Upon hearing the boss Hvaryung and Zephyr bid farewell to their lives. They weren't too nervous, at least their smiles indicated otherwise. But they did feel a little thrilled; after all they weren't encountering bosses all too often.
The main NPC of the dungeon was gathering forces to revenge British Confederacy, so it was possible to prevent the fight. Because if you are friendly enough, you would be able to get a quest from him, like to stop assassins sent for his head, or to provide thieves with the items they require.
Naturally, would you take one of those quests you'd become the enemy of British Confederacy. However not just anyone was able to take those quests but only players with high enough fame attribute.
So when Basra's boss started talking to Weed, Hwaryung and Zephyr started to get nervous. Because if the fight won't start they won't get a chance to die.
But much to their relief Weed tightened his grip on the sword and answered:
"We came to kill you."
"Hohoho! So you're just another pack of British dogs! Well, if you came here to die I won't disappoint you. I'll hang your heads at the entrance as a warning for other puppets of Confederacy. Knights! Kill them!"
"Yes, your Royal Highness Archduke."
While the boss was babbling, Weed waved his sword and yelled:
"Holy blessing!"
The effect of Agatha's holy sword triggered and holy spirit infused Weed.
" High Priest’s Blessing!"
The ring on Weed's hand faintly flared and covered Weed's body with soft glow.
Even though these items' effects had duration of only 20 minutes, they were blessed by the High Priest of church of Freya himself! In a single moment Weed became stronger by half.
"Van, hold off the thieves!"
"Understood, master."
Even death knight forgot his defiance in presence of such blessings. It wasn't wise to meddle with Weed when he was so strong.
"Zephyr, help Van to deal with thieves."
"But..."
If he was to fight, he'd prefer fighting knights, that'd be a faster way to die.
"Hwaryung will stall the knights. I'll take on the Archduke."
"What if they come to their senses?" - exclaimed Hwaryung in a worried voice.
"Then deal with it. If Van and Zephyr finish the knights by then, they'll help you. I'll be busy with the boss."
Zephyr and Hwaryung didn't have any choice but to follow Weed's orders.
Two knights were slowly approaching Weed, skilfully swinging their swords.
"Don't sleep Hwaryung, begin!"
Zephyr immediately headed towards the group of thieves, and Weed easily slipped past two knights and rushed ahead. Hwaryung was left alone, facing two knights.
"Charming dance!"
To charm enemies, stronger than her, she'll have to spend a lot of mana and dance much longer than usually. And knights were quickly approaching!
"For the glory of Basra!" shouted NPCs and jumped towards Hwaryung.
Dancing girl closed her eyes in despair.
That'll probably hurt a little...
The pain would bring death! It was a lot more welcome than all those strenuous everyday fights that were leaving her completely exhausted.
However a second passed, than another, but nothing was happening to her! Moreover, she heard that knights had stopped and started to argue.
"Kill her, Jason."
"I don't want. You go, Tobon."
"I can't! As knights we gave an oath to always protect the ladies. It is our duty! If I kill her, I'll no longer be a knight."
"Well, I think the same way! But the boss ordered..."
The last words dismissed their doubts. Hwaryung heard one of the knights approach her and say apologetically:
"Forgive us, lady!"
Even while expecting to die any moment, Hwaryung never stopped her dance, she was still elegantly moving her hands and bending her body.
It wasn't difficult at all for her to dance with eyes closed. Over the last few days she had to dance in front of thieves of Basra many times, sometimes while fighting with extreme sleepiness. So she eventually learned to dance with closed eyes.
Ding!
You successfully executed Charming Dance.
Knights of Basra are ensnared.
"Ah! After all she's too beautiful, I can't kill her. Sorry boss, we aren't..."
Hwaryung managed to disable the knights.