Lord of Glory

"Oh! My Enos. This is simply impossible!" Within a few seconds of seeing him, the wound on Alfred's shoulder was immediately intact. Countess Olina jumped up in shock as if she saw Enos' real body coming. Not only that, even Baron Hank and Bob next to him looked at the intact skin in disbelief.

All of you sitting here are nobles. Especially Olina, as a count and regimental leader on the battlefield, she had countless wounds, large and small. Naturally, he knew very well what level of healing a priest could perform. An ordinary priest who has received systematic teachings and has several years of experience in using healing techniques.

Then a big hole like the one on Alfred's shoulder would have to use half of the magic power and take an hour to heal. Among them are the outstanding figures of the Holy See. Archbishop Salil, Toronto, who came to the fortress front line to serve as wartime medical priest. His attainments in healing arts were at a level that none of the other six archbishops in the Principality of Kasmi could reach. Although such a wound does not cost much magic power for him, it cannot be completely healed with a wave of his hand! It is conceivable how talented this little-known Alfred's younger brother is, but he has not been discovered!

Just when Olina was silent and shocked by Paladin's superb healing skills. However, Paladin stood up as usual, looked back at the other stupid attendants with a normal expression, showed a harmless smile again, squatted down and said: "Mr. Apprentice Knight, your leg is injured." "Huh?" A young man said The attendant suddenly came to his senses. He didn't know his leg was injured. But when Paladin took off his leg armor, the large area of ​​purple-black spreading under the skin meant that he had been seriously injured inside.

"Look, you must have been hit by a mace. Although the skin is not broken, the bones and muscles have been injured. If you don't treat it quickly, your leg will be useless." Paladin said this, gently He pressed the purple-black spot, and the attendant who was still doubtful immediately turned pale and screamed in pain. In disguise, it proves that what Paladin said is correct. These wounds were a bit unfamiliar to Paladin, but they didn't bother him. He couldn't sleep every night, reading all kinds of books to pass the time. Not only alchemy, but also all kinds of history, mathematics, art, medicine, etc. have been exposed to more or less. This kind of obvious internal injury can be seen at a glance. On the contrary, it seems that Paladin is a very experienced healer.

At this moment, the Countess, whose eyes suddenly widened, immediately opened her mouth and saw that, with such internal injuries, Paladin still touched her gently, and a golden light flashed. The attendant immediately screamed in comfort. The originally purple and black area has disappeared. In mint condition. "Oh! Baron Sindeep, is this really your brother?"

The countess looked at the brothers with the eyes of exotic animals. One is a strong fighter, brave and upright. Full of chivalry. Although the other brother has an ordinary appearance, he has a kind heart and is so accomplished in healing that she, who is well-informed, was surprised! Olina secretly made up her mind to talk to Archbishop Salil when the matter was over. How could such an outstanding priest be buried on the battlefield? You know, it is not uncommon for priests to be accidentally killed on the battlefield.

The clone stood up and nodded slightly, but suddenly turned back to look at the busy Paladin and scolded: "Brother, this is the earl's tent. You broke in abruptly and didn't apologize to the earl!" Paladin was shocked and immediately embarrassed. She turned around and glanced at the countess. Just when she was about to kneel down hastily to atone for her sins, the countess generously excused herself and asked with a curious look: "Framel. A very familiar surname, your parents." Woolen cloth?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the clone and Paladin's body immediately dimmed. The clone who appeared to be his brother immediately said sadly: "Father and mother... were massacred by mysterious gangsters and Fenrir not long ago." "Ah! Please forgive me for being presumptuous."

The Countess was immediately startled. Only now did she remember why this last name was so familiar. The incident of magicians attacking nobles had caused a lot of commotion some time ago. Isn’t this the last name of Flamel? I still remember that at that time, the angry-looking Marquis Carmon and the Grand Duke pointed angrily at the person in charge of the Herlit Tower Forest in the Principality of Kasmi and cursed. The person in charge reluctantly announced that Saruman of Aixinzhe was a heretic and no longer belonged to Herrit, but he carried out the order to kill him.

Thinking of this, the countess's eyes suddenly turned pitiful as she watched the brothers swirl around. I especially looked at Alfred, whose melancholy beauty was revealed under his red hair. Suddenly, a feeling of maternal love arose spontaneously, and the urge to hold Alfred and love him in his arms became more intense.

Fortunately, at this moment, another person broke into the tent, interrupting the count's fantasy. Everyone looked up and saw a tired-looking Kalechi walking in in fancy clothes. When he raised his head and saw the count and everyone watching him, Kalechi immediately became alert. Under the vague gaze of Paladin, he immediately knelt on the ground on one knee and said with a deep and affectionate expression: "Also... Please forgive me for being presumptuous, Lord Count. I am Lord Barka Kalech, captain of the infantry regiment of Earl Torch."

When she saw the outsider, the Countess immediately responded with that cold expression. But Paladin immediately explained: "Kalech is a good friend of mine. He came here because he was worried about my brother's current situation. He is a nobleman with great chivalry. With his help, my life in the diocese has been settled." . He is not only my benefactor, but also my elder and my best friend." Listening to Paladin's words, the Countess' expression gradually relaxed. But Kalechi gave Paladin a very strange look. Such disgusting words came from this kid's mouth. Out of understanding of him, he would not be happy at all, and would only feel that there was a conspiracy in it.

The Countess, who was still about to say something, suddenly realized that she had been delayed for too long. She immediately picked up the sword and put it on her waist. She said to everyone: "What happened just now cannot be told. I will go to see the Grand Duke and ask him to issue an order. Everyone After a hard battle, those who survived are all warriors. Each of them will be rewarded with a gold coin. Go back and have a good rest." After saying that, the countess immediately left with her head high and strode away, but when she passed Alfred, I looked at it carefully. I hope to keep this true knight in my heart.

When the count left, the clones and Paladin, as well as the attendants and Bob also left one after another. The clone suddenly noticed something was wrong with Bob's expression, turned around and left without saying a word. Just when he was about to step forward to ask him if he was feeling uncomfortable, Baron Hank, who had been standing aside with a cold face, suddenly approached him and whispered with anger and sarcasm: "Give up your oath and surrender for the sake of your future." This old woman. Alfred, you have not only tarnished the coat of arms on your chest and the honor of your knight. You have also tarnished your Flamel surname!" But such harsh words did not make the clone, or Paladin Angry. He just turned his head with a smile and said with a victor's attitude: "Please call me Baron Sindeep."

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