Rev. Sam stood out and stopped a few exciting young people. He was a church person in charge of general diplomacy. As an old man who was almost sixty years old, he was very experienced. He was suitable for this job.
"This adult, I think you have made it wrong. We are the team of Inglei Church, and it does not belong to the Principality of Hestein. According to the law of the Principality of Hestein, the target of the recruitment is limited to the country's caravan, mercenaries, mercenaries, mercenaries.
Waiting for non -official combat power groups, we are church organizations, nor is it Hestender, and we should not belong to the scope of the sycling. "
"The church? Is this that?" Manjiqi's face was grim, cold, and sinking, "Do you think clearly, this is not my personal order, but the official Knights of the Cavaliers of the Cavaliers
Symptoms! "
Rev. Sam is silent, the meaning of this knight is very clear, what laws and guidelines, that's a fart, now Mangji Qiming is a threatening to threaten them with the military identity he represented.
It's hard to say anything.
This is not the scope of Rev. Sams. He turned his eyes to Geer around him. At this moment when Camerita was still inaccurate in injury recovery, Gel had become the actual reality of their people.
leader.
"What do our armed forces do?" Gel stood out.
"About this is confidential." Manki looked at Geer, and his pupils suddenly contracted slightly. As an excellent warrior, he could easily find the same taste in the identity of the young man in front of this.
The sensitive body feels directly telling him the danger of the young man. He was silent. The voice slowed a little; "I can't tell you yet, but you can rest assured.
Your employment remuneration, at the same time, the material channels of the Silver Crown Cavaliers will also be open to you. You will get friendship from the Cavaliers and will not let you lose. "
The so -called first -level employment price refers to the guiding price specifications of the Procoma of the Mercenary employment market for a long time, which is divided into three levels. Among them, the highest prices of the first level, the third level corresponds to novices, veterans and top players three levels.
The mercenary market in neighboring countries also adopts the Hestein mercenary standard to varying degrees.
Now Mangqi not only uses twice the reward of the first -level employment price, but also provides unique channels and asylum from the Cavaliers. This price is already very sincere.
Planting. It is completely acceptable to be able to get a relationship with the military. Even if you lose a little money.
Unfortunately, Geer and his group are not ordinary caravans. They have their own goals.
"I understand what you mean, and the price is fair, but I'm sorry, we also have an urgent matter. This matter can't help you." Geer stared at the strong eyes of the strong man, and declined.
Mansiqi's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he said, "You have to understand. If you violate the recruitment of the Hestendan military, you will be difficult to walk in Hestender in the future!"
Hestender establishes the country as a business, so the team that has undoubtedly encouraged support with the caravan team has always been to encourage support, but the tolerance of the caravan.
An important force's branch has always been an important supplementary force in the military. It can be regarded as a reserve soldier of the regular army, so this kind of request for soldiers like Mantiqi is rejected. Besides, these cavalry this time this time this time
The situation is very urgent. There are no objects that can be asked to ask for help. The original task was to collect all the forces that could be used all the way. Therefore, Mankizi would hit the minds to these seemingly fighting teams.
However, Gel really did not intend to return to Hestender again. After Emlock, there were some ways to return to St. Rotallo from other roads. Once they promised to call these cavalry
No need for trouble.
"Is Tarfuro's Mansiqi, is it you?" Just when Geer was about to refuse tough, a sound came out suddenly in the carriage behind him, interrupted Geer's action.
That was Silvia's voice.
"His Highness ... Highness?"
Nympho
The breeze in the afternoon blew through the city street of Curus town with blood.
The invaders who were drunk by bloody and liquor dragged the woman's body in one hand, waving their weapons with one hand and whispering, trampled around the people's bodies.
The invaders faded the black clothes and put them on their shoulders at will, revealing their black and thin torso.
This is one of the satellite towns of the Melzy of the Grand City of Haz Ting. It is known for its sugarcane wine and hot and enthusiastic girls, but now these have become the warriors of the invaders who break through the town.
Another group of invaders in black ran past.
Their goal is the Temple of Hiya in the center of the town.
The Temple of Hiya, the town of Culos, is a well -known monument in the distance. As a Grand Temple site left by the religious era hundreds of years ago, under the repair of the Kolos people, now the duties of museums and exhibition centers are now brought together.
Many artworks from various religious periods are sought after by some art circles.
But today, the concentration of this artwork is the fate of the military scourge.
More than a dozen black soldiers carried a stone pillar that did not know where to get from, and constantly hit the door of the thick temple. With a strong breakthrough, they destroyed the door of the Great Temple and yelled into the temple inside the temple.
As soon as you enter the temple, the left and right sides are statues of gods from various periods, there are authentic products from various ruins, and some of the pupae imitation of data. The manufacturing materials are not the same.
Gold foil.
Black soldiers cheered, and when they embraced them, they pulled these god statues from the table. The statue made of marble fell to the ground and then shattered.
The soldiers torn up the gold foil with weapons or hands. The gem was deducted, or directly cut off the valuable part.
"God of pagan!"
"Evil Demon!"
Black soldiers shouted the slogan of faith. While pushing down the peeled gold foil into their arms, and then spitting on the idol.
In these unlucky idols, there is a idol. It is spared. And the past soldiers will also salute in front of it, which is very respectful.
It was a statue with a bright red body and a cow head, behind the statue of gold and white mane. It is high on a huge brass throne. Under this throne is a corpse and a bloodstone carved by large blood stones and the lack of blood stains.
A foundation of the heap skull is a foundation, which symbolizes the unsatisfactory fighting, losing the madness of mind, and the ancient statue of the Slacka of the Bloodyland.
"Ah, the only absolute God, your most sincere believers show you a new territory here. Your glory is comparable, and your God's power is unstoppable ..."
A red cloth robe, Bobvi, stood in front of the ancient god of Slac, dancing and dancing with a dance that no one could understand. Compared with the thin soldier, Bishow Bishop had to be small and tidy.
In a circle, it looks like a monkey wearing clothes, plus this dance that is trembling without any aesthetics is almost the same as a leprosy patient -or a hemp monkey?
However, obviously those soldiers behind him have the ability to appreciate the "outstanding" appreciation, and the actions of Bishop Bowei are fully reported to worship and respect.
"Great Bishop, everything is ready." A soldier ran behind Bowei and kneeled a respectful report on one knee.
"You move the incarnation of God to the outside. Be careful." Bishop Bo Wei jumped up and waved his cane and issued an order to the soldiers.
The soldiers immediately got busy and moved out the statue out.
Outside the temple is a large square, which is generally used to host festivals. Today, for these invaders are a festival, a small mountain piled up by books is the items they use to celebrate the ceremony.
"Even if it is a pagan book, it is a pity to throw such precious books into the fire without research.
! "A middle -aged man frowning was obviously higher than the rest of the soldiers.
"Desert!"
Bowei trampled on the ground and kept jumping.
"If the things recorded in these books are the same as the sacrament in Slac. It is enough for the sacrament to enjoy the world. These do not need to exist at all.
The pagan is used to confusing people's lies, it is even more destroyed! "
"But even these medical books ... Many of our villages can better treat diseases, and our soldiers can get better ..."
After that, the cane and mouth were hit hard together, and the Black Armor could not help but hold on the feet.
"The person who respects the God sincerely will not be invaded by the disease. Those who will get sick must be punished by God in their hearts! No matter who is!"
Bowei shot his vicious eyes to the knight in front of him.
The knight's face was irony, but he still didn't continue to say anything. He knew that he couldn't make it clear at all with this religious lunatic. He could only take back a few steps back and expressed the retreat.
Bowei raised one hand and took the torch handed over the soldiers, so that the soldiers were poured on the books in front of them.
"No! Can't burn!"
At this time, a fierce voice came from the side, attracting the attention of the people in the field.
It was a white -haired old man. He was trying to break through the blocking of the soldiers, but he was eventually smashed to the ground with his hoe.
"Who is he?" Bowei asked.
"Certain Bishop, he is the master of these books."
"Hum, the criminal knowledge of the nest hiding, unforgivable, purify him with these books!"
Several soldiers immediately lifted the old man and threw it on the book pile, and Bowei also left the torch.
The flames immediately fiercely gave birth to the books and people into it. A book recorded human thinking and emotional books, one by one, the countless manpower and enthusiastic crystals that must be betted before completing the flames.
It's.
After the short wailing in the fire field, the Bishop of Bowei seemed to tremble again.
"I heard it, I heard it, God said it was not enough, continued to plunder, and continued to kill. This is the responsibility given to us by God!"