Trump Card

“Did you really give up 1,500 men for some divine items?” Martin kept up with Richard, but neither the followers nor the rune knights sensed anything amiss.

“Heh, the divine items and the priests,” Richard clarified.

“You’re looking for ransom!” the cardinal cried out in realisation.

“Not really… Hmm… this book looks good, take it.” Richard threw a holy book from the altar towards one of his rune knights.

Martin shrugged, “That book is nothing special, but… so long as you like it. If it isn’t ransom you’re looking for, what is your purpose in all this? Hmm… Is it a threat? Telling us not to mess with you?”

Richard was a little taken aback, “You… You’re too smart for your own good. Your Archbishop Hendrick almost killed me in Klandor, and he was planning to threaten me with a war in Norland. I want to make it perfectly...