"Damn, why is this a fool?"

Catch the sheep exclaimed.

Teacher Xia: "Acquaintances?" Why am I not impressed? ”

"Osserwell, the Flame of Sin-Cleansing, a fourth-level paladin, dreams of surpassing Lao Gao, but as a result, he can't fight except for his appearance and appearance...... This is a novice village, isn't he here to kill indiscriminately? ”

"Cleansing the Flame of Sin?" Mr. Sa muttered the name, and suddenly asked, "He and the Plague Fire are brothers?" ”

"It's a person!"

“…… That's right. ”

Between the three of them, Olsewell had already taken two more steps forward.

Completely ignore Heine on the side.

He was targeted, pointing directly at Dylan Gittier to the right hand of George Jr.

The timing and goal were just right.

Dylan Gityl must have practiced evil rituals, and the Light's judgment on him must have been just.

But since he was sitting here, it meant that he accepted the invitation to become a member of Ebony Town.

But if little George does not stop the actions of the man in front of him, he will turn his back on his vassals.

This is a proper disgrace.

And most importantly......

Arthur wasn't there.

"The Seventh Master (Old Viscount Saiwen) is resurrected, I'm afraid it won't be able to solve this situation." Teacher Xia muttered.

Mr. Sa: "This person died in the Traces of Withering in less than a month after serving, and it took a month and a half to walk from the Holy Helmet City to the Traces of Withering, I guess he was on a mission nearby, and then he was shaken by Donald nearby." ”

"Is this the self-correction of the plot?" Catching sheep sighed: "We destroyed an energy storage well, and immediately a character with a destructive power no less than the energy storage well came out to replace it." ”

Teacher Xia: "Thinking about the benefits, at least you don't need a fifth-level spellcaster to deal with this person." ”

Catching sheep: "I know you're excited to have a withered dagger, but he can pull us a piece of An with one kick." ”

“…… Oh too, damn the paladin is too bad, this can't be played?? ”

Catching sheep speechless: "You ......"

…

George stood up with a grim face.

"I don't seem to have invited Your Excellency."

"Sorry, I forgot to say it in advance, he brought it by me."

A hill leader stood up, his expression visibly defiant.

- He is the Konu man he saw before he caught sheep.

"I heard that the lord was attacked by a necromancer in the hunting ground not long ago, so I have specially invited this paladin from the Eternal Dawn for you."

George frowned slightly.

Donald came from the southern mountains, and although he didn't rely on his influence to convert the mountain people to the Holy Light Doctrine, it was not difficult to entrust them to bring someone in.

"I've heard that the mountain people believe in the earth and the wind, when will they have a good relationship with the people of the eternal dawn? It's a price to pay for such a powerful paladin, right? ”

Olsewell grinned, revealing eight neat white teeth.

"It is my duty to purify evil, and it does not cost extra."

He suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at the ugly Dylan Gitylle.

"Suffer death, evil necromancer!"

As soon as the words fell, he swung his sword and rushed forward!

Crash!

The sturdy mahogany round table was like papier-mâché, and he stepped on a notch.

With every step he took, a large area of holy light burst out from under his feet, as if the floor had been trampled into cracks.

People on both sides are dodging!

Dylan naturally couldn't stay where he was and wait to die.

Although he couldn't summon a blood golem, he raised his hand to summon two half-human-tall blood beasts.

The Blood Beast stood in the open space in the center of the round table, one left and one right, baring its teeth at Olsewell with its terrifying mouth.

"Filth, death!"

Olsewell shouted!

A golden sword light slashed out horizontally, and the two blood beasts were evaporated by the golden light before they could jump up.

The hall was in chaos for a moment.

Fortunately, the gray-robed mage beside Little George was quick-eyed, grabbed him and dodged him, so that it was not affected.

At this point, Dylan ripped off his shirt and threw it forward.

The magic patterns flickered above, the dead qi gathered, and a small blood golem appeared in front of him, barely halting Olsewell's progress.

…

George stared at the paladin in front of him, his face flushed with shame.

He looked back at his father's "old friends", especially the most recent old mage.

"Are you going to sit back and watch my subordinates being attacked for no reason?!"

The words have come to this, but this group of people, you look at me, I look at you, and they all choose to be silent.

"It's a trial, my lord."

The mage said calmly:

"Holy Light purifies evil, that's normal."

"This is obviously a murderer, if he had been slow just now, he would have already killed me!"

"So...... So it's dangerous here, my lord. ”

A white-skinned man with prominent cheekbones said.

was glared at by George, and he immediately lowered his head and said in fear:

"I ...... We have to escort you to a safe ...... Place. ”

"You ......"

George's eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

At this time, I suddenly heard someone shouting:

"This is Ebony Town, the territory of Viscount Severn!"

Is it Heine!?

Heine jumped on the table and pointed at Olsewell and yelled:

"What qualifications do you have to define others as filth, or even draw a sword against a lord?

"What are you!?"

There was a moment of silence, and everyone looked at Heine.

Even Olsewell was stunned.

He had never been scolded like this.

"And you-"

Heine suddenly took aim at the others.

"The thugs broke into the venue and injured people, endangering the life of the lord.

"Are you going to be shameful traitors as vassals!?

"Or are you all in the same league as him!?"

A huge hat was buttoned down, and everyone except the mage frowned slightly, and everyone else turned pale.

George was overjoyed, and he tried his best to break free from the man next to him, and cried out:

"Fight for me! Take down this assailant and protect Lord Githil! ”

"It's my pleasure to serve you!"

Heine shouted, then pointed to Olsewell, who was turning around and walking towards him, and gave orders to the three skeletons.

"him for me! Freedom of movement! ”

The sheep catcher rushed forward first, not noticing that he was stepping on the flame of light left behind by Olsewell.

Teacher Xia was taken aback: "Brother Sheep, aren't you afraid of giving merit?" ”

"I suddenly remembered that we may not have undead characteristics, and if we don't eat the doubling damage of the Holy Light, you see that his dedication is not hot at all."

Teacher Xia tried to get close to the flames on the ground, but before he could touch it, he felt the scorching temperature.

"the fake information, only you don't eat floor skills, we have to take it easy."

Mr. Sa: "It's over, I think he's going to learn skills......"

Catch sheep: "The orders have been given, and I will ask you if you can get on?" ”

Mr. Sa: "Come on, you have to take your life, and find a way to get him out of the dedication." ”

The short answer was, "Yes." ”

He entered serious mode, and he had no time to talk nonsense.

He could feel the restlessness of the holy light in his body being burned by the dedication, and a feeling of "it's so itchy, I'm going to grow my brain" was surging.

It's a precursor to learning a skill!

He slammed his shield at Olsewell.

…

Dylan finally caught his breath and cast a grateful glance at Heine.

At this time, the others also came back to their senses.

They were reluctant to do so for fear of offending the Eternal Dawn.

After all, the holy light that illuminates the night above the bone-buried ground still looms to this day.

But with such a big hat buttoned down, they couldn't help but make a move.

After all, they didn't really fall to the other race, but their positions had changed.

Since there was a lord to take the blame afterwards this time, he simply opened up to play.

Anyway, it's been a long time since I saw that group of domineering golden people being unhappy!

So for a while, arrows, spells, elemental balls, and all kinds of attacks poured down like a curtain of rain.

Not to mention the actual effect, it is quite lively in terms of visuals.

The Konoo who had come in with Olsewell also seemed to be taken aback by the paladin, and immediately fell into a situation where he was not human inside and out.

It's not the same as saying yes!

Before he could figure out what to explain, Heine's bone spear shot at his calf.

In fact, he wanted to shoot the opponent in the chest, but the electric shock staff exploded, and his spell accuracy was very poor.

The leader of the mountain people was furious!

The totem pole in his hand slammed on the ground, and a section of earth thorns drilled out of thin air, just blocking the bone spear.

But when he looked at Heine, the latter had disappeared out of thin air!?

This necromancer can still sneak!?

At this time, a guard next to him slashed over with a sword!

"He actually attacked Mr. Advisor, take it for me!"

"Damn it!"

The mountain people scolded angrily, carried the totem pole and ran out of the door.