Working Prophet

Ebrusus's face became very ugly after seeing Kured, and Tennyson also walked out of the crowd at this time.

"Surrender, you have already lost this battle."

Ebrusus was silent after hearing this, and Ilea also said, "As long as you put down your weapons now, I can guarantee that you will all be treated properly. I will let you go back when your family sends the ransom." .”

Ebrusus finally spoke, "I refuse to surrender."

"I know you want to keep your family, but based on what I know about Lanita, if you lose the Cornucopia, she will kill your family regardless of whether she surrenders in the end."

The person who spoke this time was Ivan, "And if you surrender now, at least you can survive."

"I'm not afraid of death."

"I know, but you have to think about your son, right?" Ivan said while pouting in the direction of Kured.

Ebrusus's face suddenly became a little wonderful.

He wanted to say something else, but there was a clang in his ears. Someone didn't hold the weapon in his hand and dropped it to the ground.

Ebrusus glared at the man, but soon more people threw away their weapons. The sound just now was like a signal, making everyone lose their fighting spirit.

Ebrusus sighed deeply when he saw this, and could only reluctantly put the sword in his hand at his feet.

He was soon taken away and imprisoned in a dungeon in the city.

Because there were so many people who surrendered, the female lord only selected valuable nobles and imprisoned them with Ebrusus.

The remaining people just collected their weapons and armor, found a place outside the city, and guarded them.

Then she followed Wilder to the City Lord's Mansion.

The head of the Singleton family looked at the familiar castle in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

When he was forced to leave here more than two months ago, although he also thought about coming back one day, he did not expect that this day would come so quickly.

Wilder is now glad that he gave his granddaughter to Li Yu as a guard and took the opportunity to embrace Shuangxiujiao's thigh.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to resist the advance of those Wing tribesmen with his own strength, let alone regain the lost territory.

Thinking of this, Wilder said to the female lord, "The Singleton family will definitely remember this today. No matter what missions you and Prophet Merlin have in the future, my descendants and I will never refuse."

Ilea waved her hand, "You fought side by side with us before to resist the invaders. We made a sacred oath together. It is our duty to help you take back the Corner of Plenty.

"Although this town was captured by us, the surrounding areas are still controlled by the Wing Tribe people or their allies. I'm afraid you will be under a lot of pressure in the future."

Wilder nodded, "I was also planning to discuss this matter with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone calling his name, "Lord Greymane!"

Wilder looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beggar on the roadside, who was also staring at him with a surprised look on his face.

"It's really you, Lord Gray Mane! I knew you would definitely come back. This must be the guidance of the God of Earth and Grain!"

The man became more and more excited as he talked, and finally his nose and tears came out together.

However, Wilder had a look of disgust on his face, "Okay, okay, Priest Herbert, don't cry yet."

"I...I have been waiting for you, because I firmly believe that Julius will save this city and its believers." Not only did the old priest not stop his tears, but he howled louder and louder.

"This has nothing to do with Julius." Wilder interrupted.

"Ah, it doesn't matter. You are a believer of Julius. Your recovery of the Cornucopia is naturally guided by Julius."

"I have not been a believer of Julius for a long time." Wilder said frankly. "Honestly, since I went to the capital with Prophet Merlin and Sir Ilea and witnessed all the miracles on Saturday, I have no interest in the earth and the world. There is little reverence for the God of Grains.

"It's just because there are too many followers of Julius in this city, and your church is quite capable of causing trouble, that I didn't immediately convert to Shuangxiu Cult. I just gave Doniya to Prophet Merlin as a guard.

"But then I went to Greenfield and joined the resistance army led by Sir Ilea. At that time, I completed the initiation ceremony of Shuangxiu Cult with others.

"And this time it was Sir Ilea and Saturday's believers who helped me recapture the Cornucopia. Your god of earth and grain did not protect its believers."

Wilder pointed at the tattered clothes on Herbert's body, "I heard that you make yourself a new set of clothes every month, why are you wearing it like this now?"

When she mentioned this, Herbert almost cried again and screamed, "Those guys are robbers! They kicked me out of my house as soon as they entered the city and took away all my valuable things."

"Forget it, they also smashed up Julius's temple, wuwuwu, and threatened to pull out my tongue if I dare to continue preaching. If you come back later, you won't be able to see me. gone."

Wilder had been friends with Herbert for decades anyway. Seeing how miserable he was now, he felt a little pitiful for him, so he got off the horse, walked up to him, patted his back and comforted him.

"It's okay, those bandits have been defeated by us."

Hearing this, the old priest finally stopped crying, raised his head and said, "Then my house, and the money that was robbed..."

Wilde took off his purse, took ten gold coins out of it, and stuffed them into Herbert's hands. The latter couldn't help feeling warm, and before he had time to thank him, Wilde continued.

"You take the money well, and treat it as travel expenses to leave Fengraojiao."

"Ah?" The old priest was dumbfounded, "I didn't say I was leaving."

Herbert didn't run away when those Yi people called, mainly because he was reluctant to part with his mansion and beautiful clothes. Now that Wilder finally came back, of course he had no reason to leave.

However, Wilde said, "No, you have to go... Julius still has many believers who are being enslaved by those Yi people and their allies, waiting for you to rescue them."

Herbert almost blurted out, what does this have to do with me. Fortunately, he was not completely dizzy, so he held back at last, retracted his hands and said, "I, I can help them even if I'm here."

Seeing this, Wilder forced the ten gold coins over, "The most important thing is that people in this city will believe in Saturdays from now on, and there is no place for you here."