Chapter 420 The Majesty of the Dragon God
In this long unknown night, no one except the Demon King will know that the real prophet is a young man named Mark.
Although the guy had no ability and was full of complaints, he miraculously predicted one thing - "They turned the women of the kingdom into prostitutes, some wore sheepskin and sold their butts, and some dressed in well-dressed clothes to sell their buttocks - and the men were trained by them to become spiritual dwarfs, sheep under sticks, and turtles in the pond."
They are the nobles of the Kingdom of Rhodes.
Of course, maybe this is not a prophecy.
Their souls had already rotted away long before the devil's corruption arrived.
Not because of hell, nor because of chaos.
This responsibility cannot be passed to anyone else.
The next morning, the mercenaries extinguished the bonfire, packed up the pots and pans, and Thomas's caravan set off in the hazy mist.
Page Along the way, Thomas, who was sitting in the caravan, had a restless expression. From time to time he lifted the door curtain and looked at the front of the team, and then cast his gaze at Colin's carriage not far away.
Less than a mile out of the valley, several figures appeared on the dirt road ahead.
Three cavalrymen reined in their horses in the middle of the road. The leader was a man with a sinewy face. The leather armor on his body was polished and shiny, and the long sword at his waist swayed with the breathing of the horses.
He is a cavalryman under Carbin, captain of the guard under the famous Sir Richter.
Kabin is now a big shot in the Eagle Rock Territory. Naturally, it is impossible for him to handle such a small matter personally. His subordinates will take care of it for him.
Thomas glared in his heart and subconsciously looked at the mercenary leader next to the caravan.
The man with a powerful appearance was not unambiguous. He simply shrugged his shoulders and gave his boss a helpless look.
He doesn't mind fighting with bandits, but fighting with the lord's soldiers is not within the scope of his business.
Of course, he doesn't think his boss would be stupid enough to provoke the lord's people for a strange woman. They had discussed it last night. If she could be taken out, they would help her. If she couldn't be taken out, it would be God's will that she should stay here and face her own destiny.
Thomas was troubled for a while, and finally sighed softly and waved his hand to signal the caravan to stop.
Then he jumped off the carriage and bravely rushed forward. With a flattering and humble smile on his face, he came to a cavalryman.
"Sir, we are a caravan registered with the merchant union in Longshi City. I didn't know you were——"
Before he could finish his words, the leading cavalryman raised the whip in his hand, motioning for him to shut his mouth, and then spoke slowly.
"I'm not interested in what you do. I just want to know if there is anyone in your team that we are looking for."
Thomas swallowed and said nervously.
“I don’t know who you are looking for, sir—.”
"A woman, or a fugitive. She was wearing a black robe, maybe nothing, and her hair was messy, maybe brown, maybe black - do you have any clue?" The cavalry captain said slowly, while looking over his head, scanning the convoy behind him.
"What crime has she committed?" Before Thomas could speak, the mercenary young man standing behind him suddenly couldn't help but speak.
As soon as these words came out, Thomas and the mercenary leader changed their expressions almost at the same time, and they all looked at him - including the cavalryman sitting astride the horse.
The young man himself was a little hairy and his face was pale, as if he was regretting what he blurted out in a hurry.
Of course.
It's not exactly regret.
There are mercenary Rhodes people in this world, and of course there are also devout Rhodes people.
He can turn a blind eye to the blasphemy in the camp, but if he is allowed to personally participate in such hellish activities, he will never be able to do such a thing.
In the Book of the Holy Word, the sin of silence is a minor sin, but if you push innocent people into hell with your own hands, the sin is greater than that of the devil.
I believe this is why Mr. Thomas hesitated for so long.
However, the cavalryman was probably in a good mood and did not punish him for interrupting. Instead, he answered his question with a smile, "blasphemy, do you have anything else to ask?"
Being stared at by that dagger-like gaze, the mercenary boy swallowed hard and moved his stiff neck left and right.
“No, no more.”
“Very good.”
The cavalry captain nodded, but the eagle-like sharp eyes did not move away from him, and then he let out a brilliance as if he had discovered prey.
"Then, it's my turn to ask you - do you have any clues about the person I'm looking for?"
The cavalry captain paused for a moment, and before the young man could answer, he added another sentence with a smile.
"Your eyes tell me that you seem to know her."
The gloomy wind in the forest is like the muffled roar of the snow wolf in the wilderness,
Faced with three riders with lazy eyes, a dozen fully armed mercenaries did not dare to take a breath, and they lost the Xiaoyong they had when they were drinking in front of the campfire yesterday.
Including Thomas, who grew up watching the epics of heroes, his face was heavy now, his lips were white and trembling slightly.
The woman wrapped in a robe huddled in the caravan, covering her mouth in horror, trying not to make a sound.
However, her efforts were meaningless, and escaping the capture of the lord's soldiers only happened in the stories of bards.
These guards will not bother to search personally. They handle the case not because of a sense of justice, but because it is profitable.
No car can pass through here until they find the person they are looking for. They will detain all the passing convoys here, and then those merchants who are eager to do business will naturally encourage their guards or mercenaries to go to the forest to find people for them.
The best you can find.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t find it. The "nun" who escaped was originally the person wanted by Lord Cabin, not the person wanted by Lord Lord.
After confirming that the fugitive died of starvation or was eaten by wolves in the forest, they would eventually release all the detained caravans.
But in contrast, they will ask for a case handling fee from these businessmen as compensation for themselves.
Those fearful businessmen will be happy to spend money to buy this peace. After all, only a few people will cause trouble for themselves.
Of course, the above are only based on the premise that people cannot find them.
It would be a different matter if someone deliberately harbors the fugitives that Lord Cabin is chasing. They are just more concerned about their own affairs, not that they don't do anything serious.
Finally, the mercenary leader couldn't bear to embarrass his boss, and he didn't want to watch things get worse.
He crossed himself on his chest, begged Saint Sith for forgiveness, and then walked to the caravan where Kallen was hiding.
"Don't blame me." Looking at the frightened face, he grunted and stretched out his hand, lifting her out like a chicken.
"No! Let me go!"
Karen screamed and struggled desperately, trying to break free from the mercenary leader's big hand, but she couldn't shake the strong palm at all.
Messy hair draped over her thin shoulders as she cried incessantly.
"I did not blaspheme against Saint Sith! He is lying! My family sold me to Lina, and they owe her money!"
"I don't want to go back! That devil! She forced me to do blasphemous things! If I refused, she would beat me!"
"And her thugs, and that carbine, they are the blasphemous devils! Demons of hell! You - you are just like them! You will go to hell!"
Her sobbing cry was piercing and desperate, like a dull knife cutting into every heart that has not lost its humanity.
The guys in the caravan turned their heads away unbearably, and several young mercenaries also lowered their gazes silently, not daring to look directly into those fearful eyes.
In the past, there were prostitutes in sheep's clothing in Eagle Rock Territory, but most of them were poor people who were forced by life, or people who were willing to fall.
But now, it seems that it is not only those guys who sold their souls to the devil, but also some people who can't help themselves.
The cavalry captain did not look at Kallen, let alone the crying man. Instead, he raised his eyebrows with interest and turned his gaze to Thomas, whose face was pale.
The latter forced a stiff smile from his face, knowing that he could no longer hide it. He looked at the cavalry captain with a playful expression and explained,
"We did meet a suspicious woman yesterday, but please believe me, we really didn't know that she was a blasphemous sinner."
"I hope so." The cavalry captain gave him a meaningful look, "Lord Cabin is very discerning, and he will not let go of any evil accomplice."
"Yes, sir, you are saying that we will definitely cooperate with your investigation-"
The corners of Thomas's mouth twitched.
He naturally understood the implication, so he endured the physical pain and took off a money bag from his belt. While cursing in his heart, he squeezed a flattering smile from his face and handed it to the cavalry captain's hand respectfully.
"Sir, the spring in the northern wasteland is really unusually cold. Thanks to your hard work, the prosperity and stability of the Eagle Rock Territory are possible. This is my humble opinion. If it is not disrespectful, just treat it like inviting the brothers to drink."
These bandits!
He helped them catch the fugitive. If there is no reward, forget it, and you have to pay a sum of money!
Looking at the profiteer who buried his head deeply, the cavalry captain accepted the money with an expressionless face and weighed it twice.
Under Thomas' uneasy peek, he finally tied it around his waist, and a smile appeared on his tight lips.
"Of course, the respected Mr. Cabin will never wrong any kind and good person—I think you should be good people."
For the sake of money, he chose to be noble.
The pale Thomas forced out a weak smile.
He knew that they had passed the test.
At least we have passed this level.
Karien was still crying loudly in Haotao, struggling with all her strength, and then was thrown in front of the three cavalry by the mercenary leader.
Her voice was completely hoarse from crying, and she no longer had the strength to struggle. Only breathless breathing floated out from under the messy long hair.
The cavalry captain had a gentleman's smile on his face, looked at Karen who looked desperate, and continued in a joking tone.
ded Mr. Cabin has never wronged any sinner.
Maybe because she knew she was dead, she didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy, and could only murmur like a prayer.
"I don't want to go back to that place, I'd rather die than do it!"
"That's not up to you."
After saying that, the cavalry captain urged his horse forward, reaching out to grab Karen's hair, and the gentleman's smile turned ferocious.
If it were half a year ago, he would probably hesitate to do something so extreme, but now he has the same reason to go to hell.
And Sir Richter, who deserves the most retribution, is still alive and well, and he will never have the turn of a small person to be ranked in front of that adult.
Perhaps Saint Sith is really dead.
Just when he was thinking this, a pressure that seemed to come from the depths of his soul came like a thunderbolt, making his mind tremble.
What's going on? !
In the carriage not far away, Tuff, who had been lying by the window and watching silently, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
This naked bullying made this "alien" from a high civilization ignite a trace of anger in his eyes, and a ray of majesty belonging to the dragon leaked out uncontrollably.
That was an aura that would frighten even Lord Demon King's horse Aracto, let alone the horses present.
Those who were pulling goods were fine. They had things tied to their bodies and the driver was watching from behind. No matter how noisy they were, they would not run away.
However, the horses under the three cavalrymen were in terrible condition.
They stood up in fear, neighing wildly, trying to escape from here, and almost knocked the owner on their back to the ground.
"What happened?!" A cavalryman yelled in panic, pulling on the reins desperately, but could not restrain the frantic horse at all.
"Could it be——a magical beast?!"
The cavalry captain's face turned pale and his voice was trembling.
Only magic beasts with a silver level or above can emit an aura that is enough to make their horses lose control! And the three war horses lost control at the same time, and the one who released their breath was at least a gold-level monster!
No matter which one they are, they are not opponents they can solve.
It was as if they saw death waving to them, and the fear from the depths of their souls completely defeated their will.
The three of them rolled around and turned their horses. They didn't even bother to pick up the fallen weapons. They ran away like crazy towards the way they came and disappeared into the shadow of the forest in the blink of an eye.
Almost as soon as the three figures disappeared, the restless horses and horses in the caravan calmed down one after another.
They looked around in horror, not knowing what was happening. Then they gradually calmed down their breathing and returned their attention to the weeds on the roadside.
The tense atmosphere just now disappeared instantly.
Everyone in the caravan looked at this dramatic scene in shock, with indescribable shock written on their faces.
They don't understand what the pressure of the dragon is, and they don't think that the miracle of the gods will take action for a prostitute who is oppressed by the evil forces.
In the minds of mortals, they only saw three arrogant lord soldiers, fleeing without warning in front of Mr. Colin's carriage.
This strange sight can only be explained by one word: magic.
Thomas was the first to come to his senses.
He walked quickly to the side of the carriage, but did not dare to get too close. He just bowed and saluted from a distance, his voice stammering due to excitement.
"Thank you for your kindness! Without your help, I - I really don't know what to do!"
Looking at the smile that was much uglier than crying, Luo Yan knew very well that this was certainly not what Mr. Thomas was thinking.
After all, the money has been paid and Colin is forced to pretend, but the trouble is his own trouble - now he can only pray that Mr. Cabin farts him, and that he will never meet a guy who recognizes his face when he comes back next time.
The mercenary leader gave a bitter smile and scratched the back of his head. He felt that he was no longer human inside and out, and silently walked to the back of the convoy.
He also had endless complaints in his heart.
Why didn't you take action earlier if you are so awesome? The eyes of those newbies who had just entered the industry were shining brightly, they whistled at Mr. Colin's carriage, and even cheered excitedly.
"As expected of Mr. Colin!"
"What kind of magic was that just now? Did you see it?"
"No! But I feel like my breath is frozen! I can't make a sound at all, really!" Kallen, who was slumped on the frozen soil, looked around blankly, not realizing what was going on.
She only felt a terrifying force occupying her heart, and then the villains on horseback seemed to have seen gods descending from the earth. They did not even dare to say a harsh word, turned around and fled as fast as they could.
Could it be that·——
Saint Sith really appeared? !
The eyes that seemed to have been frozen finally regained their vitality, and the tears for the rest of their lives flowed out with the last trace of fear in her heart.
Karien raised her arm that was stained with muddy water, wiped away her tears with her relatively clean wrist, and then looked around for a while, landing on a carriage.
She vaguely heard a name, which seemed to be Colin. That man was a magician, and it seemed that he had saved her.
She climbed up from the icy frozen soil, carrying the black robe that was dragging on the ground, walked to the side of the carriage one by one, then knelt down without hesitation and pressed her forehead to the hard frozen soil.
Although her voice was trembling, it was extremely clear and sincere.
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Luo Yan knew what the impatient eyes meant. This little guy just wanted to convey the "majesty" of the Dragon God through his own mouth
However, is the Demon King the kind of person who "finds money without knowing it"?
There is no doubt that he is.
But there are more important things to do than explaining the misunderstanding and praising the Dragon God who has been out of fashion for who knows how many years.
For example, to soothe a wounded soul, the curtain of the carriage was opened by a slender hand, revealing a handsome and gentle face, so that Kallen couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.
But soon, she lowered her head.
It was not because of shame, but simply because she felt that it was an offense to the gods to look at the angels who descended to earth.
Although Saint Sith did not carve his name on the snow, there is no doubt that the great man has done justice for himself.
"Sir," she wanted to repeat her words of thanks in a trembling voice, but was stopped.
"I'm not an adult, I'm just a traveler like you."
Ignoring the incompetent and furious "Dragon God", Luo Yan looked at the girl kneeling on the cold ground and continued in a kind tone.
"It's cold on the ground, get up."
Kallen hesitated for a moment, then stood up obediently, but still lowered her head, not daring to look directly at this respected man.
"What's your name?" Luo Yan's voice was still gentle. He moved his index finger slightly, and a blanket floated out of thin air and covered her shoulders that were wet with mud and water.
Feeling the warmth on her shoulders, the shivering Kallen glanced up at him gratefully, then lowered her head again.
She said softly.
"Karen—Sir, my name is Kallen.""
It seems that her name is indeed that.
Luo Yan could feel that she regarded herself as the messenger of Saint Sith, and believers would never dare to lie in front of the gods.
"Karen, that's a good name."
After repeating her name, Luo Yan cast his gaze to the far south, and then said in a gentle tone, "So Kallen,
You are safe, what are your plans next? Can you tell me?"
Tightening the blanket around her shoulders, Karen said in a trembling voice.
The territory of the Duke of Kaibei looked at Kallen who was speaking incoherently. Luo Yan said patiently.
"I mean, after going to the south? What do you want to do?"
This question made Kallen stunned again.
She raised her head again, but this time, the eyes that had witnessed the miracle became more confused than ever.
What to do?
She had never thought about this problem.
From the moment she was sold, escape was her only thought and all the hope that supported her survival.
As for her life after escaping, she had no time to think about it. Before her life changed drastically, she was just a farmer's daughter.
She doesn’t know what she can do.
After a moment of silence, Karen shook her head, with a trace of uncertain hope in her eyes, and replied in a hesitant voice: "I"
I don't know, sir. But I think as long as we leave here and go to a new place, there will always be a way to survive.
I heard that it was the hometown of knights.
I think people's moral standards are higher than those of Rhodes people.
Listening to this innocent answer, the smile on Luo Yan's face did not change, but there was a deep sigh in his eyes.
What a beautiful girl with no skills can do in a foreign country with no friends seems to be no need to guess.
It seems that before the "evil winds and evil spirits" set off by the Demon King blow to the north, the evil spirits in the north will blow to the Principality of Campbell first... ——
Of course, it may have blown over long ago.
"Poor child."
These words were very light, but like an invisible needle, it hurt Karen's heart.
She didn't understand why this adult looked at her with such pity, even though she had escaped from the prison and gained a new life.
Those deep eyes seemed to have seen her tragic future, causing an uncontrollable surge of unspeakable fear in her heart, which even washed away the joy of the rest of her life.
Driven by the survival instinct, she moved a step forward and asked in an almost begging tone: "Sir, what should I do? Can you help me give me an idea?"
Luo Yan's eyes fell on the face stained with tears and dust. He did not answer directly, but asked a seemingly unrelated question.
"Can you accept poverty? As well as giving up all worldly desires and dedicating your life to faith."
This question stunned Kallen again.
It was not because this choice was difficult for her, but because she had nothing to do and she had never thought about those things.
After coming back to her senses, she nodded without hesitation, her eyes were firmer than ever before.
"Sir, I can!"
"Very good," Luo Yan finally showed a real smile on his face, "Then you can become a nun."
"Xiu, nun?"
Kallen looked at Colin blankly, as if he did not expect to hear this word at all, and his eyes became hesitant and hesitant.
“But—I haven’t read the Book of Holy Words.”
This is still an understatement, and she doesn’t even know the words.
However, Colin just shook his head.
“It’s not important.”
“But—.—.”
Kallen opened her mouth and wanted to say that no priest had baptized her, and no church would accept her whose identity and origins were unclear.
· There is a strict process for the selection of nuns, and as a village girl, she didn’t even know what the process was.
· However, the gentleman seemed to see through her inner hesitation, and blew away all the confusion in her heart with a gentle and affirmative voice.
"I'm sure."
In an instant, the anxiety in her heart disappeared, and even the vast forest and snowfield became clear and transparent.
Since Saint Sith nodded.
The things he was worried about seemed to no longer be important.
He agreed.