"Father, perhaps because he has been too old in recent years, he has not been able to do things as neatly as before," Ron said in a slightly disappointed tone, "The people of the Shadow Regiment have already brought back information, and most of the Holy See's troops have been requisitioned to Ironstone City. ”

"Iron Rock City?" The giant axe man was obviously a little incredulous, that remote city had been quiet for many years, and people had long forgotten its existence, and now that the Holy See had just captured the Void Ancestor City, it had transferred the strength of the brigade here, could it ......

The giant axe man seemed to think of something, and his face became ugly.

He had also heard a little about the legends of the demons, but he had heard them from ancient books or other people's mouths, and he had never seen the demons himself, nor had he ever seen the horrors of those hellish monsters with his own eyes.

But judging from the Holy See's approach alone, it is clear that the people of the temple believe that defending against the demons is a more important and urgent matter than conquering the continent.

"Is it the demon of the barren land?" The giant axe man doesn't particularly care about the history of the continent, because he thinks that history is all things in the past, he only cares about the present, or only cares about his own legion, as the deputy commander of the seventh legion, he has extremely strong combat ability.

Whether it's solo, or leading an army.

The giant axe "Cazorla", known as the blade of the Seventh Legion, is known as Ron's arm along with Yazov.

"I guess, it's a new kind of monster......" Ron roughly described the dragonman's appearance: "teeth, pointy, claws, long, scaly ......"

Cazorla raised an eyebrow, "Sounds like a monster in a normal myth or legend." ”

"I'm not very good at describing other people's appearances, in short, it's a terrible thing. Ron shrugged his shoulders indifferently, whether it was a demon or a dragon, in short, he couldn't break through Iron Rock City in a short period of time, and before the Holy See's army withdrew, the crisis in Iron Rock City didn't need others to worry about at all.

"Let's let the Holy See's army confront those monsters, don't those red-clothed bastards always call themselves God's spokesmen, and things like destroying evil are of course rightfully attributed to them," Cazorla seems to be in a pretty good mood, although the enemies of the enemy are not called friends, but they can always reduce the threat to themselves by attrition to each other, "No matter who is the winner in the end, it is our enemy anyway, and there is no difference between facing monsters and facing the Holy See!"

"Come to think of it this way, I'd still prefer for the Holy See's army to defeat the monsters, after all, human faces don't look too disgusting. Ron stared at the plundering ship in the distance, there was no land to plunder in the nearby sea, and the soldiers under his command could only explore farther away, this voyage took half a month, he watched the ship approach the dock: "I hope this harvest can give me some surprises." ”

......

The cold wind howled, mixed with snowflakes passed by the window, and a thick layer was accumulated in the doorway, and the lights in the room were very dim, and even the sky light outside the window was blocked by thick curtains.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, like a mixture of rotting flesh and blood, and there was a strong smell of medicine among them, and several gray-haired old priests gathered around the bed in the center of the room, their faces a little gloomy.

On the bed lay a patient covered in gauze, with almost no parts of his body intact, like a tattered sack, almost indistinguishable from a corpse if it were not for the slight rise and fall of his chest.

"Still can't do it?" asked a red-clad priest standing in the shadows in the corner of the room.

"The damage to the body is so large that even the internal organs are out of place, and it is not yet certain whether there has been a serious blow to the brain. One of the old priests shook his head, his voice hoarse, "The little vitality that remains is completely supported by the will. ”

"What about the drugs?"

"It didn't work. ”

"Wounds of this magnitude are almost impossible to heal, and even if you barely save a life, your future actions will be restricted, and the bones in many places will not be repaired," the old priest said in a heavy tone, "that is, even if he survives, he will not be able to fight again." ”

The red-clothed priest pondered for a moment, and said expressionlessly: "A paladin who can't fight has no effect on the Holy See. ”

Hearing the deep meaning of the priest's words, the old priest cautiously asked, "Do you want to perform the inheritance ceremony?"

"The conditions here...... It's a little shabby," the red-clothed priest was a little hesitant, the requirements of the inheritance ceremony were very harsh, even if it was carried out in the temple, there was a great chance of failure, not to mention that it was now in the difficult conditions of Iron Rock City, "But there is no way, while his blood is still active, prepare as soon as possible!"

"Do you need to report to the archbishop?"

"I'll report it, you guys do your own thing. The cardinal priest glanced at the paladin lying on the bed, "Write down his name and send him to the temple." ”

"His body will be sent to Valhalla, where it will be worshiped and worshiped by the faithful and priests. ”

The priests nodded, their eyes changing when they looked at the paladin lying on the bed again.

It's like looking at an inanimate, cold object, not a living person.

"I'll have someone prepare the altar needed for the succession ceremony," the cardinal priest said word by word, staring into the eyes of the old priests, "Don't waste the only resources left on the paladin." ”

......

"It's my territory ahead," Rand said, standing on the bow deck of the ship, pointing to the outlined walls ahead, "it's the town of Cabins, where my soldiers fought off the beasts and enemies that would invade last winter. ”

Old Sopa held on to the railing of the boat, and he sighed, he really couldn't understand why he had followed Rand to the air ferry in such a daze.

Perhaps it was because Rand's identity was indeed convincing, or perhaps it was the confidence in Rand's words that moved the elder Sopa, or perhaps as the deadline approached, the elder Sopa fell ill and rushed to the hospital, in short, he left everything in the workshop and came to the empty ferry territory.

"Lord Rand, I regret it a little. Old Sopa looked at the approaching walls, "I regret that I ran here in such a daze, and if you are deceiving me, I have no way to claim my loss." ”

"You mean, we should have signed a contract beforehand?" Rand smiled, "It's not like the Imperial City's style. ”

Old Sopa pursed his lips and did not speak.