As Prince Victor continued to enjoy the developing scenery, passing through the smaller and recently propped up villages. A certain pack of beasts encroached upon their group. Hyenas that were as big as a lion charged out of the foliage. No longer caring for their slow approach. The humans were reaching the next town which was well defended, it was now or never.
Robin was the first to notice, immediately jumping off her horse with a vault. Robin within her single vault from her vantage point managed to fire off [All in One] twice before landing. The 26 astral projectiles flew true, slamming into a few and immediately snuffing their lives.
The templars who were quicker to comprehend their situation fired their own volley of [Loha's Mace]. Large golden war hammers spun wildly, slamming into the hyena's proximity.
The smaller child-hyenas were quickly shot out one after the other by Chloe's archery.
10 Holy swords hovered above Robin, as she quickly surveyed the proximity and ensuring the beasts were all truly dead. With [Winged Foot] she performed her tasks extremely swiftly.
All in all, it was an extremely quick battle. As Robin remounted her steed. Victor ordered his templars to retrieve the smaller beasts. As they'd pass through the next town, they'd report the location to the local adventurers guild. Who'd then perform a relatively simple retrieval quest. The spare meat would go to feeding the population and no doubt, Victor's name would begin to resurface within society.
It was a small step. However, it seemed Victor finally had some inclination towards performing good for his people, and not at the costs of another kingdom.
Whilst Victor was thinking about his people. Istvan was greatly astonished by Robin's swift performance. Her battle style was completely absurd. Dancing, spinning and jumping around to fire her skills. He inspected her closely, her glistening silver hair. Her uniform that snuggly hugged her figure. A strong and confidence gaze.
"She's a noble! She should've announced herself properly. Only a noble could use such powerful spells!"
This was partly true. Only the high nobility were privy to the information and resources to obtaining and utilizing spells and skills. And after them, were the loyal Royal Guard and Paladin Corps, who would only receive such grace after proving themselves worthy through years of military service.
His eyes shot back to Robin. He knew for a fact she was never in the Royal Guard or Victor's personal corps. Hence, he figured she was a noble.
"If I would ever settle down and marry. It would definitely be with an exceptional woman like her!"
The more he observed, the more he found that her appearance, grace and demeanour were truly worthy of a man such as himself. She wasn't one of those stuck up and entitled noble-ladies who sat around in dresses drinking tea. Talking and discussing the affairs of the world as if they knew better than the men who actually experience and live through such events.
"I shall perform my utmost. Perhaps Prince Victor would assist me by arranging her hand in marriage? I'm sure a prince still outranks a duke right?"
Whilst Istvan entertained ideas of siring offspring with Robin. Another templar riding along was remembering the war reports he had read. Within his mind, he now believed to have figured out the true fighting force behind Duke Asai Trichia. "Robin must be why Asai came back without a scratch, and being dubbed the undefeated hero of humanity. It's all a lie! The duke has been stealing his vassal's achievements! Fuck, who do I tell this injustice to?" The man's glance went towards Istvan.
His position didn't exactly afford him the chance to simply walk up to the prince and speak his mind. He had to adhere to the proper protocol and hierarchy. Lest he desired to skip his direct manager, Istvan. Disrespecting him in the process.
Thus, later that night. A new misunderstanding would surface. Istvan, in his desires to save the dainty girl Robin, will endeavour to unravel the truth behind Duke Trichia's unbelievably fast ascension to power.
If he managed to save her from the shadows of such a vile man. She'd surely fall in love with him right?
Then, the offspring she'd produce and raise for him, he had no doubts they'd all be incredibly beautiful and strong.
Robin wasn't sure why, but for the duration she had to guard the prince. She constantly had goose bumps crawling all over her body.
As Prince Victor continued to enjoy the developing scenery, passing through the smaller and recently propped up villages. A certain pack of beasts encroached upon their group. Hyenas that were as big as a lion charged out of the foliage. No longer caring for their slow approach. The humans were reaching the next town which was well defended, it was now or never.
Robin was the first to notice, immediately jumping off her horse with a vault. Robin within her single vault from her vantage point managed to fire off [All in One] twice before landing. The 26 astral projectiles flew true, slamming into a few and immediately snuffing their lives.
The templars who were quicker to comprehend their situation fired their own volley of [Loha's Mace]. Large golden war hammers spun wildly, slamming into the hyena's proximity.
The smaller child-hyenas were quickly shot out one after the other by Chloe's archery.
10 Holy swords hovered above Robin, as she quickly surveyed the proximity and ensuring the beasts were all truly dead. With [Winged Foot] she performed her tasks extremely swiftly.
All in all, it was an extremely quick battle. As Robin remounted her steed. Victor ordered his templars to retrieve the smaller beasts. As they'd pass through the next town, they'd report the location to the local adventurers guild. Who'd then perform a relatively simple retrieval quest. The spare meat would go to feeding the population and no doubt, Victor's name would begin to resurface within society.
It was a small step. However, it seemed Victor finally had some inclination towards performing good for his people, and not at the costs of another kingdom.
Whilst Victor was thinking about his people. Istvan was greatly astonished by Robin's swift performance. Her battle style was completely absurd. Dancing, spinning and jumping around to fire her skills. He inspected her closely, her glistening silver hair. Her uniform that snuggly hugged her figure. A strong and confidence gaze.
"She's a noble! She should've announced herself properly. Only a noble could use such powerful spells!"
This was partly true. Only the high nobility were privy to the information and resources to obtaining and utilizing spells and skills. And after them, were the loyal Royal Guard and Paladin Corps, who would only receive such grace after proving themselves worthy through years of military service.
His eyes shot back to Robin. He knew for a fact she was never in the Royal Guard or Victor's personal corps. Hence, he figured she was a noble.
"If I would ever settle down and marry. It would definitely be with an exceptional woman like her!"
The more he observed, the more he found that her appearance, grace and demeanour were truly worthy of a man such as himself. She wasn't one of those stuck up and entitled noble-ladies who sat around in dresses drinking tea. Talking and discussing the affairs of the world as if they knew better than the men who actually experience and live through such events.
"I shall perform my utmost. Perhaps Prince Victor would assist me by arranging her hand in marriage? I'm sure a prince still outranks a duke right?"
Whilst Istvan entertained ideas of siring offspring with Robin. Another templar riding along was remembering the war reports he had read. Within his mind, he now believed to have figured out the true fighting force behind Duke Asai Trichia. "Robin must be why Asai came back without a scratch, and being dubbed the undefeated hero of humanity. It's all a lie! The duke has been stealing his vassal's achievements! Fuck, who do I tell this injustice to?" The man's glance went towards Istvan.
His position didn't exactly afford him the chance to simply walk up to the prince and speak his mind. He had to adhere to the proper protocol and hierarchy. Lest he desired to skip his direct manager, Istvan. Disrespecting him in the process.
Thus, later that night. A new misunderstanding would surface. Istvan, in his desires to save the dainty girl Robin, will endeavour to unravel the truth behind Duke Trichia's unbelievably fast ascension to power.
If he managed to save her from the shadows of such a vile man. She'd surely fall in love with him right?
Then, the offspring she'd produce and raise for him, he had no doubts they'd all be incredibly beautiful and strong.
Robin wasn't sure why, but for the duration she had to guard the prince. She constantly had goose bumps crawling all over her body.
