Eli Dazaton paused for a moment, seeming to consider his words.
"...I have also heard some stories about you and the alliance you established, but as you said, our identity cannot be shaken off. Even if your alliance is willing to accept us, the empire will not
Even if it is allowed, the Tribunal will not allow it.”
Soshiyang smiled and moved his eyes slightly.
"Ah, of course, this option is indeed not feasible, but I have another suggestion——"
After hearing Soshyan's next words, Eli Dazadon's mouth opened slightly in shock, and his eyes widened, even the soldiers behind him.
But Kayon just chuckled, turned around and opened a portal.
Before going in, he only said one sentence.
"How audacious."
"you--"
Eli Dazaton took two steps back.
"Do you know what you are doing?"
"Of course I know. I have been defending the empire from beginning to end. Not long ago, I just finished a small task at hand. Unfortunately, it was not perfect."
"What happened to Huron happened not long ago."
That name came out of Eli Dazadon's mouth like a viper's hiss, as if he wanted to spit out an evil word.
"...Now he has become the most sinister traitor."
"I taught Huron twice, and I will teach him many times in the future, until I cut off his head, but what I want to say is that Huron did not correct his position from the beginning when he took over the war group, so that
His past beliefs were distorted by reality, eventually causing his mind and body to be corrupted... The Malakin Chapter Master of the Lamenters is a good friend of mine, and I know the inner workings of the Maelstrom better than you.
For various reasons, I am not Huron, and the Astral Knights are not Star Claws. We will never confront any institution of the Empire, and we will never betray the Empire... For you, this situation is only temporary.
Yes, the curse of the Crimson Saber has been broken. All you need is to wait for an opportunity in the future to restore your status and reputation."
I don't know if Soshiyang's words really moved Eli Dazadon, who was at the end of his rope. He stood there with a tangled and hesitant expression, while the soldiers behind him looked at me and I looked at you, but there was nothing.
idea.
After about ten seconds of silence, Eli Dazaton, the fourth company commander of the Crimson Sabers, made a decision.
"If you want to lead us, you must get the approval of the Council of Swords."
"oh?"
Sosh raised his eyebrows.
"Under such circumstances, do you still retain the group's decision-making body?"
"This is the tradition of the Crimson Saber. Even if there are only ten people left, they will form the Council of Swords."
Soshyan nodded.
"So how do I get your approval?"
Eli Dazaton looked at him sharply.
"It's simple-"
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"too slow!"
Soshyan ducked a blow that would have punched a hole in his head, and drove his fist into his opponent's nose.
He savored the warmth of the blood splashing on his face, then continued his attack, knocking his opponent's head back with an uppercut, then quickly stepped forward, using a grappling stance to knock the opponent down heavily.
The saber across from him lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground, with blood on his nose and face.
"Next person."
Soshyan stood firmly in the center of the duel cage. This metal platform occupied the entire space of the lower hall. The brazier burning charcoal fire surrounded its raised edge, projecting flickering light and dark on its surface.
The light, the shadows of weapons and equipment draw intersecting lines on the perfect circle of the stone.
There are four stone sculptures protruding from the wall on the four sides. The first one is not wearing armor and holding a sword, only wearing a simple robe. The second one is fully armed and holds a sharp blade. The third one is holding a huge shield. The fourth one is holding a huge shield.
He was covered in scars and roaring.
These four statues represent the understanding of the four key elements of combat by Crimson Saber warriors of all generations, namely: flexibility, offense, defense, and will.
Soshyan will defeat 10 representatives of the Council of Swords in this training hall to prove his ability to lead the broken Crimson Saber.
"who is the next?"
He turned around and turned his attention to the other Crimson Sabers gathered here, while his Terminator Guards also lined up on one side to watch.
"I come!"
A man jumped onto the gladiatorial cage with a roar, and Soshiyang immediately turned to the left to avoid a stabbing sword light.
Then he used his gauntlet to deflect the sword's edge, and with his other hand passed directly over the attacking weapon, pressing his fingers into the attacker's throat.
The soldier released his weapon as he was suffocated.
"Next time, remember to use some fake moves to cover up your intentions."
Soshiyang said with a smile, grabbing the opponent's neck firmly, and suddenly swept his leg to the opponent's heels, letting him fall down suddenly.
The warrior got up and jumped out of the gladiatorial cage in shame.
"It's too slow to go up one by one. You might as well come up with a few more."
"Okay! Then let's see your strength, Captain Soshiyang!"
The two brothers from the Council of Swords then jumped onto the gladiatorial cage with a roar, one of them holding a battle ax and the other holding a war hammer.
Soshyan finally pulled out his sword and faced the two opponents directly.
The two have a very high degree of tacit understanding. The hammer wielder keeps pressing Soshyan's position, while the ax wielder continues to strike quickly when Soshyan dodges.
Soon, Soshyan's armor had two deep cuts on the left sword and right arm.
In fact, the opponent is not without flaws, but Soshyan hopes to leave a deeper impression on the sabers, so he plans to "defeat ten with one force."
I saw him suddenly grabbing the falling warhammer. When the opponent was surprised, he snatched the warhammer away and then hit the original owner of the weapon, shattering his breastplate and knocking off the saber.
platform.
"Sorry, but everyone will get brand new power armor later."
Soshyan showed a victorious smile, bumped into the axe-wielding warrior and continued his battle.
He first used his sword to open the opponent's axe, then wrapped his arm around the opponent's shoulders and knocked the person to the ground. When the opponent struggled to get up, Soshyan's head hit the opponent's face hard like a hammer.
The soldier was still very stubborn and tried in vain to break free. The armored servo splattered with fragments under Soshyan's pressure.
It wasn't until Soshiyang lifted him up and threw him off the stage that he really gave up, spitting blood and throwing away his weapon.
Soshyan stood up, blood dripping from his face, but he just stretched his muscles freely.
Between the tightness and tightness, he could feel every muscle in his body, feeling so... fresh.
After becoming the chapter leader, it was a long time ago that he had hearty sparring with his blood brothers. Everyone... respected him too much, so they would always restrain their hands when doing it. This situation happened when he became
The situation will only get worse after becoming the Acting Legion Commander. Only people like Talos Thor can regularly spar with him.
But they... are not Soshyan's blood brothers after all.