Chapter 74 Nalani IV(4)

"They are the best mercenary group in Drax, especially the 'White Tassel Group'," Alalon explained. "Every year, the Emperor of the Hastza Empire selects the best warriors from them to serve as his

Praetorian Guards."

"I know their leader, 'The Lamenter' Xos Ocampo," the old knight Corim added. "A guy who has been on the battlefield for a long time, his men should not be any worse."

"How much did you spend?" Nalani asked.

"The Archbishop of Limuretta has advanced the contract for three months," Alalon said, "for a total of eleven thousand holy coins."

"Thank you and Archbishop Limurita," Nalani sighed softly, "I will seriously think about how to use these mercenaries on the battlefield."

Nalani was grateful for Lord Alalon's consideration, but the money for hiring the mercenary group could be spent on more meaningful things, such as more siege equipment and building materials, or transporting more hard rocks for throwing.

Nalani has already asked the quartermaster Jindero to finish counting the baggage in the castle. The autumn harvest has not yet come, and the food in Hamon Castle is enough to feed them for three years and four months.

The land next to the wetland is fertile, so she usually doesn't need to worry about whether there is enough food and grass.

But if Bloodsworn Castle has not been captured after three months, she will need to start providing supplies to Bretor's soul-breaking knights, which will cause a lot of consumption of food reserves.

Captain Alalon may continue to deliver food from his Holy Territory, but Brettor can't count on it at all.

Nalani said goodbye to Alalon and everyone in the Scarlet Knights. They would return to their camp to put away their tents and prepare to set off, while Nalani also began to make preparations for her own trip and march.

She walked through the training ground again, and the soldiers in the inner castle began to come out of the barracks and gathered together to form their formations. Wegor was responsible for organizing the infantry.

They all wore close-fitting red tunics, dark blue linen canvas padded jackets, and sleeveless coats in yellow and white - the colors of the Order's banner.

The soldiers wore leather belts and dark silver semicircular woolen cloaks to protect them from wind, rain and muddy water on the road.

Some of them were chatting and laughing easily, some were cursing the humid weather, and some were praying silently holding the golden polygonal holy day pendants hanging around their necks.

For many soldiers of the Knights of Prophecy, this is their first time setting foot on the battlefield.

After the Battle of Bouvarilin five years ago, Nalani's army suffered heavy losses. Soldiers who performed well in the battle were promoted to knights to fill the vacancies of prophetic knights.

There is never a shortage of people in the Holy Empire of Palasis who want to devote themselves to the Knights. Parents send their young children to the Holy See to let them learn religion, etiquette, riding and martial arts.

They will compete with other children of unbelievers who have been snatched by various knights for the position of attendants. If they are favored by a knight, they can successfully become his attendants and be eligible to participate in trials in the future.

Become a knight.

Most people are unable to pass this series of rigorous examinations. Those who do not meet the standards become soldiers of the Knights or servants when they grow up.

Nalani returned to her room. She opened the wooden door and found that Nakia had moved the black oak chair to the window.

She knelt on the chair and put her hands on the iron-framed window on the granite wall to observe everything happening outside the window.

"Ms. Nalani." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Nakia climbed down from the chair in a panic and bowed to her as formally as possible.

Seeing the girl's clumsy posture, Nalanni couldn't help but smile.

She would raise Nakia like a boy, with the same hair as a boy, wearing boy's clothes, and performing the same courtesy as a knight.

Because the hard life in the Knights does not have the comfort and ease of a lady, the competition here is cruel, and no one will treat you as a woman.

"What were you looking at just now?" Nalani looked at the opened stained glass window behind the girl. The stained glass window made of sand and wood ash was added with metal powder, and "Karin's Prophecy" was painted on it.

"People." Nakia answered cautiously, "Many people."

Nalani walked towards the girl and the window. The window of her room faced south, and she could see the Baixi River more than ten miles away. What Nakia was looking at just now should be Brettor's Soul-Destroying Knights.

I saw a crowd as dense as grass and trees separated by neat and scattered tents. Hundreds of horses were led by people, pulling wooden carts loaded with luggage.

The knights on horseback were patrolling the army, and the tents set up were put away. It seemed that the Star Hunters were determined to set off first.

"They are the knights of the Soul-Destroying Holy Territory," Nalani introduced to Nakia, "Saint Lord Imnacha sent them to help us end this war."

"War?" the girl asked.

"The war of the Holy Empire," Nalani explained, "the slaves were fed up with their oppression and took up arms to resist."

"You said the Holy Empire is the bad guy, so the slaves are the good guys?" Nakia asked.

"You can understand it that way." Nalani squatted down and replied.

"Are you leaving too?"

"Yes," she stretched out her right hand and touched the girl's soft and warm cheek, "I am the leader of the Knights of Prophecy and the commander-in-chief of this war."

"But they are good people. Are you going to defeat those good people?"

Seeing the confusion in the girl's clear gray eyes, she stopped stroking her. Nalanni didn't know how to explain it to her.

"I have to do this. Only by ending this long war can I get closer to these bad guys and end the root cause of their evil behavior." She didn't know whether she was convincing the girl or herself.

"During my absence, Sister Zestali will take care of you. Listen to her words, but always be cautious." Nalani warned, "You are a citizen of the stars, don't believe the words of the Holy Day believers.

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"I will work hard." Nakia nodded seriously.

"You will definitely do well." Nalani had a smile on her face. She stood up on her knees, walked to the wooden table in the other corner of the room, and began to pack her luggage.

She wrapped the scissors, the needle-skin box, the thread roll and the flint in a white cloth and put them into a cotton bag. She put the carving knife in the sheath into the wooden cup, along with the wooden bowl and wooden spoon.

bag.

She knelt down, opened her walnut box, and packed up the plate armor parts inside.

Nalani tied the sheathed dagger to her belt, tied the two-foot-long steel mace into the belt behind her, and put on dark brown leather gloves.

Finally, her eyes fell on the pendant on her table.

The rope is connected to a smooth dark stone. If you look closely, you can see the purple luster inside.

"Nakia." She waved the girl over.

Nakia walked up to her and looked up at her curiously.

"This is the pendant my father gave me. Now it's yours."
Chapter completed!