The blazing midday sun shone on Unas, but it could not dispel the chill in his heart, and the disgust that lingered for a long time when he was touched all over his body by a man (although he had never been touched by a woman) for the first time.

Gordon didn't care, it seemed that he was a.

"What's that Duland? It's just too arrogant. Unas asked, feigning annoyance.

"It's just an ordinary Silver Hand Paladin, there are quite a few guys like this, you have to be mentally prepared." Gordon said calmly.

"And quite a few? Big brother, how annoying you are! ”

"I have been removed from the Order of the Silver Hand since I lost the ability to use the Light, and in the eyes of some, I am a depraved paladin and an insult to the sacred profession of a paladin," Gordon said, his eyes darkened, "but I will prove it to them, my faith may have wavered, but it has never changed, the great Light has sent you to give me a new life, and I will definitely repay the gift of the Light......"

Unas couldn't listen to a word of these gods, and hurriedly interrupted him: "Why is that Durand wearing a blue shirt, he didn't join the Beifeng Army?" ”

"The Double-Headed Eagle Robe is the uniform of the Silver Hand Knights," Gordon paused, "The current Far Mountain Monastery is under the joint control of the Silver Hand and the Northern Feng Legion, and the Lord of the Silver Hand has placed their paladins in the various ranks of the Northern Feng Legion to enhance the combat effectiveness of the army. ”

In this way, Unas also understands that the paladin is indeed a buff machine, and all kinds of blessings, auras, healing, and auxiliary spells can enhance the combat effectiveness of the team, and you always have to bring a few paladins to play team dungeons in the game.

The road ahead took a sharp turn, and when I got out of this mountain pass, the front suddenly became open, and a field appeared in front of me, and the relatively flat land between the mountains was reclaimed, and some crops such as corn and wheat were planted.

The arrival of the two men alarmed the farmers working in the fields, and they straightened up and waved vigorously at the two of them, and Gordon waved in return.

A half-year-old boy who seemed to know Gordon lifted a blue corn cob and threw it over, shouting, "Lord Gordon, please eat the cob!" ”

"It's not ripe yet, bastard!" Gordon caught it, laughed and threw it back, and hit the kid in the head, and the kid screamed "ouch", causing a burst of laughter from the farmers.

Compared to the sinister environment outside, this is truly a paradise.

"Everyone's in a good mood." Unas sighed, thinking that this should be a bleak refugee camp.

"The harvest seems to be good," Gordon waved goodbye to the farmers, "and since the return of High Lord Alexander Mograine from the Dwarven Kingdom with that sword, we have won many battles, and the remnants of the Scourge in northern Tirisfah have been largely wiped out, leaving only the tumor of the Dreadlord Bethryth. ”

"Could it be the 'Ember Bringer'?!" Unas was intrigued.

"You know the Ember Bringer, too? I thought you didn't know anything after you lost your memory. Gordon teased.

There are very few Warcraft players who don't know the name of the "Ember Bringer", which is not only the name of a sword, but also the title of the bearer of this sword, and the Grand Lord Alexander Mograini is the first generation of "Ember Bringer".

The second generation of "Ember Bringers", the High Lord Tirio Fortin, used this machete-like weapon to shatter Frostmourn and defeat the Lich King Arthas.

Legend has it that this sword burns with an unquenchable flame of light, and all undead creatures it kills are burned to ashes.

This artifact is the highest pursuit of the Paladin's profession, Unas's eyes sparkled: "Is the Ember Messenger also in the monastery?" ”

"Not necessarily, I've been out for some time, and the 'Ember Messenger' is the highest combat power of our army, and it won't sit idle in the monastery for too long."

Unas suddenly wanted to hurry up to the monastery and see the legendary holy sword, and his worries about identity were put aside by him.

The Gothic spire of the cathedral was already in view, and the two men hurried to the gates of the abbey.

The monastery had been transformed into a military fortress, surrounded by a four- or five-meter-high wall not found in the game, and a group of red-clad Beifeng legionnaires stood guard at the gate.

The two of them stepped forward to report their names, and the priest of the team did another routine spell check, but this time Unas was stopped, and the leader of the squad politely said to the two: "Any newcomers will be quarantined for at least three days, please go to the Whispering Garden for a while." ”

Unas looked at Gordon, who nodded to him, and the leader led the two of them around the wall to a piece of high ground on the right.

After a short walk and a few steps up, you will arrive at the Whispering Garden, where there are no flowers, only a few bare flower beds standing abruptly between the rows of tents.

There didn't seem to be many people stationed here, and most of the place was quiet, and the team leader randomly found a nearby tent to set him down.

When the squad leader walked away, Gordon whispered to Unas: "You rest here first, someone will come to ask you some questions, check your body, you do according to their instructions, as long as you are not infected with the plague, and you are not a spy, this is the safest place, I will come to you after reporting the military situation." ”

"Okay, there you go." Unas pretended to be relaxed and said, if it comes, it will be safe, and at this time it can only rely on improvisation.

Gordon nodded and hurried away.

Alone for the first time since the crossing, Unas didn't know what to do, he was bored for a while, but his stomach was growling with hunger, and he hadn't eaten breakfast at noon, and he now regretted returning the two hares to the dead fat man Perion.

He walked out of the tent holding his stomach and shouted around, "Hey! Is there a person who cares about rice? ”

There was no response to several shouts, and there were occasional whispers in the surrounding tents, but no one came out to pay attention to him.

"It's boring." He muttered to himself and walked back to his tent, sat down and closed his eyes.

After a while, there were footsteps approaching, Unas opened his eyes, and two people opened the curtain and walked in directly, and the small tent was instantly crowded with three people.

A middle-aged man who looked kind and kind looked bowed his head and said to him, "Hello Your Excellency, I am Hanny, the medical officer, and I have been ordered to come to examine Your Excellency. ”

"Why check my body, I'm in good health." Unas resisted.

"You can say that," Dr. Hanni said politely, "Your Excellency, this is just a routine check-up, a procedure that all newcomers have to go through. ”

At this time, the young man standing next to the doctor also spoke: "Hello, I am Lake, the household registration officer, and there are several forms that you need to fill out regarding your identity, which is also a procedure that all new recruits must go through. ”

The two of them probably saw his exquisite armor and the strong horse tied to the outside of the tent, and thought that he was some kind of aristocratic figure, and his attitude was very good.

Unas waved his hand and said to the archivist: "I don't need to fill out any forms, I have amnesia, I only remember my identity is Unas Raugard, my profession is Paladin, and I don't know anything else." ”

"Holy light, it turns out that Your Excellency is a great paladin, then Your Excellency is not under my jurisdiction, forgive me for retiring." The archivist didn't care about the amnesia at all, and didn't seem to dare to ask more.

"Then who is in charge of me?" Unas hurriedly asked.

"Naturally, it's the Inquisition." The archivist bowed slightly and exited the tent.

Tribunal? Unas began to feel uneasy, as Gordon had warned him that the Inquisition seemed difficult to deal with.

"It turns out that the adult has lost his memory, did he have a head wound in a certain battle?" Dr. Hanni was interested, and made a gesture to examine Unas's head.

Unas hurriedly dodged away: "I'm not injured, I may have acute transient memory impairment, and I don't work from time to time." ”

"What kind of strange illness is this?" The doctor was more interested.

"You can't take care of this, get on with your work."

"Then please take off your armor, and I'm going to have a full body check."

This one was a bit difficult for Unas, this full-body armor was still put on by Hal for him, and it was very tightly jointed, and he didn't know where to start.

But anyway, it was a borrowed thing, and he began to use brute force to forcibly remove the armor, and the rivets and armor pieces fell down, hehe, let that dead fat man Parian feel distressed.

Dr. Hanni was dumbfounded, this kind of full-cover armor is generally very expensive, no one would treat their life-saving equipment like this, looking at him while dismantling it, hehe smirked, either he had mental problems or people were stupid and had a lot of money.

"Please lie down." Although he didn't look down on this fool in his heart, the doctor became more and more respectful on the surface.

Unas lay on the ground, and Dr. Hanni quickly examined his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and skin, musculoskeletal, and removed a few drops of blood from his fingers, and finally bowed and hurried away.

Unlike the last time he was searched, Dr. Hanny's technique was very ingenious, and it felt like a big sword, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

Unas lay on the ground and didn't want to get up, and just as he was about to fall asleep, there was another sound of footsteps, and the curtain was lifted with a bang, and a gust of fragrant wind followed.

Unas hurriedly opened his eyes, first he saw a pair of red leather boots, and then looked up, a pair of white thighs almost blinded his eyes, and the pair of round and crystal white thighs literally lit up the tent.

I can play with this leg for a lifetime!

Unas's nosebleed almost spurted, and from his vantage point, he could faintly see the panties in the hem of his skirt.

"Staring at a lady's crotch like this, what a blasphemy!" An angry female voice came from above.

"Big White Legs" would rather risk being seen in her panties than back down, because in her heart, back down means showing weakness, so she doesn't take a step back.

Unas blushed, got up, and looked at the beauty in front of him.

This woman had to say that she was a stunner, the tight priest's robe accentuated the great curves of her chest, the fabric of the lower body was cut to resemble a high-leg swimsuit, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, and her legs were more and more slender, and the gold-patterned skirt slightly concealed the secret area between her legs.

The most dazzling thing was the silver hair of the shawl, which made her whole person exude a silver halo, and the only thing that was a little disturbing was that her delicate little face at the moment had a serious expression, and her big blue eyes were staring at Unas angrily.

"Beauty, what's wrong with me?" Unas was tempted to whistle.

"The trial court's prosecutor on duty today, Sally Whitemaynt, is here to inquire!" The beauty in front of her announced loudly.

Unaston was dumbfounded.