Of course, the short distance from the auditorium to the door of the Golden Church was not enough to talk, and John sent the two of them all the way to the door of the hotel, and then he roughly said what he wanted to say.

It turned out that John had been successfully promoted to level 4 paladin.

Even if the promotion speed of the warlords and clergy in the early stage is relatively fast, in such a short period of time, a young boy who does not know anything and has not received any training can still be said to be a very amazing achievement. So much so that the Golden Church in Cape Dorne held John in high esteem and regarded him as a potential Chosen One.

You must know that if you really pass the Divine Election Ceremony in the Holy See and become the Chosen One, it is equivalent to becoming the small group of people who are most favored by the Lord, and the road in the future will be very smooth, and it is even possible to become a pope.

That's why the church appointed such a young John as the captain of the Third Glory Squad of the Holy Knights.

At first, Leo was also worried that John would suddenly gain strength and power, and that he would feel overwhelmed, or that he would forget that the sky is high and the earth is thick. However, judging from the conversations on the road, although the boy has matured a lot in the training that the church has endured over the years, his mind still retains its original innocence. And perhaps it was his humble background that taught him that he should always be in awe and grateful.

"Now that Mr. Chris is back in church, I can study with him again. Standing at the entrance of the hotel, John said with a wistful face.

"Keep it up, my brother, and then you'll get everything you want. Leo patted John the shoulder. Although the other party is tall and strong, in his eyes at this moment, John is still the little boy who was timid and cowardly, but dared to steal bread in the kitchen in order to repay himself.

"I will, Brother Leo, and I'll never forget what you've done for me!" John said firmly, "I've heard that Lordaeron is as strong as a forest, but if it's a big brother." I think you'll be able to beat them all. ”

"What about me, what about me?" Sanders struck on John's breastplate in displeasure, making a "pounding" sound.

What happened in the shadow world before made the two of them friends of life and death, and they didn't have so many scruples about talking.

John replied very seriously: "Big Brother Sanders is also very good, but there is still a gap behind Big Brother Leo, so at most he can only win second place." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three of them immediately burst into laughter, attracting the curious eyes of many passers-by.

............

After a comfortable night's rest, the next morning, the six of Raventon had breakfast. According to the notice I received yesterday at the Magi's Council, I set off for the Golden Pier.

Despite its name Gold, the dock could not have actually been built of gold, but rather was owned by the most powerful Golden Church in Cape Dorne.

However, the Golden Church is unimaginably tolerant of trade, and as long as it is not an evil business of cultists, other fleets, merchants, and travelers can use the docks as long as they pay a full amount of taxes.

The Golden Church itself does not own a fleet of ships, nor does it directly engage in commercial trade, but only needs to charge a corresponding fee every day, which can bring in a very large income.

But. The Golden Church did not need to do anything, they had to send members of the Order to patrol the docks every day, assist the city defense forces to inspect the landing of foreign visitors, and distinguish between spies, cultists, subversives, and so on.

Now. It was only eight o'clock in the morning, and there was still an hour before the appointed time, but the wharf was already full of people, and countless carriages were already heading for the wharf. From the deep ruts, it was clear that each of them was laden with goods.

With the exception of Sanders, who is half a native of the country, and the well-informed Silliman, the six of Ravington have basically seen this kind of scene for the first time. For a while, they were curious to look around, and followed the flow of people to move forward.

Fortunately, although there were many people here, the order was very good, and almost no one stopped or did anything to affect the progress of the team.

Everyone is a businessman, and of course they all know very well that "time is money", the most famous proverb of the Black Water Goblins,

Walking through the long passage, after a while, the six people of Reventon had already arrived at the entrance of the dock, because the identity of the mage was very special, so the Golden Church did not search them, but only made a general inquiry, and let them through.

Passing through the gate, the eyes suddenly opened up again. The vast coastline, which stretches for several kilometers, is full of wooden boardwalks that extend into the sea, and on both sides of these boardwalks, a variety of ships are docked.

Not only that, there are also many ships on the sea, some are ready to enter the port, some have just set sail, the pure white canvas reflects the morning sun, and flocks of seagulls are in the middle of it, accompanied by the sea breeze, giving people a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

At this time, a voice came not far from the gate: "Hey, are you also passengers going to Milan Island?"

Rubersky looked over and saw a man in a large-brimmed hat smiling and asking questions.

The man looked to be forty or fifty years old, with a curly beard, dressed appropriately, but did not reveal a strong fishy smell, and at first glance he looked like a crew member who had lived at sea all year round.

"Yes, we are. "Rubersky said at the bottom of Lake Rubersky.

"Ha, please come here, I'm the first mate of the Beauty, and a few people from the academy have already arrived. As he spoke, the man slapped a boy next to him on the head, "Nick, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly bring these distinguished masters on board!"

"Oh, oh......" The boy named Nick seemed to react at this time, nodded and said to the people in Raventon, "Sir, please, our ship is not far away." ”

Walking through a few wooden plank roads, Nick pointed to a huge sailboat in front of him and said, "That's it, old man, please come over." ”

After saying that, the boy ran back, presumably to receive the contestants from other colleges.

Leo looked towards the sailboat and saw Hiddink Marvey, the vice president of the Dorne Magi's Council, whom he had only met yesterday.

At this time, Hiddink Marvey also saw a few people from Raventon, and he immediately showed a bright smile and greeted him, "It's really early, but it's okay, you can choose the cabin first." ”

Seeing him there, Rubersky was finally relieved, otherwise if he waited for the wrong ship and delayed the competition, it would be the biggest joke of the year. (To be continued.) )