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Volume 5 Dance of Ice Dragons Chapter 6 Paladin

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    Piao Tian Literature Suddenly I felt that I was too lazy¡ª¡ª

    "No matter what, you have to stop and take a look at this first."

    The alchemist found them in the corner of the stable.  The air was filled with the stench of urine, and several highland horses of mixed blood snored, tilting their heads and staring at him maliciously.  The man was placed on top of a pile of straw, with a brazier placed next to him.  The firewood crackled and sparks shot out, making people worried that the place would be engulfed in a raging fire due to a moment of negligence.

    Ewela felt the other person¡¯s pulse.  "What?" She was not very interested.

    No one raised their head to look at him.

    Leo shrugged and looked at the man with his eyes closed.

    He has a pair of sword-wielding hands, and his frame is broad enough to carry heavy armor.  But now the man in front of me is like a skeleton, and even the farmer wielding a hoe is stronger than him.  If someone told him that he was a paladin, Leo felt that he would not believe it.  Every paladin should be a warrior who died on the battlefield, so how could he die of illness in a stable?  He suddenly realized that he had been laughing, so he quickly closed his grinning mouth and tried to put away his smile with a straight face.

    "You haven't left yet, why are you still here?" The village chief turned his head and shouted at him, as if he not only disliked him for blocking the light, but also felt that the air he breathed polluted the stables, as if it would kill them.  "You're not welcome here."

    You have never welcomed anyone.

    "Well, in that case" He took a deep breath, "Okay then, you really have to take a look." He waited to see the other party's clown-like show.  He whistled happily in his mind.

    "No matter what you are holding in your hand, I don't want to see it." The pastor sternly refused without thinking.  Without looking up he raised his hand and pointed at the door.  "Get out, Alchemist, and stay out of our way."

    "Really? Are you sure you won't regret it?"

    "I'm not interested in your things." The pastor said coldly.

    "Leo!" Ivira said impatiently, "Please, be quiet. We are trying to revive him. If we delay for a while, he will die. The priest needs to be quiet to cast spells."

    Leo didn't move at all.

    She raised her head, not hiding the dissatisfaction on her face.  "Can you leave first? I'll come back later" Then, she saw the long sword that Leo was dangling in front of her eyes with a smile. She continued vaguely, "looking for you.  " She stopped talking, her eyes fixed on the sword in Leo's hand.  "Leo, it belongs to him?" She couldn't hide her surprise.

    "Miss Bachelor, ignore him." The priest cursed irritably. He said to Ivira, "What else can he do besides being sarcastic and getting in the way? Get him out of here, I don't want to see him."

    "I really should kick you out." The village chief also kept chattering, "Don't let me call the guards."

    ¡°Gentlemen, you should take a look,¡± Iwela said.

    The priest refused, "It's nothing to see. Saving people is what we should do now." He cursed angrily in between performing magic, "He is about to die. We are saving him, but you want to kill him."  Kill him and give him your so-called mercy?"

    ??Leo Ou did not answer for the time being.

    The radiance of divine magic penetrated the void and sprinkled down from the roof.  The man's head was enveloped in a holy rain of light, and the raindrops seeped into his skin.  The muscles on his face twitched, showing a look of pain and struggle. In the brilliant golden light, the alchemist vaguely seemed to see a cluster of black energy.

    Leo took a step forward.  "Don't come any closer, alchemist." The village chief raised his cane.  "Stop!"

    "I'm not a murderer." He said as he got closer.

    The man twitched violently in the light and rain.  He could see more clearly: more, as if swaying from side to side like seaweed in the ocean current, strands of black smoke and dust came from his limbs; from his ears, nostrils, and mouth; from his internal organs  Got out of it.  A vague stench of sex floated into his nose, and waves of nausea surged in his stomach.

    However, Leo knew that no one else could see all these visions, not even the pastor.

    The wisps of black smoke laughed ferociously in front of the alchemist, twisting into various terrifying images, as if the devil's minions were screaming at him.  He keenly noticed that the firelight had dimmed before he knew it.  Following the priest's prayers, the rays of divine magic descended. The surroundings were getting colder, and the stable was like a cold cave.

    The weak horse no longer shouted at him.  They huddled in the corner, lying in the thick grass, whining helplessly.

    No matter what?Whether it is really the monsters in the rumors, everything needs to be done without delay.  Yet he felt that his suspicions were destined to be disapproving of them, especially now that they knew the man's identity.

    "You should not treat him here, but move him to the church"

    ¡°¡­It¡¯s not your turn to speak here.¡±

    "Old immortal," he thought angrily, your eyes are really white and you don't understand anything at all.

    "But I'm worried that you will immediately kneel down and beg Andal for forgiveness."

    "How dare you call the lady by her name!" He simply threw the sword directly at the priest's feet.  "Uh this this is" The priest stretched out his hand tremblingly to hold the long sword, and his old, calloused hand touched the coat of arms on it.  He raised his head in disbelief, "How is this impossible? This belongs to him?"

    Leo thought his neck was broken, but it turned out he could still lift it up.  "The Paladin's sword." He snorted disdainfully, "Priest, you should know it, right?"

    "Yes, I know it. I can't see it wrong." The pastor swallowed bitter saliva with difficulty.  He was still in shock, his mind was blank, and he couldn't think at all.  "But why why here? Are you sure this belongs to him? What happened to him?"

    Leo also wanted to know the exact answer to the pastor¡¯s question. After all, suspicion can never become a fact.

    "Isn't this something you should understand?" He still couldn't hold it back and said sarcastically, "Save him, Pastor."

    In the church, the militiamen cleared the benches and made a flat ground.

    The priest lit seventy-seven candles in front of the statue - most of them cobbled together by villagers.  The candles were arranged in the shape of a six-pointed star, and the paladin was placed in the magic circle.  Then the expensive incense was lit - Leo guessed that it was a long time ago, probably accompanying the arrival of the priest.  for the box which the latter had carefully uncovered when he took it out was covered with dust.  The priest murmured plausibly while sprinkling the flawless and pure rootless water in the magic circle, and then threw the magic dust into it.

    If it were left to an era when gods still existed, casting spells would be prayer, scriptures and doctrines would be spells, and faith would be the source of divine magic.  There is no need to be so complicated, just like the shaman in the wild tribe.  But the shamans can still communicate with the sages of the tribe, but the priest in front of him, who was trying to shirk the situation one moment, but is now taking the matter seriously, is obviously unable to do so.

    ¡°He can be considered a blessing from the gods if he can wake him up,¡± Leo thought scornfully.

    After the pastor finished all the preparations, he turned around and frowned impatiently.  "Everyone, go out and leave me alone. I need absolute silence. I need to meditate and pray. I must not be disturbed."

    "Alton, do you all have to go out?" the village chief asked worriedly, "Are you sure you don't need help?"

    "No, I don't need to. I'm fine." The pastor refused.  "I am the only priest in the village and I have to do it alone. Get out of here too and give me some time. It will be done soon. Our Lady will not abandon her followers. Her love is unmatched. I will do my best.  Save him as much as possibleprovided there are no blasphemers or heretics here." He looked at Leo angrily, as if he was an unforgivable criminal and an enemy with a hatred as deep as the sea.  "Especially you, alchemist, get out." He shouted loudly, "This is the lady's sanctuary, not your palace. Get out! Don't pollute this place."

    He sent him the Holy Sword to avoid rebuke, but instead he received the harshest rebuke.  What happened to this world?  But the embarrassment of the priest in the stable was indeed amusing.  He shrugged and whistled cheerfully out the door.

    The church door closed tightly behind him with a dull sound.

    "Miss Bachelor, please take care of your friend." The village chief warned, "I don't want to see anything unpleasant happen between us." After saying this, he glanced at Leo coldly, and then surrounded by the militiamen  He left with a cane.

    ¡°They went too far,¡± Iwela said.

    Leo chuckled lightly and said nothing.

    The sun shrouded the mountains, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

    "If I were alone, if we were all villains and thieves" Leo said to her in a low voice while leading Eweila down the ramp, "I will drag you away immediately, the further away you are, the farther away you will be."  good."

    She raised her head in surprise, "What did you say?"

    "Don't you think it's too cold here?" Leo said, "There is no warmth at all under the holy light."

    Iweila covered her mouth with her hands, her big eyes showing fear.  "You meanthis can't be true, right? Leo, isn't he a paladin? How could he be what they say?Monsters and monsters?  "

    Leo sighed and walked down the last step.  The surrounding villagers saw him and pointed at him from a distance.  Perhaps it was his arrogant attitude, profane words, or the priest's complaining gossip that made these villagers have a bad impression of him.  But he didn't care.  Let them have their say.  He would be out of here soon and never come back.

    He avoided the chasing and fighting children and lowered his voice, "To be honest, I haven't figured it out yet." He explained to Ivira, hoping to get some useful information from her knowledge.  "I can't really see it. The cold evil intention is hidden too deeply. Whether he was desecrated by the devil or whether he chose to fall by himself, we will only know when he wakes up."

    ¡°I think it¡¯s because he was defeated by others.¡± Iwela thought for a while and said, ¡°There are almost no records of the paladin falling.¡±

    I hope so.  Leo said while looking back at the steeple church that seemed to have fallen into deathly silence, "Then let's wait and see and watch him wake up. The answer will be revealed soon." He paused and smiled contemptuously.  Said, "Hopefully the gods can still show us a little bit of her only mercy - in her own way."
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