The glory of God, the glory of nations, the glory of oneself...... The Paladin is the one who is wrapped in these contradictory entanglements, and from Oakes, it is not difficult for Punk to see the shadow of Jonny Zodas - that is a pathetic avenger who has fallen into the vortex of hatred and wrapped himself in glory!

But what does all this have to do with punk, for him, isn't Jonny's hatred for the black dragon Ovac in the throat an opportunity to take advantage of?

Punk, who began to put Jonny and the Maple Leaf Kingdom into his plan, went ahead with Oakes, and Ben Rachel, who was still nosy, could only sigh in the end and trot to keep up with Punk.

Behind him, the hungry little boy with green eyes had already bitten the little girl's arm hard, and the little girl who was suffering from pain gouged out the little boy's eyes with her fingernails............

"Glory, what a pathetic country"!

Ben Rachel muttered to himself unabashedly.

"You ......"!

Oakes, who was sitting in front, undoubtedly heard the words of Ben Rachel, and Oakes, who had been violently stimulated by the punk at the city gate just now, was about to explode when he heard that Ben Rachel had insulted his glory again.

But when he turned around, he saw Ben Rachel's angry pupils.

A gloomy but warm flame burned in Benrachel's pupils, and even through those small slitted eyes, the light of the fire may be faint, but the heat contained in it still has the heat of the soul...... At this moment, Oakes could feel the anger of the mage in front of him that could not be ignored.

In the end, he chose to turn away without saying a word:

"Two adults, the hotel arranged by the Maple Leaf Kingdom for the two adults is in front, and there is official business below, so I will not accompany you."

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Warm flames burned in the delicate red brick fireplace, and every now and then a little flame splashed with crimson sparks, and the pale red fire lit up the birch table in front of the fireplace, and the light and shadow of the flame reflected on the white ceramic dinner plate.

There are two plates on the table, and both plates are filled with the same delicious food - roast duck with cellar wine.

This kind of roast duck is the top and most expensive delicacy in the Maple Leaf Kingdom, each duck is fed with spices from a young age on a special farm, the cellar wine that is paired with the roast duck must be fermented for more than 100 years in the top old cellar, and the cherished spices that are more expensive than gold are kneaded into the duck meat of the roast duck by the royal chef using the most exquisite techniques, and the roasted crispy duck skin enshrines the taste of spices and fat duck fat in the flesh and blood of the roast duck.

It has to be said that even punks have to admit it. The taste of the roast duck is very unusual, as if you bite into it, the crispy crust will break easily, the warm and soft duck meat will tumble on the tip of your teeth, and the delicious crispy will bloom gently on the tip of your tongue............

Punk was satisfied, and it didn't take long for him to eat a third of the roast duck.

However, bin Rachel, who was sitting across from the punk, did not move his knife and fork - the delicious roast duck he had been thinking about all the way was finally in front of him, but Ben Rachel did not seem to have any appetite at this time.

He was staring out the window.

There was a little girl in rags, curled up stiffly in the cold wind, motionless - she was dead!

The night in the city of Maple Blossoms is very cold, even if there is a fire with a lot of coal, the temperature inside is only a dozen degrees, in the fierce cold wind outside, it is too common for ordinary poor people in the Maple Leaf Kingdom to not wake up, and it is common to see that the beautiful waiter standing next to Punk and Ben Rachel has a strange expression.

But Ben couldn't see it, it was impossible for him to ignore it like a punk, and he was looking at the body of the skinny little girl, a little confused and overwhelmed:

"Brother Sai'an, I feel funny when I say it, I have done bad things in Ben Rachel, I almost reached the point of the evil camp when I was young, and I have never done anything good since I got older, and the official mages who were killed before I was promoted to the master level are almost unscrupulous, and after I was promoted to the master level, I was even more unscrupulous, opening a black market to sell those potions to the red-robed maniac, forcing female apprentices to sleep with me, and killing those disobedient subordinates has never been soft............ But now, when I see these children suffering, I feel sad and angry............"

In the light of the fire, Ben Rachel no longer had that unorthodox comic feelings, and now he looked more than ever like an old man in his last years, his fat face full of wrinkles left by the years.

"If you think about it, when I was a child, my dad was right, I was more suited to walk the streets with him and sell apples than to be a big boss or a mage on a whim............ Speaking of which, I am also more than 4,000 years old, and I was left with a dark wound when I was young, and I can live for four or five hundred years at most............ Legends or anything else are not realistic for me...... At this time, there is still so much sentimentality, and I will be angry about the situation of these ordinary people...... People deserve to be laughed at............ But I still can't control myself!"

Benlachel casually hung the roast goose in front of him to the corner of the table, and then summoned a flame to burn the body of the little girl outside the window to ashes.

It is not difficult to see that Ben Rachel is very sad and confused now, and the fire element around him has begun to be full of loneliness, and the flames in the fireplace will inevitably flicker dimly even if more wood is added.

"Jingle Bell"!

Swallowing the last bite of duck meat, Punk put down his fork with a blank face.

"Sadness, confusion, anger, sympathy, these boring emotions are just obstacles in the path of the caster, entangled in these childish things...... Ben Rachel, that means you're nothing more than that."

The punk's words are as cold and sharp as ever.

But this time, Ben Rachel, who was immersed in his own world, did not respond to him, and the lost fat old man was still looking out the window without saying a word, watching the howling cold wind sweep away the ashes on the ground and the little residual warmth.

"Forget it"!

Punk, who hadn't paid much attention to Ben Rachel's reaction, stood up casually.

"Your naivety and stupidity have nothing to do with me, after killing that black dragon, it doesn't matter if you plan to save the country or the world, but ............"

With that, Punk looked at Ben Rachel with a chill in his eyes.

"Don't let your stupid emotions get in the way of my plans, it's the bottom line of my tolerance"!

With that, Punk turned around and walked out of the inn, he didn't plan to spend the night in the accommodation arranged by Jonny, and he was going to dig a cave as a temporary accommodation before the night had completely fallen.