But it seemed to be working.
That guy Arthur actually bought it.
Count Brand was overjoyed. He moved closer to Chen Yu and whispered, "Your Excellency, say a little more."
Chen Yu thought for a moment, then said with a solemn expression:
"Go forth, dauntless Knight!"
"In the name of nature, cleanse that defiled land! Drive those Filth Race from hell back to where they belong! This... is the trial nature has bestowed upon you!"
The soulfire beneath Arthur's helmet erupted with an unprecedented, fiery brilliance! He shot to his feet, his rusted armor grating with a teeth-jarring CLANG. He slammed his right fist against his left chest plate, producing a dull thud.
"In the name and honor of a Knight! I accept this mission! To purify the filth and drive out the Filth Race!"
"Well said, well said!"
Count Brand flew down to Arthur's shoulder, puffing out his chest and holding his head high.
