(Recently, there are so few monthly passes, and the subscription is so low, so sad.) ）

Tosto hasn't changed much, at least in Xiao Yan's opinion. A few days ago there were sitting or lying adventurers everywhere, and after so many days, there are still sitting or lying adventurers everywhere.

The only difference is that the eyes of these adventurers have become hollow and numb, and the previously hopeful gaze can no longer be seen in the eyes of these people.

The appearance and demise of the orcs was like tidbits to these adventurers, and the bigger problem was that the Holy See had found the ruin before them, which meant that it was impossible for the ruin to benefit others. The point of the adventurers staying here has practically been lost. The problem is that winter in the Black Forest is just around the corner, and adventurers don't know exactly where their future holds.

Since the dwarves' taverns hadn't opened for days, these adventurers, who once mocked the dwarves as fools, had lost important places of entertainment, as well as their employers' sources of information. Without those employers, no amount of rhetoric and more self-promotion is meaningless. They had taken possession of the dwarves' tavern and had no real meaning for them. At best, it would give them more time to rest and not sleep on the streets in the Tosto autumn breeze. The question is, what about after that?

When the money in hand is spent, all that awaits them is the same decline as now.

They didn't have the courage and determination of the dwarves, they didn't have the courage to follow Xiao Yan to the ruins, and they couldn't be saved by Xiao Yan now. These people can only sit or lie down until a new news arrives, and then leave lifelessly. Their future can already be seen clearly by Xiao Yan.

"The tavern has been reclaimed by us. My lord. You can go in and rest at any time. ”

A knight-driven white galloping horse galloped from the other end of the street, and the adventurers who could not avoid it were trampled to the ground by the tall horses, neighing in pain and cursing loudly in this direction.

In this regard, neither Xiao Yan nor Konstantin cared about it. The Lord is merciful, but it is only for those who believe in Him. Whoever stands in the way of the Lord's servants and shouts at the Lord's servants is to be punished.

For the knight's report. Konstantin just nodded slightly, then looked at Xiao Yan in the dark, and asked in a low voice, "My child, are you okay?" ”

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening, or even later. Due to the lack of physical strength, it took a lot of time to walk from the road outside the town to the town, with little Flemann's body. Even so, Xiao Yan still refused Konstantin any support to himself, except for simple drinking water, other support was politely rejected by Xiao Yan.

I can't help but say. Xiao Yan's action was greatly respected by the rest of the Priesthood. He is like an old drama bone, accurately grasping a character who is pious to the master and slave, but is somewhat uninhibited. The scene was a little rusty at first, but as time went on, he became more and more involved in the play, and all the performances no longer seemed contrived.

A 12-year-old boy, without any divine support, walked alone for dozens of miles of mountain roads. Even though his body was on the verge of collapse, he still did not give up this action. This is an act akin to self-punishment, but it is an action that can make Xiao Yan's piety leap out. Compared to those noble lords who said how pious they were, Xiao Yan's actions were more direct and equally effective.

Xiao Yan was still performing, and he said to Konstantin: "Yes. My godfather, let's go ahead and give me a little water. ”

Konstantin nodded again, and one of the priests next to him brought water, but the ascetic refused. Konstantin looked up at the Punishment Knight on the other side and said, "Give him milk, milk, or goat's milk, now." ”

This cold-sounding order stunned the Punishment Knight, who couldn't get it in the dark, but Constantine's order didn't seem to be refused. Instead, a missionary behind Konstantin came up and whispered, "We can replenish the walker with more water, the same water, not against the will of the walker." ”

Konstantin looked up at the missionary, thought for a moment, and said, "Haode, follow your advice." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the priest lowered his head and took out a water bladder from his waist, and then, in front of Constantine, made a drop of holy water and dripped it into the bladder.

Konstantin took the water bladder and poured a drop of holy water into it as well. Soon, more priests gathered around, and drops of holy water that shone white and exuded a divine aura were poured into the bladder. When this water bladder finally reached Xiao Yan's hand, it was only a small half bag at most, but the divine aura inside was so strong that even the water bladder could not cover it. Not only these sacred breaths, but the light of the holy water also passed through the surface of the water bladder, shining on Xiao Yan's face in this dark night.

"It's water."

Konstantin calmly said, "As you say, this is water." ”

The corner of Xiao Yan's eyes jumped unnoticed, he knew that this was water, and it was very precious holy water. The problem is that the water is dripping from the fingers of different priests, and who knows how much dirt, sweat, is hidden in this water. Just thinking about it makes people's hairs stand on end, and no matter how thirsty they are, they won't want to try the holy water in this water bladder when they see such a sight.

"Good for you, my child. Don't be grateful to them, it's a gift, a reward for your piety. ”

Konstantin obviously didn't know what Xiao Yan was thinking, and he gently persuaded him.

This kind of persuasion made Xiao Yan helplessly raise the water bladder, close his eyes and drink all the holy water. Fortunately, there is no special taste, and there is no difference from ordinary water. As for the foreign body or anything, it doesn't seem to feel anything, and the long hand hair of the European should not appear in this skin, so the thing that makes Xiao Yan feel disgusting does not exist for the time being.

An unprecedented liliang suddenly came out of Xiao Yan's body, it was an indescribable liliang feeling, which was completely different from when the previous trialists used the liliang gene potion. This feeling even became substance in a short period of time. Xiao Yan's body began to become strong rapidly, not only that, but his body bones were also constantly itching, and it felt as if his whole body was constantly growing.

"The holy water made by forty-five level 5 priests can keep your physical strength for a long time. Be careful, though, that when this effect is completely removed, your body will become extremely painful. ”

In this regard, Xiao Yan was speechless, he actually just wanted a little ordinary water, not this kind of holy water with serious sequelae.

Konstantin watched Xiao Yan's face become normal, a smile appeared on his cold face, and he said, "It's just that the effect of this practice is very long, and it can last about 12 years." In these 12 years, you will have physical strength and liliang similar to that of a level 5 punishment knight, more powerful than most people on this shijie. ”

Xiao Yan was stunned, and after a while asked, "Weishenme?" ”

"Reward and compensation, my child, reward for you, and compensation for your inability to be a good pastor."

Constantine kindly replied: "A new opinion has been issued by the Holy See, who recognize your piety, your position in the world, and even your qualifications and authority to compile books for the Holy See. But they don't need saints, you know, my child? ”

Xiao Yan turned his head and walked towards the tavern again, the Liliang that had just been churning up made him feel much better. As he walked, the boy asked, "Because of power?" ”

The ascetic was silent for a moment, and did not directly answer Xiao Yan's question, he simply said: "The Holy See believes that it is better to become a lord with a devout faith in the Lord than to become a saint recognized by the Holy See. ”

That's probably what it means to plant nails, right? Xiao Yan had the urge to laugh, but before that, he had already seen the dilapidated tavern. Several tired dwarves were standing in the doorway, seemingly with whip marks on their bodies.

"If I were a lord," Xiao Yan stood not far from his subjects, and instead of moving on, he whispered, "If I were a qualified lord, my godfather, my subjects would not be beaten and insulted in this way, no matter what race my subjects came from, as long as they believed in the Lord, they would inevitably be servants of the Lord." In the book of Genesis, the Lord said to Noah, 'Indeed, I will punish you for shedding your blood,' and the Lord made a promise, 'He who bleeds, he will also bleed.'" Therefore, my subjects, even dwarves, have the right to their own right of vengeance. ”

Constantadine drew a cross on his chest and said, "Listen to the voice of the Lord and obey the Lord's promise, I agree to your request." But I think you can ask them for compensation, and the knights of discipline will not be stingy with it. ”

Xiao Yan took a few steps forward, walked to a place where the dwarves could hear him, turned around, and said loudly, "No, my subjects have been harmed, and I will naturally compensate for it." What I need is not compensation, but revenge! ”

Konstantin was stunned for a moment, was quiet for a while, watched Yanni come over, and asked in a low voice, "How many people are there in total?" ”

"Fifteen knights, my lord, fifteen knights are involved in this matter, including two squad leaders."

"Bring them, take off their armor, and let them bear what they have done."

Yanni turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, nodded, and said, "Yes, my lord, as you wish." ”

Looking at the knights who had been stripped of their half-armor, Xiao Yan turned his head to look at Carpenter and them, and said calmly: "Go and take revenge, as much as they hurt you, give them back as much as they want, not more, not less." They beat you with a whip, and you return the color with a whip. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. (To be continued......)