Chapter 1526: Chapter 775: Valley Covenant (Part 2)

Gaven answered without hesitation, “For the Valley Covenant, Lord wants me to lead the Conqueror Army in swearing the Valley Covenant!”

He used a declarative sentence, not an interrogative.

On the way here, he had already given this matter careful thought. With so many places available, Lord Ilmet did not choose another; why choose the Standing Stone instead? Aside from the Valley Covenant, he couldn’t come up with a better reason.

“That’s right.” Lord Ilmet nodded heavily and said, “To truly understand what the Valley is, to integrate into the Valley, you must know what the Valley Covenant is.

Merely knowing is not enough; you must adhere to it, guard it, be willing to fight for it. When you achieve this, that will be the moment you become a true Valley Person.”

“Thank you for your guidance, my Lord. I understand what to do now.” Gaven instantly understood Lord Ilmet’s kind intentions.

In the hearts of all Valley People, the Valley Covenant holds a sacred status; they take it as their symbol.

Since it was established by immigrants, whether it’s the Valley or the Sambiyan Kingdom, both have a very strong inclusiveness towards immigrants.

The border between the two is also traditionally vague; many Valley People go to the Sambiyan Kingdom to work and make a living, while those Sambiyan Merchants buy land and set up businesses in the Valley on a large scale.

It’s indeed, you are in me, and I am in you.

How exactly do you distinguish between a Valley Person and a Sambiyan?

Merely self-proclamation is not enough; it depends on whether you recognize and abide by the Valley Covenant.

If you recognize and abide by it, even if your ancestors have migrated to Sambiyan for several generations and you grew up in Sambiyan, the blood of a Valley Person flows in your veins.

If you do not recognize or abide by it, then even if you are a native Valley Person, you are no different from those evil Sambiyan Merchants.

If Gaven leads the Conqueror Army in publicly swearing allegiance to the Valley Covenant, it will naturally win the recognition of countless Valley People, allowing them to integrate into the Valley more quickly.

The side effect would be further alienation from the Sambiyan Kingdom, bringing more targeting and hostility from them.

Gaven does not have any psychological burden about this. After all, ever since he began trying to take root in the Battle Valley, Sambiyan Merchants have been scheming and even setting up many obstacles for the Conqueror Army.

Previously he did not give them face, and now even less so. To join with them would only be to lower his status and give them an opportunity to take advantage.

“Very good.” A hint of a smile appeared on Lord Ilmet’s face, and he handed a Dagger to Gaven, “Cut your palm, place the bloodied handprint here, and then recite with me.”

Gaven accepted the Dagger without hesitation, cut a line on his right palm with force, and pressed his hand onto the Standing Stone while loudly reciting, “I hereby swear, I am willing to abide by the ancient and sacred covenant…”

As the ancient oath was reiterated before the Standing Stone, the blood from Gaven’s palm slowly seeped into the monument, and the situation that had previously appeared on Lord Ilmet began to occur on him, the two entering a state of Harmony.

In a trance, figures began to appear around him, from illusionary to solid; there were beautiful Elves, towering Treants, mischievous Fae Race, and twelve rough Humans. They spoke in different languages but were reciting the same oath with firm and sincere expressions.

In that instant, Gaven’s Soul Consciousness crossed the long river of history, returning to the moment when the Elf Royal Court and Valley People swore upon the Standing Stone, becoming one of them.

As the oath progressed, time rapidly advanced; he could clearly sense a closer connection developed between himself and the Comanso Great Forest. He seemed to feel the entire ancient forest’s anger and helplessness; she had nurtured countless Life, yet was subjected to axes and torches, enduring darkness and evil growing inside her, powerless to resist and unable to do anything but passively endure it all.

When Gaven opened his eyes again, Lord Ilmet had disappeared, leaving only Regina watching him with a cheerful expression.

The Battle Valley Princess’s eyes narrowed into beautiful crescents, “Congratulations, Duke, from now on, you are no longer a Tesser Immigrant but a Valley Person. Now you need to come with me to another place.”

“Where to? And where is Lord?” Gaven felt that this father and daughter duo were being a bit mystical and seemed to be planning something he wasn’t aware of.

“Father made time to come amidst his hectic schedule; what he needed to do here is completed, and he has returned to the depths of the forest,” Regina said with a mysterious smile, “As for where we are going, you’ll know when we get there. Anyway, it’s only going to be beneficial for you, but as for how much you can gain from there, that depends on you.”

Gaven’s suspicions grew stronger. Although he knew Regina’s nature, he couldn’t help but ask, “Can I ask, what is Lord busy with in the forest?”

Regina hesitated for a moment before saying, “Since your Conqueror Army is already at the doorstep and can’t run anymore, there’s no need to hide it: the thing about the Elven Retreat is something you should be clear about, I don’t need to elaborate.”

Gaven nodded, “No need for explanation. Even so, I have quarter Elf Bloodline, and occasionally, I can hear the call of the Soul.”