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After thinking about it, the bearded dwarf finally determined that the most suitable place for this dwarf colony was only the Rose Collar that the boy had spoken. If the boy had not deceived and was indeed the lord of the Rose Lord, then becoming his subject was the best choice at the moment.

Carpenter tried to ask, "You said that the Rose Collar doesn't welcome dwarves?" “

Little Fryman simply smiled at Carpenter's unwitting change of name, and he responded, "The dwarves should return to the dwarves' homeland, not to the guest Rose Collar." ”

"You're saying you're willing to help us defeat the ice dragon and reclaim the dwarven castle?"

Little Fryman turned to look at Carpenter and said, "I can't guarantee that I will help you retake the dwarven castle, if I can take it back, I must get enough compensation, you need to think about it." ”

"I am willing, if we can return to our homeland, it is not a shame to pay more for it, and if we can't return to our homeland, the wealth will only go to that dragon, which means nothing to us."

Little Fryman held out his hand and said, "Okay, we've agreed for the time being." ”

Carpenter respectfully walked over and kissed little Fryman's finger in recognition of little Fryman's status as lord.

Late autumn nights in the Black Forest are very long and very cold. In the mountain wind that whistled past Tosto, there was a pungent smell of blood.

Konstantin arrived very early, and even the chaotic adventurers had not fully opened their eyes. The ascetic had already begun to knock on the wooden door of the tavern in the dim morning light.

Saw Carpenter open the wooden door. Konstantin said directly: "I want to see little Mr. Fryman." ”

Carpenter turned. The ascetic happened to see little Fleman sitting on the dirty ground not far away, on which it seemed that he had rested last night, and the quilt on his body looked like no more than a thin layer of linen. For the young man to be able to live so freely, or not to take the hardships in his eyes, even Konstantin paused slightly.

When it comes to penance in life, he knows better than anyone what a difficult process it is, even for someone like him who has been practicing penance for decades. Sometimes it feels too cold and you need to add some extra bedding when you rest at night. As for the kind of vassal elegance, it is just the penance of today, which is a joke to Konstantin, who can easily see through this hypocritical ascetic life. However, the brown-haired young man in front of him was obviously not the kind of person who wanted to live an ascetic life on a whim, it should be said that this young man was even more accustomed to such a life than Konstantin, and if penance was used to represent devotion to the Lord, then this young man would only be more pious than Konstantin and not the other way around.

There was silence for a moment in the dimly lit tavern. Konstantin then took a few steps forward, instead of waiting for little Flemann to stand up to meet him. At a distance of 5 yards from the brown-haired boy. The ascetic stopped his advance and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what is in the ruins?" ”

"I don't know, I can only feel the images, but I can't say them, I can't draw them. I just know that that's very, very important stuff. ”

Little Fryman slowly stood up from the ground, and said strangely, his movements were not contrived, nor did he have any deliberate tone, but following his words, watching the thin piece of linen fall to the ground, it showed a graceful momentum in such a small environment. Just looking at him so calmly, instead of looking at him, Konstantin almost thought that he had seen a king in an instant!

The ascetic then remembered that the brown-haired boy had not risen from the stool from the beginning to the end of his conversation in the tavern the previous evening. And Konstantin has always stood by the young man's side, which is not so much a temptation or a challenge, but more like a statement from his subordinates to his superiors.

But Konstantin didn't feel anything wrong with this process until he returned last night. In other words, part of him had already sensed the difference in the teenager in advance last night, so he felt that everything was normal at that time.

He took a slight step back and whispered, "The Punishment Knight has a squad that hasn't been back until this morning. ”

Little Fryman smiled slightly, turned his head to look at Carpenter, and said, "Give that to the adults." ”

Listening to little Fryman call himself "grown-up", Konstantin somehow suddenly felt a strange emotion, as if he saw a divine being moving away from him.

However, this thought was quickly interrupted by the metal arrow sent by Carpenter, who looked at it carefully, nodded, and said, "I already know the fate of those knights when the arrow is in your hands. May they rest in peace, Amen. ”

After drawing a cross on his chest, Konstantin looked at the boy and asked: "Do you see the camp of the knights?" Do you know who the murderer is? ”

Little Fryman did not reply, he calmly walked to a table and sat down, completely ignoring the fact that there was still some sticky and unknown residue on it, and then spread his hands and said to the ascetic, "Sit down and talk, it will be a while before dawn, and Carpenter will have to make some preparations, and when it is dawn, we will set off together." ”

Konstantin slowly sat down on little Fleman's left hand instead of the more dignified right hand, and before he could speak, a small bag wrapped in leaves was placed in front of him by Carpenter, along with a glass of water.

Slowly opening the pouch and looking at the orc's fingers, the ascetic's gaze also stopped moving abruptly.

After being quiet for a while, Konstantin raised his head to look at little Fryman and asked, "How many of those orcs will there be?" ”

Little Fryman calmly took another glass of water, took a sip, and said, "No matter how many there are, it is not a problem, unless they discover the secrets of the ruins before we do." ”

Konstantin was stunned for a moment, drew a cross on his chest, and asked, "Are you sure those orcs came because of this ruin?" ”

Little Fleman looked at the ascetic with an almost mocking gaze, and said, "When humans are reckless because of greed, weishenme should think that orcs are not greedy?" It was only 30 miles from Tosto, and that squad of punishment knights could have rushed back that day, and Weishenme was stationed there? Listen, Father Constantine, when greed blinds you, it also kills people. ”

"What did they find? What did they get? What are they trying to hide? ”

Listening to Konstantin's question, little Fryman smiled slightly and said, "No matter what they found and what they hidden, I can only tell you that they got the most that should belong to them." A catastrophe, a catastrophe from which no one can escape, and can only watch themselves being killed by orcs. ”

Konstantin nodded and said, "So, you reminded me yesterday not to take the Punishment Knights to the ruins site, because you can see the future of these Punishment Knights?" ”

"The Lord asked me to spread his voice," little Fryman said, after drinking the water, looking at the sky outside the door that was gradually brightening, "this shijie will finally bear the wrath of the Lord, and the end is coming." Those who break the commandments, those who are disrespectful to the Lord, those who are greedy, will be judged most justly. Yes, the most just trial. Amen. ”

"What is the fairest trial?"

"Regardless of status, rich or poor, male or female, young and old, they will be judged. Only the purest can reach the Lord's throne and survive in Paradise, and those who are unclean must be cleansed of the dirt from their bodies in order to receive the Lord's forgiveness. Those who can't get rid of the dirt will struggle in hell, and they will have to wait for tens of thousands, millions of years, when the angel's trumpet blows again, before they have a chance to be judged again. ”

Konstantin drew a cross on his chest and said: "That will go to hell too many people." ”

"Perhaps," little Fryman stood up, unwilling to say too much about it, and looked at the dwarves already assembled outside the door, and the brown-haired boy said, "Well, we need to go." The Lord told me to go to the ruins and look for the ones He wanted me to spread, and the Lord asked me to save the world. Father Constantine, our salvation is the process of cleansing our souls. It's not enough to lash yourself out, when you're not kind enough, humble enough, brave enough, you're going to be contaminated with filth, but you don't realize it, until the end comes, the final judgment comes, you find yourself dirty. ”

Sweat began to ooze from Konstantin's head, and he bowed his head and said, "What you said is that the Lord makes us love each other, that we are brothers to others, that we spread the mercy of the Lord." And we are so focused on finding those heresies, only about killing them, that we forget that the most important thing has not really been done. ”

Little Fryman smiled again, and this morning, he seemed to smile extraordinarily, and each smile had a different meaning. But when he reached the door of the tavern, the smiles were gone, replaced by the calm of the previous evening.

"Let's go."

He stood up from the tavern table and said calmly.

Looking at these dwarves, who were either sleepy-eyed or somewhat unknown, little Fryman didn't care if there were any adventurers following him, and he left the tavern alone and walked in the direction of the Black Forest.

Behind him, the morning sun had just risen, illuminating the road in front of him, and his whole body seemed to be coated with a faint layer of gold as he walked in such light. (To be continued......)