Chapter 1037 Tribune
Blade of Caledor?
On the flashy sterling silver plate that Davian held up, there was a helmet with a black dragon spreading its wings carved on the top, making Oliveira swallow her saliva subconsciously.
There was no mistaking the fact that the black dragon on his helmet was the prototype of Minas Nir.
This meant two things. From now on, he was protected by Imric and Minas Nir respectively, and no one dared to touch his head.
Oliveira wanted to accept it, but the title was too scary. The blade that claimed to be the Dragon Lord already seemed to be transgressing. Its real blade was the Champion Warrior.
And now that I have become the kingdom's sharp blade, can I take on this important responsibility...
"Your Highness, I am a lucky person. It is precisely because I know my luck that I understand the value of fate. This honor makes me excited.
But there is someone in Caledor who is more deserving of this honor than me. In terms of military honors and strength alone, I am not worthy of the title of Blade of Caledor. "
"Yes, but it is precisely because you are such a lucky person that I will give you such a high honor. Ever since you killed Lord Annihilation by luck, many people have questioned your honor behind your back.
But every time, the result makes me satisfied in the end. The Blade of Caledor will be a new title of honor for generations to come, and I believe you'll be a good place to start. "
Whether you accept it or not is not Oliveira's business. When he saw the fearless man and wanted to persuade him, Imrik was a little impatient and waved his hand to shut him up. It is not easy to support a civilian representative with all your efforts. If you refuse, who will Dare to try to gain greater honor.
"Phyllis."
The maid also held a sterling silver plate with a new medal on it.
In order to highlight the lofty status of the Blade of Caledor, Imric did not hesitate to use the fire dragon that symbolized the kingdom as the prototype to design the emblem.
An orange-red fire dragon holding a sword, with a mountain as its base, and many subtle ancient elven inscriptions engraved on the edge of the badge.
The medal is protected by divine power, making it completely immune to fire attacks and giving it the energy and senses like a dragon.
After being forced to hang the medal on his chest by the maid, Oliveira giggled. The result of a hundred years of hard work was the highest honor. How could he not be moved?
But it is only a material reward, and it is by no means the true meaning of the Blade of Caledor. The prince also gave it a unique political status.
"The Blade of Caledor will be given the title of a member of the Honorary Council of Nobles and will be granted the position of tribune by the palace. If the issues in the Council of Nobles are harmful to the common people, they can veto them."
Now Oliveira was completely shocked, a tribune with veto power? This is breaking ground on the heads of the nobles.
However, Edgar, as the representative of the conservative forces, did not express any objection. Instead, he looked at the new tribune wearing the medal with a look of joy, which gave Oliveira a headache.
He is a warrior, a duelist so pure that he was chosen by Edreze, and his political acumen is comparable to that of a paramecium.
Oliveira wanted to ask about the specific responsibilities of the tribunes, but Imrik did not give him much time. "This matter will be left for now. We will discuss the responsibilities of the tribunes later. Let's resolve the war first. You can go back for the time being." Stay under Masnow's command, and after Ulthuan returns to stability, I will give a satisfactory answer to the loyal and dedicated soldiers."
Seeing that the matter regarding Oliveira was settled, Imric turned and nodded to the waiting Vaal Priest Juan. The Blade of Caledor needed a unique set of equipment to show its status and be passed down to this era.
This title symbolizes that no matter how ordinary Assur is, he can have a place in the court after going through many hardships.
The maid retreated with the Blade of Caledor, and the next thing the palace had to discuss was to find a suitable time to launch a general attack.
Before launching the general attack, Phyllis needs to announce the birth of the Kingdom Blade to Ulthuan and tell Oliveira how to boost morale.
Walking into the corridor of the palace, Phyllis led the way humbly as a servant, and her tone of voice when walking side by side was filled with surprise and admiration.
"Your Excellency Oliveira, when I first learned that you received the name of Fearless Blade from His Highness, I honestly had some doubts. Thousands of years of history have always warned us that the Dragon Prince is the backbone of Caledor.
But I'm glad my suspicions were wrong. The honors you've received over the past century are enough to prove your worth as a Blade of Caledor. "
"Phyllis..." Oliveira hesitated for a long time, thinking that his old boss seemed to have said the identity of His Highness's maid. Because he had been fighting abroad for many years, his aristocratic genealogy was very poor.
Wait, she seems to be Mr. Randy's granddaughter... He immediately understood what to call her, and said seriously,
"Ms. Phyllis, this honor excites me, but I also understand that it is a great responsibility. Unlike the champion warriors, Lord Masnow commanding the army is far more important than fighting on the front line. I am not very proficient in command and strategy.
The only way to deserve the name of a sharp blade is to fight on the front lines, inspiring every warrior in the name of Caledor and bringing death to the enemy. "
Phyllis's smile was even wider. Sure enough, the person who could receive such an honor had already understood his mission.
She conducted many investigations into Oliveira, and without exception they were all about luck, loyalty and bravery.
"I respect your awareness. If you have the opportunity in the future, please come to the Bernard family. I believe that as the Blade of Caledor and the tribune, you and Bernard must have many common topics."
Oliveira responded to the aristocratic leader's overtures, saying that he didn't know much about many things in the Caledo Noble Council, and he hoped to help him more when he fulfilled his duties as a tribune in the future.
Although Phyllis understood that the tribune was actually the palace's spy in the noble council, and that the basis of its power was the prince, she still agreed.
As Caledor's cake grows bigger and bigger, the conflicts of interest between commoners and nobles can be completely ignored. The two sides are not antagonistic.
After arriving at a corner, Phyllis bowed slightly and said, "Priest Val will accompany you next. I still need to prepare the palace matters before the prince's expedition. It is difficult for me to continue accompanying you. We apologize for any inconvenience."
"Your respective duties, Ms. Phyllis."
After saying goodbye, Oliveira walked into the unfamiliar courtyard. Although he had visited the palace many times, this building complex was too huge. In terms of area and safety, it was similar to a medium-sized military fortress.
Although I am very unfamiliar with the surrounding environment, fortunately there are benches to sit on, otherwise I would have to stand and wait.
More than ten minutes later, subtle footsteps caught Oliveira's attention, waking her up from a slightly tired sleep state. After fighting for a whole day, even with the power of Edreze, her spirit was inevitably a little tired.
"If you want to sleep, just sleep a little longer. We still have some time, Oliveira." (End of Chapter)