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Chapter 182: Martial Dragon Spear

When 10,000 police soldiers came marching towards the central square from the right, the Crown Prince's expression became ashen grey when some of his scout troops came running to report.

Immediately, the tide changed and the rebel's army is now surrounded on all sides.

On the left is the Holy Knights, and on the right are the police forces. But more importantly, this massive influx of police soldiers are all loyal to the royalists factions, thus, changing the tide in one fell swoop.

Naturally, the Crown Prince couldn't figure out why this is happening even if he breaks his head because all the people he sent to handle these matters are all trusted subordinates of his….

Earl Raymond is already giving out a long sigh as he looked up at the young prince up at the palace walls. To this old military official, his confidence in winning this battle is already gone. Suddenly, he looked over at captain Alpha and whispered: "Alpha, we have lost."

With that, Earl Raymond came around to the Crown Prince and looked up at the deadpan expression of this instigator. Seeing this, a sense of disdain grew inside of him as he spoke: "Your highness, we must concentrate our forces now and storm out of here. Only by getting out of the capital now will we have a chance to make a comeback!"

The Crown Prince looked hollow in his eyes as if he couldn't hear the Earl's words. Only nodding, his eyes suddenly changed to that of horror as he cried out: "There's no way! I won't believe this! How did I lose?!"

With that said, he cried out: "I still have 1000 elite riders! Humph, how can the police forces compete with me?!"

The Crown Prince seemed to have lost his marbles. Among his 1000 elite riders, there are numerous genuinely skilled knights from the association. In a loud voice, he declared: "Raymond, I'll give you 500 riders to stop the police forces in their tracks! As for me, I'll attack the palace! I will not admit defeat!"

Earl Raymond didn't say anymore and only sighed in return…..

Will not fail?

Jean Claude's 10,000 rebel forces had already suffered major casualties. With only a couple of thousand troops left including the elite riders of the Crown Prince, how can they take the palace so easily when they are being pressed on all sides?

It was at this moment, the main gate of the palace suddenly swung open and out came Prince Son. Slowly, he stepped forward alone while holding onto something really long.

Wrapped in a broad black cloth, the outline of this thing seems to vaguely resemble that of a long spear.

This abrupt interruption dumbfounded everyone because the young prince was only a hundred meters from Jean Claude's forces. Despite the inherent danger, Prince Son continued to show his charismatic smile without a hint of fear on his face. Slowly but surely, he stopped and stabbed the long thing onto the ground.

For a second, everyone didn't know how to react against this person that so suddenly came out of the Palace.

Just as the rebel forces hesitated over whether or not they should run up and kill this important figure, the young prince interjected:

"Knights Declaration, article 1..." Prince Son's calm voice suddenly reached out to every corner of the square, his voice clearly osculated by a wind based magic spell to reach everyone's ears.

"Knights Declaration, article 1: In the name of my soul, I swear to be forever 'loyal' as my lifelong personality so that I will never regret in this life! If I ever go against this, let my soul be abandoned by the Knights Spear!"

"Knights Declaration, article 2: In the name of my soul, I swear that honor is more important than my life! Without regret, I will defend the honor of a knight for life! If I ever go against this, let my soul be abandoned by the Knights Spear!"

"Knights Declaration, article 3: In the name of my soul, I will bear in mind the 'sacrifice' my life makes! Without regret, I will not break. If I do, let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!"

"Knights Declaration, article 4: In the name of my soul, I will live with 'courage' in my heart. I will brand my chest with courage without regret! If I break this oath, let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!"

"Knights Declaration, article 5: In the name of my soul, I will have mercy on the weak and be the enemy of brutality! Tolerance is my friend, and 'mercy' is my heart. If I break this oath, let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!"

"Knights Declaration, article 6: In the name of my soul, I will maintain the fusion of spirit and soul. Spirit is my soul, and soul is my life. If I ever go against this, let my soul be abandoned by the Knights Spear!"

"Knights Declaration, article 7: In the name of my soul, I will always be 'true and honest'. My heart will always be white, and my biggest enemy is the darkness in my heart. If I ever go against this, let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!"

"Knights Declaration, article 8: In the name of my soul, I always aim to be 'fair'. My heart is the embodiment of righteousness and equality. If I break this oath, let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!"

This long list of declarations is something every genuine knight would remember because during their assessment test, every person is required to recite this before they are recognized as a true knight.

To a knight, these verses are the eight qualities that they should always keep in mind: loyalty, honor, sacrifice, courage, compassion, spirituality, honesty, and fairness.

Although magic is prospering on the Roland continent now, but the era of Knights is still much longer than magic prior till now. During the height of that era, Knight is the largest power!

From legend, the Knights Association from that era is said to be even higher in status than the current Magic Union! To the people back then, the association is the shining beacon of righteousness and respect.

Only problem is the passage of time. In the present day and age, the status of a warrior is far inferior to that of a Mage in the eyes of the general populous. As such, the importance of these verses gradually became forgotten in the hearts of everyone... Although a knight must still recite the oaths before they are recognized as a true knight, but it is quite rare nowadays for one to find a knight still adhering to such chivalrous actions. In general, a normal knight is only someone of brute strength, but weak in their mental cultivation.

But the real reason for the downfall of the knight's era is not only the prosperity of magic, but a more important reason. Unlike back then, the sworn oaths taken by every knight in the current age no longer have any binding effects on their actions!

For a Magician, they must automatically leave behind their mark whenever they make an oath. As such, if they ever go back on their words, they will then be punished accordingly!

But now, those declarations by the knights are more often than not different from what the swearer is actually thinking. The moment, they leave the doorstep of the knights association, some of these people would go off and cause havoc in the world. As such, this is the true reason for the downfall of chivalry in the current age!

No power to restrict ones action, so the oaths would naturally be ignored!

Regardless of whether they are rebel or royalists, Prince Son's face looked very serious as he swept his gaze across the square. To the knights of different ranks in the field, many of them didn't understand why this prince would suddenly come down to the square and recite these verses. To a small portion, some of these knights even grew a bit of disdain on their faces…..

"If I break this oath, let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!!" Prince Son gently whispers these words out before suddenly repeating it in a loud voice: "let the Knights Spear abandon my soul!!" His eyes slowly scan the field back and forth before letting out a gentle laugh: "Who here today still adheres to the eight codes of chivalry?"

The Knights Spear...

According to legend in the age of chivalry, the greatest artifact of the knight's profession is a legendary spear left behind during the age of gods. This spear held immense power and is the object of worship for every knight! During their oath swearing, every knight must use their own blood to imprint their souls into the spear! If the oath bearer were to ever break their words, the person in question will be punished by the power of the spear and have their soul be forever locked out of the afterlife, thus, forcing their spirit to roam the world.

With the idea of the spears punishment hanging over their heads, practically no knight would go against their vows!

Unfortunately, not knowing when, where, or even the reason, this miraculous spear disappeared from the annals of history. To some, the idea of the spear disappearing is the sign of god reclaiming it from the world of mortals.

From then on, the chivalry vows no longer had any punishing effect on the oath bearer. As time went on, the downfall of the knight profession finally reached the present day situation.

Currently, Prince Son stood in the middle of the square under the smell of blood and gore as he recited the knight's chivalry code. Though a little weird at first, he subsequently tore apart the black silken cloth reveal the true face of the long object in his hand....

Shining with brilliance is a spear radiating a golden light. This cross shaped spear is not only a head taller than the prince in height, but the body of the spear seems to be missing a section at the head like it was broken somehow. And that's not all, the body of the spear seems be full of scratch marks that if it was a bit deeper, it would have likely caused the body to break apart!

The moment this golden crossed shaped spear made its appearance to the world, not a single sound could be heard. At that instant, none in the square dared to make a single move, not even breathing!

Also without any hint or sign, people of different warrior ranks from both camps began to run forward towards the spear. Kneeling on one knee, these people all had the look of a devoted believer that could even put the followers of the temple to shame…..!

Even captain Alpha that was riding behind the Earl fell off the horse. Crawling on the ground, this heavily injured knight forced himself into a prostrating position with eyes full of tears akin to that of someone showing intense emotions.

"Alpha!" Earl Raymond turned pale: "you..."

"My lord." Alpha raised his head as his body trembled. Taking in a deep breath, he replied: "That is the Holy Spear! The real Holy Spear! The Knights Spear!"

Knights Spear, Golden Cross Spear, Holy Spear…. It also has a name that is beyond sacred in the hearts of every knight:

Martial Dragon Spear!

Standing atop the palace walls, Du Wei sighs as he saw the spreading scene of knights kneeling...

The Crown Prince is already defeated now. 


Chapter 183: glory! (part 1)

960 year of the Roland Empire: during the summer festival day, the capital fell into chaos and Prince Long (Crown Prince) rebelled against the imperial court. Gathering his forces, he and his supporters besieged the palace. In order to fend off the traitors, Son commissioned the Temple to aid in the defense of the royal family. With the help of the temple and the police department, Son turned the tide with minimal reinforcements and created a miracle with the showcasing of the Martial Dragon Spear.

Prince Long loudly shouts out: "I lost because fate did not choose me." Pausing, he points at Prince Son before continuing: "Even so, I request that I be buried under the flag!"

With these words, he sheathed his sword and gently slit it across his neck. Following their master, dozens of his most loyal subordinates followed suit and ended their life as a sign of loyalty.

As for the remaining rebel forces: Marquise Solomon surrendered and Earl Raymond of the Rowling Household was captured in battle. While 4,000 of the rebel forces were killed in the ensuing fight, only 6,000 remained alive to be sent to the dungeons. In 3 days, the rebellion was squashed and the peace restored.

Volume 15 of the Empire's Chronicle record, 6th chapter: The Regent life tale.

Regarding this coup on the official record of the empire, there wasn't any mention of the eldest son of the Rowling Household. In fact, there wasn't a single word that could relate to Du Wei or anything involving his role in the battle that took place. Just like that, historians had no choice but to remove all of his deeds from this event due to being pressured from the higher ups.

Bucket after buckets of water, the stains marking the great battle that took place in the central square was finally washed away after 3 days. Now, the palace guards and the police forces patrolling the city streets are all walking around with faces of immediately threat.

Previously when Prince Son revealed the Dragon Martial Spear, both Du Wei and the Crown Prince knew there was no chance of victory left for the rebellion.

The reason is that the kneeling knights in the central square was just like a piercing needle that shot right through the Crown Prince's heart. Suddenly, different from his prior mistakes, the Crown Prince made one correct decision that day.

Should he continue the fight? Watching the kneeling Knight in the square, the Crown suddenly raised his sword with an icy feeling in his heart. Trembling, he actually turned around to give Earl Raymond a glance and said,

"Raymond, we lost."

Having said that, this Prince suddenly puffed up his chest and cried out: "I am royalty, I will die before surrendering!" Then pointing his sword at Prince Son, he shouted: "It's not that I am not your match, it's just your fate is better than mine!"

With that, his sword moved and gently swiped across his neck. With blood dripping, his body softly fell off his horse and onto the ground.

Despite the fact that Earl Raymond was close enough to stop this, he didn't because in his mind, he knew their time is over.

Subsequently, the scene fell into chaos. With the morale of the rebel forces in tatters, Prince Son took the chance and ordered the remaining soldiers in the palace to charge out. Not missing the opportunity, the police forces all pressed in.

With Marquis Solomon surrendering, Earl Raymond nearly escaped after a path was opened up by Captain Alpha. But this great general gave up in the last minute.

In one fell push, he forced his guards aside while covered in blood. Throwing down his sword, his expression changed to that of a true aristocrat as he spoke his next words:

"Members of the Rowling Household will not run like ragged dogs!"

With that said, this great noblemen did not move even when he saw how the pursuing troops came rushing towards him. Still standing there with pride despite being restrained with ropes, he looked up at a black figure standing on top of the palace walls. Then with a cold smile, he lowered his head and turned back to look where the Crown Prince died. With eyes full of difficult emotions, he sighed before saying: "A branch doesn't compare to a seedling."

And the Coup d'état finally came to a certain end with the capture of Earl Raymond.

"He in fact shouldn't have committed suicide." Du Wei looked over at where the body of the Crown Prince laid.

Below, the corpse of the Crown Prince is covered in a flag of the Thorn Flower symbol. According to tradition, no matter the offense, a member of the royal family must be buried with this royal symbol.

Even if the person in question orchestrated a rebellion, this practice cannot be changed until they are formally charged.

Right now, Prince Son is standing beside Du Wei, his expression so plain that none could read his mind. But when he heard Du Wei's words, this young Prince suddenly turned to face Du Wei and said: "Oh, what did you just say?"

"I said, he in fact shouldn't have committed suicide." Du Wei smiles wryly: "Unfortunately for him, he doesn't truly understand the spirit behind chivalry... As he saw how so many knights kneeled before you when you held up the Knights Spear, he got cold feet."

After a pause, Du Wei continues: "Knights care about loyalty above all else. The spear in your hand may have been a sacred relic, but they did not surrender to you when they kneeled. On the contrary, when you pulled out the sacred spear, the spirit a knight should have been fully invoked in his subordinates. If so, they would have fought even harder for him if he didn't give up. Although they no longer had the advantage, but if they put their life on the line and pressed on, the chance of them coming out on top is not small... What a pity, because he didn't understand why, he thought everyone was kneeling to you, but in truth, they were only kneeling to the sacred spear."

Du Wei looked deeply Prince Son: "I really starting wonder how your brain managed to calculate all of this, especially the part where your brother would give up when you pull out the spear." Prince Son dodges Du Wei's gaze. With a smile, this young prince replied: "In the end, nobody in this world can be certain of the outcome. But I do know my brother's personality, so I can be certain of his reaction at the very least."

Du Wei keeps his silence. Lowering his head, he recounts everything in his brain before speaking again: "First you drag the Temple into the water with you, then the Magic Union. Thinking it over, I still can't understand. Why didn't you stop your brother before the rebellion started? You are clearly more capable than your brother."

As Du Wei said these words, his gaze was so strong that it was like shooting lighting out of them. Without saying a word, Prince Son turned around and slowly walked away.

"Since you already know the answer to your question, why ask me?"

Du Wei stood there speechless. Watching the backside of the young prince as he slowly walked away, Du Wei inwardly felt that the person in front of him was more scheming and devious than any other person he met up till now.

Sighing, Du Wei then mutters to himself in a low voice: "You didn't stop him and intentionally allowed the coup to take place. If he didn't jump out like this, how can you get rid of him fairly and take control justifiably…."

Once he said these words, his mind started to think: "It seems I should stay away from politics."

After Prince Son walked a few steps in front of him, this guy suddenly paused to turn around. With a faint smile, he said: "You're not coming?"

Smiling in return, the two men looked at each other with different thoughts in mind.

Within the palace, the king's guards had long replaced their elegant looking armors used for the celebration. Swords, axe, and shield, all kinds of weapons were being pulled out of the armory, fully ready for battle. As Prince Son and Du Wei walked through the halls, this young prince started to issue out numerous orders to his subordinates one after another.

Du Wei speculated at this time that the police forces outside should have taken over the defense of the capital by now.

Following Prince Son around for a short while, the two finally came up to a tall standing structure with gold plated guards standing outside. Stopping in their steps, Prince Son faced the guards and said: "I want to see my father."

The chief of these gold plated warriors hurriedly saluted upon contact: "Your highness, his majesty has been waiting for you. He left words that you are free to go in the moment you arrive."

Prince Son faintly smiles as he gave Du Wei a glance: "come on then, let's go."

The Gold plated Warrior leader steps forward to stop them. With a pained look on his face, he said: "This….. His Majesty only called for only one person and that's you."

Prince Son's expression immediately changed. Unlike his usual gentle features, his face now showed a glimmer of dominance and dignitary only seen in those of great power. Feeling his body being pierced by this overbearing gaze, the leader of these guards involuntarily took a step back and quickly lowered his head, too afraid to even make eye contact.

Retracting his gaze, Prince Son did not speak or look at the guards anymore. Pulling Du Wei with one hand, the two openly walked into the building.

Filled with cold sweat, this guard leader had no will to resist or stop the young Prince.

He may be a senior officer in the palace guards, but even he is not dense enough to not catch on that after this meeting, the ruler of this place will change!

In that case, why should he go against the future ruler's will?

And who else wouldn't be aware of this fact? Backing away as the two walked by, the commander of security further behind them quickly followed up and took over the job of guarding the building. Unable to do anything, the gold plated warriors could only back off and watch their jobs be taken over by the new soldiers.

Despite being surrounding by tall columns on both sides and richly decorated walls, this luxurious building seemed lifeless compared to the rest of the palace.

Taking in a deep breath, Du Wei could somehow catch a whiff of decaying smell in the air.

Hmm, this must be the heart playing tricks on him. Yes….. This is nothing but his imagination! Du Wei kept reminding himself this important point as he picked up his pace behind Prince Son.

Continuing forward, some servants had already pushed open a large door at the end of the hallway awaiting their entrance. Coming in, Du Wei can see the emperor half lying on top of a square shaped giant bed. Unlike the previous demeanor he had before the battle, this once mighty rule now looked powerless and short of breath.

"Son, you have come..." After these clear words, his pace quickly picked up and a rapid cough ensued. Struggling to pull himself up, he waved his hand to dismiss the servant nearby.

"Father." Prince Son kneeled down on one knee without making eye contact: "Brother has passed away."

"You... Did very well." Old emperor's expression turned yellow as if his spirit had run dry of energy.

It's just that after this simple dialogue, the parent and son couple seems to have come to an understanding and no longer spoke.

For a long time, the only sounds coming out of the room was the rapid gasps and bellows coming out of the old emperor.

Quietly kneeling behind Prince Son, Du Wei secretly lifts his eyes to sneak a peek at the old emperor. Surprising him, Du Wei can only see the face of an old dying man spending his last days in bed. No longer the fierce lion in his glory days, the old emperor before him only had the look of someone facing defeat and shame….. But something is not quite right…

EH? But that posture is clearly that of someone on ALERT!

Yes… The look coming out of the old emperor right now is not of someone celebrating in joy; instead, it is of someone on high alert.

As if time itself had frozen in place, the two seems to be testing the other's patient. In Du Wei's case, his eyes were much sharper. Try as he like to hide the weapon under his robe, Du Wei still managed to see how tightly the old man was gripping onto the sword hilt.

Finally, after a long long time, the old emperor suddenly sighed. His voice had a hint of difficult complexity in his tone: "Did you come here to request for my abdication also?"

Prince Son did not reply. 


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