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Symbolizing equality and justice, the god of justice who guards goodness, the mark of Tyr.

It's been a long time, but it's just a competition for favor between humans?

The Psychic Warlock couldn't help but laugh dumbly, but he didn't intend to expose this, he just sat in the car peacefully, his invisible tentacles roaming, quietly erasing the thoughts about him from the hearts of the people around him - this time the goal itself is to get close to a secret, although a frontal attack may not lead to failure, but it is still hidden and hidden, and it is easier to succeed by quietly approaching.

After a few riots, the team still needs to move forward.

The end of the road. The carriage began to enter the field, and walked slowly, the hooves of the inferior horses were submerged in half a foot of the snow, and from time to time there was the neighing of frostbite from the snow, and it was even more difficult to move between movements, and if it were not for a faintly visible mountain path that was quite wide, these light vehicles that could not climb the mountain would have been blocked here.

But after less than two hourglasses along the path, they were completely blocked and could not enter.

More than thirty heavily armed knights walked out of the shadows of the mountain walls on both sides, forming a brilliant wall, completely blocking the road - although it was not the brilliance of magic, but the full body armor of the holy warriors who had been smeared with holy oil was also shiny in the dim winter sun, and even the mounts' vests were also uniformly arranged in a formation of more than 30 people, completely blocking the narrow mountain road, and the cold cloak that hunted in the cold wind added a bit of slaughter to them that only soldiers have.

"This is the city of Resttrick, the temple of justice. The frame of the Lord Lord David Ranion, brothers, why are you blocking our path?"

Marko, the old paladin who was in charge of leading the team, gently lifted the reins of his horse. Yang Sheng asked. But the brow under the helmet furrowed deeply - as an old paladin with twenty-one years and eight months of seniority, although he had not been promoted due to his poor qualifications, he had already experienced enough eyesight, and of course he could see the trickiness of the group of 'companions' in front of him.

The light carriage beside him belonged to the chief priest of the temple, and although it was an old car that had been used for more than ten years, the huge shield of the god of justice on the front wall of the carriage was inlaid with crystal and gold wire, which was smooth and shiny. It is absolutely impossible for these paladins to ignore unless they are all blind. But the posture they still put on to block is obviously not going to choose to let them go because they have the same beliefs.

And their shining armor speaks volumes. They have that right.

Looking at the sturdy, lightweight, and aesthetically pleasing grooves made of metal, Marco couldn't help but reach out and pull the straps of his armor.

The old paladin's equipment is also a full-body armor, but it is different from the other party's radiant Maxim style. It is a popular Benma style in the empire more than 100 years ago. The thick and clumsy appearance is still full of traces of repair, although each depression represents the glory of the family inheritance, but to put it bluntly, it is just an old sword groove, and because of a serious illness when he was a child, Marko's body did not inherit his father's strength, the height difference is more than half a foot, and the shoulders are correspondingly narrower, so the heavy armor is particularly fat on him. Even if the leash is tightened, it will still sway slightly with the horse's pace. In the image of a warrior, it is quite shabby.

But this kind of shabby is the norm in the temple - among the paladins in Resttrick City, there are very few people who can have a set of ancestral armor like Marko.

Normally, the equipment of the paladins could be given by the temple, but there was very little such money in the local temples - the teachings of the god of justice were strict and old-fashioned, and the rich merchants and nobles among the believers were not very common, and when it came to donations, it was certainly impossible to compare with the goddess of wealth or the lord of the morning sun. And it is not easy to build a full body armor, a set is worth at least hundreds or even thousands of gold coins, which can almost last the expenses of the entire temple for several years! Therefore, most of the holy warriors can also have a half-body armor, and those locks for the priest are like toys in front of the real full-body plate armor, not to mention that most of the dozen or so attendants in the back row are covered with hard leather armor and other goods, which is not much different from those scattered mercenaries.

Then, more than thirty Tyr holy warriors with standard armor appeared here, and their identities were naturally about to be revealed.

"Your Excellency is the Lord Priest of Resttrick City, I'm very sorry, because we have been ordered to guard the passage here, please forgive us for not being able to dismount and give salutes. ”

One of the group of paladins spoke, politely, but with a hint of ridicule, he was extremely arrogant: "We are members of the Holy Warriors of the Temple of Elbertford, do you have any proof of action from the priest of the diocese? ”

"This ......"

When the name was spoken, Marko's brows were already trembling slightly, Elbertford City is the capital of the province of Alberta, and its holy warrior regiment is on alert here, which obviously means that the regional chief priest has arrived, and the number of holy warriors in the main temple of the region is only more than six hundred, and there are actually more than thirty people guarding the intersection here, doesn't this mean that they have almost poured out?

On the other hand, on his own side, the priest with the most revered position in the group is only the chief priest of a city, and his rank in the Tyre Church is actually only half a rank higher than the direct holy warrior of the main priest in these regions, and if there is no corresponding certificate, it is obviously impossible to pass.

"What does that mean? What authority do they have to forbid us from going through Guò? This isn't Elbertford, is it?" "What is Elbertford? Sounds like a big one?" "That's the ...... of Elberta?" "It's a big place?"

"Marko, please take everyone and step down first. A sigh came from the light carriage, low and gloomy, but it immediately shut up the dozen or so young men who were gathered in a heap at the back of the line, and a dozen pairs of eyes were all fixed on the two old men who pushed the door out. I want to see how things unfold and whether His Excellency, the chief priest of his temple, will repel those proud holy warriors.

David Ranion, the presiding priest of the Temple of Justice in Resttrick City, looked at the team of paladins in front of him and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The purpose of his team here is very secret. Because this action involves the grace of God - just in the middle of the night a day ago, he clearly felt the long-lost command of the God of Justice, asking him to lead all the priests in the temple and more than a dozen precious magic materials to the hill in front of him to perform a magic ceremony.

The oracle entrusted by the gods himself is not only the supreme will of the believers, but also represents a great grace, and of course the Priest David Lanion could not pass up this incomparably precious opportunity. He poured out almost all the financial and material resources of the temple, made all his preparations, and then set off without stopping.

Just before an hourglass. He was still confident that he might be able to fulfill his command. But now it seems that the regional chief priest obviously has the ability to live up to his status...... The city of Elbertford, as the provincial capital, was more than two hundred miles away, how on earth did they prepare a qiē in such a short period of time, and then get here before they did?

You must know that the more than ten kinds of magic materials such as starglow stones in the oracle are relatively rare. Even if it's a provincial capital. It may not be possible to get it in a moment, but the priest David Lanion visited three nobles and mages who were usually friends one after another, and used more than 100 bottles of healing potions and six staffs to heal moderate injuries...... But if you go back and say that the deal is void now, will you be able to exchange it back for the original thing?

Ranion sighed, shook his head, and sent this doubt out of his mind, at this point, he was afraid that he could only ask to see the chief priest of the region to see if he could sit on the sidelines during this ceremony. As for these things......

Just as the old priest sighed and was about to speak, the paladin's collar suddenly reached into his arms. Pull out a sheepskin scroll.

"Ah, by the way, His Majesty the Priest just issued a decree yesterday, hoping that the priests of the various temples can purchase some relatively rare magic materials, since Your Excellency the Priest Ranion and we have met here, then please accept this list first? Oh, and of course, we can pay for the materials right away. ”

"You say...... What?" the old priest raised his brows—

In an instant, his thoughts flickered, and he already knew in his heart the reason why he was preempted this time - obviously after the regional chief priest got the news, he didn't make any preparations at all and rushed directly, obviously he was calculated, waiting for someone like himself to obediently send the required magic materials! He only needed a fatwa to complete this qiē, which was something that only the adult who had the status of the regional chief priest could do lightly.

The so-called power......

Gathered around Ranion, a dozen or so older priests and paladins also showed angry expressions at the same moment, and a few of the more excited people had even pressed their hands on their weapons - they knew more or less about the inside story of the oracle, and what it meant to a believer to complete the oracle did not need to be repeated by anyone.

So what the priest of the diocese did was nothing more than a naked raid! even more despicable than the actions of the inferior robbers!

But what is the choice?

The confrontation didn't last long, and a moment later, the priest of Lanyon had already taken the parchment generic bill of exchange from the paladin, and ordered his men to drive two of the carts to the paladin's side.

After all, the gold coin bill of exchange in denominations of 100,000 yuan represented enough value, enough for three times the amount of those materials, and even if he refused to exchange them, it was impossible for these magic materials to be exchanged for the original price, such a loss was almost unbearable for a low-level temple like him, and for the other party, he could wait for the next one to come.

"Your Majesty, are you going back like this?"

Just as the qiē was about to end, a person suddenly tugged at the sleeve of the old priest's shirt.

"Huh?"

The old man turned his head, and the gray robe that appeared beside him at some point made him stunned, and then he remembered that the young man next to him was still in their convoy and had not left...... I should have parted ways with him before I rushed just now—but it didn't seem necessary to worry about these things at the moment, so I just sighed slightly: "Yes." That's how we went back...... Even if I go to the High Priest to impeach them, it will be a matter for a later time. ”

The god of justice is also the god of law, so most of the believers in Tyre are rigid, law-abiding, and unswerving. Even if the law was completely out of order, the followers of Tyre would only look for ways to change it. Rather than choosing to ignore - as they do with evil, even if someone is sure to believe in an evil god like Tajans or Shirek, they will not choose to attack someone as long as there is no evidence that they have done something bad.

The presiding priest of the region issued an order, so he had no choice but to obey it.

"Is that so," the gray-robed young man nodded, then raised his voice, "Your Excellency the Holy Warrior." Can I know if your district priest has ordered you to guard this passage and forbid anyone to pass through it?"

This sudden question and questioner. It made the holy warriors a little unhappy, but the emblem of the God of Crucifixion around his neck still had a certain amount of persuasiveness, so he paused. The captain of the holy warrior had to respond: "It was the chief priest who ordered us. Guarding this road, no idler, etc., can pass through without a fatwa signed by His Majesty the Bishop or his personal arrival. ”

"Isn't there any other order? Like, let you leave at some point, or what specific people can be put in?"

"Nope!"

"As a believer in a righteous God, of course you don't lie, and that's all you received, right?"

"Of course!"

"Oh. I see, that is. You're guarding this mountain road, so as long as you don't take this road, it's not impossible for us to climb over a few mountains when we leave, right?" The gray-robed young man remained unhurried, as if what he was saying was just casual gossip.

More than thirty paladins' faces changed at the same time!

"No, I think the captain's memory is wrong, and the order made by His Majesty the Priest does mention that we should be under martial law in the entire area, and ask no unrelated people to enter this area......"

After looking at each other and hesitating for a long time, one of the women among the paladins finally spoke, but before her stumbling voice fell, the young man had already spoken.

"I remember that honesty is indeed one of the character requirements of the holy warriors, right?, what kind of results will it lead if you don't obey this law?" the psychic warlock smiled, staring at the pale-growing face under the palean helmet, "So, your Excellency the Holy Warrior, can you make an oath to His Majesty Tyr to guarantee that what you just said does not contain the slightest element of lie?"

"This ......"

"I don't think that's a problem, every believer in Tyre swears to obey the Twelve Commandments, and not lying is one of them, which is a very important virtue for a good paladin. If Your Excellency the Paladin is willing to swear, I think I can be a witness to your oath. ”

Lanyon coughed dryly and spoke slowly.

Ranion still had a lot of doubts about this young man who suddenly appeared, but that didn't prevent him from uniting with him without hesitation - compared to Tyre's attention, the strange actions of an ordinary priest were nothing to mention, not to mention that Ilmat was a faithful ally of the god of justice, and his followers were naturally as trustworthy as his friends, wasn't they?

"I'm sorry. My subordinates may have really misremembered, but His Majesty the Priest was really just asking us to guard the path, and it was not within our jurisdiction as to what you wanted to do to leave. ”

After another awkward silence, the captain of the paladin gave his companion a look, then bowed to the crowd.

The Psychic Warlock smiled a subtle nonchalant smile.

"Ah, there's one more thing, about these magic materials, Bishop Ranion, I think your handling may be too hasty, isn't it?" He turned his gaze: "You don't seem to have checked the true quality of those magic materials, you must know that they are decisive for the effect of magic techniques, so I suggest that you might as well put an end to this unsafe exchange first, before it causes irreversible problems?"

A smile on his face had penetrated the beard of the priest of Ranion.

So the eyes of several high-level holy warriors turned fierce together, if the gaze can kill, the mind warlock has now been cut by a thousand knives, but unfortunately for this kind of Cheng Dù's attack, his face has automatically given non-injury immunity, therefore,

To tell the truth, such a thing as a holy warrior, as long as it is good and fair, it is enough to be a good messenger of justice, but run to play with intrigues? With the rigid brains of these guys, how can they play any tricks? That is, when facing their kind, they can only use their rank to suppress it more or less, and it will not cause any backlash.

Several paladins made brief eye contact with each other, and watched as the convoy supporting the Temple of Tyre in the city of Resttrick began to leave the place by 'other routes', and immediately sent two knights to report to the center of the hills, trying to mobilize their men and choose the order of the priest to stop the opponent.

It's just that they obviously don't know that there is a pair of eyes that have been staring at their movements from afar,

"You're amazing," Pastor Linna said heartily (to be continued...... looking at the young man's seemingly distracted face)