Chapter 119, Small Talk, Kill Count, Divine Power Replenishment

Kil and Bloodfangster chatted while eating, mainly talking about the details of the afternoon's war.

Bloody Fangster lost too much blood due to his injury in the morning, so he could only sit in the carriage in a daze and nervous state during the afternoon battle.

As he himself said, when he was listening to the screams of monsters and the roar of soldiers outside, he could only huddle in the box and hold the dagger tightly for self-defense. He didn't know whether the dagger was used to deal with the harpy monsters that might come in, or whether it was used for self-cutting.

"It feels uncomfortable. To be honest, I would rather die outside, or fight with your soldiers, than lie in a box and do nothing. Life and death are not in my hands."

Finally, he added an old saying.

Of course it's from another world.

Kil nodded. He has experience. The feeling of not being able to control your own life or death is indeed uncomfortable, especially when this period of time is not short. It is probably even more unbearable. It is far more destructive than if the enemy hits you with real swords and guns. .

"Let's talk about me. I made a great contribution to the battle in the afternoon!"

Keir turned a proud face, and then proudly talked about the afternoon's battle experience.

Not only did Bloodtusk feel incredible when he heard this, but other people eating around him and the local villagers running the stalls also slowed down their work and left some thoughts to listen to Keir's 'bragging'.

Looking at the expressions of the people around him, Keir knew that many of them probably thought he was bragging. How could that be possible? Is he that kind of person? It was obviously a very serious matter, but because of his national character, he was deliberately modest and only said a few or eight percent. As a result, these people also looked unbelieving.

"Humph, you don't believe it, do you? Go ask us Kendal people and see if anything I say is a lie!"

Keir looked unhappy, curled his lips, grabbed a piece of mutton, dipped it in a local green vegetable sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

As a result, a fellow from the local caravan who came with them laughed at him: "I'm afraid I won't be able to inquire. Do you know? The most powerful thing about harpies is their roar that can deafen people's ears. It is called the last death cry that can be heard in life. Hehe, you had a bloody battle with the monster this afternoon. Although you won and killed the monster, the soldiers' ears probably can't hear it, right?"

A local villager next to him said in a seemingly quiet voice that could actually be heard by everyone: "No, when I just sent fuel for tonight's lighting to the army, I saw many soldiers using gestures to each other with distressed faces. It’s a gesture! Hahahaha.”

Keir glared at the man, and the burst of murderous aura suddenly caused the man's low-pitched ridicule to be locked in his throat, and he coughed out of breath.

Everyone present shuddered, suddenly realizing that this young-looking warrior had such murderous aura that made people tremble in their hearts, he must have killed many people.

Bloody Fangster took the opportunity to ask with a smile on his face: "Kiel, I'm very curious, you are so young, how many lives do you have in your hands? Can you tell me?"

He estimated that Kil looked young, but had experienced a lot of battles, was a good fighter, and had probably killed a lot of people. Asking him now would be enough to kill these people.

Let these people speak more carefully and not provoke some people who really cannot be provoked.

Of course, he was also a little curious. He himself was already an old caravan guard on the trade road, and he had a few lives in his hands. They were all related to the ferocious horse bandits on the grassland and the gangsters in the settlement who planned to swallow up his employer. The elements were obtained through fighting.

But looking at Kil's glare just now, his murderous aura far surpassed his own.

How many people did Kiel kill at such a young age?

Kil also heard the intention of his companion from his words, so he sneered, made a rough calculation on his fingers, and then said: "I didn't calculate it carefully, but it must be more than a hundred people."

As soon as he said this, there were no more whispers around him.

After all, the entire Kamsi village did not have a population of more than a thousand, and this young warrior killed hundreds of people.

At this moment, not to mention other diners, even Bloodyaster, who was sitting at the same table as Keir, felt that the wooden chair under his buttocks was a little hard and uncomfortable to sit on.

Kil shrugged and explained: "They were mostly bandits in the mountains, as well as villagers who colluded with outsiders to rebel. The first time I killed someone was last year. Several bandits wanted to rob me, a person traveling alone, but they were too weak. He was killed by me in a few soft blows. Later, he seemed to have a special relationship with the bandits in our place. He struggled with them for a long time and killed dozens of bandits."

Kil looked at Bloody Fangster: "Don't look at me like that. It's impossible to deal with them alone. How is it possible? At that time, it happened that the knight led the team to go into the mountains every year to clear out the bandit gangs. Haha, I was with them. A gang of robbers has a bit of a grudge.”

When he said the word hatred, Kil gritted his teeth. He still remembered the innocent people who fell in the hotel lobby. They were all poor people who he had worked so hard to rescue from the lair of bandits. But once they escaped, they had a beautiful new life waiting for them, but they were attacked on the spot by daring bandits in the town.

He was so angry that he immediately fought back that day, and then he burned away some of the anger in his heart.

"After that, we just cooperated with the army, and with the help of the army, we wiped out the bandit gang. Humph, wipe them all out."

At all times, Kiel had some unspeakable meaning. After all, the Crow knights blocked the cave and suffocated and burned the last resisting bandits and the people they had robbed in the cave to death.

What was finally carried out were dry, charred and emaciated corpses.

There are men and women, big and small.

It can only be said that it was the dark past of that incident at that time. I just don’t know how Knight Crow viewed that incident. Kil became Knight Crow’s attendant and learned the knight’s way from him, but he never asked. this matter.

"Later, a few days ago, I helped a local knight noble lord and assisted the other family to annihilate a village that had lost its governance and management in collusion with a foreign chamber of commerce."

Bloody Fangster raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his eyes widened: "Won't you kill the whole village?"

After waving his hand, Kil said with an exaggerated expression: "How is it possible? What are you thinking? It's not that exaggerated. It's just that the foreign chamber of commerce is very powerful and has a lot of thugs under it. Even the local villagers are exempted from having to pay taxes to the lord. The tax money went to that chamber of commerce, allowing that chamber of commerce to use it as a base in the village."

"Even though we raided the foreign chamber of commerce at night, we still encountered fierce resistance when we attacked the village. Not only the men of the chamber of commerce, but also the villagers who had been bribed and incited took up arms to fight."

Kil shrugged: "At that time, I led some soldiers and killed dozens of armed villagers, as well as a large number of thugs from the Chamber of Commerce and even a few invited masters."

At this point, Kil became happy. He talked about his battle with a powerful archer and a mercenary who wielded a big sword. It was a real line between life and death. Victory in the battle made him quite proud, far more than defeating the mercenary. The 'armed' villagers with farm tools, machetes and other weapons would make him more satisfied.

"In the end." Kil took a sip of wine and said with a bitter look on his face: "I also executed many enemies who surrendered."

"What a shame!"

Someone cursed in a low voice, and Kil heard it, but said nothing. He also felt ashamed, but that night was a test given to him by Knight Crow, a test to see whether he could become a knight.

Compared with what he has gained now, his actions at that time cannot be said to be wrong.

Only occasionally did he think of this matter in his sleep, which made Keir feel a little bit sorry. After all, the other party had surrendered, and he only acted with ruthlessness at that time. Perhaps there was also the influence of the intense fighting that caused him to be too indifferent to life and death.

Kiel didn't know at this time that what happened in the Dead Leaf Village at that time was actually not only a test for him by Knight Crow, but also a test for him by Baron Kendall.

It sounds a bit ruthless. Although Baron Kendall does not object to Knight Crow training young Kil, he also has to go through a test to make sure that Kil will not turn against him after being trained by the knight and becoming a knight-level warrior.

A cold-hearted warrior would make him feel more at ease.

-

During the dinner in the evening, Keir was talking while eating. He also talked about the interesting experiences he had in Grass Rat Town some time ago.

The story about the Thieves Guild made some of the business people eating and drinking here feel quite uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but keep an eye on their own money bags. It seemed that by mentioning the name of the Thieves Guild, the thieves and pickpockets of the Thieves Guild could escape unnoticed. Just like taking away their money quietly.

However, when it was mentioned that Kiel followed the local knights and nobles to annihilate the gang forces, these people related to business still applauded politely to express their gratitude to Kiel.

As long as they are business people, even if they are caravan guards, everyone, big or small, is more or less interested in those who are entrenched in one place, eating here and there, flattering those above and bullying those below, and eating the foreigners before eating the locals. The gangsters hated it.

Xueyaster carefully chewed the small piece of mutton in his mouth and swallowed it. He was a little weak and had to say: "It seems that although you are young, Kil, you still have a lot of life experience."

Kil shrugged, but he saw this clearly: "It's not that I have a lot of life experience, but there are people behind me who support me, so when ordinary people shrink their heads, I can stand up and draw my sword to meet them."

"You're right. I've followed many large and small caravans, and I've seen too many things end in retreat. There are still only a few people who can really stand up and confront them."

A local trader guard next to him knew Bloody Fangster. At this time, he intervened and said: "They are not a minority. Huh, let me tell you, there are none at all. They are all turtles who only shrink their heads. When faced with harassment by local forces, they all I just threw money away, and when I was beaten, I just took the initiative to apologize. Damn, my face hurt those thugs’ fists~ It’s all our fault! Haha, it’s funny or not.”

Kil laughed, and the local villagers who ran the stalls also laughed, but the people in the caravans eating and drinking around him couldn't laugh, and the same was true for Bloodfangster.

Except for those big chambers of commerce with sufficient manpower, who are the rest of the people who are doing business outside? When they are doing business, who is not a low-key person?

Looking at the scenery, not to mention anything else, before knowing how to use the sheep raised to supply the Harpies in exchange for passing through the Strange Wind Grassland, how many merchants died in the development of this theoretically shortest trade route? No one knows However, no one can count them clearly.

It just becomes a pile of monster excrement that nourishes the grass in obscurity.

-

After eating, Kiel first helped Bloody Fangster to his tent. Since Bloody Fangster wanted to hang out with Kiln, Kiln was not polite, even though he was nearly twenty years older than him. But the status of the two is obviously higher than his, not only in terms of strength, but also wealth.

Kil bought a set of single-person tents and related tools for merchants to camp out in the central passage, and returned to the place where Knight Crow lived with his things in hand. On the way back, he also saw several priests, including the previously unconscious priest Rosari, who were busy at night healing the ears of the soldiers who could not hear.

When their divine power was not enough, they prayed on the spot to restore their divine power. Moreover, several priests also had unique ways to restore their divine power due to their different beliefs.

The two Saturn priests were the most convenient. After seeking the consent of Baron Kendall, they found hundreds of Saturn believers. They were all young farmers. They had believed in the Saturn since they were born because of their family. Today, they have experienced the influence of divine magic. , organized at this moment, and under the guidance of the priests of the God of Agriculture, praying towards the God of Agriculture, they can quickly supplement the divine power they use with the faith of prayer.

Kil couldn't understand the reason. He didn't understand the relationship between faith and prayer, the divine power of gods, and the divine power of priests. He was very confused about this. After all, he still had a lot of the power of the God of Agriculture in his body, which could support him in fighting, walking, digging, carrying, etc. Is he considered a priest of Saturn?

Obviously not, and he doesn't know any magic. But the god of agriculture still assisted him in fighting, providing him with energy far beyond that of ordinary people. Moreover, he does not believe in the god of agriculture, but he has some affection for this god who takes care of the agricultural population, but he does not claim that he can communicate with the gods like the priests do. Even ordinary priests have difficulty in receiving direct communication from the gods all year round.

The way the priest of the Church of the God of Wealth, Priest Rosari, restored his divine power was much more interesting. Kil even felt envious when he heard about it.

Padre Rosari found a box of coins that the baron's attendants had just sorted, and he dived straight in, picking up those heavy and wonderful little things and dumping them on the upper body of the box.

It's just like washing your hair with coins, Kiel thought so, but he didn't dare to say it for fear that Padre Rosari would be angry. Through the three church priests taking turns active during the day, and based on their performance in the battle, the attitude of the people around them towards them also changed drastically.

Originally, everyone was very respectful to them, but at this moment, Priest Rosari, the God of Wealth, was the most respected by the baron and everyone.

Everyone can see that the magic spells performed by the three priests, although the magic spells first performed by the old priests of the Church of the Sun God are the prerequisite for all subsequent victories, after all, blinding the monsters has no intuitive impact.

And being the first to take action also suffered a loss. Everyone always remembers the latest and most recent things the most.

So after the battle, although people still respected the old priest, they were far less respectful than the other two priests. No one is blind. Priest Rosari's mimetic warrior magic played a key role in the subsequent battle. Otherwise, none of their hundreds of troops would be able to fly into the sky and completely defeat the flying harpies.

It was not convenient for the old priest of the Church of the Sun God to restore his divine power. After all, it was already evening and the sun was setting. But Kiel noticed that the old man just knelt on the ground and changed his direction from time to time to pray in one direction in the sky. He could get more divine power recovery than the other two people, so he could treat more hearing-impaired people. Soldier.

Not many people notice this.

After Kil had seen enough, he returned to Knight Crow's camp. It had to be said that the space in the underground building in Kamsi Village was still very large. Although it was a little narrow, it was high enough for outsiders like them to move their tents. Stand upright.

After setting up the accommodation guy for Bloodfangster, he wanted to come over and help, but Kil saw that this guy was injured and weak, so he still let him sit aside. When the single tent was built, Kil continued to move the guy. A new subordinate was introduced to two of Knight Crow's personal guards.

"Now, now that you have your subordinates, we won't have to help you pack the camp and carriage anymore, right?"

One of the guards said jokingly.

"No, thank you for your help before. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be able to do it alone." Kil thanked him, took out a handful of copper coins from his purse, and handed it over.

However, the two of them confiscated it: "No, if you let the Lord see it, you will have to blame us. Kil, you are the Lord's attendant, and you are also an apprentice. You should learn from the Lord's skills and take care of you. And you and the Lord are fighting together today, it's really It’s so awesome!”

"Sure enough, master and apprentice will be more powerful when fighting together."

"That's right."

"Quiet!"

Knight Crow's scolding came from the knight's tent, and several people did not dare to speak.

"Go down and rest. After such a fierce battle during the day, do you still have the energy to chat now? Do you want to go out and guard the carriage outside? Anyway, you are full of energy?"

This was unnecessary. Kil watched as the two guards shrugged and tried to sneak away, but how could they not make a sound while wearing a suit of iron armor.

Knight Crow, who had worn armor all his life, knew as soon as he heard the sound that Kil wanted to slip away, so he called Kil in.

-

Knight Crow didn't wear armor. He was supposed to be the sentry outside. He was responsible for the night, and Knight Rumi was responsible for the day. But the battle during the day made the two knights understand that it was much safer to be in the village at night. These villages were able to survive in the strange wind grassland full of monsters, so they naturally had their own merits.

So this rotation of sentry duty was abandoned, and the two knights still had a good rest in the village at night.

To cope with the fierce fighting that may occur during the day.

The knight asked Kil to sit down, and then stretched out his palms, asking Kil to touch them with his palms.

"Don't stretch out your hands stupidly. This is testing your life energy training! Gather your life energy as quickly as possible and let me see. Be prepared to face my palm."

Kil quickly took off his steel armor gloves, closed his eyes and clenched his fists. This time, he directly gathered the life energy in his body without the assistance of the training puppet provided by the knight.

The fist is open, looking like a fleshy palm, but under the skin it is supported by full of life energy.

Knight Crow nodded with satisfaction. He had been tapping the chair with his other hand just now, counting the time spent by Keir. The result satisfied him.

"Very good, come on, palm, and let me see how your life energy is."

Kil took a deep breath, stretched out his arm and touched the knight's palm.

Buzz——

Within a few seconds, Kil curled his lips and lowered his arms again, feeling speechless.

Knight Crow was also happy: "It looks like the gathering speed is pretty good, but why does it collapse at the first touch? For example, even the goblin army is more united and condensed than your life energy, so it is not easy to collapse."

Keir scratched his head.

"You still have to eat more monster meat. Let your life energy continue to replenish. Your life energy has just been developed and is growing rapidly. Eat more monster meat. It's just right. We got a lot of this stuff today. Except for the part that will definitely be sold for money later, the rest will probably be enough for you to eat until your body is full of life energy."

As soon as he said this, Kil's mouth bulged. He really didn't want to eat monster meat that tasted weird and looked weird. The previous water ghost meat had made him lose all interest in this thing.

But looking at Knight Crow, it seems that eating this food is cheaper for Kir.