Chapter 1864: Chapter 608: Like Father, Like Son, Once Again (Part 4)
“Which mage would fight you within two hundred yards?” Hearing Xiao Bei say this, Richard couldn’t help but think of the quick-draw gunslingers in Western cowboy movies. “Since I’ve already handed over the Taibao Group to you, you make the decisions yourself, no need to ask ! Osteo Taibao? That’s a nice na! I’ve already designed the uniforms for you, just like what Guoguo wore in the desert!”
“Then I’ll get right on it!”
“Busy bee!” The King of Bimon laughed and stepped down the stairs, seeing how lively and bustling things were in Erald City with not a trace of the panic and tension he expected, His Majesty Sal felt quite at ease.
“Haha! Please forgive , Your Majesty, I’m just busying myself without real purpose.” Richard was hardly a busy bee; he had Elder Andulan and an able wife, Chief of Staff Rovi, and Lampard, he hadn’t even managed the transfer of the Wolf Cavalry to the Underground World, not busy at all.
The high-ranking mbers of Erald City all placed a hand over their chests, respectfully nodding to the number one boss.
Today, His Majesty brought many attendants, sothing unprecedented.
Among these guards were Cat-people from the Garfield Clan, the Rhine, and the House, quite unorthodox by royal standards.
Night had just fallen, under the dim moonlight Richard ticulously studied the odd assortnt of guards beside His Majesty.
Richard had no interest in ddling with the Garfield Cat People who had unlocked their racial abilities, but it seed His Majesty was still not at ease with Erald City, sending them all here on the eve of battle.
“Don’t look at like that, I’m not planning to return to the Sabak Royal Palace tonight. Tomorrow morning, I’ll go to the South Cross Star Forest with you, these Garfield are here to exclusively defend .” The boss saw through Richard’s thoughts, chuckled, and extended a hand backward: “Co, let introduce you to two returning heroes, Richard!”
A robust and vigorous Rhine and a Centaur Tribe beauty stepped forward, bowing deeply to the Shaman of Divine Songs.
“Returning heroes? Since when did the Rhine Tribe have outsiders living in seclusion? Wasn’t it just the House, Musketeers, and the Bull tribes?” Richard muttered in admiration, having not noticed a mont ago. Now, with a closer look, the Rhine warrior clad in golden Misori armor had long white flowing hair, a rugged face, steadfast eyes; clearly, he was a rare Snow Lion of the Rhine Tribe!
And the House Tribe beauty was tall and fit, her expressive face showing either feigned anger or delight. The green leather hunting outfit outlined her perfect figure, her snow-white legs heart-stirringly beautiful!
Frankly, this type of House beauty was exactly Richard’s favorite type, a perfect Western beauty!
Yet, more surprising than the House Tribe beauty was that the snow-haired Rhine similarly carried two purple sandalwood war bows, one short and one long at the waist, with arrow quivers slung diagonally on his back, their colorful fletching spread out like a peacock’s tail.
It’s natural for a House to play with arrows, but a Rhine using bows is as rare as a Goblin wielding a warhamr, making Richard click his tongue in amazent.
“House archer Andrei Shevchenko…”
“House archer Kevin Luntini…”
“We extend the sincerest respect of wanderers to the great Shaman Richard!” Both returning heroes slowly stood upright, their eager eyes filled with reverence as they gazed at this legendary hero sung across the land.
“Great? Haha… ouch… what?” Richard’s smile suddenly stiffened, and he, along with Xiao Bei, Kaka, and the couple, simultaneously asked: “House?”
“Sheva is indeed House, not Rhine.” His Majesty the King responded with a cheerful smile, crossing his arms, clearly waiting for this mont.
“How… how is this possible?” Kaka, losing his Archdruid poise, approached to carefully observe Shevchenko who claid to be House, confused by his Rhine features of garlic-like nose and robust tall physique.
“Is it the Zhaoye Jade Lion from the Eight Totemic Colts?” Richard suddenly realized, the House Tribe had eight pure-blooded noble lines known as the Eight Totemic Colts, and currently, Bimon Kingdom’s only remaining line was the Blood-Sweating Colts.
The Eight Totemic Colts are different from ordinary House Tribe mbers, their specialties often not in archery, but when an archer does erge, they are top-notch like terror birds—it’s well known that Erald City’s indomitable archer Nedved cos from the Blood-Sweating House.
Zhaoye Jade Lion is the most distinct in appearance among the Eight Totemic Colts, resembling the Rhine, even more so than the Mastiff People.
“That’s right,” His Majesty nodded, giving a aningful glance toward Sheva.
House Tribe archer Andrei Shevchenko respectfully bowed, tossed his long hair aside, and his eyes steadily fixed ahead. Before others could react, two silver-white beams silently shot from his pupils, illuminating the distant bamboo forest. Under the intense bright circles, every grass and tree beca clear under the darkening sky.
The so-called “Zhaoye” in Zhaoye Jade Lion cos from this very phenonon!
The beams shot from the Zhaoye House’s pupils reach over a hundred ters, scorching anyone making direct eye contact to temporary blindness!
This wonder imdiately drew a crowd of curious onlookers, all pointing and exclaiming in awe.
“Hey! Good thing you returned now; a few years earlier and you’d be sitting with in the Bitter Kiln.” Bellamy waddled over with a duck-like gait, quipping mischievously, sparking a round of knowing laughter.
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