Tron followed Old Man Kiplin to get the bait potion, and Witch Mama and Ramsden hurried to get their packing, one back to the room and the other to the storeroom. Feige was the only one left behind, and he had to wait for Tron to return, and then go to pick up weapons together.

"What kind of weapon should I use?" Feige sat half-reclining in his chair, his eyes staring at the ceiling, his thoughts racing. "I already have a Soul Reaper dagger that can be summoned at any time, and it can absorb souls directly, so there shouldn't be anything more threatening than that, right? ”

"It's safer to be ranged than melee, I don't know how to use a bow, I have to bring one with me, and a heavy crossbow is better than a light crossbow - I'll probably only get one chance to shoot anyway. Feige muttered to himself, oblivious to the fact that a figure was approaching slowly. "It's better if the griffon pounces on it, or if it's still a spear. The sword gun looks longer and more powerful, but it has a gun word on it. Since ancient times, the spearmen have been lucky and low......"

"Why are the spearmen so lucky?"

The sudden sound nearly caused Feige to roll out of his chair. He scrambled to keep his balance, and then rolled his eyes at the uninvited elven paladin: "Surprise me! Are you a paladin or a thief, why do you walk without sound?"

"Because I have soft pads underneath my boots so I don't get tired when I walk. The sound is reduced just an extra effect. The elf tilted his head slightly, and continued to ask the bottom line: "You haven't said why your luck is low?"

"It's just a superstitious statement, and it doesn't stand up to the test of truth. Or you could think I'm making up a reason for not wanting to carry a spear. ”

"Oh, I get it. But there's one more thing I want to ask you. The elf scratched his head: "As a devil, why did you come to the fortress of the goddess?"

Feige chuckled inwardly. Didn't the fork in the road promise that no one would find out, that the devil had deceived me?

No, it's a bit illogical. If this paladin had confirmed that I was the devil, she would have drawn her sword by now to destroy me. Moreover, if she had doubts, she would not come alone. The paladins outside, especially Gresham, would be more than happy to behead me, the devil. So, she's cheating on me?

Feige knew that the priests and paladins of this world had the ability to discern lies with divine magic, so he spoke in a broad (ambiguous) way: "I don't deny that I have misbehaved in the past, and that's why I'm here." Here, I will say goodbye to the past and serve the goddess with my own strength, isn't this the purpose of the Ice Peak Fortress?"

"Well, that makes sense. The Elven Paladin nodded vigorously: "The starting point of the devil is always to harm others and benefit himself, so cooperating with the devil is never a good choice. It's wise that you can see that and get rid of the devil. ”

Feiqi frowned: "I have a question: how do you distinguish the devil?

"I have a talent for this, I have been specially trained, and I have the blessing of the goddess, which is very strong. I can smell the devil in you, but it's very light, very old, and not very strong. There are three possibilities: either you have recently encountered the devil, or you have been in contact with the devil before, or you are a weak and low-class devil. ”

Feige combined his own situation and immediately understood. He is now a devil, but the percentage of his soul is very small, so his breath can easily be partially overshadowed by humans. Not using his contract magic abilities much should have helped a bit.

"In the fortress of the goddess, there are only loyal believers and paladins who can kill the devil, so there is no possibility that no devil will venture over, and the possibility that the weak devil will not be able to perfectly transform into a human is also ruled out. So you think the biggest possibility is that I have met the devil at one time...... Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with your thinking, but in reality you are ignoring a possibility. ”

"What is possible?" a pair of green eyes sparkled.

"There is a particularly powerful devil who has blended into the human race almost perfectly. Everyone in the entire fortress was deceived, and only a slight breath leaked in front of the elven paladin. Maybe it was accidental, but maybe he deliberately showed a hint of it, so as to arouse the paladin's curiosity, make her want to find out, and then slowly fall into the palm of the devil's hand. ”

"Wow, that's a good ploy, and it's a possibility I didn't expect. I think your ideas could make a fun book!" The paladin smiled happily and held out his hand to Feige, "Didriet Andomir, you can also call me Didi or Dili." That way you won't need to call me a female elf paladin in the future. ”

"Feige Hale, I will definitely become Feiqi Icepeak in the future, Master Kiplin said that I will have a nickname after the ceremony, but I don't know now. You can just call me Feiqi, no abbreviations. ”

"I've heard your legends, and almost all of them have told me to stay away from you, probably because you're a serious threat to girls. Now it seems that you must have used the power of the devil. Didriet quietly pointed in the direction of the fortress gate: "Gresham doesn't like you very much, and he keeps talking about it on the way. He should tell you what he really feels like, and then the two of you will duel in a knightly way to solve the problem, not make a mess of you. By the way, what did you do with Princela, whom he was always talking about?"

"I really don't remember exactly. The name Princela sounds familiar, but that's about it. ”

"Then you're such a scumbag. Deedriet pouted, "It's also a crime to forget the past, you know?"

"Be sure to lay the blame on the devil. Seeing that Di Li rolled her eyes, Fei Qi asked curiously, "Does Princela have anything to do with you?"

"Of course I didn't, but she's a distant cousin of Gresham's childhood sweetheart, and the two of them still have a marriage contract — that's what Gresham said. But I don't know what happened to the engagement now. If you want to know, you can ask Gresham!"

If Feige were to kill himself, he would definitely go to Gresham about it - thankfully he wasn't stupid.

Looking at the lively and beautiful female elf paladin in front of him, an interesting idea suddenly popped into Feiqi's head: "Di Li, are you free for the next period of time, can you come and help us hunt griffins?"

"I am of the Sacred Heart, not of the Holy Body, why do you have this thought?"

"Because it's good to get rid of griffins. Isn't that right?" Feige pointed his finger in his palm and enumerated the benefits of doing this: "The sooner the griffon dies, the sooner the surroundings will be safer, and the people and goddesses will be happy, and your assistance will make this matter more likely to win, as long as your martial arts are justified, and having you in the team and witnessing our efforts will also prevent Gresham from finding fault again." Most of all, though, I find you interesting and should be a good partner and a trusted friend. ”

"Okay!" Dedelet's eyes narrowed into two curved moons, and she smiled and nodded vigorously, "I'll go talk to the bishop, and then I'll leave with you tomorrow morning." ”

She turned and walked away, with a resolute attitude. After five steps, though, she turned around again. "Feige, there's one more thing to work out. You're not a member of the Sacred Heart, and you're not my superior, so according to the rules, I can't serve for free. ”

"And what do you want? I don't have any money, at least I don't think I can get your money. What do you like? Do you like to listen to stories and sing songs?"

"I can accept the story, but there can't be elves in it. Didrite turned away again, leaving behind a clear and pleasant voice: "Tell interesting stories!"

Didriet disappeared into the corridor outside the door, an unexpected help that gave Feige more confidence in the task of hunting griffins. However, how to make good use of this help still needs to be carefully considered. So Feige sat down, trying to expand his thinking, anticipate the situation, and, of course, prepare the payment for Dili: an interesting story she had never heard before.

And it's better to be able to talk about it for a month.

After a while, Tron returned, with a small bag on his shoulder that straddled diagonally to his ribs, presumably containing the potions needed for the mission. "Let's go, let's go to the arsenal. ”

"I just tricked Dedewit into coming with us—Dedewlet is the elven paladin. ”

"What?!" Tron opened his mouth wide, "How did you do that?"

"I kindly invited it, and that's it. "Feige didn't know what to be surprised by Tron. However, considering that Tron had lived an almost completely closed and militarized life in the Ice Peak Fortress since he was a child, it is understandable that he lacked experience dealing with women. "If you don't object to her joining, shouldn't you take me to the arsenal?"

"Of course not. The paladins of the Sacred Heart, although inferior to the Monster Hunters of the Holy Body, are at least qualified warriors. They can do better in other areas. Yes...... What nonsense am I talking about? The arsenal is over here. ”

The current situation is that one more person has more strength, even if it is an extra weapon, armor and weight. That's why Feige wasn't trained to use weapons, but he still had to carry them.

As planned, Fitch decisively chose a light and tough spear as his primary weapon in melee combat, and then brought a short, thick dagger with a wide serrated back for everyday use. For ranged weapons, he found a crossbow with a handle, which didn't require much strength to reload. There are two boxes of crossbow arrows, a total of twenty. It's just that he and Tron are a bit at odds when it comes to armor.

"I've seen what a griffon's claws look like, even a horse's bones can be pierced directly, and I don't think armor is of any use. Anyway, it's a state of being hit and dying, so I might as well travel lightly, and be more flexible that way. ”

"Armor isn't for you to face griffins, it's for you to see griffons alive. If the Sunset Mountains were only a threat to griffins, there was no threat. You at least know what a wolf is......"

"Same. Feige shook his head: "I've only been training for two months, and I'm actually a burden in battle, and the only effect of wearing armor is to keep me from moving." Look at the joints, look at the nails and the belts, I'm going to be killed by these things. ”

"Then ......," Tron thought for a moment, "Well, I'll find you a set of cotton armor." It's going to get colder and colder in the mountains, so you'll have to dress warmly anyway. As for the rest of the protection...... You go to Ramsden and help him carry something. Dry food and sundries can also play a protective role, hehehehe. ”

Feige thought about it for a moment and finally agreed.