Chapter 42: The Harvest From the Plunder, Meeting the Church

The cavalrymen have already started sorting out the spoils.

Silver Claw opened a large exquisite wooden box. The neatly arranged crystal bottles in the box almost blinded his eyes. He said excitedly: "My lord, you should really take a look at this. There are so many potions."

Field stepped forward quickly. Even though he had seen the world, he couldn't hold back and laughed: "This is not a potion, but a magic potion. The fighting spirit potion is a specialty of Maple Leaf City."

"Magic potion?" Seeing that the lord was happy, Asina also smiled. She picked up a bottle of magic potion and shook it in front of her eyes. The brown-red liquid in the bottle swayed back and forth. Asina suddenly showed a suspicious expression, "Isn't this a strange thing?"

The lord can't be exposed to strange things, just like the evil plant last time, it will turn people into big perverts.

"If you want to practice fighting spirit, you need to take this thing."

Just like Gareth just now, if you want to become an extraordinary knight, you must first take the awakening potion and then practice with magic potions. The price of potions is very high. The value of a bottle of potions is often more than fifty gold coins. Even knights can hardly afford it.

This leads to the fact that the stronger the level, the richer they become. The rich can buy more potions to eat and then become stronger.

The gap between extraordinary people can be quickly widened.

However, potions are of no use to the chosen ones. At most, they can be used as supplements or drinks for fun.

It is useless to Field personally. He has missed the age of awakening fighting spirit.

"Go and see the other goods." Field rubbed his hands in anticipation. It was as exciting as opening a blind box.

After half an hour of cleaning the battlefield, Field obtained two boxes of potions, a total of 60 bottles. 327 gold coins in cash, armor and equipment of the second-level fighting spirit knight, a cart of silk, a box of healing potions, 12 pack horses and other various things, the total value is expected to be 5,000 gold coins.

"We are all family, what's his is mine." Field robbed the entire caravan without hesitation, "It's true that a man can't get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse can't get fat without night grass."

Just taking out the newly trained cavalry to rob is worth the rare wine that was transported at great risk.

As for his brother's reaction, he didn't care at all.

After sorting it out, everyone returned to the post station outside the city, where Tate was already waiting.

"I thought you regretted it." Tate let out a long breath. Although the guards left by Field at the post station kept persuading him to be patient, he had sold all the houses. He couldn't calm down before seeing the baron. Tate, with his old-fashioned face, was rarely humorous, "I thought I could embezzle a gold coin."

Field laughed: "Then you will miss 10,000."

His family got off the donkey cart and saluted Field. An old woman with a headscarf and rabbit teeth was obviously Tate's mother. Tate's wife was ordinary, even ugly, with dark skin and wide eyes. The left eye didn't recognize the right eye. But Tate's daughter was very beautiful, with white skin and wearing a blue dress.

After nodding and smiling at them one by one, Field said: "Let's go buy supplies. The slaves we will buy later will be handed over to you for management. I believe you won't let me down."

Tate was unsure, but thinking that he had no way out, he immediately shouted: "Please leave it to me! Lord!"

Due to his brother's "funding", Field saved the money to buy fog lights and purification potions. Therefore, he directly bought 300 slaves, including 200 men. Maple Leaf City was unwilling to go to war, resulting in a shortage of slaves, and most of the slaves bought were old and weak.

The rest of the goods were mainly the most important food and feed, which could be guaranteed to feed the territory for three months. In addition, there were five cattle, 20 sheep, two war horses, 25 camels and horses, and some noble furniture and clothing.

A total of 1,970 gold coins were spent, most of which were spent on livestock. This was an era when livestock were more expensive than people.

In addition, Field also bought three carrier pigeons, the kind that could coo.

Fortunately, Tate showed some management skills. He divided the slaves into two groups, strong men and women, children and the elderly, carrying different goods, which greatly improved the team's cargo capacity and made the team less bloated.

"It seems that this salary was not wasted." Field thought to himself.

The group set out that day and rested for a night after arriving at the border of the High Castle Province.

The next morning, Field came out of the tent. To his surprise, the church people were there.

A group of thirty Knights of the Holy Armor, everyone exuded fighting spirit fluctuations. In addition, there were twenty nuns wearing strict and simple nun robes, not the modern nun robes with slits to the arms. At least Field could only see their faces, not even their ears.

The slaves knelt down to them, and the nuns kept preaching.

Unlike the Chinese impression of a religion that encourages people to be good and then collects incense money, the church in this world can not only collect taxes from the king, but also excommunicate the king, launch a divine punishment army against pagans, and own a rich country consisting of three provinces in the rich southern inland sea area. In name, including the Holy Griffin Empire, there are more than 100 countries, big and small, and the official belief is the church's Holy Light Goddess, who is also called the Mother of Gods.

But no one knows whether she is a mother.

Because no one has really seen God, the only miracle is the Chosen One, and the rest can be fabricated. Anyway, Field can speak freely without any psychological pressure.

"Sorry, we don't want to disturb your rest." The nun did not say that she forgot, but explained with great emotional intelligence.

"Okay, I can accept this explanation." Field shrugged.

"Wait! Are you Sir Field Ross?" A nun in a white robe looked at Field in shock, "Oh my God, did you really survive in the Night Territory? Thank the Goddess of Holy Light, this must be a miracle."

Field showed a confused look: "Do you know me?"

"Everything is a miracle." A gentle and pleasant voice came from behind the nun, and the nun immediately stepped aside and stood respectfully beside her. The speaker was also a nun in a white robe, but the bright angel symbol on her forehead indicated that she was a God's Chosen, or a Holy Light God's Chosen. "I am Eliza, a third-level God's Chosen from the church. When we passed by Rose Territory, we heard that you were going to open up the Night Territory, and I prayed for you."

The third-level God's Chosen, the combat power is already extremely terrifying, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an army of one person.

Field subconsciously worried that she would expose Ashina, but Eliza didn't even look at Ashina.

The Chosen seemed to be able to shield each other.