"Hey! Friend, how do you sleep here? It's safe here, but there are plenty of beasts in the Tirisfara woodlands, aren't you afraid of being taken away by those beasts? If so, I think the beast will have a feast, after all, such a lump is enough for it to eat for a few days. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The undead Kuleman's teasing voice rang in Locke's ears.

"Oh? Is it dawn? ”

He scrambled to his feet, "Ha, I'm thick-skinned, I'm going to break their teeth." ”

"How? Kuleman, does Holy Water have eyebrows? "Locke stretched, and the legs and feet of the movers were moved.

"There are eyebrows." The undead nodded and continued, "The chapel in the mill was destroyed by the Scourge invasion, and everything was burned clean by the fire. I had been looking at the ruins last night, so I went down the hill to find Geroko from the Gallon Haunted House, and he promised me that the holy water would be delivered there in a week, and that I would pick it up when the time came. ”

Locke nodded, "That's good, when the things arrive, we'll go and solve this problem." ”

"Kuleman, I have a question I don't know if I should ask." Locke slurred.

"Say, friend, I know everything." The undead Kuleman smeared the dagger on the side, and the color of the dagger quickly turned black.

"Well, that's right, how do you become a thief? I think if I become a thief, it will be very helpful to us at the moment. Locke organized the language, but still asked what was in his mind, a very important question. After all, when choosing a character in the game, the profession is directly determined, and a character can only choose one profession. But this is a realistic world of swords and sorcery, and the thieves already have one in front of their eyes, or is it genuine, then the other nine professions should also exist, but the number is a matter of quantity, so how did they become this profession?

"It's actually a very simple question." The thief didn't even raise his head, and he didn't know where to take out a dagger, and smeared it with peace of mind.

"Let's see if you have the talent."

"Talent?" Locke was a little confused.

"How do you see if there is any talent?" Locke then asked.

"Cultivate hard until you can feel the call of certain abilities, it's as simple as that."

"I train hard every day, why haven't I been called?"

"Is there any other way?" Locke looked depressed, he was also very hardworking, but he had no choice but the Holy Light would not summon him.

"Vocational trainers, it costs a lot of gold to find them, let them guide you. But this is more difficult, the money is a lot of money, and on the other hand, it is not easy to find trainers. ”

Locke suddenly remembered that he had sworn to the Light under the guidance of his father in the Church of Tranquility, was this a guide? And the people around me have seen the Light shining on me, but why can't I use it now? Does this count or not?

"Well, I'll give you a good explanation. You know why there are people in this world who are high above and live a life of fine clothes and food. And some people can only work in the fields all day long, living a poor life? Why? On the one hand, because they are of noble birth, and on the other hand, because they have great power, and it is these forces that support their lives, but where do these powers come from? The undead Kuleman asked, looking at Locke.

Ask me? How do I know? I know a P, huh? Locke complained in his heart for a moment, I know if I still ask you?

"Some of these powers come from faith, such as paladins and priests; Some are gifts from the spirits and elements of nature, such as druids and shamans, and some are from evil demons, warlocks, etc., but these are not the point, the point is that these people are born with supernormal perception, and they can also be called supernatural, they can contact and feel the source of power from above, so these people are all strong, but most of them will only become an ordinary warrior at most even if they train hard, or the lowest level of warriors. Because only a warrior can achieve it by awakening the strength of flesh and blood in his body through his own hard training, and if a warrior wants to become stronger, he can only continue to fight and hone his experience and skills. Because of this, warriors are also the most professional people."

The undead slowed down and continued: "To become a capable professional, hard cultivation is inevitable, but hard cultivation sometimes can't become a capable person, so what about the rest of the people, then what about these people?" Either join the army, or find those powerful professionals to vassalize around them, why? Because our world is not safe, how unsafe is it? Before the catastrophe came, in Brill, my hometown town, which was the closest to the royal city of Lordaeron, the largest town in the entire Tirisfal Glades, from time to time demonic beasts broke into the town, causing huge casualties. ”

"That's a monster! Not your average beast! I remember clearly that Enrique, the guard of the town, was my childhood friend, he was a strong soldier, but in a defense against the attack of the monster, unfortunately died in the magic of the monster, right in front of me. That's just a nocturnal bat, and a lot of people died in that monster invasion, not to mention that there are dragons, orcs, humans, elves, dwarves, jackals, cavemen, etc., a large number of humanoids, and some uncivilized creatures, inhabiting this planet, and the races are not completely peaceful with each other, such as the current alliances and tribes, aren't they still fighting for territory? ”

Locke listened quietly, it is true, where there are intelligent creatures, there will always be disputes,

"As for you, Locke, I think I can understand your father now, your father has trained you since you were a child, just so that you can understand it yourself, you have to know that what you have comprehended, but it is much more terrible than through the blessings of others."

"So, Locke took advantage of this time to train hard and squeeze the potential of his body, maybe you are one step away from self-awakening?" The undead persuaded.

Locke stretched out his hands, looked at the veins in his palms, and said nothing.

The undead didn't say anything, he instinctively felt that his only friend at the moment was standing at a fork in the road, and he had done everything he could to help and say, depending on how he chose.

Influenced by his father, the paladin has always been his dream since he was a child, and he still remembers every bit of it when he was a child, so it can be said that his future awakening talent should be a paladin, but why does the holy light not accept him now? Do you have to be devout in your faith? But the instinctive Locke resisted it, this feeling was indescribable, he felt that he hated the Light very much, he felt that he was now acting more like a warrior, a warrior living freely, rather than a believer bound by the Light, could not use the power of the Light if he did not believe in the Light?

However, this idea of becoming a paladin has always been stirring in his heart, overpowering everything, and even having the idea of kneeling down and praying for atonement now. For the first time, Locke felt that it was not that he fused with Locke. Harvey, but Locke. Harvey fused himself.

Locke, who was holding back a wave of anger in his heart, brandished his long sword with both hands, slashing and slashing, venting his remaining strength.

Suddenly, my mind was inexplicably chaotic;

What am I doing this for?

I have been believing for more than ten years! Is it just going down the drain?

No! Wouldn't it be good not to use the Light? In this way, you can be a free warrior and not be bound by dogma, isn't this just what you want?

You were born a paladin! Forget what your father taught you? Have your decades of penance gone down the drain?

Only if you believe in the Light, the Light will work on you, don't you believe in the Light, and hope that the Light will inspire you?

Holy Light? What is the Light? People who live an ascetic life, is that what you want? Locke. Don't be stupid, Harvey, as a human being for just a few decades, indulgence in pleasure is the main thing.

Think about it, money, beauty, power, killing, boundless tyranny and submission, that's the life you should live, isn't it? Come on, join us, come on~

No, you can't do that! You should....

You can do that! Think about it, money, beautiful women...

Two different voices quarreled in his mind, and soon his mind was filled with negative emotions, temptation, tyranny, self-blame, guilt, remorse, repentance, remorse, anger, money, power, and beautiful women came to his heart.

Locke gradually sank into it and couldn't extricate himself, falling into the abyss of negative emotions.

His face began to turn black, the whites of his eyes turned blood-red, his eyes were densely covered with red bloodshots, his eyes were full of tyranny and resentment, and a faint black aura began to emanate from his surroundings.

Suddenly! A sense of peace arose from his heart, soothing his violently beating heart, his originally trembling body quieted down, his blood-red eyes returned to their original state, his blackened face gradually receded, revealing a pale face, and the whole person suddenly fainted.

Far away in the distorted void of the universe, the sigh of a creature echoed, and it could not be stopped for a long time.

In a blazing white light, Locke woke up, a brilliant white light linked his body, and the other end led into the distance, Locke stood up, reached out to touch the white chain, but his hand passed through the white light.

The white light passed through the arm, this feeling was so beautiful, like a warm current, slowly flowing in the body, the place where it passed was relaxed, the sequelae left by the physical exercise were gone, and the whole body seemed to be sublimated.

Locke walked along the chain of white light, and not far away he saw a large luminous body, it was hanging in the air, glowing with white light, the edge of the white light was dotted with gold threads, and it also looked like it was emitting golden light, it was like a golden-white stone. And the chain on his body connected to it, and Locke somewhat understood that it might be the Holy Light itself.

Locke walked over and stroked it, it was so soft, bathed in it like a spring breeze, Locke understood that his sudden anger just now came and went, and it was clear that the Holy Light had saved him at a critical time.

Locke's heart was filled with deep awe, he reveled in this beautiful and bright light, felt the peace it brought to him by driving away evil and depravity, and he felt like a sponge starved of water constantly absorbing the power of the light.

"Do not lose faith, child, the Light is with you, we are with you, we are always watching over you, no matter how strong the darkness lies ahead, the Light will eventually dispel him, no matter where he comes from or from which world he comes, the Light will eventually triumph over evil." A pleasant sound came, like a brass bell, and like the sound of a bell.