People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted - Chapter 869 Knight Ranger

The halo under the twilight also gave him a sense of holiness.

"My time has passed. The new wheels will eventually roll over the old footprints. Sir Godfrey, don't feel sorry for me. This is the relief I have been seeking for so long."

Godfrey said in a daze: "Your Majesty."

"Call me Baldwin."

Baldwin slowly took off the smock embroidered with a gold cross on a white background, and smiled as he knocked on the plain breastplate underneath that had no decorations - it was obviously a product of the "Lothar Armory".

This simple breastplate, made of only two iron plates, became popular as soon as it was launched by the blacksmith workshop founded by Lothar because of its low price, good quality and easy maintenance. The annual output could even reach 8,000 pieces.

But even though the price had been compressed to a very low level, it was still difficult for lower-class civilian soldiers to afford it, except for the knight class and conscripts from the wealthier citizen class.

Therefore, Baldwin's current outfit looks like a down-and-out knight who came to the Holy Land and whose luck was not very good, but not too bad either. At least he was able to buy a new mount and put on a layer of steel plate outside his chain mail.

"Don't worry, Sir Demetri is with me."

Godfrey glanced at the "old servant with a sword" who always had little presence and followed Baldwin. His Adam's apple rolled, and he thought for a long time about what he wanted to say to dissuade him, but finally he sighed softly.

"If you can ensure your own safety, I have nothing to say about your risky behavior."

Baldwin smiled and patted Godfred on the shoulder. "Go to Lothar's coronation ceremony. Hold him back for me. Don't let him find me so early."

He looked at the "old servant holding the sword" and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, he gave a bitter smile and turned away.

In the palace, the little witch struggled to stuff the alchemical cauldron into the package.

Nishaya came with nothing, but when she left, she had purchased a lot of magic props thanks to Baldwin's funding.

A gentle voice came from outside the door.

Baldwin asked doubtfully, holding the horse.

The little witch frowned and said, "You are no longer the king. The Jerusalem court now belongs to Mr. Lothar. Mr. Lothar certainly does not need a junior witch like me who has no strength as an advisor, so I plan to pack up and return to Constantinople."

"Your teacher called you back?"

"Oh, then I'll help you clean up."

"thank you."

The two men were busy. The old servant, holding a sword and leading two pack horses, looked at the two busy men expressionlessly. He did not have the slightest sense that as a servant he should do the work for them. He grabbed a handful of dates from the saddle bag and stuffed them into his mouth to chew.

"You have a lot of stuff."

"It's quite a lot indeed."

Nishaya shrank her head in embarrassment, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, right, these alchemical equipment were bought for me by the royal family. Should I leave them to my successor?"

Baldwin smiled and said, "Take them all away. If Losa complains to your teacher, just say that I gave you permission."

"Oh, thank you then."

Without even looking up, Nishaya said, "First ride a horse, then take a boat. I've told you many times that flying is a very advanced witchcraft. Even if you're just riding a magic broom, you need to be at least at the level of an intermediate witch."

Baldwin smiled and said, "In that case, there's a good chance we'll be on the same route. Do you want to go together?"

"what?"

Nishaya was stunned for a moment before she said, "Oh, of course no problem. Old man Dmitri can protect me along the way. Where is your destination? If you are going to Europe, we can separate in Athens or Crete."

"what?"

Nishaya was startled and said distressedly: "Are you planning to settle in Constantinople? But the Queen has a good relationship with His Majesty Lothar. Even if the Empire has the custom of sheltering exiled monarchs, it is impossible."

Baldwin gave a self-deprecating smile. He had explained that he abdicated voluntarily, but now it seemed that Nisaia had not listened to him at all. Or, under the influence of the Greek court, even if he said it himself, Nisaia regarded it as a last resort.

The old servant in the yard let out a sharp crow-like laugh.

Nishaya came to her senses and said, "So you want to hire me. The teacher said that people who want to hire you for free without any money are the worst people in the world."

Baldwin was speechless, and then he saw Nishaya showing a sunny smile: "But you treated me so well before, and I hardly helped at all, so I might as well just count it as part of this."

She urged excitedly, "Which horse is for me? Since these props are considered as advance betrothal money, we should move more."

Baldwin breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "This gray horse is prepared for you. Also, Miss Nishaya, do you remember that you wanted to tailor a path for me to become a transcendent?"

"It's okay, I have plenty of time to wait."

Baldwin filled the saddlebags and said with a smile, "Dmitri, who are the adventurers in the bard's team? Swordsmen, knights, witches, what else is missing?"

The old servant who had been silent the whole time laughed and said, "We still need a priest. I can barely take on the role."

He said, making the sign of the cross on his chest: "May God bless you, Amen."

Perhaps because the coronation ceremony attracted the attention of the entire city, they had almost no obstruction along the way. Even if there were some guards, they were easily evaded.

All the way out of the city, Nishaya was still a little bit incredulous: "I didn't expect that they didn't care about us moving so many things. I thought that Your Majesty, a king without real power like you would soon be forgotten after leaving office."

Baldwin was about to speak with a smile when he suddenly saw a blonde female knight wearing silver armor and holding an iron helmet on the road ahead, looking at the three of them with a smile.

The bells of the final round of the coronation ceremony rang at the right time, and the entire ancient city of Jerusalem was bathed in the solemn and dignified bell sounds.

"Ms. Brilliant Knight?"

Nishaya nervously took out her magic wand and hid behind Dmitri. She had seen Jeanna and knew what kind of terrible power was hidden in this woman.

"Don't be nervous."

Jeanne urged her mount forward and threw a heavy package to Baldwin: "My master said that he respects your choice. He also gave you a personal parting gift and wished you to become a true chivalrous knight."

If there is anyone in this world who can truly realize the power of Holy Light without the Holy Light Seed, in Lothar's mind, it is only Baldwin.

Baldwin smiled, bowed, saluted, and then watched Jeanne leave on her white horse.

This is the tacit understanding between close friends. From the very beginning, he didn't think that Losa would really stop him and treat him as a mascot. "Imprisoning" him in the territory was not something a friend would do, even if it was out of goodwill.