Chapter 658
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It didn't take long for Dean to see a team of paladins standing by the river in front of the plain. The sun shined on their silver-grey armor and reflected the dazzling light.
He saw a red robed figure in front of the team of paladins. It was Cardinal Elnorin who was next to Richelieu.
"Elder." Ernolin trotted in front of Dean and immediately jumped down from the horse's back. He bowed and saluted. He was one of the few people in the Holy Church who knew the real inside story. He didn't dare to treat Dean as a genius.
"Let's go." Dean didn't ask anything.
"Yes." Elnorin replied respectfully. He was surprised as he looked at Dean's appearance. It seemed that Dean knew the situation inside out.
Lorenzo was sitting on a chair in the conference hall. Two knights were holding their swords to his throat. The other commander Bryson didn't have such good treatment. He was personally taken care of by Pulo. He was kneeling on the ground. His hair was messy and there were many scars on his body. His armor was broken. He was captured by Pulo after the armistice. This was the first time he fought against the nominal number one person in the outer wall. The latter's strength was beyond his imagination. He didn't even have the chance to escape from the enemy.
"It's useless even if you capture us." Lorenzo gritted his teeth and stared at Richelieu: "Commander Xedawen will soon bring troops to encircle this place. She has ten times more troops than you. Coupled with the steam rifle, it's enough to flatten this place. You won't be able to escape!"
Richelieu sat on a general's chair and said indifferently, "With you guys here, do you think he would dare to attack?"
"Hey!" Lorenzo sneered: "Don't think that you can force them to retreat by using us as hostages. In the current situation, she will kill you along with us. That's the best result. The military and the Holy Church will see her as the king. Do you think she will be soft-hearted in the face of such a big temptation? Just wait to be buried with us!"
Richelieu slightly frowned as he looked at Pulo who was next to him.
Pulo thought for a moment: "Elder, why don't we retreat first and capture them at Mount Wu Tuo. With the help of the terrain there we can certainly defend against them."
Richelieu's eyes flashed as he hesitated.
"What's the matter that's making you so distressed?" Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside.
Everyone was startled and couldn't help but look outside.
Cardinal El 'Norin slowly walked into the hall with three figures. When they saw the face of the young man behind El' Norin, St. Lorenza and the other generals and staff officers were stunned, their faces filled with astonishment.
Richelieu was startled as he saw Dean come in person. He was relieved as his heart settled down. He got up and greeted: "Master, you have come."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall instantly fell silent.
Saint Lorenza opened his mouth wide and stared at Richelieu in shock, wondering if he was hallucinating. Young Master? And he even used honorifics to address you respectfully?
Bryson, who was kneeling on the ground, and the rest of the defeated generals looked at this scene in disbelief. They couldn't wrap their heads around it. How could the leader of the Holy Church be so respectful to this genius in Divine Arts?
Prow, who was pressing down on Bryson, was equally shocked as he looked at Richelieu in confusion.
Dean patted Richelieu's shoulder: "You've worked hard. Are you hurt?"
Richelieu was startled but quickly responded: "No, it's just a small scratch." He put away the cut on the back of his hand.
Dean's eyes were sharp. He looked at Ernolin: "The old pontiff is injured. Why didn't you bandage him?"
El 'Norin was shocked: "I'll call the priest." He saw that Dean didn't stop him so he immediately turned and ran out.
Dean took Richelieu's hand and came to the hall. He passed by Bryson who was kneeling on the ground and other generals. He didn't even glance at them. Dean helped Richelieu to sit down on the chair. He looked at Lorenzo who was sitting on another chair: "Old commander, long time no see. How are you?"
He waved his hand as he spoke.
The two knights who were holding St. Lorenza looked at Dean in confusion. They looked at Richelieu who was next to him.
Richelieu nodded to them. Both of them loosened their grip on their swords. One of them carefully reminded Dean: "Master, be careful."
Lorenzo looked at Dean in a daze. Dean's attitude and Richelieu's performance made him unable to see the boy as a simple master. Moreover, it was a historical moment of life and death for the Holy Church and the military. How could a master come here and waste time?
Dean pulled a chair from the side and sat next to St. Lorenza. He saw that El 'Norin had come with two priests. As soon as the priest arrived, he bowed and immediately checked Richelieu's wound to prevent infection.
St. Lorenza stared at Dean who was sitting next to him: "Mr Dean, we have a friendship in the past. Can you talk to the old pontiff and ask him to withdraw his troops? Otherwise we will all die here when Commander Schiedawen attacks!"
Dean looked at him in surprise, then shook his head: "Old commander, you are really confused. How can I help you? It was my idea to take over your military region."
St. Lorenza was stunned.
"You have indeed treated me well when it comes to friendship." Dean slowly said: "You immediately blocked the news of me when I was arrested by the inner wall. The people would have forgotten about my existence if I had come out later. I didn't expect the friendship price to be so low. Not only did I not get any help from the military, but you stepped on my foot."
St. Lorenza's face turned ugly: "There is a misunderstanding. Listen to me …"
"You don't need to explain." Dean waved his hand: "The war will be over when Commander Schiedawen comes. I can go back to work then."
Bryson was kneeling on the ground: "Do you really want to perish together with us? Commander Schiedawen won't let you go!"
Dean glanced at him: "Kneeling people don't deserve to talk to me."
Bryson's body trembled in anger.
St. Lorenza suppressed his anger: "Mr Dean, why do we have to kill each other? You are also a member of the Holy Church. Don't you have any compassion?"
"It's all used up." Dean said: "If you have any then take the initiative to surrender. By the way, persuade Schiedawen to surrender. From now on the military will be loyal to the Holy Church. Be loyal to me."
Lorenza was stunned. He couldn't help but look at Richelieu and Dean: "Loyal to you?"
Bryson and other staff officers who were kneeling on the ground were shocked. They thought that Dean had instigated the Pope to attack them. If that was the case then Dean's words were too presumptuous!
"Are you stupid or are you looking down on me?" Dean indifferently said: "Is there any problem with being loyal to me?"
He noticed that Richelieu had a matter-of-fact look on his face. Suddenly, he thought of the honorifics and the way Richelieu addressed Dean. An incredible conclusion came to his mind — Dean was the real power behind the Holy Church!
He immediately thought that Dean had been taken to the inner wall before. It was possible that Dean had gotten something from the inner wall. Perhaps he had been appreciated by a certain force and had made a leap in his cultivation!
Although the possibility was low but it wasn't impossible.
"What is your relationship with the Pope?" He looked at Dean in bewilderment.
Dudian didn't pay attention to such a boring question.
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