"Why?" Finn looked at him, the look in his pupils not puzzled or annoyed, but merely curious.

Finn's memories come from the future of another world.

In the fate line of another world, before the outbreak of the Demon Tide War in 461 of the Quaternary Age, the Templar Church at the same time as this life had not yet undergone the religious reform organized by the Faentan Emperor Alexios II and the Violet Princess Tiphia, and many dogmas in the church were not only full of gray colors of **, persecution, exploitation and ideological imprisonment, but also had all kinds of unclean places inside.

The Sanctuary that truly believes in and fulfills the faith in justice was actually born from the cocoon of the filthy old mire in the future Demon Tide War by the hands of the two leaders of the human camp, Faentan and Violet.

However, Finn knew that there was still dirt in the church at this time, because he was a time-traveler who knew the plot well.

Arroyo was an aborigine, and it was impossible for this young thief to know so well what was going on inside the church.

The Templar is a religious organization dedicated to Gazteis, the god of justice, but Arroyo says he has no trust in the Templars.

In the theocratic human society of the Ferdia continent, which resembles the medieval European gods, if his words were accidentally heard by a passing prosecutor, he would have to be arrested red-handed.

As for the charges?

Blasphemy, or heresy—just find one.

So Finn was curious to know why.

"Because I think they're hypocritical." Arroyo looked directly into Finn's eyes, "There is no savior in this world, but the people of the Templars always think they can save everything, but they do nothing most of the time. ”

"But does that have anything to do with what we're going to happen to now?" Finn didn't immediately contradict him, but chose to ask like this.

"Absolutely." Arroyo replied, "My lord, the pirates of Redbeard Jackson have made their way into the town, and where have the self-righteous saints gone?" What about the priests? What about the Knights Templar? ”

"They ......," Finn didn't know what to do in the face of Arroyo's barrage of questions.

Where are the priests and knights of the Templar now? Of course he knew that.

Most of the high-ranking priests and paladins of those churches are now concentrated in the Faentan Empire, eliminating dissent for the new Pope who was inaugurated last year, and further expanding the influence of the Church in secular society.

As for Azur Harbor?

If the port town hadn't fallen completely, Finn felt that the Pope, who was busy consolidating his position of power, would probably not have done so.

If the news is fast enough, he may send a small force of low-level paladins from afar to clean up the battlefield by the way.

Finn has memories of his previous life as a player, and never thought of relying on the Old Templar in this life, which had not yet undergone the Reformation.

But it's hard for him to tell Arroyo the truth directly, right?

Let's not talk about the question of whether the god stick is not a god stick.

Anyway, he's a paladin himself, isn't he?

At this moment, a commotion suddenly erupted from behind the crowd, and a scream of horror rang out from that side.

The panicked voices of the people shouted: "It's a pirate!" The pirates are catching up! ”

"Run!"

"I don't want to die!"

For a moment, a fool could guess that a pirate advance team under Redbeard Jackson had arrived.

The crowd suddenly became more agitated, and the people in the back row desperately squeezed to the front, but some silted places in the flow of people limited the speed of the refugee team's escape, so the people in the back could not squeeze in front, and the people in the middle of the line became more panicked because of the changes behind them.

The shouts of the people rang out, and the volume finally drowned out the sound of the rain in the night.

"My lord, Miss Lilith, let's run, too." After noticing the movement in the back row of the line, Arroyo hurriedly urged Finn and Lilith without thinking about it.

In the midst of the confusion, he spotted a gap in the flow of people in front of him, and immediately prepared to speed up his way through the crowd from there.

Suddenly, Arroyo had just taken a step forward, only to realize that Finn and Lilith hadn't immediately followed him.

He looked behind him and saw that Finn was still standing there.

"Your Excellency?" He looked stunned.

"I suddenly wondered why I was running away." After a while, Finn looked Arroyo in the eye and said to him seriously.

Hearing Finn's retarded words, Arroyo almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

He immediately shouted, "Of course it's to save your life, my lord!" ”

"And what about these refugees?" Fein scanned the chaotic crowd around him.

"How can we afford to care about these people?!" Arroyo stomped his feet in a hurry, "Don't think about those who don't, I know you're a paladin, but you're not Gazteis, you can't save everyone!" There is no savior here, and if anyone wants to be saved, then he can only save himself! ”

“…… You're right, Arroyo. Finn closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened his eyes, "There is no savior here. ”

"But...... Here I am. He continued, his eyes resolute.

As the words fell, the young paladin smiled at the thief youth in front of him, raised his hand and straightened the paladin badge that he was wearing on his chest, untied the giant sword behind his back and held it in his hand, and then turned around and took steps in the opposite direction of the flow of people.

Arroyo almost thought she was hallucinating.

He suspected that Finn's brain had suddenly flooded!

"Your Excellency?!" He immediately shouted at Finn.

"Didn't you ask me, Arroyo, where the self-righteous saints have gone?" Finn turned back to him with an unwavering gaze, "Now, I think I can tell you that one of those self-righteous saints is standing before your eyes. ”

With that, the young paladin went against the flow of people in the direction that the pirates had chased.

Lilith didn't say anything, but didn't hesitate to keep up with Finn, weaving through the crowd unhurriedly and slowly.

The somewhat uncommon sense Miss Warlock didn't care if it was dangerous or not, and she didn't know when she had developed an unconditional trust in Finn.

"Hey, are you two crazy?!"

Arroyo looked at Finn and Lilith, who were out of his sight a little bit, slapped him on the forehead, and then immediately passed by the crowd, chasing the backs of Finn and Lilith who were gradually moving away.

……

The rain constantly hit the streets and pavement, and the scimitar blades in the hands of the pirates that were brightly reflected by the moonlight.

Crowds of fleeing people slowly moved through the streets, and the first group of pirates to arrive was running much faster than the refugees.

In a few moments, one of the pirates at the front of the advance team targeted a woman who had fallen at the back of the procession.

Without thinking about it, he raised his scimitar and rushed at the woman.

The frightened woman was still holding a crying child in her hand, and the poor woman looked back in despair when she saw the fierce pirate rushing towards her with a knife raised, and immediately curled up screaming, subconsciously protecting the child in her arms.

"First blood." The sword-wielding pirate looked bloodthirstily at the woman in front of him, muttering to himself as he counted the lives he was about to take.

He came behind the shivering woman, raised his arms and was about to swing the scimitar in his hand, when a whistling wind suddenly flew before him, slicing his neck in two.

The pirate's head spun out, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with the scimitar that had not had time to cut at the woman, the cross-section of the neck bleeding profusely, and the blood that still retained its body temperature quickly merged with the silt on the ground.

In the midst of countless pairs of shocked eyes from the crowd, Fein walked out of the crowd with the Whistling Blade in his hand.

The young paladin came to the woman's side and held the poor woman behind him, fearless eyes facing the red-bearded Jackson's advance force.

The advance pirate squad consisted of about thirty people.

The pirates were momentarily stunned by the wind blade that Finn had slashed out, and they cautiously halted their progress.

At that moment, these murderous bandits stood together and confronted Finn alone.

For a moment, the town was filled with the sound of crying, roaring, and pirates slaughtering the townspeople with scimitars, and these small sounds were tightly covered by the heavy rain, and the mournful rain enveloped the entire port town.

Minato-jin was crying, but it was the only place that fell into a suppressed murderous calm.

It was as if when the whole of Azur Harbor was swept up in a turbulent storm, but it was this part of the street that became the center of the storm, and it was Finn himself who gave rise to the eye of the storm that created this calm area.

"Sir......" The woman looked up in horror and looked at Finn.

She could hardly believe that she had survived the catastrophe she had just had.

"Take your kids and go." Finn clenched the greatsword in his hand and reminded with his back to the woman.

The woman was stunned for a moment, immediately thanked her, and then hurriedly ran back to the refugee team with the child in her arms.

Lilith passed the great mother, and the second stepped out of the crowd.

Miss Warlock came to Finn's side with the Staff of the Wolf Soul in her hand, and the rain kept pouring from the sky on the long black hair on top of her head, but it could not extinguish her absolute trust in Finn's heart.

"Lilith, can I use the Fireball Technique and the Firewall Technique?"

Finn asked, glancing sideways at Lilith.

At this time, the enemy he has to deal with should be the advance team of pirates, and most of the main force of Redbeard Jackson is still on the port side, and it is estimated that it will take a while to come.

The battle here dragged on for a long time to his detriment, so he intended to fight quickly.