"Son of God. Old Ward laughed. His laughter was not amused, and unlike the one that suddenly poked at the point of the laugh, his laughter was premeditated, a mocking laugh that he expected.

"What are you laughing at!" Knight-Vulcro had a bad face, his angular face a little grim. Night knows that it is a sign that it is on the verge of exploding.

"My knight, do not be angry, and listen to me. Old Ward said, "The people of the Holy See are the children of God, so what are the paladins." ”

Saying this, Vorcloden was stunned, he didn't expect old Ward to ask such a question.

Old Ward pressed step by step: "The paladin is the leader of the people, and the Holy See is the faith of the people, so who is the real ruler of Myenry? Pope or paladin." ”

Phoclo was speechless.

"The paladin is the embodiment of God's will on earth, so what is the Pope? Why should we believe in the Holy See?"

Old Ward looked aggressive.

"What the hell are you trying to say. Phoclo said impatiently.

Old Ward stood with a hearty smile on his face, and he said, "What I want to say is, do you know why since ancient times, the royal power of the paladins and the pope are divine rights, and there is no discord?"

Ye Wuqi suddenly understood something.

Old Ward didn't sell it, he continued: "The selection of paladins is all supported by the Holy See, so if the paladins can truly carry out their will, is the Holy See willing to respect it?"

"The Holy See! is such a hypocrite who maintains a superficial nobility that does not care about the world, but behind the scenes he controls the kingship and the divine power, and uses people's faith and dependence on leaders to consolidate his position. When the kingship and the divine power are united, what else can shake their authority?"

Old Ward's words were breeze, but everyone could hear the solemnity and seriousness in his words.

"Brush!" Folcro spear in his hand, pointed straight at Old Ward's throat!

Night has no hatred in his heart, if Phoclo is out of control, it will be a tiger out of the cage, who can stop it?

"Phoclo, put away the gun!" said Ye Wuxian, although he didn't know if the angry Falcro would listen to him, but if he hurt Old Ward's life, then there would be many secrets buried with Old Ward's death.

Ye Wuqi pinched a handful of sweat.

Old Ward looked at the cold-lit iron-clad Phoklow, there was no fear in his expression, and his graceful bearing was worthy of the previous Merlin mage, but his face did not change when the catastrophe came. This is what makes Ye Wuxian believe in him even more.

In fact, Phoclo was already extremely forbearant at this time, after all, in the city of Myrery, which has a strong religious belief, it is for everyone to slander religion.

The tip of the gun was only a few inches away from Old Ward's throat, and Falcro's eyes showed a look of struggle, obviously he was not fanatical enough to lose his mind, and he also knew that this shot would be a dead soul.

"Come, my dear Knight Phoclo. Play your knightly style, loyalty, protection, and fearlessness. You only need to poke the knight's spear lightly, and you can destroy me, the evil element who slanders the Holy See. Old Ward smiled and raised his head, baring his neck, his arms fearlessly outstretched.

"Never! When it comes to faith, I am more sincere than you! Phoclo, even if I get angry again, I have to wait for Ward to finish speaking! This is a sign of respect for Master Merlin! I order you to put your gun down!"

Phoclo gritted his teeth, stared at Foclo fiercely, and slowly put the gun down.

Ye Wuqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, Knight Franklow, I think you should be sure of your heart, what you really believe in. Ward's smile was soft and warm.

"I believe in gods! "Falclo Road.

"The gods, is the gods the Holy See, or is this young paladin in front of you?

Phocloe stared at Night Innocent and then at Ward. This question made our heart-wrenching, brave and sincere Knight Folcro stammer.

"Well, I'll ask you another way. Old Ward instructed: "The Pope said that he wants to arrest the paladin, do you obey or resist?"

"I ...... I've never thought about it. "Phocloe's mood at this moment is more than embarrassing!

"Of course you haven't thought about it! Because since ancient times, paladins have obeyed the orders of the pope, and those who dare to resist will not see the sun the next day! This is the treatment of paladins, and the doomed end of the leaders of all the people in your mouth!" Old Ward's tone involuntarily became high-pitched.

"Who would have thought that the leader did not die in the war to defend his homeland, but at the hands of the manipulators behind his own back. This is the common ending of all Augustus, all paladins as playthings and puppets. Old Ward was already in tears.

"Remember the war with the Orcs Thorn Bears? At that time, the Augustus Paladin, that is, the paladin I assisted, in order to save our defeated army in the siege, went against the will of the Pope and attacked without authorization, and as a result, ...... old Ward could no longer cry.

Such emotion should not be an illusion. The contagion of sincere feelings is extremely strong, and his sadness can be deeply felt by Night Wuxi.

"What the result. Ye Wuqi asked tentatively. He was terrified, because he didn't have to think about it to know that the fate of that paladin must be tragic.

Old Ward waved his hand to soothe his emotions, this old man's tearful appearance really made people sigh. He said: "Those past events, let's not talk about the specific details. I asked you here to tell you that the water here is very deep and you need to be careful. ”

"It's just pity for those paladins, they are all good men who strictly follow the creed of knighthood!" Ward sighed.

Ye Wuqi and Huo Jie looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

On the other hand, he seemed to be thinking about Franklow, and at this time, he seemed to wake up from a dream and return to his body. The spear turned into a silver light and vanished, and he slowly walked to the front of the night innocent, and knelt down on one knee.

At this moment, the heart of the night without hatred came to his throat. What is Phoclo doing? Is he going to tell me he's sorry? Is he still going to obey the Pope?

In fact, after the old Ward mentioned this, Ye Wuxian also faintly looked forward to Phocloe's choice. Who comes first is not only important to Phocloe, but also a matter of trust.

"Lord Paladin, I, Phoclo, swear to follow your Lord to the death. The sky is falling apart, and the death will not stop!"

The words were sonorous and powerful, and the eyes were a little moist in the moment. Although he knew that most of the reason why Phoclo was able to make such a choice was because his previous recognition from the Paladin's Sword was too miraculous, his heart was still warm to hear Phoclo's determination with his own ears.