Team Battle

As expected, William successfully joined the militia of Kahn village, and also received a system tip sounding as follows.

"You have triggered a village-level event: clearing bandits."

"The bandits near Kahn Village, the monsters breeding in the jungle, and the village chief Robert Kahn, are the three scourges of Kahn Village, please follow the militia to solve the bandits near Kahn Village."

After bidding farewell to Robert, who could not refuse his request, William went to the village guard station not far from the village headman's house and started a conversation with the militia captain of Kahn village.

The HP on the head of the militia captain named Relf was bright white with a little gold mixed in, indicating that the NPC's order was close to promotion and was apparently the second strongest person in Kahn Village.

After reading Yves Adolph's personally written 'certificate of asceticism', Ralph's emotions were obviously much more stable than the village chief Robert, and easily accepted the matter of a friar joining his team.

William also did not disappoint him, with the friar inauguration of the 3+1 skills, he quickly won the goodwill of Captain Relf and other militia, and with him in the village of Kahn reputation value has risen.

By 3+1 skills, it means three generic zero-level skills: Heal, Inspire and Fear. And a prayer provided by a god from faith. For William who chose Polenesius as the god of faith, this prayer is the most common prayer of praise to the sun.

"Venerable friar, since you have chosen asceticism to serve the great sun god, I will respect your wishes and those of the coronal church, so come and report to me when you are ready to depart."

"Yes, Captain, I am at your command."

William's obedience satisfied Relf, the battle in the 'Throne' world, especially the preliminary multiplayer battle is not won by a single heart but requires unified command and collaboration.

Admittedly, a strong person of the Extraordinary order can easily kill the team, but most of the bandits among them are also ordinary people of the Mundane order or no order, two teams against each other, and win by better discipline and organization.

As a surreal brainwave game that can deliver comfort and satisfaction, 'Throne' can also deliver fatigue and pain.

Walking in the wilderness beyond the village of Kahn, William endured the pain of walking silently on the hot and dusty road while launching into the Praise the Sun prayer.

"Blessed are those who are under the sun, for Polenesius gives you sunlight and warmth, so that you may thrive as all other things do."

"Blessed are those who are illuminated, for Polenesius distributes to you his divine power, and you are favored by the Lord."

With a burst of praise, the NPCs around William immediately felt the scorching sunlight that had been causing them pain become pleasant, as if they were not marching in the fiery July, but in the cool October.

At the cost of a certain amount of MP, this prayer managed to win the gratitude of the militia for William, and the debuff in his own status bar named 'unbearable heat' was also successfully removed.

If it were not for the fact that the villagers who make up the militia generally suffer from night blindness and there are many terrible monsters in the wilderness at night, Captain Relf would not be willing to march during the day.

Even so, they encountered the battle on the first day, it was a group of goblins, the number is a little more than the militia, HP are basically gray.

This kind of low intelligence magic creature basically has no ability to correctly identify the enemy and weak form, their only way to distinguish the strong and weak is how much and size.

And now the reason for attacking the militia team is equally simple: the compact formation of the militia team looks weaker than them.

At Captain Relf's command, the militiamen, who had shields, basically planks of wood wrapped in iron, stood in a line at the front, banging their shields with their weapons with him and yelling to deter these goblins.

But apparently their stupid and cruel brains did not understand this deterrent, just a scattered line of wailing swarmed up.

Seeing them charge, Relf calmly waved his hand, those villagers holding shields and short swords in place and ready to hold. These brave men living in the village usually have killed beasts and dealt with bandits, and there was naturally no fear in the face of a group of disorganized and undisciplined goblins.

Meanwhile, many militiamen with crude spears in their hands attacked violently from their rear, at once piercing the chests of some goblins who charged so fast that they arrived earlier than most, and then with a skillful fling, they threw aside those goblins who were incapacitated by severe lung damage, and soon they would die of blood loss or suffocation.

Further behind them, there were many militiamen with hunting bows, using their own bows and arrows at great speed to launch flat shots at large groups of goblins, which were easy to hit with such dense targets.

Human arrows are also a threatening blow to these goblins without special abilities, and after being shot, even if they don't die immediately, they lose the ability to continue fighting.

Some of the stronger militia used even larger bows, and the targets they shot would even fly a short distance off the ground.

As the battle went on, after the goblins were killed a lot, their morale soon crumbled and they scattered in all directions, wailing and running away.

At the same time, William also received a number of 'EXP +2' 'EXP +3' and so on, so that he upgraded to the level 2 of experience required to meet a small part.

After the battle, William used level zero healing spells one by one to heal the wounds of several shield militiamen who had been injured in the final stage of the battle.

Although these wounds were not deep, most of what caused them were the goblins' dirty weapons and even their sharp claws and teeth that they had never washed, and if left untreated, these militiamen would soon be at risk of wound infection, especially in the summer months when the chances of triggering infection were very high.

The militiamen were aware of this, so they were grateful for William's treatment. If they had been treated by themselves, they would have needed to use antiseptic herbs and alcohol, neither of which was cheap, and it was difficult for the villagers to prepare them for every battle.

Every time he used MP to treat a militiaman, William reverently drew a circle on his chest to symbolize the sun god, and the militiaman would follow with a kind word or two like 'praise the sun' and 'praise the great Polenesius'.

William listened to these words, and did not make a special response, only instructed them to pay attention to the hygiene of the wound in the next few days, if there is inflammation he can also help with secondary treatment.

Gratitude to William, as well as faith in Polenesius, is quietly spreading among this group.