647 Flooding one with money Part 2 (1/2)
Saleen stared daggers at the Holy See's main forces who were situated more than five miles away, ”That old man in a red robe is the leader of this army, right? If I can send the two grade-9 sorcerers to conduct an offensive, I would have led the experts around me to deal with that fellow already. A pity though, the grade-9 sorcerers will only guard western town, I cannot let them settle down in Metatrin City. In the future, Metatrin City will be dominated by Sregl Island.”
Behind the main body of the expeditionary army was a team of five-thousand men. These five-thousand people were clad in black armor and they gave off a murderous aura. Saleen was very concerned about this five-thousand man team.
”The power of this team is similar to that of Lex's elite swordsman's camp. Other than the aspect of equipment, their offensive power might also rival that of Lex's swordsmen. There are a dozen high grade holy masters in this black-armored army.”
While observing, Saleen also noticed that there were three people in the black-armored army who were asked to look for the old man clad in a red robe. Saleen could not hear their conversation, but he noticed that the red-robed old men treated them with respect.
At this point in time, Saleen realized that something was amiss. The powers of these three people might have even surpassed that of the red-robed old man. There was a characteristic displayed by one of them that Saleen found so familiar. Despite pondering in detail, Saleen could not recall anything. Saleen had no choice but to use the Figaro Formula to deduce the way this person walked.
After some calculations, Saleen felt goosebumps raising. The way this black-robed man walked was ninety percent similar to someone; Prince Safilos from the Holy Rock City.
”This person is no holy master, he is a Golden Grand Swordmaster!”
Golden Grand Swordmasters were too rare in this world, but their offensive powers were definitely higher than that of a grade-9 mage. The restricted flying area above Metatrin City had too little restraint over a Golden Grand Swordmaster, a Golden Grand Swordmaster could easily ascend the height of the city walls before starting an onslaught atop the city walls.
A Golden Grand Swordmaster was most vulnerable to a siege by grade-9 mages. Over long distances, a Golden Grand Swordmaster would not be able to outfly a grade-9 sorcerer. A grade-9 sorcerer might possess holy equipment or godly equipment. In a solo battle, a grade-9 sorcerer would be defeated by a Golden Grand Swordmaster. In the face of one, grade-9 sorcerers would surely choose to team up.
”Get Uncle Fellett!” Saleen's tone was peppered with urgency, Nailisi could detect the fear in Saleen's heart. ”All the battlements shall change into magic arrows,” Saleen gave a second order. ”Get Banchajanna over, Diyabannersa, get ready to take action,” Saleen immediately gave a third order. ”Jola… don't cherish your weapon. If any experts rush up to the city entrance, just let the Tears be destroyed.” At this point, Saleen's heart lurched, ”I actually wanted to invite Eleanor over, but Eleanor is planning to kill the three kings. The moment her skills get revealed, it will be impossible to kill the three kings already.”
”Narnia, return to the temple.”
”Saleen, I am not going back!” Narnia could detect the sense of catastrophe, she had never seen Saleen behaving so anxiously before.
”Listen to me, don't disrupt the morale of the army,” Saleen said sternly. ”Golden Grand Swordmaster! Golden Grand Swordmaster! If this black-robed man is a Golden Grand Swordmaster, then… I have no choice but to spend money. I might not be able to defeat you, but I can flood you with money.”
Back at the Holy See's army, the three black-robed killers from the inquisition came before Archbishop Nicholas, they then bowed reluctantly. They were also in a fix. Judging by the current situation, Archbishop Nicholas could not conquer this city and he might also lose all his soldiers.
”Men, before us is Metatrin City. It is a pretty strong city, I...I'm afraid I am powerless, should you guys take action now?” Nicholas stammered, he was feeling unnerved.
”Archbishop, the battle has just begun and the situation over at the enemy's side isn't clear yet. If we attack recklessly, the wardens will suffer massive losses.” The three killers were speaking from the bottom of their hearts this time around. They also felt that it would be a challenge to invade this city. If there were one-hundred-thousand wardens present, they would naturally be confident. There were only five-thousand wardens and only twenty-five-thousand regular troops at the moment however.
The remaining seventy-thousand people were made up of fanatic believers, that was why the battle could last until now. If the Holy See wanted to overcome Metatrin City's defenses, it would be inadequate to only rely on faith.
”Okay, I will plan another offensive. When the sun sets, the three of you should attack. What do you think?” Nicholas made a demanding request. Unexpectedly, the three killers nodded.
”Archbishop, try to use the soldiers to tire the enemy. Once they are exhausted, the three of us will attack at the same time.”
This conversation took place before Saleen's eyes, but Saleen did not know how to interpret Tanggulasi language. It was impossible to know the contents of the discussion just by reading their lips. Saleen thought to himself, ”I will learn more languages in the future, so I will know what others are talking about from afar. It will be easier to eavesdrop compared to using wind magic.”
Saleen gave some orders. At the moment, he was unwilling to disembark from the city walls. Judging by the looks of the enemy's general, there might be a siege.
Among the three people, one was a Golden Grand Swordmaster while the other two might be mages or holy masters. Mages existed in the inquisition, but they rarely left purgatory. If these people left purgatory, they were likely to be slaughtered by other mages.
Fellett and his wife arrived at the city entrance soon after. Saleen dismissed the people around him, leaving only his confidantes. Then, he sat down across from Fellett and his wife and said, ”Uncle Fellett, Aunt Lanny, how many level-9 scrolls can you release consecutively?”
”Level-9 scrolls?” Fellett was momentarily stunned. Saleen quickly removed the White Crystal Ring from his finger, then handed it to Fellett.
”Wearing this, I can release four, then I will need at least an hour to regain all my mental strength. Your aunt can release two consecutively. If she releases three, we will lose the ability to protect ourselves.”