The sixth Othlot didn't know that the paladin of Tyr was not so brainless, but the brainless was the mage apprentice from Serre, Penny rode the summoned high-headed horse, plunged into the vast cedar forest, walked more than ten miles away, and suddenly heard the sound of a fight in front of him, he lowered his speed, the sound of horses' hooves moved forward slightly, but saw several corpses on the ground, these dead people were wearing standard Northland berserker light armor, giant axes and broadswords and other weapons fell to the ground, but I don't know what kind of monster killed these warriors, as there were not many traces on the ground other than human corpses, except for the large paw prints on some of the trees that told Penny that it was not a human who killed them.

Penny lifted his heart, closed his eyes and expanded his perception domain as he pulled several scrolls out of his backpack.

He has a good habit of copying the spells that he is sure to be useless into the scrolls before resting every day, so that when he encounters the enemy, in addition to each spell in the spell slot, there are also a large number of scrolls that can be squandered, and the combat effectiveness is naturally greatly enhanced.

A muffled roar of monsters and the strikings of blades came from around a corner, and Penny dismounted and crept over, and saw several huge humanoid monsters with yellow and green skin surrounding several blood-soaked light armored warriors, these monsters had thick claws, but their backs and limbs were scrawny, and the huge joints were bulging, like demons from the abyss, and the curved and burnt fangs on their faces and thick noses were extremely hideous, and Penny quickly recognized these creatures.

Trolls, lots of trolls! There were more than a dozen of the trolls surrounding that group of warriors, no wonder they could kill so many people without leaving a single corpse behind!

Penny turned on his horse, patted the horse on the head, and prepared to flee, this place is too dangerous, it is better to take a detour.

As soon as he turned around, he felt a hurricane rush out from the other side of the forest, and a slight shrill cry penetrated his ears, almost knocking him off his horse, and he was stunned by the shiny armor and the long hair peeking out of the huge helmet.

Sierra Grofia.

It was the paladin of Tyre, riding her horse and rushing towards the warband.

"Haven't they already withdrawn?" Penny was suspicious, pressed the reins of his horse, and decided to wait before acting.

As a paladin, always guard the justice in your heart.

With more than a decade of rigorous training, Tyr's beliefs have penetrated into every brain cell of Seragrolfia.

It was the first time she had left the Church since she was a child, and in her heart, it was the beginning of a glorious journey.

So she would never accept the fact that she would return to the Sanctuary of Turmis without doing anything, she had to do something, and although it was against the rules of the Paladins to not keep the precepts, she believed that it was more important to fulfill the righteousness in her heart.

Your Highness Tyr, please give me strength.

Getting closer and closer to the battle group, the girl on horseback made a short prayer on the horse, shouted, with a strong foot, jumped up directly from the horse, her body rotated and drew her long sword in the air, a large amount of light seemed to gather on the blade of the sword from the surroundings, and when she rubbed the air, it even emitted a hot breath like the sun, slashing at the troll, like a red soldering iron piercing in** The troll let out a terrible howl, and his entire body was split into two pieces diagonally, and the enchanted strong light on the long sword erupted electric sparks at the fracture, and the troll's remnant body let out a sharp cry.

Penny Sean was stunned for a while, watching the female paladin's slashing movements in one go, and he didn't know how rigorous training he had to go through to have such a skilled sword technique.

He had seen some high-level Ser knights, but none of them had such a high level of swordsmanship.

But it's normal to think about it, if it's not an elite holy warrior, how can you be qualified to hold that kind of enchanted holy sword?

The paladin under the command of the gods of the good camp has a strong charisma, and can summon the divine power to support the slash to destroy the evil, but after seeing that after this series of difficult moves, Serra can still roar and charge the next troll, obviously, it is very easy for her to launch an evil slash.

Although it was only the help of one person, it could not be ignored to lift the spirits of those berserkers, and his originally tired body was refreshed, and he cut down a number of trolls in a row, and actually got rid of the decline and confronted a large group of trolls.

Serra leapt and fell, and another troll howled and fell, the troll's IQ was not low, and he shouted in the Giant's voice to change the main target to a female warrior.

The remaining body of the troll on the ground that had been cut in two was still wriggling, and flesh sprouts grew from the fracture, and it seemed that it could be resurrected at any time.

This terrible creature will hardly suffer any fatal injuries, no matter how many injuries it takes, even if its head is crushed, it can still grow a new one from the inside of its neck.

Only strong acid and fire can inflict fatal damage on them.

"They'll come back to life!" a berserker reminded loudly, waving a torch in his hand, "Use this!"

Serra dodged the troll's big claws, took the torch, and reached out to the injured troll who was struggling, the throbbing flames burning the wound with a sizzling sound, but it was obviously not as effective as expected, and the troll roared, and with one claw the torch slapped to the ground.

"Don't entangle, get out of here!" said one of the berserkers, swinging away the trolls with a torch, forming a circle with the rest of his companions, retreating to the other side of the woods as they fought.

Serra frowned, although she had been trained as a strict paladin since she was a child, she was not dead-headed, and knew that now was not the time to fight hard, so she moved backwards in small steps, intending to retreat into the circle, but several trolls had already targeted her, and the huge claws continued to attack her retreat route, and after a few seconds, she found herself actually in a situation of being besieged.

"Kill!"

She shouted, the long sword was raised above her head, and once again summoned the divine power to launch the evil slash, the bright sword light pushed the two bloody trolls out more than ten feet away, she took advantage of the air to jump out, the trolls behind her were reluctant, she was irritable, at this time only heard a low groan from the side, her feet slipped, but she tripped over a mass of oily and slippery things.

"Hurry up!" she heard the voice of such a childish man, and when she looked up, she saw a young man who was not too strange riding a horse, and in his hand was a glowing magic scroll: "Stand behind me!"

"Thanks for the help!" she quickly climbed the branch to her feet from the greasy and stood behind Pennyma.

Five or six trolls behind her tripped over the ink, and were still struggling with their hands due to their large bodies, and they fell extra hard, and Penny chanted the spell again, and a spider web was released, and the astonishingly thick transparent spider silk covered a large area in front of her, and the trolls who were still struggling were all trapped, unable to move for a while.

Burning Hands!

A flash of fire flashed, igniting the spider silk fibers and the grease on the ground, plus the trees in the forest, the effect was like an overturned kerosene lamp, several low-level spells synthesized a terrifying effect, the flames erupted like pillars, and a group of trolls gradually turned into ashes in the screams, their oily skin was the best burning material.

Penny shot to kill a large number of trolls, and the remaining trolls saw that the number was no longer dominant, howled, turned around and fled, Penny and Sierra glared at each other, obviously not figuring out why the other party was here, but seeing that the scarred berserkers came over, they tacitly did not ask.

The berserkers thanked them, "Thank you, both of you. ”

"You're welcome, this is what the apostles of Tyre should do. Serra took off her giant helmet, and several berserkers obviously didn't notice that the person who came to their aid was a woman, and forgot to speak in surprise, Serra looked at the scars on their bodies and frowned: "Your injuries are very serious, do you need me to pray for divine magic to heal you." ”

"Oh, no, honorable Miss Paladin, you're already tired. The Berserker said, "Trolls may appear here at any time, so let's get back to the sentry quickly." ”

"Are you the warriors of the Madir outpost?" said Penny, who had been silent.

"Yes, I'm Captain of the Guard, Sbinier. The Berserker replied.

"So, what do you mean by that you've been under troll attack a lot lately?" Penny asked after a moment's thought.

"Yes, the sentry has been ...... recently There was a serious problem. Sbiniel thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "I don't know where a large group of trolls has appeared, attacking the sentry all day and night, and many of his compatriots have died in the sentry. ”

"Wait a minute, you're saying that this place hasn't been invaded by the rebels yet?" Penny frowned.

"This is the southeast, far from the rebels. Spinier was clearly puzzled by Penny's words.

There's something wrong with that witch......

Penny's not-so-stupid IQ quickly figured out that the witch had deliberately lured him here.

This place was clearly not the center of the conflict between the rebels and the witches, but Penny felt that he had pinched a clue.

At least the witch is worth investigating.

If you don't have a ghost in your heart, how can you play tricks?

If you follow it in this direction, you will definitely gain something.

He was in a bit of a hot mood.

"We've sent several batches of messengers to Mushantil, but the reinforcements haven't heard from us yet, this young lady paladin, is this lady here to help us?" On the other side, Sbinir suddenly asked the female paladin, and at the same time attracted Penny's attention.

"Of course I will follow Tyr's teachings and promote justice, although ......" Serra's cheeks flushed, "I'm alone." ”

Several berserkers looked at each other for a while, their faces were obviously a little hopeless, a holy warrior and a mage, although the combat power may be somewhat, but what big effect can it play?

However, Penny and Serra saved their lives, and they politely invited them back to their posts to rest.

"It really doesn't matter if you sneak out like this? If you don't obey the law, it doesn't seem to be the code of the holy warriors. On the way, Penny asked the paladin.

"When righteousness conflicts with law, righteousness should be the law, and I can't convince the captain that I have to do justice alone. Serra said solemnly, confirming Penny's suspicions.

Forget it, it's none of me...... Penny shrugged his shoulders and thought so. Serra smiled:

"Didn't you make the same choice as I did? It seems that the path of justice is never lonely. ”

Penny was stunned for a moment, feeling unable to keep up with the paladin's thoughts: "I'm here to investigate the Heartless. ”

"This is a just cause. Serra affirmed.

Not necessarily...... Penny thought to himself.

The reason for the red-robed mage to do things can be life, hatred, or interests, but justice really doesn't exist in the dictionary of the red robe......

"Don't worry, you won't be alone. Serra patted Penny on the shoulder again: "As long as it is the path of justice, I will definitely go down with you." ”

What a fool, but also a good helper, Penny remembered the amazing combat power of the female paladin, so he secretly thought to himself, and thought that it would be better to dig up some information, so he asked: "By the way, I don't know how much you know about those unintentional." ”

Serra thought for a moment, frowned, and said, "It's a group of demon believers, as the darling of Tyr, you shouldn't allow the evil power of the abyss to wreak havoc in Feren. That's why the Bishop sent us to get to the bottom of it. ”

"What other specific information is there besides? For example, why did you come to Lesselman to investigate?"

"Because the area of action of this church is only in the northern part of the Desperate East. It wasn't Serra who answered, Penny and the paladin looked back at the location where the voice came from, but saw the half-elf Arnell at some point driving his horse to appear not far behind the crowd, as if he had suddenly appeared, Penny was taken aback: "Why did you come with you?"

"Both, this is your friend. The berserker in front of him turned around and was startled at the same time when he saw that there was an inexplicable extra person in the team.

"Yes. Penny nodded, and the berserkers moved on, and Penny had the heart to talk to Arnell, slowed down a few steps, and quietly distanced himself from the berserkers in front of him, and Serra also came over.

"You all ran away before dawn, and I chased after you for a long time. The half-elf yawned: "I took your money, so I have to have some work ethic, and I can't leave my employer at will until I finish my work, not to mention, investigating the Church of the Heartless is actually my job." ”

"Work?" Penny frowned, "Why would you be interested in this thing?" ”

"Because I'm an intelligence monger, I need information, that's all. Arnell spread his hands: "Don't think too much of me. ”

That's a plausible reason, Penny nodded, he also thought that the body artist couldn't have any noble feelings.

However, it seems that the three people have surprisingly the same purpose because of three different motives, and cooperation is a matter of course.

"It seems that Mr. Camacho is right. Serra suddenly interjected with a frown: "Mr. Stefani, you are really a complete rogue intelligence monger. ”

"He's slandering, slandering. Arnell brushed her hair and exclaimed in annoyance, "He is jealous of my handsomeness, erudition, and knowledge." ”

"So, what is Mr. Stefani's talents?" asked Serra curiously.

"Art, of course. Arnell smiled, and that smile was a little sinister: "Miss Grofia Samurai, I wonder if you are interested in discussing art with me?"

Penny coughed, "Wait a minute, tell me more about the Church of the Heartless." ”

"Damn imp, can't you cooperate?" Anel glared at Penny in annoyance.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not obligated to cooperate with you. Penny said lightly.

"Well, actually, I don't know much about the Church of the Heartless, I only know that many of the things that have happened to Lethman in the past two years are related to them, and if I don't make a mistake, the spearhead seems to be vaguely aimed at Searle in the south. As he spoke, Arnell gave Penny a meaningful look.

"Could it be that this demon church has anything to do with the evil red-robed mage?" asked Sierra curiously.

"Maybe, just maybe. Arnell glanced at the silent Penny again and shook his head: "But as far as I know, in addition to making trouble in the Lethmanan political arena, this organization also often conducts blood sacrifices in secret places, and some abyssal studies have shown that those who do this are usually demons who are still weak and eager to regain their strength." ”

"You mean, this demon may be in a relatively weak state?" asked Penny.

In a relatively weak state, you can also summon powerful abyss monsters with a projection, so how terrifying will the power in its heyday be?

It's scary to think about Penny.

"Anyway, no matter what, we have to figure out what this guy is going to do. ”

"That witch is very problematic. Penny thought for a moment, and voiced his suspicions of witches, Arnell fell into deep thought, but Serra cried out:

"She deceived us. ”

"So, it's a lot trickier than you think. Arnell thought for a moment and exhaled.

Penny was silent as the woods on the side of the road thinned out, and not far away, a dilapidated sentry appeared in view.

"Several, we're here. The berserker in front of him stopped.