The game of falcon is nothing more than tracking, assassinating, and snatching, and Rex shouted loudly in disgust: "Storm ......" Before he finished speaking, his teammates grabbed his arm and stopped it.

Tarrant is very clear about his remaining combat ability, the fierce battle just now caused him 6-8 wounds, excessive blood loss, and the most important thing is that the right arm holding the sword was cut, and the strength of the arm cannot be restored, and he will become a burden to Rex if he continues to fight. The paladin looked at Patrick heavily and said, "Tell me about your game." ”

"Listen carefully," Patrick leaned over the paladin in front of him, "My mission is simple—destroy the Psionic Monsters. ”

Oh, destroy the spirit sucking monster, if Tarrant can get out alive, his next step is to eliminate the spirit sucking monster, Patrick just gives both sides a step, he will not be embarrassed in front of his subordinates, Tarrant can also use this legitimate reason to leave, in addition, it is the falcon that caused the spirit sucking monster crisis, Patrick is still digging out the surplus value of Tarrant, completing the falcon should make up for it, very connotative requirements.

"How's that?"

Rex picked up Tarrant and "deal", he understood Patlik's intentions.

"Very well, I wish you all success. Falcon map I'll have Mochi send to the Light of Sanctuary. ”

The long-awaited map was finally about to arrive, and Tarrant smiled, "You're a good person, compared to other falcon bugs. "He doesn't compliment his opponents much, but the Falcon Wings deserves his praise.

Patrick raised the corners of his mouth, "The world's misunderstanding, you can leave." ”

Rex helped Tarrant to the door.

"Wait", Tarrant turned back, "I have one more request", he remembered one thing, it was fitting to propose it now, it was up to Patrick to decide.

But one more request seemed a bit of a stretch at this point, and Patrick looked at Tarrant.

"Stop looking for bystanders. "If the falcon continues to hunt down the feathered angels, there will always be a day in case.

"Spectator," Patrick remembered the one Justin had mentioned, "yes, the Falcon won't look for bystanders anymore." ”

Reassured, Tarrant walked out of the big house with Rex's support. When Tarrant looked back, the plant in the corner of the house that had climbed up seemed to be the claws of a giant beast in the middle of the night, clutching half of the house.

The two of them walked in the dark, and on the corner of the street floated a black visor on the ground, which the watcher often used to cover his face, and its owner may have ended his life in the fire.

Rex seemed to be thinking about something, his brows furrowed, and Tarrant couldn't help but ask, "What else is going on?"

Tonight has reaped a fruitful harvest, the map, the bystanders, the punishment has paid the greatest price, for the knights who have been looking for the spirit sucking monster for many years, tonight is worth cheering and celebrating, Rex did not find this mood on his face.

"I have a request", Rex said hesitantly, as if it was a difficult request to speak.

"Speak. ”

"Falcon's map, lend it to me when you get it. ”

The map is the work of the squad, each member has rights, and the Storm Knights are also committed to eradicating psionic monsters, and Tarrant looks at Rex in bewilderment, and the word "borrow" is too uncommon.

"Astin's punishment came so quickly that I didn't have time to ask...... He may also have spies in other organizations......"

After Rex said this, Tarrant thought of this problem, such a big move of the falcon, there must be some traces found by other organizations, but no one has reported it now, he thought of something by the way, Rex's past has been betrayed, he has a distrustful attitude towards the members of the organization, there is very likely to be a spy of Astin in the Storm Knights, a sensitive issue, it is inconvenient to delve into it, Taran nodded his head, "I'll leave it to you first after I get the map." ”

The priest breathed a sigh of gratefulness, "Thank you." ”

"That's what you risked your life to get there. Regarding the spies in other organizations you mentioned, if you find out, I'll help you with it. ”

Rex, of course, understood what Tarrant meant, and he lowered his head and stopped talking. The Knights of the Storm were a very independent organization, and they rarely liaise with other organizations, so he couldn't immediately decide whether to accept or reject Tarrant's kindness.

As soon as you enter the center of the business district, there are many people standing in the alleys, many black market merchants are standing in the alleys, shops on both sides of the street are shouting loudly, and the bustling night market transactions in Siante have begun.

Tarrant straightened up and left Rex's support, "I can do it", he didn't like to be noticed on the street.

The Andreas Inn and the White Mist were in two directions, and the two parted at the fork, and Tarrant took a carriage back.

Back home, Tarrant was still rejoicing at tonight's harvest, the map should be delivered soon, he was about to leave Siant, he had to eat something delicious before leaving, he slipped into the kitchen, and after fiddling for a long time only found half a leftover roast goose, he poured a glass of Rantney, took a sip, the cold feeling immediately spread in his stomach, very comfortable, he ripped off a piece of meat, and the smell left over made him appetite.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and Tarrant put down the roast goose, "Stewart, haven't you slept yet?" and he turned to look at the old butler.

"Oh, what have you done!" exclaimed the old butler at the sight of Tarrant's armor, and he hurried to the knight's side, "something terrible must have happened to you!"

It was stained with red and purple blood, as well as countless tiny scratches and several scars, and Tarrant pretended to be very surprised, "My armor! Damn, someone must have played tricks, it was too dark for me to notice." ”

"What about the scratches on it", the old butler's thumb slashed across the armor, and the scratches were all fresh.

"Sword competition, swordsmanship needs to be practiced, right, I've been practicing all day, and it turned out to be like this, but I promise that guy is worse than me", Tarrant continued to grab the roast goose nonchalantly.

"This is not your adventure world," the old butler said, taking the cutlery from the cupboard, "you have to use this." ”

"Okay, okay, it's time for you to go rest", Tarrant picked up the utensils and carefully cut the roast goose into small pieces, and Stewart slowly left the kitchen.

After enjoying the perfect meal, Tarrant returned to the bedroom, took off his armor, and looked in the mirror, he found that he had six wounds on his body, the strictest on his left shoulder and right arm, at that time, if it were not for the magic paralysis of the Stone Guardian, he would never have been able to continue fighting, now Tarrant not only felt tired, but also found that his head was a little drowsy, and the effect of blood loss was evident when his consciousness was not burdened, he lay on the bed with his head upside down, the soft mattress, his whole body relaxed, and he quickly fell asleep.

When Tarrant opened his eyes again, it was still twilight outside the window screen, and around six o'clock, it was rare to wake up so early without a plan, he rubbed his eyes, propped himself up, and his body was sore, and he had to take a shower.

The years of adventure have left him with no chance to take a bath, and he has no time to return to Siante for a few days, so he should make good use of it. Tarrant filled the tub with hot water, and when the steam smoked the bathroom mirror into a sandy surface, he slowly sat down in the tub, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, the tiredness that had accumulated in his heart was relieved, and every part of his body was fully recuperated.

He had been lying in the tub until the hot water was cold, and then he reluctantly got up, changed into clean clothes, planned today's itinerary, the stone guard in the corner needed to be repaired, last night's incident needed to be reported to Ryan, and Blenger's matter, Tarrant had always remembered that he had to find a way to help him.

It was going to be another full day, and Tarrant walked downstairs with his armor, and the maid was already busy in the hall, and Tarrant couldn't remember her name, it seemed to be Emily, and he asked, "Is Stewart up?"

The maid heard the voice and turned her head to see Tarrant, and quickly stopped the live bow in her hand and saluted, "Not yet, my lord, do you need to call him?"

"No need", the old butler needed to rest, and Tarrant asked again, "Is breakfast ready?"

"Yes, my lord, I'll get it for you. ”

"I'll go by myself, you can be busy", Tarrant walked into the kitchen, breakfast was toast and omelette, he tasted the omelette, the most common method, just fried the eggs, a typical ghetto recipe, although the craftsmanship is good, but it is not a grade off Stewart's exquisite practice.

After breakfast, Tarrant went to Hatser's blacksmith's shop, where the big blacksmith was sweating a piece of iron, and when Tarrant stepped through the door, Heather saw the armor in Tarrant's hand, and while regretting that its owner was too unkind, he scolded the black marketeer who sold his iron.

The merchant never appeared again, and the crooks were animals with a keen sense of smell, and they would not give the deceived a chance to redeem them, like a mouthfish, and he probably would never return to Siant. Tarrant was there to appease Heser for a long time before leaving.

Afterwards, Tarrant hitchhikes to the Light of Sanctuary.

It was a coincidence that this time he came, when Tarrant just twisted the doorknob of Ryan's office and found that there was no one inside, he turned around and hit Ryan, the head of the regiment was in a slightly better spirit, he opened the office door and asked casually, "How is that priest of the Storm Knights?"

Since the last time the head of the regiment asked Tarrant to go to Rex by himself, Tarrant has not come to the Knights to report the situation, he has reported the actions of the past few days without reservation, Ryan's expression changed from anger to surprise to doubt, and finally, it became relieved, he confirmed: "So, Patrick will send that map over in the near future?"

"Yes," Tarrant remembered and couldn't help but smile smugly.

"Hopefully he'll be reliable. ”

"I think he'll keep his promise. ”

"Tarrant", the regimental commander's tone suddenly became stern, "Don't think things too smoothly." Haven't you learned enough from that person in charge? ”

He was talking about Astin, and Tarrant understood what the regiment commander meant, so he quickly straightened his seat, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I understand." ”

The head of the regiment continued: "The situation is different now, before, I gave the task, Elliott thought, you execute, now Elliot is not here, you need to learn to think independently. The virtues of knighthood require us to trust, but we must distinguish between goals, not everyone is worthy of our trust, from the moment man invented the gold coin, society has moved towards degeneration, and it is not only our faith that keeps us awake, but also our thinking. You have the spirit and ability of a warrior, but you are not experienced enough, remember this lesson, trust while keeping your suspicions in mind. ”

Doubting a qiē, Tarrant Murphy remembered the word, the experience of his predecessors is a great treasure for future generations, and it is also the rarest treasure, and he will make good use of these experiences.

"Of course, there's something I have to say," Ryan walked over to Tarrant and held out his right hand with a rare smile, "You've done a great job this time, we can finally get the psivacs back to where they belong!"

This was Ryan's heartfelt compliment, and Tarrant got up to shake his hand and interjected, "I have one more thing to ask." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Blenger ......"

"Blenger", Ryan's smile immediately disappeared, "Do you care about him too, he's already ...... Become a member of the Dark Temple Paladin. ”