In the Norman River Valley under the scorching sun, the rushing river water surged straight downriver like a herd of fleeing animals.
"Father Karel, you said... will someone really come to rob our food and grass?"
On the edge of the river beach, about a thousand troops were lingering here. At a glance, there are soldiers, knights, and priest-like people. There were several large ships docked on the shore, and the soldiers were busy carefully loading food onto the ships.
A commander-like figure on horseback looked at the flowing river and suddenly said the words just now.
"Of course, someone is watching our team!" Beside him, a priest on horseback said coldly, "The spies we met along the way are the best evidence."
"Then...will there be many people coming to rob food?"
"There shouldn't be many, maybe even just one person." The priest replied, "I don't want to say his name, so you can stop asking, pretend that nothing happened, and continue on your way."
However, after hearing these words, the commander seemed to have thought of something and showed a look of uncertainty.
"W-what? It can't be that... that foreign one..."
The priest looked a little impatient, but after repeated questioning, he finally nodded. When the commander saw this, his whole face suddenly fell.
"Father Karel, this... what should we do? There should be other arrangements from above, right? Otherwise... otherwise, none of us will be able to get out of here alive today."
Father Karel shook his head, snorted coldly, and said: "You don't need to know so much, just let your soldiers move forward."
The commander was still ashen-faced. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to ask: "Then... for the sake of God, can you tell me whether our food team was used as bait from the beginning? "
Father Carell turned his head and glanced at him. He was silent for a moment and answered the question by shaking his head.
However, after receiving the answer, the commander didn't look much better. He was still riding powerlessly on the horse, looking at the busy soldiers in front, and suddenly showed a fierce look.
"What are you doing! You're so slow... I shouldn't hurry up! What are you doing standing there? Resting? Let me tell you, if you don't finish moving the food to me within half an hour, you won't have anything to eat today!"
He suddenly stepped forward, drew out his whip, and swung it violently at a few unlucky soldiers. The soldiers were beaten so hard that they couldn't even scream in pain. They could only lower their heads and drag bags of food one after another, desperately trying to get to the boat.
They all didn't understand, where did such a good commander get so angry
However, under the violent urging of superiors, the efficiency of transporting grain has indeed been greatly improved. Half an hour later, thousands of bags of grain were loaded onto the ship. The crew waved vigorously towards the troops on the shore, indicating that they could also board the ship.
The commander saw this and breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as they take a boat downstream, the distance to Crewe Town is actually very close. There are heavy soldiers everywhere in that area. No matter how capable the mage is, he shouldn't be able to do anything to them, right
Besides, Father Carrier said he would come, but does he really mean he will come? At this moment, he could only pray hard in his heart, hoping that God would bless them and that the devil would never appear in front of them.
However…
"What, what's going on? The ship is sinking! Is there a leak somewhere? Go to the warehouse and check it out!"
Before the commander could board the ship, a series of exclamations came from the ship. The scene instantly became chaotic. The soldiers who were boarding the ship hurriedly ran to the shore, and some crew members also hurriedly checked the floor of the cabin, trying to find where the water was leaking.
Only Father Karel stared at the slowly sinking ship, his face calm, but he looked a little confused.
… come yet
After a while, the crew member who went down to check the bottom plate hurriedly rushed up and shouted: "There is no hole below! Our boat is fine, there is no leakage at all!"
"Is there no water leak? How can it sink if there is no water leak? You little bastards, get out of here and continue checking!"
"But… "
"Whatever nonsense you are talking about, get off here!"
The crew was still busy saving the grain ship, but the commander standing on the shore had already started to feel cold in his hands. At that moment, he even forgot to direct the soldiers to save the food on the ship. He felt nothing but despair.
There is no water leakage... So what is sinking? Do I need to say it
He only felt horrified that such a huge ship, a ship that could sail smoothly on such a rough river... was being pulled by some force and sinking little by little. He felt as if he was on that boat, sinking inevitably into the water.
So... what will be his life-saving straw
The commander was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and ran back to Father Karel. He said in a horrified tone: "Master Father, look, that guy has appeared! You will protect us, right? What kind of monster can drag such a big ship down!"
The priest just stared at the sinking boats on the river, silent and did nothing.
This attitude made the commander feel very panicked. He felt that the priest might have been frightened and had no preparation at all for the coming of the devil. Therefore, they may all die here today!
God...how did things become like this
In this way, with the helpless rescue efforts of the crew and the helpless soldiers on the shore, within a few minutes, the big ship sank straight to the bottom of the lake, without any resistance at all. Some crew members then swam out of the water, with expressions of confusion on their faces. They had no idea why such a bizarre thing happened.
And when the last tip of the mast disappeared into the water, the entire valley fell into a deathly silence.
The commander was stunned.
No... No one came out
His heart seemed to beat violently, waking him up from his stupor. Then, he carefully walked a few steps towards the river and looked around, but could only see the rushing water. It was as if nothing had happened, and the large ship transporting grain seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Although this scene was a bit creepy, the commander was shaken and a smile appeared on his face.
That demon... isn't going to kill them
Confusing thoughts were rushing through his mind, and the commander turned his head and looked at Father Karel. But at this time, Father Karel had a gloomy look on his face.
"Want to run?"
A low voice came from his mouth, and he didn't know who he was talking to. Before the commander could understand, he saw a flash of holy light beside the priest, and six wings of light condensed from his back. It was like a god descending from heaven, so dazzling that it was difficult to look directly at it.
Immediately afterwards, the light wings flapped, and the priest disappeared from the place, and he didn't know where he went.
The river valley returned to calm, but the commander's face was filled with shock that had not dissipated for a long time. He looked at the place where Father Karel disappeared, motionless as if under a restraining spell.
The surrounding soldiers and crew members also stared blankly, wondering what was going on.
After being stunned for a long time, the commander came back to his senses.
"My... my God..." he said to himself, "What Father Karel? That, that is His Majesty the Pope!"