Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence

Chapter 518: Chapter 10: Never Bully the Poor Youth! (Part 2)

After sending the Knight flying, Hilude bent down to help Su Li adjust his collar, holding his left arm with both hands, assisting him to sit upright.

Meanwhile, another Knight had long been repelled by Oerstein’s warhammer, forced to wave the Silver Light Longsword desperately to fend off Oerstein’s ferocious attacks!

Archibald cast a glance at the two battling fiercely, swords flashing and clashing. Only a flicker of interest appeared as he gestured forward. Immediately, two Divine Chosen Knights stepped forward to pull out a chair for him.

He then sat alone in the middle of the long table with a Legendary level longsword, facing more than ten courtiers from Hesse Territory.

Behind him, not a single one of the ten powerful Divine Chosen Knights could be seated, all standing solemnly beside Archibald, the weighty heavy armor and powerful bloodline aura accentuating the unparalleled strength of this Legendary Duke.

In contrast, those seated here from Hesse Territory indeed seemed like a rabble of insignificant ants.

Archibald did not stop the combat between the two Divine Chosen Knights; he just watched them battle, bloodied, with indifference, then raised his head high, addressing them with a gaze that regarded all life as beneath him: ”Interesting, to fight equally with a Divine Chosen Knight from our Sulande Province who just survived a hundred battles. I suppose speaking with you doesn’t tarnish my dignity.”

”But! Kid, do you think this qualifies you to negotiate with me?”

Su Li snorted coldly, speaking indifferently: ”Negotiate terms? Your Grace, it seems like you haven’t grasped the situation; the air above Hesse Territory, down to every blade of grass and tree, all are my property. You barged in without notice and intend to take away my courtiers by force. I’m unsure what terms I need to negotiate with you. The Bauhinia bloodline never negotiates with bandits!”

”Outrageous! How dare you slander the Duke!” A Divine Chosen Knight immediately erupted in anger, eyes exposed by the face-guard turning blood-red, drawing his sword to teach this insolent young man a lesson.

However, the next moment, a silver-white heavy armored figure flew over from a distance, crashing directly into his arms. The Divine Chosen Knight reacted extremely swiftly, turning his right foot, slightly shifting to the side, evading the impact force of the figure, then extended his left arm to grab the opponent’s shoulder, his shin guards firmly embedding into the ground, retreating half a meter, finally stabilizing his form.

On the figure that flew over, a burning warhammer mark, bearing Rune Spiritual Energy, was evident on the chest and abdomen. This was the Knight engaged in an intense battle with Marshal Orstein, fiercely smashed over here.

This signified that in the sword-flashing, blood-stained encounter among Divine Chosen Knights at the negotiation table, the Divine Chosen Knight from Sulande Province was unexpectedly at a disadvantage!

Archibald’s gaze instantly turned cold: ”The prophecy of Her Excellency, the Goddess of Justice, suggests that the nightingale perches beside the Golden Crown. Such a small Pioneer Territory, albeit interesting, is far too tender to challenge me! I intend to take him away; who can stop me?”

Before finishing his words, he had already drawn his longsword, its silver light illuminating the entire room, with the sword gleam akin to a crisp dragon’s cry, stabbing directly towards Su Li’s throat.

Another golden sword light simultaneously flared up, Hilude fearlessly stepping in front of Su Li, meeting the Legendary level Knight’s blade.

Yet, Archibald merely snorted coldly, giving the longsword a slight tremor. Hilude instantly flew backward, smashing through a thick supporting wall, flew several dozen meters outside, and landed heavily on the snow multiple times before collapsing in the snowy field, coughing up a mouthful of crimson blood.

This marked the hallmark of a Legendary level Knight! A mortal body, yet wielding power equivalent to a Divine General.

Green Dragon Aelirea leaned against the chair with her chin in hand, observing Su Li, pointed at by Archibald’s longsword, with indifference, coolly stating: ”Naive. You now witness the chasm between Legendary level and Divine Chosen level.”

At this moment, Su Li clenched his fists tightly, eyes filled with anger as he turned his attention away upon seeing Hilude stand up, supported by his longsword, down on one knee on the ground. Fixating his blood-red eyes on Archibald, he wordlessly but resolutely offered his throat to the cold blade: ”If you have any guts, kill us all. But to take Philis away, you’ll have to step over all our corpses! I dare see, do you, the Duke, have the courage to defy the world’s outcry and slaughter a Pioneer Territory to the last!”

Archibald gripped the golden scales in his hand tightly, chuckling disdainfully: ”Heh, threatening me? Then let destiny witness the struggle of an ant!”

The next instant, his longsword swung sharply, the sword light flicked, and a burst of fresh blood erupted, spreading around Su Li, splattering onto Philis’ exquisite face.

The Destiny Talisman before Su Li’s throat suddenly shattered, fiery flames igniting atop his white shirt, and only now did the intense pain clearly emanate from his left palm.

The stinging pain made Su Li involuntarily clutch his left hand tightly, crying out in agony: ”Ah!”

The sight of blood dyed all of Philis’ vision in red, and the next moment, tears of sorrow poured from her eyes uncontrollably. She desperately tore off a piece of her skirt, her trembling fingers hastily wrapping the luxurious silk around Su Li’s fractured little finger, with the pouring blood instantly staining the pristine hem red.

”My Lord... My Lord... it’s going to be okay, it’s going to be okay, the pain will go away soon...” Her scalding tears fell onto Su Li’s blood-drenched hand, yet the warmth was unable to reach Su Li through any sense of temperature.