Fred sat quietly under a big tree with the cold wind on his back, and he tightened his sheepskin jacket from time to time, a weather-beaten man like him, his health was getting worse and worse since he was thirty-five years old.

I still remember that the priest assigned fewer and fewer tasks, and when he saw someone else promoted to captain, when he returned home, the child told his wife that he had ridden away with a strange uncle, and there was no food in the pot.

Thinking of this, Fred frowned, he shouldn't have been angry at the child that day, so much so that he ran out on that cold night, the weather that day was even colder than today, and after that, the only news he got from the child was to see his human skin in a black market.

"The Dead Child Skin of the Moon's Destiny, 6,000 marks."

That's what the smiling boss told him, and that's the only time he's lost a fight.

When the bishop personally led people to capture him, there were not many people left alive in the entire black market, and he had his limbs broken, but he still had his sword in his hand, and cut off the head of the wizard behind the scenes.

The Bishop did not say anything on the way back, but gave himself twenty marks, including the child's skin, and sent him away to the Templars, who saw him off with pity and told him that he would have been rewarded for taking a black market, but that he had accidentally killed too many customers.

Fred said, I did it on purpose.

The Templars chimed in and used the money the bishop had given him to hire a carriage to take Fred twenty marks.

The family is gone, the relatives are gone, the title of church exorcist is gone, and he becomes a fugitive.

The coachman threw him on the side of the road as he drove out of town, burned the last vestiges of his loved ones, and then blended completely into the woods.

The night was crucial to his escape, he knew in his heart what the customers with the family crest were, and the sound of the hounds in the distance seemed to remind him that he could not lie like this, and he gently stroked his broken body, trembling and holding it in place with the uneven branches.

Two years later, he fled where he once lived, but the assassinations at night and the wanted guild reminded him that he couldn't relax.

Ten years later, those assassinations have not appeared for a while, and those who go to the guild can even take on the mission, and those who know about it have long forgotten themselves, or disappeared again, and he met a girl in the village where he hunted and made his heart flutter again, but he hesitated, and in the end it only cost a few dozen marks, and he got the flesh but did not dare to have extravagant love.

It was a happy thing, and he didn't have to be responsible for anyone, but he couldn't be happy because it was never the life he wanted.

Time was squandered in vain, another decade passed, he was old, and he became submissive when he went to the guild to receive tasks, and when he met nobles who were not as big as his deceased children, he would bow down and salute, and he would not laugh at the reprimands of those who were dissatisfied with the completion of the tasks, and he would not be arrogant when the young bounty hunters in the guild boasted in the tavern, and secretly showed disdain.

Time passed, the president changed a few times, and the fame he had accumulated in the past twenty years dissipated with the fact that things were wrong with people, no one went to Fred for a mission, and the young people became more and more disrespectful to him, and they all called him a lonely old immortal behind his back.

Fred felt that this was wrong, and he began to worry about his salary, and one cold day, he went to the president with the food and wine that he had prepared for a long time.

Talking to the doorman about the words that he hated the most in the past, after all, he still has to think about his future life, and life is the most important thing.

But it's a pity that the other party didn't give him this opportunity, even if it was a junior warrior who he used to rub his fingers to death.

They went from arguing to a smash to the ground, and Fred angrily clenched his crosssword like an elderly lion who had been robbed of food by wolves.

Yes, he found out, he was really old.

Old enough to probably not be able to beat this junior warrior, with this suspicion, he walked outside the city, but the cold weather made him doubt himself even more, he was not twenty years ago.

He wondered if he would be able to walk through the wilderness as he had done before.

The cold wind swirled from afar, and he tightened his clothes, and he didn't notice that the two copper plates in his trouser pocket that blocked the crossbow fell out, so he slowly closed his eyes.

"Has God left a fortune for devout believers, just to the east?"

"It turns out that those bugs are blocking our way to get rich!"

"Now it is said that 80,000 people have been gathered, and some people have burned down their houses to show their piety, oh my god we better hurry up!"

The noise woke Fred from under a tree not far away, and he shook his eyes slightly, and his body stiffened to his feet.

"Excuse me, do you need an exorcist?" Fred asked expectantly as he walked over.

"Oh! Oh, my God! The New World is simply so attractive, yesterday there was a stepdaughter, and today there is a beggar. A warrior wearing a white coat of chain mail with a rusty red cross on his left shoulder walked over, and he looked up at the not too short Fred in the crowd and said, "But God treats everyone equally, even if you are a beggar, it doesn't matter, but you have to prove that you can contribute to the New World, such as military records, skills, etc." ”

"Ha, sir, you're kidding, what can this old guy do, you see the sword he is carrying, it's like scrap metal, if you don't know it, it's just to come over to eat and drink." Someone saw that the crusaders were not satisfied with Fred, so they hurriedly stepped on the human.

"Yes, I'm old and shaking in the wind, be careful when walking, don't fall to death in the crowd!" Other people watching the excitement also followed, and for a moment everyone represented justice, and Fred, who was suppressed, was almost speechless.

"I'm a folk exorcist, I have my own strength and technology, and it's all tested over the years." Fred's numb body slowed down, trying not to look trembling, he looked at the crowd and said:

"I once helped Father Naga get rid of a young girl who behaved strangely and was very unusual, I also helped the village of Artley solve the werewolf cannibalism incident that even the knights couldn't handle, and I fought with Father Mozi and the demon hiding in the girl's body on that terrible night."

"Shut up, you old liar!" When the crusader heard this, he was furious and said, "I don't know the first two, but how many years have been dead for Father Mozi, and you say that you two join forces, it's ridiculous!"

Fred opened his mouth when he heard this, and finally sighed and said, "Of course, that was fifteen years ago. ”

"The clergy wants us to assemble outside the city tonight, and then march to the capital of Nuele to listen to the Archbishop's teachings, this lying creature must not remain in our ranks, which would tarnish the sanctity of our ranks." The crusader ignored Fred's argument and said directly to the people around him, "Go ahead and prepare." ”

"Wait, how do you want me to prove my strength and fight a duel?" Seeing that he was leaving, Fred hurriedly shouted, his eyes were already full of bitterness, and if he missed this opportunity, he might not be able to muster the courage of the saint again.

"Ha, you old fellow, duel? You see your ears are frozen, and I can touch them with my hand. The warrior glanced at him when he heard this, but seeing that he was stubbornly waiting for his reply, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Listen to the old fellow, I don't care what happened to you before, but it's very unlucky for you to enter the team and die halfway, um. Do you really want to go with us to the New World to spread the faith of God? ”

"Please accept me." Fred said reverently, and finally his knees went limp, and he slowly knelt down.

A crowd of people laughed at Fred's humble appearance, and it was impossible to expect sympathy from them.

"It's rare for you to be so religious." The warrior looked at Fred and frowned, then sighed, "If anyone can vouch for you, that you won't die while running to the bread and milk of the New World, then I promise you." ”

Fred's face was bitter when he heard this, who in this world can vouch for others, even if the same thing happens to him, I'm afraid he doesn't care about it, right?

"I can vouch for this old man." After watching it for a long time, he saw that no one accosted him, so he walked out by himself.

"Who are you?" When the warrior saw that someone had really stepped forward, he couldn't help frowning.

"My name is Warner, and I'm an old acquaintance with this old man." He looked at the warrior and said, "I'll take care of his safety all the way." ”

"I've never heard of that name." The warrior frowned when he heard this, and even Fred was surprised when he saw Yang Se stand up, and in his impression, he didn't know this young man!

"Fred and Warner, both very good exorcists, we were famous in the past." Talking nonsense.

"We have a lot of bounty hunters and mercenaries here, but we don't know you." Someone stood up and questioned.

"It's like I know you, why don't we draw two rows?" He looked at the man and smiled.

"Okay!" The man was not humble when he heard this, and he took his sword and walked over, "Just so that you can see my methods!"

"Come on." He drew his sword as well.

"Stop!" When the crusaders saw that they were about to fight, they hurriedly said, "When we arrive in the New World, we are our own people, and we must hand over our lives to each other, and no one can be estranged!"

"Is that so?" Hearing this, he turned his head to look at the Crusader.

"Of course! Is it because of the bloodshed in the recruitment that affects the faith and sentiment of other people? The warrior glared at him and said, "Since you want to guarantee that old man, then pay the security deposit, ten gold coins, and you can take him with you!"

"Ten gold coins?" Masturbating looked embarrassed, and reached into his arms, "Nine and a half lines?" ”

"I can accept half of you." As the warrior spoke, he saw that he had taken out nine and a half pieces of gold, half of which looked like the stubble was still new.

"Good." The crusader looked at the gold coin in his hand and nodded, "May the gods of heaven bless you." ”

"God is with us." He said with a smile.

The warrior smiled, then looked at the people around him, "We are a legion formed with the permission of the Church, the warriors of God who go to the Garden of Eden, and they will forgive your sins, but if there are also deserters, they will be hanged!" Did you hear it all?"

"Hear me clearly!" The people around immediately shouted loudly when they heard this.

"Wait until the appointed time to assemble outside the city, I will not wait for people who do not abide by the time." The crusader left this sentence and walked towards the tent area in the distance, where there were still people in need of salvation.

After the warriors left, the men began to disperse in all directions, and they were about to prepare supplies for the expedition, and the voices of the people faded away, and they could be faintly heard saying: "I thought that the crusader would make things difficult for him, but I didn't expect that he was also a meat eater."

"Thank you for helping the young man, but can you tell me why?" Fred struggled to his feet after the warrior had left, looked at Masser, and asked gratefully.

"No, I just think you're more like an old friend of mine." Teaser said.

"Really? What's his name? Fred was surprised and asked, "I think I really have a twin brother in the Seth Kingdom." ”

"He's not here, and I don't mean looks." Hearing this, he shook his head slightly.

"Is that temperament?" Fred asked, puffing up his chest slightly.

"Almost, you're all old, you're miserable, you're old, you're like beggars, and you're all in this profession." He said in a deep voice.

"Well, I thought I was the only old exorcist in this age." Fred said embarrassedly.

"No, he's a wizard." Shaking her head, she pointed to Fred's ear and said, "Rub it with snow, or it'll rot." ”

Fred nodded, grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his unconscious ears, until both ears regained consciousness like Tutu had become big, and then led Tuser to the tavern he had been absent for a long time.

There were a lot of people in the tavern, and even many of them shared tables, they were all idle civilians and idle mercenaries, planning to take the opportunity of the expedition to the New World to make a fortune.

"Then the crusaders said that we should go to collect gold and bread, but we have to form legions, why do you sound like this is starting a war?" A civilian with a big tongue asked.

"You know what, there are no bugs in your garden? Aren't there any rats in the house? Were there no snakes in the Garden of Eden? It's all a precautionary measure, and if someone over there prevents us from spreading our faith and scavenging for gold, then we have to use our sword to teach them how to behave!" A drunken mercenary answered him, and was greeted with the applause of many people.

"It doesn't matter if there is a war, the family is out of food, and it is rare for the church to allow it, so we will do his best!"

Drinking silently in front of the table, while listening to the wine talk outside and Fred's wine talk, I don't know if it is to make himself worthy of the nine and a half gold coins, Fred increased his boasting about the past deeds, fought the incarnation demon, killed the descendants of the ancient demon god, and had close contact with the spokesman of God, but through the details, he could still hear it, he exorcised the evil little girl, got rid of a fake werewolf, and often went to the church to confess.

(End of chapter)