Lord of Glory

"Oh! O my Enos. This is simply impossible!" After seeing Alfred for only a few seconds, the wound on Alfred's shoulder immediately healed as good as new. Countess Orinna jumped up in shock as if seeing the real body of Enos descend. Not only that, even Baron Hank and Bob next to him, also looked at the skin as good as new in disbelief.

All of the people sitting here are nobles. Especially Orinna, as a count and head of the battlefield, there were countless small and large wounds she got. So She naturally understood very well how high the healing technique that a priest could perform could reach. An ordinary priest, who has been taught systematically and has several years of experience in using healing arts for a long time.

Then, like the big gash on Alfred's shoulder, it would take half of the magic power, and it would take an hour to heal. Among them are the outstanding ones of the Holy See. Archbishop Sarriel,Toronto who came to the front line of the fortress to serve as the chief priest of wartime medical care. His attainments in healing techniques were beyond the reach of the other six archbishops in the Principality of Kasmi. Although such a wound does not consume much mana for him, it is impossible to heal it completely with a wave of his hand! It is conceivable that this little-known Alfred's younger brother has such a powerful talent, but he has not been discovered!

Just when Orinna was silent and shocked at the high level of Paladin's healing art. Instead, Paladin stood up like a family man, turned back to look at the other few dumbfounded squires with his face as usual, once again showed a harmless smile and crouched down and said, "Mr. Trainee Knight, your leg is injured." "Huh?" A young squire suddenly came back to his senses. He did not know that his leg was injured. But when Paladin removed the leg armor, a large purple-black color spread under the skin represented that a very serious injury had been sustained inside.

"Look, it must have been hit by the nail head hammer(mace). Although the skin is not broken, it has hurt the bones and muscles. If you don't treat it quickly, your leg will be ruined." Paladin said, gently Pressing the purple-black area, the attendant who was still suspicious immediately turned pale and screamed in pain. In disguise, it proves that what Paladin said is correct. These wounds are a bit strange to Paladin, but it's not hard for him to recognize. He couldn't sleep every night, and all kinds of books were opened by him to pass the time. Not only alchemy, but also various history, mathematics, art, medicine and so on are more or less exposed. This too obvious internal injuries 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 were wide open immediately opened her mouth to see that such internal injuries, Paladin still gently touched it, a flash of golden light burst after. The squire immediately comfortably cried out. And the original purple and black injury has disappeared. As good as before. "Oh! Baron Sindep, is this really your brother?"

The countess looked at the two brothers with the eyes of looking at rare animals. One fought great battles, brave and upright. Rich in chivalry. The other brother, though ordinary in appearance, had a kind heart and a high attainment in healing that surprised her who had seen so much! She, Orinna, secretly made up her mind, when the matter would be over she will talk to Archbishop Sarrir to talk about how such an outstanding priest can be buried in the battlefield! You know, cases of manslaughtering priests on the battlefield are not uncommon.

The doppelganger stood up and nodded slightly, but suddenly looked back at the busy Paladin and chided: "Brother, this is the Count's tent, you burst in abruptly, and you still haven't apologized to the Count!" Paladin was shaken, immediately embarrassed to look back at the Countess, and was about to rush down on one knee to make atonement, the countess was very magnanimous and excused, with a curious look she asked: "Flamel. A very familiar surname, where are your parents?"

As soon as these words came out, the look of the doppelganger and Paladin's main body immediately darkened. The doppelganger who was clearly the older brother immediately said with some sadness: "Father and mother. Not long ago, they were slaughtered by the mysterious outlaws in Fenrir." "Ah! Please forgive me for being presumptuous."

The countess was immediately startled. It was only at this moment that she remembered why this surname sounded so familiar, the matter of the magicians attacking the nobles that had become so much of a fuss some time ago. Isn't it exactly this Flamel's surname! I still remember that time, a furious Marquis and Grand Duke of Carmon, aggressively pointed at the head of the Forest of Helitte in the Principality of Kasmi and cursed aggressively. The person in charge had no choice but to declare that Nashura was a heretic and no longer belonged to Helitte, but he was ordered to kill him.

Thinking of this, the countess's eyes suddenly became pitiful, looking at the pair of brothers playing. Especially looking at Alfred, that under the red hair cover, revealing the kind of melancholy beauty. Immediately, a wave of motherly love welled up spontaneously, and the urge to hug Alfred and love him in her arms became more and more intense.

But just then, another person broke into the tent, interrupting the Count's fantasy. The crowd looked up, but saw a tired-looking Kaleqi walking in wearing fancy clothes. Raising his head, as soon as he saw the Countess and everyone else gazing at him, Kaleqi immediately had a wake-up call, and under the gaze of Paladin, who was cast covertly, immediately knelt down on one knee with an expression of deep emotion, and said: "Please forgive me for my presumption, Lord Count. I am Sir Kaleqi of Nurba, captain of the infantry regiment to which Count Torch belongs."

Seeing an outsider, the countess immediately returned to that cold and hard expression. But seeing Paladin immediately explained: "Kaleqi is my good friend, he rushed over here worrying about my brother's current situation. He is a very chivalrous nobleman. With his help, my life in the diocese has been settled. He is not only my benefactor, but also my elder, my best friend." Hearing Paladin's words, the countess' expression gradually softened. But Kaleqi looked at Paladin very strangely. When such nasty words came out of this kid's mouth, out of his 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 about to say something, suddenly realized that the delay was too long, and immediately picked up the sword and put it on her waist, and said to everyone: "I can't tell you what happened just now, I will go to see the Grand Duke and ask him to give orders. Everyone After going through a tough battle, those who can survive are all warriors, and everyone will be rewarded with a gold coin, so go back and have a good rest." After saying that, the countess walked away immediately with her head held high, but when she passed Alfred, she took a very careful look. Hope to keep this true knight firmly in her heart.

When the Countess left, the doppelganger and Paladin, as well as the squires and Bob also left. The doppelganger suddenly noticed that Bob did not look right and turned his head away without saying a word. When he was about to ask him if he was uncomfortable, Baron Hank, who had been standing coldly on the sidelines, suddenly approached him and muttered in a small voice with anger and sarcasm: "You gave up your vows for the sake of this old woman for your future. O Alfred, you have not only tarnished the coat of arms on your chest, the honor of your knighthood. You have also tarnished your surname Flamel!" But such mean language did not make the doppelganger, or Paladin, angry. He simply inclined his head with a smile and said with a victorious gesture, "Please call me Baron Sindep."