Chapter 288 (1/2)

At the gray dawn, the roar of the dragon still shook the sky, making eboden shiver under its majesty.

No, not only the thunderous roar, but also the sound of thousands of neat and uniform iron boots

Among the ruins, the guard Knight supporting the fascists stopped in place and looked at the oncoming patrol soldiers without expression.

Usually, the patrol guard of eboden only has a simple robe and a fairly strong chain armour, and its weapons are only a broad sword, a thin single shield, a dagger and a crossbow. Even the captain can have a decent helmet at most, let alone knee protection and arm armour.

But the soldiers... The guard Knight narrowed his eyes slightly.

The black military uniform is padded with fine composite armor. The fine lock armor not only has shoulder protection, but even the chest is reinforced with iron sheets, which looks quite heavy; Almost all the soldiers carried a Zheng shaped shield nearly one person high behind them, a single blade halberd with a swallow tail flag in their hands, and a heavy sword hung around their waist.

Heavy and slightly rough armor, black and slightly thick military uniform, as well as their long halberd and heavy sword... The guard Knight slowly raised his head and looked at the flag held by the ”patrol soldiers” - on the black flag, there was an iron crown held by three red dragons.

That's the coat of arms of the Dragon King family, desalion. These people are soldiers of the imperial Legion led by Prince sakran.

Did the imperial Legion arrive at eboden so soon?

Just then, a middle-aged man dressed as an officer in a cloak suddenly came out of the soldiers and looked suspiciously at the guard knight and fascist in front of him:

”Your Excellency, and... The priest of the Holy Cross, can you tell us your identities?” the officer waved to the soldiers behind him warily:

”The whole eboden has been under martial law. Why did the two appear in the closed civilian area in the south of the city at this time?”

At the same time, the team of 100 people standing behind him had blocked the street, put up shields in front of him, and the cold halberd sounded slightly in the cold wind in the morning.

In a moment of silence, the officer had pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and the soldiers in the first row raised their shields almost at the same time.

Looking at the forest like halberd, the guard Knight slowly looked back at his side. The unrecovered fascist looked pale and spoke slowly after hesitating for a moment:

”We are the waiters of eboden Cathedral... I'm Anthony, the close priest of Lord Francis of eboden.” after a pause, the eyes of Francis were still as calm as usual: ”this is the escort Knight of the bishop beside me.”

”We have a very important message. We must go to the imperial capital as soon as possible and deliver it to the Archbishop!”

”What news?” the officer was still reluctant.

”This is an important message to the Archbishop!” the knight of the guard glared at him, and his voice was cold.

”What... News?” the officer pulled out his sword, like a forest halberd across the shield.

”Bishop of eboden, Lord Francis from lottel...” Francis's lips trembled slightly and his expression remained modest:

”Has been summoned by the Holy Cross and ascended to heaven --!”

A trace of surprise flashed on the officer's face and quickly made a gesture behind him. The soldiers in the line immediately made way of a passage and did not forget to salute them: ”I'm very sorry, the imperial legions are loyal believers of the Holy Cross - I promise my reputation that no soldiers will stop you!”

”Pious children, may the Holy Cross bless you forever!”

The weak Francis smiled and thanked. His status as a priest made him habitually pray for these soldiers.

”Wait!”

Just as they were about to leave, an exclamation came from a queue: ”I know him. He is Lord Francis - he once preached in our hometown, which I will never forget in my life!”

The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

The fascist who stopped in place still smiled, and the guard Knight silently pressed the hilt of the sword around his waist.