Outside the door came a procession, six knights dressed in steel armor riding majestically on brown horses. The horses also had a full set of armor, wrapped from their backs to their buttocks, wrapped in thick cloth armor stitched with pieces of iron, on which were embroidered with the emblem of the Thunder Cross in fine blue silk thread.

Church of the Goddess of Truth Thunder, Holy Body, Knight of the Patrol.

The knight was followed by a carriage, dragged by four beautiful mares as white as milk, with a steel body, steel wheels, and silver-carved angels spreading their wings on the roof of the carriage. The coachman, who was also a knight, straightened up and held the reins, his eyes under his visor staring warily ahead. A heavy curtain covers the windows and shields the prying eyes from outside.

Somehow, next to the white horse that followed behind the car, there was a heavily armed but no knightly brown horse. It can be seen that the horse is in low spirits and has hazy teary eyes.

The gates slowly rose, and the ranks entered with the sound of horses' hooves, the iron wheels screeching against the stone slabs. At this time, the old man Kiplin was thinking about why the patrol team had come to the castle more than half a month earlier, and Feige despised in his heart that the industry was incomplete without rubber, and regretted the hearing of the passengers in the car.

The knight who led the team easily jumped off his horse, and after taking off his helmet, under the blonde hair was a delicate and handsome face. Feige estimated that he should be about the same age as himself, that is, twenty-seven or eighteen, but obviously much more handsome than himself.

Oh, it should be more handsome than "Feige", so it is accurate.

"Patrol Grey Knight, welcome. We didn't get the message you were coming, what a surprise!" said Kiplin, who stepped forward with his cane.

"Gresham Gary, Inspector-to-be, please call me that. The young and the old shook hands, but the tone was not necessarily enthusiastic. "You won't get any news from this inspection, because I haven't released it at all. ”

"Oh......" Old Man Kiprin withdrew his hand, "So this time is still the same as in the past, I asked the three young men to pack up?"

"Three, aren't you a newcomer here? Where, let me see. ”

What do you mean to let you see, can't you move your eyeballs yourself? There are only six people in the Ice Peak Fortress, and they can't even see it? Are you really blind or pretend to be blind? Fei Qi is most disgusted with this kind of person, so he blocked one nostril with his finger and snorted a booger on the ground.

"Feige Hall, it looks like that's you. Gresham Gary Inspector-By-Chance, walked around Old Man Kiplin and walked straight to Feige. The knights behind him dismounted at the same time, swords in hand, as if to cheer him on. "When I heard that you came to the Ice Peak Fortress, I knew that the will of the goddess was great, and the rewards and punishments were fair and reasonable. ”

"I knew this before I came to the Frozen Fortress. ”

Ramsden burst out laughing, and was then secretly pinched by Witch Mama.

"If you know that, you should stay away from Princela. Gresham held out his hand, steel fingers dangling at the sides of Feige's cheeks as if they were about to pinch them down. "What a wonderful person she is!"

Who is Princela?, Feige rolled his eyes. There are many vacancies in the memories he received, especially the affair of the prodigal son, presumably because the old owner of this body does not want the new residents to know......

"yes, a good guy. Feige replied perfunctorily as he took a half-step back. Although he could be resurrected after death, and the people present should not let him be strangled, it was uncomfortable to watch those hands dangling under their noses.

Gresham's eyes suddenly burst into flames of anger. Could it be that Feige angered him by saying that Princela was "fine"?

Just as anger appeared in his eyes, the emblem hanging from the chain on Gresham's chest vibrate. He quickly calmed down, and even a smile appeared on his face. Feige was a little unsure whether it was better to vent his anger or change his face like a neurotic.

"Just now Kiplin said there are only three people to pack, including you?Collingwood is a nice village, but it's still too small and poor for the earl's son. ”

"I agree with you, I prefer Ice Peak Fortress, so I won't be leaving this winter. ”

"Oh, that means you've trained hard! Gresham suddenly changed his words and became serious and stern: "It seems that the people here pay too much attention to your training, and neglect to patrol and guard the surrounding area! I was attacked by griffons on the way here! Two knights were killed, and their bones fell off the cliff and could not be recovered, this is an extremely serious dereliction of duty!"

"Quasi-Inspector, we're sorry to hear this, but what's the matter with griffins? If there are monsters, we hunt them according to our duties, but we never keep or own them. Old man Kiplin knocked his cane on the ground, and his tone became serious: "Under the gaze of the goddess, only the truth can stand upright!"

"If you want to make sense? Gresham said, "The griffon that attacked was large but emaciated, and its blood-red eyes were clearly in a state of anger and sadness. Its attacks are not for food, but purely for anger. It is clear that it is either a dead spouse or a dead child. Tell me, have you killed a griffon recently?"

Old man Kiprin exhaled slowly, the Goddess of Truth Thunder had taught him not to lie. "Yes, we did kill a griffon two months ago. ”

"It's a cliff griffin, very vindictive. After you kill one, why don't you go and find its nest and root out its relatives?"

"Because...... When we killed the griffon, the griffon was burned off by the flames, and it was impossible to tell its species. ”

"Now I'm telling you it's a cliff griffon, and it's getting more and more threatening. Icecrest Fortress is to destroy the griffin and get its head before winter. Oh, just let the people who are leaving the fortress and going down the mountain to avoid the snow carry it. ”

"However, the cliff griffin cannot survive the winter here, it will either leave before the snow falls, or it will freeze to death on the mountain, and there is no need to risk it at this time. ”

"Do you want me to tell this to the widows of the Gunterpi and Ruth Knights, or their parents and children?" Gresham snorted, "The destruction of this griffin is an order, and it is your duty to carry it out. Don't worry, the reward won't be less, and I'm going to give you a mandate. I can let you go immediately. ”

Old man Kiplin shook his head: "Ice Peak Fortress is already short of people, Giles will not be able to come back for more than half a month, Kylie is injured in the arm and can't fight, and we don't have the manpower to hunt griffins here." ”

"That's what you think, and it's my job to give orders according to the patrol. You have to feel uncomfortable and hate that griffon, he attacked my people, this is where it all began. Gresham tapped his breastplate with his fist, licked his lips, and said, "No, I think what you lack is just motivation. Don't worry, I'll send someone to wait in Collingwood, and only by receiving the head of the cliff griffin can your people spend the winter there, so it's fair and reasonable, right? ”

Kiplin's old man choked with anger, and the beard above his lips fluttered with the breath coming out of his nostrils. He had many reasons that he had not yet said, but none of them were of any use in the face of orders. Keeping the Sunset Mountain Fortress safe and ensuring that the inhabitants of the surrounding villages live a normal life so that they can collect enough food for their daily life is something they must accomplish. And the Inspector, despite the word "quasi", was enough to give them the order to exterminate the griffons.

"I'll be staying here for the night, and I hope to see your men set out tomorrow morning to settle that griffon's trouble. Gresham stepped aside, "Now, let's greet Bishop of the Sacred Heart of Nathaniel. ”

"What?Nathaniel?" Kiplin, when he heard the name, was surprised at first, but soon became overshadowed by a cloud of gloom.

The Church of Truth Thunder has three main branches, namely the Word, the Body, and the Heart. The Word is responsible for opening churches, spreading doctrine and edifying the population, the Blessed Body is responsible for the battle priests and paladins and dealing with the local administrators, and the Sacred Heart is responsible for internal monitoring and assessment of external incidents that desecrate, threaten and harm the Church.

Although each section has a different hierarchy, and the Sacred Heart Bishop is much higher than the quasi-inspectors, they are not subordinate to each other. The Ice Peak Fortress belongs to the Holy Body, and the county officials are not as good as the current management.

The car door opened, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, a girl jumped inside. She has green eyes like green grass, her eyes blink from time to time, her peach-colored mouth is slightly pouted, her two long pointed ears are slightly tilted downward, and her delicate and small figure can't help but make everyone she sees feel pity.

However, she was also dressed in silver-white ladies steel full-body armor, with a heavy sword at her waist, a heavy wooden shield and three javelins on her back. This is not a delicate little girl, she is definitely a serious warrior. And on her undulating chest armor, the glittering Thunder Cross emblem was engraved. She's an elven paladin, absolutely yes.

"Your Excellency, Bishop. She said, "It's time to come down, you should have had enough sleep, right?"

"Hehe......" There was a hint of embarrassment in the laughter, and then a middle-aged man with thick black hair stepped out of the carriage. He was dressed in a loose priest's robe, the sapphire emblem on his chest was loose, and he carefully touched the ground with his pointed soft shoes before slowly loosening the handrail of the door and straightening his waist.

"Brother Kiplin, it's been a long time. I miss you so much!"

"I'd rather know where you bought your wig, just like the real thing. ”

"Really, you're old and dizzy, and this is my real hair. Bishop Nathaniel shook his head, "I asked the elves to get it for me, pure plant extracts and alchemy, combined with divine magic to achieve this effect." Do you want to learn?"

"No, I don't want to learn at all. Unless it can get the griffon we're going to catch to come down and die on its own. ”

Bishop Nathaniel passed between the two rows of saluting paladins, then rubbed past Gresham, walked steadily to the old man Kiplin, and hugged him warmly: "Although I see that you are being bullied, I can't interfere...... However, you have to remember that every training represents progress, both physically and mentally. ”

The elven girl paladin was behind the bishop's teacher, secretly sticking out her tongue at Gresham, her eyes facing the middle, and making a grimace.

Ramsden was also behind Mr. Kiplin, secretly approached Wu Mama, and whispered, "It seems to be prettier than you, so it should be a woman, right?"