The magical energy quickly faded in the surprised gazes around her, and Katrina was still standing on the portal.

"What's going on?" said the Teleporter Commander as he walked briskly.

"The spell has failed", the teleporter lowered his head and whispered.

Tarrant rushed to the stage, "Katrina!" He anxiously visualized the mage's entire body, seemingly without any apparent damage.

Katrina's eyebrows tucked, "I'm fine," she swallowed, looking like an accident.

"I'm sorry", the commander apologized, "This teleporter's jīng god is not in a state of consciousness, he failed to cast a spell, immediately arrange for another teleporter", he raised his hand to the other mage.

The second teleportation is completed in a supervised manner, and Katrina disappears in energy.

The skilled teleporter held hands and invited the waiting Tarrant to the stage, "Rest assured, I won't make that kind of low-level mistake. ”

"I have a question for advice," Tarrant didn't move.

"Did the teleportation fail?" the mage smiled regretfully.

"What causes it?"

"Our teleporter is not yet proficient in the gods, and the mages who are studying teleportation are not strong in their casting foundations, please forgive me, they will need some time to sharpen. In the meantime, I can assure you that a failed spell will not cause harm to your friends. ”

"Could it be something else?" said Tarrant with a hint of xìng.

"It can also happen in some special cases, for example, magic anti-xìng can resist prophecy spells, and a prophecy immunity spell can have the same effect. Or the special effects of magic items. ”

Tarant nodded, "Will these circumstances cause the magic stagnation just now?"

The teleporter thought for a moment, and finally gave an uncertain answer: "Possibly." ”

"Okay, please teleport for me". Tarrant stands on the portal.

A dizziness caused Tarrant to retch, falling backwards with one shoulder.

"Old man, you're in terrible health," Taylor said behind him, "are you facing mental deterioration at such a young age?"

"Good thing you're not a priest," Tarrant began to recover, pushing Taylor away and sitting down. "Otherwise all the sick will die at your hands. ”

"Why is it two minutes slow", Katrina Hou said.

"One last look at Wilsin before teleporting, maybe we'll never go back," Tarrant replied casually.

"I'll send you home". Katrina crouched down to support Tarrant.

"Okay", Tarrant walked out the door with his support, the familiar scenery of the borough made people feel relaxed, "Do you have any plans for today?"

"Rest", Katrina bowed her head and walked forward.

"You're rarely in such a hurry as you are now". Tarrant said casually.

"In a hurry?" the mage disguised with a smile, "It's been so long in Wilsin that I've almost forgotten there's a home in the White Mist. ”

Tarrant took her hand, "You did the failed teleportation?"

Katrina pursed her lips. "I haven't mastered the prophecy immunity spell yet. ”

"I'm wondering about this, how do you do that?" Tarrant was sure. Her expression was too unusual, "Does it have anything to do with this?" he held up her hand.

Katrina suddenly pressed her hand to Tarrant's mouth. "I'll sue you if I find out", she looked at the serious Tarrant, "Heh, I promise", she withdrew her hand, "Also, I don't like people with scumbags on their faces." ”

"Me too," Tarrant hauled, "I have to go to the temple first," he gestured to the temple of Maxine in the distance.

"See you another day", Katrina waved her hand and continued to walk forward, her afternoon must have been arranged.

In the past, she would choose to wait at the door of the temple, there was only one thing that could fascinate her so much, magic, she was using the power of her palm, Tarrant watched Catherina's back until she got into a carriage, can negative energy be immune to prophecy spells?

This question could only be hidden in his heart, and Tarrant could not mention it to anyone, paradoxically hoping that there would be a learned mage to guide Catherine, and that she could not be left to study on her own.

The Shrine of Maxine was as calm as usual, no one was praying in front of the statue, and Tarrant stood in the zhōngyāng of the hall, "I'm back." ”

There was nothing to pray for, only guilt, Tarrant's hands were stained with the blood of the dragon paladin, "I beg your pardon, two dragon paladins died in front of my eyes, I ......"

Blengue gave up all his reputation and identity in order to complete his mission, he cut through the thorns and marched firmly in the darkness, Cho Penny's faith freed her from the devil's control, her death was a mercy and favor to all, the great devotion of these dragon paladins converged into Maxine's righteous force, their light always shines in the sky, and if there is a choice, Tarrant is willing to pay any price to keep them alive.

Soft, gentle, a wonderful feeling surging all over the body, a mysterious power appeared beside Tarrant, Tarrant lowered his head, this feeling had before, he clearly remembered that it was the God of Wisdom!

The light shrouded from top to bottom, and the mind made a link, and the voiceless voice said: Paladin.

Tarrant raised his head, he could only see the halo of the ring, and the hearing just now seemed to be a jīng divine communication, he couldn't believe it!

"You're coming", the figure appears from the light on the left.

"Blenger?!" Tarrant rushed forward, it was Blenger's voice, "Are you here?!"

"Seize the opportunity", the figure recedes in the light and disappears.

Tarrant looked around in confusion.

"You've done a great job," Cho Penny said behind him, "thank you." ”

There was no one when he turned back, hallucinations?Voices directly in his head?Tarrant had no clue, this was the realm of the gods?

"You don't have to blame yourself", a loud voice reverberated throughout the space, without direction.

Tarrant did not reply.

"Death is everyone's destiny, are you afraid of death?"

"No, sacrifice accompanies the paladin. ”

"What is the duty of a paladin?"

"Defend justice," Tarrant replied.

"Justice is in the heart, it has no dividing line between black and white, how do you protect it?"

No one has the right to define the dividing line, and Tarrant struggles to think and can't find an answer.

"Does your faith determine justice?" the voice continued.

“...... No, faith can only make people sober ......", Tarrant clenched his hands into fists, he thought of something, "Faith is the judgment of zìyóu, it is self-awareness, but it does not determine justice, it can be wrong or it can be right......"

"Your answer is......"

Tarrant suddenly realized that all the judgments of good and evil come from self-consciousness, and he revels in self-righteousness! A true paladin does not look for the line between black and white in vain, there is no line at all! How to define it?

The halo gradually dimmed, and the voice did not continue to ask.

Since there is no dividing line, and the same attitude should be used towards all people and things, it is a broad mind and a tolerant heart, Tarrant opened his mouth and said softly: "It is love." ”

The light fades away, and the link of thought is broken. (To be continued......)

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