Chapter: 39. Identity
“Ah… It’s simply a disaster… a disaster!”
Days later, Miss Shaya, recalling her visit to the palace a few days ago, couldn’t help but let out this soft lament.
Thinking back, wasn’t it just a “disaster”?
Just think about it, originally this was supposed to be a performance related to the Holy Sword, Xialet was responsible for shining and flickering a couple of times, and that would be it.
But she just wouldn’t!
She just had a strong rebellious spirit!
Goodness, it was completely an act of releasing all her magic power in an instant!
You have to know that the magic of the Holy Sword was the basis for building the “Defensive Barrier” that spanned the entire border between the Demon Territory and the Human Kingdom a thousand years ago. What kind of scene does it create when that total amount of magic is fully unleashed in such a small area? It should be imaginable, right?
Alright, actually it’s hard to imagine. After all, the scene at that time was exceptionally chaotic.
Let’s put it this way.
The soldiers guarding outside the castle saw that golden beam of light breaking through the castle’s top, and thought someone was trying to assassinate the king. They quickly reacted and rushed into the castle, but not a single one could find the throne.
Because… inside the castle, the entire visible area was a vast ocean of gold…
Not only could they not determine the direction, but even seeing other soldiers standing a bit farther away was impossible.
Aside from that golden beam that destroyed the castle’s top, the rest of the magic power seemed to be just for display and did not include any attacking magic.
According to a soldier who later participated in the guarding, he said the scene he saw at that time… was truly sacred.
He would probably never forget it in his life.
The originally urgent soldiers were stunned by the rolling ocean of gold, convinced that the divine presence had arrived and knelt down one after another.
In this situation, the soldier was also emotionally affected, dropping his spear and kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face.
God… if you are really here, please tell me, tell me, why did my wife run off with someone else?! Why am I still just a guard at the castle gate after standing watch for twenty years?!
This question, even the divinity couldn’t answer him.
After all, he had already revealed the answer himself.
His second question was probably the answer to the first.
As the root cause of the incident.
Princess Xue Fei stood at the center of the light.
Seeing the situation was about to get increasingly troublesome, she attempted to persuade Xialet, who was “boiling with blood, contributing magic, and honoring her mother,” but the persuasion had no effect.
Xialet believed that her filial piety was limitless! She even thought that Princess Xue Fei was caring for her by asking her to stop, so she became even more reckless!
Well, there was no going back.
Sometimes, you really have to take a tough approach.
In a very small area, at the surface of the Holy Sword, a hint of dark light appeared at the position of Xue Fei’s palm.
That dark light was initially just a small patch.
However, in an instant! A dark purple conical magic domain, more magnificent than the soaring golden beam, instantaneously covered all the gold, as if dragging the entire capital city from day into night in an instant.
However, this process was indeed too short; to the naked eye, it looked like the golden beam had dissipated on its own.
But Xiya, at such a close distance, could clearly see that Xue Fei had forcibly suppressed the Holy Sword’s rampancy with magic power, and Xialet inside the Holy Sword had gone completely silent—presumably knocked unconscious by Xue Fei’s magic.
Xue Fei remembered that when she completed the suppression of Xialet’s “filial piety,” the state of the castle she saw was a sight to behold.
Even if you raised a hundred big dogs to tear down a house, you probably wouldn’t reach this level of destruction.
The Crystal Palace had basically turned into a Shattered Crystal Palace.
The closed and solemn palace dome had become open-air, allowing one to gaze at the starry sky in the future.
Ah… although the process was a bit tortuous, the result still confirmed its validity, right?
Just as Miss Shaya happily lifted the Holy Sword, planning to ask the king if he acknowledged that the Holy Sword could resonate with her!
You just have to say if you’re convinced or not!
What happened next, which surprised both Xue Fei and Xiya, occurred atop the severely damaged throne.
His Majesty the King…
Actually knelt down just like the soldiers!
Moreover, he kept muttering phrases like “God… God… please bless the kingdom…” with such devotion.
It seemed that it was probably the first time he had ever encountered “a divine presence.”
Princess Livra was so frightened that she sat on the ground in a duck-like position, looking quite elegant in comparison.
What about Prime Minister Philex?
Later, when the soldiers were cleaning up the broken bricks and tiles of the castle, they found the fainted Prime Minister by the exit pillar of the council chamber. From his upside-down, awkward position and his still terrified expression, it seemed he had bumped into a big pillar while running away, knocking himself unconscious, and he had also lost a front tooth.
In summary, Miss Shaya successfully gained the king’s recognition, securing a basic identity to stand in the Human Race. Truly a cause for celebration!
Well, of course, after returning home, Xue Fei pulled Xialet’s ear and gave her a good beating. The blue-haired Loli curled up in the corner, trembling, expressing gratitude for the world’s gifts, showing that she was quite optimistic and not afraid of Xue Fei’s iron fist.
And now, let’s return to this moment.
Miss Shaya was sitting on a bench at the Kingdom Knight Corps’ training ground.
She was wearing a light blue dress and swinging her little feet that couldn’t touch the ground. The brown short boots on her feet were just bought for her by Xiya, which she liked very much.
As for why she was goofing off in the knight corps training ground now?
It had to do with that day when she was about to leave the palace, the king granted Shaya the status of “Kingdom Trial Knight.”
Although the king was terrified, he still managed to maintain his thinking.
In the case of someone like Miss Shaya, protected by a divine presence, being able to unleash the magic power of the Holy Sword to such an extent… the king even felt it wasn’t unreasonable to consider her a divine messenger…!
After all, having witnessed such a scene, his mindset had completely changed; the king’s perspective was broadened and elevated.
Miss Shaya’s ability was so rare that she was a person the kingdom had to protect. However, Shaya expressed her desire for freedom, not wanting anyone to follow her except the Hero.
The Hero, of course, was the most reliable guardian, so the king gave Shaya such an identity, allowing her to stay beside the Hero under legitimate grounds.
When she didn’t have an identity, she was rather conspicuous. A girl of unknown origin beside a figure like the Hero would naturally draw attention, presenting a potential danger.
But with an identity, it was a different story—she was a trial knight learning beside the Hero.
No one would be wary of a young knight.
In the kingdom, the strong helped the weak to become stronger, which was also a good tradition, quite normal.
At first, Xue Fei found it troublesome and wanted to refuse, but the king said she didn’t have to follow the knight corps training. It was just a status, nothing more.
Most importantly, the king promised Miss Shaya that she could receive a generous salary from the knight corps every month!
Why didn’t you say that earlier!
Miss Shaya suddenly saw the light and accepted happily.
To goof off and earn money—if she didn’t do that, wouldn’t that make her a fool?
Thus, at that moment, Shaya was at the knight corps to goof off.
In fact, she didn’t even need to goof off; she could just stay home. But Xiya said that as part of the Hero’s duties, she had to occasionally come to the knight corps to offer some guidance and suggestions to the knights of the kingdom.
Xue Fei thought about how she had nothing to do at home, so she conveniently decided to follow Xiya over to see.
She originally thought that so-called guidance and suggestions would definitely be some boring lectures.
As it turned out… it really wasn’t that simple!
Shaya’s little head followed the flashes of blades and swords as they slowly spun.
Are you sure this is called guidance and suggestions?!
Xiya, you’re just here to give those poor knight corps members a beating!
Xiya was incredibly cool in battle; she was practically a battle goddess.
Holding merely a thin bamboo pole lightly.
While dozens of fully armed knights tried to shake her from firmly standing in place, they simply couldn’t.
Xiya’s combat was elegant enough; the bamboo pole in her hands seemed to possess spirit, twisting and leaping with power from her fingertips, changing forms endlessly as her skill elegantly parried all incoming blades, making them clang against the stone wall before falling to the ground.
With a quick motion, that ordinary bamboo pole effortlessly toppled impressive knights.
Yet the knights’ blades couldn’t even cut off a single strand of Xiya’s golden hair.
Perhaps thinking such training was meaningless, Xiya lightly drew a straight line with the bamboo pole in midair, which instantaneously transformed into a fierce storm. Even when the knights, well-trained, promptly raised their shields to defend, they couldn’t stop the outcome of being blown several meters away along with their shields.
Most of these knights were new recruits in the Kingdom Knight Corps, needing guidance. They were probably around the fourth to fifth tiers; in civilian life, they could dominate a village or even a small town.
Yet the gap between them and the tenth tier was all too evident.
The knight corps’ selection was based on strength, and there were indeed some female knights among them.
The knights struggled to get up from the ground in groups, either picking up their helmets or raising their shields, dazed and disoriented.
“Wow, I could have died from that… Does the Hero have some anger today… why is she hitting so hard?”
“I don’t know… don’t we usually do practical training in groups? Suddenly making everyone go against her today… I thought we had a chance, but turns out we really can’t win.”
“Are you kidding? The Hero is playing around? They haven’t even taken out the Holy Sword.”
“That’s just ridiculous.”
The knights’ complaints and praises went unheard by Xiya.
She was a serious person; since the Hero had the duty of teaching newcomers to become stronger, she previously did her duty diligently.
But today…
Xiya’s peripheral vision kept discreetly glancing at the little figure sitting on the bench.
She had to admit, there was some personal motivation behind today’s training.
Ugh… Wanting to perform well in front of someone you like is a perfectly normal thought, right?!
Of course, it would help the knight corps train and also count as work.
But which was more important… that probably goes without saying.
Seeing dimly, Xiya couldn’t hold back her excitement, looking for an opportunity to quickly turn towards Shaya!
But then…
“Uh…”
She saw Shaya bouncing down from the bench, running with her hands raised high.
Upon closer look… she was catching butterflies!
Shaya!!
Tsk… that pesky butterfly, why did it have to come at this time…!
Before long, Miss Shaya came back with the butterfly, sitting upright and obediently back on the bench.
Xiya Light recalled her disappointment, immediately adopting a serious expression as she raised her bamboo pole again.
—Pointing directly at the knights who had just managed to get up from the ground.
“Training, let’s do it again, be prepared.”
“““Eh?!!”””
