purgatory artist

Chapter 177 The Viscount's Gift

Thirty professionals.

They are well-trained, follow orders and prohibit them, and act vigorously. They are veterans on the battlefield at first glance.

Liu Ping had just announced the recruitment of them.

Under the command of that soldier, they began to assign tasks in an orderly manner, set up defensive posts on the city wall, and even sent a few people to the city to purchase supplies.

Seeing their busy faces, Liu Ping couldn't help asking silently in his heart:

"These people won't rebel halfway, will they?"

A line of small burning characters quickly appeared:
"Being betrayed is equivalent to giving up the mission, and a large amount of soul power will be deducted. If the soul power is not enough, it will be obliterated."

"In addition, you can set up some small reward mechanisms to better command them."

"Can I set up a reward mechanism?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course." Sequence replied.

Liu Ping thought for a while, then said: "Okay...then the decision is this:"

"Those who can gain my favor, or show bravery in battle, or make special contributions, have a certain probability of getting extra gems from me."

Liu Ping finished speaking.

After a few breaths of time, a line of small burning characters appeared in the void:

"A side mission has been released: the favor of the captain of the garrison."

Liu Ping looked at those people, and saw that their expressions all changed, and their eyes turned to the void.

next moment.

A female professional came to Liu Ping, winked at him and said:

"Master Cavalier Captain, you look quite young, how about my sister taking you to drink some wine?"

"Things other than work and tasks will annoy me, remember." Liu Ping said coldly.

"Yes! Captain!" The female professional saluted, turned and left.

Everyone looked at it and thought for a while.

Liu Ping said to the sequence: "As soon as you release the mission, they will be able to see it?"

Two lines of small burning characters appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

"They are low-level heroic spirits who came in response to my call, just to help you complete the current task—"

"Remember, you are the patron."

Liu Ping was stunned for a moment looking at the long line of small burning characters.

Are you the patron?
The soldier came over with a flattering smile, and said in a low voice, "Master Knight, your safety is more important than anything else. I will send two good hands to protect you. How about this?"

"...What's your name?" Liu Ping asked.

"Zhao Mingguang."

"Zhao Mingguang, I still have some ability to protect myself. Your most important task is to repel the devil, don't worry about me."

"Well, everything is as you wish."

At this time, a professional came back from the city and said to the soldier, "Boss, we bought food with the copper coins exchanged by the sequence, but we couldn't buy food at all."

"Don't they only accept gold and silver?" Zhao Mingguang asked in surprise.

"No, boss, I feel like they don't have much food to sell." The professional said.

Zhao Mingguang looked at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping said: "Your board and lodging, weapons and armor are all provided by Viscount Addington, so don't worry about that."

All the professionals immediately cheered.

Liu Ping turned around and walked towards the city, without turning his head, he said: "You all set up the fortifications first, and I will take care of the logistical matters now."

"Then I will trouble you, Sir Knight Commander." Zhao Mingguang shouted loudly.

Liu Ping returned to the castle, but saw that the whole castle was empty, and even the servants were much less.

As for the officials who specialize in managing various affairs, they didn't see any of them.

Liu Ping suddenly remembered the long motorcade that left the castle in the morning.

In retrospect, the city was also in a state of depression.

One of the guards at the city gate was bandaged, and the other had been ill for a long time.

"No... so stupid."

Liu Ping murmured.

"Chief Knight, you are back." A man with the appearance of a butler said.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"This is left to you by the Viscount." The butler held up a wooden box.

Liu Ping opened the wooden box, and saw inside was a seal, a long bunch of keys, a card, and a note with elegant and elegant handwriting.

The note reads:

"To Liu Ping, Commander of the York City Defense Knights:"

"You are responsible for all defense tasks in this city. The seal represents your power, and the key allows you to pass without hindrance."

"I took the manpower to go to rescue the soldiers. I hope I can come back as soon as possible and fight the devil with you."

"Justice shall prevail!"

"—your lord: Viscount Addington."

"And:"

"My ancestors were also knights, and they have some knight skills that have been passed down. In view of the current critical situation, I leave a knight skill to you. I hope you can use it."

"And then:"

"If you really can't keep it, you can run away at any time, but before you leave, please burn the entire castle—this will make my words even more tragic."

"Thank you."

Liu Ping couldn't help laughing.

When I saw that scene in the morning, I had a premonition.

It turned out that it really ran away.

"Chan Yi." Liu Ping called softly.

"I'm here, Mo—no, brat."

"Why do you call me a brat?"

"Haha, I like to see your helpless face, it's so cute, really."

"...You are the best at scouting. First, check how many professionals are available in the city, and then go outside the city to see if you can find the devil's movements, or other information."

"Small idea."

Zhao Chanyi turned into a small and cute cat, jumped onto the high window sill, opened the window, ran outside and disappeared.

Liu Ping stood where he was and continued to think.

I have just arrived here, and I must accept the position of the captain of the defense knight before I can gain a foothold in this world.

Therefore, it is impossible to be held here to guard the city.

The most important thing right now is to see what is left here after Lord Viscount has left.

Liu Ping first picked up the card and looked at it carefully.

I saw a knight in white armor drawn on the card, holding a sword in one hand, and slightly raised the other hand, holding a ball of light.

A line of small burning characters quickly appeared:

"Advanced holy chant."

"Special Skill Card (Knight)."

"Explanation: This is a silent technique of the holy chant technique, which allows you to skip the chanting process and directly release this primary healing technique."

"To use this card, you need to pay five points of soul power."

Ok.

Although Viscount Addington ran away, he still considered his decency to a certain extent, knowing that when employing someone, at least he had to pay him.

Holding the card, Liu Ping said softly, "Use it."

That card immediately turned into a ball of light, which enveloped Liu Ping's body softly, and it took a while to completely disappear.

Immediately, Liu Ping had a lot of techniques about performing the Holy Chanting Technique in his mind.

In a trance, he felt as if he had practiced the holy chant technique thousands of times, so that he could cast it with a wave of his hand, no longer needing to rely on spells.

Lines of burning small characters quickly appeared:

"You have mastered the silent hair technique of the holy chant technique."

"Consumption of soul power: five points."

"From now on, if you wave your hand at will, you can release the primary healing technique: Holy Chanting Technique."

——This technique has a good healing effect on some traumatic limb injuries and internal organ injuries, and it is a very practical primary healing technique.

Liu Ping felt a little better, picked up the seal, and weighed it.

This is the vice-seal of the city lord.

From now on, I can represent Viscount Addington and direct the operation of the entire city.

— What is left of this city to function?
"Take me to the granary." Liu Ping said to the housekeeper.

"Okay, Master Knight." The butler said.

Opening the door of the granary, Liu Ping couldn't help but sighed.

There is hardly any food left here.

Next, Liu Ping went to the weapon storage room, the stables, and the heavy equipment warehouse.

The weapons storage room was empty.

None of the horses.

Surprisingly, there are still two intact artillery in the heavy equipment warehouse——

But no shells.

Based on the principle of no waste, Liu Ping put his hand on the cannon and activated the ability of the Heroic Spirit interface: collect cards.

Bang!
With a soft sound, the two cannons turned into a card, which Liu Ping put into his pocket.

"Is there really no food at all?" Liu Ping asked.

"Master Knight, in fact, the people in our castle still have something to eat, and the Viscount has prepared enough food for you, all of which are in the back kitchen," the butler whispered.

"Take me there." Liu Ping said.

The two came to the back kitchen.

I saw that there was still a lot of food reserves here, enough for Liu Ping and a few servants to feed for a week.

"Let's arrange for people to cook, the people in the castle, plus lunch for 30 people." Liu Ping ordered.

"My lord, in that case, the food will be finished in a few days." The housekeeper wondered.

"Leave the food to me, you don't have to worry about it, just follow my request." Liu Ping patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, my lord." The butler said.

Noon.

The professionals took turns returning to the castle for dinner.

Liu Ping and Zhao Mingguang stood on the city wall, looking out at the field together.

"We have already prepared for the defense. We will send scouts out of the city in the afternoon to detect the devil's movements." Zhao Mingguang said.

"It's not urgent, I've already sent scouts," Liu Ping said.

"Someone has already gone?" Zhao Mingguang asked unexpectedly.

He glanced around.

A few guards guarded the city gate, either wounded or disabled.

"Master Knight, our people are very professional. In fact, they are more competent for this matter. Let our people go." Zhao Mingguang said.

"Where did you come from?" Liu Ping asked.

"You can't say that," Zhao Mingguang pointed to the non-existent interface in the void, and said with a smile, "If you say it, I will be obliterated."

A white shadow flew from far away and landed on Liu Ping's shoulder.

——But it is a snow-white and lovely cat.

It said, "Liu Ping, the devils have assembled and will arrive here in half an hour."

Both Liu Ping and Zhao Mingguang were taken aback.

"How strong are they?" Liu Ping asked.

"There are about 700 devils, and their individual strength is about the same as these professionals." White Cat said.

Zhao Mingguang's face turned pale.

"Impossible... This is a mission that must die..." He murmured in a daze.

"Apart from these devils, do they have anything else at the bottom of the box?" Liu Ping asked.

"No, this is just a small city, so those powerful guys have gone to attack other places. They seem to think that sending more than 700 soldiers is already extremely high." White Cat said.

Liu Ping glanced at Zhao Mingguang, then reached out and took out a card.

Bang!
The card turned into two cannons.

"This is the most powerful cannon in the castle. It's just a lack of ammunition. I see that you have prepared well before you come. I wonder if you can make some cannonballs?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, I'll arrange someone to do it right away - but devils are very cunning species, this kind of artillery can only be fired for one round at most, and then they will find a way to avoid it." Zhao Mingguang sighed, hastily about to leave.

"Zhao Mingguang." Liu Ping called to stop him.

"Master Knight, what else is there?" He asked.

"How many healing professions do you have?"

"Healer? That's a very rare class. Our small team can't attract a healer."

Liu Ping looked at him and said, "There is no need to be afraid of more than 700 devils."

Zhao Mingguang's lips trembled, his face was ashen, and he didn't speak.

Liu Ping added: "I forgot to tell you, I am a paladin."

Zhao Mingguang couldn't help looking over Liu Ping's head.

— there is nothing there.

"Now is not the time. I will let everyone know this before the war starts," Liu Ping said.

"Okay, if you are a paladin, then we still have to fight this battle!" Zhao Mingguang gritted his teeth.

After speaking, he hurried away.

Liu Ping stood where he was, and said silently: "Activate the protection of the heroic spirit."

Be sure to choose Yana, and then draw out a paladin skill.

It's about morale!

Liu Ping thought silently in his heart.

I saw lines of burning small characters quickly appearing:
"Heroic Asylum has been activated."

"The Heroic Spirit is being randomly drawn for this time, and the chosen one is: Yana (Samurai God)."

"If you meet the following conditions, you can extract a variant of an ability from Yana, the tortured lady, and use it once."

"Extraction conditions: torture an enemy and make him completely surrender at your feet."

"—For the gods, torturing all living beings will bring some happiness."

Liu Ping showed a look of disappointment.

It’s over.

According to the last prompt, what will be drawn next will not be the ability of a paladin, but Yana's ability as a goddess of torture!
(End of this chapter)