System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 804 - 260: The Church Bishop Arrives
Lynn’s mind was racing, contemplating the future development plan for the territory.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
In the mountain forest shrouded in the night.
A cavalry team was moving steadily under the illumination of torches.
The cavalrymen rode under tall, majestic warhorses, clad in silver-white chain armor.
On the chest of the chain armor, as well as the shields they carried on their backs, were prominent white cross symbols.
Under the glow of the torches, they seemed particularly striking.
Perhaps due to the winding forest path, or perhaps out of concern for the dignitary in the carriage.
The forced pace of the team was not fast, which could even be described as a brisk walk.
Inside the lavishly decorated carriage.
A round man leaned against the soft leather seat, eyes closed, seemingly resting.
He wore a dark wool robe, with simple embroidered patterns at the cuffs.
On his shoulder, a finely crafted shoulder cloth.
The ends of the shoulder cloth bore symbolic white tassels.
Just as the round man was resting.
A cavalryman rode his warhorse to the right side of the carriage.
The cavalryman, wearing a standard helmet, lifted his mask upward.
Revealing the middle-aged man’s face, slightly bearded.
The middle-aged man respectfully spoke to the round man, "Lord Bishop Semo, once we pass through this forest, we will reach Morgan Town."
"You can rest for a night in the town, and we will continue our journey tomorrow."
The man inside the carriage slowly opened his eyes.
He gazed around somewhat confusedly.
After confirming their location, Semo exhaled a breath of warm air.
"Captain Samuel, accelerate our pace."
"The carriage’s jolting has tired me, I need to quickly find a soft, comfortable bed to rest on."
Hearing Bishop Semo’s weary voice, Samuel promptly responded.
"Yes, Lord Bishop, I will immediately have them increase the speed! Heading to Morgan Town!"
Semo casually responded to show his acknowledgment.
Samuel wasted no words, clamping down hard on his warhorse.
The warhorse, pained, neighed loudly before dashing forward.
Samuel’s authoritative shout echoed.
"Speed up, speed up!"
"Make haste to Morgan Town!"
"We must not delay Lord Bishop’s rest!"
Loud responses echoed from the chain-armed guards.
They all shook the reins in their hands, urging their horses forward with increased speed.
In the forest.
What was initially a rhythmic ’clack clack’ of hooves.
Had now become a continuous thunder of galloping hooves.
Amidst this roar, startled resting birds and beasts scattered, emitting sounds of flapping wings and fleeing.
...
Morgan Town.
In a courtyard behind a building.
The less than 1.7-meter-tall Earl, still donned in standard plate armor, gripped a five-meter-long winged spear.
Earl’s posture was like a pine rooted in a rock crevice, his tightly held winged spear seemed lifelike, trembling slightly.
As he took a sharp breath of cold air, his chest armor quickly puffed up.
With a loud shout.
The winged spear drew a fierce arc in his hand.
Its speed and power seemed to tear through the air, producing a whooshing sound.
At this moment.
The five-meter, fifteen-pound winged spear seemed weightless in Earl’s hands!
His steps were steady, one after another, treading on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard.
But each step lifted a layer of dust into the air...
The guards on the edges watched Earl’s fierce movements.
Their faces full of envy and admiration.
Being soldiers under Centurion Earl Mendes, they were well aware of Earl’s ferocity.
Especially when charging into battle on horseback.
Earl, relying on the warhorse’s speed and the lance’s sharpness.
Could pierce through an enemy’s shield with a single spear, even penetrating through three or four enemies’ torsos in succession!
Even now, watching Earl practice with the winged spear, they couldn’t help but feel impressed.
During Earl’s practice, time passed quickly.
An hour later.
A quick rhythm of galloping hooves was heard beyond the building.
With the urgent tightening of reins, the horse’s galloping abruptly stopped.
Closely followed by the sound of running footsteps.
Amidst the puzzled looks of several soldiers, an armored soldier passed through the building’s hall to the courtyard.
Seeing Earl, the messenger soldier quickly reported.
"Lord Earl, an unfamiliar cavalry has arrived in Morgan Town, currently being halted at the town’s entrance by our comrades."
Upon hearing this, Earl immediately halted his winged spear. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
He frowned at the messenger soldier, speaking in a deep tone.
"Unfamiliar cavalry?"
"Who are they?"
The messenger soldier quickly replied, "Sir, they claim to be the Church Guards from Kakasong City!"
"There is a Church Bishop on the carriage!"
Listening to the Order Guard, Earl frowned even more.
The Church Cavalry from Kakasong City?
Church Bishop?
Lord only asked me to guard this small town with a hundred soldiers.
