Chapter 107 Head Sheep
As soon as Paladin finished speaking, the priests who heard it excitedly applauded excitedly. And some smart priests seemed to see clearly which way the scale of victory was tipping, and they also applauded. Paladin made the sign of the cross on his chest very devoutly, covered his scepter with both hands and lowered his head and said: "May the great true god Enos be able to forgive this lost lamb. May your divine grace surround us all the time."
At this time, the priest's face was pale and his mouth was open, not knowing what to say. It kept squeaking and squeaking. And Salil suddenly stood up and waved the scepter in his hand. The sound blocked by magic swept through the tent again. But Salil's thick voice reached everyone's ears: "Go, don't be confused. Get on the horse and follow the team. As a servant of God and a shepherd, you must fulfill your responsibilities. "
Given such an opportunity to step down, would the priest not be willing to do so? With a humble apology, he hurriedly left the tent with a group of priests who had a special regard for Paladin. But Paladin didn't move a step. He just signaled Tony to saddle up his horse and stood quietly. Looking at the floor beneath his feet, he and Salil remained motionless and silent until they were the only two people left in the tent.
"You must be Paladin. You are more powerful than I expected." Salil walked over with a scepter and looked Paladin up and down. He couldn't help but praise. Paladin was about to say something complimentary, but was stopped by Salil, who said slowly: "It's just you and me here, and I don't like those polite people. Because I found that you are not stupid, at least you are smarter than those people. Paladin immediately kept silent. He knew that this old guy still had something to say. Sure enough, Saril continued: "I have heard about your story. I sincerely regret the misery of the Flamel family." ...I heard that you have good healing skills?"
Halfway through, the old guy finally showed his tail. Paladin immediately nodded humbly and said: "A little proficient, because this is white magic that can help other people. So I use it often." Unexpectedly, as soon as Paladin finished speaking, Salil immediately waved his hand impatiently and said: "Everyone said Don't be polite. Are you still telling me these things?"
After saying that, he ignored Paladin's reaction and directly lifted up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing a wrinkled hand like a dead branch on his arm. A white light flashed from the fingers of his left hand, and with a brushing sound, the arm was immediately cut open. A large gash of 20 centimeters. Thick, turbid blood immediately flowed from the mouth. Salil raised his head slightly and saw that Paladin did not show any surprise or doubt, but was as calm as before. He immediately turned pale and said with a smile: "I was cut, dear Paladin. Yes. Can you help me stop the bleeding? If I hesitate, I will die here."
Paladin expected this to happen, but he didn't expect Salil to be so decisive in opening his mouth. He had thought he would test it on himself. One can imagine how confident this old man is in his healing skills. He was so confident that even if he had very low attainments in healing arts, he could still handle this huge wound easily.
Paladin smiled slightly and softly apologized. He raised his left hand very calmly, covered the wound on his arm with his palm, and just scratched it lightly. The wound healed quickly as if in a dream. After a while, even the traces of the wound were no longer visible, only a piece of skin that was still dry.
A moment! Paladin saw keenly. The moment the wound healed, the old man who had always been very calm suddenly widened his eyes. He touched his arm as if in disbelief. Then he looked at the young man in front of him who could be his grandson with shocked eyes. Finally he let out a breath. But strangely, he didn't say a word. He just patted Paladin on the shoulder and suddenly shouted: "Macedonia, come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, a warrior wearing chain mail, a white sleeveless robe, a cross helmet, and a shield on his back walked in. Paladin immediately noticed keenly that although this man was unattractive in appearance, he had a strong sense of calmness and composure between his brows. Paladin would not feel caring because the other person has black hair like himself. Instead, he looked carefully and found that the warrior's chest and shield had the coat of arms symbolizing the Holy See. The two keys intersect, with the coat of arms of a triple crown placed between them. I couldn't help but whisper in my heart: "Templar!"
Yes, this person is the Templar, a royal army responsible for protecting important members of the Holy See and the order of the Holy City of Cassili. The warrior walked up to Archbishop Salil and immediately knelt down on one knee devoutly. But Salil smiled at Paladin and said: "His name is Macedonia. As you can see, he is a templar. You go out with the army, so I won't care about any grudges or entanglements. In short, the safety of the priest who is accompanying the army is very worrying." This Macedonia will protect you and protect your safety."
"This... Your Excellency, Archbishop, I am just a priest accompanying the army. These are the Templars who protect your safety. How can you protect me? Your safety is the most important thing!" Paladin heard Salil's words. , and immediately felt that something was wrong. He said nice words of refusal, but he was very angry in his heart. "This old bastard, I have proven my worth, but you still don't trust me. Why are you so suspicious when you put a spy next to me to monitor you?"
Paladin was worried, but it didn't mean that he would be afraid of a templar whose magic circle had only two hundred elements. And Salil is just a white light element that has just reached one thousand five. Paladin is naturally not afraid of them in terms of strength. But in the current situation, the difference in power and status means that strength has little effect. There's no way he could kill Salil directly. Not only would he not become the archbishop, but he would also make it easier for the person who took Salil's place, and he would also end up on the run.
That's why Paladin was very angry. He had many secrets that could not be known to outsiders. The refining of the Stone of Truth, the Almighty Eye and the power of the golden element. None of these things can be exposed. Now having a surveillance person by his side really makes him angry! Even Paladin secretly planned to find an opportunity to secretly destroy Macedonia. But then he thought about Paladin and gave up. It was impossible for him to kill all the Templars if one died and then another. The only way to plan for now is to look for opportunities.
Upon hearing Paladin's refusal, Salil immediately stared and said, "Why, don't you believe me?" Before Paladin could curse secretly, he leaned down and whispered in Paladin's ear: "Young people, don't be impetuous. The position of the diocesan bishop is not that good either. You know, there are still several sheep in a flock."
Paladin frowned slightly, knelt on one knee and kissed the ring in Salil's hand. Thinking about the last meaningful words, Salil pushed Paladin out of the tent. When Paladin took Tony's horse, which was waiting at the door, he got on the horse. He glanced at Macedonia, who had also mounted his horse, following closely behind, and Salil, who sat back down again and lowered his head in silence. He thought to himself: "Are there a few sheep? It seems that in the religious realm of the Principality of Kasmi, the bishops are not united... This is better. Only when there is a fight, will there be a chance."
Gradually, Paladin showed a little expectant smile. He doesn't dislike the Macedonian warriors behind him anymore. He raised the whip in his hand and ran towards the team outside the camp with a bang. At this time, Salil, who was sitting in the tent, slowly opened his eyes and said in his usual heavy tone: "Smart, sensible, and a good person. The important thing is patience and propriety... This is a chess piece that can be used. "
PS: The next chapter is a real large-scale war scene. I’m really afraid that I won’t be able to write it well...