Several religious knights, who were intimidated by the powerful force of the Wuli god Xiàn, found excuses for their cowardice and avoidance of war outside the town, and with shame and hatred, they gathered the corpses of their companions and began to gather the forcible help with the intention of clearing their sins and taking revenge.

For the real bigwigs, a small-town magistrate with the title of knight;

The death of two religious warriors stationed in a small parish with a population of no more than 3,000 or 5,000 who served the weaker gods and goddesses was a big deal when they encountered a recalcitrant mob.

After all, unlike the world dominated by technological civilization, it is not surprising that 'Falong', as a superpowered civilization with a history of hundreds of thousands of years and ruled by hundreds or thousands of gods, is said to provoke obscure powerhouses and even die on the streets.

However, for Viscount Avana, whose dignity was challenged, and for the priest of the main parish of the 'Red Iron Lady' in Wild Deer Town, which is in charge of the 'Red Iron Lady' temple, this is an extremely difficult matter.

On the afternoon of the attack, in the study of Viscount Avanna's Castle, which was located in a vast plain area covered with tender green grass and surrounded by a canal with terrible aquatic beasts, Viscount Avanna, wearing a snow-white cotton gown, gray hair, and cloudy eyes, sat on an embroidered chair by the window, with a round back and a chair, and drank 'refreshing tea' with a blank expression.

Beside the old nobleman, a young samurai with slender eyes, a thin body, and a bloodstained bandage wrapped around his right shoulder was standing with a pale face, and said in a hoarse voice: "... The gray-robed man flicked the tip of the Knight Arkending's thin sword with his fingers, causing the blade to bend entirely. Instead, he stabbed the knight in the chest...

... The Captain Norton and the Gatton Warrior were kicked to death at the same time, and we were seriously wounded, and it was his reluctance to do anything to those who were unable to resist that saved his life..."

As soon as he said this, the heavy wooden door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and a man dressed in light hunting suit and leather armor, with a scarlet cloak behind him, and a one-handed heavy sword at his waist, was tall and tall, and his muscles were well-proportioned and strong. Her golden hair, shiny like the sun, was draped over her shoulders. The young man with handsome features strode in.

"Father, I've heard from Chief Cassio that the religious warriors of Wild Deer Town's venerable 'Red Iron Lady' have come to the castle and brought bad news," he roared angrily, "Someone has offended the dignity of the Avana family. Killed the sheriff you ordered. Really?"

The handsome young man's voice just fell. Closely behind him, several young men and women who hurried into the study, some also wearing hunting suits and leather armor, and some wearing gorgeous aristocratic casual clothes and swinging skirts. They all bowed politely to the old viscount sitting on the wooden chair and said, "Greetings to you, Your Excellency Viscount Avanna." ”

"Lord Indira, Lady Disdemona... Good afternoon, everybody. Viscount Afana ignored the growling of his son, and his cloudy gaze swept over the faces of the young men who had just entered the study, with different expressions, and stood up and greeted them one by one, and then he instructed the servants standing by the wall: "Mano, go and tell the cook to prepare refreshments and bring them up, and let the servants carry some more soft chairs for the guests to sit down." ”

"Yes, sir. The Viscount's most trusted personal valet bowed respectfully, and before he went out, he listened to a shallow smile on the face of one of the young men and women on the side, his facial features were as handsome as a peerless beauty, and only the bulging Adam's apple made people not misunderstand the gender of the man said politely: "Your Excellency, please don't bother.

We have been here for many days, and we have been very troubled, especially now that there is an accident in your territory, and it will be too much for me to bother with us, but if you need my help, please do not hesitate to ask, as your successor to the title, a friend of Lord Righteous Justice, I will be honored to wave the staff of our deep friendship. ”

Hearing this, the old viscount's face showed a grateful smile, and he was about to speak, but he didn't expect that his eldest son had already laughed and said: "Louis, you guy, do you want to use the favor you owe me to such a trivial matter, but you are just a madman who uses force in the countryside, do you think our Afana family..."

Hearing the handsome young man unceremoniously call his own territory 'country place', the guests on the side either sincerely or pretended to show concern unconsciously twitched the corners of their mouths, and Viscount Afana directly interrupted the eldest son's words angrily, and shouted: "Shut up, righteous philosopher, the land under our feet has been inherited for more than 700 years, and has gone through twenty-one lords and nobles.

Now at the forefront of the fight against the Otherworldly invaders, every square foot of land here is full of glory and splendor, and it is not any 'country place' in your mouth. ”

"But compared to the magnificent city of Big Malaysia, this is obviously a country place..."Yi Zhefa muttered and looked at his father, but did not retort loudly, turned his head to look at the injured religious knight on the side and said, "Father, your anger will not be taken out on me.

Whether the 'Avana Collar' is a land full of glory and splendor in your mouth, or a rural place in my opinion, the honor of the Avana family is not to be tarnished, is it. ”

"Hmph..."Hearing the eldest son's words, the old viscount snorted coldly in anger, but did not reprimand anything, but also looked at the religious warrior beside him and said: "Quila warrior, let's continue, according to your statement, your entire team of religious warriors doesn't even have the power to fight back, right?"

"Yes, Lord Viscount," said the religious warrior, hanging his head with a look of shame, "We should have defended the glory of the goddess to the death, but the enemy's strength was so strong that they subdued us so easily that they didn't even leave a chance to die in battle." ”

"And did you see his face?" asked Viscount Avana in a deep voice.

"See, Lord Viscount," Quilla nodded repeatedly, "The gray-robed man acted unscrupulously at all, and when he left, he took the initiative to show his face, a young man with black hair, black pupils, and yellow skin, who looked to be no more than twenty years old.

He also said that he was born at dawn, hence the odd name Lisheng. ”

"A young man with black eyes, black hair, and yellow skin, his name is Li Sheng, these clues are enough. Hearing the words of the religious warrior, a satisfied smile appeared on Yoshizhefa's face, and he bowed to the old viscount and said, "Father, please wait a few days, and soon I will wash away the shame of 'Avana' with the blood of the enemy." He turned around and walked out of the study.

"Stop, righteous philosopher, your recklessness will kill you sooner or later. Viscount Afana scolded his son and asked the injured religious warrior, "Warrior Quera, you should have also reported the attack to the temple of the 'City of Thorns'?"

"Yes, Your Excellency the Viscount," the religious warrior swallowed the pain, was silent for a moment, and calculated the time, "The Aznik warriors should have arrived at the 'City of Thorn Flowers' by now, and I believe that by tomorrow morning at the latest, the elite warriors sent by the priests of the main parish of the priesthood will arrive at the 'Avanna Lord'. ”

"Hmm. The old viscount nodded contemplatively, looked at the eldest son and said, "Yi Zhefa, that warrior named Li Sheng has offended not only the glory of our Avanna family, but also the glory of the great 'Red Iron Lady', so wait until tomorrow morning to meet with the religious warriors of the 'Thorn Flower City' temple and then go after the murderer together, this is my order as the head of the Afanna family." ”

"Father..."Yi Zhefa turned around and was about to protest, but when he saw the old viscount's stiff face, he swallowed the words that rushed to his lips, and roared angrily, "Then tomorrow morning, if the warriors of the 'Thorn Flower City' temple don't arrive, I will have to take the territorial knights to chase the murderer." He strode out of the study.

Seeing him leave, the other young men and women in the study looked at each other and took their leave, seeing their backs disappear, Viscount Afana breathed a long sigh of relief from weariness, and said to the religious warrior beside him: "The Warrior Quera has bothered you to report the news, please go down and rest first, and I will ask the doctor in the castle to take a look at your wounds later." ”

"This is what I should do, Lord Viscount. Quilla bowed respectfully and staggered back in the footsteps of the servant.

In the blink of an eye, only Viscount Afana was left in the study, and he sat down again with a frown, looking at the green grass outside the window and not knowing what to think, until a long time later, a short old man wearing a white-collared black silk shirt came to him quietly, and he spoke: "Cassio, how is the righteous Zhefa?"

"Sir, the young man is choosing the cavalry to chase tomorrow," the short old man reported softly, "Lord Louis, Lord Indira... I've been following him, and it looks like I'm going to follow the 'hunt' tomorrow. ”

"Hunting..."The old viscount's cloudy eyes suddenly revealed a light like a falcon, and he whispered with a strange expression: "Do you take a warrior who can easily defeat ten religious warriors as a prey, the young people now really have the guts." ”

"Maybe those friends of the young man also heard the inaccuracies in the words of the Quila Warrior," the short old man said with a smile and bluntly, "If you really want to die for the glory of the 'Red Iron Lady', how can you not find a chance, in the end, it is just cowardice."

And how strong can a warrior who has defeated ten religious warriors who are greedy for life and afraid of death who serve the 'young gods' in a small rural parish, but cannot kill them all?

The exaggerated and unconscionable descriptions of the Quila warriors are eighty percent of the lies that exonerate themselves. ”

Hearing the words of the territorial director, Viscount Afana extinguished the sharp edge in his eyes, smiled silently, and said nothing more.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, in the 'Thorn Flower City', the third largest city in the northern county of the Red Iron Country, the gate of the temple serving the Red Iron Lady suddenly opened, and dozens of knights in heavy armor led by a middle-aged priest wearing a silver crown rode a fierce beast that looked almost the same as a long-maned male lion, and headed out of the city in the direction of the 'Avana Collar'. (To be continued......)