Taylor was looking this way in the distance, the teleportation station, the street was full of people, looking at Katrina's back, Tarrant stood at a loss, he didn't want to do anything out of the ordinary stupidity to attract attention, and the bad luck started, he raised his glass and poured the lime down, plucked up the courage to shout, "Hey, Katrina!"

The mage stopped a carriage.

"I'm coming to pick you up in the evening?" said Tarrant carefully.

The mage grabbed his robe and stepped into the carriage, "depending on my mood," and she closed the door.

"Oh......" she replied, indicating that she wasn't as angry as Tarrant had thought, a good sign, as he watched the carriage head toward the Institute.

"Friend......" Taylor came over again at some point, "I'm sorry......"

"Forget it," Tarrant put down his glass, "Say less next time." ”

"If there's anything I need to explain, I'll do my best," Taylor carefully rubbed the gown.

"Do your job," Tarrant walked out of the teleportation station and in the direction of the temple.

The Temple of Maxine is in the east of the administrative district, adjacent to the Temple of Dawn, the whole building is in the form of a standard quadripartite, meaning uncompromising, abiding by the rules, although not as grand as other temples, but the outer wall of the Temple of Maxine is the most complete and attractive, it is divided into eight sides, in the form of relief to describe the deeds of Maxine, representing eight virtues: justice, forgiveness, humility, glory, valor, selflessness, sacrifice, Faithfulness, they seem to be rich in the tenacity of justice, so that everyone who sees the temple of Maxine will have an indescribable sense of worship, they are the code of the paladins, but also the wealth of the people of Maxine, like a sacred mirror, looking at the temple is like facing one's own faults.

Tarrant stopped at the door of the temple and sighed heavily, he hadn't been to the temple for a while, Maxine practiced it, and his people had to abide by it, making it their main task to perform good deeds and spread miracles, except for the clergy, who prayed daily in the temple would be considered a sign of hypocrisy. Believers advocate loyalty through deeds, and Tarrant firmly believes and stands for this, the last time he came to the temple to beg for God's forgiveness, he did something wrong, and that incident was much less minor than this one.

An elderly mage stood at the door, he was a believer who was responsible for spreading the faith of justice to the masses, two young people were waiting to listen to his preaching, they were too young, they could not hide the childishness of the child in their adoring expressions, the simple long sword with a dull blade at their waists, maybe they had never even seen a goblin, but the power of justice would grow slowly, and faith would guide them on the right path.

Tarrant nodded to the mage and walked into the temple, where the reflection of the statue of Maxine was reflected on the cyan stone floor, and the worshippers had cleaned the entire temple like a crystal ornament, and two people stood in front of the statue bowing their heads in prayer.

On the left side of the temple is a conference room, and some voices can be heard faintly, there is a meeting today, and there is a rest room on the right side, where the clergy in the Maxine Temple rest, and four paladins guard the four positions in the hall.

Tarrant strode forward, the stone floor making a clear "stomping" sound that seemed empty and independent, and he raised his eyes to the huge statue staring at his arrival.

Maxine is a watchman, he protects all good beings, unlike the arrogance of other gods who look up, Maxine's eyes are looking at the feet, the direction of his people and the earth, humble and guarding.

Tarrant stopped in front of him, "May justice bless the earth." ”

The idol looked at him sternly, the lines of his resolute face were engraved with perseverance and determination, which was the unremitting insistence on justice, the unrelenting remorse of his promise, his existence was the most shining virtue in itself, Tarrant could no longer look at it, he lowered his head, and put his right hand into a fist on his chest, "Great Maxine, please forgive me for my mistakes." ”

He had made too many mistakes, and on the way back he had thoroughly reflected on the whole thing, and the whole thing was because he had been immersed in the arrogance of the nobility, and had never subconsciously put the status of the halfling on the same level as the status of the human being, and he despised the value of the halfling, and he treated the halfling with condescension, and because of this, he freely promised the unattainable.

The scene in the lair flashed in front of Tarrant again, he heard the cry of the halfling, he couldn't tell which was a nightmare and which was real, he only knew that the halfling stayed there forever, maybe the death of the halfling was a doomed result, but Tarrant did give up on him, a paladin's transgression.

Tarrant closed his eyes, "May justice enlighten me," he said silently.

There was no movement in the ethereal state of mind, he could feel the gaze above his head staring at him, his emotions were suppressed and difficult to fluctuate, "May justice enlighten me", he kept muttering silently.

Without forgiveness, without punishment, could it be that Maxine had given up on himself after becoming a paladin of trial?Tarrant bowed his head even deeper, I broke my promise and trampled on the right of halflings to live, but I had no choice, I was powerless to fight, what should I do?

The idol never answered any of the questions in Tarrant's mind, and after a long time, Tarrant raised his head, "Have you given up on me...... Is it because of the hatred and vendetta in my heart that you refused to make me a dragon paladin...... Am I still a paladin...... Do I ...... Are you still qualified to be your subject?"

The eyes of the Colossus looked down at him, as if for sure, as if for disgust.

Tarrant looked at the statue of Maxine more and more confused, no matter what justice thought of him, he would insist, he wanted to fulfill his duties as a paladin in a more resolute way, and even if he had been abandoned, he would make up for it with the rest of his life.

Maxine didn't have time to bother with his request, Tarrant was just one of the countless believers who had made mistakes, he looked up at those eyes, sighed deeply, it was time to go, he walked to the door in disappointment, and a blue-robed mage stopped in front of him, it was the temple's deacon, the mage, Strapp.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Strapp asked, squinting.

He was a young but erudite mage who was often seen in the library behind the temple, taking care of the day-to-day affairs of the Temple of Maxine, and Tarrant bowed his head, "I made a mistake. ”

"Everyone makes mistakes, you don't have to be so confused. ”

"This mistake cost a man his life and made me go against the spirit of knighthood. ”

Strapp held his hand and motioned for Tarrant to follow, and he walked towards the library behind the temple, "Is that what you intended?"

"No...... At that time, I was no longer in a position to keep my promise. ”

The two walked into the library, and Strapp took out an old book from the bookshelf by the wall, "Have you read this one?"

Taran nodded, it was a description of Maxine's deeds before he became a god, adventures, achievements, legends, many of the contents have no conclusive evidence, just based on limited clues, but every warrior who fights under justice will seriously admire it.

"What have you learned from here?"

"Virtue, adherence to the norms required for justice. ”

Strapp shook his head slightly, "That's just a superficial story, it wants to express more than that, virtues and rules are of course the most precious qualities, but just seeing this is a narrow stop at praising Maxine's greatness, which is to belittle it." ”

Tarrant looked at the page, "...... you mean?"

"This is a philosophy of right and wrong, an interpretation of the true meaning of justice. ”