Chapter 100 Nibelungen

An old priest in a church robe, surrounded by church knights, walked slowly to Field, casually dipped some holy water in the golden cup, and sprinkled it on Field: "Lost lamb, holy light bless you."

"Thank you very much." Field nodded with a smile, guessing the purpose of their visit, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"The pagans are wantonly ravaging the pure land of the Holy Goddess of Light. The church needs to form a divine punishment army to defend the people and freedom. We need your strength. Please provide gold coins, food, soldiers or God's chosen ones to join the war against the pagans."

"Hiss~ As expected."

I just got my money, and before I could warm it up, someone was thinking about it.

"Sorry, I need the Queen's order to provide military supplies." Field shrugged, looking sad.

The old priest said righteously: "We are fighting for all mankind! The Queen will agree, but the edict has not been issued yet."

If Field had not studied the history of the continent, he would have been deceived by his righteous appearance. The church will organize the God's Punishment Army, and it has been seven times, but they will only give "name" and will not dispatch real military forces, especially high-end forces.

Each time, only a small-scale army of three or four thousand people will be dispatched, and they are all composed of old soldiers and thugs. They will burn, kill and loot all the way to the front line, and then flee when they see the enemy.

It is a complete looting operation. As for everyone's donations, they all become cute little boys, villas and gold bricks for the people of the Holy Light Church to enjoy.

The battle against pagans is almost entirely completed by the major dukes, earls, knights and regular armies of various countries. Although they also like to burn, kill and loot, they are really hard in battle.

In the previous God's Punishment Army, the Silver Wing and the Poly Federation Empire, which are called the Spear of Holy Light, even died in the battle. The imperial family of the empire was extinct and fell into the embarrassing situation of the parliament temporarily taking over.

Field laughed: "Okay, I will pray every day, hoping that the goddess of Holy Light will bring miracles to the warriors."

As for asking for money, let's forget it.

The old priest almost choked to death by this. Isn't this what they often use to fool people?

"Don't do narrow-minded actions. Once the pagans come to the Griffin Empire, you will probably regret it." The old priest spoke with threats, his eyes were sharp.

Field was not false, and said directly: "Then I will personally lead the troops to fight the invaders head-on."

Instead of giving money to people who have nothing to do with them and let them maintain a luxurious life. Field still gave him some face and didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Puchi~ Hahaha."

A few people laughed out loud.

"After all, he is a country baron who doesn't understand the horror of pagans."

"Arrogance will surely bring disaster upon oneself."

"Stupid."

Looking at the person who laughed, Field was furious and was about to speak.

"Baron Field is right. Knights should fight invaders instead of hiding in the back and spending money to avoid disaster. Of course, the most important thing is loyalty. We should not act rashly before the Queen makes a decision."

The Griffin Empire is about to break up with the Papal States. The nobles are still very clear about this.

Of course, it's not because the Queen took a bath on Holy Sunday.

"Huh?" Field turned his head and found a resolute-looking uncle wearing a noble robe, but the clothes were not the point, but the family emblem on his chest, a blue dragon with a sword in his mouth.

"The Nibelungen Family?"

A ruthless man in the Province of Morningwind, one of the Queen's real swords, a powerful figure with a blue dragon and a sixth-level God's Chosen.

"Lei Ying Nibelungen." The uncle smiled, "I've heard of you, the kindest noble, Field, who is always willing to help the poor."

Field took the initiative to perform the noble salute: "Hello, honorable knight, I am indeed a kind person."

"It's just a coincidence that I met you. We just happened to visit Baron Maple Leaf. His economic and food support is crucial to our suppression of the rebellion." Lei Ying didn't mind revealing the news, "There are more cultists than we thought. They have completely brainwashed the people of the entire Viscount's territory."

You, Lao Deng, are also here to beg for money.

"Then our Ross family..." Field looked like he was about to say something, "We should contribute to the empire."

Lei Ying was puzzled and said: "Of course, the governor's handwritten letter was sent as soon as possible. Don't you know? Fulan City is right next to the Viscount's territory, and your brother is already preparing the military."

It's not too late to know now.

Field suppressed his excitement: "I have been staying in the dark northern province, and I have only been out for two days."

"Oh? It is true that you took office as the Night Lord. Poor child, how could your father bear to let a child who has just grown up go to that hellhole. I will mention this to Her Majesty the Queen, and I should be able to get her help. After all, you are a hero for the country."

This was beyond Field's expectations. Not only did he not mention donations or support, but he wanted to give himself benefits.

Regardless of whether it was a polite remark, Field immediately liked the uncle in front of him more.

"Thank you very much, but I hope to participate in the rebellion, not to pay money, but to send troops."

"Puff~" The familiar laughter sounded again.

"This is not a picnic." A young man in fancy clothes, one hand on his waist, raised his chest and said, "Do you have soldiers? I see you are alone, without even an entourage, how can you not look like someone who can get military merit."

Who the hell are you? You just mocked me.

Lei Ying frowned and said, "Farid, please put away your dandy behavior. Everyone who works for the empire should be respected."

The man called Farid didn't care, and crossed his arms over his chest with a playful look.

Field didn't even bother to look at him, and said to Lei Ying seriously, "I will bring troops to support the rebellion."

"Very good! This is the knight of the empire." The uncle nodded with satisfaction and took out a letter from his arms, "Open it privately after returning. It records the specific location and time of the assembly. Any force is indispensable."

It's quite mysterious.

Field touched his chin curiously and wanted to open it immediately.

"Don't pay attention to that dandy. Maybe you can get a fief in this battle."

"Come on, maybe we will charge the enemy together."

"Nice to meet you, Sir Field."

Several young nobles who followed Lei Ying came over, nodded to Field in a friendly manner, and reported their names.

Many nobles had no land, or even only an honorary title. They hoped to gain military merit and then live a true noble life. Therefore, they had a good impression of Field, who was also "miserable".

After giving a few instructions, Lei Ying left with a group of nobles.