Myrvane, the city of knights, the base camp of the Paladins of the Good Faction.

The city is as white as a wash and sparkling. Churches have risen from the ground, and even hundreds of miles away, you can see the high spires on the horizon, proclaiming the city's great holiness.

This is the place where almost all evil creatures die, and the demons of hell or abyss, even if they hate this place and grit their teeth, do not dare to appear within twenty miles of the walls of Myrvane.

Otherwise, they will face the wrath of justice.

The Enduring Shield Paladin Alliance will never tolerate the evil forces!

However, there are always exceptions.

At this time, an abyssal demon walked through the gorgeous marble streets of Mivane, and the strong aura of light made him sweat profusely. That didn't hold him back, and besides, he had a grinning three-headed hellhound behind him.

The Little Devils are the lowest beings in the abyss, they are dark-skinned, short-stated, ugly-looking, and low-spirited. A knight's apprentice can easily kill a small demon.

Such evil people appeared in broad daylight on the beautiful streets of Myvane. But even more incredible was the reaction of the knightly inhabitants of Myrvanne.

They watched as the little devil led the three-headed dog of Hell, but instead of stopping it, they stopped and looked at him with reverence.

Many paladins even took off their helmets and saluted him.

The inner city of Myvanne is the headquarters of the Enduring Shield Paladin, and outside the huge city gates, four powerful guards guard it.

The little devil walked to the city gate with difficulty and reported the purpose: "I am ......"

"No need, Mr. Geerts, please come in."

The head guard interrupted the report of the little devil, generally speaking, no one can trespass on the paladin's headquarters, the name and purpose must be reported to the guards, and the guards will verify before letting them go.

But this little devil that everyone knows about Mivane, and there is no need to report it. The leading guards pushed open the door for him with their strong arms, and the other guards stood straight with their chests erect.

"Mr. Geertz, it is our honor to stand with you!"

Two years ago, when the little devil named Geertz first approached the walls of Mivane, he was greeted by clean, broken shoes... Destroy the evil slash.

One day later, the little devil reappeared, and not surprisingly, the good inhabitants once again entertained him with broken shoes.

Day after day repeated, and on the tenth day, the paladins were tired of killing, and a paladin with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing heavy armor, appeared in front of the bad demons.

"Stand the devil! Go back to your hometown, Mivane is no place where the abyss can be touched! ”

"Your Excellency!" The little devil was not afraid, nor flattering, but replied in that peculiar, lifeless voice, "I am looking for the Paladin of Hiyugim. ”

The tin jar in front of him was stunned on the spot, and it took a while before he replied: "I am Shiyukin!" ”

"Oh, that's amazing!" The Bad Demon showed a grateful expression, it was so difficult to enter the city, and if you still have to find someone, God knows how long it will take.

He put down the package behind his back and said, "Lord Hiyukin, your sister who lives on the Pisces Coast......"

"Demons! What did you do to her!! ”

Xi Yujin's eyes were about to split, and his strong fighting spirit condensed into a world-destroying evil slash, slashing at the inferior demons.

It's unforgivable to dare to hit your own lovely sister's idea!! Bastard!!!

The little bad devil rolled on a lazy donkey to dodge the attack, and his head was full of black lines: "Can you listen to me finish speaking?!" Is it hard! Is it hard! ”

Paladins are so hard to deal with, bastard!

"Your sister Xiyuli, who lives on the Pisces Coast, has entrusted me to give you a bag of apples from her hometown, along with a letter from her."

The Bad Demon placed a bag of apples in front of him, along with a letter on it.

"Please check, and if there are no problems, please sign here."

The little devil took out a small notebook, and the handwriting on it was dense.

"This must be a conspiracy, a great conspiracy!" The paladin thought to himself.

"We'll check it out, Demon, and I order you to stay here." Shiyugin cautiously took the cargo and returned to the Durable Shield headquarters.

There, his comrades-in-arms will completely crack this conspiracy and figure out everything inside. And then come back and smash this little devil into pieces!

How can a crumb of the abyss work as honestly as a good man of integrity? Consignment delivery?! Phew! This is definitely a big conspiracy!

The wise paladins conducted the investigation with the utmost scritrans. There is no problem with the letter, there is no doubt about the content, and the first sentence at the beginning is: "My dearest brother, are your legs connected...... "Let's go, it's a bunch of parents.

Apples are great apples, and the paladins in attendance shared the bag of apples after confirming it.

In order to be more certain of the facts, the paladins asked a space mage, and at the expense of expensive materials, opened the space-time gate to the Pisces Coast on the spot. There, they found Gen Shiyukin's sister and learned that the delivery was a real deal.

"Recently, a lot of people in the village have asked the demon for help." Shiyukin's sister gestured on the ground, "He dug a well for us, and collected only twenty silver coins. ”

"Ma'am, beware, you are colluding with the forces of evil!" A respectable paladin rebuked him, his hair white, and he was not angry.

"Noble Paladin!" Undeterred, the handsome village girl sneered, "Where can we, poor peasants, tell the difference between good and evil? We need a well so that we don't have to climb over the mountains every day to fetch water. Every year when we pay our taxes, we ask the lord's tax collector. However, in the end, it was a demon who dug the well for us. If you don't say he's a demon, we'll think he's an angel! ”

This sentence made the old paladin speechless, and his old face turned red. Mivanje's political tendencies are all white left, and he cares a lot about speech, especially the right one.

If it was Lord Gregory's mage friends, he would have killed this bold and sarcastic village girl to slag.

All in all, the paladins had to admit that the bad demon was doing something that was in keeping with any of the good gods' teachings - he was taking normal work and getting paid a fair amount.

No one can say anything about this.

You may have recognized that this little devil is one of Grazt's clones. Geertz, however, is a variant of Grazt's name.

Two years ago, in order to show his love for Lucieu, Grazt broke his family to build a beach house in the abyss.

As a result, he was also saddled with a huge amount of debt.

We all know that Lucieu was a particularly virtuous wife. When she learned that her husband owed so much money, she, like all virtuous helpers, fell into deep anxiety.

Her way of relieving her anxiety was to beat Grazt—to the death.

Anyway, it can be resurrected.

In order to avoid domestic violence, Grazt had to go out to work to pay off his debts. Not only Geertz was the doppelganger, but all the doppelgangers, including the main body, were sent out.

He now understands Lucie's thoughts a little, if he dares to accept an evil commission, such as slaughtering a city or something, he will definitely be abused by Lucie again after he returns. So, his work is all legitimate work.

It's a pity that in this troubled world, it's hard to find a proper job. He can only work part-time, and do it when he has a job, even if it is to deliver goods for an ignorant village girl.

The demon life is so difficult, let's make do with it.

To be reasonable, Grazt even likes to work. He felt that even digging up dung was happier than staying with Lucieu.

Graz is a doppelganger who is mainly responsible for picking up jobs around the city of Myrvane. He helped the village girl deliver goods, and he did have his own conspiracy, that is, to be able to enter this wealthy city openly.

Otherwise, the income is too low to help people dig wells and graze sheep in poor villages all day long.

For more than two years, the paladins became less and less wary of him. In the beginning, Geertz was only allowed to approach the city gates, and handed over goods or letters to the guards, who then handed them over to the parties.

Later, when the paladins went out of the city to sweep the monsters in the mountains, he was hired to follow the team and carry food.

After his triumphant return, he entered Myrvane with a large army and carried the spoils of war. From that day on, he was allowed to enter the city.

At first, there were many stubborn old knights—a common case among paladins—who were extremely disgusted with the demon, insisting that it was still a great conspiracy.

But the words of the Grand Master of the Enduring Shield, the fair and wise Lord Erikson, silenced everyone.

He said:

We judge whether a person is righteous or evil by his deeds, not by his race.

Can any of you come forward and accuse this evil demon named Geerts, who has done anything evil?

If not, shut up. For this behavior of yours has come very close to what we spurn, wicked and despicable people!

Lord Erickson, but a real white left!

The stubborn paladins kept their mouths shut, because the actions of the bad demons not only had nothing to do with evil, but were even somewhat shocking.

He stood every day in the central square of Myrvangne, rain or rain, ice and snow. When he was thirsty, he drank a sip of water from the fountain, and when he was hungry, he licked the ground, and the pigeons ate the rest of the breadcrumbs.

He stood there motionless, day and night. It's like a contemplative statue, with a hint of fatalistic loneliness.

But as soon as anyone came up to him, he would immediately squeeze a smile out of his face and ask, "Hello sir, how can I help you?" ”

In the past two years, the city of Myrvanne and the surrounding area have been covered with the footprints of the little devils, and almost every inch of land has flowed with his hard sweat.

He made deliveries, collected herbs, repaired farm implements, delivered cows, and prepared armor for paladins.

He dredged chimneys, replaced the stone slabs of the streets, designed beautiful window lattices for the ladies, and stewed honey sturgeon soup for the housewives.

He took part in the mopping of monsters in the mountains, subdued maddened beasts, planned greening vegetation, solved the separation of rainwater and sewage in the sewers of Mivane, and even copied scrolls for some priests.

Grazt was originally the most knowledgeable demon lord, and there was no good or evil in knowledge. He can also play a significant role when he uses this knowledge for a just cause.

In short, live like a time-traveling protagonist.

The inhabitants of Myrvanne, who were suspicious and despised at first, gradually accepted him, and finally, even began to respect him.

Serious and hard work will definitely win the respect of others, which is an unbreakable truth. What's more, Geertz is not just hardworking, he is simply an iron man, ah no, an iron demon!

He doesn't need rest, he doesn't need sleep, he doesn't need entertainment, he is always available, he works selflessly, and he does all the small, but very important, work brilliantly.

He alone increased the productivity of Myvane by ten percentage points!