Seeing the tattoos on Kunsang's face, the middle-aged priest almost thought that the Vikings had broken in!
The church is a place filled with offerings from believers and donations from lords, gold and silver vessels filled with holy wine, exquisite carpets, and expensive murals. This makes the church the most juicy piece of meat in the eyes of the Vikings.
The middle-aged priest looked at Oran and asked, "Sir, is this one of your men? Look at his tattoos. They are too evil. He should be purified before he is worthy enough to step into this sacred place."
"How are you going to purify me?" Kunsang's eyes tightened and he instinctively touched his waist. Entering such a sacred place, he shouldn't have brought weapons, but he didn't care.
"Destroy the tattoo, and then be baptized again, and you can get atonement." The priest held up the cross in his hand.
Except for his face, Kunsang's whole body was poisoned by the Vikings. He had a lot of tattoos on them. If he wanted to destroy them, according to the medical capabilities of this era, it would be better to pour some oil on fire and destroy the skin. Faster.
"Hahaha."
Kunsang laughed to the point of tears, and even bent down and hugged his belly while laughing.
The priest looked at Oran, took out the wooden cross, and read the holy words loudly, trying to drive out this Viking evil spirit.
But the holy light did not fall, and the statue remained motionless.
When Kunsang had laughed enough, he drew the sword from his waist.
"That's enough for you. Drawing a sword in front of an adult is extremely rude!"
Nanding came in without weapons because this was the place of God, but he used his eyes and gestures to stop Kunsang from moving.
The two are of the same age and both received great favor from the Vijay family.
But Nanding always had complaints about Kunsang's behavior. You said that you were taken away and it was understandable that you were infected with Viking customs. But when you came back and were re-baptized, your behavior was still highly similar to that of the Vikings. Even No respect for the clergy and the laws of the territory.
Kunsang also instilled strange ideas into the soldiers who were being trained, such as, "On the battlefield, you can only rely on yourself. There is no such thing as divine voice. The so-called gods will leave when you are 'humble' and will leave when you are strong." It will give you hallucinations of such blasphemy and bring the cruel corporal punishment of the Vikings into the territory.
"If you like the Viking solution so much, then go back to the north." Nanding said harshly.
Oran used the news that Kunsang and Nanding were not on good terms as bait for this operation, but as time went by, there was no guarantee that a real conflict would not occur.
As a lord, you can have many shortcomings, such as lust, greed, cruelty, etc.
But there must be a few excellent qualities to keep his subordinates from rebelling.
One is the ability of "insight".
Olan caught the eyes of the two people and the subtle movements of their hands. He had no intention of reconciling the two of them.
It's impossible to do it, the human heart is like sea water, it cannot be measured.
As long as both of them are loyal to themselves, it doesn't matter if they bite each other. As long as they are loyal, they are good dogs.
Oran first cast an appreciative look at Nanding.
Nandin said it well, because he said, "before the lord", not "under the idol".
This means that his status, in his heart, trumps his faith!
Oran took the opportunity to speak to Kunsang, "The holy church does not need the blood of the sword."
Kunsang can ignore Nanding, but he cannot disobey Oran. He inserted the sword into the scabbard with his backhand and moved quickly.
In Kunsang's mind, two images flashed through his mind. The forward one was of killing Nan Ding. The force was so fierce that it broke him in two.
The other share is put into the scabbard.
When sheathing the sword, Kunsang didn't even blink his eyes. If he didn't do it even slightly, he might hurt his fingers.
This shows that Kunsang's combat swordsmanship has reached a terrifying level, maybe even better than Nanding!
But when he first came back to the territory, he didn't have such a terrifying ability.
In just a few months, his progress can not only be described as outstanding, but even "excellent".
A big change in mood is the main reason.
Put a dog in the lion's seat and the dog will also learn a few words of lion roar.
Put a lion in the dog's place, and the lion will wag its tail like a dog.
The desire for revenge, the improvement of status, and the vision of the future.
Let a "servant of the devil" with terrifying swordsmanship and fearful enemies be born among the Seven Kingdoms.
In the fierce battle with the enemy in the future, the Vikings called him the "Sword Demon Kunsang" from England.
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After Oran stabilized the situation, he walked to the seat in front, sat down easily, and asked the old baron to come and sit too, but this time it was Nanding and Kunsang who each grabbed one shoulder of the old baron and brought him over.
The priest with whom he had a pleasant conversation just now was politely asked to leave.
This priest talked too much. As soon as he left, Oran felt that the air suddenly became clear.
"Olan Vijay...Your Excellency."
The old baron mouthed the honorific, his face full of exhaustion.
"Lord West, I haven't seen you for a long time. I remember the last time we met was five or six years ago. At that time, my father took me to attend a game hosted by His Majesty Oberst, who was the only king at that time. The tournament was held, and you were much younger than you are now, with your hair all black."
"Your Excellency, you are different from then. At that time, you looked like a young ascetic priest, with a dull and pale face."
When Olan talked about the past, West could only answer first.
After exchanging a few words, Olan stopped talking too far away. After all, his life was passing by every minute.
He pointed at this church and said, "It's really nice here. The murals on the walls are exquisite, the venue is spacious, and it looks like a hill from a distance. Not to mention County Durham, even Northumbria, there should be no comparable place." This church is one of the more luxurious church buildings.”
Oran's praise made West sound like a bad wolf saying good things to a goat, greedy and terrifying.
"But is this useful?" Olan changed the subject.
"Idols, crosses, noble priests, God's grace, these things help you escape the suffering of the Vikings?"
Baron Wester listened without saying a word. He did not understand what Oran wanted to say.
The best way at this time is to shut up and wait for the other person to finish what they want to say.
"Baron West!" Oran said in a tone of voice, and said contemptuously, "You have worked hard all your life, but you only built a few more stone houses on your dilapidated territory, and the number of people in your territory increased by two to three hundred.
'County Durham' is such a wonderful place. There are flocks of white pigeons in the valleys and wheat fields on the flat ground. Every time when the harvest comes, the wind blows and the fragrance of wheat spreads, full of vitality.
Such a good place should be in charge of a better owner. You are already over sixty years old. I think it is the right time to step down and let the young and strong nobles share the burden for you. "
"Haha, young and strong? That man's name is Oran Vijay!"
"No, although my territory has been unfriendly invaded by you, but based on the friendship between fellow believers, how could I wipe an ancient family off the map? That would be too disrespectful of noble friendship. I think this candidate should be you. Son of Avalon Knight."
