Chapter 1353 No Promises Required

"I have a proposal, Your Excellency Rosettina."

The proud elf didn't even raise his head to look at Kurt, always focusing on the reading material in his hand.

The elves certainly understood Imperial Tongue, but clearly didn't want to appear to understand the monkey's language.

Kurt tilted his head, motioning for the translator to come over and speak.

"I have a proposal, Lord Rosettina (Elvish)."

"I also have a suggestion, get out of my territory (palace elven language)."

As a translator, the knight shrugged. He was only in his early thirties, and it was already difficult to translate the common Elvish language without any problems. How could he have the energy to study the court Elvish language with a more complex grammatical structure.

Kurt raised his hand to signal the knight to retreat, and walked around the cell, which was only twenty square meters, with great interest. From the placed bed, quilt, seats, bookcases, bathtub and other objects, there were often signs of movement.

In particular, most of the classics on the bookcases had a faint smell of ink. Apparently, someone would replace them for Rosettina every once in a while.

Except for the shabby utensils, this didn't look like a prison at all, but more like an ascetic cell.

Is this not a prison sentence but more of a protection?

Kurt had an idea in his mind. He moved to the edge of the cell and looked at the mine pit covered with steel thorns at the bottom.

"I have a proposal on how to clear your grievances and regain the honor of the nobility."

Rosetina was unmoved, and only the slightly twitching pointed ears showed that he was indeed listening to Kurt.

"This time I came with Emperor Franz and was invited by Prince Caledor to visit various parts of the Dragon Kingdom... Your prince also hinted that I can freely find suitable candidates from prison."

"You should go to Nagareth, not Caledor. Monkeys and Druchi are more suitable... This is the country of bravery and honor, not conspiracy and weakness."

The knight translated the above conversation truthfully. He could see that the Phoenix King and his group of elves were quite normal and open-minded. The reason why His Majesty the Emperor was not received by the nobles was probably because most of them were like Rosettina.

"But a monkey is also brave enough to wield a club instead of using a discarded steel awl as a sword... Think about it, Mr. Rosettina.

This cooperation must have the support of the Phoenix King. Do you want to bow down and apologize to the innocent sacrifices of mankind, or do you want to show loyalty with greater achievements, repay your pride, and fulfill your responsibility to the monarch? "

Rosetina was obviously moved, but still maintained his pride: "You are not the emperor of the empire, so you cannot promise this achievement."

"So does achievement require a promise? When Caledor Dragon Tamer was a student, did he ever think that one day he would save the world? When did His Majesty Imrik, who experienced the pain of losing his brother a thousand years ago, ever think that he could conquer the Witch King's army? Expulsion, His Majesty Imrik, who was experiencing the pain of losing his father, once thought of ending the elven division and becoming the greatest Phoenix King."

Kurt knew the inner thoughts of the warriors. Warriors who were not good at words would always be attracted by greatness and ideals, because they knew very well that the price required for all this was silence.

"Kurt Heilberg, you are more interesting than I expected..." Rosettina put away the books, stood up silently, and stretched out his hand to the knight translator.

"sword."

Kurt asked the knight to hand over his sword, and he knew the price of getting the warrior's help.

Go prove yourself, prove you're worthy of letting them wield a sword.

Marshal Rick pulled out his long sword with great tacit understanding and stood at the end without wall protection. This made Rosetina raise the corner of his mouth: "You should have read my records. You must know... where you are, it is very likely that you will be replaced." An unnecessary misunderstanding between the two countries.”

"Of course, but I always have to prove my courage. The empire has no retreat, just like mine now. Going forward is a powerful enemy, and going backward is a dead end."

The sword cut through the air and reached Kurt's face. The sword in Rosettina's hand was like an extension of her body, thrust out at a distance that violated Marshal Rick's common sense. The gleam of light on the sword just pierced the darkness. A ray of dawn, but what brings the enemy is dusk.

Can't hide...

Kurt's heart sank, and he chose to fight in a more violent way. This was not a life and death fight, but a battle of faith, which made Rosettina recognize the empire's determination.

The marshal raised his hands high, his body sank, and thunder struck down like a bolt from the blue, pointing directly at the sword light that brought dusk.

Unbiased, the marshal's sword struck Rosetina's sword. Kurt used his incomparable faith and determination to ignore the iron filings piercing his cheek, and kept sinking the force, steel to steel. The duel between them ended with most of the sword in Rosettina's hand being chopped off.

"Yes, you have a warrior's heart..." The sword turned into an iron bar and was thrown to Knight Rick by Rosettina. He walked to the closet and took out a brand new robe: "Previous agreement, I will not bow to your emperor, nor will I bow to anyone from the empire. Everything I do is to restore the honor of my family and the trust of the two Caledors."

"Of course. I don't expect a dragon prince to surrender to the empire. It is a great honor to get help."

Rosettina nodded and signaled the knight interpreter to hand him the roster.

While Kurt was tending to the injury to his cheek, Rosetina sat on the bed and thought about the people on the roster, asking questions from time to time.

"Gravekeeper, why is this Milton not dead yet? I remember him..."

"He was bewitched by the followers of Slaanesh and committed some unforgivable sins with his mother... His Majesty's idea is to execute him directly and use him as an example to let the people of Ulthuan know the punishment for colluding with Chaos.

But the prince thinks..."

"Okay, damn empathy again."

After shaking his head, Rosetina pointed out a few people: "Duwa, a forbidden mage who researched the technology of flesh rune transformation without authorization; Orlando, a genius siege master who accidentally blew up several human monkeys..."

"Siege master?"

Rosetina nodded and repeated: "Siege master, a newly emerging profession, their only pursuit is to forge giant weapons that can destroy cities instantly."

"It's a bit exaggerated."

Kurt couldn't believe that this happened, but thinking about the situation of Karak Dreadnought, it seemed possible.

"He is a madman, even by the standards of Caledonian technicians.

But he still knows a lot..."

The gravekeeper coughed twice and asked Rosetina to be careful with his words: "Sir, Orlando has a lot of confidential Caledonian technologies and some intelligence that cannot be mentioned to the public. Please be aware of your identity."

"I am just a criminal. You should die earlier instead of wearing this black robe."

Rossetina cursed and finally did not say who Orlando was, but he was willing to take Kurt to the third floor to see this crazy scholar. (End of this chapter)