The midday sun shone in the courtyard courtyard of St. Bablupa Monastery. Three hundred armed pilgrims stood quietly under the shade of the big oak tree, waiting for the final announcement from Bishop Kurgan, the abbot of the monastery. decision. It's almost early autumn, but the tail end of summer is still lingering on. The sunshine passing through the shade of the trees is extremely warm, the air is as clear as the sweet peaches in the winter snow, and the melodious singing voices of the birds are ringing in my ears, which is refreshing and refreshing at all. I can't feel the pain of waiting. Tomad and Silva walked side by side through the long and simple corridor of the monastery and came to an oak door. The four corners of this wooden door were covered with dark bronze, and the surface was decorated with mottled gold lines to depict the Lord of Justice using a balance to measure the good and evil of mortals. picture. In the hundreds of years since the founding of St. Bablupa Monastery, the door to the Hall of Justice has only been opened three times, and each time it was related to the life and death of the monastery. This is the fourth time. There is a table in the middle of the Hall of Justice, surrounded by twelve seats, ten of which already have owners. Senior pilgrims wearing silver chain armor sit silently and upright. Tomad was quite surprised to see the white-haired Dean Kurgan sitting there, also fully armed, with a long sword in front of him. However, the set of silver chain armor and helmet were completely out of harmony with the elderly bishop, as if two unrelated things were being dragged together. "Your Majesty the Lord of Justice!" Silva's voice sounded equally shocked, "Dean Kurgan, what do you want to do with this outfit? Where is brother 'Thunderbolt' Tangulas?" Dean Gan touched the long sword in front of him that had also gone through many vicissitudes of life with his old palm, then stood up and meticulously saluted Silva on his chest, "Chief Silva, Brother Tangulas's temperament is not suitable for going to Tallon Fortress. , as the dean, I ordered him to take up the position of guardian of the temple in Xifeng County. He had already set off two hours ago. " "This is a wise decision, dean, but you haven't answered my question yet. "The previous question." Silva pointed out in a sharp tone, "Where did you find this antique that should have been remade? What do you want to do with it?" Silva's statement is not exaggerated at all. The chain armor worn by Dean Kurgan was of a different style from the ones worn by other pilgrims. The edges of the helmet and gloves were covered with traces of wear and tear, and the chain armor also showed clues that it had been rewoven many times. In fact, if the records in religious texts are correct, the style of this chain armor can be traced back to the sacred relic worn by the first generation of pilgrims in the monastery before the establishment of the Griffin Empire. ¡°This is the armor worn by Holy Sound Omega, one of the sacred relics worn by successive abbots at the inauguration ceremony, as well as the helmet worn by Holy Eye Help and the silver gloves used by Sacred Heart Igorsho. "Dean Kurgan displayed the equipment with a long history and extraordinary significance, and the pride on his face was completely undisguised. Silva¡¯s arm twitched, and she struggled to resist the urge to touch her forehead with her hand. "I know the names of those relics. You have shown them to me more than once, but what I want to know is, why do you wear them?" "Because there is a saint hidden in every sacred relic. With their care, we can better pass through the darkness, stand tall and fight against evil!" Dean Kurgan replied in a solemn, solemn, and singing-like voice, "I will serve as the Hall of Justice! One of the members, go to Tallon Fortress with you, where you will witness another defeat of evil!" Tomad saw more than one person pursed his lips and suppressed a smile. Apparently before that, Kurgan Academy What the chief said has been repeated countless times. However, Silva had no intention of laughing at all. Known as the Chief of Ice, she raised her eyebrows, and there was no concealed murderous intent in her eyes. "My lord of justice, are you kidding?" "I'm not joking, not at all." Dean Kurgan replied seriously, "The wind has told me that this will be a very dangerous and difficult battle. , many brothers will shed their last drop of blood in the battle, and their souls will be able to transcend the world, fly to the sky, and get their rightful place beside the Lord of Justice. Sylva, daughter of Fezernan, you plan to stop me from setting foot on this world. Seeking the path of the name of a saint?" Silva's eyes flashed, of course she wanted to prevent Dean Kurgan from setting foot on the battlefield. Although the old man is in good health and his movements are nimble, he still has to be measured by his seventy-year-old age. On a rapidly changing battlefield, no amount of protection by multiple hands can ensure that the old man will not be harmed, not to mention that the manpower of the pilgrims is already in short supply. . But the reason given by the old man was too high-sounding, and Silva could not help but frown, not knowing how to answer. "Don't be like this, Mr. Dean." When Tomad spoke, his attitude was as gentle as if he were dealing with an ignorant child, "You will make us feelIf you are at a loss what to do, your safety will definitely make us worried. If there is an extra burden in our hearts, when we are on the battlefield, the swing of our arms will slow down and the sharp blade of faith will hesitate. Dean Kurgan, would you allow your children to suffer such an undeserved loss? " "Of course not, I know where the limit of my ability is. "Dean Kurgan slowly took the long sword in front of him, unsheathed it, and then made two neat chopping movements. His movements were skillful and sophisticated, reminiscent of the scarred sword placed in the dean's room. Kong¡¯s goose feather pillow. ¡°I have the ability to protect myself on the battlefield, and I don¡¯t think the barbarian orcs will penetrate your lines and fight all the way to me. " "No, Mr. Dean, I cannot lead you. "Sylva shook her head stubbornly. "The leader is indeed not you, my child. You will be the leader's sharp sword, clearing away difficulties and obstacles for him. And I will be the leader's advisor, helping him solve certain problems that require experience rather than wisdom. "Dean Kurgan said, turning his eyes to Tomad, "Tomad Ann, you will become the leader of this force. " "why me? Tomad was taken aback, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Why do you want me to be the leader?" Silva is the chief patroller. If you say that her experience is not enough to take on this important task, Dallas, Milson, and Nocate are all veteran patrollers who have experienced battles for a long time. Any one of them can serve as a leader! " "You must bear this important responsibility. There can only be one strong and powerful voice among the pilgrims, and I have not heard the same powerful voice from anyone else. "Dean Kurgan announced loudly, and then he stretched out his hands, and his eyes flashed with a thrilling light like coals. "The critical moment for the fate of the continent is approaching, and this battle is just a preview of the prelude to the turbulent year. The wind told me that until the moment my soul was able to transcend the shackles of the world, Tallon Fortress still stood on the border of West Wind County, and it was not the army of barbarian orcs that besieged the fortress. I will go there and see you victorious, this is the direction of destiny, no doubt, just believe that everything will be revealed under the majestic gaze of the Lord of Justice. "The bright light faded, and the old man's arms dropped. He looked extremely tired, and it was almost impossible to bear the heavy armor on his body. "Believe me, everything will be revealed. " This scene was like a miracle, wiping out any doubts that had not yet been raised. The senior pilgrims sitting around the table put their hands flat on their swords, and then turned them to where Tomad was. This action represented their agreement with Dean Kurgan. Silva made the same choice without hesitation. Tomad sighed silently, put his hand on his chest, and bowed deeply in return. Knowing that this burden has been placed on his shoulders by the cunning old dean, the fact that the enemy who killed his son led the team to Tallon Fortress will surely deeply stimulate a certain proud and tough Lord Marquis, and then in the shortest time If the pain is unavoidable, then long and slow is worse than short and intense. This may really be the best solution. Everyone bowed to Tomad and then left with solemn steps. Entering the Hall of Justice, Dean Kurgan was at the end. Tomad quickly caught up and whispered in the old man's ear: "The speech was wonderful, Mr. Dean, and the effect is even better when combined with the sharp night vision. Did you really hear the wind say that to you? " "The wind really said it, but I didn't understand it. Dean Kurgan opened his mouth, which was missing several teeth, and showed a narrow smile, "You must learn this trick in the future. I don't know when you will be able to use it." " Tomad was stunned by this almost shameless answer. Dean Kurgan took the opportunity to take a few steps quickly, walked through the corridor and foyer, and came to the front of the courtyard courtyard illuminated by the golden sun. " By the great Lord of Justice, Bablu The name of Pa! "The old man's voice sounded like thunder, resounding throughout the courtyard and echoing among the seven towers of the monastery. "The tens of thousands of troops led by the Barbarian King's Banner are advancing towards Tallon Fortress, and the front of the army is pointing at us. My beloved West Wind County. The Knights of the Steel Fist are outnumbered and unable to survive alone, and the City of Glory needs time to assemble and train an army. All of this requires blood, sacrifice and life in exchange. Answer me, who is ready to sacrifice? " "It is us, the devout believers of the Lord of Justice, the never-ending pilgrims! "The shouts rose loudly, shaking the entire monastery. Every pilgrim and apprentice raised their right arm high, and the arm pointing to the sky was like a dense blue jungle. "Let us give up petty jealousy, deceit and hatred, and stand in justice. Under the guidance of Lord Bablupa" Dean Kurgan raised his arms, his voice became particularly high-pitched and solemn, "Send the army southward, the target is Tallon! "