"Steven, you're naïve, elves are simple, but they're not stupid, and Cronis is even smarter than many human politicians. Moreover, even if the elves listen to me, but for revenge, I may have to sacrifice the lives of countless innocent people, I can't do it, and your sister will not agree to it. ”

"My sister's last will before she died was revenge. Brother-in-law, I know how difficult it is to destroy Dith Hepburn, but we have to work hard to make sure that we have an account for my sister's spirit in the sky. ”

"yes. I've been thinking about it lately, and I always think that your sister is worried about me, so she deliberately left a will so that I don't have to look for a short time, and revenge may not be her intention at all. So I need a while to think about it. ”

Alan sighed and said with a gloomy expression.

"Brother-in-law, I'm sure you'll approve of my decision. ”

The two of them had already walked to a main street, and at this time the sky was already bright, and the number of pedestrians on the street was gradually increasing. Just when the two of them came to an intersection, suddenly a team formed at the corner of the road ahead. At the head of the procession was led by several fast horses, which were faster.

"Wow!"

"Oops!"

The horseman who had been at the front suddenly grabbed the reins, and the horsemen stood up, but still a little late, knocking an old man who had risen early to fetch water to the ground.

Alan happened to witness this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man who fell to the ground.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

The old man seemed to have fallen hard, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he did not answer Allen's call. His forehead slammed into the stone slab of the ground as he fell, and the blood flowed and his cheeks immediately turned red.

Alan didn't care much, his hand flicked lightly on his forehead, and silently cast a healing magic, the wound on the old man's forehead glowed with a burst of crystal blue light, because the wound was small, the bleeding stopped under the effect of magic, and the broken flesh began to grow rapidly.

"Oh~, where am I?"

The old man took a long breath, opened his eyes, saw that he was lying in Allen's arms, and asked a little dazedly.

"Uncle, you were hit by a horse just now, and you fell and hit your head, but it's all right. ”

Alan helped the old man up and said with relief.

"I was hit by a horse?"

The old man touched the wound on his forehead, and as if he had no memory of what had just happened, he turned around and saw a group of men and horses standing behind him, and the knights on the horses were dressed in garments with the emblem of the Holy See.

"Uncle, do you feel a little unwell?"

Alan saw that the old man's face was a little pale, so he asked uneasily.

"Old man, if you don't die, get out of the way of me, otherwise I'll look good. ”

Without waiting for the old man to answer, the knight who had knocked down the old man just now had already readjusted his somewhat frightened mount, pointed his whip at the old man, and shouted angrily.

"You bumped into him just now, you don't care, it's just, it's still..."

Alan had no good impression of the Holy See, but when he saw the knight's arrogant and domineering appearance, he suddenly became angry.

"My lord is angry, I'm fine, I'll leave. ”

The old man grabbed Allen, interrupted him, and replied politely while giving him frequent glances.

"Young people, they are members of the Holy See and cannot afford to offend. ”

The old man limped, pulled Alan to the side of the road, and whispered in his ear.

"What's going on up ahead?"

The team behind was divided, and out of the middle came two tall horses, one of which had a burly swordsman sitting on its back, judging by his dress and posture, he should be the leader of this team, and on the back of the other horse sat a thin old priest.

"Greetings to Lord Turner. An old man appeared on the side of the road and crashed into the convoy and almost got under my horse's hooves, and I was teaching him a lesson. ”

The knight quickly explained respectfully to the leader.

"Don't mess around! Today, if the Lord is on patrol, if it affects the itinerary, are you responsible?"

The leader who spoke was Captain Turner, who was responsible for protecting the Holy Maiden's party, because the celebrations in Lua City had ended, and in Lua City, the Holy Maiden's actions had been subject to Bishop Dennis, and Bishop Dennis had always disagreed with the Holy Maiden to have direct contact with the believers on the grounds of safety, so the Holy Maiden decided to leave Lua City and go to other places below the church to have a look, but was again opposed by Bishop Dennis on the same grounds that it was safe, because the nearby horse bandits had not been cleared. In desperation, the saint decided to leave quietly, so before dawn today, Captain Turner was woken up by Pastor Pollitt, saying that the saint had temporarily decided to leave Lua City immediately, although Turner supported Bishop Dennis, but he did not dare to disobey the instructions of the saint in person, so he could only arrange for someone to deliver a letter to Bishop Dennis, while leading the team on the road. As a result, the procession had not gone far and suddenly stopped, and the saint, who was sitting in the carriage, immediately asked what had happened to the priest Pollit, who was with her. Turner thought it was Bishop Dennis rushing over, and hurriedly stepped forward, but he didn't expect a dead old man to get in the way.

"Soldier, all people are equal before God, and we, as servants of God, should be kind to all God's people, and go and see if the old man is hurt. ”

Pollitt was obviously dissatisfied with the knight's performance, his eyes swept him coldly, and said in a stern tone, but the knight was not Pollitt's subordinate, and he didn't buy his account very much, so he turned his head and pretended not to hear.

"Are you alright, old sir?"

Turner's city was much deeper than that of his subordinates, and although he was annoyed that Pollit was nosy, he considered that Pollit was a close confidant of the Holy Maiden, so he looked at Alan and the old man, and asked with a caring expression.

"It's fine. It's all my own fault, I walk without looking behind, disturbing the adult's team, please atone for my sins. ”

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly raised his head and patted his chest, and almost didn't slap himself to vomit blood, to prove that he was in good physical condition.

"What's the bloody stain on your face?"

Priest Pollit asked.

"A little bit of abrasion, it's already healed. ”

The old man wiped the blood from his face, and pointed to the wound on his forehead, indicating that it would not affect his happy old age at all.

"It's fine that the old gentleman is fine. ”

Priest Pollitt finished speaking, turned his horse's head and returned to the back of the group. Captain Turner remained where he was, his gaze shifting from the old man's body to Alan, and he always felt that the young man looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Maybe I'm mistaken. ”

Turner shook his head and gave up thinking about where he had seen Allen, and then gave an order, and the team moved on. And Allen's attention was not on Turner, so he didn't realize that the two had a grudge.

"Uncle, are you sure you're okay? If you can't let them go. ”

Alan helped the old man to stand on the side of the road, and when the old man was talking to the people of the Holy See just now, he did not interject, but he understood that the old man was afraid of the power of the Holy See, so he did not dare to tell the truth at all.