Bab 223: A pirate's diplomacy (2)

As Prince Marla's words echoed through the air, the sudden "TING!" of metal on metal shattered the silence. His eyes widened in alarm as a gleaming blade appeared before him, poised dangerously close to his face. Even the gentle breeze that brushed against his skin felt sharp enough to sever the countless hairs that stood on end all over his body.

"Your words may not hold true, Prince Marla," Knight Boris spoke with a calm and measured voice, his sword still hovering in the air. "For even I cannot predict what the future holds, or what challenges I will face next." As he spoke, his aura radiated from his blade, brushing against the prince's cheek with a gentle yet threatening force. "But one thing is certain: I will always be ready to put down whatever comes my way."