Chapter Ninety-Seven: Prayer

Katrina danced excitedly on the side of the road as she left the venue, and Tarrant didn't think she would be interested in the "wonderful event", which she never participated in when she was in graduate school.

"Quick," Katrina took Tarrant's hand and danced forward, "I forgot to go." ”

"Are we really going?" Tarrant bowed his head unconfidently, etiquette was not what he was good at.

"Why?" the mage circled around Tarrant with the end of his robe.

"Yes...... At least we need a decent outfit," Tarrant said, pointing to her civilian clothes and Katrina's robes, "It's out of place to dress like this." ”

"Hmm......" Katrina paused and nodded earnestly, "Go back to Siant, just before dark." ”

"No, no", leaving Wilsin meant absconding, and Tarrant quickly found the best reason, "Teleporting long distances twice in a day, I'm going to throw up." ”

Katrina pouted, "Your brain isn't in contrast to your height. ”

"I can only express regret," Tarrant rubbed the corners of his eyes, "My advice is to give up." ”

"This ball is going to be lively," Catrina had already decided.

"Okay......" Tarrant moved his injured arm slightly, "I don't do that at a ball." ”

"Enjoy the delicious food, Wilsin will definitely prepare the best. ”

The two of them walked down a lively street and saw the statue of Justice through the roof of a low house, Tarrant, "I need to go to the Temple of Maxine once." ”

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at the door", Katrina refuses to enter the temple of God, which she thinks is the boundary of believers.

After passing through several streets, the temple of Maxine was presented in front of it, and the dazzling thirty-foot statue stood in the wide square in front of the temple, with the statue as the center of the ground circled like a wave spreading around the square, and the last ring of the circle connected to the temple gate, a blue-gray building about twenty feet high, with Maxine's warning inscribed on the outer load-bearing columns.

Being in the square gives the feeling of being watched by the light, as if every circular stripe is a blessing from Maxine, and the glory of the paladin of Tarrant is strongly stimulated as he approaches the statue, and he naturally bows his head, "The god of justice protects the world." ”

He stepped into the temple, in the center of the wide hall a small statue of Maxine was receiving prayers from the believers, and was decorated with completely different objects from Sant, eight giant swords were erected in front of the eight load-bearing pillars in the temple, knightly virtues were engraved on the body of the sword, and the two giant swords behind Maxine were forgiveness and sacrifice respectively, which was the designer's understanding of virtue, and the character of Maxine was likened to the sharpest weapon.

Tarrant stopped before the deity, and with great difficulty he raised his right hand against his left chest, "Thy servant prays thy mercy, may thy mercy be upon the people who have lost thy faith, and may light and justice be revealed." ”

Gilu Island was a nightmare for all the villagers, in the dark days they were accompanied by fear, trembling, and the dead loved ones whining in their ears, it was a hopeless life, and Tarrant deeply sympathized with them, and he prayed that Maxine would bless the island, let the light return, and restore peace to the island.

"May true love be free from torment and separation," Tarrant continued.

Albert and Gloria died together, but the poor boy never received a personal reply from the girl, he died a moment before his wish was granted, and died as a noble sacrifice like a true knight, Tarrant did not Gloria's last choice was out of guilt or true love, at least she accepted it, if that qiē did not happen on the island of Gilu, no one could really understand Albert, "May they be spared the pain of Simiri and Erhemi" Tarrant blessed the souls of the two with peace, and hoped that the two could meet again and protect each other in the realm of the dead in Erhemi.

A sense of domination gradually manifested in Tarrant's consciousness, and the gods heard the prayers of the faithful, and Tarrant, delighted with the villagers and young lovers, he raised his head, "Thank you for your listening and favoring", he had another prayer, but he did not continue, it was a selfish thought, contrary to the greatness of God, and even seemed filthy and filthy.

Gold was never necessary, and Tarrant insisted on that, even though he was in such a predicament now, and he lowered his arm that was numbed by pain.

"We must act effectively," a high-pitched male voice sounded in the room on the left side of the hall.

The temple was supposed to be silent, it was a sacred realm, Tarrant looked into the room.

"Silence in the clamor of the temple is blasphemy against God," another man shouted to stop the roar.

"Justice is being challenged, the rules we adhere to are being shamelessly ridiculed, it's time for the Fist of Justice to strike" The first man lowered his voice slightly.

They seemed to be discussing a sin to stop it, and Tarrant scanned the hall, all the worshippers who were praying, and there were no Templar Knights, and he walked towards the room.

"I agree, Maxine's servants must defend the glory," a determined female voice said.

Tarrant stopped at the doorway, there might be three or four people inside, and a man who sounded like an archon was adamantly rejecting his men's plans to attack.

"The evil tentacles of the paladins of the dark hall are seeping into the light, they yin the young paladins are falling, breaking the agreement, trampling on the rules, where is the justice of Wilsing?"

It's the Dark Paladin, and Tarrant didn't expect the Fallen of Wilsing's to pose such a threat.

"Maxine will choose his followers, and all those who betray will be forsaken by God. ”

"The right to punish is in our hands, and the hour of judgment has come"

With the sound of slight footsteps behind him, Tarrant subconsciously turned around, a paladin.

"Can you do it?" The paladin asked in a loud voice.

The discussion in the room stopped, and Tarrant replied that I needed treatment. ”

"Go ahead", the paladin pointed ahead.

"Thank you," Tarant nodded in thanks, and he slowly moved forward, and as he passed by the door of the room, the people inside were staring at him, seven people, two of them, a black-haired paladin with her right hand against the hilt of her sword, her sharp eyes shot at Tarrant's face like an eagle.

I'm afraid it would cause a misunderstanding, Tarrant's lack of armor makes his identity questionable, he walked out of the area quickly, he did a simple magical treatment at the priest's, the injury on his arm improved slightly, he untied the bandage, it would be ridiculous to have this at the ball.

As she walked out of the temple, Katrina sat on a bench in the square and watched a white bird peck, "Great Master", Tarrant walked away.

"To Paver?" The mage cut his long hair, "Prepare your evening dress." ”

She must have been looking forward to the ball, "Well......" The dress she wore at the celebratory ball in Wilsing had to be decent, and Tarrant immediately thought of gold coins, with only a lot of copper coins left in the Spirit Pattern bag, "We...... Let's go back to the green leaf forest first, I'm a little hungry. ”

It was already noon, and Katrina did not refuse this Jianyì.

The sound of the wheels cooing made it difficult for Tarrant to calm down, watching the shops on both sides of the shop pù Tarrant constantly calculating the expenses he needed, he had to prepare his dress before dark, annoying, it was impossible to earn dozens of gold coins.

A tavern flashed in front of the window, and Tarrant turned his head sharply, and by an incredible coincidence he saw hope, the old man he had cursed was standing at the tavern door

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Prayer

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Prayer