Chapter 312: The Story of an Egg
The road to the Hammer of Justice Monastery was not a great obstacle for them, if not particularly smooth.
The distance between the Vizeme estate and the Hammer of Justice Abbey was closer than expected, no more than twenty kilometers.
But when you really walk, the road is more detouring.
The first thing to do is to go down the Ashaba River to the Good Luck Gorge and land from here.
Fifteen kilometres along the Don Hills is the Hammer of Justice Monastery.
If it passes through the back of the Don hills, not only will the water route be halved, but the land route will also be reduced by one-third.
But five kilometers of it were mountain roads with no roads at all, and even if Gavin had six treemen, he wouldn't dare to walk there with five truckloads of heavy goods.
Once the goods are damaged, the loss can be large.
It is inevitable that after establishing a stability agreement with the Hammer of Justice Monastery, the road on the other side will be opened.
But this matter requires the consent of the Hammer of Justice Monastery, which is on someone's territory after all.
No.
More precisely, according to Gavin's temperament.
It must have been for the Hammer of Justice Abbey to take the initiative to build roads, or to pay them to build them.
It's not hard to do that, and that is to make the Hammer of Justice Monastery need him, and they need the Land of Three Rivers, and they will naturally find a way to open a cheap path.
Like most monasteries, the Hammer of Justice is built not on flat ground, but on the top of a mountain, which is typically easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Gavin wasn't seeing it for the first time.
Because its back, leaning against the side of the Dun Hill cliff, can overlook the Ashaba River, which is considered a landmark.
If you can build a boat harbor under the cliff, straight up and down, you will be the closest to the Hammer of Justice Monastery.
It's just that this amount of work is a bit large.
Without the intervention of magic, it is difficult to achieve.
The Hammer of Justice Monastery is more of a small castle than a monastery.
It does not exist in isolation, starting at the foot of the mountain and winding up the road, flanked by dwellings, until you reach the monastery.
The inhabitants were either commoners of Tyre or farmers employed by the monastery to cultivate the land around the monastery.
Most of the endless farmland they saw along the way belonged to the Hammer of Justice Monastery.
It doesn't matter about land annexation.
Because the Hammer of Justice Monastery is here, it is possible to carve out so much farmland.
Since switching to the regular trade routes, Gavin and the others have seen the Paladins the most, dressed in the same way as Darnell, carrying a war hammer and a paladin shield on their backs.
Or unhurriedly march towards the Hammer of Justice Monastery, most of these holy warriors are in the dust, eighty percent of them go out to complete their tasks and return to the monastery to report repairs.
Or quickly move away from the monastery, these eighty percent are on a new mission, going to reinforcements or investigations.
Gai Wenshu didn't know that they were the most eye-catching people on this trade route, not to mention the holy warriors in the past, even those pedestrians couldn't help but stop and watch them.
In the valley, everyone knows the Treants, and many have seen and even dealt with them.
Most of the valley is intertwined with the Great Comanso Forest, or deep into it, and there are far more treemen here than the world thinks.
After all, the history of the Great Forest of Comanso is as old as that of Faeron, and the life of a tree man is often longer than that of a dragon.
But most of the Treants they saw were in the forest.
It was the first time they had seen the tree man pulling the cart, especially the tree man who was the leader looked so unusual.
The gaze of those holy warriors was more focused on Wuliu, because the negative energy aura emanating from their bodies was so strong that even many evil places could not compare to it.
But after seeing Darnell's appearance, he immediately put away his vigilance, showed a heartfelt smile at him, and some even took the initiative to jump off the war horse and take the initiative to bow down.
It can be seen that Darnell's identity in the Hammer of Justice Monastery is far more revered than Gavin and them thought.
The Hammer of Justice Abbey is not a law enforcement agency, but it does in the Vale.
Many locals usually choose to turn to the monastery for help when they encounter problems that cannot be solved, especially in cases related to suspected undead and evil creatures, and the Hammer of Justice Monastery is the best choice for people in the left few valleys.
The Hammer of Justice Monastery does not skimp on lending a helping hand.
It's usually still unpaid.
Of course, those who were helped afterwards would not let these benevolent and just paladins run in vain, and would prepare them with the most precious gifts.
Such gifts depend entirely on the local economic conditions and the wishes of the person concerned.
It could be a pile of grain, vegetables, a chicken, a sheep, or a cow.
Darnell has received two of the most precious gifts in his life.
One is a child, the family that was helped, who gave their own child and asked him to follow Darnell and become a paladin like him, helping others, and this person was none other than David.
The other was an egg, and the man he helped was a beggar, a beggar who was about to starve to death in the cold winter, and the half-cooked egg that had been in his arms for three days was the only food left on his body.
When a person contributes all the life-saving things on his body, is there anything more valuable than this?
"What about the beggar? What happened in the end? Kind-hearted Anna couldn't help but ask.
Darnell cast an admiring glance at Anna and praised him heartily: "I am worthy of being a believer in the good god Ilmat, I have told many people about this matter, but like you, no more than a tenth of the beggars are asked about the final fate.
Finally I took the beggar back to the monastery, and in a moment you will be able to see him, and you see, he is not coming. ”
As he spoke, he saw an old man, limping towards Gavin and them, his wrinkled face was full of sincere smiles, and in his big cracked mouth, only half of the yellow teeth were left, and he bowed down and said, "Master Darnell, you are back." ”
Darnell jumped off the war horse, walked up quickly and said: "Uncle Duke, how many times have I told you, your legs and feet are inconvenient, don't come down the mountain to pick me up, come, go to the war horse quickly." ”
Duke shook his head again and again, "How can I sit on the young master's war horse?" The young master quickly sit up, I will lead the horse for you, this little mountain road is not difficult for me, I will lead the horse for the young master for another twenty years, no problem. ”
"Uncle Duke, you don't have to."
"That's what I'm supposed to do."
Darnell had an argument with the old servant named Duke, and no one would get into the carriage anyway.
Gavin couldn't help but ask, "Does this happen, every time Mr. Darnell comes back?" ”
David nodded and said, "Since I followed the teacher, I have been like this every time, and the other paladins in the monastery have long known Grandpa Duke's habits, so every time I meet the teacher on the road, I will secretly report to him when I come back." ”
"This kind of simple feeling is hard to find in the world, and he is using his life to repay the grace of life." Gavin's heart rose with sincere admiration, not only for Darnell, but for the lame old servant.
Even if it is an ordinary thing, if it can be persisted for decades, it will become extraordinary.
Gavin greeted with a smile next to him: "Mr. Darnell, don't fight, there is still a place in the car over there, let the old gentleman sit on it and go up the mountain together." ”
This time, Duke didn't refuse, limped over, took the initiative to climb into the empty seat of the truck pulled by the broken thorns, and gave Gavin a thumbs up: "Good people, my young master has made friends with good people, did my young master mention an egg story to you again?" ”
"Don't listen to Young Master Darnell's words, I don't have the noble consciousness of Young Master and their paladins, I was purely hungry at that time, and as soon as my brain was hot, I took out the eggs.
You don't know, when I took out the eggs, I regretted it in my heart, and my intestines were knotted.
Unexpectedly, Master Darnell was a very good man, although he accepted the eggs, gave me a whole piece of bread, and carried me back to the monastery.
You don't know, at that time, Young Master Darnell had just fought a vicious battle with a group of undead, and he was covered in blood.
Step by step, blood marks still carried me, that is, from the place where I had just stood, on all fours, and climbed up little by little.
From that moment on, I made up my mind.
Master Darnell made me a horse, and from then on, I led him a horse for the rest of my life.
It's a pity that the years are not forgiving, and in the blink of an eye, twenty-two years have passed.
Young Master Darnell has become Master Darnell, and I am here to make a show, and Master Darnell has never really let me lead a horse. ”
There was no need for Gavin to ask, Duke babbled and poured out all the old things in his stomach like beans in a bamboo tube.
Let Gavin and them have a deeper understanding of Darnell, he is also a pure person, a pure paladin, for decades, and his heart has not changed.
Perhaps more pure people can gather around pure people.
The journey with a story to listen to passes very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, they had already followed the circular mountain road and reached the top of the mountain.
The Dun Hills are typical hilly areas, the mountains are not too high, not too steep, and are in the form of a belt.
The Monastery of the Hammer of Justice is located on one of the peaks, occupying the entire summit of the mountain, and in front of the gate is a large artificially carved square.
Around the large square is a circle of shops, pubs and inns.
Wherever Gavin and his party went, strange eyes followed.
As soon as they arrived, a team of holy warriors greeted them, and the holy warrior at the head looked not young, the wrinkles on his face were like carvings, and he was wearing a simple and simple white robe, but the holy aura exuded from his body was so vast and profound, even if the other party was not a legendary holy warrior, the distance was not far.
When Darnell saw the old holy warrior, he was visibly taken aback and said, "Your Excellency, how did you come out in person. ”
The Grand Judge smiled and said, "When your guests come to the door, of course I will personally come out to greet you as a sign of respect." ”
Darnell hurriedly said: "Let me introduce to you, this is His Excellency Wallon, the Grand Inquisitor of our Hammer of Justice, who is in charge of all the affairs of our Hammer of Justice, and this is ......"
"This one doesn't need to be introduced, recently, all I heard in my ears was his name, Mr. Gavin, young and promising, young and promising, our hammer of justice wants to touch your light." Wallon smiled heartily, obviously having done his homework before this.
Gavin humbly bowed and saluted: "Your Excellency, it is the opposite, I have been stained with the hammer of justice, stained with the light of Mr. Darnell, if it were not for Mr. Darnell's selflessness, I would not have had any chance of recovering the Vizeme Manor, let alone a series of subsequent developments, let alone today's meeting, all of which were forged by Mr. Darnell's selfless character." ”
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