As the fleet that the church had smashed at any cost came to the dock, most of the nobles on the shore subconsciously took a step back, especially the fat man Antoine in the head.

If Pastor Richard hadn't quietly carried his collar with one hand behind him, he would have been soft.

This is not the old continent. The aristocratic forces and various professional forces are complicated. The blood ties between countless royal families are intersecting, and even the gods are willing to turn a blind eye.

After the Paladin army disembarked, if any eye-opener forced a shot to detect evil, no one would leave tonight.

This was included when Antoine negotiated with the church. The Paladin legion's garrison could not be arranged in the city, but in the castle of the Demon Hunter thirty miles away.

The huge sailing warship slowly anchored in the port with the shouts of the sailors, and the huge anchor smashed into the water with a clang.

As the specially made secret doors on the ship were opened, an indescribable sour smell made the people greeted on the dock hold their breath and at the same time gave way backwards to a wide area.

Only Pastor Richard held Antoine with a smile, standing in place like a nail, without moving a single step.

Haha, it’s worthwhile that I have organized so many people to come to see you! Pastor Richard’s uncontrollable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at dozens of miserable paladins in the cabin.

As one of the first priests to come to the Far Southern Colonial, Pastor Richard knew very well what these warriors who usually galloped on horseback would react after living in a confined cabin for a full month.

The first ship that docked was pretty good, basically all high-level paladins and officers. On the one hand, it was better physically and not so easy to get seasick, and on the other hand, it was because they could all summon their heavenly partners like Seven.

As for other ships, in addition to transporting these paladins and their equipment, they also have to make room for transporting war horses. The pressure and taste of life can be imagined.

"Where is Lord Stannis?" Pastor Richard held the first paladin who walked onto the dock with a passionate look on his face, and asked gloatingly: "It's not that I can't get out of seasickness, right?"

The paladin led by the leader couldn't help but stagger under his feet as soon as he stepped onto the land. If Pastor Richard hadn't put a force on his hand, he would have really failed.

The Paladin Expeditionary Force has been established for a long time, and it has not been a ship before. However, this is the first time that it has sailed tens of thousands of miles of sea routes.

If cultists on the Far South Continent had not suddenly become active, and the corruption of chaos occurred in several big cities at the same time, and the arrival of chaos at peaks was observed many times, the church would not have made up this cruelty and directly transferred the Paladin legion.

The Paladin commander in plain armor smiled gratefully at Pastor Richard: "Mr. Richard, I am the servant of the Lord of Glory, Paladin Dale Seaworth, Lord Stannis did not follow the army this time."

"Who are you, Davos Seaworth?" Pastor Richard suddenly looked like he had eaten a fly, his face stretched out: "This is not like the old stubborn style. Could it be that he is so old that he can't go out to fight in the sea?"

"It's my father." Paladin Dale Seaworth looked at the priest who was stronger than himself with an embarrassment.

Others dared not slander the legendary paladin behind his back like he did. Pastor Richard waved his hand, and the local paladins and preparatory priests on the shore quickly helped these hard-earned colleagues get off the ship, and the city guards began to help unload the paladins' weapons and equipment.

"Mr. Stannis' daughter has a strange disease. He has not been following the army for nearly half a year." Paladin Dale said to Pastor Richard with some regret: "Before we set off this time, Mr. Stannis asked me to be the commander, but he said that you are an experienced warrior, let us obey your arrangements."

Pastor Richard's original enthusiasm quickly calmed down. When he was young, due to differences in ideas and the old-fashioned Stannis, he fought several times in public.

More than ten years ago, I heard that my old opponent had advanced to the legend. Despite his cursing, Richard still toast a glass of wine in Anthony Harbour across the sea towards his distant hometown.

Now that he heard that the other party not only got married, but also had a daughter, Pastor Richard suddenly felt that his time was probably over.

A whole generation has been in the shadow of chaos, neither coming to an end nor seeing hope. The warriors have grown old, but chaos is still slowly eroding the world.

Pastor Richard suddenly remembered the young Demon Hunter apprentice, and felt a little relieved: "That old-fashioned person actually has a daughter? Don't look like him. What kind of disease can make a legendary paladin helpless?"

Pastor Richard was not too worried about his old opponent's daughter, a legendary strongman at the center of power in the Old Continent, holding an entire Paladin legion in his hand, and any resources were within his reach.

As long as this disease is likely to be cured, it will definitely be cured.

What's more, there is a real god covering Stannis. At worst, a miracle can be used. If you don't work, you will be resurrected from the dead. It's not a big deal.

But unexpectedly, Paladin Dale's face looked a little ugly, and said to Pastor Richard: "I'm afraid this matter is a bit complicated. Lord Stannis has also had a headache recently. Some people say that his daughter is infected by Chaos..."

Dale glanced at Antoine who was not speaking a word next to him, and said to Pastor Richard in a voice that others could not hear, "Mr. Stannis was forced to hand over the command of the Paladin Legion. There were many people in the church putting pressure on Mr. Stannis, so this time, the master will send us the reorganized one here."

Pastor Richard's face changed and he gave Antoine a wink. The smart fat man immediately understood and ran away happily. He worked with other nobles to show his kindness and friendship like the paladins.

"What the hell is going on?" Pastor Richard's scepter knocked on the ground, and the invisible barrier enveloped the two people.

"The daughter of Lord Stannis has indeed faced the Chaos Demon because of the cult conspiracy." Pastor Dale told Pastor Richard: "Someone wants to use this to force Lord Stannis to a dead end. They not only want to obtain command of the legion, but also want Lord Stannis to burn his daughter to prove his innocence."

Pastor Richard frowned. Some things would come to him even if he hid in the sky.
Chapter completed!