320 A Child Who Is Not Satisfied with Lollipops (1/2)

”Why?”

Through primordial spirit, Aya’s earnest question was unavoidable.

”Why did you weave such a set of lies?”

Aya was indeed Aya, the proud Knight King, who would not conceal her identity in front of anyone. When she returned to her homeland from Nine Regions, she was ready to face her past and did not need a forged identity to conceal anything.

Wang Lu sighed. ”This is not the time for you to be brave. Bravely revealing your identity is good, but do you think Bedivere would accept it? Do you want the worldview of your faithful subordinate to break, blasting off his head?”

”He…”

Wang Lu said, ”Believe me, if you insist on claiming that the Knight King is actually a woman, you will absolutely be dead in his eyes!”

Thinking about the stubborn Bedivere, Aya was also helpless.

”Moreover, do you really think that it’s a good thing to announce the identity of the Knight King?”

Aya asked, ”What are you talking about?”

”It’s been awhile since your last time in Brettonia, and we can see that the people on this land fondly remember you. However, after brewing for over a century, this ‘fondly remember’ thing has reached the point of unlimited beautification, as if the past Knight King was perfect, omnipotent, and invincible.”

Aya laughed. ”About being invincible, that is actually not wrong.”

”Then why were you looking for that way to win every war? Why don’t you write your diary to let your descendants admire your political and military achievements!”

”... The more you experience the war, the more you can see your shortcomings. But back to the point, do you think there’s a problem in people of Brettonia fondly remembering me?”

”Excessive beautification can make people unable to accept reality. If people realize that the perfect Knight King in their fantasy, in reality, can’t even cook pork strips-stir fried with yuxiang1 [1], how do you think they would feel?”

”Do you have a problem with my pork strips-stir fried with yuxiang?”

Wang Lu said, ”Not to mention that right now you’re in your spirit of the brave departed body, meaning that your strength has been reduced by a lot that to deal with Faceless One you need to do it by using a sneak attack, simply speaking, people can’t expect too much of you. So, rather than greatly disappointing your follower, it is better to debut yourself as the daughter of the Knight King so that they can lower their expectation. Even if you can’t be compared with their impression of the Knight King, people will understand you, support you, and love you, because you are the Knight King’s daughter.”

Aya froze for a moment. ”Is that so? I think I understand what you mean. I have mixed feelings about this. After returning to my homeland, I actually have to act as my own daughter.”

Wang Lu laughed. ”Speaking of which, since I and the Knight King is a friend of the same generation, later on, you should consider calling me uncle, no?”

”Wang Lu, people who court disaster will eventually die.”

Aya was not interested in arguing with Wang Lu.

Her resting time was almost over, so it was about time she shouldered her responsibility.

—

After finishing the conversation in the sky, the three people, Wang Lu, Aya, and Bedivere did not immediately land—after all, the battle of Dragon City was not over.

Although the situation has been completely reversed on the battlefield...

After losing the Faceless One, Holy Light Religion was leaderless and their morale significantly dropped. Especially those Bright Archons, who as the commander in the battlefield, stopped operating one by one. This threw the Holy Light Religion forces into chaos. The priests and the holy knights were at a loss, scurrying in the battlefield like a headless chicken.

At the same time, after their leader died in battle—being killed directly by Aya in front of everyone, their morale suffered a devastating blow. Looking down from the sky, one could clearly see the hesitation and trepidation in the eyes of the Holy Light Religion followers.

Even that almost omnipotent Faceless One has been killed by the Dragon City Guard, who knew how many cards were still hidden by them? And once something new happened, who else could lead them out of this mess?

For several decades, the Holy Light Religion in Dragon City has largely relied on Archbishop Rowan. Later on, when the Faceless One appeared, he suppressed everyone with his strong posture. But now, with the Faceless One dying in battle and the defection of the Archbishop, the Holy Light Religion believers were suddenly at a loss.

However, despite the deadly blow to Holy Light Religion force, they still occupied the absolute number advantage. Previously after being pressed in their last circle of defense, Dragon City Guards had suffered a serious loss, thus further increasing the number advantage; now, it was nearly six to seven times as many. In this case, they still have the chance to win even without their leader.

However, the sudden appearance of Caliburn and Aya delivering a killing blow to Faceless One were also a great shock to the Dragon City Guards, similarly intensifying their fighting intent. However, right now, what she must do was to rally the Dragon City Guards and lead them to victory.

Feeling that some of her strength has restored, Aya struggled to break away from Wang Lu’s embrace, relied on her own strength to stand in the air, and looked down on the battlefield below. From below, she was quite valiant, especially since she was holding the sword of royal power Caliburn that increased her brilliance even more.

With her new identity, Aya actually has so many words to say. However, at the moment, there was no time for lengthy speeches. Fortunately, as she was once a king, she knew how to effectively manage time.

”I am the daughter of the Knight King, legitimate successor to Brettonia! In the name of Caliburn, defeat the enemy in front of you and pluck the fruit of victory!”

With that, Aya wielded her Caliburn, pointing it straight ahead.

This simple action seemed to contain an inconceivable magic. Watching the direction of Aya’s sword, an intense surge of emotion filled the heart of every Brettonian.