The prosperous upper town of Baldur's Gate, merchants from all over the continent of Faeron and the nobles of the city, and the upper class of commoners walked the marble-paved streets, they were brightly dressed and elegant, and occasionally stopped to whisper to the people on the street, talking and laughing and behaving in a graceful manner.

But at this moment a loud trumpet sounded over them, and all of them stopped moving, and their good upbringing did not cause them to flee like paupers, but looked with a puzzled gaze at the gate that connected the port and the upper town behind them.

Led by two rows of Yanquan mercenary groups riding tall horses appeared in their sight, although the armor on their bodies was a little old and somewhat damaged, but they still stood tall and walked in slowly and vigorously.

Behind the Yanquan Yong Mercenary Group, there were two rows of priests with solemn expressions, they looked even more miserable than the Yanquan Mercenary Group in front, the armor was broken and stained with blood, most of them were still seriously injured, and they could only limp and walk with the support of their companions, but their eyes were very firm, and the momentum they exuded was like a sword out of the sheath, which made people not have the slightest contempt.

Behind the clergy were groups of Baldur's Gate patrol soldiers, pulling simple wooden carts, on which lay faces of immature or old, each of them very clean, not a trace of dirt in sight, their hands folded on their chests, holding a weapon full or notched, they just could not wake up again.

"Carlos!" "Oh no, my son!"

The cries of grief gradually sounded, and some people could not help but rush forward when they saw the corpses lying quietly on the wooden cart, but they were soon stopped by the patrol that had been prepared for a long time, and pressed them to the spot by force, a little violence, the patrol knew that these people might be the parents or lovers of those warriors who had died in battle, but now was the time to show bravery and glory, and no one could and could not stop it.

At the back of the line, the wooden cart grew larger, and the corpses on it changed from humans to gnolls, kobolds, ogres, and the residents of the upper city covered their mouths in fright when they saw the corpses of so many wild monsters, but when they saw the corpses of demons thrown in the iron cage at the end of the line, some of the timid people even closed their eyes and screamed.

Now that everyone knew what was happening, the crowd began to consciously follow the long procession ahead, and many of the poor people living in the port area also came to the upper town and followed the convoy.

The vanguard of the Flame Fist Mercenary Regiment came to a halt in front of the council chamber at Baldur's Gate, and the other clerics who followed also lined up, surrounding the remains of their companions in the center, while the bodies of the monsters and demons were still behind the line.

"Ladies and gentlemen of Baldur's Gate. Today is an exciting day! In front of the council chamber, a middle-aged man with a big back was already waiting in front of the door, and at this moment he saw the army return triumphantly, and let the mage behind him bless himself with a amplification technique.

"The warriors who guarded Baldur's Gate before me have succeeded in eradicating the evil that hides in the shadow of the Thousand Needles Forest, and they have exterminated a group of wild beasts that seek to persecute our lives and property. Look inside those cages, they're full of filthy and wild corpses. These corpses will be crucified in the most visible position in front of the Baldur's Gate, reminding those with bad intentions that this is what happens to enemies of Baldur's Gate! ”

"As a token of my gratitude to these warriors, on behalf of the High Council of Baldur's Gate, I would like to reward all those who set out on the expedition with 20 gold coins, and those who died in battle will be compensated twice! Now let us rejoice, the great Baldur's Gate will be conquered, and our enemies will be destroyed! ”

The parliamentarian's speech was subdued and impassioned. The blood of ordinary people was mobilized in an instant, and they suddenly felt that the power of their city was very powerful, and even the powerful ogres, trolls, and even powerful demons could be killed. No matter what happens in the future, as long as the Supreme Council of Baldur's Gate is sent out casually, the army can be easily swept away.

"Damn politicians." Ling in the middle of the team pouted her lips dissatisfied, she was very unaccustomed to those hypocritical and high-minded faces, the most powerful in this battle were the temples, and the most deaths were also the temples, and those people in the Yanquan mercenary group were just assisting on the side, killing the lonely, there were not many people killed in the battle at all, but ordinary people couldn't tell the difference between the temple and the government power, so in the mouth of the councilor, it seemed that all the credit was theirs. As for the post-war pension, there is actually no temple matter, because those Templars and paladins who died in battle are all members of the temple and are completely under the jurisdiction of Baldur's Gate, and Baldur's Gate naturally does not have to bear their burial after death or the future life of their families.

Yacostel pulled Ling's hand and shook his head at Ling, he knew very well the virtues of those politicians, but the reason why the temple acquiesced to these is probably the agreement they reached before it appeared, in fact, the priests are a group of very poor people, they live a poor life, fight against the most evil and powerful enemies in the world, they have lost their freedom, they have lost their enjoyment, the only thing they have is faith in the gods, if one day they even lose their faith, These people will either become madmen and become the most terrible enemies of the darkness, just like the black knights.

Half an hour later, the procession in front of the council hall gradually dispersed, and Archbishop Chasm invited Acoste to the Temple of Justice, which is much larger than the temple in the town of Belgoust, with a statue of a god more than 6 meters high, and the pillars of the main hall are made of an alchemical substance similar to cement, with dozens of huge floor-to-ceiling mirrors inlaid with various colored gems, giving people a sense of splendor.

"This is your quest reward, half-elf, you provided the right information, although we have suffered heavy losses, but there is always a price to pay for destroying evil, I believe that they will not dare to appear again for a period of time in the future. Okay, if there's nothing to do, you can leave. Chasim's face was not very good, but you can imagine what a headache it was for the previous high-ranking lich, he took out a wooden box from the space bag in his sleeve and threw it to Acoste, and then waved his hand tiredly and walked into the depths of the temple.

"What is this?" Doris was the first to lean her head over, and she followed Acoste after the battle, and when Acoste noticed that there was an extra tail in the team, they had already entered Baldur's Gate.

"What are you looking at, and besides, you really don't want to go back?" Acoste angrily pushed back the little head that had come over, thinking to himself that Doris must have sneaked back, and it would be difficult to explain if the other party's parents thought that they had been abducted and sold.

"Of course not, those places are suffocating, and besides, I'm not welcome there," Doris said, her voice lowering her head, her voice getting softer and softer, and the last sentence was almost inaudible, and just as Acoste leaned her head over to hear clearly, Doris raised her little hand and gave Acoste a head back. "What's the matter, Miss Ben is going to join your adventure party now, hurry up and applaud and welcome, and tell you that I am very powerful, and you can't find it with a lantern."

"It's you, cut." Acoste instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he saw Doris's watery and slightly pleading eyes, his strong heart instantly softened. "Okay, okay, even if it's you, but you have to think clearly, we may encounter very powerful enemies in normal times, and we may die at any time, and we will go to a very distant place, maybe far away"

"Shut up! You're not bothered. Just as Acoste was chattering with Doris about the adventure, Doris interrupted loudly without giving Acoste face, and Acoste's face suddenly turned red, annoyed by a nag, this can't bear it.

"Enough for the two of you. Let's go to the Brilliant Tavern for dinner first, I'm dying of hunger! And I've been eating bread lately, and it's been a long time since I've eaten that store's signature roast chicken! Seeing that the two were about to upgrade from a literary fight to a martial fight, Ling immediately took out the demeanor of her eldest sister, hurriedly came forward to mediate the two, and pushed Yacoste to walk out of the door. Lavis pulled Doris, who was still angry, to follow, and Li Qing smiled bitterly and followed

"It's nice to be young, isn't it?" Not long after the group left the Temple of Justice, Archbishop Chasim turned out from the depths of the temple again, looking at the direction of Yacoste's departure and muttered to himself.

"Yes, that half-elf is very unusual, but what I care more about is the little girl with the same silver hair, she looks very divine [physical manifestation of perception explosion], why don't you let them join the temple." On the empty temple, a voice suddenly answered Chasim.

"Boggs tried, but the half-elf kid didn't seem to like the temple very much, so he refused." Chasim replied with a smile, a look of pity in his eyes.

"Foolishness! It is their honor to be able to contribute to justice, and even if they don't understand it, don't you understand? The voice suddenly became stern, and he rebuked Chasim, who only smiled noncommittally.

"Old friend, this is the difference between me and you."