Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks

Chapter 119: Knight of Radiance (2)


The Knight said bluntly, "Baron Losa hardly seems like a despicable murderer. He led us bravely in battle, saving all of Kaler Castle and the Kingdom. Lady Stephanie, there must be some misunderstanding here."

Lady Stephanie's teeth were almost chattering. She looked at the faces eager to explain for Losa.

She looked pleadingly at Guy, Amalric, and others, who should have been allies of Count Reynard, but now, they all remained silent.

Suddenly, she seemed to have figured something out and became entirely calm.

"I understand now, Baron Losa, you killed my son, and yet I must thank you, right?"

Losa frowned.

The malice that surrounded this woman was almost visible to the naked eye.

This was of course understandable.

Anyone whose son had died would have the urge to fight desperately.

He dismounted, lowered his head slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, Lady Stephanie, I regret that the outcome has to be like this, but I had no choice. Please accept my condolences."

"Oh, what an outstanding Knight, ha!"

Lady Stephanie displayed a mocking smile: "He killed my son, my son became the villain, and he instead receives praise, appearing like a distinguished Knight of valor, without anyone thinking of him as a lowly murderer!"

"Ha!"

Baldwin IV looked at the slightly deranged lady and frowned, saying, "Lady Stephanie is grieving excessively, which has left her somewhat confused. Two of you, take your lady away."

Count Reynard looked at his wife with a worried and sorrowful expression.

His words were earnest: "Your Majesty, I beseech you, considering my son is dead and my wife is about to go mad with grief, to forgive me my sins."

The nobles who were usually on good terms with him also stepped forward to speak on his behalf.

Guy, Amalric, and others, though unwilling to help Lady Stephanie accuse Losa, still felt obliged to speak up for Count Reynard.

No matter what they felt deep down, he was part of the backbone of the Empress Faction, the strongest Count of real power.

Baldwin IV seemed thoughtful for a long time before saying, "I can forgive your life, but from this day forward, you are no longer the Lord of Transjordan."

Reynard's voice suddenly rose, "No, no, Your Majesty, you don't have the authority to do this!"

Baldwin IV said coldly, "Yes, I don't have the authority to confiscate your lands, but you no longer deserve the title of Count. Kaler Castle and Montreal remain yours, but Hebron, the land I recently gifted you to reward your merits in the Battle of Mongisa, I will reclaim for the Royal Family."

Reynard's heart slightly eased.

To shatter a window, it's better to claim you're tearing down the whole roof.

Compared to Baldwin IV's initial words, managing to keep Kaler Castle and Montreal was already the best news.

With a sorrowful yet helpless tone, he said, "I have no choice but to obey your orders."

Baldwin IV watched him acting, a trace of disgust passing over his expression: "Kaler Castle has become half-ruined. Everyone, return to camp! After a day of rest, we will set off back to Jerusalem!"

He then mounted his warhorse and turned away.

...

The Crusaders returned to camp.

The Saracen soldiers had gradually withdrawn, and this war was finally over.

Losa felt somewhat exhilarated.

The rewards from a Kingdom-level war were indeed pleasing.

A Six-star Servant Lottery Ticket, this was the first time he had obtained this since crossing into this world.

He returned to his own tent.

He chose to use it without hesitation.

A golden light flickered.

A card with a Giant Dragon coiled at its top, entirely golden, slowly appeared.

At its center, depicted a female knight holding a crimson lance, clad in full silver-white armor, valiant and heroic.

Losa was a bit surprised because the Six-star servant that appeared before him was not one he was familiar with.

Title: Knight of Radiance

Name: Jeanne D'Arc

Category: Commander-in-Chief

Quality: Legend (Six-star)

Level: 1

Intimacy: Cold

Power: 30

Agility: 25

Physical Strength: 20

Endurance: 20

Spiritual Power: 20

Talent:

Holy Protection: Miss Jeanne possesses special Holy Power, which deals fifty percent additional damage to all dark creatures and receives fifty percent less damage.

Knight's Flower: All soldiers under Jeanne who hold the title of Knight receive a twenty percent boost in All Attributes.

Holy Spear: Jeanne is the only Knight capable of using this weapon, a legendary Holy Object seized from Northern Europe, reputed to have the causal property of "certain hits."

Skills:

Guard Knight: Jeanne can summon any of her twelve Guard Knights at any time to fight for her, each possessing the Five-Star Attendant template, with levels equivalent to Jeanne's.

Holy Body: Requires First Elite to unlock.

Radiant Myriad Phenomena: Requires Second Elite to unlock.

Description: Some say General Jeanne is the reincarnation of the Saintess who was betrayed by the Burgundians hundreds of years ago and burned to death by the Brits on false charges.

But forgive me for being frank, even though positioned within the Holy Church's ranks, General Jeanne hardly counts as a devout believer; she consistently disregards all doctrines, acting unconstrained, often seen swinging a bottle in the camp, and I wonder how she wields the 'Holy Spear'?

Or perhaps, the 'Holy Spear' is also a drunkard?

Moreover, it must be said, Jeanne is indeed a superb commander, yet she maintains notable martial prowess within her army, all men admire her exquisite battle skills.

Regrettably, I am included among them.

So, I urge respect towards this lady, or I'm sure you'll find yourself beaten, then enchanted by her captivating laughter.

——

This description comes from her most loyal subordinate "Anger Flame Knight," one of the twelve Guard Knights who inherited the name "Rahel."

A fierce wind swept through.

Sweeping away the clutter in the tent.

Prajna's eyes were filled with deep apprehension, she stepped back half a step, bracing her Ghost Face Shield, and even the sculpture on it, when illuminated, showed a pained expression.

Furinjira shrank behind Losa in panic, her face pale, muttering softly, "Damn, could it be that crazy woman?"

Losa squinted his eyes.

The light gradually faded.

She was wearing a full-body silver-white plate armor.

Her physique seemed shorter than Prajna's but still quite tall, with a high rise on the chest plate, under which if not hollow, should be considered "impressive."

On her shoulder, she bore a crimson lance, its tip somewhat rusty, but after looking at it for a while, a powerful sharpness seemed to emanate.

Golden curls fell over her shoulders.

She bore a very cheerful smile, one hand resting on the lance, the other waving, greeting everyone, "I'm Jeanne, pleased to meet you all."

Her voice was slightly husky, with a straightforward and pleasant demeanor, making one unconsciously harbor goodwill.

She paused slightly and looked at Losa, "Sir, it's an honor to serve under you. Whatever you need, please feel free to entrust it to me."

"No, I should be the one honored."

Jeanne lifted her head proudly and said, "If you insist on saying that, I can only agree, and also compliment you on your brilliant judgment."

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