Einar is the most prestigious of the group of priests. His eyes are always narrowed into slits, mixed with the wrinkles on his face. His back is hunched, his feet are also defective, and he needs to rely on a stick to walk.
crutches for support. After listening to Ella's words, Einar let out the most angry curse in his life: "You want us to go to the battlefield with swords to fight?"
"As former priests, you know some magic, right?" Ella asked, "Many soldiers without magic can go to the battlefield, why can't you?"
"We are priests, people who serve God! We are not soldiers! We don't know how to fight!"
"Not a soldier?" Ella shook her head, and then pointed her finger at a soldier on the left who came under the sign: "Tell everyone, what was your job before coming here?"
The soldier replied in a low voice: "King of Sweden, I... am a blacksmith."
Ella pointed to a soldier next to him: "What is your job?"
"King of Sweden, I am a hunter."
"The one at the back, what's your job?"
"I'm a fisherman!"
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Ella turned her eyes back to the group of priests, spread her hands, and said nothing.
Einar's gaze looked as if he wanted to skin Ella alive: "Do you really want us priests to go to the battlefield?"
"You may find companions in my army - as long as they are willing to attribute their merits to you."
Einar glared at Ella and led the group of priests out of the crowd.
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It was late at night, and many bonfires were lit in the military camp. The group of priests gathered around one of the bonfires to keep warm. Under Ella's arrangement, these priests lived in the most remote corner of the military camp, and no soldiers would disturb them.
of negotiations.
"Look, this is food sent to us by the King of Sweden!"
A priest pushed a cart over. The hungry priests gathered around and saw that the cart was filled with mead, smoked fish, bacon, fresh meat, vegetables and cheese, and even expensive items.
of oil.
"There are more here!" Another priest came over pushing a cart, which contained several fur coats for the priests to keep warm. "The King of Sweden asked people to deliver these things to us in front of the entire army.
Come, lest we be hungry or cold!"
The priests made a sound of surprise. They all thought that Ella was deliberately trying to embarrass them and kept cursing her by the fire. But looking at her current treatment, Ella seemed to really have the idea of believing in the Asa clan.
.
A priest took a fur coat, touched it, and then said with joy to Einar, who was still sitting by the fire with a sullen face: "Einard, come here and see, this is the best fur.
!Maybe we really misunderstood the King of Sweden..."
"Does a full meal before going to the execution ground make you so happy?"
The group of priests looked at Einar who was speaking in astonishment.
Einar angrily knocked his crutch on the ground: "These supplies are not for us, but for the soldiers. She just doesn't want to leave anyone with a reason to say anything. That woman is planning to let us die on the battlefield."
ah!"
"No way?" The priests were dumbfounded in shock, "Is she really that bold?"
"How many people are willing to help us?"
"We searched all over the army today... about a hundred people."
"Then why didn't she dare?" Einar knocked his crutch on the ground again, "That woman finally went to sea to plunder, but she made them happy! The 'Triumpher' who defeated the 'Invincible'
, as long as there is no prohibition on plundering, the influence in the Kingdom of Heroes is second only to God!"
The group of priests were frightened: "Then what should we do?"
Before Einar could speak, a soldier shouted from a distance: "Priests, the King of Sweden has something to ask you. She wants you to eat and go to her camp quickly!"
"Look, it's coming." Einar stood up slowly, "As of now, we can only act according to circumstances."
I don't know when a group of strange soldiers appeared in the military camp. They were sitting on the ground with disgraced faces and disheveled clothes, as if they had just lost a battle. From the whispers of the soldiers, Einar learned that they were "hairdressers."
King Harald's troops. They landed and plundered before Ella's troops could assemble. As a result, they were attacked and returned defeated.
"Harald" himself was lying on a stretcher. His beautiful hair was singed, and it was horribly attached to his equally charred scalp. His body was not seriously injured, but he was obviously very frightened.
"A powerful force appeared near Novgorod!" Haral grabbed Ella's hand hard and gasped, "Those small tribes were brought together by a powerful leader! Then
He is an elf-level figure, and I am no match for them! You should also be careful!"
Einar listened to the conversation between the two people silently. Near Novgorod is a large coniferous forest, and the tribes living there are poorer than the pirate kingdom. Although it is very close to the pirate kingdom, the beliefs of those tribesmen
But there is a big gap between it and the Pirate Kingdom. The two parties have no contact at all, and Einar has no idea about the recent situation in Novgorod.
Ella noticed the arrival of Einar and his party, raised her head and said: "As you just heard, there is a slight obstacle on our eastward route. I hope you can help us open this road."
"We?" Einar repeated, "You mean, you are going to let dozens of us priests deal with an opponent that Harr's thousands of people can't deal with? You are deliberately murdering!"
"I'm not asking you to fight, but I'm asking you to go there as my envoys and reach an agreement with them - I just want my troops to pass by and don't want to conflict with them,"
Einar looked at Ella cautiously: "How many gifts are you going to let us bring?"
"A gift? There won't be any gifts. The Asa clan protects you. I think even if there is no gift, you can successfully reach an agreement relying on the protection of the gods."
"But those people are heretics!"
"I know. But defeating the hostile gods can best demonstrate the power of the Asirs, right? Or do you think the power of the Asirs is not as useful as a few gifts when fighting against hostile gods?"
"You...! I...!"
"I sincerely look forward to the victorious return of the Asa clan. Of course, it doesn't matter even if you fail. After all, everyone will fail sometimes. I promise on my honor that I will give you the next time, or even countless times."
This opportunity allows you to continue to prove the power of the Asa Protoss - so if you are safe, no matter whether you succeed or not, come back quickly. I will wait for you here for seven days. If there is no news from you after seven days, then I will
On the eighth day I personally went to Novgorod as an envoy."
"What if those infidels want to kill us!"
"I think the powerful Asa clan will be able to protect their most devout believers."
