Mercenaries and Adventurers

After Kiel finished speaking, he picked up a few small nails again and came to the side of the cowhide that the carriage had just hung down. The cowhide on the roof section has been nailed, now it's time to get down.

Iron nails are small in size, but more troublesome to make. Even the rough little nails in his hand at this moment were forged by apprentice blacksmiths.

Of course, there are more convenient production methods, but it is not a technology that can be used on a large scale by the local blacksmith shop of the checkpoint.

Each of the small iron nails in his hand is different, so when Kiel uses them, he has to judge how to swing the small wooden hammer to hit them according to the shape of each iron nail.

Then, Priest Batar chatted with Kiel for a while about the possible situation tomorrow morning. After confirming that he could release another wave of "Blessed Bread" blessings tomorrow morning, Kiel patted the priest on the shoulder.

"As long as you don't make yourself so embarrassed like this time, it's fine just now. If it was me, if it was someone else, the scene will probably be messed up after you fainted. It's out of control."

"Sorry. Anyway, I have to be more cautious when releasing the blessing for the first time. I didn't expect that the blessing pattern on my chest would not refuse my Saturn's divine power when I took the initiative to provide divine power."

Keir also lowered his head and patted the three blessing patterns on his body: "It seems that I have to be careful too, I am different from you. You are a Saturn priest. If you lose your divine power, there are many ways to replenish it. I This Saturn's supernatural power was given to me by other people. It's not that I can't replenish it, but compared with your pond, the capacity of my bathtub is too far behind."

The **** of agriculture on Kiel is also responsible for part of the physical recovery function during battle, so it is not essential, but it is also a basic part of his combat system.

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After a while, a waitress opened the wooden door leading to the backyard from the hall, and trotted to Priest Batar: "Master Priest, the chef has already prepared the stew you want for dinner."

"Then I went to eat, are you sure I have eaten?"

Kiel nodded and waved his hand to tell Priest Batar to eat and not to interfere with his work.

The cowhide of the main part of the carriage has been fixed on the hood, and the rest is to put the thick linen cloth that is waterproof and rainproof on the carriage again.

Priest Batar walked into the hotel lobby and walked to a dining table in the middle of the hall under the guidance of the waitress.

"What would you like to drink?" the waitress asked with a bent smile.

"Water is fine, after all, it's inconvenient to drink when you're outside."

Having said that, the waitress went to the lobby to ask for wine, asked the hotel steward for a copper cup, and poured a full glass of water.

At this time, the male waiter was holding a tray from the back kitchen. In the big stone bowl on it, the boiling hot stew was bubbling and steaming.

"Ah, so many?"

"Yes, this is my go-to beef stew in wine, with yoghurt and a variety of easy-to-cook vegetables, guaranteed to leave you full and refreshed."

The obese chef leaked half of his head from the back kitchen, introducing his works confidently and shyly at the same time.

Priest Batar was hungry, and smelling the incomparably fragrant stew in front of him, he couldn't care less. He thanked the waitress who brought the water, then picked up the small copper spoon that came with the tray, and poured the stew Stir the spiced surface of the dish.

The yoghurt melted by the heat is like fat and blends with the stew when stirring with a spoon, and the spices are small and stick to the surface of the dark red wine-flavored beef of suitable size.

Scoop up a spoonful of beef and put it in your mouth.

Priest Batar was moved and closed his eyes.

Nodding solemnly, he recognized the taste of the food, and then he began to chew.

The fat cook was very excited, and he was very satisfied with the work of this powerful priest. So he looked at the hotel steward proudly and raised his chin.

The steward smiled and said nothing.

Then Priest Batar picked up the half-rolled steaming wheat cake next to the stew, and picked it up with his hands without being afraid of being hot. After a little roll, he had a bite of beef, a bite of wheat cake, a bite of soft vegetables, and a bite of wheat cake. cake.

The large wheat cakes couldn't bear Priest Batar's eating like this, and quickly disappeared into the priest's mouth.

When eating another wheat cake, the priest tore the wheat cake into several pieces, soaked it in the stew, scooped it with a wooden spoon, dipped in the slightly sour and fragrant stew juice, and swallowed the wheat cake.

The beef is eaten first, and then the wheat cake is eaten with the stew juice. Finally, the spoon in the priest's hand moves quickly, and spoonfuls of stew are delivered to the mouth.

"Whoa—"

A small pot of stew and two freshly baked wheat cakes went into his stomach. Priest Batar's face was flushed, and his whole body felt slightly warm.

Picking up the clear water at the side, he gulped down half a cup in one gulp, and he was finally full.

Although the original weakness is still there, after all, the lost divine power cannot be restored outrageously just by eating a meal, and he needs to continue to pray to the gods in the future, and heal the injured to return and supplement the divine power.

As for relying on the prayers and beliefs of many believers to convert divine power, the believers in the village under his jurisdiction don't know where they are suffering at the moment, and of course it is impossible now.

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In the middle of the night, Bloodyaster came out of the hotel with a yawn, and said hello to Keir who was practicing with a wooden sword and a small wooden shield in the backyard, and planned to change shifts for the night.

Although they spent the night in a hotel inside the checkpoint, their carriage was not fully enclosed, and it was not locked for protection, so one person had to come and watch the luggage on the carriage at all times.

As for the caravan carriages owned by other merchants, they either rented a special warehouse near the courtyard of the hotel to store important goods, or half of the goods in the carriage were packed in large locked wooden boxes, and the wooden boxes were firmly packed. The ropes were tied very tightly to the freight wagon.

In the case of the occasional patrol by the hotel staff, it is not easy to lose things.

"Okay, let me finish this training."

Although it was midnight, Keir was bare-chested, with only a pair of leather pants and cowhide boots on.

He kept moving sideways around his unloaded carriage, left or right, approaching suddenly, or retreating sharply, without any rules or rules at all.

Moreover, the small wooden shield used for training in the left hand is also mysterious. This time, the shield does not match the wooden sword in the right hand when attacking forward. Like wielding a heavy weapon, he cuts and blocks, and changes back and forth a few times.

And the wooden sword that has been disappearing is also in unexpected places, popping up like a snake, and walking away as soon as it touches the front.

It may seem weird, but a knowledgeable fighter knows that Kiel is very difficult to deal with.

This is because Kiel considered that it was late at night, and it was still an unfamiliar public environment, so it was not easy to practice the combat simulation training under the blessing of life energy on his body. But even so, Keir feels that he can easily defeat himself last year with only a wooden sword and wooden shield.

Not only the increase in combat experience, but the gradual increase in the knight's life energy has actually affected his body as Knight Crowe said.

Even without using life energy, his strength is gradually increasing.

He runs faster, jumps farther and higher, and has stronger wrists. He couldn't lift a bandit with one hand before, but now Keel feels that he can lift people up and throw them out one by one.

Not to mention wearing a full body of iron armor, with solid protection for safety, Keel felt like he was hitting the wooden wall of an ordinary house, and it would definitely be the wall that fell, not himself.

He was very sure of it.

As for the enhancement and strengthening of life energy, according to what Knight Crowe said, one must first do a lot of whole-body training while eating enough monster meat, fully integrate the actual nutrients in the monster meat into the body, and cause the body to be in a state of oversaturation state of life energy.

Subsequent training will allow the body to gradually adapt to more life energy, each time more than the previous time, and each time more than the previous time.

In this way, the final saturation state of life energy in the whole body will reach its peak about half a year after the start.

Generally speaking, nobles stop here. At this time, their bodies will be several times stronger than ordinary people, and their abilities in all aspects will have several times advantages. This is enough for them to show the people under different regimes.

Enough physical advantages for nobles to crush ordinary people.

The vast majority of nobles stopped here because of their status and time and energy.

And knights, knights like Crow Knights and Rumi Knights, who rely on force and violence for food, will further conduct various skills training on life energy.

Keel scratched his head, he wasn't sure if Knight Crowe would teach him these very important knight skills, but there was no way, Keel felt that he could only express himself to the best of his ability in the following battles.

In order to earn the favor of the Crow Knight, who has the dignity and honor of a knight.

Knight Crowe is satisfied, and he probably will be able to get further instruction.

But to be honest, Kiel feels that his own strength is already very strong now, and when he thinks about the two knights he communicated with and met all day long, Kiel shudders.

So what do the powerful knights think of the ordinary people who usually surround them?

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Early the next morning, Keel got up from the bed, grabbed a small handful of jerky monster meat from his pocket, and put it in his mouth.

After going out and locking the door, he knocked on the Batar priest's wooden door opposite, and when he was about to hand him over, the hotel steward poked his head out from the stairs, and when he saw Kiel getting up, he leaned over with a flattering smile.

"What's the matter? It's early in the morning."

Keel asked.

The steward with the mustache pointed in the direction of the hall, and said softly: "Master Knight, there are two Saturn priests waiting for you in the hall. They came early in the morning. It is not good to rush you two." I just got up and waited below. And ah."

The manager was mysterious: "A lot of people from the southern provinces gathered outside. Although they didn't block the streets like yesterday, they all gathered outside without saying a word. See?"

Kiel blinked. He didn't expect it to be so lively this morning. He patted the steward who was much older than him: "It's okay, I'll wake up my companions, and you can tell the two priests to wait."

"Hey, hey."

The steward agreed and ran downstairs quickly, and when Kiel heard that Priest Batar had undid the bolt behind the wooden door of the house, he pushed it open and walked in.

Before he could say anything, Priest Batar grabbed Kiel and whispered in a nervous and uneasy voice: "Kiel, look at the street outside! Be careful, don't be seen, they are all human, what should we do now ?”

Keir came to the window cautiously, glanced out before turning his head back, and then closed the wooden window directly.

The street outside was full of people, but it was very orderly, and a passage was reserved for carriages on the street. Soldiers are grouped at the end of the street, and it seems that they will take action at any time, but they have not taken any action yet.

He shrugged: "Don't panic, just release the blessing again according to the discussion yesterday. With enough rations, they should be able to last for a while. In fact, I think it's best for these people not to gather in the checkpoint After suffering, go back and find a way out in the southern province."

"You're not right. They wanted to flee there because they couldn't stay in the southern province. And would anyone really want to go back?"

Priest Batar shook his head. He didn't think anyone would return to the chaotic southern province before the battle ended.

"Just ask."

The two went out, locked it, and walked downstairs.

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In the hall, the atmosphere was oppressive, and the large number of refugees from the south gathered outside the hotel, making everyone in the hotel restless, and at the moment there were two Saturnian priests waiting for someone in the hall, making everyone even more uncomfortable.

A businessman whispered to the hotel waiter to deliver the food to his room, and then walked upstairs quickly. When they met Keir at the stairs, they immediately turned sideways and smiled awkwardly, saying, "Good morning, I just want to go back to the house for dinner."

Kiel didn't pay much attention to what the man said, and patted Priest Batar on the shoulder, motioning the priest to talk to the two to see what the purpose of the visit was. He walked out of the hall and went to his carriage in the backyard.

With a vigorous look on his face, Bloodfang was harnessing Kiel's first two horses to the carriage. The other two new prairie horses were waiting aside, and the saddle and bridle had been placed beside the horses.

Kiel went up to help, and after getting everyone's horses ready, he got into the hood of the carriage. Entering the dreamland, putting on a full body armor, Kiel returned to the carriage.

He deliberately made some noises, and after waiting for a while, Keir stepped out of the carriage again.

Boom, the boots landed with a dull sound.

Blood Yaster was delighted when he saw it: "You are really fast."

Keir snorted twice, which was considered to have exposed the problem.

"Two Saturnian priests came to the hotel. I went to see the situation. There are many southern people on the street outside waiting for the blessing of the Batar priest. You can wait here for a while. After everything is settled, I will call you When you come out again, let's start again."

"okay."

Seeing that Bloodyaster agreed, Keir returned to the hall.

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In the hall, three priests of Saturn were gathering in a corner of the hall, whispering something. After Kiel came in, he saw Priest Batar asking the two Saturn priests in the level to check the blessing of the Blessed Bread on his left chest.

After the two priests confirmed, their faces changed from serious to much better.

"How is it? Did the two priests come here for any questions?"

After Keir came over, he asked openly. He didn't find something to sit down on, because he was wearing armor and weapons, and he was very heavy. He couldn't guarantee that the ordinary chairs in the hotel could support his weight.

Priest Batar said excitedly: "These two priests of Saturn, Priest Herb and Priest Firworth at the Whitestone City Wall Checkpoint, they heard about what happened last night, and they came here this time to provide Hand in hand."

The two priests, a man and a woman, are not too young, they may be fifty or sixty years old. After seeing Keir coming over, he looked surprised.

Kiel knew why they were surprised. Even though he was covered by armor, the divine power of Saturn on Kiel was still too conspicuous to the priests. He is no longer surprised by this, and he is even a little used to it.

Anyway, ordinary people can’t see it, and even priests from other churches, including the non-Saturnalia Church, can’t tell much~www.readwn.com~ These two priests have been providing daily necessities to the people in the south, but you know, flipping After increasing by fifty times, more and more people who came over couldn't get past this checkpoint and could only wander here. Even if they try their best, they can only ensure that some children will not die of hunger. "

Priest Batar explained his message to the two local priests, and just happened to praise each other once.

"I'm ashamed, the two of us speak lightly, and we can't talk to the knight who is stationed at the checkpoint. He doesn't care about the misery of the people. If the current situation can barely be maintained, the army in the checkpoint will even drive out the people who are fleeing. here."

Kiel nodded and asked how the two priests helped Priest Batar.

"Yesterday, I asked some familiar people about the situation when Priest Batar released his blessing. The two of us probably judged that his divine power should be exhausted now, so we thought of coming over to provide divine power to help."

As soon as Kiel heard this, he began to persuade: "Two priests, you two should think about it. Blessing the 'blessed food' is not a small magic. It will be drained directly. It’s not like you can’t give it if you want. You two are not too young, and you are not as young and strong as Priest Batar. See? You two should think about it?"

Although Kiel's words are direct, they are indeed a very real problem. Although the exhaustion of divine power is not as dangerous as that of a magician after the exhaustion of magic power for the priests, it is still somewhat risky for the elderly priests.

After all, the old priests, their bodies can live a long and healthy life, thanks to the inner balance and visceral health provided by the abundant divine power in their bodies.