Seeing Old Ward this time was different from before, under the leadership of the little demon Gera, Night Innocent met him in Old Ward's laboratory.

Old Ward's lab was a mess, and many of the experimental materials were piled up haphazardly, like a freshly baked garbage dump. Seeing this scene, Huo Jie's most familiar thing is Huo Jie, the former star lord he met in the alien space, isn't his laboratory also so messy? Huo Jie's eyes are full of longing, his thoughts linger in the starry past, and the memory of that fragment seems to be with the old man's dreamlike disappearance with the Milky Way, and the star Han will always exist. The feeling was so wonderful that Huo Jie seemed to see more, obviously he was in a state of fainting at that time, but now he experienced the ultimate wonder of being intoxicated.

"Mage Merlin, there's something. Old Ward, who was buried in the middle of a pile of medicinal herbs, suddenly raised his head, raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and then lowered his head again and was busy with his own business.

Originally, because of the accumulation of medicinal herbs, Ye Wuqi had not found the figure of Old Ward for a while, and he suddenly appeared, making Ye Wuqiu stride over.

"Old Ward, you said Huo Jie. He doesn't just have something, his talent is simply earth-shattering. Ye Wuxian smiled.

"No hatred, how can it be so exaggerated. Huo Jie said modestly.

Old Ward put down the unknown strange thing in his hand, he returned to his old appearance, stared at Huo Jie carefully for a long time, and then waved his hand and said, "Don't be modest, the paladin's words are not exaggerated at all." ”

Huo Jie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Old Ward, who suddenly turned around: "Speaking of which, my great paladin, why are you here this time?"

Ye Wuqiu said seriously: "Old Ward, I'm here to ask you some questions. ”

"Geral has already told me your intentions, how about it, did the Holy See slap you in the face mercilessly?" Old Ward looked teasing, and then saw that Ye Wu was not resentful, and sighed: "But you don't have to feel too much that your dignity is challenged, compared to the previous paladins, your situation is not bad." Do you want to know why?"

"Why?" The night is stunned, his situation is good, so how do other paladins have to suffer?

Old Ward continued to do his own experiments, the movements of his hands did not affect his language thinking, and he poured the medicinal juice that had been refined in his hand into the jade bottle and said, "Do you know why the Holy See has disappeared so much and ignored you, the newly appointed paladin? ”

The night was stunned, and then suddenly, and finally happy. These three expressions changed on his face one by one, and it looked quite funny.

But no one cared about it, because they all smelled it out!

"Paladin, that's all I have to say, it's up to you what to do. Old Ward tossed the vial to Geral, who poured the potion into the jar carried by the goblin Timmy beneath him with disgust.

As soon as Gera finished pouring the potion, she hurriedly flapped her wings and fled far away, as if something incredible was about to happen. However, it turned out not to be his hope, and there was no movement in the jar.

But the ugly goblin Timmy laughed so hard that he laughed at Gera unscrupulously and said, "You're too cowardly, quack, it's really rare to see someone like you in a hundred years, quack." ”

Jera wasn't ashamed, it just tentatively leaned over and muttered, "No, according to the previous practice, it should have exploded this time, did it succeed?"

With that, his little head was about to reach out to the mouth of the can, and he heard a "bang!" sound, and one of Jera and Timmy flew out like a broken kite, and the other like a rolling gourd.

"As expected......" Gera let out such a wail as she flew.

Old Ward sighed and said, "Failed again." ”

Ye Wuqi couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene, he was very excited because he had just gotten the good news, he looked at Old Ward, although he sighed, but to be honest, he didn't see how sad Old Ward was.

Night Wuqi knows that Old Ward is hiding his concern for himself under his indifferent appearance, and the reason why he has such emotions may be that, as he said, he has always assisted the paladins, so he loves the house and Wu has feelings for all the paladins.

"Paladin, I have a gift for you. Old Ward said with a sudden smile.

The night is not hateful, wait and see.

Old Ward casually threw a walnut-like object from his cuff and said, "Take this to the Templar Order to find Knight Graemy, I think he can give you what you are eagerly awaiting for you." ”

Night Innocent and Hodje Folkloe looked at each other, talking about the Templars before they came here, and at this moment the old Ward mentioned the Templars, is this a kind of unpredictable prophetic ability?

He knew that the help of old Ward was indispensable for him at this moment, so he was full of hope and joy while grateful.

After exiting the library, they headed straight for the Knights Templar's quarters, which were adjacent to the Paladin's Temple, with a large school grounds and dense tents showing a strong military atmosphere.

At the end of the school yard was the stable, where a group of horses were snorting leisurely.

As soon as they entered the gate of the Knights Templar, they were stopped by a burly knight in silver armor, who snapped and gave a military salute: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Knights Templar, and no one is allowed to enter." ”

As soon as Phoclo wanted to say something, Ye Wuqi's action directly made him hold back his words, only to see Ye Wuqiu simply and rudely raise the Paladin's sword in his hand, the knight's eyes widened, and he immediately knelt down on one knee in a panic and lowered his head and said, "Welcome His Royal Highness the Paladin!"

"Please, knight, take me to your chief. ”

"Yes!"

The knight's gaze was hot and fiery, and Ye Wuqi clearly felt his reverence for himself, and sure enough, the paladin still existed like a leader to the loyal people who believed in the way of knighthood.

On the school grounds, the Templars were in full swing, few in number, but all of them were very skilled, and they were full of enthusiasm to see the night.

The knight chief Pierre had a cigarette in his mouth and lazily cocked his leather boots on his desk, and there were two other people in the room, one of them was well-proportioned and athletic, and his face was angular and decent, and the other was short and thin, and his magnificent knight's uniform was not without the slightest sassy and straight of others, and the long scar that stretched from the corners of his mouth to the back of his ears made his face even more terrifying.

"What do you think about the birth of the Paladin? Knight Captain Pierre casually flipped through the financial statements of the entire Order and the notifications of recent missions, and spat out gorgeous smoke rings.

"What do you think we should do?" the good-looking knight's name was Jessica, and he was sitting on his knees, maintaining his usual strict demeanor and discipline.

"I'm not asking you, I want to hear your opinions. Pierre glanced at Jessica and leisurely dusted off his cigarette ash.

Jessica's face was expressionless, and she said, "You have the final say, and you are the one who negotiates with the presiding judge, why do you ask us these questions that are beyond our authority?"

Pierre smiled: "The birth of a paladin is not a trivial matter, the whole city is jubilant, you look at the fireworks burning on the castle, you look at the newly published books." The position of the paladin has been vacant for some time, and the people have found their long-awaited spiritual home, do you still think this is a trivial matter?"

"It's not a small thing, Chief Knight, it's a good thing. Jessica replied with a smile.

Pierre, who seemed a little tired of this kraft candy conversation, stopped talking, but squinted at Jessica for a long time.

Jessica was unimpressed.

"And what do you think? Grami?" Pierre turned to another person.

Gremie's gaze was as fierce as a white tiger, this was not intentionally pretended, and those who knew Graime knew that the murderous aura that naturally rose without intent was harvested from the pile of corpses.

"Knight Chief, whether the Paladin is born or not has nothing to do with me. Gremie's voice was a little hoarse.

An interesting look appeared on Pierre's face, and he asked, "Would you rather keep with the same as before?"

"The contemptible person is old, and he is nostalgic for the old, so it's business as usual. Gremie didn't pay any attention to Jessica's angry gaze next to him, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Good!" Pierre took out a stack of silver bills from the drawer and handed them to the two of them, "Take these back to improve the food for the brothers, this is also the intention of the presiding judge." Now that the Holy See is in some trouble, he can't spare the air to control the paladin for the time being, if he makes any moves, you are optimistic about the brothers below, don't cater to it, everything will be fine. ”

As he said this, Pierre squinted and exhaled a large pile of smoke.

Hearing this, Jessica's eyes dimmed a lot, although he could see his anger, but after hesitating for a moment, he still ended up with a silver bill and stuffed it in his pocket.

On the contrary, Grami, on the other hand, was much more direct, he took the money without hesitation, pinched the corners and counted them, then got up contentedly and said "thank you" coldly, and walked out without looking back.

Pierre spread his hands innocently, then snuffed out the cigarette and said to Jessica: "The tragic fate of the paladin has been doomed since his birth, and this is tacitly understood by you and me, who have real power, and the paladin is simply supported by the Holy See to rule the people of the whole city of Myenry. You don't have to be angry with anyone, you don't have to be unfair to anyone, if things can be influenced by your emotions, then you are the pope. ”

Pierre stood up and looked at Jessica, who was pale, and said, "There is only one master in Myrey, and that is the Pope. ”