Book 1: Chapter 15
When I looked at Ji Si and took out a tiny bottle and poured the liquid onto the tip of everybody’s spear, they all asked: “What’s that?”
Ji Si paused for a moment and replied: “It’s a demonic bottle. It contains spring water her highness gifted. She added a command so that the spring water contained in it’ll combust. Once it makes contact with the enemy, they’ll be reduced to ashes. Your highness, you’re aware that these demonic bottles were filled with this not long after the last war, right? I think it’s better to refer to the spring water in it as her highness’s “command”, rather than as water.”
“What else can it do besides set fire to things?”
This thing is awesome! It’s like an enchantment. It could turn a normal spear into a fire-spear. So, does it just set fire to the Earth Dragons once it pierces them?
“There is also ‘Freeze’, ‘Venomous Poison’ and ‘Explosion’, all of which were made from her highness’s holy spring. I thought you knew about it, your highness.”
Ji Si looked at me with doubt and said: “Your highness, you should ask her highness to share some of this knowledge with you. Not only is her highness a wise a ruler, she is also a brilliant strategist, a skill she proved ten years ago. And today, it is your turn to prove yourself to us.”
He took out the imperial guard unit’s flag on the side and passed it to me with a face filled with frivolous pride. I took the flag and said to those in the formation: “Please give me a spot in the formation.”
“No, no, no. Your highness, a king does not need to enter battle himself. You just need to standby at the camp. The troops will not get confused. You need not throw yourself into the formation. You need only to stand behind them. As long as the flag remains standing, our troops will fight to the death.”
Ji Si grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to the back of the formation. He looked at me with the flag, and softly said: “Ten years ago when our defence line crumbled, her highness took the flag in hand, and charged the enemy’s vanguard while roaring loudly. When that happened, it was like a goddess had descended and all the troops who were on the verge of the defeat re-assembled, the troops who were fleeing regretted their decision, and all the elves regrouped under her highness’s flag. The life of every elf was entrusted to the flag in her highness’s grasp that day. After that, that flag which stood irrevocably became the source of confidence for our men. Every man concluded that as long as the flag stood, no one would retreat. Come. Come, your highness. Her highness’s blood runs through your veins and you are her son. It is now your turn to take the flag. Please deliver your speech. It does not need to be a heroic speech. You just need to let our men know that you have our backs!”