Chapter 780 Return to Homeland

It is always full of emotion to step on the homeland after a long absence.

The people who followed Yang Hui back to the native land of Bunitaliya, in addition to Yang Hui himself and Regeni Regeta, Fujido Jingshiro's heart was full of expectations. They were looking forward to the world's most powerful country, the land that gave birth to people like Yang Hui, what difference would there be from his hometown.

There are also Jeremiah and others. When each of them left here, they were full of dissatisfaction. Some of them were looked down upon by small nobles, some were excluded civilians, some were marginalized branches, some were abandoned orphans, and some were illegitimate daughters who could not be mentioned.

But at this moment, they returned to the imperial capital of Bunitaliya with full glory, and washed away the lead, and no longer longed for everything they once desired.

They now have only one identity, the twelve zodiacs of the [Nightmare] Knight, the most powerful knight under Yang Hui, and the sharpest sword.

After getting off the plane, Yang Hui led the way wearing a black cape with a golden nightmare embroidered on it. The others also wore the same cape, but the colors of the nightmares were different.

"His Highness Yang Hui, congratulations on your triumphant return." Bismarck led the present Knights of the Round Table to pay a serious tribute to Yang Hui, including Luciano Brandelli who took the initiative to walk into the team after getting off the plane with Yang Hui and the others.

"Please welcome the Knights of the Round Table, Bismarck."

"It is our honor, His Highness Yang Hui, you and everyone present are also qualified for this honor."

"Well, let's go."

"Yes, your highness."

Except for Yang Hui and Regeni Regeta who followed Bismarck to sit in the central car, the others dispersed and got into a car under the leadership of the Knights of the Round Table.

"It's really solemn, Bismarck. In my impression, this is the first time that the Knights of the Round Table have arrived so neatly." In the car, Yang Hui said jokingly.

"Your Highness, a brave knight naturally needs the highest standard of treatment..."

"Okay, okay." Yang Hui waved his hand and interrupted Bismarck, with a slightly disdainful expression, "Can you please use this kind of words to fool those young people who are just starting out?"

"... Your Highness, you know that several Knights of the Round Table are old and it's time for them to retire."

"So? You plan to poach my people? This is something that even the old man can't do." Yang Hui said to Bismarck in a slightly questioning tone.

"The Knights of the Round Table are the sharpest sword and the strongest shield in the hands of His Majesty. Every Knight of the Round Table must be the most powerful and loyal knight in the empire, so..."

"Hehe, the most loyal? To whom? To him? Or to Bunitaliya?"

"To be loyal to His Majesty is to be loyal to Bunitaliya."

"Okay, Bismarck, you don't have to flatter him in front of me. He can't hear it, and I don't like to hear it. You should know it very well." Yang Hui interrupted Bismarck again to stop this loyal dog from praising his master.

"Yes, your highness."

Bismarck really couldn't accept Yang Hui's attitude towards Charles DI Bunitallia, but his master didn't say anything. As a loyal dog, he could only accept and get used to it, but this didn't mean that Bismarck didn't have any resentment in his heart.

But at the same time, he was really optimistic about Prince Yang Hui. His achievements had surpassed all the existing princes and princesses. In his opinion, if Yang Hui was the one who could inherit the throne of Bunitallia, then the Bunitallia Empire would be even stronger. Under Yang Hui's leadership, the Holy Bunitallia Empire would not only continue to rank at the top of the world, but it would not be impossible to conquer the world.

It was precisely because he was caught between the two completely opposite emotions of dissatisfaction and appreciation that Bismarck's feelings towards Yang Hui were very complicated.

"Bismarck, if you want to recommend them as Knights of the Round Table, I won't stop you." Yang Hui said to Bismarck.

"This... Your Highness Yang Hui, what are you doing..." Bismarck was very surprised. In his opinion, Yang Hui would not allow his carefully trained men to leave him, but he was surprised and pleasantly surprised, because without Yang Hui's secret obstruction, he had greater confidence to recruit several powerful Knights of the Round Table.

"But, there is one thing, you'd better convey it to others, Bismarck." Here comes the "but" that Bismarck expected. Yang Hui raised a finger, his tone was very serious, and people could faintly feel the murderous intent, "You can persuade them, that's your ability, I won't let them go, but if someone secretly plays tricks and plans to kill first and report later, don't blame me for not following the rules."

"This... Your Highness, you plan to..."

"Many people died in my hands, all kinds of people, but the Knights of the Round Table... just collect stamps."

Bismarck was horrified and wanted to scold Yang Hui for such crazy words. The Knights of the Round Table were the personal guards of Charles DI Bunitalia. Let alone killing them, even the words just now would be qualified to be judged as treason.

But no matter how much he scolded, it was stuck in Bismarck's throat and he couldn't say it out.

Because Yang Hui was smiling, holding the side of his face with one hand, tilting his head and smiling at Bismarck. It was a very sunny smile, as soft and warm as the warm sun in early spring, but in Bismarck's eyes, it was as cold as ice. , Yang Hui's side was not the vitality of early spring, but the Asura Hell. The strong murderous aura turned into reality. Not only did it turn into a blood-colored coat draped on his shoulders, but there were also countless innocent souls surrounding Yang Hui. The hollow eyes were staring at him, and the corners of his blood-soaked mouth were grinning.

"Bismarck, what's wrong with you?"

The magnetic call and Yang Hui's voice woke up Bismarck. In the blink of an eye, Shura Hell disappeared immediately. If it weren't for the cold sweat trembling all over his body, he would have doubted whether what just happened really happened.

"Your Majesty... Your Highness... just... just now..."

"What happened just now?"

"No...nothing." Bismarck saw that Yang Hui still had a smile on his face and immediately shook his head. Even though he was also a battle-experienced warrior and the first Knight of the Round Table in Bunitalia, he still had not faced the Shura Hell directly. courage.

"Bismarck, you should also pay attention to your health. Look at you, you are sweating so badly."

"Thank you... thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Not long after, the motorcade drove into the palace and stopped. Everyone got out of the car. Yang Hui led the twelve zodiacs towards the palace hall. But before raising his feet, he turned his head and said to Bismarck: "By the way, what you just said, don't Forget it, Bismarck.”

"Ye...Yes, your highness." Bismarck agreed immediately. The bloody fantasy of Shura Hell has not left his mind for a long time. He wished that Yang Hui's warning could be engraved in his mind, otherwise he would accidentally forget it. Already...

He knew that Yang Hui could really do it!

After Yang Hui led the people into the palace hall, Bismarck breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Lord Bismarck, what's wrong with you?" Dorothea Ernst, the fourth Knight of the Round Table, asked. Others were also concerned about Bismarck's status. After all, Bismarck was different from them. The reason why Bismarck became the first Knight of the Round Table was because Not only his strength, but also his absolute loyalty to Charles DI Bunitaria.

Before Charles DI Bunitaria came to the throne, there was a serious rebellion within the empire. At that time, the entire Knights of the Round Table, except for Bismarck and [Marianna the Shining], all rebelled. It was Bismarck and Mariana who protected Charles. DI Bunitalia, helped him ascend to the throne.

Of the two of them, one became Charles DI Bunitalia's favorite concubine, and the other became Charles DI Bunitalia's most trusted knight.

To put it bluntly, before Charles DI Bunitaria abdicated, Bismarck's first Knight of the Round Table was unshakable.

"Nothing." Bismarck shook his head. Even if he told about the hallucination he saw in the car, no one would believe it, so he directly asked them the result of their plan, "What was the result?"

The expressions of the knights of the Round Table darkened immediately after hearing this, and they knew without even having to answer that the result did not meet expectations.

"Lord Bismarck, they are so disrespectful! These are the Knights of the Round Table, and they actually refused without giving any face." An old Knight of the Round Table cursed dissatisfiedly.

"That's right! I understand their loyalty to His Highness Yang Hui, but how can His Highness Yang Hui be more important than His Majesty the Emperor's safety?" Another old Knight of the Round Table added.

Then everyone began to complain about their dissatisfaction and anger. They became Knights of the Round Table, but they valued their status as Knights of the Round Table more than anything else.

Of course, except for one person, that is Luciano Brandelli.

When he was in [ELEVEN], he was severely taught a lesson by Yang Hui. With his flamboyant personality, he learned to be forbearing and deeply hid the viciousness in his eyes.

"Okay, I know everything. You don't need to be too excited. Most of them are young people. It is also the empire's luck to have the current strength at such a young age. Young people, it is normal to be young and energetic. I guess they will still be able to After staying in the imperial capital for a few days, you can walk around more and give me some advice. "

"Lord Bismarck, I think since they are so ignorant of praise, we might as well forget it. It's good that they are excellent, but they are not the only outstanding young people in the empire!" A Knight of the Round Table said unhappily.

"Be patient and give more opportunities to outstanding young people. You have to admit that they are indeed the best successors."

"His Royal Highness Bismarck, let's cut it off first and then recommend them directly to His Majesty. As long as His Majesty agrees, they can't do anything no matter how reluctant they are..."

"Absolutely not!" Bismarck interrupted immediately before the Knight of the Round Table could finish his words, and his expression was a little nervous, even panicked.

"Lord Bismarck?" The Knights of the Round Table were puzzled.

"Ahem, if you can, just do it. If it doesn't work, forget it. Don't be clever. Even if you can keep them, the Knights of the Round Table will be full of contradictions and will not be able to unite to protect His Majesty's safety." Bismarck thought about the appropriate solution. Speech, said to everyone.

"This... we understand."

"Remember, try your best to persuade, and give up if it doesn't work. You must never make any arbitrary decisions. Do you understand?" Bismarck said sternly.

"Yes, my lord."