Way of Overlord
Chapter 259: Nights Filled With Words

Chapter 259: Nights Filled With Words

The spear is like a dragon, concealing itself among the clouds, and when it appears, it would come attacking swiftly

Aeryon could not help but feel like this as he saw Burchu shows more and more moves.

The more he moves, the more the wind around him picked up and spirals around him and his spear.

The theory is boundless and the method is profound.

"If there is an opponent against him, with this kind of spear technique, he could counter and could attack easily, his attack would be hard to be seen and even harder to defend. At times concealing itself, at times revealing itself. When it is hidden, it is like a calm lake. When it is revealed, I is like a dragon biting"

Aeryon mutters.

Aeryon has his own insights about swords.

But he clearly is not proficient in the method of the sear. But he also knows some methods of the spears.

But it would not be as exquisite as the seamanship that Burchu is showing him right now

Acting in accordance with what the opponent is doing, Burchu is able to connect with the original nature of existence.

There is something that Aeryon could see from Burchu spear. It ignore the big picture, and focuses on only one simple thing...the wielding of a spear.

One shot, concentrated into one point

And this simple thing is actually very hard to do

How many people could simply think of only this one thing when wielding the spear. The first step.

Not stabbing, not slashing, not tapping but a simple method.....wield the spear

Wield it right.

Wield it naturally.

And because Burchu could do this, he could shows him such exquisite spearmanship.

There is this wisdom that seems to have some kind of Zen to it, if Aeryon were to describe how he feels when he sees Burchu spear.

"In ten years, if nothing happens to him, he could be a great general!"

Aeryon shouted in happiness.

Burchu heard it but he is too drunk to probably remember the words that Aeryon had said. Aeryon on the other hand is quite happy as he takes another sip of the Ayrag.

The guards around Aeryon on the other hand look at Burchu on the center area of the banquet, still waving and shooting his spears around with envy

Aeryon got up from his seat, look at Burchu that is still very much drunk and he simply said.

"Send him some servants and slaves. When he is exhausted, bring him back to his tent"

Aeryon ordered, and the guards nodded.

Aeryon could see that Burchu movement has become slower and more erratic showing that it would not be long before he would faint

Aeryon is quite satisfied with Burchu.

Seeing his skill, it could be said that Burchu is worthy the reputation that his wife had given him.

A man who could be an enemy of a thousand people! He might not have innate strength like Belarion but he has that same kind of aura like that of Durka.

This is a warrior spirit that seems to ooze out of him.

This kind of person would be a great warrior. He could rival a person with innate strength if he could be cultivated

Aeryon believe in his eyes.

"There is still many small tribes all around the area. I could use them to train Burchu and the new recruits"

Some of these small tribe would surrender quickly but some of them would always maintain that formality of challenging the champion of the tribe even if they wanted to surrender.

If Burchu is sent to pacify these small tribes inside the area of Brolgadhr, without Belarion to lead them, then the only qualified warrior to fight would be him

It is his way of sharpening this young kid

"It would also help to increase his reputation so that when I appoint him later to a more prestigious position, everyone would be convinced. If he failed, then that just means I see wrongly" Aeryon even as he walks away from the banquet is thinking all of this.

There is happiness in his heart to gain another talent under him

The night come quickly.

And another day of winter ended.

....

In the tribe of Brolgadhr there is three people that people respected the most and feared the most

The first one is none other than the Chief of the tribe.

The Kan of the South.

Kan Aeryon.

Even though Aeryon himself did not like that title he never forbid his men from referring him as a Kan.

As the chief of the Brolgadhr tribe, not everyone fear him at first.

But that was before the conquest.

Before the Brolgadhr tribe is a small tribe. It is surrounded by enemies.

Forced to flee the Great Steppe. But when Aeryon first defeated the tribes that threatened their tribe, there is respect.

Then when he crushes those tribes that did not acknowledge his power over them, then he became feared.

And when he started his western campaign, the entire Southern Great Steppe shakes with fear.

The position of Aeryon right now is a position of great power.

Ten thousand horses, ten thousand men, all under the control of this one young man

How could he not be feared? How could one not be in awe? The larger the tribe become, the larger his legend grew.

This is the first person that people feared the most in the Brolgadhr tribe.

Then there is Belarion.

This is a man who did not try to stand out.

When he was young he did not participate in battle

So, when Dama, Katakura, and many other heroes of the generation was making their name around their region, Belarion, a young man who poses great innate strength is left in obscurity

But it is not something that Belarion even wanted

He never cares much about being in fame.

He uses his strength to hunt Tayak, to fight against horde of wolves and to fight against people who tries to stole the tribe horses and cattle’s

Hence he was loved by the tribe.

A big kind giant.

That is what many thought of Belarion.

But when Aeryon started his conquest, Belarion shows his strength and he no longer his prowess and his ability.

And since then, his strength shocked the people of the great Steppe, shock the tribesman that have always been living with him

Who would have thought that kind giant could tear apart people like it was nothing?

He could throw large boulders break through a hundred man alone, his swing of the sword cut people into two, his punch caved in people bones and skulls, his kick would generate wind and a pulsating force.

Whenever he goes, he would reap a life.

And when he fought in the battlefield he is like a demon reborn.

No one could defeat his battle sense.

In any crisis, he could always see the way out. A path where he could fight for survival. If you give him just one opening, he could sue that opening to bury you in the ground

That is Belarion, the sworn brother of the Kan of the South, the most trusted person by the Kan and a great warrior

And then.....there is Mayeux.

Mayeux is a different kind.

Not many soldiers of the opposing tribes knows him.

That is because Aeryon and Belarion is the most impactful.

But to those of the higher position, like the chief and the Elders, they know who Mayeux is.

To the chief, this person called Mayeux is even more dangerous than Belarion. He is the one advising Aeryon from the side.

The campaign to the west, the alliance between the Brolgadhr and the Utgard, and the Khagai and Chagai tribe, there is a trace of his shadow in him.

This is the person that occupies the head of capable advisors.

A person who could govern.

A person who could plan.

A person who could pacify the world.

Aeryon has Belarion and with strength, he could conquer the world. With Mayeux, he could stabilizes the world!

Aeryon himself is a capable and charismatic leader and he could unify the hearts. This kind of trio, how could it not brings fears to the heart of those chief.

And while the soldiers of the other tribes did not know how terrifying Mayeux is, how could the warriors of Brolgadhr tribe not know how terrifying Mayeux is.

Mayeux before he was trusted by Aeryon is nothing more than just a member of the tribe.

Like Belarion, he did nothing of note.

He did not fight that well.

He did not show any intelligence that surpasses any of his peers. It is only later that people knows that it is not that he does not have strength, it is not that he doesn’t have intelligence, it is just the never wanted to show it

A wise strategist could only show its worth when meeting a wise master. And that is the case for Mayeux.

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