#1114 - Standard equipment, merit points, old friends

Noons took out a crystal ball from his bosom, activated it, and then asked, "Earl, please tell me the specific details of the number and strength of the troops you are leading this time."

"One hundred and two Silver ranked professionals, three Gold ranked professionals, and three Soul Intent ranked professionals." Speaking of this, Werlin suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Are mounts included in the number of people?"

"Horses, griffins, flying dragons, giant eagles, and fierce beasts are not included in the number of people, but dragons that can transform into human forms need to be counted."

Little Red snorted in dissatisfaction when he heard the words of this hateful human.

Werlin saw this, reached out and touched Little Red's mane, appeasing its emotions, and then said, "Knight Noons, then please add a high-level Golden Red Dragon and a low-level Soul Intent Red Dragon."

Temple Knight Noons heard this, and quickly recorded this information in the crystal ball.

"Earl, the number of combat personnel in your department is one hundred and two Silver ranked professionals, four Gold ranked professionals, and four Soul Intent ranked professionals. Do you need any additional personnel?"

"That's all."

Seeing this situation, Noons operated the crystal ball to send information to the logistics department, then put it away, and said, "If you have nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Yes."

Werlin nodded, allowing the other party to leave.

Noons saw this, bowed and saluted, and then left the camp.

After the other party left, Werlin asked Kyle to take over the troop camp and assigned patrol sentries.

The entire camp was not big, but it was not small either, with twenty-five barracks, two stables, a warehouse, and a training ground.

Entering the largest barrack, Werlin came to the short bed, leaned back, and made a series of noises.

Seeing her husband's behavior of rolling around on the bed, Xemia helplessly covered her face. When there were no outsiders, her husband sometimes showed a childish side, but this was not often the case.

After walking around the barrack, Xemia set up some soundproofing magic circles, then came to the short bed and sat down, taking out a magic book to read.

More than ten minutes later, Werlin pulled a blanket over his body and slowly fell asleep.

Near nightfall, Xemia, who was engrossed in magic books, heard Kyle's voice, a faint light appeared in her hand, and she cast a small mental spell on her husband.

The Half-Epic Mind Protection Ring felt the master's power, stopped intercepting, and fueled the flames to send the spell into the user's soul.

The next moment, Werlin sat up straight, turned to look at Xemia, with a strange expression.

"Kyle is looking for you."

Werlin coughed, and walked out of the tent.

He was having a sweet dream just now, and suddenly found his wife...

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it."

Shaking his head, throwing the waste ideas out of his mind, Werlin lifted the curtain and saw Kyle waiting at the entrance of the tent.

Kyle saw the flushed look on his master's face, and was a little puzzled, but he didn't have too much curiosity, and reported to him: "Master, a team of Temple Knights has sent one hundred and two sets of standard weapons and equipment, and you need to go and receive them."

Noticing Kyle's strange expression, Werlin cast [Evergreen Will] on himself to calm himself down and then said to Kyle: "Let's go."

At the entrance of the camp, a Silver Intermediate Temple Knight stood at the gate, his left hand on the hilt of his knight's sword, and his right hand holding a document, behind him were three carriages, with twelve Bronze Advanced Temple Knights standing on both sides.

Although he had been waiting for half an hour, there was no extra expression on his face, and he remained calm, which is also one of the reasons why he was responsible for issuing standard equipment to qualified troops.

Before long, Werlin arrived at the camp, just about to say something, when he saw the Silver Intermediate Temple Knight come to him, thump his chest and salute, and said: "God-given Earl, the lowest professional rank of the one hundred warriors you brought is Silver Low-Rank, according to Article 15 of the Expeditionary Force Temporary Regulations, they can be directly included in the Expeditionary Force's military status, without having to participate in the conscription trials."

Speaking of this, the Silver Intermediate Temple Knight opened the document, turned to page thirteen, handed it to him, and continued to explain: "There are ninety-eight Silver ranked professionals in your troop, including eighteen Silver Knights and eighty-four Silver Warriors. According to the regulations, the logistics camp will allocate eighteen sets of Excellent full knight equipment and eighty sets of Fine full warrior equipment to you."

"After the war, the weapons distributed to your troops will belong to you, and the church will not take them back."

"As for Gold and above professionals, according to the strength of their strength, merit points will be allocated. After the war, they can exchange for extraordinary items from the Church of the Morning Light with merit points."

"According to the Expeditionary Force's temporary regulations, a Gold Low-Rank warrior can be initially allocated ten merit points, and the strength will be issued in multiples for each higher level."

"Like you, you can get three hundred and twenty merit points."

After listening, Werlin silently calculated that his troop was initially allocated 750 merit points.

"God-given Earl, please leave your aura here."

Werlin heard this, and with a thought, a faint aura merged into the document, gathering into his full name at the end of the paper.

"God-given Earl, these belong to you. As for the crystal card used to record merit points, it will be uniformly distributed by the Church of the Morning Light after arriving in the Holy Third Kingdom of the Morning Light. Now I will take my leave."

The Silver Intermediate Temple Knight put away the document, bowed his head and saluted, and then led the twelve Bronze Advanced Temple Knights escorting the weapons to leave this place.

"Kyle, you distribute these standard weapons."

"Yes, Master."

Seeing this situation, Werlin was about to return to the camp when a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Werlin."

Stopping his steps, turning his head to look, Werlin saw the figure of his old friend.

With a thought, the figure disappeared instantly.

The next moment, Werlin appeared in front of Clell, and asked with some joy: "Aren't you the vice-captain of the floating fleet? Why are you here now?"

"Yesterday I was indeed the vice-captain, but today I am a glorious expeditionary force warrior." Although Clell smiled very naturally, Werlin still noticed something was wrong.

However, this is not a suitable occasion to ask, Werlin had to hide the question in his heart, patted his good brother's shoulder, and said: "I was originally planning to go to the royal capital to find you in a few days. Since you are here, let's have a good gathering tonight."

"Okay." Clell showed a relaxed expression on his face, and joked, "It's been another ten years since we last parted. I'm almost forgetting what you look like when you're drunk."

"Since you said so, then I won't drink today."

"Hahaha."