"The nobles of Port Tawu, the top magnates of the United Kingdom, are just a boy who sits barefoot on the ground and grills sausages?" Broomfield was dressed in full paladin armor, with a spotless white cloak spread out behind his back, and a fully covered barrel helmet that was used as a stool to sit underneath. He stretched out his blue lobster gauntlet and hooked his index finger: "I don't know how good your skills are, give me a string to taste first." ”

There's nothing that can't be solved with one skewer, and if there is, it's twice. It was dark, the moon was bright, the night breeze was cool, the fire was blazing, the beauties were asleep in the tents, and the hungry ghosts were barbeconing outside. Feige tossed the steaming, steaming hot venison sausage into the air. "SUA," he said a spell, and the string glided slowly into Broomfield's hand like a hook.

Feige's idea of bonding with good food came true on the third day of his painting of the prison. He did not "lose" an inch of territory, and the commander of the Thunder Army and his three priest guards remained outside the circle, waiting for food from the representatives of the King's Army in the circle. While the armies of both sides are still in a phase of standoff, and the scouts are still fighting each other, at least around the circle near this border line, peace has come for the time being.

"This sausage is good!" Broomfield sighed as he crushed the meat and swallowed it, "where did you get it?"

Although the venison is wrapped in casing, it is actually very fresh. A nobleman who wanted to curry favor with Earl Hall went out to hunt, hunted a doe, and brought it back to the house still alive. Feige watched the chef process it, and the best meat was fried in butter and sent to the Count, and the rest was simply marinated with spices and stuffed into a sausage and packed into his space bag. At this time, it was less than three hours before the moment of the deer's death.

"I let the chefs eat the venison that was sent to my father and how it was returned. The hunting nobleman was reprimanded, but my father gave him two deer legs and two emeralds the size of a finger. According to the custom, it was to share the prey, accept the gift and give it back, so the little nobleman was quite happy. Fitch continued his work of roasting hot stones and sausages with hot stones, and said to Broomfield, "You can rest assured, these have been paid for, and they are made by a special chef." The cooks were also responsible for cooking for Earl Hall, and they wouldn't poison it. ”

"Poisoned? Your father wasn't like that, he was pretty rigid - I mean during the Paladin. ”

"Do you know my father?"

"It's not just acquaintance, it's familiarity. Strictly speaking, I still teach some of his paladin's classes, but I am not his official teacher. Broomfield waved a skewer in his hand as if he were wielding a whip. "I went with him on the Paladin Trials mission of the Pivot and fought side by side for two and a half years. If you talk about it, I got to know your mother before your father. ”

"If you dare to say that you are still unmarried, and that you still think about my mother, I will stab you to death with these wooden sticks. ”

"Hahaha! My youngest girls are older than you, how could they not be married? I knew my angel before I knew your mother, and if I hadn't experienced the taste of love and encouraged your father to pursue your mother, I guess you wouldn't exist. At that time, your father was so bent on making achievements on the path of the Paladin, and he had no other distractions. ”

Feiqi narrowed his eyes, "Don't think I can't hear it: you want to say that my father's pursuit of my mother is some kind of distraction?"

"Get out! I don't want to play this aristocratic word game, don't give it to me!" Broomfield waved his hand vigorously and said, "It is better not to make this aristocratic depravity a habit to take advantage of it verbally, in the purse, and in the dark, and to act according to interests rather than to exercise one's heart." I think it's a pity that your father went back to be an earl. I know your life was a bad one, but now that you're a saint and have reformed yourself, don't think about it. ”

"You should think more about the teachings of the goddess and not be seduced by the devil of hell, right?"

"Of course!" said Broomfield, "if there is only deceit between people, then the world will eventually become a world of life and death." All violence and deception, as soon as it begins, will be raised to the most brutal level, like hell. When the time comes, it will only depend on who is stronger, and there will be no communication, let alone compromise for the sake of peace. Feige, you've actually done something amazing. ”

"Haha, I won't be proud at all if you compliment me like this. Fitch tossed a new roast sausage to Broomfield. At this time, the sound of Hihisoso came from the tent behind him.

"Shhhh Feige said, "Broomfield, this matter should have a result in a few days, right? I don't have much sausage left, and I can't always serve you it." ”

"It should be almost. And your spells are so powerful, you already know everything I know, why are you still asking me?" Broomfield turned to one of his knights and said, "Tander, you go and get something to eat from me, we can't eat and drink for nothing." ”

The location of the circle was not far from the Thunder Army's camp, but it was the first time in three days that the Thunder Army had provided food to Feiqi. Soon after that Sander returned, carrying a cloth bag which, when opened, contained onions, carrots, potatoes, black air-dried meat, and a loaf of brown bread.

"There's no white bread?" Broomfield frowned slightly, and he looked at Feige, "The bread is not very good, it's not the same grade as the venison sausage you entertained, so you can just take it." ”

In this era, bread was a sign of class, and the darker the bread, the more "inferior" it was, because the white flour required more labor, more materials, and of course, the more expensive it was, representing a higher level of wealth. However, when the whole society has developed to a certain extent, when the amount of labor between the flours is not worth mentioning, and the taste of white bread does not bring amazing enjoyment, brown whole wheat flour is more expensive......

"I just like to eat this color. Feige took the cloth bag and frowned at the potatoes and carrots inside. He sighed, picked up the potato, and didn't speak for a while.

"These are for me, they are all purified, you can eat them with confidence. Broomfield said.

"The goddess has already given the strongest power in this world to the church, but it's a pity that ......" Fei Qi drew the pit sword, used its dagger state without extension to peel potatoes, and skewered them with skewers and roasted them next to the fire. Roasting and roasting, Feige said to Broomfield with emotion: "The church needs to be reformed......

"Come to church. Archbishop Don de Mipp is unlike anyone else, he has the determination and the will to change the Church and make it grow again. I understand that you have to help your family, His Majesty King Andrew is your brother, and you will definitely not be able to let go of that side, but this is not in conflict with returning to church. As the only living saint on earth, it means a lot to you if you serve in the Church......"

It depends on what kind of office it will be, and reforming the church requires a lot of work, and it is not something that can be accomplished by the title of a mascot saint. Feige said: "If the matter of the Lighthouse Territory can be satisfactorily resolved, and the United Kingdom and the Holy Three Castle return to normalcy, what you said can be realized." ”

"It's going to work out. Broomfield smiled and said, "This should be settled before the food is finished." ”

Not long after the words fell, three horns sounded from the direction of the Thunder Army camp, two short and one long. "There are messengers coming in the middle of the night, Sander, you go and see what's going on, tell them that it's not important and don't blow the trumpet in the middle of the night, especially when the messenger enters the camp, so that everyone can rest. ”

Feige smiled and shook his head. According to his observations, the Thunder Army, made up of paladins and priests, has been rigidly carrying out every order, even to the point of being somewhat cumbersome. He listened to the various message trumpets hundreds of times a day, so many that he could completely list the meaning of each trumpet. "Don't worry, this is the first time the church has organized the Thunder Army, and there is no training in this area, and it is still ......"

Halfway through speaking, Feige suddenly stopped, and Feige stood up suddenly. At the same time, a dazzling golden thunderbolt pierced the night and fell from the sky, and out of the thunder jumped a beautiful young woman, her golden hair with starlight twinkling, and her dark green robe was evaporating into the surroundings.

"Flicker?" As soon as Feige stretched out his hand, the cat teaser flew into his hand. If you don't understand whether the other party is friends or foes on this trip, it is best to deal with it from the worst perspective first. However, the flickering movement was faster, and she reached out and pointed to the ground, and a golden circle formed around the "territory" that Feige had drawn herself, and small runes made of lightning continued to rise and take off from the circle, like a waterfall flowing backwards.

"Blocking the space teleportation?" Feige said with his staff pointing at the flash, "What do you mean by that?"

"One collaboration. Flicker unfastened the clasp at the foot of her neck, then tossed aside her rain-soaked cloak, beneath her cloak was a standard suit of female paladins of the Church of Truth and Thunder, which Fitch had seen on Didrite more than once. The silver-white breastplate and skirt armor, with light arm guards and leg guards, a thick belt with a long sword and leather boots inlaid with iron plates, and the patterns of flowing clouds and thunder are all over the armor, and the overall workmanship is very exquisite. It's just that in Dedelet, Feige can feel beauty, and in Flicker, it is a threat, and at the same time there is a hint of ridiculousness.

"Don Mip prayed to me, so I came. I could have asked my angel to come over, but out of respect for you, I came in person. Oh, Don didn't know who I was, he thought I was just an angel. With a wave of her right hand, a scroll appeared in her palm. "Broomfield, this is for you, inside is the cardinal's military order and the ritual scroll of the teleportation technique, you will know how to act when you read it, if you can't confirm it, use the teleportation artifact to communicate. The Holy Three Castle is ready, and you can contact it at any time. ”

Broomfield was a little suspicious, but he slowly reached out, took the scroll, and began to inspect the sealing mud on it. The flickering focus was never on Broomfield, and she immediately looked at Feige after getting rid of the scroll, and said, "It's actually very simple, I'm here for one thing, not to let you teleport in space, and to keep you here until the envoy of the church completes his mission." ”

Feiqi took a deep breath, his previous good mood and smile disappeared, and his face was grim and cold like a sea of ice in the fifth layer of hell. The cat-teasing stick poked the ground, and the spatial power formed by the magic spell slammed into the flickering circle of golden spells. There was no sound from the impact, just a sudden shake of the earth.

Whether it's dirt, rock, or tree stumps, everything outside the golden circle is the same, split in the middle by the ever-spreading spatial rifts. Broomfield fell to the ground on his feet, then looked at Feige in surprise. If it weren't for Flicker raising a finger and using his own strength to restrain the impact, I'm afraid Broomfield would have been split in half along with the convex mountain on the side.

As a result, a second golden circle appeared, encasing the outside of the previous layer, accompanied by more golden lightning runes. Flickering said apologetically, "It's my fault that I underestimated the power of your spells and caused some of your power to leak out. However, no matter how powerful your spell is, you can't leave the circle because the level of power used is different. ”

Feige didn't pay any attention to her words, but focused on observing the circle of spells teleported by this enclosed space. It didn't take long for Xia Ni to wake up from the shock and come out of the tent, and Feige had already seen the clues.

"This is a spatial barrier with a teleportation filter key, and the runes inside belong to the divine system of the Goddess of Truth and Thunder. I didn't expect you to be not only a mercenary, but also a thief!"

"On the one hand, it is promise and exchange, on the other hand, inheritance and inheritance, Feige, what you said is actually wrong, which I didn't expect a little, I have always felt that you are very wise. Flickering was still smiling. She was about to continue, when Xia Ni suddenly lifted her veil, and hundreds of pairs of snake eyes cast their strongest paralyzing gaze at her!

Although the spatial teleportation was blocked, the gaze was not obscured. Flickering as if he had been hit hard, his head was thrown back, his hands were covering his eyes, and he took two steps back. Feiqi immediately turned the cat-teasing stick, and the magic matrix popped out in front of him, and in just an instant, nearly a hundred runes leaped into the air. Under the impact of the spell, a narrow spatial crack was torn out by Feige, and on the other side of the passage was the midnight he had left with his father.

Flickering rubbed his eyes, and put his gaze back on Feiqi, the closed circle of space was replenished by divine power, and began to press towards the center again. Fei Qi made a quick decision, took out the huge power of the top devil and grabbed Xia Ni, and threw her into the space passage without saying anything.

The passage closes behind Shani.

Flickering smiled and looked at Feige, who didn't look paralyzed at all. "Glad to see that you didn't try to enter the space passage at all, you ......"

"You're coming to keep an eye on me, and then my return to the King's Army will only lead you over and cause them trouble. Feiqi took a deep breath, and mana surged through him: "Now there is no one here that I am worried about being injured by mistake, let's start." ”

"You're welcome to try it. "You've always been smart, but you've always missed a lesson: you need to understand the power of the gods, and learn to fear and obey," Twinkle said. ”

"God can be captured, and God can be killed. Feiqi used runes to form spells as he said, "Actually, you don't understand, gods have always been ordinary. ”