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Of course, it's about helping others, but the main purpose is to help yourself...... Right?"

"Help yourself?" This answer does sound a little new, but more importantly, it is a bit dangerous, so Lin Na took a moment to be surprised: "But God teaches us to help others, otherwise isn't it selfish?"

"Helping others is a means, not an end. The young man shook his head, as if he was a little poor in words: "Well, I think it is very important to help others, but to save a person's soul, you can only rely on yourself, and the purpose of helping others is just a way to save your own soul." ”

"That's just selfishness, isn't it?"

Before the little girl priest could speak, a high-pitched voice interjected into the conversation—a paladin escorting the convoy had been riding his horse to follow the car, and he lifted the helmet and armor on his face, revealing a young face, about twenty years old, with good features, only slightly pale, with a gold hair and a full suit of armor, looking quite like a knight on a white horse.

Although the gray spots on the horse's body ruined the image a little, it was more than a foot taller than the average pack horse, so that his fully armed figure became more and more prosperous, and he kicked the stirrup, he came to the side of the car, glanced condescendingly at the thin gray-robed youth, and said mockingly: "It is a noble duty given to us by God to guide and save those lost souls, how can this duty become to save ourselves in the hearts of the servants of the God of Suffering?"

"Terry, watch your tone, who are you questioning?" Linna glanced at the knight in dissatisfaction.

This paladin attendant named Terry was a newcomer who had only joined the temple half a year ago, but he seemed to have some special status and his family was very rich. So although he has not yet received the title of Paladin, he has a full set of armor and horses, and even in front of several temple priests, his behavior is not rigorous and humble - in Linna's opinion, this guy simply lacks the qualities of a paladin, so he usually does not pay special attention to him. I didn't expect why he would suddenly come to intervene in the topic at this time.

"Yes, save souls. That is our highest responsibility. ”

Looking at the jealousy in the young knight's eyes, the gray-robed man who called himself Karen smiled again: "But in reality, people must first redeem themselves before they can be saved by others, those obsessed souls. There is no salvation. All we can do is tell them the right path, but we can't force them to follow it...... Otherwise, there are many servants of the gods in the world, why would there be countless souls sent to hell for doing evil? Moreover, if you can't make your own souls pure and noble, how can you influence others? And think about it, if everybody in this world can save their souls, then all souls will be saved?"

This statement sounded reasonable, but it seemed a little wrong, so whether it was a young knight or a priest, the little girl was stunned for a moment.

The young man in the gray robe didn't care if they could figure it out. Rubbing the redness off his feet, he began to slowly tie the rags under his robe together, making the tattered thing look a little more shapely. And when you finish a qiē, you look up again. There seemed to be a few more knights gathered around the carriage - two holy warriors in armor, three priests in robes, the armor was from leather to steel, the robes were linen and cloth, the only thing in common was that they were young, and the oldest one seemed to be only twenty-four or five years old.

It is indeed a boring thing to bump and rush in this withered winter day. Naturally, these young people with strong blood want to join in the fun of anything new.

Being watched by several people like a rare animal, the young man who called himself Karen was not angry, nodding and smiling at everyone, as if inadvertently muttering to himself: "The holy warriors and priests who worked a temple are all dispatched, could it be that some dangerous mortal demon has sneaked into the world?" I heard that it was just ten days ago. There has already been a tragedy of demons attacking the city in southern Xinjiang, and the Temple of Justice is now ready to start a war of annihilation against demons?"

"Annihilating demons, upholding justice, and saving thousands of civilians from suffering is exactly what we are best suited to do as servants of the God of Justice. The paladin attendant named Terry immediately spoke in a loud voice, "It is our duty to do so!"

In fact, it doesn't matter if it is obligatory or not, the important thing is to let the guy who claims to only save his soul understand his own pounds and stay away from the young female pastor next to him.

Although the paladin squire named Terry does not have a noble surname, he is the illegitimate son of a viscount of the Restrick family, and his mother is just a young man's dream of a viscount's maid since childhood, naturally to get the approval of that father to blend into the aristocratic circle, but it is extremely difficult to get ahead in the aristocratic circle with complex relationships, so this young man who inherited the cunning heart of the noble blood switched to the Temple of Justice after getting the status of a squire, dreaming of being able to get the identity of a paladin to gain recognition.

But when he came to the temple, he realized that only piety and strength were recognized here, and the swordsmanship was not outstanding, and he did not really believe in Tyr, how much could he do? He almost always accompanies the last seat in every swordsmanship practice, and the memorization of the teachings is incomplete, but at this time, of course, it is too late to leave, so he can only rely on the armor and a good horse that he bought in exchange for all his belongings to continue to be his paladin candidate in the temple, looking for a little opportunity, for example, if he can get a little favor from the youngest official priest in the temple, maybe in the eyes of those old guys. There is still a chance to be promoted.

What's more, in addition to some gray freckles on the bridge of her nose, Pastor Lin Na is actually quite good-looking, and her pure and lively personality is enough to impress the young knight's heart.

Of course, these reasons are not so important at the moment, in fact, even Terry himself doesn't know why he wants to sarcastically mock the gray-robed poor bastard, but after seeing him and Lin Na sitting in a carriage from the beginning, he was subconsciously a little unhappy in his heart, and unconsciously put down the task of guarding and ran here. As a result, even a few paladin attendants who were originally in his group, as well as young priests, followed.

"Actually, we don't know that the purpose of this trip is that the priest of the temple has received a message. So we rallied. ”

A priest with a silver emblem spoke, softening the anger in Terry's words. Judging from his appearance, he was the oldest of these people, relatively calm, but he had also been completely molded into the stubborn and fanatical character of the god of justice: "His Majesty Tyr's power is far superior to that of the mortal, so we don't need to speculate on his will." As long as you follow the oracles, you will eventually understand God's deep meaning. ”

Pushing a qiē to the gods sounds dull and clumsy, but in fact it is full of vigilance and does not leak. So the young man named himself Karen didn't care either, just nodded and smiled. It was as if he had never cared about the destination of this group. After a pause, he began to recount, as if unintentionally, about the presence of zombies in a village.

After a few words, the young priest and paladin attendant appeared, a little younger than them, a follower of Ilmat with a kind and well-informed personality, and who seemed to have had a long journey. So a few stories are told, and the gentle voice sounds quite pleasant. So the next hourglass, the young people surrounded the cart like nails sucked by a magnet, and finally a few nearly middle-aged paladins led by the team also surrounded them, listening to those stories from afar, and fighting the loneliness of this boring journey.

With the acquiescence, the relationship between the young people seems to have quickly become acquainted. Let's talk about it like this, the original narrative has become a discussion, and some things that have already been said can also be taken out and talked about.

“...... Not the villains of Tuminis yet...... It is said that he relied on the help of those evil magicians. One of the troops they sent had even attacked the outer defense line of Illyria for a time, but thanks to the two Imperial Elector legions of the Empire, they were able to avoid a catastrophe, but they still failed to completely destroy them, perhaps they gave His Majesty the order to gather the troops. ”

A female priest with thick eyebrows spoke indignantly. In exchange for the nods of several people in agreement, and then there was a sigh: "It's a pity, we can't intervene in the war, but if those evil magicians appear nearby, I will definitely purify their evil souls! If it were us, with the leadership of Lord Kafu, maybe only five hundred, no, three hundred holy warriors, even if they have a few thousand, we will not be afraid!"

The gray-robed young man who had turned from storyteller to listener leaned back against the carriage and looked at Terry, who was talking big, and smiled slightly.

In the hearts of every young knight, how many people do not have the dream of becoming heroes? Although in such a dream, there must be no horror of death, no hardship of the journey, and no bitterness of betrayal, but that is also the beautiful thing they dreamed of, right?

I just don't know if I will shatter all this beauty in the near future?

"Why is there such a terrible thing as war in this world?"

Lin Na, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly spoke.

The discussion paused for a moment...... The little girl doesn't have a deep understanding of the world, but she is sharp enough, and the fairy tale of Mowgli is always easy to make it difficult for the old and sophisticated wise to give answers.

"Or is it all planned by the God of War so that his power can last forever?"

Stunned for a moment, Terry immediately seized this opportunity for himself. Although it is a pity that fast enough does not necessarily mean good enough, the candidate paladin's knowledge of theology is too sparse, so he immediately received an unceremonious retort from a young priest: "No way, the canon says that His Majesty Tampas is also a powerful god who maintains the order of this world." ”

"It's also possible that he disguised himself well, so he wasn't punished, right?"

Terry, who was a little annoyed, simply began to mess around, but this kind of blasphemous words would obviously not be accepted, so in the eyes of everyone, he had to obediently shut up, but he heard the voice of the gray-robed young man again: "War brings suffering, but suffering sharpens people's souls and strengthens their will. In the deep darkness, you can find the direction of the light more easily, so no matter what the test fate gives us, it will eventually show us the way to redeem ourselves. ”

The somber narrative is not found in any of the classics. But with a certain grand atmosphere, the young people were dumbfounded, and a few middle-aged people farther away also showed thoughtful expressions because of this, and no one heard them, in an old wagon at the front of the convoy. There were two old voices sighing slightly.

"Who could this young man be?"

An old man wearing the costume of the chief priest of the god of justice with a long beard on his face nodded slightly, as if talking to himself, while another short-bearded old man beside him sighed softly: "Most of the believers of His Majesty Yirmat are not young people, after all, painful feelings take time to precipitate, and there are young people who are so young but so intelligent...... It really doesn't look like a mortal. ”

Not like a mortal...... This is no longer just a compliment. Rather, he was narrating the facts, after all, with the abilities of the two main priests, he could naturally see the brilliance of the faintly flickering divine power on that person's body. If it weren't for that, they wouldn't have let this unknown cultivator join the convoy.

It's just that even then, they don't want to risk it.

Looking at each other, the two old men nodded slightly. As if they had reached a tacit understanding, they closed their eyes and fell into deep meditation.

Connecting with the gods is too difficult these days, and even the temple priests like them can't afford to turn to the gods for guidance at any time. But when the time passed in a little silence, and in a few moments, the two priests had opened their eyes—and there was no answer, but another fact had come before them.

The long road meets another road at the end of the sight. And on the distant road, a clear gray shadow could already be seen, and a train of horses galloped over the side of the field of vision, and rushed to the distant horizon one step ahead.

As if awakened, the convoy of the Temple of Tyre in Resttrick City began to slam up.

It's just a pity that most of the guards and a few passenger carriages in front of them can ride their horses wildly, but the flatbed carriages drawn by six horses can't be lifted in any way, and they still carry important baggage items, which cannot be discarded no matter what, so after running a small half hourglass. They could only watch as the gray shadow of the convoy in the distance faded and eventually disappeared into the horizon.

"What the hell is going on?"

The gray-robed young man asked, the cart pulled by the horse did not have the slightest shock-absorbing facilities, so once it run, it could almost break people's bones, if it weren't for a few thin snows in early winter, which had already crushed into a layer of ice on the ground. Perhaps even the oak axle would have been shattered in the rush of just a few hourglass scales.

It's just that even so, the people in the car were still shaken enough, and the young man who claimed to be Karen was fine, but the little priest Lin Na was already pale, holding the pillar of the cart and retching vigorously, and the singing voice that could have bloomed with the squeak was now only sour, and she stubbornly refused to lose her temper, and the result was that the pale on her little face was almost transparent.

"Those guys should be the target this time......

"It's really hateful, I didn't expect them to prepare all light carriages, and they can't catch up with them anyway, shouldn't we let the main priest give them their destination, let's see if we can find a shortcut to catch up?"

"Or, let's just organize an advance team to ......"

Several young people gathered around the carriage and gossiped, but none of them were answering the Cullen's question, but they were immersed in their own world, not knowing what they were facing, but they had already regarded each other as a strong enemy.

The gray-robed young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the invisible power extended outward around his body, and in an instant, it had already returned to the lines of light under his eyes, and the shadow of the convoy that had disappeared on the horizon was delicately outlined, in fact, the convoy of the Temple of Tyre in Restrick City might not be able to embellish them if it had chased them for a few more moments—the line of defense that the convoy was running had now deviated from the road, extending towards a rolling hill in the distance. The amount of snow piled up in the hills increased dramatically,

I see.

A certain telemancer under the pseudonym of Cullen nodded slightly in his heart, although the hills could not see the slightest problem in the vision of the divine power, but looking at the entire area, it can be seen that the surrounding area is basically a flat river, but only the terrain of this place has become strange, and there is no trace of terrain changes, so the so-called hills, I am afraid that they are either covered up, or the remains that have been weathered after thousands of years.

And the team that entered first carried the same emblem or brand, the Mark of Tyr.

So from beginning to end, is it just mutual jealousy between human beings?

Ancient ruins.

That's what these priests in Tyre are looking for, along with Edward