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"They are the followers of the lord?"

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable, could it be that the lord borrowed it from other nobles?"

"By the way, yesterday I saw the lord riding out on horseback......"

When the townsfolk heard Sulu's words, the nervous look on their faces immediately disappeared, and they put down their weapons and began to talk about it.

There was no doubt that the three hundred Silver Lion soldiers brought back by Sulu gave them hope.

All the townspeople have lived here for many years and are used to this low tax life. If the town of Blackstone is annexed and the lord is replaced, then the tax will definitely increase significantly.

After all, not every nobleman is a good person like the Lancelot family.

"Battier, I need to go to the church right now, you can arrange their residence, they will be responsible for patrolling and guarding the surrounding areas of the town."

Sulu smiled bitterly and said to Old Battier in front of him.

Although the three hundred Silver Lion soldiers were prisoners of the Endless Prison, they were human beings, and he couldn't keep them in the prison forever.

So Sulu decided to use the vacant house north of the town as a barracks for the time being, so that Thorin and his group would have a place to live.

As for the Shadow Followers. Tank, which follows Sulu and works full-time as a bodyguard.

"Well, my lord, I know how to do it."

Old Battier replied lightly, and then led the three hundred silver lions towards the north of the town.

With the end of this misunderstanding, the rest of the townspeople left and went about their own business, such as hunting in the forest or tending to the crops.

In the blink of an eye, only Sulu and Tank were left at the entrance of the town.

It's just that at this moment, the impression of Sulu in the hearts of the townspeople seems to have changed somewhat.

It seemed to them that the lord who had been hiding at home for many years to learn magic was now trying to make a change, and soon he would be able to truly manage the town of Blackstone, just like the old Lancelot.

"Well, I'm really going to have to find a way to change the town."

At this time, Sulu looked at the dilapidated town in front of him, and couldn't help but have a burst of thoughts in his heart.

If this territory becomes strong, it will also be of great benefit to him.

For example, the competition brought by trade, the increase in the military power of the territory, money and power, no matter which one it is, will bring him a lot of help in the future.

Soon, Sulu had a rough plan in mind.

He vaguely remembered that there was a vein of magic crystals hidden in the depths of the Venomara forest, and as long as he dug up those magic crystals and planned a trade route, he would immediately bring him a large amount of gold coins.

"Ah...... Let's heal this damn wound first. ”

Suddenly, a tingling pain in his shoulder woke Sulu from his sweet dream.

His wounds are still bleeding and must be treated at the town church as soon as possible.

Sulu sighed and walked briskly to the chapel at the end of the town.

The size of Blackstone Town is not large, and in a few minutes, Sulu walked from the entrance of the town to the chapel.

With its mottled walls, wooden doors full of age, and a sculpture of a cross that was almost rusting, Sulu wouldn't have thought that this place was still inhabited if he weren't familiar with it.

Even the long-abandoned church in Death Hill is much better than the building in front of you.

"Tank, you're waiting for me outside the door."

Sulu came to the door, gave a warning to the black-armored knight beside him, and then pushed the door and walked in.

He did this mainly because he was worried that the identity of the tank would be revealed.

After all, undead creatures are not acceptable to everyone, especially priests who believe in the Light.

With this in mind, Sulu walked into this old chapel alone.

The moment he walked through the church door, he immediately saw that it was not as bad as the exterior wall, at least it was neat and not uncomfortable.

The dazzling sunlight poured in through the window, and the reflection on the statue of the goddess of light produced an aura of holiness.

"Mr. Sulu, are you looking for grandpa?"

Suddenly, a childish voice rang out from Sulu's side.

When he turned his head, he saw a little Lori in a blue princess dress standing beside him, raising her head and looking at him curiously.

If he's not mistaken, this little Lori's name is Res.

"Yes, is Pastor Edward here?"

Sulu smiled bitterly and replied lightly.

"Oh, please wait a minute, I'll go and call grandpa out."

Little Rose glanced at the wound on Sulu's shoulder, nodded, and ran to the inside of the chapel on a pair of short legs.

What a cute little girl!

Looking at the petite figure that disappeared from view, Sulu had the urge to hug her.

However, soon the thought disappeared from my mind.

Because if he did that, he would probably be killed by little Rys's grandfather immediately.

Pastor Edward is a well-known protector of his shortcomings, and anyone who dares to bully his granddaughter will probably end up in a very miserable situation.

Rose ...... Don't hold on to grandpa's clothes, grandpa can't run fast. ”

After a while, old Edward, dressed in a white priest's robe, stepped out of a wooden door and slowly walked in the direction of Sulu.

However, when he saw the wound on Sulu's shoulder, his peaceful eyes immediately became solemn.

"Rise, you go outside and play alone."

"Oh, okay, Grandpa."

Rhys glanced at Sulu quizzically, then disappeared from view with a trot.

"The breath of necromancy...... Mr. Lord, have you provoked anyone? And, where did you get attacked? ”

At this time, Old Edward stared at Sulu seriously and whispered.

Did he find something?

"Uh...... Yes, I was attacked by a necromancer when I passed the road south of the forest today, so it became like this. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Sulu finally decided to hide the part that entered the hill of death and briefly explained the reason for his injury.

After all, entering that paradise of the dead is not a good thing, and the less people know about it, the better.

"South of the Forest...... It turned out to be that place! ”

Old Edward muttered thoughtfully, and then said to him, "All right, Mr. Lord, sit down, and I'll heal your wounds now." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a buzz, and a burst of holy white light emerged from Old Edward's hand, surging towards the wound on Sulu's shoulder.

In an instant, Sulu felt the pain gradually disappear, and the wound seemed to be wrapped in a gentle flame, warm and comfortable.

But it didn't take long for Sulu to sense that something was wrong.

These holy lights actually slowly merged with the magic power in his body, no...... To be precise, it should be devoured.

As long as Sulu used his spiritual power to look into his body, he would find that the holy light was constantly consumed by the black magic power, assimilating into a part of the magic power.

While the degree of assimilation isn't obvious, Sulu can be sure he's not mistaken.

How is this possible?

You must know that Sulu's magic is dark elemental magic, how can he be assimilated with his sworn enemy "Holy Light".

Is there anything special about this profession......

Thinking of this, Sulu couldn't help but have some speculations in his heart.

The profession of Dark Shepherd, which he obtained through the inheritance of Dest, may still have some secrets hidden in it.

However, Sulu didn't know that just when he was puzzled, his beating heart was changing, and a trace of strange black veins appeared on the surface of the heart, forming an extremely strange pattern.

Look...... It's like being imprinted on the heart.

…………