Working Prophet

This is going to be difficult. Wilder scratched the beard on his chin and thought.

He knew that there was little hope of keeping Li Yu, but he was unwilling to watch this pagan who could save his granddaughter leave the Corner of Plenty.

Even though Priest Herbert has been speaking ill of Li Yu in front of him these days. But Wilder was just rude on the outside and not stupid on the inside, so he knew why the old boy said that.

In fact, the more excited Hurlbert is and the harder he dances, the more it proves that Li Yu is really capable.

Otherwise, the Church of Earth and Grain would not be so nervous. Looking at them, they were afraid that if this pagan stayed in the Cornucopia for a few more days, they would follow in the footsteps of the Church of Silver Moon.

Hulbert was now determined to drive Li Yu away, and Wilder even received news that the old priest had started preaching everywhere in the city in the past two days.

It seems that if Wilder refuses to listen to the advice, Hurlburt is going to bypass him as the city lord and directly mobilize the believers to throw stones outside the hotel where Ilea and others live.

Thinking of this, Hui Mane suddenly froze, feeling like he had caught something.

Ilea waited for a while and saw that the head of the Singleton family had not spoken, so she said directly, "Lord Greymane, we are here to say goodbye, not to ask for your consent."

"I know, I know," Wilder said, "I didn't stop you from leaving."

As soon as he said these words, Herbert was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

"This is the best." Ilea said.

"But I hope you can leave half a day later." Gray Mane rolled his eyes.

"Another half day late? That's fine, but what's the point?" The female lord was puzzled.

"The Singleton family is by no means a repaying family. Prophet Merlin removed the curse from my granddaughter. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you."

Miss Rabbit's eyes lit up when she heard this, "Are you going to spend this half day preparing a thank-you gift for us?"

"That's right."

"How embarrassing," the female lord said, but her face was already happy.

"No, no, this is just what I should do." Wilder said with a smile.

"Okay, then let's wait for another half day." Miss Rabbit agreed, hinting at the same time, "Well... don't put too much gold in it."

"No, no."

"Um?"

"Don't worry, you will definitely be satisfied."

Half a day later, the female lord did not get the gold she had been waiting for. Instead, she saw a group of fully armed cavalry on the long street outside the hotel.

And the person in the lead turned out to be Wilder, the city lord of Cornucopia.

Wilder rode a brown horse that was almost as tall as him, and was covered in armor from head to toe.

The large battle ax at his waist looked radiant with cold light, and coupled with his unruffled face, it was enough to make all opponents feel terrified.

However, the black dragon didn't even scare Miss Rabbit, let alone the head of the Singleton family.

She also put on her dwarf armor, and walked out of the hotel door accompanied by Ferdinand and Li Yu, saying with a dark face.

"It seems that you intend to repay kindness with revenge, Sir Wilder."

"You have misunderstood me." Wilder shook his head, "I, Gray Mane, keep my word and will definitely repay your kindness."

"How to repay?"

"I will go to the royal capital with you."

? ? ?

Miss Rabbit didn't know how crazy the city lord of Cornucopia in front of her was.

But Li Yu had already realized what Wilder was planning, and this was further proven when he saw Donya riding a small pony behind Wilder.

The head of the Singleton family had a simple idea. Since Li Yu couldn't stay, he should just go with him.

Gray Mane sneezed proudly, and then said, "Your Majesty has reopened the tourney. The warriors of the empire have gathered at Lionheart Castle. How can there be no men from the Singleton family?"

"You can go, but what does this have to do with repaying us?"

"How could it not matter?" Wilder said solemnly, "Sir Ilea, there have been only three female knights since the empire was founded for a thousand years, and you are the fourth, a dragon-slaying hero personally named by His Majesty.

"This honor will certainly bring you great glory, but it will also inevitably arouse the jealousy and dissatisfaction of many people. Not to mention that you are going to participate in the martial arts competition this time. The people in the capital who are waiting to teach you a lesson may be even more too much."

"At this time you need a helper to help you take on those challenges."

"I have Ferdinand."

"Then add me," Wilder said, patting his chest. "I promise to beat the shit out of anyone who comes to trouble you."

"Really?" Miss Rabbit expressed doubt.

Wilder didn't waste any time, jumped off the horse, pulled out the battle ax from his waist, and said to Ferdinand.

"Do you want to compete? Don't say I'm bullying the junior. I'll give you one left hand."

"Okay." The face of the head of the Bathory family was always serious, showing no emotion or anger.

He took off his cloak and took his two-handed sword from the knight.

The two-handed sword used by Ferdinand is not as slender as ordinary two-handed swords. The sword body is very wide, which also means that its weight will be even more amazing.

But it was not clumsy at all when it fell into Ferdinand's hands. He grasped the sword with a convolution and raised it step by step. The next moment, the man appeared in front of Wilder.

The city lord of Plenty Corner is still boasting at this moment, "You can ask around in Golden Valley. When I was young, there was no one within a radius of five hundred miles who was right for me... Oh!"

The last sound was Wilder who was caught off guard by Ferdinand and was taken aback by approaching him.

The two-handed sword brushed against Wilder's cheek, cutting off a bunch of his beard, but Wilder's reaction was quick enough to dodge in time.

Otherwise, the thing that was cut open would be his throat.

Wilder, who escaped from the dead, was not angry, but a look of admiration flashed in his eyes, "Good guy, this sword is really powerful!"

And Ferdinand didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and took back the long sword in his hand again, and asked Wilder, "Can you use two hands now?"

"Of course." Wilde nodded, but he was refreshing, "I take back what I said before, you are a respectable opponent."

Ferdinand was praised, but he didn't show any joy on his face. He just leaned his long sword on the ground and reminded, "I'm coming again."

After saying the last word, he kicked the lower end of the long sword and slashed towards Wilder's calf. There is nothing fancy about this move, it is fast enough and unexpected enough.

But this time Wilder was on guard, and his body was relatively short. When the sword came in front of him, it could actually stab his thigh.

Wilder remained unflappable in the face of danger, and with only a light wave of the ax in his hand, he took away the sword.

Then he took advantage of the momentum and attacked Ferdinand's open chest!