Bernard didn't care too much about the extra paladin who served Ilmat, the god of suffering, in his entourage.

Because he didn't understand what Aroline's presence meant for the journey.

I don't know that Zuo Si, who is regarded as a "savior" by himself, has unwittingly become a huge trouble.

With the merchant's order, this huge team finally began to slowly move along the ancient trade route.

Since three experienced guides were hired in advance, and there were mercenaries responsible for surrounding the caravan and fending off possible bandits and monsters, the entire caravan looked orderly.

Although thousands of camels stretch for kilometers one after the other, there is no sign of confusion.

As for the slaves, when they heard that they would become free commoners and get a stable job when they arrived in Amm, they all showed great effort, and they did not have the slightest intention of escaping.

In this way, the whole caravan spent a morning of effort, safe and sound, through the plains covered with low vegetation, and officially entered the endless desert.

Looking at the undulating giant hills in the distance, Zuo Si, who had never been far away, couldn't help but sigh slightly: "What a magnificent scenery!" ”

"Yes! The vastness and harshness of the desert can always make mortals involuntarily feel awe and fear.

According to ancient legends, the Great Karin Desert was originally a rich forest and plain.

However, a war broke out between the Anemo Djinns, who first founded the Kalin Empire, and the Fire Djinns, who later founded the Manon Empire, over the land.

The terrifying magical power destroyed everything and finally became what it is.

Some say that the djinn is still imprisoned in the depths of the desert by the magic unleashed by the elves.

Every time a sandstorm is raised, it means that they are fighting each other again. ”

The paladin Aroline took the initiative to tell the origin of this great desert.

As she described, the history of the Kalinshan began with a group of wind djinn nobles who had come to Faeron from the Teroplane more than 9,500 years ago, and the Fire Djinn mercenaries who also came from the heteroplane a thousand years later.

Their name and the capital of the empire that were once established are still intact and have become the two most important port cities in the desert, one in the south and one in the north.

Even more than 7,000 years ago, when humans expelled the djinn to establish the First Dynasty, the seven small fishing villages that were the Netherel civilization probably didn't exist.

It wasn't until more than 2,500 years later that the latter unearthed the famous "Nethrel Scroll" and started its own era.

So although the history of the Carlins fir region is far less important, brilliant, powerful, and unbeatable than Netherrell in the eyes of many scholars.

The latter represents almost the highest achievement that the human race can achieve in terms of magic.

However, Zuo Si, who had carefully read the history of the Kalinshan and related materials and research notes, knew very well that there was a lot of precious magical knowledge and materials preserved here.

In particular, the djinns who were captured and imprisoned after the collapse of the empire brought unimaginable wealth to the spellcasters of the Kalinshan region.

You must know that the djinn, a special heterotopic creature, is a bit like the magic lamp in the story of Aladdin's magic lamp on Earth. …

Can grant a non-djinn race the ability to resemble the Nine-Ring Magic [Wishing Technique] three times.

Therefore, the high-level spellcasters here are often able to obtain a lot of knowledge from other planes, rare materials, and various strange creatures through the wish-making ability granted by the djinn.

Of course, there are many fools who are too greedy to make wishes that cannot be fulfilled and "disappear" out of thin air.

"Sounds like a great place for adventure and treasure hunting, doesn't it?" Zuo Si made a joke half-truthfully.

He is of course very interested in the treasures buried in the great desert, but he will never try his luck without any security and preparation.

Aroline stared at Zuo Si like a madman, and it took half a minute before she warned, "You'd better dispel this unrealistic thought." Port Carlin is home to many adventurers who dream of getting rich overnight, as well as mages and warlocks who yearn for great power, but they never return alive after entering the depths of the desert. ”

"If I insist on going, will you follow?" Zuo Si asked with interest.

"Of course! This is the test and test God has given me! ”

Almost without any hesitation, Aroline immediately replied in the affirmative.

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows a little incomprehensibly: "You know that you will die, but you still want to accompany me?" Are all paladins as rigid and inflexible as you? ”

"Nope! It's not rigid and inflexible! It's courage, perseverance, responsibility, protection and sacrifice! I promised the priest that I would be by your side and that I would do it, even if it came at the cost of death. Arolyn corrected with a serious face.

It can be seen that this young girl has a very strong faith, and her two dark blue eyes are as clear and transparent as the water of a lake.

"I see......"

Zuo Si finally understood a little bit about why the profession of the Holy Samurai was known as "the last hope that will never be extinguished".

Even if you don't agree with some of their behaviors and ideas, others around you will retain the most basic respect.

From the moment they were called to become holy warriors, these people gave up almost all their "personal desires" and became outright "altruists".

That is, if you have a fellow paladin by your side.

Then before he dies in battle, he basically doesn't have to worry too much about getting hurt.

Because the Paladin will use his body and life to protect everyone around him, even strangers who he doesn't know at all.

Chaste!

Unselfish!

Dedication!

Fight against evil and protect the weak as your life's pursuit!

The holy warrior represents the most beautiful and shining part of human nature, and is also the embodiment of all virtues.

After figuring out the logic of Aroline's behavior, Zuo Si quickly propped up a parasol and closed his eyes as if he had fallen into a false sleep.

In reality, though, he was reading the books in the "Thinking Library" that had been stored but had not been carefully read.

After all, the length of this desert from north to south is at least more than 600 kilometers, and at the speed of walking 30 to 50 kilometers a day, it will take at least half a month.

Instead of wasting precious time staring at the yellow sand all day long, it is better to use it effectively. …

Anyway, with Alena at the helm of the camel, there is basically no need to worry too much about getting separated from the caravan.

Seeing that Zuo Si closed his eyes and stopped talking, Aroline also chose to close her mouth, and pulled the cloak hard to block the scorching sunlight as much as possible, preventing the metal armor on her body from being burned and causing her body temperature to soar.

Although the paladin would hardly get sick under the protection of the power of goodness, she didn't want to find fault with herself.

You know, in the dry desert, you can't take a bath.

Water, the source of life, is a scarce resource here, and sometimes even more precious than gold.

Compared to the others who were sweating profusely, Alena who was clinging to Zuo Si not only did not feel the slightest heat, but did not even sweat a drop.

Because the [Frozen Pearl] hanging from the camel's saddle has lowered the ambient temperature to about ten degrees.

Alena even felt a little cold, and took off her hood to let the scorching sun shine directly overhead.

Heavily armored soldiers and little werewolves followed closely around, enjoying the coolness of the Frozen Pearl.

Only the orc warrior Rhett, who knew nothing about this, walked at the front of the line, chatting with the mercenaries without saying a word to pass the time.

As for the poor Drow captive, who was tied behind a camel, he had long since fainted in the scorching sun.

After all, the Black Elves were originally a race that lived in the underground world, and they had a strong hatred and fear of the sun.

Not to mention being thrown into the desert and exposed to the sun like now, even the most ordinary sun exposure during the day can make them feel weak, miserable and hopeless.