The Gabriel family used to be the top nobles of the human race in the Nord continent, because they were very close to the Holy See, and they were loved by the royal family. There is even a legend that they have the blood of the gods. Because they can go back to the past and predict the future through the stars in the sky.
But legends are legends after all, and outsiders don't even know that their abilities are obtained by overdrawing their lives.
Paladin's father, Hill Gabriel, had sky-blue eyes and hair that shone like golden gold, but his mother was just a humble maid. So Palatine had pale gray eyes, and even though he had blond hair, it was dull, like a glint of sunshine on a cloudy day—not noticeable, nor warm.
"This child has gray eyes..." the old nun of the monastery hugged the child who had just opened her eyes, and sighed to the pale woman lying on the bed.
The flame of hope in the eyes of that thin woman was extinguished immediately after hearing these words, just like this cramped hut, gloomy and gloomy.
The old nanny looked at the well-behaved child with a thumb in his arms and innocent eyes, and felt distressed: "Do you want to hug him? After all, the child's father..."
"He looks like this, he doesn't have a father." The woman turned her head and looked out the window, and said indifferently, "You take him away, I don't want to see him."
"Alas..." Mammy hugged the child and left the room tremblingly. The baby in her arms seemed to have sensed it and began to cry softly, but the woman still didn't look at him.
"Oh, are you hungry?" Mammy patted the baby's back lightly, but couldn't stop him from crying, "Eat some nectar so you won't cry, good boy~"
The old and kind old nun plucked the red wildflowers on the roadside and stuffed the tails into the baby's mouth. The little baby tasted the sweet nectar and swallowed with tears in his eyes, but he stopped crying and was washed by tears. His eyes were exceptionally clear and bright.
Even though his pupils are gray, he can still see this colorful world.
The old nun in the monastery adopted an abandoned baby, a beautiful little boy! The news spread quickly in the monastery, and everyone often went to the nunnery's yard to see this beautiful child.
"Wow! His hair is blonde. I heard that this is a hair color that only nobles can have!"
"Mommy, what's his name?"
A group of little nuns were huddled beside the crib, scrambling to look at the little baby who was quietly drinking milk, feeling their hearts were about to melt, so soft that they were about to fly!
The old nun pulled out the baby's hair, saw the baby's bright eyes looking at her curiously, and said softly: "Call him Paladin, I hope he is as strong and brave as a real knight."
But Palatine failed to meet expectations. Instead of becoming a strong knight, he became a weak chicken priest, as the nuns and abbots who looked like a group of little angels hoped. He can paint, play music, and has superb medical skills, but he loves to get sick. Paladin's superb medical skills even made him a well-known priest of light in this fief, but he couldn't let him heal his own illness.
Do not know why.
"Maybe it's because our Paladin is a child favored by God." Lying on the hospital bed, the nanny, who was already too old, still raised her hand kindly, wanting to touch the child in front of her who she regarded as dear. Raised youth, "God can't wait for his most perfect child to return to him..."
Paladin grabbed the old nanny's hand, stuck it to his face, knelt on the ground, his face was even paler than the nanny's, and his beautiful eyes were full of tears: "I just want to be your child, please...don't leave me… "
Mammy coughed a few times, Paladin seldom cried, and as long as those eyes were soaked with tears, they would become extremely gentle and fragile: "God loves everyone, child, promise me to be a kind person..."
"it is good… "
After the nuns left, Palatine took over the position of the abbot, because not only the nuns liked him very much, but also many women in this fief came to the monastery to be nuns, just to listen to Palatine's lectures, and to work with him. Pray weekly.
After Paladin finished today's lecture, he packed his things, and the little nuns came to his side with blushing cheeks: "Dean, are you really not a nobleman?"
"Of course not." Palatine answered them gently.
"But..." the little nuns frowned in distress, "Your hair is golden, my father said, is that the hair color that only nobles can have?"
Can such hair also be called blonde
Paladin looked at the strand of hair floating in front of him—it was just a dull beige color, but he still smiled: "I heard that the hair of the white elves is also golden, but they are not nobles."
"Wow! Are you a white elf then?"
"I'm not a white elf. Look, I don't even have pointy ears." Paladin bent down to touch the curly brown hair of one of the little lolitas, and quietly left the crowd.
"Oh my god! The dean touched me!!"
"He just touched your hair! He didn't touch you at all!"
"I also want the dean to touch my head..."
Paladin looked at the group of little nuns amusedly, and then looked at his hair.
Although it is not pure gold, but it still has a little edge, maybe I am really a child loved by God.
With this belief, Palatine spent the twenty years of his life.
Until one winter night, he was kidnapped on his way back to the house.
Paladin removed the black cloth covering his eyes, and saw a nobleman in the orange firelight.
A man with golden hair and sky blue eyes, a true nobleman.
But he looks almost the same as himself, except that his facial features are more indifferent and tough.
Paladin's hands hanging in his long robes were gradually clenched, and his already slender wrists were protruding, but no one could see them, not even himself. He just swallowed and tried to speak with a steady voice. Asked: "Are you here for my treatment, then you don't need to kidnap me like this..."
"I am your father." The blond nobleman interrupted his words with a frown, as if he didn't want to listen to Paladin's extra nonsense.
"Really..." Paladin's voice began to tremble, "but look at my hair and eyes, none of them are similar to yours..."
The blond nobleman turned his head and indifferently ordered the guard next to him: "Take him to the Astrology Tower."
"yes!"
Paladin was restrained by two guards, and was sent to the secret room of the Astronomy Tower almost overhead, and then they locked his left ankle with a thick iron chain: "Actually, I can walk by myself, what are you doing... "
The blond-haired noble walked up to Paladin, squatted down and looked at Paladin who was lying on the ground in a panic. Paladin was not in good health, and it was snowing outside. He felt a splitting headache after being tormented by them, but the nobleman was like As if he couldn't see his pale face, the words he said were colder than the wind and snow outside: "I am Hill Gabriel, and from today onwards, you will study astrology in this room."
After saying these words, without giving Paladin a chance to speak, Hill Gabriel turned around and was about to leave the room. Paladin struggled to sit up: "Why me."
Hill Gabriel had already opened the iron door, and in front of him was endless darkness, and his golden hair shone brightly in this dark secret room. He only paused when he heard Paladin's questioning He paused and didn't look back.
"Because I am your father."
"Father...hehe..." Paladin gasped, clutching his chest, leaning against the cold stone wall, "Gabriel...what an ironic surname, so I am nothing..."
Not a beloved child of God.
Not aristocrats either.
The identities he once had, pastor, dean, and priest also disappeared the moment he entered this stone house.
Paladin laughed at himself and pulled the iron chain on his ankle: "I won't be able to get out in this life..."
Almost everyone knew the surname Gabriel, and Paladin certainly knew it, but he didn't understand why Hill Gabriel wanted to find his son who had been living outside for several years and hadn't heard of it.
There are many things that Paladin doesn't know, and Hill Gabriel also has. He doesn't understand why the Gabriel family has never had a blond-haired blue-faced child born in recent years, and all the new babies born are black-haired or With brown hair, he could not inherit the position of astrological priest of the Gabriel family at all.
The patriarchs and priests of the Gabriel family must choose blond-haired and blue-faced descendants to inherit—in order to show their noble blood.
But unlike the patriarch, the priest's hair can turn gray later because he needs to prophesy. The Gabriel family explained to the outside world that this is a divine punishment from the gods, but they never said that it would consume the life of the astrologer.
Paladin was not the only one who entered this secret room, but before him, almost everyone could only bear the overdraft of the prophesied life force once. Hill Gabriel had no choice but to find Paladin—after all, his priest of light The name is not small, such a person should live longer.
From that day on, Paladin was locked in this stone house and never went out again. He studied astrology all day long, and then spent his life to make a prophecy when the Gabriel family needed it.
Hill Gabriel threatened Palatine with the lives of the nuns of the abbey, and he had no way to resist and was powerless to resist.
More than five years of prophecy had made him skinny. There was no window in this secret room, only an iron door that would never be opened for him, and a roof that would only be removed during astrology.
Paladin's skin was extremely pale after not seeing the sun for many years. The people of the Gabriel family knew that his health was not good, and they were afraid that this precious lump would not die on the astrology table, but died of a disease, so they built a room for him. Luxurious houses, high-quality velvet carpets, and fire magic stones inlaid around make the whole room extremely hot.
But he only felt cold.
The cold filled every corner of this room, tormenting him day and night so that he could not sleep peacefully, but he could not just die.