Krafft's Anomaly Notes
Chapter 156 You have a problem with this ring
Chapter 156 You have a problem with this ring
It can only be said that Fort Westminster deserves to be a military center defending Dunling, and its responsiveness and efficiency are much higher than expected. When Kraft was still washing and packing his equipment that day, he received a fully staffed and ready to leave tomorrow morning. news.
When Kraft was ready to arrive the next day with Kupp and luggage, what he saw was a team with more horses than people.Partly armored or chain mail riders with one or two extra horses, led by squires, loaded with armor and sundries.
There were more than 30 people in total. According to his observation, these packages on horseback carried at least seven or eight sets of full-body armor.If it is normal, the normal situation should correspond to multiple affiliated personnel.
According to Wilbert's internal affairs officer before departure, they wanted to bring more people, but this is not the case that the more people the better, an extra group of infantry will only slow down the speed and turn the fast march into a muddy trek , and give the other party more time to react.
……
"Actually, it is impossible to bring more people." Martin and Kraft were parallel in the middle of the team. They had been traveling on such a relatively good road for more than two days, approaching that not-so-remote destination.
"The town of Hudson is not big. The manor is just one of the temporary residences on the Duke's travel route. It is usually maintained by very few people. Only when it is about to be opened will someone come to prepare in advance. This time will not be reserved for a large number of visitors. supplies."
"Actually, there are quite a few of these people. We don't need to be too much dragged down by being frightened and collapsed." After two days of getting along, Kraft is quite satisfied with the quality of this team.
Able to consciously maintain formation, sentry turns regularly at night, have a high rate of armor, and carry medium-range direct-firing weapons such as crossbows and shortbows suitable for use in small-scale conflicts.To sum up, it is a professional team with no shortcomings, which is quite perfect.
Trivial metal rubbing sounds kept ringing under Martin's robe as the horse bumped. It was chain mail and the metal plates covering it, "Although this is somewhat inconsistent with the spirit that a knight should have, I can't say it completely. do not worry."
He acted insecure.After dissecting the pagan leader, they also opened another body.The situation is better than the former, but the scene where the body surface is intact and most of the inside is eaten away... like an invisible leech sticking to a certain corner of the soul, and every time you realize it, you feel a disgusting chill.
"Ha, Martin! I can't remember the last time I saw you scared." The rider in front turned his head and let out a non-malicious but loud straight-ball laugh, directly poking at the pain point.
"Baro, ride your horse well. I remember how you fell off the horse last time. Don't force me to tell you again."
The interruption from his companion made him get out of his slightly gloomy mood.Martin commanded the team to slow down to give the horses a chance to rest. Taking advantage of this, he took out a thing tightly wrapped in cloth, and handed it to Kraft with a leather barrel with a buckle.
"I believe Barrow and the others. We have worked together under the Duke for some years, and we know each other well." While talking, he showed Kraft the same leather sleeve on his belt, indicating that it could be hung here.
"But it's a foolish thing to believe in the incompetence of the enemy. Take it out of cowardice, or a bit of intuition, and what happened to Diego always makes me feel bad. And those who haven't been found, especially his henchmen, are logically Diego is the last person to get lost in the woods lately."
"I agree with you very much. Be strict with the enemy." Kraft hung the leather case on his waist like him. It was the size of a pencil bag, and it seemed to contain something slender like a pencil.Combined with the tightly wrapped thing, he had some guesses.
"This is?"
"Just in case, it's also a gift. I believe you will like it." Speaking of this, Martin showed a mysterious smile.
Kraft separated the cloth strips wrapped around the surface, and inside was a polished reddish-brown wooden handle and main body, with metal parts and bows, in a folded state, less than half an arm long.
He'd seen Martin use something similar, but this one looked decidedly more refined, with its silver trim and wood carvings, shaped like a branch with silver oak leaves as wings stretching and fluttering.
"A one-handed crossbow? I didn't expect that." It was embarrassing to say, but Kraft actually wanted one when he saw Martin take out this thing for the first time on the boat.
It's a pity that looking at it, I knew it was not a cheap thing, and it had nothing to do with my own affairs. I didn't find a chance to ask for it, and I didn't expect to get what I wanted here.
"There are special arrows in the leather barrel. This thing is accurate within fifteen steps, and it is not weak. The only pity is that it is not as strong as the same kind for folding the crossbow, and the effect is not good after all."
"Thank you, I like this very much." This is definitely the most desirable gift I have ever received, and Kraft couldn't put it down. If it weren't for the inconvenience now, I would like to find someone to try right away.
With the company of new toys, the rest of the journey will not be so boring.When the sun was clear and everyone was drinking horses by the river, they could already see the drifting wood. It was the product of a lumberyard in the forest not far away, and it was transferred to Hudson Town by water logistics for free. protected settlements.
Of course, the Duke’s resting residence will not be put together with the town. The main body of this manor is a set of double-storey buildings near the edge of the forest, with low stone walls to protect the shady vineyards. A simple fence encloses the area including a small piece of woodland.
The caretaker, who was about to fall asleep, was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, ran into the building and called out the manor housekeeper with a sad face.
He came running with his muddy sleeves rolled up, he was relieved to hear that he was not here to inform the Duke of his itinerary, and then led them into the building, while reporting some things in the manor.
He probably thought that the team came to inspect the situation of the manor. He said something about the rain this year, the condition of the grapes, the preparation of firewood, and the fact that the output of the forest sent by the town was not as good as in previous years. tax collector.
The meaning should be to hope that someone can urge it, but Martin didn't care about it at all, and nodded and skipped without concern.
As for the town, the butler shook his head and said that there are too many things in the manor, and there are too few people. There is no time to hang out there. Generally, there are only short contacts such as handing over items. It is really difficult for him to know anything. .
"Okay, I understand." Martin pressed his forehead and threw the luggage to his followers, reined in his horse and turned around, "Leave them to arrange the room first, I remember there is a church in the town, you can go and ask while you still have time in the afternoon .If the guy you're looking for is here, the people from the local church won't be slower than us, right?"
Kraft pulled up Kupp, and the two turned their horses around with the small half of the team and ran towards the town of Hudson.
Unexpectedly, the belief atmosphere in this medium-sized town is quite strong.Before coming, they were all mentally prepared to encounter churches that no one cared about and pagans who set up their own sects, but in fact the situation was just the opposite.
At least the church in the center of the town had a well-kept facade, with pebbled pavements, and a few transplanted lilies in the flower beds that were in season, clustered with clusters of different colors, like some kind of wildflower.
Kupp had never seen such a large white flower in the north. He was a little surprised to get closer to appreciate it, but found that the "wildflowers" dotted around were not round like flowers, and the "flower stems" were white.He froze for a moment, then realized that this was actually a brightly colored umbrella mushroom used to fill the vacancy.
Such a unique collocation made him feel a little strange while being surprised, he lost interest in watching, and quickly followed the team.
Kraft stepped into the church first.It was already afternoon, and he thought that such a small church would have to be troubled to open, but the sound of sermons was echoing inside the open door.
The balding middle-aged priest wore a wrinkled white robe that had not been ironed, holding a large tome in one hand and telling a certain story about the epiphany on the stage, and holding it in the other hand from time to time.
There were more than a dozen people sitting on the chairs in the hall listening to the Lord's teachings. It was hard to imagine that this was a scene that could not happen on a Sunday in a town.
Regardless of the etiquette or the necessary respect for the gods of the church, it is extremely impolite and easy to cause disputes to interrupt the priest's sermon at this time. We can only sit down in the back row and wait for the priest to finish the activity. Or intermittence to come forward to ask again.
The priest on the stage noticed that someone was coming, looked up at them, smiled and greeted them, and made a church-specific chest ring ceremony to Martin and Kraft who took the lead with his empty hands, and then continued to lower his head to talk about the scriptures, Not interrupting the activity because of their clothing.
"...then St. Jaeger said, 'This is the king you have chosen'. Then the voice of the Lord echoed in his head, 'No, Jaeger, this is not my choice. Don't be fooled by appearances. Confused, the human mind is the most important thing.'
I saw that the seven sons of this family were all tall and handsome, with extraordinary demeanor. When each of them walked in front of St. Jaeger, St. Jaeger would doubt whether this was the king chosen by the Lord.However, the Lord's answer is always: 'No'.
Their hearts are not enough, so they are not enough to complete the test and draw that sword..."
Kraft listened for a long time before he found the part he seemed to recognize. He tilted his head and whispered to Martin, "This is the story of His Majesty's selection of the sword? Is the original text in the holy scripture so complicated?"
"I don't know, I haven't read it either." Martin whispered guiltily. He is a knight who knows how to use common words and small arithmetic.
"At this moment St. Jaeger was confused, and he asked the father of the family: 'Are all your sons here?'
The father replied: "I also have a youngest son who grazes sheep in the wilderness and has not come back." 'Hearing this, St. Jaeger was delighted, and went to the wilderness to find the smallest and thinnest child.
From this point of view, he knew that this was someone who could obey the teachings of the Lord and see the kingdom of the Lord. In the land named North from now on, the succession of the throne was not a struggle for power, but a favor from the Lord..."
The temperature was just right in the afternoon, and Kraft dozed off in the back row.To put it abstractly, it is roughly the story of a useless sheep-herding boy who got a golden finger from heaven, and under the blessing of God and the guidance of his grandfather, he pulled out the famous sword in the stone, overthrew the old nobles and old kings, and became a benevolent new king. .
It has a certain storyline, fully demonstrates the basic point of view of the divine right of kings and the supremacy of God, and is full of backwardness.
The alien soul has been desensitized to the explosive and burning points here ten years ago, and it is not easy to fall asleep on the spot at this time, so it can only look around to support consciousness.
Pillars, beams, rows of chairs, and then observe everyone here, and finally turn to the priest. From his refracted bald head, you can see the crumpled white robe on his body, and the church symbols on his chest are partially faded.
【It seems a bit wrong】
The priest finally ended the long story, dismissed the townspeople, and walked towards the outsiders who obviously had something to do.Kraft stopped Martin, stepped forward and took the initiative to hold the slightly trembling hands that had held the scriptures for too long.
"Father, is your life not easy in this remote place?"
"Ah? No, no, it's all for the purpose of spreading the gospel of God..." The priest in the small town was completely puzzled by this unreasonable enthusiasm, and the strength of the blond knight's handshake in front of him was still increasing, making his knuckles ache , I couldn't draw my hand no matter what.
"Look at the wing rings on your robe, the color of the wings has disappeared?"
(End of this chapter)
It can only be said that Fort Westminster deserves to be a military center defending Dunling, and its responsiveness and efficiency are much higher than expected. When Kraft was still washing and packing his equipment that day, he received a fully staffed and ready to leave tomorrow morning. news.
When Kraft was ready to arrive the next day with Kupp and luggage, what he saw was a team with more horses than people.Partly armored or chain mail riders with one or two extra horses, led by squires, loaded with armor and sundries.
There were more than 30 people in total. According to his observation, these packages on horseback carried at least seven or eight sets of full-body armor.If it is normal, the normal situation should correspond to multiple affiliated personnel.
According to Wilbert's internal affairs officer before departure, they wanted to bring more people, but this is not the case that the more people the better, an extra group of infantry will only slow down the speed and turn the fast march into a muddy trek , and give the other party more time to react.
……
"Actually, it is impossible to bring more people." Martin and Kraft were parallel in the middle of the team. They had been traveling on such a relatively good road for more than two days, approaching that not-so-remote destination.
"The town of Hudson is not big. The manor is just one of the temporary residences on the Duke's travel route. It is usually maintained by very few people. Only when it is about to be opened will someone come to prepare in advance. This time will not be reserved for a large number of visitors. supplies."
"Actually, there are quite a few of these people. We don't need to be too much dragged down by being frightened and collapsed." After two days of getting along, Kraft is quite satisfied with the quality of this team.
Able to consciously maintain formation, sentry turns regularly at night, have a high rate of armor, and carry medium-range direct-firing weapons such as crossbows and shortbows suitable for use in small-scale conflicts.To sum up, it is a professional team with no shortcomings, which is quite perfect.
Trivial metal rubbing sounds kept ringing under Martin's robe as the horse bumped. It was chain mail and the metal plates covering it, "Although this is somewhat inconsistent with the spirit that a knight should have, I can't say it completely. do not worry."
He acted insecure.After dissecting the pagan leader, they also opened another body.The situation is better than the former, but the scene where the body surface is intact and most of the inside is eaten away... like an invisible leech sticking to a certain corner of the soul, and every time you realize it, you feel a disgusting chill.
"Ha, Martin! I can't remember the last time I saw you scared." The rider in front turned his head and let out a non-malicious but loud straight-ball laugh, directly poking at the pain point.
"Baro, ride your horse well. I remember how you fell off the horse last time. Don't force me to tell you again."
The interruption from his companion made him get out of his slightly gloomy mood.Martin commanded the team to slow down to give the horses a chance to rest. Taking advantage of this, he took out a thing tightly wrapped in cloth, and handed it to Kraft with a leather barrel with a buckle.
"I believe Barrow and the others. We have worked together under the Duke for some years, and we know each other well." While talking, he showed Kraft the same leather sleeve on his belt, indicating that it could be hung here.
"But it's a foolish thing to believe in the incompetence of the enemy. Take it out of cowardice, or a bit of intuition, and what happened to Diego always makes me feel bad. And those who haven't been found, especially his henchmen, are logically Diego is the last person to get lost in the woods lately."
"I agree with you very much. Be strict with the enemy." Kraft hung the leather case on his waist like him. It was the size of a pencil bag, and it seemed to contain something slender like a pencil.Combined with the tightly wrapped thing, he had some guesses.
"This is?"
"Just in case, it's also a gift. I believe you will like it." Speaking of this, Martin showed a mysterious smile.
Kraft separated the cloth strips wrapped around the surface, and inside was a polished reddish-brown wooden handle and main body, with metal parts and bows, in a folded state, less than half an arm long.
He'd seen Martin use something similar, but this one looked decidedly more refined, with its silver trim and wood carvings, shaped like a branch with silver oak leaves as wings stretching and fluttering.
"A one-handed crossbow? I didn't expect that." It was embarrassing to say, but Kraft actually wanted one when he saw Martin take out this thing for the first time on the boat.
It's a pity that looking at it, I knew it was not a cheap thing, and it had nothing to do with my own affairs. I didn't find a chance to ask for it, and I didn't expect to get what I wanted here.
"There are special arrows in the leather barrel. This thing is accurate within fifteen steps, and it is not weak. The only pity is that it is not as strong as the same kind for folding the crossbow, and the effect is not good after all."
"Thank you, I like this very much." This is definitely the most desirable gift I have ever received, and Kraft couldn't put it down. If it weren't for the inconvenience now, I would like to find someone to try right away.
With the company of new toys, the rest of the journey will not be so boring.When the sun was clear and everyone was drinking horses by the river, they could already see the drifting wood. It was the product of a lumberyard in the forest not far away, and it was transferred to Hudson Town by water logistics for free. protected settlements.
Of course, the Duke’s resting residence will not be put together with the town. The main body of this manor is a set of double-storey buildings near the edge of the forest, with low stone walls to protect the shady vineyards. A simple fence encloses the area including a small piece of woodland.
The caretaker, who was about to fall asleep, was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, ran into the building and called out the manor housekeeper with a sad face.
He came running with his muddy sleeves rolled up, he was relieved to hear that he was not here to inform the Duke of his itinerary, and then led them into the building, while reporting some things in the manor.
He probably thought that the team came to inspect the situation of the manor. He said something about the rain this year, the condition of the grapes, the preparation of firewood, and the fact that the output of the forest sent by the town was not as good as in previous years. tax collector.
The meaning should be to hope that someone can urge it, but Martin didn't care about it at all, and nodded and skipped without concern.
As for the town, the butler shook his head and said that there are too many things in the manor, and there are too few people. There is no time to hang out there. Generally, there are only short contacts such as handing over items. It is really difficult for him to know anything. .
"Okay, I understand." Martin pressed his forehead and threw the luggage to his followers, reined in his horse and turned around, "Leave them to arrange the room first, I remember there is a church in the town, you can go and ask while you still have time in the afternoon .If the guy you're looking for is here, the people from the local church won't be slower than us, right?"
Kraft pulled up Kupp, and the two turned their horses around with the small half of the team and ran towards the town of Hudson.
Unexpectedly, the belief atmosphere in this medium-sized town is quite strong.Before coming, they were all mentally prepared to encounter churches that no one cared about and pagans who set up their own sects, but in fact the situation was just the opposite.
At least the church in the center of the town had a well-kept facade, with pebbled pavements, and a few transplanted lilies in the flower beds that were in season, clustered with clusters of different colors, like some kind of wildflower.
Kupp had never seen such a large white flower in the north. He was a little surprised to get closer to appreciate it, but found that the "wildflowers" dotted around were not round like flowers, and the "flower stems" were white.He froze for a moment, then realized that this was actually a brightly colored umbrella mushroom used to fill the vacancy.
Such a unique collocation made him feel a little strange while being surprised, he lost interest in watching, and quickly followed the team.
Kraft stepped into the church first.It was already afternoon, and he thought that such a small church would have to be troubled to open, but the sound of sermons was echoing inside the open door.
The balding middle-aged priest wore a wrinkled white robe that had not been ironed, holding a large tome in one hand and telling a certain story about the epiphany on the stage, and holding it in the other hand from time to time.
There were more than a dozen people sitting on the chairs in the hall listening to the Lord's teachings. It was hard to imagine that this was a scene that could not happen on a Sunday in a town.
Regardless of the etiquette or the necessary respect for the gods of the church, it is extremely impolite and easy to cause disputes to interrupt the priest's sermon at this time. We can only sit down in the back row and wait for the priest to finish the activity. Or intermittence to come forward to ask again.
The priest on the stage noticed that someone was coming, looked up at them, smiled and greeted them, and made a church-specific chest ring ceremony to Martin and Kraft who took the lead with his empty hands, and then continued to lower his head to talk about the scriptures, Not interrupting the activity because of their clothing.
"...then St. Jaeger said, 'This is the king you have chosen'. Then the voice of the Lord echoed in his head, 'No, Jaeger, this is not my choice. Don't be fooled by appearances. Confused, the human mind is the most important thing.'
I saw that the seven sons of this family were all tall and handsome, with extraordinary demeanor. When each of them walked in front of St. Jaeger, St. Jaeger would doubt whether this was the king chosen by the Lord.However, the Lord's answer is always: 'No'.
Their hearts are not enough, so they are not enough to complete the test and draw that sword..."
Kraft listened for a long time before he found the part he seemed to recognize. He tilted his head and whispered to Martin, "This is the story of His Majesty's selection of the sword? Is the original text in the holy scripture so complicated?"
"I don't know, I haven't read it either." Martin whispered guiltily. He is a knight who knows how to use common words and small arithmetic.
"At this moment St. Jaeger was confused, and he asked the father of the family: 'Are all your sons here?'
The father replied: "I also have a youngest son who grazes sheep in the wilderness and has not come back." 'Hearing this, St. Jaeger was delighted, and went to the wilderness to find the smallest and thinnest child.
From this point of view, he knew that this was someone who could obey the teachings of the Lord and see the kingdom of the Lord. In the land named North from now on, the succession of the throne was not a struggle for power, but a favor from the Lord..."
The temperature was just right in the afternoon, and Kraft dozed off in the back row.To put it abstractly, it is roughly the story of a useless sheep-herding boy who got a golden finger from heaven, and under the blessing of God and the guidance of his grandfather, he pulled out the famous sword in the stone, overthrew the old nobles and old kings, and became a benevolent new king. .
It has a certain storyline, fully demonstrates the basic point of view of the divine right of kings and the supremacy of God, and is full of backwardness.
The alien soul has been desensitized to the explosive and burning points here ten years ago, and it is not easy to fall asleep on the spot at this time, so it can only look around to support consciousness.
Pillars, beams, rows of chairs, and then observe everyone here, and finally turn to the priest. From his refracted bald head, you can see the crumpled white robe on his body, and the church symbols on his chest are partially faded.
【It seems a bit wrong】
The priest finally ended the long story, dismissed the townspeople, and walked towards the outsiders who obviously had something to do.Kraft stopped Martin, stepped forward and took the initiative to hold the slightly trembling hands that had held the scriptures for too long.
"Father, is your life not easy in this remote place?"
"Ah? No, no, it's all for the purpose of spreading the gospel of God..." The priest in the small town was completely puzzled by this unreasonable enthusiasm, and the strength of the blond knight's handshake in front of him was still increasing, making his knuckles ache , I couldn't draw my hand no matter what.
"Look at the wing rings on your robe, the color of the wings has disappeared?"
(End of this chapter)
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