The Monk Monastery is the core of the Gizelle community, their church and town hall, and the sanctuary that all young people aspire to enter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Becoming a great warrior monk is the dream of most people of Giszele.

These silent and simple aspiring young people have long been accustomed to a hard and simple life, most of their lives focus on the temple practice, rain or shine to study martial arts, but also do not neglect the spiritual practice for a moment, in the Zen forest for many years of wall retreat is a test that every warrior monk has to go through, if not to find inner peace, even if the martial arts are high, they can not resist the chaotic force of the Chaos Sea.

Without exception, the warrior monks of Giszelai belong to the Orderly faction, and life in the Chaos Sea is extremely harsh on them. However, the monks loved this kind of world that was in serious conflict with their inner principles, believing that only in the face of adversity could they hone their true martial arts and Zen mind and obtain the true meaning of faith.

In Roland's opinion, these monks are all masochists, and for some reason, Emperor Mosi is particularly fond of these neurotics, and most of the people of the Chaos Sea also worship Emperor Mosi as their only idol, and have built countless temples, towers, and monasteries floating above the elemental waves to show the glory of the Queen of Cause and Effect, and through a lifetime of penance, she has firmly established her faith, and longs to one day enter the "other side city" of the kingdom of God.

The largest martial arts city built by these monks in the Chaos Sea is called "The Temple of the Other Side", which means "the projection of the city on the ground", and is the "Kingdom of God on the Earth" and "the Holy Land of the Monks".

As the premier martial arts holy place in the Chaos Sea, the "Other Shore Temple" is the base camp of the Jiszelai warrior monks, with a permanent population of no less than 100,000, and monks from all planes come to make pilgrimages from thousands of miles away.

Where there are people, there will be basic living needs such as clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, and commercial activities will arise from this. The monks who have cultivated to a high level can use their spiritual energy to reach the realm of "Bigu" and not eat the fireworks of the world, but more residents need to eat, drink and Lazar, such a big city, with such a large population, it is not an easy task to feed the residents.

"Those monks of Gis Zele are not good at business, and if they want to maintain the livelihood of tens of thousands of monasteries, they can't just rely on the donations of incense from believers, so every year they have to send a group of warrior monks to travel and practice, participating in armed conflicts in various planes of the multiverse, nominally a journey to exercise martial arts, to put it bluntly, it is a mercenary group."

Otto chatted with Roland about business.

"The followers of the 'Queen of Cause and Effect' Di Mo Si adhere to the neutral camp, you know, compared to the monks of other sects who follow the rules and have a rigid brain, the Di Mo Si warrior monk is still more flexible, and has hired a group of agents to help the monastery take care of mercenary affairs, and there is only one principle that is "not to do evil", and other transactions are easy to discuss. ”

"But you also know that this kind of trick of guarding the home and escorting the bodyguards can't make a lot of money, and if you want to make a fortune, you still have to invest in the war. I'm a broker hired by the Temple of the Other Side, and I've been busy pitching my clients to the possible outbreak of war in the Death Field. ”

"Which side are you selling the Warrior Monk Order, the Black Plum Alliance or the Red Plum Alliance?" Roland asked Otto.

"To tell you the truth, I can only sell to the Red Plum Alliance, after all, my warrior monk friends are 'not evil' in principle, it is difficult to convince them to join the camp full of undead and evil dragons, and more importantly, Kraken recruited the Zorn fleet to work for him, which completely cut off my back road, you know, the Gizelle and the Giesyankee are feuding, and my warrior monk group will never work with Zorn Gray's party."

"Unless the enemy they're facing together is the Mind Flayer." Roland added with a smile.

Otto shrugged, "Thank goodness there has been no sign of the Mind Flayer being involved in this war so far. ”

"Since you only have one potential buyer, the Red Plum Alliance, I'm afraid business will not be easy."

"Who's to say it isn't! Prince Carroll offered a price that did not match his status. ”

"You refused?"

"No, I accept it."

"That must have been a lot of kickbacks, right?" Roland asked half-jokingly.

"Uh, cough, cough, cough ......" Otto was told the truth by him, coughed embarrassedly twice, and said curtly: "To be honest, Prince Carroll is quite generous in this regard......"

"Our honorable Prince has given you a large kickback, and the corresponding commission paid to the Warrior Monks of Gis Zelai will be even less, how are you going to convince those Emperor Mosi monks to participate in this war where there is not much oil and water to be gained?" Roland knocked on the side.

Otto blinked and smiled, "Carol gave me a great suggestion. ”

"What advice?"

"Kill the Gizyankes, kill the Gizyankes, kill more Gizyankes—Prince Carol asked me to bring this sentence to the Gizelle Warrior Order, and when the elders of the Sangha learned that a large number of Gizyankees were indeed involved in this war, they readily accepted the terms of employment."

Roland couldn't help but laugh and raised his glass to touch him: "Let's toast to the wise Prince Carroll." ”

"Cheers! Kill the Gizyankes! Otto laughed.

Bang!

The tavern door was suddenly kicked open, and a group of Gizyankee warriors burst in with murderous rage.

The violent movement of breaking down the door attracted people's attention, and they looked at the door in unison, but when their eyes touched those uninvited guests who were heavily armed, people hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to face them, and the originally lively and noisy atmosphere in the hall cooled to freezing point in an instant.

In the silver sky, there are very few people who dare to look directly at the Giesyankee warriors, among them may be outsiders with unique skills and high skills, and more are fledgling hairy boys, and Roland's demeanor at the moment is very similar to the latter-looking intruder with a curious gaze, like a schoolboy visiting a zoo for the first time.

The dignity of the Gisyankees was not as oppressive as their notoriety: they were not too tall, about 6 feet on average, they were noticeably lighter, they even looked a little thin, their earthy skin was dull and rough, their sickly complexion made one suspect that they had been starving and malnourished for a long time, their gray hair was tied into pigtails, their thin faces, pointed ears, and their overly flamboyant and decorative armor reminded Roland of elves.

In fact, the ancestors of the Kisyankees seem to have a little bit of elven blood, even today, if you only look at the backs of these bandits, it is likely to mistake them for handsome elves, but from the front...... These Gizyankees are terrifying in appearance - like a group of elves whose faces have been severely burned and disfigured.