As soon as Paladin's voice fell, the priests who heard the blood boiled immediately clapped excitedly. And some smart priests, who seemed to see clearly where the victorious Libra was falling, also applauded. Paladin crossed his chest very devoutly, holding his scepter in both hands and bowing his head, and said, "May the great true god Inos forgive this lost lamb. May your divine grace shroud us all the time."
At this time, the priest's face was pale, and he didn't know what to say with his mouth open. Squeaking non-stop. And Salier suddenly stood up and waved the scepter in his hand. The magic-blocked sound swept from the tent again. But Sariel's heavy voice reached everyone's ears: "Go, don't be confused. Ride your horse and keep up with the team. As a servant of God, a shepherd, you must do your duty. "
With such an opportunity to step down, that priest is still not willing? Humblely pleaded guilty, and took a group of priests who looked down on Palatine to leave the tent in a hurry. Paladin didn't move a step, he just signaled Tony to prepare a horse for him, and stood silently on the spot. Looking at the floor under their feet, Sariel and Salil remained motionless and silent until only the two of them were left in the tent.
"You are Paladin. It's more powerful than I expected." Sariel walked over with a scepter and looked Paladin up and down. Can't help but compliment. Paladin was about to say something to compliment, but was stopped by Sariel, and said slowly: "It's just you and me here, and I don't like those polite people either. Because I found that you are not stupid, at least smarter than those people. Paladin immediately kept his mouth shut, he knew that this old thing had something to say, and sure enough, Sariel continued: "I've heard about you, too. I sincerely regret the tragedy of the Flamel family." I heard that your healing technique is good?"
Halfway through, the old thing finally showed its tail. Paladin immediately nodded humbly and said, "I'm slightly proficient, because this is white magic that can help others. So I use it often." Who knew that as soon as Paladin's voice fell, Salier immediately waved his hand impatiently and said, "Everything says Excuse me. Are you telling me these things?"
After saying that, ignoring Paladin's reaction, he directly lifted the sleeve of his right hand, revealing a wrinkled, dry, twig-like hand on his arm, and the fingers of his left hand flashed a white light, only to hear the sound of a brush, the arm was immediately cut open. A 20-centimeter hole. The thick, turbid blood immediately flowed out of his mouth. Sariel raised his head slightly, and saw Paladin not showing any surprise or doubt, but the same calm as before, and immediately said with a pale smile: "I was cut, dear Paladin. Can you? Stop the bleeding? If you hesitate, I'll die here."
Palatine expected such an outburst, but he didn't expect this Sariel to open his mouth so decisively. He thought he would experiment on himself. One can imagine how confident the old man is in his healing skills. He was so confident that even if the self in front of him had a low level of knowledge in healing, he could easily handle this huge wound.
I saw Palatine smile slightly, and softly complained of offending. Very calmly raised his left hand, the palm covered the wound on the arm, just so gently. The wound healed quickly like a dream. After a while, no trace of the wound could be seen, only a piece of skin that was still dry.
In an instant! Paladin keenly saw. Just as the wound healed, the old man, who had always been very calm, instantly widened his eyes. He seemed to touch his arm in disbelief. 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 he didn't say a word, just patted Palatine on the shoulder, and suddenly shouted: "Macedonia, come in."
As soon as the voice fell, a soldier in chain armor, a white sleeveless robe, a cross helmet and a shield came in. Paladin immediately and keenly discovered that although this person was not very good-looking, he had a very strong calm and composure between his eyebrows. Paladin doesn't feel at ease because the other person has black hair like himself. On the contrary, after examining it carefully, he found that the warrior's chest and shield had a coat of arms that symbolized the Holy See. The two keys intersected, and in the middle stood a coat of arms with a triple crown. I couldn't help but whisper in my heart: "Templar!"
That's right, this person is the Templar, the royal army specially responsible for defending the important personnel of the Holy See and the order of the Holy City of Kasiri. I saw this samurai walk in front of Archbishop Sariel and immediately knelt down on one knee reverently. However, Sariel smiled at Paladin: "His name is Macedon. As you can see, he is a Templar. You are with the army, so I won't ask about any grudges and disputes. In short, the safety of this army priest is very worrying. This Macedonia will guard your left and right. Keep you safe."
"This... Your Excellency Archbishop, I'm just a military priest. This is the Templar who guards your safety. How can you come to protect me? Your safety is the most important thing!" Paladin heard Sariel's words , and immediately felt that something was wrong. He said beautiful words of refusal on his mouth, but he was very angry in his heart. "This immortal bastard, I have proved my worth, but I still don't trust me. Put a spy next to me to monitor, why are you so suspicious!"
Paladin was worried, not that he would be afraid of a Templar with only two hundred elements of the French Circle. And Sariel is only a white light element that has just reached the fifteenth year. Paladin is naturally not afraid of them in terms of strength. But in this situation, the difference between power and status determines that strength has little effect. He couldn't have killed Sariel directly. Not only will he not become the archbishop, but he will also make it easier for the person who will replace Sariel, and he will end up running away.
That's why Paladin was very angry that he had many secrets that could not be known by outsiders. The refining of the stone of truth, the power of the almighty eye and the golden element. None of these things can be exposed. Putting a monitor by his side now is really annoying! Even Paladin also secretly planned, should we find an opportunity to secretly destroy this Macedonia. But on second thought, Palatine gave up. One dead and another pair, he can't kill all the Templars. For now, only to find the opportunity.
Hearing Paladin's refusal, Sariel immediately stared and said, "Why, don't you believe me?" Before Paladin cursed inwardly, he leaned down and whispered in Paladin's ear: "Young people, don't be impetuous. The position of the bishop of the diocese is not so good. You know, there are several sheep in a flock."
Paladin frowned slightly, knelt on one knee and kissed the ring in Sariel's hand. Thinking about the last sentence with meaning, Salil pushed Palatine out of the tent. When Palatine took Tony's horse, who was waiting at the door, he rolled over. I glanced at Macedonia, who also got on the horse and followed closely behind, and Sariel, who sat back in his seat and bowed his head again. I secretly said in my heart: "How many sheep? It seems that in the monarchy of the Principality of Kasmi, the bishops are not united. This is better. There is a fight, and there is a chance."
Gradually, Paladin showed a smile of anticipation. Not so disgusting with the Macedonian warriors behind him. Raising the whip in his hand, he rushed to the team outside the camp. At this time, Sariel, who was sitting in the tent, slowly opened his eyes and said in his usual heavy tone: "Smart, sensible, and good at being a man. The important thing is patience and proportion. This is a pawn that can be used. "
ps: The next chapter is a real large-scale war scene. I'm really afraid that I can't write well.