But it seemed to work.
Arthur actually believed it.
Count Bran was overjoyed. Leaning close to Chen Yu, he lowered his voice and said, "Say a little more, sir."
Chen Yu thought for a moment, then said solemnly:
"Go, fearless knight!"
"In the name of nature, cleanse that defiled land and drive those Abyssal Spawn of hell back to where they belong. This is... the trial nature has bestowed upon you!"
The soul-fire beneath Arthur's helmet instantly erupted with an unprecedentedly blazing radiance! He abruptly rose to his feet, his rusted armor scraping together with a teeth-grating CLANG, and heavily slammed his right fist against the breastplate over his left chest, producing a dull thud.
"In the name and honor of a knight! I shall obey this mission! Cleanse the filth and drive out the Abyssal Spawn!"
"Good! Well said!"
Count Bran flew down onto Arthur's shoulder, chest puffed out and head held high.
"Mere Descendants of Demons—my wisdom alone will be enough to ensure you pass this trial."
"Squire, advance. Go destroy those damned demons trying to defile nature."
"Yes!"
Arthur felt more fired up than he had ever been in his life, as though exterminating demons had always been his duty.
He had found the meaning of his existence.
Sure enough, nature was guiding him!
Arthur did not waste another moment. He immediately turned, mounted his horse, and departed, preparing to head for the dungeon Chen Yu had mentioned.
From behind, Count Bran gave Chen Yu a look that said, "Well done."
As if to say, Sir, you're quite good at making things up too.
"He really left?"
Chen Yu stood atop the wall, watching the two dark figures gradually vanish into the thick mist.
He suddenly realized that this knight might really have come in search of