Templar Sun King

Assange was in a very good mood. Just ten minutes ago, they ended a confrontation with the Devil, and Lyon won a big victory.

The army of demons, headed by the three great demons, with a number of about 6,000, was wiped out, and there were only sporadic casualties on Leon's side.

This is unimaginable to Assange, knowing that their opponents are not timid and incompetent goblins, but an army of demons known for their aggressiveness and aggression.

Coupled with the background of the three major natural disasters, such a victory is particularly important.

He looked at Yaoling, who was constantly releasing holy light flying over the battlefield. The wounded soldiers recovered little by little under this spell, scabbed, fell, and healed, leaving no scars.

In the battle just now, the scene of holy light flashing across the air flashed across his mind. The holy light magic of the sanctuary is unique among all the spells Assange has seen, and there are other magics in healing and defense. , The magical effect of white magic is unmatched, and the Church of Dawn is not wronged.

In the distance, a soldier stood up with the help of two companions. He was hit by the aftermath of a gold-level spell in the battle just now, and he lost a leg.

If nothing else, he will receive a pension and spend the rest of his life peacefully in Lyon.

No complaints are false. After all, not everyone can calmly accept the fact that they have lost a leg and can only rely on crutches to walk.

But as long as the thought that he had just survived a battle with a demon, no matter how much grumbling began to dissipate, at least he was alive.

"Soldiers, please stay where you are!"

A priest walked over quickly and shouted to the soldier who was about to enter the tent to rest with the help of his companions.

Behind the priest, the combination of the patriarch and the sun knight is walking towards him.

"Two adults!" The three of them were only the most common soldiers of the black iron level. It was the first time they had come into contact with such big men as the Patriarch and the Sun Knight at such a close distance, and they hurriedly saluted.

Just now, they witnessed the two of them kill a big demon with their own hands.

"A medal and proof of valor in a battle with demons." The Patriarch glanced at the soldier who had lost a leg.

"Uh..." The soldier hesitated, thinking quickly in his chaotic mind how to answer appropriately.

Whether to accept the Patriarch's statement or to describe the deeds of his courageous slaying of demons, and strive for some pensions.

Another soldier looked at the stunned soldier, and quietly reached out and patted the soldier's back, signaling him to answer quickly.

No matter what his real thoughts are now, it would be rude to ignore the two golds' inquiries.

"But if you don't want this medal, you can."

Noticing the arrival of the two golds, the nearby soldiers pricked up their ears as they cleaned the battlefield.

Now, they are as sluggish as the three soldiers.

What does it mean to not want this medal?

But soon, they knew what the Patriarch meant.

I saw this celestial priest from Celtic raised the Sun Cross scepter in his hand and pointed at the soldier who lost a leg. A colorful halo appeared on the soldier's head, and then cast a beam of milky white holy light. .

After being hit by the holy light, the soldier couldn't help moaning, and the place where he lost his leg felt a tingling pain. He hurriedly lowered his head and wanted to know what happened.

The wound that had been healed by the Yaoling spell was torn apart again by a powerful force rushing out of his body. Before he could release the sound from the depths of his throat into the air, he saw pink muscle tissue, blood vessels, White bones grow quickly.

"Ah..." When the scream that he couldn't help shouting because of the stinging pain finally came out, he was able to stand on the ground without the support of his two companions. The leg lost in the battle was under the Patriarch's magic. grow again!

The soldier trembled and took a cautious step forward, steady and steady, no different from before, perhaps even more useful.

The soldier raised his head, with red eyes and trembling lips, he looked at the patriarch who was standing less than a meter away from him, opened his mouth, only a whimper, but could not say anything.

"May God be with you." The Patriarch patted the soldier on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Rebirth from a severed limb, it turned out to be a rebirth from a severed limb!

This kid is very lucky, he was personally treated by the Patriarch, Assange thought so in the continuous exclamations.

As the city lord of Lyon, Assange knew that there was once a powerful technique in the Silver Tower that could also regenerate a severed limb, but it is said that it requires a legendary mage to perform.

Moreover, after the Patriarch himself performed the magical technique of rebirth from a severed limb, the soldiers will undoubtedly be more heroic and reckless in the battle against the devil in the future.

In just a few days, no, not even a day, this news can spread throughout Lyon. What soldier would have the heart to refuse a church with the magic of rebirth from a severed limb?

Sure enough, that night, Assange, who was waiting for the celebration banquet, saw a report on the rebirth of a soldier's amputated limb on the evening page of the Celtic Times.

This is a newspaper that has only become popular in Lyon in the past few days. Generally, people with some power and financial resources are very willing to subscribe. They can learn the most important and latest information and trends in the entire Holy Griffon Kingdom from it.

Assange didn't quite understand at first why Adam the Sun King would be willing to let the news come out for everyone to know.

In his opinion, people in the lower classes simply do not have the qualifications, rights and necessity to obtain such information, but the emergence of the "Celtic Times" has broken this shackle.

For only three copper coins per newspaper, you can get big news that used to require human favors and gold coins.

For example, today's headline is "The First Seminary of the Holy Church is completed in Shengguang Forest, and it will recruit students nationwide from now on."

"Having the talent of a priest, and having no bad records before, can enroll in the teaching of the church's teachings, classics, and magic."

When seeing this condition, Assange's heart beat violently twice.

He swore that if he had a son, he would take this rare opportunity to send him to the First Seminary of the Temple.

Assange's ability to safely transition from the Lyon lord in the Church of Dawn to the present Lyon lord of the Holy Griffin Kingdom is a testament to his awareness of the times and his active mind.

He sees the priest's position in the Griffin Kingdom very clearly, enough to be on par with any noble.

The more crucial point is that, just like breaking the shackles of news, the Sun King once again broke the shackles of non-nobles and powerful people to learn magical arts, and it was even more shocking.

A priest (priest) is a servant who serves the gods, represents God to a certain extent, and has a prominent status.

If you don't have an extraordinary life experience and enough strength, you can't enter the priesthood.

Before seeing this news, Assange could say with certainty that priesthood is a profession insulated from ordinary people, even though he is often ridiculed by the mage community.

The entire second page is dedicated to reports on the rebirth of soldiers from severed limbs. You must know that even the news of Leon's victory over the demon army only occupies half of it.

From the "Celtic Times", Assange finally learned the name of the divine art, Divine Regeneration, a high-level divine art in the sanctuary, which only the patriarchs of the golden rank can learn and use.

A total of 15 soldiers disabled by the battle with demons received the Patriarch's treatment and regrowed their limbs.

The "Celtic Times" briefly introduced the magical power regeneration and the situation at that time, and interviewed fifteen soldiers who received magical treatment one by one.

"I was stunned! Yes, I was the first soldier to be treated by the Patriarch. I was grieving the loss of a leg and trying to convince myself that I could learn how to use a cane."

"Feelings you say? I don't actually remember exactly because after a sting all my attention was drawn to the newly grown arm. All I can say is how lucky I am!"

"It's amazing, I never thought I'd be able to regain my arm, it's beyond imagination. Thanks to the sun god, thanks to the sanctuary, thanks to the patriarch who healed me!"

The interviews of the fifteen soldiers and others who witnessed it were full of surprise, excitement, disbelief, and, of course, gratitude to the sun god, the sanctuary, and faith.

Before today, this gold-level divine art existed in two different worlds from them. Not to mention witnessing it with your own eyes, even thinking about it is sometimes a luxury.

At the end of the report, the writer emphasized: "Any injuries and disabilities caused by natural disasters will be provided free of charge by the priest of the church."

"Temple..." Assange murmured as he put the newspaper aside.

He did not continue to read the content of other pages of the newspaper, because he knew that from now on, the hearts of the whole Lyon would be gathered in one place.

Whether it is the people or the soldiers, what did they think about the temple and the Griffin Kingdom before, but after the rebirth of the severed limbs, they only had one belief: the sun god!

Look at the reports in the newspapers, the patriarch of the dignified golden rank personally treats soldiers disabled due to war~www.readwn.com~ and promises that any injuries caused by natural disasters will be provided by the sanctuary for free magic treatment .

Magic, this is magic!

In the past, divine arts were exclusive to nobles, and asking the priests of the church to release divine arts would cost a lot of money.

During the Church of Dawn period, people might think that divine arts had no relationship with ordinary people, but comparing the two, this huge gap was enough for everyone in Leon to make a decision.

He dared to say that the soldiers who heard the news were overwhelmed with excitement at this time, and were grateful to the Templar and the Sun King.

Assange looked at the Celtic Times aside, perhaps this was the true intention of the Sun King Adam.

"Lord City Lord, I just got the news that the Sun King is about to arrive in Lyon through the space teleportation array." His deputy walked in and quickly reported.

The Sun King is about to arrive in Lyon!

Frightened and confused, Assange quickly stood up and hurried to the place where the space teleportation array was located with his deputy to welcome the arrival of the master of the Griffin Kingdom.