Chapter 112 Idiot
In the spacious tent, Paladin, Tony and other priests behind him frowned at the wounded who were constantly being carried in by the soldiers. What is called cocooning oneself? This is called cocooning oneself. Paladin controlled the clone and led the Aries Knights to rush into the enemy formation and kill them. Not only was it enjoyable, but it also made the countess appreciate the clone's talent and courage even more.
Just now he was lamenting that the Grand Duke allowed the Knights to attack, giving him the opportunity to make meritorious deeds. But now these are missing arms and legs, and each one of them is a prisoner and a soldier injured by accident. And some unlucky guys who were hit by horses and had their chests shattered. Paladin was immediately speechless. Not only that, even the priests who originally didn't look at each other felt frightened at this moment. This scale of casualties and extent of injuries. Even if you don’t want to die from exhaustion here!
Paladin looked at a soldier who had his right arm chopped off and was thrown to the ground casually by the soldiers. He just made a few weak calls, his eyes immediately became blurred, and he bled to death. There were some soldiers, although they were still shouting vigorously, but looking at the huge wounds and the bones piercing the flesh, it was clear that they did not have much time left. When the soldiers who moved in the injured saw that they were dead, they still silently lifted them up and moved them out. The priests and Tony deeply felt the horror and cruelty of war. Everyone stood there with pale faces, listening to the continuous wailing that echoed in the tent.
Paladin squatted down with a calm face, picked up the basin and washed his hands, and said to the dozen priests behind him: "Treat the palms and start the treatment." After that, he ignored the dazed priests and walked straight towards the door. The soldier who felt that the nearest part of his stomach had been cut open, and a small section of intestines was exposed.
Because Archbishop Salil had reminded that healing techniques should be used on nobles, although Paladin did not need to worry about his infinite magic power in the morning, he did not want to attract too much attention at this time. He simply took out the needle and thread from the box next to him. Seeing that his face was pale in pain, the angry soldier asked: "Where are you from?" "I...my home is in Kentrang." Paladin nodded unequivocally. Nodding, taking advantage of this distraction, he pricked the needle with the thread in hard!
"Ahhh!" The injured screamed, but Paladin turned a blind eye and moved his hands and feet back and forth very quickly. He pushed the intestines in and immediately sutured the wound. Seeing the soldier almost ascending to heaven, he suddenly smiled and said: "Have a good rest, at least you won't die now." After saying that, he suddenly turned back and stared at the petrified priest behind him with his mouth open, and immediately cursed with a straight face. : "What are you still doing? Go and save people!" These priests suddenly came to their senses and immediately separated without any resistance to save people. Even the priests who had disliked Paladin before were no exception.
More and more injured people were brought in, and some died suddenly not long after treatment. These simple priests, who had never experienced real hell, watched a life disappear in their hands, and each of them collapsed and shed tears. Paladin simply ignored this performance. If he stopped them, although it would make the injured feel better and not be infected by grief, it would also make these newly stabilized priests feel resentful. Besides, he didn't care at all about the lives of the injured and the priest. Now I'm just pretending, and when the real nobleman comes, I can get rid of these idiots.
The collapse of these priests became more and more intense, and their bodies were all stained red with the blood of the injured. Finally, someone couldn't bear it and used the healing technique. It must be said that the healing effect was remarkable, and the injured who should have died miraculously came back to life. The greatly encouraged priest began to use magic to save people one after another in violation of Salil's instructions. Tony looked at Paladin with his hands covered in blood, meaning he wanted to ask why they didn't stop them. But in exchange, Paladin only shook his head slightly. Without Paladin's intention, Tony would not dare to use the healing technique privately.
But when he watched a life that should have been alive die because of his own selfishness, Tony, who was still young, felt breathless, like a mountain pressing on his back. what is that? It's guilt. Tony knew full well that Paladin did the right thing. Because the Archbishop has explicitly ordered not to use healing techniques on soldiers. Such a thing that blatantly goes against the Archbishop's wishes will make the Archbishop feel disgusted.
For the sake of career, only an idiot would do such stupid things. But he, Tony, is not Paladin. Paladin can watch life die indifferently, but he cannot. There were several times when Tony almost couldn't bear to use the healing technique when looking at the injured person who was so angry. However, he stopped trying to save people after realizing that Paladin didn't look over at all.
Because he understood that this was Paladin's test for him. If he had to compromise his own interests to save the life and death of a person who had nothing to do with him, Paladin would naturally not need such an idiot to help him. Tony understood, and the movement of his hand to release the healing spell stopped. But for the first time, he felt strong disgust and fear towards Paladin, who he regarded as his future. Such a person, such a guy who doesn't care about the life and death of his kind, will really bring him wealth and status. Rather than death and humiliation? Is such a person, or not a person, really trustworthy? Will he one day regard himself as the wounded soldier, abandoning him casually and refusing to save him?
And just when Tony was thinking secretly, behind the soldiers carrying the wounded in, an old man in a purple robe and purple scarf walked in quietly with a scepter. He was Salil. . At this moment, Archbishop Salil stood there, quietly looking at the seven or eight priests who were eager to use healing techniques regardless of their low magic power. Then he looked at the other side, where Paladin and Tony were still treating the soldiers with manual and crude relief methods. Suddenly nodded. He coughed lightly and said: "Paladin, Tony, two priests, follow me."
"Ah! Lord Archbishop!" It was only then that these priests discovered that Archbishop Salil was present. One by one, they said one after another as if they were claiming credit: "Master Archbishop, look, I have saved many people! We stick to the kindness and justice of Enos! You..." But before these idiots could finish speaking, Saril smiled very hypocritically and said: "Well, well done. You are God's servants and noble. As an archbishop, I feel extremely gratified."
After saying that, he got out of the tent without looking back. At this moment, Paladin waved his hand to shake away the blood, without even looking at the dying wounded man below, and gently patted Tony, who stood up and turned his back in shame. He looked at these stunned priests with a sarcastic look. Then he used lip language to hold his mouth and said a sentence. Tony left the tent with his head bowed in inner condemnation.
At this moment, these priests stood there with angry faces, because they could all see what Paladin said: "A bunch of idiots accompany the dead."