Medieval Empire Soldier

   Chapter 18 Eighteen Ward Visits

  Lyren, thousands of kilometers away, was unaware of what was happening in the Imperial Palace.

   After lying on the hospital bed for two days, most of the wounds on his body have improved, and the minor cuts have healed. The healing potions of the Mercy Church have played the greatest role in the priest's treatment, and the healing effect is excellent.

In the early morning, Kriel sent someone to bring his warhammer over and put it on the table far away from the room. In the battle two days ago, Hiram's warhammer drank the blood of demons. It completely inspired the appearance of this sharp weapon, and the dark silver hammer body continued to emit a faint white light.

   When the soldiers in charge of escorting carried the warhammer, they looked very difficult. They were amazed at the weight of this sharp weapon. It was a terrifying scene when such a weight was waved, and everything was broken.

In order to win over him, Lord   Leff specially sent some clothes with high-quality workmanship, and after leaving a large amount of gold coins, he even told Lailen to recover from his injuries.

In private, Earl Delavan sent a team of pioneer cavalry to Berg's outpost. He wanted to transfer Laylen's army back to the Bray Town defense in the shortest possible time, even if Laylen did not agree to be his champion warrior , it can also guarantee that the Chosen One will stay in Dravenland.

  The other nobles know it, and they will never try to steal people from me, Leif Anluoxian!

   Two words, dream!

  Around eleven in the morning, under the service of the doctors of Mercy Church, Lallen reluctantly enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.

   A whole lamb chop, vegetable salad, two barley breads with butter, a small piece of goat cheese and a glass of fruity liqueur.

   After such a long time, Laylen's two arms have almost recovered, except for some bruises and swellings, normal eating is completely fine.

   Besides, in the past, I took care of myself, and I really never enjoyed this kind of treatment like a feudal noble.

   But the doctor replied that these were all arranged by Lord Leif, and after learning that the earl had advanced a large sum of money in advance, Lailun did not say anything angrily.

   If he really refused this kind offer, he might be misunderstood as deliberately keeping a distance from Earl Delavan. This was a scene he didn't want to see. He was still an outpost soldier, and he couldn't possibly anger the nobles because of the details.

  Lyren had to accept it calmly and be a good friend.

  During the meal, the young female doctor lingered on Lallen with her pretty eyes, pressing her elbows on his chest, consciously or unintentionally.

   For these ambiguous behaviors, Lallen straightened his face and kept his eyes fixed. Except for opening and closing his mouth while eating, there was no extra facial movement.

In the female doctor's mind, a young and powerful man who can be valued by the earl should at least hold the title of knight, not to mention that Lailun's appearance is not ugly, his face is sharp and angular, his sword eyebrows are star-shaped, and he looks heroic. extraordinary.

   Finally got a chance to be alone with the knight, how could she let it go?

   "Dong dong dong~" There was a soothing knock on the door, and it was Luther Huss outside the door: "Brother Lallen, can I go in?"

   Someone sitting on the hospital bed quickly picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth: "Please come in, please come in."

   He secretly let out a sigh of relief, and said gently to the young female doctor: "It's hard for you, go down."

  "Yes" The pair of pretty eyes gave Lailun a light glance, and the sound was so numb that others felt their bones go soft.

  The female physician of the Church of Mercy picked up the dinner plate, pushed open the door, and glanced at Luther Huss, who was "disturbing things" outside the door, and walked away without looking back.

  Luther Hus is still wearing a monk's robe, and he basically stays in the Sigma Church on weekdays. This dress is not a big problem, and he rarely has contact with the opposite **** in the church.

   At the age of vigor and vitality, for the first time he was noticed by a young and beautiful opposite sex, and an unnatural flush appeared on Luther Hus's face.

   Seeing the gray-robed acolyte standing outside the door, he looked dazed.

   "Hey! Hus, Hus!"

   Lailun called out twice, seeing that the latter did not respond, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly:

   "Luther Huss!"

   "Huh? Ahhh."

  The gray-robed acolyte came back to his senses, and his rounded bald head reflected a beam of sunlight, which flashed in the eyes of someone on the hospital bed.

  Lyren sucked in a breath of cold air, lowered his head, and kept rubbing his eyes.

   This bald head is too dazzling!

   "Brother Lallen, what's wrong with you? Eyes are uncomfortable?" Luther Huss didn't realize how much damage his bald head had done to someone on the hospital bed.

   "It's okay"

   Lailun kept blinking, and was shaken by the light. A few tears could not help overflowing from the corners of his eyes. He forced a smile and said, "Is the church all done?"

   "Listen to Captain Creel, a team of battle priests from the Church of Sigmar came from the capital of the Empire, and how many witch hunters are there?"

"Yes." The gray-robed acolyte nodded. He moved a low stool and sat beside the hospital bed with a solemn expression: "The church has lost too many people. Nearly 70% of the clergy were slaughtered. Monks, now only Herlicy and Bellomo are left."

  Lyren doesn't care about those insignificant guys. As long as Lutherhus is okay, Pastor Zeis is okay, and other people's sacrifices, Layen will only express a moment of silence.

"The white bishop of Mercy Church said that in a few days, Pastor Zeis should be able to wake up. This is the greatest luck of the old guy." Laren changed the topic and grinned silently: "The injury is more than mine. It's still serious, I really didn't expect him to wake up."

   "In the future, Huss, you should study with Pastor Zeis. He knows things, but I know a lot."

"I will."

   "That. Big Brother Lallen." The Grey-robed Acolyte had something to talk about.

   "Huh? Say it with confidence, Hus."

  Luther Hus scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "Can I... touch your warhammer?"

"what?"

   A lawful guy like Luther Hus, with such quirks?

   ". I always felt a sense of intimacy when I picked up your warhammer that night."

   "Intimacy?"

   Now Laylen is completely confused. The Heram Warhammer is a weapon given by the system by lottery. Although there is no clear record of users in the Middle Ages, it should not be so coincidental.

   Could it be that Luther Hus is the wielder of the Hammer of Hlam?

  Lairn immediately denied the idea in his heart, and the gray-robed acolyte in front of him only awakened the power of the twin-tailed comet after several blows in his life in the future.

   But this does not mean that there is no hidden power of the twin-tailed comet in Luther Huss.

   In addition, the Soul Fire effect attached to the Hammer of Heram is also a unique high-level skill of Sigmar Battle Priest, a weapon to purify chaos.

  Thinking about it this way, the explanation of "same clan and same origin" is very reasonable.

   "It's okay, you can use it however you want, this hammer"

   Realizing what he said was wrong, Lallen quickly changed his words: "This warhammer was given by my lord, and the Khorne bull did not leave a mark on the hammer, it should be very strong."

   "Thank you Big Brother Lelan!"

  【+1 piety】

   was allowed, and Luther Huss was very happy.

  Lyren took advantage of his inattention and brought up the system panel.

  【Name: Luther Huss (legendary)】

  【Race: Human】

  [Occupation: Acolyte of the Church of Sigmar]

  【Equipment: None】

  [Characteristics: Faith Barrier (+5 Melee Defense +4 Morale) not awakened, Unyielding Faith (sphere of influence -4 Corruption, +2 Order) not awakened]

  [Potential: 8\10]

   [Favorite: 8\10 (very trustworthy)]

  Luther Hus's affection for Lallen has risen by 1 point!

  Inexplicably, an idea popped up. If he said that beating him would help grow his faith, would Luther Hus stand there obediently and let him be beaten?

  Lyren narrowed his eyes, staring at the silly little bald head in front of him, feeling a little uncertain in his heart.

  I really want to give it a try, but next time!

   "Huss, go out for a walk with me. I've been suffocating in the ward these two days." Laren waved his hand and lifted the quilt.

   "Brother Lailen, are you healed? Can you move freely now?" The little bald head was a little surprised and asked quickly.

   Lailun raised his brows and said with a dashing smile:

   "Go, I'll take you to a nice place tonight."

   "Buzzing Tavern!"

   Ask for tickets and collections!

   Recruit NPCs!

   (end of this chapter)