Wait until Aberle's for the first time in a real sense. Except for the blood on the ground, there were no corpses in this forest. Paladin looked at Tony, who was still vomiting, and sat on a tree trunk to soothe Kaleich. He was no longer in the mood to pay attention to these people. He walked out of the forest on his own, and returned to the tent to lie on the quilt.
Some people say that sleep can give people calm and relaxation. But Paladin couldn't sleep when he was at his most irritable. He has not slept for more than two months. Usually it's fine, but now he just killed someone and discovered the fatal weakness under this extremely powerful force. But can't sleep! Can't even eat anything! There was nowhere to vent his resentment, and Paladin even had the urge to stand up and cook all the people in the camp! So Palatine lay there with his eyes open until dawn.
When the first rays of sunlight hit the tent in the morning, Paladin squinted immediately. The familiar Almighty Eye on his forehead immediately appeared. In an instant, the name Palatine sat up dejectedly. "Oh, Father, you woke up really early!" At this moment, a soldier with a spear in his hand and wearing a chain armor lifted the tent and asked in surprise when he saw Paladin who had woken up. Palatine smiled immediately, put the cross on his body, took the scepter, and said reverently: "As a servant of the gods, pray to the true god every morning and call the name of the true god Inos. It is the most basic."
The sergeant was very surprised, and his eyes gradually showed a respectful look: "Your Excellency Auxiliary Bishop, please change your clothes and come out. Our lord, Lord Torch, would like to invite you to breakfast." Hearing these words, Palatine Also stunned. Although he wondered what such a big noble was doing to him, he said very politely on the surface: "Please wait a moment, I will come after I have changed my clothes."
After speaking, he immediately put on a new set of lace and gorgeous robes. Put away the scepter for purely decorative purposes. Trying to put on a gentle expression, he walked out of the tent. "His Excellency, where are you going?" Tony, who had just walked out of the tent, apparently just woke up, saw Paladin in a formal suit, and couldn't help asking. "Oh, the count is invited. Do your morning homework first." After giving the former a look, Paladin smiled and followed the soldier to the tall tent in the distance. But it was very unhappy in my heart. What he is most afraid of now is that others will invite you to dinner. Because he can't eat anything at all. If it's just water, it's barely enough to drink a little. But once any food is eaten, it is bound to be extremely disgusting and spit out.
Under the congratulations of the soldiers, Palatine walked into this gorgeous tent. At first glance, I saw the long table inside, Bunalles, the Count of Torch, cutting a piece of smoked pork on the plate. There is also fresh fruit and white bread on the side. "Lord Count, do you call me?" Paladin respectfully met the Count with noble etiquette. But the count didn't raise his head, just stretched out his hand beside him, shook it and said, "Paladin, come here. You didn't have breakfast, right?"
Paladin stepped forward and sat down with a smile, and said in an apologetic voice: "Don't get me wrong, Count, I never eat breakfast. At this time, I'm praying to the true god Inos." words, the earl hummed in disapproval. After chewing the pork in his mouth and swallowing it, he put down his knife and fork. He picked up the napkin on his chest and wiped his mouth. He turned his head to look at Paladin. At this moment, the long blond hair that hangs down the shoulders can't hide the earl's dazzling and far-reaching eyes. However, under such gaze, Paladin still had a smile on his face. Not at all moved.
After a while, the earl suddenly hummed and continued to pick up the knife and fork to eat, and said to himself: "Your Excellency Auxiliary Bishop, do you know a mercenary named Harvey?" He also deliberately added: "A bearded face and a bad temper. I like to be clever, and I love mercenaries in iron armor." Paladin's pupils shrank rapidly, but he kept a smile on his face and shook his head: "Harvey? I don't know this person." "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly. It's not just about the eyes, but also the mind." The Torch Count immediately waved his hand and said something profound, but Palatine still smiled. Shaking his head in denial of knowing Harvey.
Seeing that Paladin refused to admit it, the earl who obviously had some information was not angry. Instead, he showed an admiring smile and asked an inexplicable sentence: "Your Excellency Auxiliary Bishop, you know that my army of 800 people wants to How much does it cost to lead the fight?" Paladin was stunned for a moment, then frowned in thought. "An army of 800 people, food, daily necessities, salaries, armor, weapons, etc. It should cost 8,000 gold coins." Paladin came up with an ambiguous answer. After all, he has never been exposed to these things, and he doesn't understand at all.
I saw the Torch Earl nodded, and said in a melancholy whisper: "My army of 800 people has cost me 10,000 gold coins in two months!" Paladin was a little surprised, not only surprised at With this huge number, I was even more surprised why the Earl told him these things. But I heard the earl say helplessly: "I am the earl of the duchy, but the territory I inherited from my father is far greater than this title. I own a big city, more than a dozen towns, and more than 30 villages. Half of the territories are It will be distributed to the nobles under my command. Half of the taxes they submit each month will be taken, and the other half will be turned over to the Archduke."
Speaking of which, the count, who seems to be rarely resentful, took a sip of water and said with a sigh: "One month, it's just taxes. I can get seven hundred gold coins. In addition to the profits made by the merchants under my hands, the territory is very important. The foreign trade of iron ore. There are also trade and taxes from the border monster forest. I can also get a share, and I have 1,900 gold coins a month. But I also have to spend, decorate the facade, and even give to the people below. Officials pay. What you actually get every month is only five hundred gold coins."
Palatine seemed to understand a little what the count meant. I saw the earl continue to say: "Although I am an earl, I have never been on the battlefield for generations. I have been arranged in the back to wait for the battle report of the front line. I don't know how to fight, and I don't know how to fight. I have never seen a fight. Yes, you will die in battle, but as a nobleman, for the honor and reputation of the family, isn't the battlefield the place to make achievements? Look at the Marquis of Carmon, the territory is nothing but a castle and a big city. The wealth that can be owned is even more shabby! But they have 3,000 private soldiers under their command! They are one of the main forces of our Principality."
The earl's brows were deeply wrinkled, perhaps because this question had troubled him for a long time: "The Camon family has been on the battlefield for generations, although some children are killed from time to time. However, because of years of training and experience, and repeated generation after generation, his subordinates have A mature soldier who kills enemies on the battlefield to get gold coins and skills! Most of his soldier equipment is self-contained. He doesn't need a penny from his marquis at all! I have never been on the battlefield and want glory and status. I also Elite soldiers and knights without allegiance. So, Paladin. Do you know Harvey now?"
PS: This chapter is so uncomfortable to write. If you feel uncomfortable, please Haihan.
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