Chapter 570: Chapter 570 - 342: Knight Candidates (Part 2)

You can return to your village in three years, armed with knowledge and power, becoming supervisors, or you can stay and become part of the Red Tide, becoming knights, craftsmen, or civil servants.Every path is open, without any limits, but how far you can go depends on yourselves.He paused for a moment, and finally said, "Red Tide does not nurture the lazy, but never fails those who are willing to work hard."The young men exchanged glances, seemingly understanding, remained silent for a while.Someone lowered their head, poking their toe, while another moved their mouth, as if wanting to speak but held back.The most direct reaction came from the youngest in the group, who whispered, "I, I will work hard."Immediately after, another older boy beside him nodded, "We won't disappoint you, sir."The words were awkward, slightly stammered, but compared to the wary and cautious looks when they first entered the city, there was now a spark in their eyes.And Kosa stood at the back of the crowd, looking at the short figure in front, feeling a slight heat in his chest.If I really strive for it, maybe I can live a different fate.Kosa wasn't sure how far he could go, but he was certain he wanted to give it a try.Just then, a gentle female voice sounded in Kosa's ear.On the Red Tide styled long dress, the Barbarian Race patterns were faintly embroidered, and a silver feather amulet was worn at her waist.The silver-white long hair and high nose deep features made every young man from the Snowfield recognize her almost at a glance.Sif, Princess of the Cold Moon Clan.A name from the old tribal legends, now standing in the political hall, looking at them with a gentle expression.Her gaze swept over each person, her tone warm, "I was once one of you, born in a clan, never thought I would stand here one day.I know, having just arrived in this city, you must feel uneasy, confused, perhaps even defiant.But you don't need to rush to change anything. As long as you're willing to learn, willing to keep moving forward, there will always be a place for you here."She paused, her eyes earnest, "Red Tide won't look down on you because you're from the Barbarian Race, nor will it strip away your deserved future because you come from a clan.If you encounter any unfairness in Red Tide, you can come directly to me.No one should be born inferior here."This statement, though not loud, dropped like a stone into the lake, jolting every young man's heart.Kosa stood in the crowd, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, suddenly at a loss for words.He did not shout slogans, nor did he loudly declare.He simply bowed his head slowly, his right hand touched his chest, and his left hand on his heart, performing an old ritual belonging to the Barbarian Race.A few young men followed suit, which was the highest etiquette towards this Barbarian Race princess.After the young men had left, the room returned to a brief silence.Louis stood by the window, watching the departing figures: "How do you see these few?""They have potential."