If you have not believed in something, you may never be able to understand some of the thoughts and impulses of a godly person.

Belief in this spiritual thing can lead to many unprecedented things.

Whether the belief is personal, ethnic, national, or religious, people who have faith tend to do many things that are incomprehensible to non-believers.

Some of this is good, for example, in terms of tranquility and focus. People with faith are often less likely to be confused than others, because they have their own direction in their hearts, so some ordinary people can't overcome what they can't do with courage, and they can do it without hesitation.

Fanatical believers always have no hesitation.

Shouting the name of the gods, even if there was a dragon dozens of times their size, they dared to raise their spears and straddle their horses and roar and charge.

Henry knew all this.

Nationalists can persecute other human beings who are not much different because they believe that their blood is more noble, and they shout that everything is patriotic, and swing butcher knives at those they consider enemies, even if they are their own relatives.

And religious fanatics are even more so.

If the contents of the canon are used as the basis for action, and there is no need to even meet the person face-to-face, just because it is written in the canon, then this person, even if it is only the first time, is a heinous enemy that the believers should kill as soon as possible.

Such behavior is difficult for ordinary people and even shallow believers to understand.

Henry knew all this.

It has been a thousand years since the birth of the canon of the White Church, and in the time that it has been handed down to this day, religious personnel are still writing and revising it.

This is not a book created by a god but written by a human hand, which naturally mixes the subjectivity and prejudice of the writer.

But it is only because it is stained with ink that it is written on this book of great significance, and it becomes an irrefutable fact.

If it is written that it is your enemy, then you should abandon all thinking and just wave the weapon in your hand and fight to rid the enemy of God.

Henry knew all this.

This kind of hatred, which is actually based on the truth and falsehood of unknown stories, is so strong that people can wave weapons without hesitation, and in the final analysis, it can only be understood that the brains of fanatics are not quite the same as those of normal people.

Henry knew all this.

So when the man drew his sword and attacked him, the sage did not try to justify it.

In the midst of the witch's mix—no, the day he stepped on the east coast, the planks of the pier in the port of Parnilla, at that moment, he foresaw the present situation.

The Holy Knight was somewhat self-aware, and his attack did not seem to violate the chivalric rule of "no sneak attack", but when he openly declared war on Henry, he was already very close and stabbed with his sword.

This cunning approach is intended to take advantage of this, however.

He was not the first knight of the Church to do so.

Nor will it be the last.

Church.

Church.

Holy White Church.

The Church of the Gods of the World.

As long as it's in God's name, then the process doesn't matter at all, as long as the result is good, everything is fine.

Henry didn't draw his sword, he dodged the surprise of the other party with a simple side step, and the people around him stopped, watching the two knights in full armor suddenly fight.

The light of the fire flickered on and off, and after reacting, the people quickly moved out of the way.

The paladin was clearly not going to stop, and the sage in a state of readiness was wearing Constantine's spare armor, only shoes and hands were not worn for flexibility, and in addition to this, his throat and head were exposed.

The first blow of his opponent was unreservedly stabbed directly into Henry's neck, and after the Sage avoided it, he grabbed the counterweight ball and threw the entire two-handed sword out with one hand, using this technique to extend the distance of the blow and slash at the ball of Henry's foot.

"Smack—" But the tip of the sword landed in the snow, and as if he had foreseen this, the knight quickly pulled it back and returned to his normal sword-holding position.

"......" two actions in succession, Henry guessed something somewhat.

"Dressed as white and dazzling as possible, and the noun is full of holiness and light at every turn, but how insidious and how to come-" As if strolling in a leisurely court, the opponent's quick moves one after another failed again and again. Henry's tone was sarcastic, and the knight's face flickered a little as a result.

"Shut up, I can't follow the rules with you!" he said suddenly, loudly, so loudly that the group of church knights behind him could hear it clearly. Then he suddenly withdrew his sword—not to give up on the fight, for the holy knight turned around and immediately took a spear from his companion with a wooden pole painted white more than two meters long.

It seems that he realized the disparity in strength, so he no longer intended to use the longsword as a weapon with flaunting skills, but chose a more powerful weapon.

"Draw your sword! Are you looking down on me!" the paladin then shouted, as he changed his weapon for a longer one, and everyone around him struggled to avoid farther away, and in an instant the light of the huge campfire was thrown in large numbers without the shadow of many figures. Many of the onlookers standing on the opposite side subconsciously closed their eyes, and between this dark and light transition, the knight seized the opportunity to level the spear and stabbed at the sage with a lunge.

This time, instead of aiming at his head and neck, he stabbed at the breastplate, and anyone could see it clearly without reservation. The impact of a two-meter-long spear is far greater than that of a longsword, so choosing a target with a larger torso is enough to knock Henry back even if it is protected by armor, and once he masters this rhythm, he still has a chance to win.

Longer and larger weapons, he did not intend to underestimate the psychology of the other party, and seized every opportunity to attack decisively.

- In all aspects, it is shown that this is a veteran.

Not being bound by chivalry, not sticking to those detailed rules, even if they are still followed on the surface, is really just finding a loophole that cannot be refuted.

A good warrior needs not only reliable training, but also a lot of experience, otherwise he will only be dull and stiff in battle, and will be defeated in unexpected ways by more skilled people.

In all respects, this paladin is a combat professional worthy of recognition.

But still.

It doesn't change the facts.

Both of them knew the facts.

"Ho!!" The successive thrusts failed repeatedly, and the knight's attacks could not even force the sage back. He seemed to be getting a little anxious, so after a lunge, he suddenly changed his tactics again and tried to attack with a throwing gun.

"Ahh

"Smack!!"

It's like a tong.

The Sage easily dodged the shaft volley and grabbed it with one hand.

No matter how hard I pulled, I didn't move.

"Enough temptation, right?" he whispered, looking into the other's eyes, as the firelight flickered.

It wasn't loud, because the people around them had given up a great distance so that they could fight, and they couldn't hear Henry clearly.

“...... I wasn't going to be just tempting, but it didn't seem like much of a full-strength shot in front of you. The paladin's attitude suddenly changed, as if the previous scene was all acting—or maybe it was.

"After all these years, the church has a grudge against you, and I don't believe that they didn't send troops to try to solve this matter, but you are still alive. ”

"Aurora's nightmare. He spat out the word that had been spoken by many people again, while his body still tried to pull the spear back.

"I can't defeat you, I know that, but I have to make it clear to my men. ”

"To avoid any idiots injuring themselves before they come into contact with the real enemy. ”

"So all of the people here this time are from the Thirteenth Department?" Henry shrugged, and the knight nodded, "Yes, it's all insiders, at least they all know what you've done." ”

"I want you to know something. The Holy Knight suddenly said, "Your Excellency. ”

This long-lost honorific title without irony made the sage feel uncomfortable—he frowned.

"I know you don't like it, but it's out of respect, please understand—"

"Anyway—" "Click—" the paladin said as he spoke, and suddenly he took a step back so hard that everyone could see clearly that he was using his calves to exert his strength but still couldn't retrieve the weapon from Henry's hand, and he whispered.

"Even though even the canon declares you to be a traitor, the object of which all the armed men of the Holy See of the Jetina sect must be summarily executed. But within the church, there are still many people who agree with your approach. ”

"The church today, like this nation, has become excessively weak. ”

"They don't understand the meaning of the word sacrifice, and they are so immersed in hedonism that even the splendor of God has been forgotten by the world, and they think, 'It's just that it's not a big deal,'" said the knight, turning his head to look at the dim statue of God in the middle of the town of Scotty, with a look of anger on his face.

And Henry was just silent.

"We've long forgotten the decisiveness of the past, of what you did—" "That's enough" "Smack-" Henry let go of the spear in his hand, and the knight took several steps back, steady, and did not fall to the ground.

"Boom, boom—" The sound of armor and weapons clashing sounded one after another, accompanied by the light illuminated by a whole line of torches, and Konstantin, Minna, Margaret, and Mira led the army to quickly rush over.

“...... Continue to arm, and the excitement will end here. The sage turned and shouted to the soldiers and soldiers who were gathered around, for those who did not know the facts, did not even know Henry's true identity, but only regarded him as a passing knight, the battle was wonderful but also a little confused.

Fortunately, the paladin who was studying with Henry was not an idle person, and he spoke at the right time: "Ah! I'm sorry, but when I saw this knight's tall stature, I suddenly became competitive, and I caused you trouble, so please bear with me!"

This explanation was obviously acceptable to them, and with the arrival of Konstantin and his officers, the passers-by continued to talk about it and walked around to get back to work.

As for the objects that this performative "duel" wants to show the most, the knights of the church who know more or less about what they are looking at each other and saying nothing to each other.

"You know what I mean. The paladin who had fought with Henry exhaled and said so.

"Figure out the priorities, figure out what we're doing here. ”

"For the glory of God. ”

"Yes, for the glory of God. The paladins patted their chests with their hands and said.

Konstantin and the others, who arrived after realizing it, observed the surrounding scene, and with the previous emergency report, they could guess what was happening. Mira quickly ran to her teacher's side. Margaret's attention was drawn to the huge transport procession behind, and the black curly-haired aristocratic lady let out a long sigh, spoke to Constantine and ran over to communicate with the caravan personnel, and then guided them to the designated place with a very skillful appearance.

And the leader of the paladin, who had fought with Henry for a short time, turned around and looked at him after he finished speaking to his own people, and then nodded to the knight with black curly hair.

"What a faux pas, you must be the commander here. ”

"Yes, you are welcome. I am the commander of the garrison, the Imperial Knight Konstantin. The Knight Chief stretched out his hand as he said this, and the paladin frowned as he introduced himself, but then Konstantin continued, "I believe that everyone is on the same side when it comes to confronting the witch, right?" ”

He clearly had something to say, 'This man is not simple' The paladin smiled slightly, then took his hand: "Yes, it is. ”

"I am the Religious Court of Jetina, the Executive Paladin Minister of the Thirteenth Division. ”

"Please call me Adolphus. The knight in white armor introduced himself, and Konstantin frowned.

"Does the Witch Annihilate the Army......"

"That's really, really, a great shot. ”

The "......" firelight flickered, and in the not very bright corner of the city wall, looking at the backs of the busy sappers, Henry did not say a word.

"Someday. After a brief silence, the girl suddenly said.

"Huh?" the sage responded with a short tone of voice.

"Someday, you'll tell me all your past. Henry was stunned for a moment as Mira said this, then turned his head and looked at Mira's face.

Her blue eyes sparkled in the firelight, and the determination was as firm as she had said she had been to take control of her destiny.

Years were enough for the sage to understand.

When this girl says that, she will definitely do it.

"Okay. He suddenly smiled.

It was the first time Mira had seen Henry smile so softly.

"Someday. The sage stretched out his big hand and ruffled her hair.

"I'll tell you someday. ”

"Little girl. ”