Chapter 427 Three Wishes
The dark clouds are low and the atmosphere is chilly!
In the forest on both sides of the road, soldiers armed with muskets and pitchforks surrounded Thomas' caravan. The dense mass of people seemed to be in the thousands at least.
However, these guys are not so much soldiers as they are another group of hungry farmers.
They have a variety of weapons in their hands, and the only uniform attire on their bodies is probably the green turban tied to their heads.
Faced with the frightened caravan guards and the trembling refugees, there was no mercy in their eyes.
A burly man walked directly in front of the caravan.
He wears a bearskin on his body, holds a buckler in his left hand, and carries a broad-bladed battle ax on his shoulder, highlighting his majestic silhouette.
The dark red spots on the ax blade were unknown whether they were rust or blood, but no matter what they were, it did not hinder the ferociousness of his smile.
"Robbers? Us? Man, I can't pretend I didn't hear this. Which of your eyes saw us robbing?"
The mercenary leader looked at him with a livid expression, his muscles all over his body tensed, and the flintlock gun in his hand trembled slightly.
Bronze? Stainless steel? silver?
Or... higher?
The huge momentum made his whole body tremble.
He could not guess the strength of the man in front of him, and this was the first time he met a robber with such strength!
After all, a person with such strength can live a good life no matter where he goes, so why bother to be a robber who has only one meal but no meal?
Suppressing the fear in his heart, the mercenary leader winked at Ben who was standing aside, signaling the latter to go find Mr. Colin quickly.
At the same time, he stared at the strong man with unknown strength and said calmly.
"Isn't it? You surrounded us without even saying hello. Apart from this possibility... I can't think of any other reason. Of course, if you didn't have the intention of robbing, I will apologize to you."
seemed to find this statement very interesting, and the strong man carrying the battle ax grinned.
"Your name?"
The mercenary leader whispered.
hag.”
"Hogg..." The strong man in the green turban nodded and grinned, "You are very calm, although your strength is a bit weak... My name is Brennan, and people call me 'Iron Bull'. How about being my subordinate?"
However, he finally said in a low voice.
"Sorry, I can't do it. Since I have received the money, I have to send my employer somewhere... In my hometown, you will go to hell if you break your oath."
Brennan laughed out loud, looked around, and then looked behind him.
"Hell? What's the difference between here and hell? You're already there!"
Hogue was unmoved and said calmly.
"The difference is... I am still a human being, I have not turned into a demon or fallen into company with demons."
Brennan's face darkened, and the ax on his shoulder moved to his side.
"Don't you think about it any more?"
"There's nothing to think about."
Hogg stared at him intently and suddenly smiled.
"It seems that you are ready to tear off the disguise? For a moment, I was lucky enough to think that I admitted my mistake."
"You did not admit your mistake. We are indeed not bandits, but the Green Forest Army."
Brennan chuckled without a smile and stared at him with squinted eyes.
"But it's true that we can't let you go. The Quemu collar in front has been surrounded by us. Except for people, no materials can enter."
Hogg stared at him and continued.
"It seems that we have hindered your siege, so we will turn around."
Brennan made a gesture of courtesy, but the soldiers standing around had no intention of letting them leave.
Neither did he.
"Whatever you want, but your things must be left behind. They have been requisitioned as supplies for the siege. Also, we have to check whether there are nobles and priests in your team. We will not let go of anyone who sells his soul to Chaos."
This is one of the tactics of siege.
Although the walls of Quemu Castle remain standing, they can corrupt the hearts of the castle defenders with hungry people who cannibalize themselves.
The defenders are all believers, and they cannot see this.
Especially not long ago, the lackeys of these lords had plundered the food in the territory. Even if the feeling of guilt could not shake their morale, it was enough to shake their faith.
No matter how hard-hearted the earl is and refuses to give in an inch of ground, he cannot hold a castle alone.
Looking at Brennan who was plausibly speaking, Hogg laughed out loud.
"You are indeed robbers."
Facing the cavalry of the Kingdom of Rhodes, even if there are only two, it is enough to make him stay silent and dare not disobey.
However, for some reason, facing the obviously more powerful robber in front of him, he didn't feel any fear in his heart.
The Kingdom of Rhodes is the home of mercenaries.
Perhaps he was born to fight bandits, and this is exactly the meaning of his standing here.
Looking at Hogg who was ready to fight, Brennan grinned with a cruel smile.
"It seems that you can't understand people's words. But don't worry, my brothers will teach you... what is humility and etiquette."
The Green Forest Army soldiers standing behind Brennan were ready to fight, with a pair of ferocious eyes showing a fierce light.
Just when he was about to give the order to attack, a sudden change occurred. The crowd that was crowded together at a loss suddenly consciously made a way out of the way.
In the center of the caravan, a woman wearing a simple robe walked out through the crowd.
The moment they saw the woman, the eyes of the soldiers wearing green turbans turned green, and their withered lips wanted to salivate... Just like Hogg's mercenary men did when they first saw the woman.
That is purely a normal reaction. In this land that is closer to hell than hell, etiquette and shame are a luxury.
Especially those people who cannot live anymore have long abandoned their original beliefs.
Brennan's reaction was quite calm. After all, he was one of the twelve leaders of the Green Forest Army.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the woman up and down, his smile becoming crueler.
"Nun?"
What he hates most in his life are the people in the church, followed by the nobles in the castle.
Him He once begged the priest to pray for his deceased parents, but he was turned away because he could not pay. He could only watch his parents become undead wandering in the forest.
They have long forgotten their original promise, and their desire to eliminate death has resulted in a bad death!
He vowed that once he mastered the power, he would use the most cruel method to make those who believe in Saint Sith experience the pain he had endured!
Facing those pairs of eyes that were either naked or vicious, Karen said in a calm tone.
“My name is Karen, I come from an ordinary village in the Kingdom of Rhodes.”
Brennan laughed.
"Then you are in the wrong place. It seems that Saint Sith has completely abandoned you!"
Karen's expression did not waver at all, and her voice was still full of calmness, as if it had incredible power.
"On the contrary, I think...it was He who guided me here, and it was precisely because I was needed here that He sent a miracle to take me out of hell."
Brennan sneered.
Before he could speak, the group of soldiers wearing green turbans behind him started shouting.
"Don't talk nonsense with her. I think this nun must have a murder weapon hidden on her body and needs to be interrogated."
"That's the boss! Hey, I can help you!"
The obscene words were like invisible bullets, flying towards Karen who was standing in front of the refugees like raindrops.
The faces of the refugees showed angry expressions, as if they were not humiliating one nun, but humiliating the faith of all of them.
Anger is brewing in the crowd.
However, Kallen gave them a reassuring look to reassure those who were worried about her.
She believed that the gods were with her.
Not just the gods, but also Mr. Colin and her lost people.
Seemingly finding the nun's reaction amusing, Brennan raised his hand to stop the restless men behind him.
He stared at the nun who looked normal, with a playful smile on his face.
"You said that Saint Sith sent you here, then let's make a bet."
There must be thousands of refugees following the caravan, and judging from their fanaticism, it is obvious that they will not be captured without mercy.
Of course he could kill them all, but... why not use a safer way?
He can crush their faith first, and then they will become a group of sheep to be slaughtered.
Karen looked at him calmly.
"Saint Sith does not approve of our gambling, but if this convinces you that the gods are still watching over this land... then let him decide our fate."
Brennan didn’t waste any words, raised three fingers and said expressionlessly.
"If you can make the sun disperse the dark clouds in the sky, let the grain fill our barns, and let the lords of Quemuland open the city gates and surrender... As long as you can convince the so-called god to grant our three wishes, we will admit that he is still floating above our heads."
This is impossible.
The twilight of spring in the province is a time of continuous rain, and the sun will not appear until the beginning of next month at the latest.
The second is food.
Although he was only followed by more than a thousand brothers, the Green Forest Army surrounding Quemu Territory was not just a thousand people, but tens of thousands!
With the caravan in front of us, even if their caravans were fully loaded with grain, it would be impossible to fill their granaries!
As for the last request, Brennan said it casually, and it was impossible to fulfill it anyway.
However, Luo Yan, who was sitting in the carriage and heard these three wishes, laughed out loud.
Is this wish difficult?
After listening to Brennan's request, Karen closed her eyes and waited for the "god's" reply.
After a while, just when Brennan was about to get impatient, she opened her eyes and said.
"Saint Siss told me that He can grant these three wishes of yours, but there is one condition."
Brennan was stunned for a moment, staring at her intently.
That determined expression suddenly made him a little undecided. This guy couldn't really do it, could he?
"What conditions?"
Karen said calmly.
"You need to follow His voice, listen to His teachings, and let the light of redemption shine on your dry hearts again."
"Hahahaha!"
Brennan suddenly laughed out loud, as if he heard some funny joke.
He has never heard such a ridiculous request.
What if he takes ten thousand steps back and agrees?
When he fails to fulfill his promise, can Saint Sith still jump in front of him and beat him?
If He really existed, He would have done this long ago!
The interesting thing about people is that they always only remember the cunning of others and forget what they are like.
In the final analysis, gods are just anchors created by people to stabilize their own spirits.
He is above everyone, but not ahead of anyone. He can fulfill the wishes of some believers, but it is impossible for him to take believers to a land they have never seen.
Sitting in the car, Luo Yan admired that unruly face with a smile, waiting for this clever man to lie.
"Okay! I promise you."
Brennan looked at the nun in front of him frankly, as if he were looking at Saint Sith himself.
“If He can really fulfill our wishes, let alone asking us to obey His teachings, so what if we are allowed to fight for Him!”
After a pause, he changed his topic, and his hearty smile turned sinister again, scanning Kallen’s body.
"But I'll say something ugly ahead, if He doesn't fulfill his promise, but hides again..."
Karen didn't have any fear, her expression was equally magnanimous, and she said calmly.
Brennan smiled slightly.
"I've been waiting for your words——"
His voice had just finished, when a dazzling light suddenly cast his shadow on the ground.
Brennan was stunned subconsciously, then raised his head to look up at the sky. The next second, he was completely stunned on the spot.
I saw a shining ball of light appearing in the sky.
It was like a red-hot iron that poked into the middle of the leaden gray clouds, burning a hole in the sky!
At this moment, two suns seemed to appear in the sky!
Everyone standing on the dirt road in the country was stunned.
They have believed in the Saint Sith religion all their lives, but this is the first time they have seen this scene!
"What is this?!"
"Devil, magic?"
"Impossible... If it is magic, it must be at least platinum level! That is the power that only the bishop has!"
It is obviously impossible for the bishop to be here, and that lord is not even in this twilight province.
There is only one possibility!
The nun named Kallen in front of them is the chosen one of Saint Sith!
He has never abandoned them, but has sent His messengers, and they are just a little short of waiting for her!
The soldier wearing the green turban stood there helplessly, his face that was originally arrogant was now full of panic.
This time it was them who didn’t know what to do.
Before the refugees’ faith was shaken, it was the green forest army’s faith that was shaken first…
Unlike the soldiers who didn’t know what to do, the believers who followed Kallen exclaimed at the incredible miracle before them.
They knelt on the ground, with their heads above the two scorching suns, praying devoutly.
"It's a miracle!"
"Saint Sisius is above!"
"Please forgive my sins, merciful Lord... and bring my soul to you."
Noisy voices came one after another, Brennan stared at his brothers with wide eyes, wanting to scold them to wake up, but his jaw was as heavy as lead.
That was not because of any magic, but because the awe deep in his heart was reawakened.
The gods are watching him...
A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead and fell silently to the ground, blending into the dry soil.
But soon, his expression became distorted again, and his two bloodshot eyeballs trembled as if fighting.
"This is impossible... If your special mother-in-law really existed, what would you have done! Why did you come out just now!"
While he was fighting between heaven and man, Karen walked up to him and said in a gentle voice.
"Mr. Brennan, I have also resented, cursed, and doubted... Why should I, for no reason, be allowed to fall into hell, be betrayed by my relatives, be possessed by demons, and experience endless fear and torture."
Brennan squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat.
"What do you know..."
"I have indeed not experienced your hell."
Kalian lowered her eyebrows, and after a moment, she slowly spoke and told her own story.
· Including how she was sold to Ms. Linna by her close relatives, including how she narrowly escaped from the claws of the demons, including how she wandered in the deserted snow for three days and three nights, saw hope, fell into hell again, and finally survived and understood her mission...
· Brennan was stunned, and the eyes he looked at her gradually took on a hint of disbelief.
That was not because he could sympathize with her suffering, but because it was incredible that a person could still tenaciously climb out of hell after falling into it so many times.
What makes him even more incredible is that after experiencing these hardships, she still has not given up her piety.
He suddenly began to believe that she might really have something on her body...
Maybe, she was really sent here by Saint Sis.
However, that is just maybe.
"The bet is not over yet...your faith cannot fill our stomachs," Brennan stared at her with wavering eyes and continued word by word, "But you are different from other priests. You have at least fulfilled one promise. I can make an exception and allow you to leave here, take your things with you, and treat us as if we have never met."
He suddenly remembered his principles, and he only remembered them just now.
He only killed nobles, priests and their lackeys, and this nun...according to what she said, it was obviously not true.
In the past, he would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go, but now he decided to show his noble hand.
However, Karen shook her head slightly.
"I will not leave, it was the gods who asked me to come here. I came here to save you..."
Hence, before the "general" of the Green Forest Army could speak, she continued in a soft voice.
"Now I have to fulfill my second promise...please ask your soldiers to help me."
Brennan was stunned, and was led by her words unconsciously.
“Help you? What to do?”
"Of course it's to carry food."
Kallen turned around and walked in front of the caravan, looking at the stunned Mr. Thomas and said.
"Please lend me your fleet, and I promise to return them to you intact."
Thomas knelt on the ground with a plop, as piously as if he were facing Saint Sith himself, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
"Please tell me what to do...Your Highness the Saint."
No matter whether others believe it or not, he really believed it.
After all, if the ball of light shining in the sky is magic, it must be at least platinum-level magic!
He admitted that Mr. Colin was very strong, but to say he was platinum-level was too exaggerated.
Existences of that level are already regarded as high-level transcendent beings. They are at least famous warriors in the kingdom, and they are at least the demon king's right-hand man in the labyrinth.
And if that gentleman has this ability, why not just crush these bandits to death with one finger?
It might be easier to do that!
There is only one explanation for this, and that is that the holy light that towers over the sky is not from the hands of mortals, but from the aloft gods who have lowered their majesty to the mortal world!
Excluding all unreasonable possibilities, this is the closest explanation to the truth he can think of!
Happy Saint Sis, he and Hawke actually naively thought that it was Mr. Colin who rescued Ms. Kallen that morning!
The one who took action was clearly Saint Sith himself!
At this moment, Thomas finally understood the meaning behind Mr. Colin’s words, “This is interesting.”
The magician had already seen that there was a god standing behind the nun...
Thinking of the betrayal that he and Hogg had betrayed her, Thomas was so frightened that he trembled all over.
However, in the face of his fear and confession, Karen smiled and calmed the panic in his heart with a gentle voice.
"I am not that great a person, not worthy of the titles of Saint and His Highness."
"Just call me Sister or Ms. Karen."