"What?"

"How is this possible!"

"Oh my God, I see!"

Old Fordin, Old Mograini, and the Grand Prosecutor all showed surprise on their faces, and Darien's face showed disbelief. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Their mouths were wide open, their eyes wide open, and their hearts were shocked. Only Tyran, who was seriously injured and unconscious, did not know what was happening around him.

Olivia said, "The dead High Lord of the Scarlet Abbey, Renaud Mograine, was lured to fall by Banazar and killed you in that battle, High Lord Mograine. And the fanaticism of the Scarlet Crusaders today was also instigated by him. Everyone, including you, the Grand Prosecutor, was blinded by him. And now, he is lurking in Stratholme, carrying out a secret conspiracy. ”

Olivia's words were too much information and shocking, and several paladins present were in disbelief and thought about it for a long time.

But when they think about what they have experienced, they realize that what Olivia said is true.

"D'Asohan...... It turns out that he is dead! The culprit of everything is the Dreaddemon Lord Banazal. Olivia, Master Sean asked you to tell us this, did he have his own plan? Old Fording looked at Olivia.

The other paladins also looked at Olivia.

Olivia nodded, and then said, "Sean hopes that you can join him in secretly infiltrating Stratholme and completely killing the Dreadlord Banazal. ”

Old Furding frowned and said: "The Dreaddemon King cannot be killed in the mortal world, he can only be banished to the Twisted Void, and even this is very difficult, after all, every Dread Demon King is an immortal legend." ”

Olivia shook her head and said, "Sean already has a plan, he has a way to kill Banazar completely, as long as we can unite and cooperate." ”

Old Mograini sighed: "It's a pity, Isenlian and I are both dead, and I only hope that we can guard the Chapel of the Wish of Light in the form of souls, and there is no way to kill Banazar with you, avenge the dead and blinded paladins, and avenge ourselves." ”

The Grand Prosecutor also nodded, this was his greatest wish now.

Olivia frowned and said, "Sean didn't expect that the Grand Prosecutor would actually die, he thought that you would not die, but was persuaded by the Grand Lord Tirio to rebuild the Silver Hand Knights with the Grand Lord." As for the Grand Lord of Mograini, Sean has a way to make you not weaker than before, and still be able to fight at the forefront and take revenge on the undead for the living. ”

Old Mograini hurriedly asked, "What method?" ”

Olivia glanced at him, and then said lightly: "The path of the Holy Light is not the only one, and turning away from the Light does not mean turning away from the Way of the Light. Sean can resurrect you as a Death Knight, and there are ways to keep you to your sanity. The only price is that you'll be like me and become Sean's follower. ”

"Would you like to?"

Ever since becoming a paladin, Old Mograine has believed in the Light, and has never turned his back on it in any time of his sanity.

It would be very uncomfortable for him not to return to the Light forever.

Now that he is dead, he has no other idea than to be buried in the catacombs of the Chapel of the Wish of Light, and together with the heroic spirits of the three thousand Silver Hand Paladins who died in the past, he will continue to protect the Chapel of the Wish of the Light, and maintain the last holy place in this world tainted by the plague.

But Olivia's words gave him new hope, but also made him fall into contradictions and hesitation.

Do you just exist in the form of a heroic spirit and eternally guard the holy land of the paladin, or do you devote yourself to evil and death, but use evil and death to fight evil and death, and protect the light behind you?

Old Mograini had never hesitated so much as he did today.

"Master Sean...... I've got a big problem! Old Mograini sighed, then turned his gaze to Darion, who was standing aside, and asked in a kind tone, "Darion, my child." What do you think I should choose? ”

Darian was flustered.

He didn't expect that his father would give him the question of choosing the destination of his life.

Darian's heart was pounding, and his chest was heaving.

He knew that this was his father's trust in him.

At this time, even a comrade-in-arms like Old Fordin, who once fought side by side and never gave up, could not make a decision for him, and only himself, as the son of his father, was qualified to make this decision.

This is a blood relationship that no one can erase, it is a family affection above all else, and it is the responsibility of a son to his father.

Darien pondered.

He had never been more serious than he was today.

In front of several elders, in front of Olivia, Darien thought for a long time.

In the end, he finally confirmed his answer, and then said categorically: "Father, the undead scourge has not been eliminated, Banazar has not been ambushed, and you, as the most loyal warrior of the Holy Light, must continue to fight. Father, the light is in the heart and not in the form. I will fight with you, father. ”

Old Mograini looked at his son with great satisfaction.

Among the young generation of paladins, there seems to be no comparison with their generation, but his son Darian still has this possibility.

Being young means unlimited potential, not to mention that his choice is the most important choice a paladin should make.

Old Mograine turned his head, looked at Olivia, and said, "Miss Olivia, I see in you the most precious qualities of a paladin. I think you can be a paladin. Tirio is the best paladin in the world, and I think he would love to be your teacher. ”

Old Ferding nodded, "That's true. Olivia, Master Sean asked you to come to me...... I'm afraid I have this in mind, right? ”

Olivia nodded, "Sean really wants to give me a chance to see if I can become your student and become a paladin." But...... I don't want to. ”

Old Ferding was surprised: "Why? ”

Darien couldn't help but say, "Miss Olivia, Uncle Tirio is definitely the best paladin in the world. With his teachings, you can definitely become a good paladin in the future, and even become a legend. Why would you say no? ”

Olivia smiled, swept the dragon sword in his hand, and then said lightly: "Because the dragon sword has been passed down to my hands, it can't be discarded in my hands." I have dragon blood in my veins, and I will always be a dragon knight. Not to mention......"

Speaking of this, a happy smile appeared on Olivia's face: "What's more, I don't want to leave Sean!" (To be continued.) )