Chapter 86 Bunales, the Torch

Chapter 86 Bunales, the Torch

As he spoke, Earl Torch's team had already arrived in front of the square. Paladin immediately stopped talking. Completely ignoring Andrew's direct gaze and Karava's sarcastic expression. I just observed this Earl of Torch, whose name I had heard but never seen. I saw a man riding a red-armored war horse walking directly in front of the team. The red armor worn by the horse had obvious torch patterns painted on it. Presumably it was the Torch himself.

Thick blond hair with shoulder-length curls, a broad forehead and thick eyebrows give people an image of loyalty and kindness. However, the blue eyes in the small eyes and the thin lips tightly closed gave people a mean and sinister flavor. Wearing a gorgeous and strong armor outside the chain armor inside. Under the sunlight, his expensive armor reflected a cold light. This is a contradictory person. Even his face contained extreme ambivalence. This makes everyone who meets him for the first time unsure of what kind of person this rumored Earl Torch is who has never been on the battlefield.

Some of the upper-class nobles of the principality were secretly talking about it in private. Everyone has his or her own opinion. A gentle, kind, warm and open nobleman. Or insidious silence. Stubborn and stubborn without saying a word. Bunares, torch. Inherited the title of Torch of the Howler from his father. As a great nobleman, he has always received various educations in etiquette, literature, poetry, fencing, history, politics, etc.

As an only son, he inherited his father's wealth and territory without any accident. There are no outstanding performances, no special enemies, and no scandals that make ordinary people care. It was as if he was a marginalized person among the great nobles, without a mistress, and at the age of thirty-one, he was not even married yet! Many nobles, including the Marquis of Carmont, came to propose marriage in person, but were politely declined one by one. To say that the most mysterious nobleman in the Principality of Kasmi must be him, Bunales, the Torch.

Da da da. Listening to the powerful sound of horse hooves echoing in front of me, it suddenly stopped. The thick and gentle voice immediately made people feel good: "Your Excellency Bishop Andrew, hahaha. I've kept you waiting for a long time." There was only a sound of steel snapping. Earl Torch turned over and dismounted, and Andrew immediately came forward with a smile on his face and said respectfully: "My lord, are you really only thirty-one? You seem to be younger than last year!" "Hahahaha."

Earl Torch laughed happily. He waved his hand casually, and the endless team behind him immediately stopped. The knights raised their lances with their heraldic flags in their hands. Behind them are sergeants with spears and heavily armored soldiers with shields and swords. They all stopped their heavy steps. His eyes were solemn.

Earl Torch stepped forward and said to Andrew: "Old Andrew, you are getting fatter and fatter." As he said this, his eyes were looking at Karava and Paladin beside him. Paladin stood up first, made the sign of the cross in the air respectfully and said: "My Lord Earl, this time you go on an expedition..."

But before Paladin finished speaking, Nakarava on the other side stepped forward to interrupt Paladin and said to himself: "Your Majesty, I am the abbot of Adeley Monastery and the pastor of Adeley Cathedral. Chang Nakarava. It's an honor to meet you. I hope I can get..." But this time before it was his turn to finish speaking, the count immediately interrupted him. Although he was smiling, he showed a little displeasure: "I'm talking to this priest. Don't you know how to be polite, Mr. Dean?"

Nakarava was stunned for a moment, and immediately suppressed his anger and apologized: "Your Majesty, this priest is actually..." "You don't need to say any more." Earl Torch ignored Nakarava on the side and looked at him with a smile. Paladin said: "Father, what did you just say?" Paladin snickered secretly, but said very calmly: "Your Excellency, my name is Paladin, Flamel." After that, the lower nobles met the upper nobles with etiquette. Earl Torch saluted. Bow with one hand floating on your chest.

"Oh!" Earl Torch was a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet a nobleman. Suddenly the surname Paladin came to mind. He immediately sighed and said: "Father Flamel, the tragedy that happened to your family has made us nobles very angry. Don't worry, this time the despicable Herlit Tower Forest must pay a corresponding price!"

Andrew, who was watching coldly, saw Earl Torch finish speaking, and immediately stepped forward with a smile and reminded: "Your Majesty, Earl, this Father Palatine is not only our auxiliary bishop, but also the military priest who will accompany you on the expedition." "Oh? "Earl Torch exclaimed. But there was really no surprise in his tone. But at this moment, a man who looked like a noble butler suddenly ran over quietly and whispered to Earl Torch: "My Lord Earl, you have been delayed here for a long time. Let the priest follow and get out of the city quickly."

Earl Torch nodded silently. Suddenly he gave Paladin a friendly smile and said, "It's a long journey. If you, Paladin, are not used to military life, come sleep in my tent." After inviting Paladin with a smile, Earl Torch got on the horse again. And Andrew also turned around and said to a dozen priests carrying bags standing behind him: "It is your honor to join the army this time. Go, Bishop Palatine is your commander. Even in swords and blood and sweat, you cannot go against the true God. Teaching, Amen." Paladin took a deep look at the dozen priests who went with him. Some of them had sad faces, while others had resolute faces. Paladin took a deep note of the scowling man. These people are the most likely to become one of their own.

Paladin and a dozen priests walked on both sides of the procession holding gorgeous cross scepters. While mumbling the Bible under his breath. The big bell on the tower on the top of the cathedral immediately made a clanging sound. The column immediately resumed its march. The surrounding civilians immediately shouted enthusiastically again. Because this bell represents this army, which is favored and blessed by the god Enos. May they receive supreme glory and return home on white horses.

Paladin didn't even look at Andrew and the two of them. He keenly discovered that many of the troops in this army were familiar faces that he usually encountered in Adderley. Looking at the civilians on both sides who saw their relatives wearing armor and holding weapons, cheering excitedly and spreading roses and purple orchids. Paladin's heart sank. In other words, most of the soldiers in this army are new recruits. He has not experienced a real war, nor has he undergone long-term training.

Paladin could even imagine, through the memories of the clones, that after these recruits encountered vicious enemies on the battlefield and saw the blood of their compatriots dyeing themselves red, they would stand there sluggishly and trembling, dumbfounded. Paladin wanted to know how could this Earl of Torch, who could secretly connive with his subordinates to plunder, and who could violate the law and collect armor and weapons in large quantities without permission, make such a mistake? Has this guy really never been on the battlefield and doesn’t know how terrifying it is?