"The aristocracy enslaved the commoners, and the commoners enslaved the tools. —The Wise Man of Apollo, The Words of Flails

After leaving Dennis, Luo Lan returned to the inn and took Irina and Sam to the priest's tower in Mosha City for two days, as for Sebudin, he had already followed the caravan to the free city-state, and said that he would bring all the cold steel knives with him when they met next time.

The majestic white complex is close in front of you, the holy appearance seems to inject a soft vitality into the viewer, warm and calm, the slender and round white pagoda of the priest stands tall, a few blue streamers under the golden cross flutter gently in the breeze, soothing the wounds and souls of the world, and the chants from time to time seem to soothe the hearts of the lost.

"I'm sorry, sir, but you didn't meet the requirements of the Priest's Tower, so you can't go in. The deacon said with a look of regret.

Luo Lan pointed to the emblem on his chest: "Is there any problem?"

"Pastor Landiston, please look here. The well-mannered deacon pointed to a bronze plaque and said, "Your identity has been confirmed, but the problem is that there are only three of you." ”

When he saw Luo Lan searching for words on the bronze plaque, he added: "Let me explain that according to the regulations of the priest's tower and each diocese, the junior priests participating in the trial must not carry more than fifteen servants, but the minimum number must reach four, that is, a priest must have two female prayers and one male guard, and I can honestly say that every priest I have met is trying to bring more followers, like you...... Hehe, it's really rare. ”

Luo Lan immediately understood that, as Dennis said, the priest had become one with his subordinates, and even formed the concept in ordinary thinking that only a team of priests above the standard could achieve its due strength.

In fact, Luo Lan is the only one who is alone, and Sam and Irina are not related at all.

However, he believed that things would always work out, and he gestured to Sam with his eyes, "I think there should be a way to accommodate, right?"

Sam immediately understood, gritted his teeth and took out a gold coin and reluctantly put it in the deacon's hand.

The deacon was stunned for a moment, he hesitated for a moment, but still took the gold coin in his palm and clenched it tightly, looked left and right, and said, "Didn't your mentor tell you about these things?"

Luo Lan glanced at him and said, "She never says anything superfluous. ”

The deacon was stunned, rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and then pointed to a tall building that led to the corner of the street facing due west, and said, "Reverend Lampyston, please look there." ”

Luo Lan turned to look.

"It's the Swordsman Mercenary Hall, a collection of broken swordsmen and knights who have been exiled from all over the world, and they are waiting here so that a priest with wealth will choose them. ”

Luo Lan said: "Understood. He turned his head again and said, "But you said you still need two female prayers, and I think you should know some news, right?"

The deacon looked at him with some embarrassment and said, "Female prayer speakers are usually brought from the parish by priests, such as you. He pointed to Irina behind Luo Lan, who was veiled and took for granted that she was a prayer speaker.

The young deacon's face turned a little red, and he peeked at Irina, and said, "And, and...... As you know, the Prayer Speakers are critical to supporting and boosting in Priest combat, but as women, they have their own special ...... Special ......"

"I understand that, so please say what you want to say. Luo Lan interrupted him, he naturally understood the meaning of this, the praying person is not only the close partner of the pastor, but also sometimes has a deeper intimate contact with the pastor, so as soon as the extremely good or good-looking prayer teacher leaves the parish, he will be contested by the priest with status and background, and the rest may be either ugly or crippled.

The young deacon thought for a moment, he took out a parchment scroll, wrote an address, solemnly handed it to Luo Lan and said, "This girl is a very good prayer teacher, if you are willing to accept her," he hesitated for a moment, took out the gold coin that was already mixed with sweat in the palm of his hand, and said, "I would rather return this gold coin to you." ”

Looking at this still somewhat immature face, his immature behavior reminded Luo Lan of some fragments of his previous life, he pushed the other party's hand back, stuffed the address into his pocket noncommittally, and walked towards the swordsman mercenary hall with a hello.

All that was Sam's muttering voice was silent, and Irina was silent, her eyes always looking around attentively, as if she was observing something.

The scale of this employment management is very large, it is a typical bright papal building, there are four huge ornamented stone pillars standing at the door, and there is also a bronze plaque covered with green rust hanging on the porch, and the blurred handwriting on it indicates that the priest who chooses the swordsman to guard must pay one-tenth of the tribute as a fee recognized by the Holy See, and lists in detail the matters to be paid attention to and many other matters, Luo Lan just swept it lightly on it, and stepped on the stone steps to walk in, the hall was unusually wide, and a few swordsmen wearing old armor sat on the steps on both sides, from low to high, eight ranks, and the highest three swordsman steps were already empty, even on the lower steps, there are only a few bronze medals, which briefly explain the identity, but there is no trace.

Feeling that someone walked in, some sleepy swordsmen were refreshed, but when they saw that Luo Lan was not dressed very gorgeously, he lowered his head again.

Ordinary people always choose the best, but Luo Lan moved his gaze down, and he came to a big man with strong muscles sitting on the lowest step.

Despite everyone's sluggishness, he was still straight, with a serious face and a rock-like expression.

"What's your name?"

"Sharu. The man's eyebrows and eyes were sharp and angular, and his face was cold.

At this time, a man who looked like a manager hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Luo Lan and said, "Mr. Pastor, I must remind you that this person will not do anything. ”

Shalu's expression froze like a stone sculpture, as if he was unmoved by his words.

"Can you tell me more about the details," as soon as Luo Lan raised his hand, Sam seemed to have pulled a piece of meat from his heart, and reluctantly took another gold coin and stuffed it.

The manager's expression was naturally accepted, he coughed, and said: "You know, the swordsman's equipment is carried by himself, and the cost of these maintenance and maintenance equipment is included in the mercenary money, and it is not the priest's additional responsibility, but this person is tall, and he has no equipment and weapons on his body, and he is not familiar with the priest's fighting style, he still can't use a sword, he can't use a riding spear, he can't use a short knife, what else can he do besides being a coolie?" The coolies could buy a large army of barbarians in the slave market for the same price. ”

"I see, thank you for the reminder," Luo Lan's gaze drifted towards that Sharu, and found that his face was blank, and there was no anger or excitement at all.

The administrator saluted gracefully and was about to retreat, but when he saw that Luo Lan was still standing in front of Sharu and did not walk away, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, touched his pocket, and then turned to leave.

"You don't know anything?"

Sharu nodded, his gaze not fluctuating in the slightest.

Luo Lan pondered for a moment and said, "Weapons won't be used?"

Sharu said in a deep voice, "I will only use a hammer!"

Hammer?

Luo Lan's heart moved, and he said, "Stand up." ”

Sharu stood up slowly, and everyone didn't pay attention when he sat on the ground, but when he stood up, this guy was unusually tall, more than three times the size of ordinary people. Even Luo Lan's height is only below his chest and abdomen.

The mercenary hall, which had already had some sporadic sounds, fell silent when they saw Sharu standing up.

A ray of light from a high place grazed the corners of his resolute forehead, and the muscles of steel and iron were like mounds, and the blocks were distinct, and the rock-like eternal face appeared in the shadow of the light. His body was almost perfectly proportioned, like a giant statue in a polytheistic temple, and his bronze skin was a complete combination of strength and beauty! every inch seemed to contain an infinite amount of explosive and destructive power.

Some of the newcomers looked at him stunned, "Mom, is this still a human?" Even ordinary barbarians don't have this height, right?

Sam's mouth gradually opened wide, and he almost hung his chin to his chest.

Luo Lan finally knew why no one chose him, such a small body, if he was equipped with heavy armor, it would be enough to equip five heavy armored swordsmen who could fight hard, and he also had to create a weapon that fit his body shape, in the eyes of some people, this was really a bit of a chicken rib.

Luo Lan said in a low voice: "You fools with eyes and no beads, this is the best warrior in the world." ”

The corner of Kill's eyes moved slightly.

Luo Lan raised his head and said loudly, "Shalu, are you willing to follow me?"

Shalu lowered his head, then slowly knelt down, and said solemnly: "I swear by the glory of my ancestors, I, Sharu, am willing to follow you until you no longer need it!"

PS: Hehe, the protagonist's Hu appeared from the beginning~

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