It's undoubtedly a good thing that Xinluo can easily check the opponent's attribute bar. So, why does he always subconsciously not use it?

It's ridiculous, but Pride is really influencing him.

His pride does not allow him to cheat in this way.

"Is there really no way to get rid of pride except to upgrade to arrogance?"

"There's a way, but are you really sure you're going to get rid of this powerful trait, Contractor?"

"Nope."

Sinlos looked away and focused his attention on the bishop, who was chatting and laughing with the Duke. The mistake has been made, so if you rush to correct it, you will fall behind. In that case, it's better to take a look at the bishop's stats bar first and see if there's anything you can use.

This bishop, from the very beginning, gave a strange feeling. And not just because of his mouthful of scriptures and his old-fashioned way of behaving. It's for no reason, a kind of intuition that seems to be of the same kind.

Sinloth blinked, and a transparent stat bar appeared from the void. He looked at the bishop's attribute bar, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely strange.

Name: Frederick Wiseman

Strength: 6, Constitution: 8, Agility: 7, Intelligence: 16, Will: 14

Traits: Magician, Master Theologian, Amateur Conspirator, Scholar

Magician: A person who uses his own wisdom to seek the truth of the world

This guy is a magician! What the hell is wrong with this world, the church that has hunted down magicians for thousands of years, and one of its bishops turned out to be a magician. And judging by this quality, theological attainments are not low.

"My lord, the venue is ready."

Jeremiah walked into the Great Hall and reported loudly to the slightly distracted lord. Sinloth gave him a strange look and nodded, signaling that he understood.

How is Jeremia coming in, and why isn't Bismarck?

But now is not the time to ask this, Sinlos turned his head and said to the Duke: "Your Excellency, I am ready, I can start at any time, I don't know Lord Bishop"

"So, let's get started."

Outside the monastery, the originally very flat land was carefully run over by the soldiers, and it became extremely compact. In the center of the clearing, the soldiers used a wooden fence to enclose a large circle with a diameter of about 100 meters. The baron and the bishop, in the presence of the duke, had their final conversation before the duel.

The Duke's face was heavy, and he slowly spoke: "When you get here, you can turn back." I'm asking you one last time, do you really want to decide to do this, to ask God's judgment? ”

Sinloth was silent, and the bishop shook his head.

"Then I don't have anything to say, let's decide how to duel."

"According to the agreement, since the Baron has chosen to duel here, then I have the right to choose the method of dueling?"

The bishop looked directly at Sinloth, and although he used a questioning sentence, his tone was unusually affirmative.

"That's exactly what you say."

"Very well, then," the bishop's gaze swept over the knights of Desmond, and he thought quickly in his heart. Eventually, he held out his finger and pointed at Bismarck, who was standing at the end.

"Lord Baron, a noble person like me naturally cannot end up in person. Since you have asked me to decide the method of the duel, how about I choose this warrior to learn the art of foot combat with the guardians of our monastery? ”

Bismal looked at the finger pointed at him, smiled helplessly, and shook his head.

Sinloth frowned, biting his lower lip with his teeth, and after a long time, he squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Okay." ”

Seeing Sinloth's reaction like this, the bishop was even more certain of his judgment. He smiled with satisfaction, and the original unhappiness disappeared without a trace: "Since the Baron has no objections, then so be it." ”

Wiseman knows that everywhere, people have classes. This is true of a church that advocates equality for all, let alone an empire that rules over others with power. And even between the same level, there is some respect and inferiority.

The stronger the strength and the higher the seniority of the knight, the closer he will naturally stand to the feudal monarch. The bishop is not angry, but he looks at people.

He looked all the way over, and the knight who was standing closest to the baron was nearly middle-aged in appearance, and he was angry and exposed. Such a person is obviously a hard stubble.

In second place, it turned out to be a female knight. Although she was wearing a helmet all the time, a heavy armor also covered her figure. But that beautiful long blonde hair has long betrayed itself. Female knights are indeed rare, especially excellent female knights. However, the two young knights behind her looked calm and unresentful. For knights of this age, blood often burns in their chests. They are full of enthusiasm, and they can't care about a lot. Then, she should have the strength to be worthy of her ranking.

As for the two young men, the bishop laughed to himself. Although they have been trying to stand tall to bring out their heroism. But this knee-jerk action has already revealed the essence of their rookie.

As for the two men behind them, neither of them was too young, especially the last one. Although he has been silent, it is impossible to see the depth. But at his age, even if he is only a star-level knight, he should have achieved something after so many years of cultivation, and he should definitely not be the last. This alone proves many things.

"Your Excellency, since we have already decided on our candidates. So I don't know who Mud plans to send to fight? ”

Perhaps out of anger, the baron's originally clear voice sounded a little yin and yang. But at the moment, the bishop is in a good mood, so naturally he will not bother with him. A kind smile bloomed on his face, and he stroked the scepter in his hand and smiled, "Aemun, warrior of the Lord. Show the Lord your valor and faithfulness here. ”

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

A deep voice rang out from outside the crowd, a tall, burly man. With a round shield on his back, he crossed the wooden fence and walked into the circle. Previously, because of the obstruction of Xinluos's soldiers, he didn't dare to use force, and he was always very aggrieved to be blocked out. Now hearing the bishop calling him, he hurriedly walked up to the bishop and knelt down on one knee to fulfill his duties as a knight aphar.

"Master Wiseman, I'm really sorry."

After all, the Kildel Monastery is not a famous large monastery in the Empire, and today the Empire strictly forbids the Church to leave the Vatican by force. In this poor country, Bishop Wiseman was able to recruit a knight and make him willing to give up the glory of a knight of the world and follow him faithfully, which has already been said to be skillful.

A knight of the aphar is not recognized as a true knight by the Empire.

The bishop apparently did not blame him, he removed the silver cross from his chest, hung it around the neck of the guilty cathar knight, and comforted him softly: "I understand, don't blame yourself anymore. Now, under the watchful eye of the Lord, show your valor. ”

"Praise the Lord!"

Sinlos looked at the knight kneeling in front of the bishop, and he pursed his lips, trying to keep the grimness on his face.

Name: Ammon

Strength: 11, Constitution: 11, Agility: 10, Intelligence: 9, Will: 11

Traits: None

"Open the door for me, and when I enter, I will sing praises to the Lord"

"Although we do not know what is happening, please make us brave to accept the reality, because in a qiē thing, you have your own arrangement to bring us the effect of salvation. For our Saviour, your Son, and with you and with the Holy Spirit, are the only God, eternal and eternal King."

The bishop waved a twig and sprinkled the holy water from the basin on the two knights who were on one knee. With that, he smiled at the silent baron. The baron glared at him, flicked his cloak, and scrambled out of the bar.

The bishop smiled encouragingly at Aemon before walking slowly out with his scepter in hand.

"The Lord Almighty is watching over us."

"The Lord Almighty is watching over us."

When the barons and bishops were out of the circle, the two knights raised their swords and struck them lightly in the air, chanting the proverb.

Seeing that the two knights were ready, the duke, who was outside the wooden fence, took out a silver coin from his bosom and said loudly: "When this silver coin in my hand falls to the ground, the duel will officially begin." You ready? ”

The two knights stared at each other and nodded indifferently.

With a flick of the duke's fingers, the silver coin flew into the sky. The knights didn't look at the silver coin, they stared at each other's eyes and right hands, silently estimating the timing of their moves.

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Now is the time!

Ammon's body was instantly filled with rage, and he drew his sword violently, and his majestic body rushed towards Bismalko like a cannonball. Aemond has a strong physique, and he follows a strong way of practice. Between gestures, full of momentum. Bismal, however, was unaffected by him, and he remained silent, his hand on the hilt of his sword, waiting for his moment.

Kill!

Ammon saw that Bismal was standing still, and he didn't mean to leave his hand. He summoned up his anger and slashed at Bismalco. A strong wind blew away Bismarck's hair, and it was only then that he woke up from a dream, turning sideways, almost miraculously, and dodging the blow that Ammon was destined to dodge.

Seeing this, Aemon couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Naturally, Bismal would not let go of this opportunity, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning, and in the frightened eyes of Aemon, it stabbed him in the chest.

With a crisp sound, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, Bismarck's long sword was blocked by the silver cross on Ammon's chest. I don't know what kind of material this cross is, and in the face of Bismarck's sword, there is not even a trace of crack.

Bismal frowned, but he didn't have time to think about it now. He hurriedly retreated, dodging Aemun's counterattack as he came to his senses.

As if by coincidence, the cross once again stood in the way of Bismarck's sword, blocking his mortal blow.

bite

"My lord, there's something wrong with the cross."

After coming to Desmond for so many days, Arian Hurd naturally has played against Bismal a few times. Only those who have actually fought this silent chief knight will know how terrible he is. Arian Hurd is not proud, but he is also very confident in his martial arts. But even so, without getting angry, she had to cooperate with Jeremia and the others to get to a draw with Bismal.

Seeing that Bismal had been fighting that Amon for more than a dozen rounds in the field, but he was always blocked by the cross, no matter how stupid he was, he could see that there must be something wrong inside.

Roland also agreed: "Do you dare to cheat so obviously? ”

Sinlos turned his head and looked at the bishop with a sneer: "Lord Bishop, can you explain why the cross you gave to the knight of Aemon is always so coincidentally in front of the knight's sword?" ”

The bishop smiled and became more kind: "Isn't this the will of the Lord?" ”

"Hmph."

After a few more moves, Aamon's anger had clearly begun to weaken. As a Starlight Knight, although he has never given up the exercise of anger, his talent is limited. That's all he can wield. I wanted to take down the other party in one go, but the other party never ignited his anger. even

If it weren't for the multiple refuges of the cross, he would have been dead for a long time.

Of course, Ammon also knew that his anger couldn't last long, but if his anger was extinguished at this moment, what would he use to resist the other party?

His mind was in turmoil, and the flaws in his hands were revealed.

At this time, even Xinluos, who didn't know martial arts, could see that it was only a matter of time before Emon lost this duel. Sinloth looked at the bishop, ready to see the panicked look on his face. But unexpectedly, even in the face of such a disadvantage, the bishop is still there, and there is no trace of panic.

This guy really admires him

"May He Have Full Life in You and Eternal Joy in Heaven"

The bishop's expression was indifferent, and he suddenly lowered his head and muttered something. With his whisper, the silver cross around Ammon's neck flashed with an imperceptible silver light.

Before the lord could tell what he was talking about, in the battle circle in front of him, a sudden change occurred.

Bismal, who had a steady pace and was able to advance and retreat freely, suddenly gave up on his feet and fell to his knees. Aemond didn't understand what was wrong with this tough opponent, but no matter what, he wouldn't let go of this great opportunity to turn the tables. The sword slashed through the atmosphere, and in a flash of blood, the tip of the sword grazed the major artery in Bismalko's neck.

Bismal dodged it anyway.

The middle-aged knight's expression was pale, he held down the wound with one hand, and took out several swords in a row, forcing Aemon back. Despite this, even Sinloth could easily see that Bismarck's sword was weaker than the other.

He seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Sinloth turned back again, staring at the bishop.

"What's wrong?"

The bishop looked at Sinloth, who was gritting his teeth, as if he had no idea what was going on, and his face was dazed.

Roland sniffed, he seemed to smell something unusually familiar. But what is it? Oops, it's been a little bit long, you have to think about it

Wait, Bismarck's weak look, and the smell

Roland pulled out the axe gun behind his back and aimed it at the dazed bishop: "Damn, this guy's cross is painted with the scales of a firescale moth!" ”

"What?"

"Firescale moths?"

Hearing this, Arian Hurd immediately raised the knight's spear as well, and she took a few steps back, made a charging stance, and aimed the tip of the spear at the bishop. Jeremia's sword stood between the bishop and the clergy. Ruziano and Gino looked at each other, but seeing that their companions had done so, they quickly drew their long swords and protected Sinloth on the left and right.

Roland held the axe and gun in both hands, and his expression was extremely crazy: "Aren't you afraid of going to hell in the future?" Dare to use the scales of a firescale moth! ”

The firescale moth, a monster unique to the demons. It's not a monster that's too powerful.,Even the flight speed is at the bottom of the monsters.。 But one of its characteristics has made it one of the most terrifying races of the demon race.

Its scales, poisonous.

In terms of toxicity itself, it is not even comparable to the average poison. But this poison can erode anger and magic. It's not ordinary consumption, it's erosion from the source!

In the war between the empire and the demons, the overwhelming fire-scaled moths flew through the sky, dissolving the anger of countless knights. How many knights with outstanding talents have been abolished and cultivated? Even a few Solar Knights were forcibly eroded into ordinary people in the overwhelming scales!

The firescale moth is definitely the monster that the knight hates the most.

And he, even in front of the knights, used this vicious poison.

The surrounding soldiers heard Roland's shout and started a commotion. Naturally, the Duke also heard it, and he looked at the bishop, and his anger burned wildly in it: "Sue me that this is not true, Bishop Wiseman. ”

How could it not be true!

Roland didn't say that it was okay, but after Roland mentioned this, as a fairly good warrior, the Duke immediately reacted. When the fire-scaled moth burned in the air, the unique fragrance produced by it could be hidden from others, but how could it be hidden from experienced warriors.

"Well, Lord Duke, I think there must be some misunderstanding." The bishop could no longer remain calm, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Damn Fay"

"That smell came from the cross, when we can't smell it!"

Fei Yi?

Cynroth was startled, but before he could speak. Suddenly something happened in the field, and an incomparably dazzling pure white anger erupted from Bismalko's body, and the rolling waves of qi forced the wooden fence to shake continuously, and Xinluo and the others covered their eyes and kept retreating.

After a long time, the white light gradually dissipated. When Sinloth opened his eyes, he saw Bismal on one knee, and Aemon lying in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this, the lord finally breathed a sigh of relief. The lord sneered, walked up to the bishop and whispered, "This is like this to the knights of Her Royal Highness the Princess, I don't know what will happen if Your Majesty knows about it?" Do you want me to tell Master Fei Yi another day? ”

"What?!"

The bishop subconsciously let go of his hand, and the scepter of pure gold smashed on the instep of his foot, but he didn't realize it