Chapter Eighty-Three: Transactions

Prince Jandar knew he was exposed when he saw Lothar, riding on horseback and with a spear in his hand, shouting to disperse the crowd.

The warriors of Ghazi under him put their hands into their arms, and there was the blood of beasts refined by the shamans of their clan, and as long as they drank it, they could burst out with terrifying power several times greater than usual.

The cavalrymen, adorned with feathers on their backs, with their spears in hand, blocked their way.

In the rear, there are hoplites holding two-handed axes in their hands, and they don't know how many layers of black chain mail are draped on their bodies.

Lothar raised his spear and pointed to the opposite side: "Hold it back, Turk, I knew you were wrong that night, but I didn't expect you to dare to do it." ”

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The sword is unsheathed.

The dozen or so Ghazi warriors who guarded Prince Jandar nervously made defensive gestures, but they knew very well that even if they drank the blood of the beast, they would be certain to die today.

Prince Jandar suddenly shouted: "We can talk!" ”

He spoke very quickly, as if he was afraid that Lothar would give the order to attack in the next moment: "The corpse of the werewolf has been cut up by us, and for you, it has lost its value, and even if you take it back, it will no longer be able to be used as a holy relic." ”

Lothar sneered, "So what? ”

Jandar exclaimed, "We are willing to pay for all the gold and silver treasures on our bodies, as well as the mounts and pack animals that we have deposited in our dwellings!" ”

Lothar snorted coldly, "Confused! Kill you, these are mine. ”

Jandar was slightly stunned, and then shouted again: "But you must know that we are from a Turkic tribe that still adheres to ancient traditions, and our shamans have mysterious supernatural powers, which is why we seek the corpses of werewolves, I swear to the Immortal Heaven, if we fight hard, you will at least half of them die!" ”

Lothar looked at Frigila.

The latter immediately whispered: "There is indeed a strange atmosphere, but with me and the stupid big man here, if we really fight, we shouldn't lose many people." ”

Lothar weighed it a little and said, "If you had asked for a trade at the beginning, maybe I would have agreed. ”

"But if you choose to steal, and only make a request for a trade when you are discovered, if I promise you all this, where will the law of Jerusalem be placed? How do I account to a clergyman as powerful as Archbishop William? ”

Prince Jandar said nervously: "What do you want, to say a good word, the people of the Immortal Heaven are never afraid of death!" ”

Lothar said bluntly: "Gotta add money." ”

Prince Jandar said angrily, "But we have decided to give you all our wealth, do you still want us to sell ourselves into slavery and die for you?" ”

"I tell you, this is impossible, the people of the Immortal Heaven, the eagles that fly freely, will never serve a heretic like you in humiliation!"

Lothar pondered for a moment, and said a little unwillingly, "Add more, such as potion recipes, or occult knowledge that your shamans have mastered?" ”

Prince Jandar bluntly refused: "No, it can't be, this is something that only the shamans of the clan know, and we can't leak it to you." ”

Lothar hesitated, but said, "Well, I swear in the name of my Heavenly Father that I will allow you to leave Jerusalem as long as you lay down your arms and surrender all your belongings." ”

Prince Jandar breathed a long sigh of relief: "Lay down your arms, I have heard of this Lothar, he is a pious man, and the oath of such a person is credible. ”

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Lothar followed the voice and glared, only to find that it was Fringira.

She coughed lightly and disguised, "I choked on my own saliva." ”

Lothar sent troops to escort them back to their inn, and brought them the leathers, gold and silver coins they had brought with them, and roughly estimated that they were worth five hundred Souleds, which was worth a lot of money.

Lothar also left them some coins, barely enough to cover their food and lodging expenses for the last few days.

As for what will happen to Archbishop William as a result, he doesn't care.

Anyway, he's winning.

A werewolf corpse, in exchange for prestige, and money, has all face.

Only Archbishop William's Wounded World is reached!

Before parting, Prince Jandar asked with some confusion: "By the way, I have a question for you, what is 'Tifa'?" I mean, what is the meaning of that 'Shanti can't live without Tifa' password that you set up for the church guards? ”

There was a rare look of strangeness on Lothar's face, and he pondered for a moment before speaking, "It's the ancient Norse language, which is meant to emphasize the importance of Jerusalem to Christians. ”

"I see."

Prince Jandal looked abrupt and said, "Then I will take my leave, Baron Lothar." You're a money-grubbing man, but you're also a man of good faith, and I'm willing to deal with a Frank like you. Someday, maybe we'll see each other again, but hopefully we'll not be enemies then. ”

"Oh, I hope you still had enough money with you."

Lothar and his party watched the Turks leave.

Flynn was a little puzzled, "If you don't do it, they will really run away!" ”

Lothar shook her head: "I've been drained of oil and water, don't you see that they can only walk?" What good is it for us to kill them all? ”

When you return to the city.

A cavalryman covered in yellow dust, galloping through the streets, shouted as he galloped: "Saladin is coming, his army is coming from the east, and it is approaching the city of Calebburg." ”

Lothar was slightly stunned.

This day has finally come.

He rolled over and jumped on his horse, and said very quickly:

"Hans, go back to the Order first, and order all the members of the Order, whether they are sergeants, knights, or mercenary knights, to return to their respective posts and camps at once, and be ready to leave Jerusalem and go out to fight.

Flynn and Pranya, follow me to the main hall, Renard's letter for help must have been presented to the Imperial Palace, and the most important thing now is to fight for a more favorable position in the army. ”

The commanders of the army who originally went out to fight were bound to be elected from the members of the Queen Mother's party, after all, the number of nobles waving their flags behind them was too many.

But it must be known that the key figure of the Queen Mother's party, the Count of Reynard of Caleborg, is now under siege by the enemy, and it is impossible for him to hold the position of commander-in-chief under any circumstances.

It would undoubtedly be in the best interest of him to elect Baron Gofrey, who had the highest prestige and who remained in the city at the moment, as the commander of the army.

In Lothar's memories of his previous life, the man who fought against Saladin was King Guy, who had already married Sibilah and sat on the throne of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

His stupidity and eagerness to prove himself and subdue the many forces of resistance led to the "Battle of Harding", in which almost the entire main force of Jerusalem was lost.

It shows how terrifying a stupid commander is to the destructive power of an army.

Although Baron Gofrey may not have much command talent, at the very least, he can listen to Lothar's advice, and the tasks assigned to him have a choice.