Simo’s brows twitched as he couldn’t help but say, "Samuel, are you still asleep or haven’t you slept all night?"
"What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning?"
Samuel felt a wave of helplessness in his heart, just about to continue explaining.
There ca the sound of horses’ hooves and footsteps from downstairs.
A guard responsible for watching the gate ca running up the stairs.
Reaching the landing at the staircase’s turn, seeing Simo and Samuel above, his face changed slightly, and he hurried to report.
"Lord Bishop!"
"Earl has brought a company of heavy cavalry, waiting at the door."
"He says... he wants to take you, Lord Bishop, to see the lord of this territory!"
Hearing this, Samuel’s eyebrows imdiately rose.
Indeed!
Indeed, just as he suspected!
Morgan Town was no longer as they had known it.
Previously controlled by several Manor Lords.
It was now solely occupied and commanded by a Lord they had never heard of!
Those standard plate armor soldiers were the best evidence!
Simo’s expression also shifted, he was sowhat surprised and said.
"Did I just wake up and mishear?"
"A minor lord of Morgan Town wants Simo, the Church Bishop, to go for a eting?"
The guard imdiately lowered his head, daring not to say another word.
Simo scolded, "What a useless bunch!"
He grasped the handrail of the staircase with his right hand and started to walk down.
Descending the stairs, he reached the hall and went straight to the door.
As he crossed the house’s threshold, he saw on the street outside, figures clad in black and gray standard plate armor, holding strange long spears, riding warhorses.
Simo was visibly taken aback.
So many fully-ard heavy cavalry?
Last night, he saw only twenty or thirty cavalry and infantry.
But now, there were at least fifty or sixty cavalry!
Soon.
Simo’s expression turned arrogant again, his gaze swept over the nurous cavalry.
Finally, his gaze settled on Earl.
"I said, the Manor Lord of this territory should co to pay respects to !"
"Do you not understand?"
Listening to Simo’s words, Samuel stood behind him like sitting on pins and needles.
Admiration for Simo more than anything.
This was truly Bishop Simo!
Even when facing heavy cavalry, whose military strength far exceeded theirs.
Bishop Semo never showed a trace of fear!
Earl, who pushed his mask up to his forehead, smiled slightly and explained.
"Lord Bishop, our Lord has important matters to attend to."
"He specifically instructed to escort and ensure your safety, Lord Bishop, along with your companions."
It wasn’t until then.
Even the self-assured Simo noticed sothing was amiss.
For he saw all the heavy cavalry mounted on warhorses.
Each holding a long, peculiar spear in hand!
The feeling was that at any disagreent, they would launch a charge!
Samuel stepped forward to stand beside Simo.
"Lord Bishop, since this Lord is so courteous."
"I suppose it wouldn’t hurt for you to go and et with him?"
Simo frowned and looked at Samuel beside him.
Samuel shook his head helplessly.
Simo naturally understood the aning behind it.
"Then lead the way."
"I want to see exactly what kind of Lord could have slighted Simo Tucker!"
Whatever Simo said, Earl didn’t care.
He smiled and said, "Lord Bishop, please follow !"
Simo didn’t say another word, just snorted coldly.
Under the watchful eyes of the heavy cavalry led by Earl.
Simo boarded the carriage and sat inside.
Samuel, along with the Church Guards, mounted their horses.
Earl announced to all, "Return to the territory!"
The heavy cavalry at the front imdiately urged their warhorses, heading out of Morgan Town.
The surrounded carriage and Church Guards could only follow along and leave.
Rumble~ Rumble~
After dashing out of the small town, the horses galloped on the relatively wide gravel road.
The speed of the horses began to increase gradually.
Listening to the sound of galloping in his ears, watching the heavy cavalry ahead moving towards more remote areas.
Samuel’s heart beca increasingly tense.
Despite having twenty heavy cavalry clad in Church plate armor.
But Earl’s cavalry exceeded five or sixty!
Just a few glances and he recognized that the horses these heavy cavalry rode were pure-blood warhorses from the Badan Empire!
Whether it was their stamina, speed, or endurance.
Far surpassed the ordinary warhorses they rode.
Plus, in their hands were winged spears at least four or five ters long.
Not to ntion engaging in a head-on charge.
Even if they tried to scatter and flee, they wouldn’t stand a chance.
As a result.
Now they had no choice but to be escorted forcibly to the territory Earl ntioned!
Now they were like sheep entering the tiger’s den!
This tiger’s den was one they stord into!
Ti kept moving on.
This cavalry team, nearly eighty or ninety strong.
Galloped swiftly into a forested area.
The thunderous hooves startled the birds and beasts in the forest.
Samuel’s gaze swept around briefly.
He faintly saw a figure flit by in the forest.
Even if it was for just a mont.
Samuel was very sure he didn’t see wrong.
In this remote, wilderness forest, there was actually an arranged scout outpost!
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