Chapter 4: The Head of the Five Saints of Silver!
Even if the quality of the armor is reduced, a set of the most common rough iron full-body armor worn by the city guards will not cost less than 10,000 soft girl coins.
There is no price in the market, you don't have to buy it if you want it, you have to be loyal to a certain lord, and you can only go to the blacksmith to buy it with the lord's approval.
In this era of poor manufacturing, a top-of-the-line armor often takes a skilled blacksmith with a few apprentices to build for months.
Knights can have a set of stainless steel armor, and most of them will be regarded as family heirlooms and passed down from generation to generation.
According to Alonsos's assumptions, if his few precious disciples are transferred to paladins, of course they must give them the best equipment. It's all money!
A full set of top-notch armor crafted by the dwarven blacksmiths of Riptide Castle is about to cost four figures.
If a new Order of Knights were to be formed with them as the core, the amount of money would be astronomical for the Church of Light.
Both the permission to form the Order and the money needed must rely on the great nobles of Lordaeron and King Terenus.
It's rare to have a fat sheep, cough cough, there is a pious godson who suddenly changed his ways, looked like he was enlightened, and sent a donation of money in a hurry. Alonsos really couldn't find a reason to refuse.
"Child of the Holy Light, it's rare that you have this heart, I can accept it on behalf of the Holy Light Church, but it doesn't need so much, 10,000 gold coins are enough. There's also the premise that things have to be really bad to that point. And now I only have a superficial idea......" Alonsos immediately revealed his paladin plan.
In this world, if there is anyone who is completely detached from low tastes and thinks purely and sincerely for the sake of others, such a person is often called a saint.
Alonsos Fao is exactly such a being.
It didn't take too many words, and it was already clear to Madonald that he was a little despicable and had spent all his money in one go, as expected. Ten thousand gold coins is already the limit that the archbishop can accept.
McDonald didn't force it, on the contrary, he was satisfied: "Godfather, if you have any other needs, please be sure to inform me as soon as possible." ”
"May the Light guide you!" After Alonsos blessed McDonaln as always, he sensitively sensed the anxiety in his godson's eyes: "Son, if there is anything difficult to do, you might as well tell me." ”
McDonald leaned over and whispered, "Godfather, I suspect someone is trying to kill me!" ”
"Huh?" Alonsos became nervous, no matter what kingdom, to murder a duke would never be a trivial matter. He couldn't help but lower his voice: "Are you sure?" ”
"I almost died yesterday. Externally, it's just that I'm infected with the wind chill. ”
"Let me see." Alonsos held out his hand.
McDonald lowered his head and let the old bishop's finger point to his forehead, and suddenly a soft force passed into his body along the center of his eyebrows.
So comfortable! It's so comfortable that I'm almost asleep!
Alonsos fell into deep thought, and after a few seconds, he said: "On the surface, you have been hollowed out by wine, and upon closer inspection, there are traces of dark spells, perhaps some kind of superficial life curse. ”
McDonald was frightened, and there was something strange.
Now his body is not much different from before the crossing, he still has black hair and black eyes, and he is originally white-skinned. I just don't know what the system has done, and I modified the cognition of everyone around me to believe that he is the McDonald. At the same time, he inherited everything from his former master, including the fusion of his body, soul, and memories.
As soon as he thought of this, McDonald said decisively: "I heard that Godfather, you have a few very powerful disciples, can you send one to be my guard?" Like that Uther? ”
Alonsos' first instinct was to refuse.
Uther, as his best and most devout disciple, was the meat of his heart. If you want to form a paladin order, it must be with Uther as the core.
But compared to the young Grand Duke of McDonald, Uther at this moment is not the head of the world-famous Silver Five Saints in later generations, and the super bull who was given the surname [Lightbringer]!
No matter how high his potential is, his current identity is still just a very capable young pastor, and compared with McDonald, his weight is undoubtedly much lighter.
The Archbishop could not imagine what would become of the Church of the Light without the support of McDonaln in Stratholme.
After only two seconds of thought, Alonsos nodded: "Of course, my child, your safety is very important. However, Uther has not yet completed his training, and one day, I will start the Paladin Project......"
"I'll definitely let Uther come back to complete the paladin's training!" McDonald, of course, knew that he could not bind Uther as a human shield for the rest of his life.
1 month, no, just in case, 3 months is enough!
Guarantee that I won't die, and run away with all the money at speed!
It's none of my business to destroy Azeroth 100 times!
Now that McDonaln agreed, the archbishop's eyes were full of love: "The Light will bless you!" ”
Almost as soon as Alonsos confirmed, the system's confirmation prompt sounded in McDonaln's head:
[Detected hosts in the form of donations in exchange for the services of the Holy Priest Uther...... Deal Evaluation...... According to the strength of Uther, the system confirms that this transaction is a legal and valid operation! 】
In the prompt sound of the system, McDonald finally saw the meat shield No. 1 that he had in mind!
The moment he saw Uther, McDonald immediately determined that it must be the right thing.
McDonald's height of 1.8 meters is not short, but it is a little thinner.
This version of Uther is 1.98 meters tall, and any of his arms is thicker than his McDonald's thighs.
'If I punch down, you will die!' It's really not a joke.
Seeing this super hunk with a fist the size of a casserole and an abnormally developed pectoralis muscle wearing a blue and white priest's robe, McDonald's heart was instantly filled with the desire to complain - big brother, you are in the [Physical Persuasion] genre, right?
Alonsos introduces Uther, who is a little surprised, but immediately accepts the teacher's instructions.
The 25-year-old macho man with ear-length blonde hair and a powerful long beard showed a warm smile: "Your Excellency Stratholme, I will protect your safety with my life." ”
McDonald's careful liver that had been hanging for a long time was finally put down. He nodded, then turned to Alonsos, "One last small request, can I ask one of my vassals to learn the Way of Light from the Godfather?" ”
"Who is that Excellency?"
"He's Baron Oryx Rivendell!"
If there is another traverser or player present at the moment, they will definitely complain about the firepower.
Disturb!
I've seen a slut, but I've never seen such a slutty operation!
McDonald's slut kidnapped a silver five saints, not to mention, turned around and stuffed a future four horsemen of the apocalypse in, not to mention, this cow man who is famous for contributing undead horses to players will become one of the five saints of silver in the future, cough, one of the six saints.