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Noble Emblem

A young Brave walked out of his village, gathered companions to his side, defeated the Great Demon King, became famous, then came back with beauties in hand! This was a legend that appears in the world of Seyrol every 200 years! Our protagonist, however, isn’t a Brave. Even so, for over a thousand years his figure has loomed throughout its history. Unwittingly, the name of the Red Priest began to resound throughout the world. Red Priest’s legend included extraordinary sword techniques and magic, erudite knowledge, and an almost prophetic ability to lead young Braves toward the proper path. People of the world think of him as a descendent of the ancient Golden Race which led to his omnipotence. In essence, however, this was just the characteristics of the profession known as ‘Noble’. A word from the fabulousest translator/editor on Earth which is me I took upon this translation/editing project for the same reason I started translating my first Chinese novel. There are just too many big ass gems buried in a deep cesspool. I've long guessed that Qidian stopped introducing good Chinese novels on this platform in order to give some breathing room for English (and other) originals, but I don't agree with such approach. From a reader's standpoint, it is such a shame that we don't even know how many brilliant works we are missing because of the language barrier. To be honest, I'm mainly copypasting from the site called Novelhi. It is a really good resource and their machine translation is the best I've seen so far, and they also translate up to the latest available chapter. Still, they have several issues. For some reason they always miss the last paragraph which make you can missout on a potentially very important information related to a story, and they also have parts where just a couple of words gets repeated for a whole paragraph and it actually replaces the original text. They also translate an ad together with a chapter which is immersion breaking. I'll be correcting the inherent sins of such MTL with manual editing and translation and I will also polish some rough edges so that the readers will have as much seemless reading experience as possible. You will definitely have a better time reading this than me for sure

Shallowman · Fantaisie
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400 Chs

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This was the reason why mages were said to have three eyes to attract mages.

Even if they were not flying mages, they could still have other special abilities to carry out some reconnaissance missions. From Joan Of Arc's vision, Beta saw a team of about thirty people gathering up ahead and quickly hiding in the woods on both sides of the road.

Beta smiled in the carriage, then pretended that nothing had happened and continued to lead the way.

Shirley sat next to Beta and leaned her head on the man's shoulder, pretending to take a nap. She was not tired; divine creatures were not that delicate. She just wanted to stay by Beta's side on purpose. Although Shirley had not been 'born' for a long time, she still knew how to be cute. Besides, the two of them had already interacted spiritually in the Nightmare Realm, so it was normal for them to be intimate in reality. Beta did not feel uncomfortable.

Jessica, on the other hand, fell asleep on the cabin, her head resting on Beta's feet.

It was not Beta who asked her to do so, but the canine habits in her blood were acting up. Most canines liked to stay by their masters' side when they were resting. This was their nature, and even werewolves could not get rid of this habit.

The carriage moved very slowly. Beta was taking care of the slaves. Because of the prolonged starvation, their bodies were not very strong. If they forcibly sped up, many of them would definitely fall behind and lose their lives in the snowstorm.

The carriage moved forward slowly and stopped when it was five hundred meters away from the encirclement.

When their master stopped, the slaves naturally stopped too. They did not have any doubts, except for Lloyd, who felt that it was a little strange.

In the carriage, Beta said to the two women, "There are more than thirty robbers up ahead who intend to ambush us. I'll be in the front, Shirley on the left, and Jessica on the right. We'll protect this team of slaves."

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Shirley was a little puzzled. "Since they're gathering up ahead, either you or I can kill all the enemies if we go up. Why do we have to wait for them to come?"

"What I want is for the slaves to see how we kill the enemies." Beta said plainly, "If you want a group of people to sincerely obey you, kindness is only one thing, and the necessary deterrence of force is very important. There's a saying in my hometown: a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other. That's what a leader should do. "

Shirley chuckled. "Since Master has his own ideas, I have no objections. But Jessica is still young. I don't think it's a good idea for her to bear such a heavy burden.

Beta squatted and patted Jessica's head, then asked with a smile, "Jessica, are you scared?"

Jessica got up and shook her head hard. "I'll do whatever you ask me to do, Master."

Beta smiled faintly. Jessica had been a beggar since she was a child, and the world of beggars was very cruel. Sometimes, even a piece of bone with a bit of meat would have to be fought for. To a certain extent, Jessica was also someone who had been through hundreds of battles. At the very least, she wasn't inferior to anyone when it came to fighting.

"But even so, it's still a little dangerous," Shirley said worriedly. "After all, Jessica is still young."

"Don't worry. Jessica is a professional. Although she's not as strong as us, she's still quite powerful for ordinary people, "Beta smiled and continued," Besides, I'll ask Joan Of Arc to help her. If they work together, ordinary professionals won't be able to defeat them. "

Hearing Beta's words, Shirley nodded and agreed with his idea.

On the other side, Lloyd watched the carriage in front of him stop. At first, he didn't feel anything strange. After all, it was normal for the procession to stop occasionally. But after waiting for a while, he still didn't see any movement from his master's carriage. He began to feel strange.

But the habit of slaves made him continue to wait patiently. After an hour, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He walked to the window of the carriage and asked cautiously, "Master, is there something wrong?"

"Continue to wait."

His tone was cold and unapproachable. Lloyd bowed slightly and retreated to the group of slaves at the back.

After waiting for another hour, Lloyd looked at his clansmen jumping in place and was a little worried. After all, it was still winter. Although it wasn't snowing, the snow on the ground hadn't melted yet. It was still very cold. If his clansmen stayed in one place for a long time, they would easily freeze. He wondered if he should go up and talk to his master to let his clansmen walk nearby.

Just as he was hesitating, he saw his master get down from the carriage.

There were two other women who came down with their master. To be exact, there were two girls. One was about 18 years old and was playing tricks, and the other was at most 12 years old.

Lloyd didn't expect there to be two women in the carriage, and they were such beautiful women.

Then he found that his master walked to the front of the carriage, the beautiful blonde girl walked to the right, and the smaller green-haired girl walked to the left.

Lloyd furrowed his brows. He suddenly felt that his master's actions seemed to be protecting them. Could it be that there was some kind of danger ahead?

Just as he was wondering, he saw a group of people suddenly appear in front of them. This group of people rushed over quickly and surrounded them in a few breaths. From their actions, they were definitely elites.

Lloyd also found that these people's faces were covered with black cloth. In their hands, in addition to weapons, some people were holding special equipment in the shape of a long strip with a large opening and closing ring at the top.

Slave hunters kidnapped people.

Lloyd had experienced something like this before. The new owner who had bought them had been robbed on the way back. Not only were the slaves taken away, but the master was also killed.

Now he had to go through such a thing again? Lloyd was very regretful. He felt that he should have reminded his master to pay attention to such things.

After all, it was hard to meet a good master.

But it was useless to regret. The other party had more than 30 elites, and there was no lack of professionals. On their side, in addition to the master and the other two, there were slaves who had no fighting power.

Moreover, the two women of his master were stunning beauties. Wouldn't this stimulate the fierceness of the slave hunters even more?

Just as Lloyd was thinking about this, he saw the slave hunters blocking the road rush over with their weapons without saying a word.

Lloyd didn't want to watch such a battle with no chance of winning. He let out a long sigh and closed his eyes. He didn't want to see the next tragedy. After all, this new master named Beta was really good to them.

Very quickly, he heard a blood-curdling scream, and his face felt like it was being hit by a heatwave.

It was winter now!

Lloyd opened his eyes and was stunned. In front of his master, Beta, there was a sea of fire … At least eight slave hunters were screaming and rolling in the sea of fire. Not long after, there was no sound, and they fell into the sea of fire, turning into fuel.

The ten slave hunters who surrounded him on the right suddenly fell without a sound when they were more than 20 meters away from the blonde beauty. They fell into the snow and were completely silent.

On the left, the little girl ran between several slave hunters like a wolf. She was so fast that the slave hunters couldn't touch her at all. After a few times, most of the slave hunters fell. In addition, a golden eagle suddenly flew down from the sky. Every time it swooped down, it could take away the head of a slave hunter.

Lloyd gasped. He couldn't help but look back at the people behind him, and then he found that the eyes of his people were full of fear.

Several slave hunters who were caught wanted to escape. Beta directly killed two with a "coin bombardment." The rest of the enemies were directly annihilated by Joan Of Arc in the process of escaping.

Seeing that there were no enemies around, Beta said to the slaves behind him, "Let's go. We've wasted a lot of time."

All the slaves, including Lloyd, lowered their heads when Beta looked over. Their master's identity was enough for them to look up to. Now that their master was ridiculously strong, they were even more in awe of him.

They got on the carriage and continued on their way.

The Yorks used to chat when they moved, but now they didn't want to talk at all. The miserable corpses on the side of the road reminded them that their master was not only kind but also extremely terrifying when he was angry.

As they walked, it was evening.

Generally speaking, slaves didn't have human rights. They didn't have tents or anything to rest in such an icy and snowy environment. If they were lucky, they could hide in the forest. After all, the wind was weaker. Otherwise, they could only huddle together on the side of the road to keep each other warm and let the wind and rain hit them.

If they huddled together, there would definitely be people in the outermost layer. Those people were usually old and didn't have the strength to squeeze into the middle. So every time the slaves moved in winter, many people would die.

However, the Yorkers realized that … The new master, Beta, actually used magic to build a circular wall made of tall soil by the roadside. He then asked his people to sweep all the snow out of the wall. In the middle of the huge wall, Beta lit a pile of magic flames that seemed as if they would never be extinguished.

The inside of the walls immediately warmed up. The Yorks drank snow water and ate dry rations, and they no longer felt cold.

The masters hid in the carriages and did not come down.

In fact, Beta and the other two weren't in the carriage, but were resting in the ever-constant temperature of Mystra's Mansion.

The days in winter were short, and the night came quickly. After filling their stomachs and warming themselves by the fire, the Yorks were drowsy. This was the first time they had such a comfortable night.

They hoped that such days could last forever, but the sudden sound of horseshoes awakened them all.