The soldier nodded.
Torento still found it a little unconvinced, so he stepped forward and lifted the white cloth to take a look. It was a square face that had lost all color, its eyes were tightly closed, and its lips were black and blue.
It was definitely the Shepherd Strong he knew.
Strong was the strongest among the several pastors in Sundberg. He was tall and strong, had good fighting ability and was a generous person. Unexpectedly, other pastors who were not as strong as him did not die, but this pastor died instead.
Torento had a good relationship with Strong, and with a touch of sadness in his heart, he carefully covered him with the white cloth again, stood up and walked towards the conference room.
The meeting room of the City Lord's Mansion was filled with gloom and sorrow.
No one was prepared for the blood-sucking monster's attack on the city in advance. It was very hasty and the blood-sucking monster and its zombies caught them off guard. The losses were too great. The city lord and the shepherd could imagine how the nobles would criticize them next.
There is a high probability that this matter will be reported to the higher authorities.
The nobles will not bear losses in vain.
In particular, they had a very favorable reason: the people from the City Lord's Mansion had borrowed their private soldiers.
Private soldiers are the private property of the nobles, and the private property of the nobles is protected by law. The city lord can use his power to forcibly mobilize the nobles' private soldiers, but he must also bear the backlash from the nobles.
If the vampire monsters had not attacked the inner city, the backlash would have been very light, and the city lord could even gain a good reputation. But the problem was that the vampire monsters unscrupulously attacked the inner city and killed many nobles, which gave the nobles an opportunity to attack.
When Torunto came in from outside, the city lord raised his head and greeted him, "Torunto, pastor, you are here. Now that everyone is here, let's talk about what happened last night."
"You should all know that Shepherd Strong fought hard last night and was ultimately killed. His soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and his private soldiers also suffered heavy casualties."
"Now you all report your battle losses."
The other two shepherds reported the numbers one after another. As expected, the damage was very heavy. But when it came to Torento, after he reported his losses, the city lord and the other two shepherds were stunned and looked at him straight.
The city lord frowned, and the frown deepened as he said sternly, "Pastor Torento, why did the others suffer such heavy losses? Even Pastor Strong was killed in the battle, but your losses were so small? Are you afraid of fighting?"
When Torento put on this big hat, his scalp tingled. He had a small head and couldn't wear it.
If the city lord makes his words come true, then he, as the shepherd, will be held responsible for what happened last night, endure the wrath of the nobles, and even lose his life.
Torento shook his head decisively, "I'm not afraid of fighting! It's because of other things that my losses were smaller than others."
The city lord finally seized an opportunity to divert the nobles' anger and refused to let it go. He demanded, "What is more important than saving Sundberg City? What made you abandon your responsibility and give up killing those damned blood-sucking monsters?"
The other two pastors also looked at Torento with scrutiny and dissatisfaction in their eyes. They had fought desperately with the vampire monsters and zombies last night and almost lost their lives. But you, Torento, are so different, right? They felt unbalanced.
Seeing this, Torento quickly explained, "Although I didn't bring any soldiers into the battle, I still contributed my strength to the city of Sundberg. Do you think you can hold off so many blood-sucking monsters with just the soldiers you have? Did you kill all the blood-sucking monsters in the second half of the night?"
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