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Chapter 620 Our Justice

'Chok~~' Suddenly, Haidar drew his sword and scolded: "What do you mean? Isn't it funny to help the poor?! I don't even have a conscience at all!" Preg on the other side also pulled out the short sword and small round shield at his waist, glared back sternly and scolded: "What time is it, a blind fellow? Who buys food for his soldiers and attendants to eat? Buy it for those poor ghosts who have no land and no power, what can they do? They don't even make a sound of fart! Life or death is none of our business." The old men can't care about their own life or death, and they still care about them? If you want to fight, okay, come here!"

As he spoke, a large group of men had already gathered around him, that is, a group of warriors and low-level mages with so-so equipment, all of them staring at them fiercely like fierce wolves, the axe halberd in his hand was already shining with cold light, and the magic wand was even more colorful and shining, and there were bursts of strange noises, just waiting to burst out. Preg had made a fortune and hired a few low-level mages who were clever enough to buy some inferior products from the Arcane Research Commons, and he made do with it. It's more than enough to deal with the poor acid mercenary in front of him.

The two sides were looking at each other murderously, but the townspeople and merchants watching the bustle next to them were in a commotion: "The sheriff is here! Don't fight, you will be punished by the lord!" Everyone looked back and saw that there was a holy warrior wearing silver light heavy armor and a colorful battle robe, the steel pattern round shield on his left hand was shining with colorful elemental resistance luster, like a beautiful rainbow condensed in a piece of iron and silver flowers, strong and gorgeous; If you look closely, this person is still wearing the golden insignia of Woking, the goddess of wealth, and the shining bright gold contains a round of righteous aura, which immediately makes people breathe a sigh of relief - with the arrival of righteous people, the matter can finally be resolved peacefully.

Hedar was overjoyed and immediately put away his sword and stepped forward, and after explaining the cause and effect, he pointed to the merchant Pragg opposite and said: "His price is ridiculously high! Obviously, he is unscrupulous for money! And he knows that I am buying food for the hungry people outside the city, but I deliberately do not buy it, this is simply the place where those people die! You must uphold justice! Resolutely and impartially!"

The beautifully dressed holy warrior next to him nodded extremely solemnly, and said resolutely in a rather steady voice: "Yes, this matter must be handled impartially, and I have worked here for decades. Absolutely no personal information!" Then he turned to Haidar and said, "So for the sake of you not really using force, you can go." ”

"Ah?!" Haidar couldn't turn a corner: "I'm leaving, what about the grain? he~~they~~"

"They are not wrong!" said the holy warrior on the other side very solemnly: "Although you and I are both holy warriors, I cannot be favoritistic because of this! According to the teachings of the Venerable Goddess Wojin, this does not belong to the category of malicious hoarding of goods, and the skillful trader acts voluntarily. He has the right to sell to you or not. And if you pick quarrels and provoke trouble because of your own anger, that's your fault. For the sake of your lack of actual use of force, I don't have to record it. Please come back. If other sheriffs come along, beware of them taking you to jail for disrupting the order and provoking the legitimate traders, and then you will have to pay a ransom to your companions before you can be released. So for your own sake, go ahead. ”

"This?~~" Haidar was dumbfounded for a moment, and he was extremely depressed with a sullen breath in his chest! He pointed at the two of them for a long time before he gasped for breath, and shouted excitedly: "You are also considered to be orderly and kind?!You watched hundreds of people outside starve to death, and you didn't want to maintain justice a little? You said that I was wrong for such an obvious thing?!What kind of holy warrior are you?!I am very skeptical about your qualifications!"Yan closed very unceremoniously recited the spell and cast it. The Detection Camp looked up and down carefully, eager to see each other through.

However, the other party was really full of order, kindness, and did not find any signs of illusion. Just when Haidar's heart was cold, the rich holy warrior of the goddess Wojin on the opposite side also spoke: "You don't need to look at it, I am indeed the holy warrior of the goddess of Woking. Since the first day I joined the church, I have strictly followed the teachings of the goddess and actively learned all kinds of knowledge and methods. I have not made a single mistake in more than 20 years, and I have not confiscated a single bribe. If you don't believe me, you can ask anyone in town, because it's my duty to keep the commerce of this territory fair. According to the teachings of Goddess Woking - there was nothing wrong with this businessman. This is our justice! I will resolutely defend it!"

Haidal's hands and feet trembled with anger, and he was questioned by a trembling voice that surged from his heart: "What about the hungry people outside the city? Should they starve to death according to your justice? I just bought a little food for them to live, am I wrong? Am I a chaotic and evil person? What is wrong with him in this world?! Who cares about those who are suffering?!"

When he burst into an angry mouth, the merchant on the other side, Preg, sneered at the moment: "Who cares? no one cares, I see, let them honestly pray that 'poor ghost god Ilmat' to bring their souls to the kingdom of God." However, when you get to that kingdom of God, it is estimated that it is a slum, and if you go in, you will starve. Hey~~ It's pitiful. ”

While Haidar's fist clenched and gurgled angrily, the Woking paladin next to him replied solemnly in a very indifferent tone: "I'm sorry, those people are outcasts, not merchants, and they are not under my jurisdiction. I also deeply regret their situation. But divine justice cannot be violated for the sake of personal feelings. So please forgive me. ”

"You!!~~" Haidar trembled angrily, and wanted to draw his sword several times, but he tried to hold back with his lips. Finally, he made a heavy 'bah!!', turned his head and left, and kept scolding and scolding: "Your justice?!you fucking justice!fuck your justice!go to your justice~~~"

Still, he was able to buy food elsewhere in the town - food that had expired but was barely edible, and the price was low but the quantity was small, not more than a few days. When he asked the merchant to bring the grain to the refugee pile not far from the city, Xander had to patiently persuade him: "It's okay, I can finally let them support them for a few days." There is no food here, and there may be food in other nearby towns or territories. ”

The merchant who brought the grain came and said, "There are two other towns nearby, and we may be able to buy grain from them." But don't get your hopes up too much. Now is not only a famine year, but also wars, and the price of grain is only high. In fact, I advise you to spend less time on these idleness, even if you save them for a while, but these people are driven out of the territory, and there is no place to work and earn a living. What will we do in the future?"

Haidar sounded quite harsh, but he also knew that it was for his own good, so he could only thank the merchant with an anxious feeling, and said to Xander, "I'm afraid that tomorrow the followers of Gargoth, the god of cool officials, will leave here with the jewels, and Priest Elilu will follow." We only have less than a day to go, so let's go to two places to buy food, how much we buy, how many we save, how many we save. Alas~~That's the only way~~"

After sighing helplessly, the two quickly divided the money and ran to different towns. After all, Haidar is a high-ranking holy warrior, and his body is outstanding, and he is even more vigorous after blessing some spells. Arrived in a town before midnight. It's a pity that I couldn't find anyone selling grain after looking around, and even if some rich families had grain, they would never sell it -- now is a famine year, and the world is chaotic, who would think that there is a lot of grain?

The darkness, like an invisible monster, diffused into Haidar's mind, making him unable to see the direction of the future. In a long and uninterrupted lament, he returned to the refugee pile in despair. Then, by the glimmer of light before dawn, he was extremely shocked to see the tragic scene!

The refugee heap was slaughtered!!

The crimson blood spread on the dark ground, which was particularly thrilling. The corpses that were cut off and fleshed were like piles of pitiful messes that were ruthlessly abandoned, and the bloody wounds that were turned over one after another were deeply shocking, as if they had been violently picked up by an iron plow, and the steel spear was brutally poked at the skull, and countless terrifying wounds were still flowing with cold blood, exuding bursts of bitter corpse stench and desperate desolation!

Haidar's mind was a mess, frightening, angry, frightened, and frenzy, and he said to himself in a somewhat distracted manner: "What's going on?!what's going on?!~~" Then he rushed to the town in the distance, slamming the heavy black iron gate and shouting: "What's going on outside?!Who killed them?!Who is it?!Who is who did ?!!it?"

The guards guarding the wall, who had been disturbed by the good dreams, stuck out their heads with their halberds and scolded: "What are you shouting about? What is the fuss, isn't it just that the robbers in the mountains have come out to fight the autumn wind? Isn't it just a bunch of moldy stuff? I've never seen a dead person?! ”

Haidar immediately became furious, and roared like a beast: "Where are the robbers?!Where are they?!Take me quickly!!" As soon as he heard the soldier above him scold: "What the hell are you called early in the morning? If you call again, I will throw you into prison! You rotten mercenaries, don't think that you can succeed in a few battles and sell your life a few times! If you shout again, you will not be able to shout for the rest of your life!"

Before the words fell, Haidar below had already let out an angry sigh, 'choke!' and pulled out the strong two-handed sword at his waist, and the sword suddenly shone with a bright 'Holy Sword Technique' as bright as a white rainbow, like a vulture-lit lamp that pierced through the dark world, bringing out a sharp white light of anger that slashed directly at the city gate.

'Ping~~Ping~~' After a few blows, the heavy city gate was slashed in half like tofu! It rumbled on the ground, shaking up the tall smoke and dust that choked people, like an angry giant beast slamming through the city gate and slaughtering it! In the frightened cries of the city gate guards, Haidar had already rushed to the city, grabbed an officer as a hostage, and put a powerful holy sword that shone white and gold like paper on his neck, forcing him to find a horse to lead the way.

Immediately, the two stepped on the key horse and walked all the way away.

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