In the great Gallic throne room, Enzo du Sable and his Legionnaires are kneeling before the King of Gallia, Charles XI .
[font=Trebuchet Ms][color=#FFFFFF]Your Excellence, I am kneeling before you as a son of Gallia.
I have learned from my former mistakes and am now prepared to swear this oath again and I hope your Excellence can grant me this chance again.
Hear my words, great King, as I swear on my blood and life that I will protect both the crown and throne of our beloved Gallia with my every effort.
I will cleanse our lands and drive away the barbaric hordes of tratoirs and rats, thus I raise my sword for my beloved Gallia, may the traitors be die by my sword and may Gallia be free of such rats.
I will also not allow any foreigners to walk into our beloved Gallian lands, those who do will perish and be punished in the most painful ways.
Give me the right to serve You and Your throne and most of all our beloved Gallia, my King.
I hereby swear by my own soul that I will forever serve you as a loyal son of Gallia, Your Excellence.
*Enzo turns to his Legionnaires*
My King, these are my brave and loyal men who will defend Gallia by their life if necessary, they have also learned from the past and will now serve Your Majesty as they should.
My Legionnaires have been trained for ages, only to serve Gallia as her sons. They will swear by their blood to protect our beloved Gallia from any dangers.
Thus I also swear for my Legionnaires that they will not breach this oath and serve You and Your throne for
eternity, Your Majesty.
I now give my oath that from this time on, the Legion of the Damned will protect and serve only Gallia and that we will not breach this oath, not even in a thousand years, I swear this by our blood and by our souls.
Legionnaires, raise your blades! For the Crown! For the King! For Gallia!
May all our enemies perish by our swords! And may this bond last forever! To war!
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The Legionnaires stand up to hear the words of the King.
I, king Charles XI of the Kingdom of Gallia accept your oath. The eye of the crown reaches far, and it has seen your progress on the path of becoming true soldiers of Gallia. You may bear arms, drive out invaders and crush our enemies in my name, and in the name of Gallia. You shall uphold the royal name with honour and dignity and never shall you fall to the enemy's will or sword.
Leave these halls now and go forth to do the will of the crown. The will of Gallia.