It was getting dark, and in the evening, the Whispering Garden came alive again, and the refugees who had gone out to work returned one after another.

Ordinary refugees who come to the monastery to seek asylum are naturally divided into two categories, those who are innocent and in good health are quarantined for a few days and then quickly placed in the monastery, of course, the monastery does not support idlers, and at the same time you have to work to become a soldier, a peasant, a worker, or an apprentice of all kinds.

The other part of the unidentified and unhealthy people will be isolated in the Whispering Garden for a long time, and even arrested or simply expelled as spies, of course, they will not be recognized as enemies and watch them starve to death, so these people will also be hired temporarily to earn some rations.

Temp workers do dirty work, but it's better than waiting to die, and after a hard day's work, people return to the Whispering Garden with their earned rations and begin to prepare the heartiest meal of the day—mostly just tasteless oatmeal mush.

Unas was woken up by a murmur, a good smell of meat permeated the surroundings, and when he opened his eyes, a pile of charcoal fire was lit in the center of the tent, and a white gas rose from the hanging pot hanging on the tripod, and the smell of meat wafted from it.

Gordon was sitting by the fire, flipping through a palm-sized, heavy booklet.

"Your alertness can only be compared to that of a noble girl growing in a greenhouse." Seeing Unas wake up, Gordon said with a mocking smile on his face.

"How do you know that the aristocratic girl is low on alertness?" Unas immediately fought back, "Are you a flower thief who specializes in hunting noble girls?" ”

"I've spent my life training and fighting, and I've never had any female relationships." Gordon didn't argue with him, and replied seriously.

"It's a boring life." Unas sighed, thinking that he also has no woman's fate, and he hasn't held any girl's hand when he's grown up, and it's also a tragedy to confess to his favorite object in college, and finally devote himself to the great cause of the game, although lonely, but the life of the game is also quite interesting.

"Boring but useful." For someone like Gordon, who comes from a knightly family, being useful is much more important than being interesting.

The topic became a little heavy, Unas was very helpless, Gordon was so young and had such a serious personality, it was rare to make some jokes, and it was seriously inconsistent with his attributes.

"The beef is ready," Gordon handed over a wooden bowl, "I didn't expect you to get these beef jerky from Erry's hand, it's his treasure." ”

Unas hurriedly filled himself with a full bowl, and drank the soup with a hula hula, no ingredients, only a little salt, and it was not fresh beef, but at the moment it was the most delicious beef soup in the world.

Unas exhaled contentedly and asked, "Erigor...... Seems to be quite rich? ”

"He is the second son of Duke Nicholas, and the wealth of the Duke's family naturally does not need to be questioned, but unfortunately that is all in the past, after the outbreak of the natural disaster, everything has come to naught, and their family's territory is now occupied by the Scourge Legion."

"No wonder a little beef jerky has become the treasure of the duke's second son." Unas sighed in his heart, another poor man whose country was ruined.

"It is no secret that there is a shortage of food in the monastery, and the price of beef that is not contaminated is higher than gold."

"By the way, do you know a girl named Lulu, with short brown hair, who should be tall." Speaking of food shortages, Unas suddenly remembered the girl who lent him his black cloak and hurriedly sounded.

Gordon shook his head and asked suspiciously, "Why are you looking for this girl?" ”

"She lent me a cloak...... Unas told Gordon about cause and effect.

"You mean the cloak?" Gordon raised his voice and gestured to the black robe hanging to the side.

"yes, what's the problem?"

"I have already checked it when you were asleep, this cloak is made of ice web spider silk produced in the Northland, which can defend against ordinary swords, water and fire, and more importantly, ice web spider silk has the strange effect of self-cleaning, which is very precious, this cloak is worth at least two thousand gold, not ordinary people can have."

Unas was amazed, stood up and took the cloak to check, the large area of blood on his chest and abdomen had indeed dissipated a lot, and it seemed that the self-cleaning function of the ice web spider silk had begun to take effect.

I didn't pay attention to it before, the workmanship of this robe is indeed very exquisite, the material is smooth, although it is called ice web spider silk, it is not ice at all to the touch, and the warmth effect is estimated to be not bad.

What is the identity of that girl named Lulu? She doesn't look like a noble lady at all.

"I'll let the guard in charge of the Whispering Garden keep an eye on that girl for you, something so valuable must be returned to its rightful owner." Growing up under the dogma of knights, Gordon would not be tempted by a piece of clothing, even if it was worth a thousand dollars.

"Naturally, I'll pay attention to it myself." For some reason, Unas couldn't forget those big eyes that were godless and a little hopeful, "But before I found her, I used it first, and it was a waste to put such a good thing away." ”

Gordon nodded, no objection, he closed the booklet in his hand and put it in his arms, took a long package beside him with both hands, and said, "I have two things to give you." ”

Unas craned his neck, and Gordon unwrapped the long package, revealing a huge two-handed warhammer, the silver head of which was etched with a square rune, which looked a bit like a Korean character, and the blue leather wrapped around the sturdy hammer handle, almost identical to the weapon of the paladin Durand they had encountered on the mountain road.

"This Fist of Verrigan is a weapon that I was given at the sanctification ceremony, it has a strong affinity for holy light, and it can increase the power of the holy light spell to a certain extent, and it is just an ordinary hammer for me now, so I gave it to you." Gordon raised the hammer with both hands and solemnly handed it into Unas's hands.

Unas is hypocritical to be polite again, he hurriedly took it, his hands only felt a sink, much heavier than expected, tried to swing a few times, the body was staggered by the hammer, the strength was not enough, the center of gravity was unstable, this hammer was too heavy for him, it was okay to use it as a staff without moving, and it was a burden to go into battle to kill the enemy.

He smiled awkwardly at Gordon, not knowing whether to give him the hammer back or not.

"You don't seem to be able to use your holy energy to strengthen your body."

"You mean to use 'King's Blessing'?"

Gordon shook his head and turned to ask, "In your mind, what do you think is the light of our faith?" ”

"Is it energy?" Unas replied uncertainly, he didn't believe in the Light, and it was the system god who gave him the right to use his skills.

"There is such a saying," said Gordon, after a pause, "some say that the Light is a deity, some say that the Light is a life, and some say that the Light exists only in our hearts, and that the various Orders have their own theories, and that it would be impossible to talk about their theories for three days and three nights. ”

"Everyone can have their own path of light, and for me, the light probably means protection, so when what I protect is broken, I also lose the light."

"You are fortunate to be a saint and are born to use some holy light spells, but you must also find your own way of holy light and let the holy light truly work for you."

"Hmm......" Unas nodded with a nail.

Gordon took out the heavy booklet from his bosom and said, "This is my holy deed, the first half is my transcription of some sacred scriptures and the creed of the paladin, and the second half is my understanding of the holy light, which can be said to be my practice diary. ”

"Now I'm going to lend it to you, and I hope you'll learn something from it," he said, handing over the palm-sized deed, "and then give it back to me when you have your own." ”

Unas was a little moved, which represented Gordon's unreserved trust in him.

He solemnly held the holy deed in his hand, the cover of the book seemed to be made of some kind of metal, the cover was a golden cross engraved with runes, a red diamond-shaped crystal was inlaid in the center of the cross, the whole book was held in his hand, and there was a faint touch in the heart.

I don't know what to say the words of gratitude, Gordon spoke again: "Lord Tairosos and Lord Ethanlien have decided to send troops to destroy the Dreadlord Bethrys, and Lord Tairosos will personally set out on the expedition, and I will set off at dawn tomorrow, I am the discoverer of the Dreadlord and will lead the way as a vanguard." ”

"In such a hurry?"

"The soldiers are fast."

"I'll go with you!" Unas rushed out, not to mention the favors of Tairossos, Gordon and Errigor to him, he himself also wanted to seize the opportunity to gain some experience, and it was the king to upgrade and strengthen his strength quickly.

"I need your help too," Gordon nodded and patted him on the shoulder, "By the way, how did your armor be dismantled and messed up, I helped you fix it briefly, but unfortunately those dwarven blacksmiths are gone, otherwise if you hand it over to them, the dent on the back of the breastplate can be repaired intact." ”

The pieces of the whole body armor were neatly stacked in a corner of the tent, but I didn't expect Gordon to be a part-time blacksmith, if in the twenty-first century, he would definitely be named the all-powerful male god.

However, Unas also found it strange that since he entered the Abbey, all he has seen has been humans, just like the Scarlet Abbey dungeon in the game.

It's not a bad thing for other races, elves and dwarves don't have a single hair, and both races are very friendly to humans.

After the outbreak of war in Lordaeron, both Quel'Salas and Ironforge sent a lot of reinforcements, and the number of elves and dwarves stranded in Lordaeron should be quite large.

He couldn't help but ask, "Why are the dwarven blacksmiths gone?" ”

"Some time ago, General Abydis issued an expulsion order, the monastery no longer accepts any other race except humans, and the dwarves and elves have been expelled from the monastery, which is simply nonsense and self-debilitating!" Gordon's tone became intense, and it was clear that he was unhappy with Abidis's approach.

"The other adults just watched him do it?"

"Lord Terosus is very strongly opposed to this decree, but unfortunately in the Council of Five, only Lord Mograine the Ashbringer supports him, Dasohan has always remained neutral, and Ethan Lien supports Abydis, and the Council is deadlocked, but the order has already been carried out first, and Lord Tairosus has to send people to build a stronghold on the edge of the Poison Canyon to contain the expelled aliens."

"Spider Canyon? Was it the green meadow we passed on our way up the mountain? "The name of the place, Unas, was very impressive.

"That's the entrance to the Poisonous Spider Canyon, although the Poisonous Spider Canyon has not been invaded by the undead, but the giant poisonous spiders in the valley are not easy to mess with, but now they can only survive there." Gordon sighed.

It seems that Abydis inherited not only Gariss' army, but also his racism, what an evil villain.

"Don't talk about these worries, you have a good rest, and we will leave early tomorrow morning." Gordon stood up to leave.

"Wait, you teach me how to wear this full-body armor." Unas hurriedly stopped him.

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