Walking into the resplendent hall with a little nervousness, Simon Page took a deep breath to ease his tension. www.biquge.info he really didn't adapt to this kind of environment. He'd rather lead a raid on the Troll Cave than stand here in leather for a ceremony. He always felt that the neat clothes he was wearing right now were constrained.

At the moment, he was wearing shiny leather boots, and his armor was shining. Not only that, but his beard and hair were trimmed. If you weren't an acquaintance of his, then you wouldn't believe it anyway, this radiant paladin at the moment was covered in mud, with a scruffy beard, and the stench on his body could smoke a goblin to death half a month ago.

But no matter what, under the infection of the atmosphere around him, he gradually felt better. The surrounding colleagues whispered to each other, talking about the previous adventures and the rituals that followed. After the long and harsh battle with the orcs, the surviving paladins gathered in the cathedral for a promotion ceremony.

The refurbished paladin Simon Peggy looks dignified. He had brilliant blonde hair and blue eyes like a blue sky. Although his skin has been sun-kissed by the wind and sun, if you can see places like the inside of his arms, you will see that his skin is fairer than that of a native woman. Combining these characteristics, anyone can come to an obvious conclusion: the paladin Simon was born into a barbarian.

Despite this, he has not been discriminated against. Paladins don't ask where they come from. Besides, how many times have his powerful arms cut off evil and defended good? He has always been admired by his teammates around him, and if he hadn't repeatedly resigned, he would have been promoted to district captain. "No, I'm not qualified. That's what he'd always done. Everyone thinks he's modest, but he really thinks he's not up to the task. That's right, although he was born into a barbarian family, he was well-educated, excellent in martial arts, and extremely prestigious. He knew, however, that he would never be determined to punish a brother who had made a mistake in accordance with the regulations. He is a person who is full of emotions and easy to impulsive. Won't be a good sir.

The paladins didn't have to wait long. Although the red tape in the church has increased, many of the ceremonies have become extremely lengthy. But the ritual of the paladin will not be like that. Their ceremonies are always full of military efficiency.

Still, it took a lot of time to complete the whole ceremony, and at the end, an old holy warrior walked up to the stage and addressed the new juniors. He talked a lot, but he spoke especially about the new generation of paladins who were becoming more and more arrogant and losing their former humility. He said that he had noticed that the current paladin was actually shouting something like "Die! judgment is the duty of my god" in battle, and that such words should not come from the mouth of a paladin. He also said that the abilities bestowed by the Lord on the paladin are a metaphor for the role of the paladin. Paladins are not just punishers, but more importantly defenders. The Lord did not give the paladin the ability to go berserk, nor did he give the paladin the ability to manipulate lightning and shoot fireballs. The reason why the Lord bestowed on the holy warriors was divine grace, holy healing, courage, aura, and divine blessings. It is hoped that the holy warriors can first guard faith, kindness, and order......

When he finished speaking, all the paladins took the oath together. The content of the oath is the obligations that they are familiar with. With the completion of the oath, the host officially announced the end of the ceremony.

After exiting the hall, the paladins gradually returned to their active form. After all, after all the burdens, they are just a bunch of young people.

"Hey, Simon, you're a powerful sword! When I tell the priests, they all don't believe it! Yours is a sword from the top of the head to the jawbone! ”

A jovial little paladin said to Simon. He blinked at Simon with his watery eyes, and spoke with glee, as if he had made them himself.

The Holy Samurai Simon just smiled faintly. He knew the light-haired lad and knew that he was sexually active.

Seeing Simon say nothing, the paladin Nick Frost was not discouraged. He ran to the front of the line and shouted, "Brothers, fasting has put my chest on my back, and besides, on this festive day, we can't do without wine!

"Good!" most of the holy warriors agreed. Before the promotion ceremony, these paladins had to fast for three days. Now, there's nothing more than a feast on what they could expect.

In these dark times, drinking was one of the few pastimes that the lower classes were able to do. Naturally, taverns sprang up everywhere. But these paladins couldn't just find a low, gloomy tavern to enter. Although they are not all nobles, they are not comparable to ordinary people. Of course, they won't be able to enter the only luxury clubs. There is not the atmosphere they need now. If you're going to bring your girlfriend to dinner in the future, it might be a good place. But what they want now is a lively and noisy celebration.

Fortunately, there is a suitable restaurant not far away. It's not like some of the fine dining restaurants that are constrained, and it's not like the taverns that serve only poor food and bad wine like mud. In fact, the hotel was originally designed to serve students at the university in the city. Although those students often make a lot of noise and disturb the peace. But after all, it also brings business opportunities. Although some students are shy, after all, most of them are at least from middle-class families. Therefore, both the atmosphere and the food in this restaurant meet the requirements of these holy warriors.

The fast-moving Paladin Nick rushed into the hotel first, and the largest room for a banquet was secured. By the time the holy warriors stepped inside, the nimble servants had already set up their plates and glasses.

As soon as they came up, the paladins asked for a lot of snacks such as fried sweet dough and small pancakes. After three days of fasting, they didn't have time to wait for the hot dishes to come up. When they had finished comforting their stomachs, they turned their attention to the bottles of wine. Nick may be lacking in combat, but he has a good relationship with everyone. He has taken into account the tastes of all the people, and now he has a wide variety of fine wines on the table. From the strong distilled spirits that irritate the throat, to the indispensable fruit wines of all kinds (the most of course, of course), to the sweet mead, to the mare's milk wine made by the nomads, and the liqueurs sweetened with spices. On the table there was even the golden medicinal wine of the Abbey of Premontlais, which was delicious and warm, and was served in a small brown clay bottle. As for the common ale, of course, it was even more indispensable, and one paladin simply borrowed the small axe that Simon carried with him to split the lid and let everyone drink happily.

If anyone has little interest in wine (and indeed there is no such thing as anyone sitting here), there is plenty of milk, juices, and clear spring water for him to drink.

"This place is wonderful! Look, there's a lot of alcohol. According to the boss, he often entrusts students from all over the world to bring their hometown wine, which is why the wine here is so rich. I think you'll be able to drink as much as you want. Nick boasted.

"Not necessarily, there's one less wine from our hometown. A paladin from the same barbarian clan shouted.

"What?"

"That's the cool and delicious kvasss that our people make! But don't let that distract us, for there is still good mead. ”

Hot dishes were also served, such as fried calf kidneys, fried roe deer meat, quail stuffed with spices and fruits, roast leg of lamb, roast chicken with honey sauce, and shortbread made of larks and pigeons. The paladins threw down the grapes, figs, and baked apples that they were still munching on. Pounced on the dripping oily delicacies. The assorted casserole was also served, and it was full of delicious food. In the face of these delicacies, the paladins seemed to be a little too gluttonous. They poured large chunks of food into their mouths with their hands, stuffed them to the brim, and then relied on wine to barely flush them down their stomachs. Of course, if necessary, these paladins can also participate in the banquets held by the nobles with good manners and etiquette. But in the current situation where three days of fasting are so lively and festive, it is understandable that they are so indulgent. According to Nick, "It's all your own people, there's no need to pretend!"

As the paladins satisfied their food and clothing needs, more exquisite dishes were also delivered. More exquisite pastries than before, as well as delicacies from the mountains and seas sent from faraway places, make this feast very rich. For example, delicacies such as crab cooked in wine abound.

Nick was really an active man, and at his instigation, the paladins drank like oxen. The toasts alternated like a marquee. One will be for the Lord, another for the King, and one for the weapons in hand. In fact, this exquisite cuisine, this overflow of fine wines should not have appeared. There were countless rules that bound the paladins and taught them humility. But it was like a cloud of smoke. As the land grew richer, the church began to corrupt under the encroachment of the world. However, the essential change did not take place. Defending order, guarding goodness is still the watchword of the paladins, and they do exactly that. Take, for example, these frowning paladins, who of them have not been wounded, who have not fought valiantly against the brutal orcs, who have saved countless lives. They felt that they had the right to pursue worldly pleasures once in a while, and that they deserved this feast. The era when the holy warriors only drank water and put an end to pleasure is over. Nowadays, the holy warriors here are shouting "the liberation of humanity!" while pursuing mistresses like secular knights.

But in any case, Simon, his kind and generous disposition makes it impossible for him to refrain from pleasure (for it undoubtedly creates a great estrangement from those around him). But he's always been very restrained. He has never committed a serious disciplinary offence.

Although the hustle and bustle of the paladin in this room is not weaker than that of any group of people, it is not inferior to the size of this room. The number of paladins is still a little smaller. And Nick had already sent the waiter to greet the other friends. Nick was extremely sociable, and because he was greeting, there was another group of rangers and priests in the room in the blink of an eye. The paladins were noisily squeezing out their seats.

The priests Nick had brought in weren't monks who could only recite scriptures. Not only did the priests belong to the same denomination as them, but they were also their comrades in arms who fought side by side on the battlefield. Dressed in full-body plate armor and armed with heavy hammers on the battlefield, these priests were no less than the paladins in battle under the influence of divine grace. In this iron-blooded age, the church would never have been able to expand without a group of courageous pastors.

And those rangers are also parishioners. On the plains of the Ichima Pingchuan River, the world of the holy warriors. And in the dark forest, it is these rangers that need to be relied on. Of course, they also fought side by side many times. Armed with bows and crossbows, these sharp-eyed rangers provide long-range support to their paladin comrades.

And with him came a bard. He holds a lyre to further set the mood.

As the priests and rangers took their seats, the milk-soaked fruits and vegetables were swept away. When they had some food in their stomachs, they drank it together. It is clear that the rangers preferred fruit wine, while the priests poured more ale into cups made of horns.

As everyone drank a little more, some of the arguments that were common at the wine table also arose. These parishioners, after all, are just mortals.

The dispute arose, and a ranger said that the game here was not fatty enough. It was probably his harsh words that reminded the paladins of their unhappiness during the last hunt. So one of the paladins opened fire, and he laughed at the rangers for being too thin to make it easier than three rounds of hand-to-hand combat in front of the orcs. Another paladin scoffed, saying that the rangers would only shoot cold arrows. A priest hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but because he was not good at words, he provoked the holy warriors to open fire on the priests, saying that the priests were weak in reciting the scriptures, and they needed the blessing of the power of the bull to wield the heavy hammer.

Verbal arguments spark action. Of course, no matter what, they can't start fighting each other because of this. They shouted about the contest and the contest. But he just moved away some dishes and made room for his wrists. This is the most concise and appropriate contest at the moment.

In fact, the contest took the paladins by surprise from the start. The rangers sent a big man from Sherwood Forest. As soon as they saw him, the paladins who knew him well sensed that the situation was not good. And when he showed his arms, it got even worse. The arm was only thicker than the arms of the orcs they had cut off some time ago.

The man from Sherwood Forest was named Bill Nye. He was once part of the mighty team that was active in the Sherwood Forest. Later, King Richard returned to China, and everyone accepted Zhao'an, but he was unwilling to make peace with his former enemy, so he crossed the sea to this continent. Sherwood's archers are famous. Even the arrogant elves with pointed ears did not dare to easily claim that their archery skills were superior to those of Sherwood's archers. From the snowy lands to the scorching deserts, there was no archer in the army who did not know the prestige of the Sherwood archers. And the weapon they used was the famous yew longbow. Although longbows are everywhere on the island. And that island nation has been recruiting longbowmen in batches. But Sherwood archers still distanced themselves from the longbowmen who were already considered excellent archers in the world. The longbow used by Sherwood's archers is a foot longer than the longbow of an ordinary longbowman, and you must know that the yew longbow of an ordinary longbowman is already a foot longer than the longbow on the mainland. The increase in length brings an increase in power, with the yew longbow being far farther than the average bow and arrow, and the longbow in the hands of the Sherwood archers having a longer range than the average yew longbow.

The longbow that Bill had been carrying was seven feet long. Pulling force of more than 200 pounds. No one knows exactly how big it is. With such a strong longbow, it's not like others can't pull it away. When I was bored in the army, there was often a heckling and encouraging someone to try the longbow. Every now and then, someone can round the longbow. But the point is that this longbow, Bill is easy to use. He was able to use it to shoot continuously.

Sure enough, in the face of such a bad star, the holy warriors were defeated one after another. Even Martin Freeman, who didn't use a sword and used a tomahawk for a long time, was defeated. He can bring that heavy tomahawk to life. But he couldn't help this ranger from Sherwood. Sherwood's reputation as an archer was not blown up. The longbowmen of that island once had a reputation for defeating dismounted knights several times as many times in hand-to-hand combat. But Sherwood archers, stronger than them. Those defeated paladins had no doubt that they were no match for Bill, even when fighting with a long sword.

But that's when Simon came in. He motioned for Bill to rest first, so as not to make the competition unfair.

To the other Ranger's surprise, Bill accepted the request. You know, just now Bill defeated eleven paladins in a row, and he didn't ask for a moment to rest.

But Beal knows the level of his opponent. Simon, who was born into a barbarian, is amazingly powerful. In fact, Bill's homeland has been invaded by those barbarians, and Bill knows very well about their horror. The barbarians were accustomed to marching on the road with boats, and Bill had heard of Simon's arm strength. Simon had slashed the orcs with his sword, and the wound was a few points deeper than that of ordinary people with a tomahawk. In the face of such an opponent, Bill did not dare to hold up, and after he had a full rest, he did several preparatory activities to mobilize the muscles of his body.

After taking the stage, the two immediately mobilized their muscles to cope with the challenge. Both sides are rare strongmen, but it's up to you to decide who is the real king.

As time passed, Bill slowly but firmly tilted his arm. But with Simon's lightning power, the explosive action turned the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.

Although Bill was not directly defeated by this blow. But it's not far off. Now, it was Bill's arm that moved closer to the table. Despite Bill's stubborn resistance, Simon used his extraordinary strength and overriding will to defeat Bill.

When Bill's hand slammed into the table, Bill shook his head and threw in the towel.

"It seems that when you fight against the ship, you only need you alone. Bill joked.

"No," Simon said seriously, shaking his head. "We are not the same people as those who carry ships around to do business and fight, although we do have a certain blood relationship. ”

After seeing this contest, the priest's side simply did not send representatives, although there were strong men among them who ran all over the ground in plate armor and wielded heavy hammers like swords, but they knew that they could not compare. Besides, they had fought alongside Simon not long ago. They saw with their own eyes, not to mention the orcs, that even ordinary ogres were no match for Simon in terms of strength. They had also seen Simon play with things when he was bored. He can twist steel into twists.

So they knowingly chose to admit defeat.

When the competition was over, they sat down together again and drank happily. Simon was suddenly the center of attention, and everyone tried to pour him with wine.

This time Simon fell, and one person could not drink a group of people anyway. Even if he had the amount of alcohol that the barbarians had.

But before he fell, he didn't make those people feel better. His opponents were also not lightly drunk.

This is the Holy Warrior Simon, who is only 24 years old at the moment, and he is in the prime of his youth.

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Have you noticed that after writing for so long, the plot has not yet unfolded?

Well, I'm trying a new style, a different style than I used to.

Of course, you can also notice that it was very different at first, but then on, I went back to the old ways.

In fact, after writing it, it was a bit out of my original intention. I had read Mérimée's novels and wanted to try to change my style. I don't plan to really do anything. Anyway, the style must be reversed

But it seems that it still failed.

However, this is just the beginning, and it depends on the next chapters.

Anyway, for me trying to change the style, please give a book review, book review, book review, book review, book review!!!!

And, I suddenly felt like I needed to work out. When I was in junior high school, I could do more than twenty pull-ups. Recently, I tried it, and I can only do up to six. Of course, I've gained a lot of weight over the years. But anyway, you can't do ten pull-ups, and that's too unusual. I thought I had a little muscle in my arm, how could I do ten. Now it seems that there are a lot of muscles to be used in pull-ups. It's not just on the arm.

It's time to take care to stay away from your computer.

PS: In the Teutonic tragedy, the Baltic has already been unified with Novgorod. Just before the reunification, the brutal Grand Duke died. The unification was accomplished by the high virtue of the Grand Duke who took office......