"By the way, I haven't introduced myself for so long. My name is Palatine, Flamel. What's your name?"
Deng! Paladin's pace stopped instantly. With a look of disbelief, he turned his head to look at the stupid priest. Can't help asking: "Father, what do you say your name is?" "Paladin, Flamel."
The moment the priest said these words, Paladin rumbled as if he had been hit by a hammer in the head! "There is such a coincidence in the world! Doesn't that mean...I can be a Palatine, Flamel?!"
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?" The priest, also called Paladin, looked at Paladin suspiciously. The latter quietly put down the package, lowered his head and suddenly said, "Father, who is that person behind you?" The priest immediately looked back, but saw nothing behind him except weeds and bushes that blocked the sun. "No one..."
The priest just turned his head and saw Palatine, who was full of ecstasy and ecstasy, pounced on him, grasping his forehead with one hand and his chin with the other with strong and skillful hands. Quickly turn behind him and stick to his back! "You... what are you doing! Let go! Or I'll be angry!"
The priest who was caught was terrified in anger. He didn't know what this guy who had only known him for an hour wanted to do. But then, Paladin perfectly told him his plans. I saw Paladin bowing his head slightly, his mouth that cracked a sinister arc against his ear and said lightly: "Paladin, Flamel. Don't you want to know my name? I tell you, my name is Paladin too!"
As soon as the words fell, the priest's pupils shrank instantly. Even the stupidest person felt at this moment that he was in danger. But of course Palatine would not give the priest a turn. I saw that he suddenly raised his head, looked at the gap between the leaves where the sunlight was cast, and murmured happily: "Fate, is smiling at me!"
Before he finished speaking, the hand holding the priest's chin decisively turned to the side! Only a crisp click was heard. Palatine released his hands, and the priest immediately fell to the ground with his neck crooked. His face still had the same doubts and fears that were mixed with him before he died. He didn't understand until he died what it would be good for Palatine to kill him.
Palatine breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately took off his clothes and exchanged it with the priest with the same name. Paladin, who was dressed in a black priest's robe and had hemp rope tied around his waist, nodded in satisfaction. Immediately lowered his waist and began to collect and hang the priest's belongings.
After putting a bag of fifty-three gold coins into his arms with a smile on his face, Paladin immediately saw a letter with two intersecting keys and a coat of arms of a strange crown lying in the big bag. The Paladin who took it out immediately saw that the good paint had been torn.
The letter has already been read by the priest. In order to live as a priest for a long time in the future, Paladin must know as much as possible about this person's life, lest the truth be exposed except for the flaws. He's not a real Palatine, Flamel. But it was tragic.
Paladin took out the letter carefully, and the faint smell of books made Paladin very useful. Let go of the paper and take a closer look:
Pious and kind priest Flamel
During your three years of study in the monastery, you not only won the title of priest, but also won the respect and love of others. Through the recommendation of your godfather, Fr Sicily, the rector of Fenrir. Now officially awarded to the priest Palatine, Flamel serves as the priest of the town of Nuerba. In order to educate the congregation, they are devoted to the almighty and great Inos.
Only in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
The Principality of Kasmi [The Church of the Hierarchical Priests of the Archdiocese of Kasmi]
July 2, 7266 AD
Paladin's hands trembled slightly with excitement. This letter turned out to be that stupid priest's appointment letter! This is a very important certificate. If Paladin wants to use this identity, this letter is the best cover!
Excited to put away the letter, Paladin immediately started a two-hour excavation, burying the priest's body in the ground. After carefully covering it up to ensure that he couldn't see it, Paladin didn't even have the idea of taking a break, and immediately let go of the girl and left the edge of the forest. But the anxiety that accompanied it at this moment has gradually subsided. Because what was left at this time was Palatine Flamel. A small nobleman who became a priest. The stupid Paladin who was originally looked down on in the Free Mason Branch had already died the moment he got the Ripley Scroll. .
Just as Palatine was praising himself for his new identity, the branch of the Free Masons. The great magician Nashura, who learned that there is a Ripley Scroll here, was only shocked for a while, and still strode past the dazed Adela. Going downstairs. "Hey! What are you going to do!"
Then Shura opened Adela's hand with a flick of his hand, and said solemnly: "Do you need to say that? It won't take long for the tribunal to come. The Ripley Scroll has nothing to do with me! I just want to leave this ghost as soon as possible. Place. Those lunatics don't treat mages well!"
Adela shook her hands helplessly, and joked: "Poor Seurat. You've been dazzled by the danger. It won't be long before the eyes of other forces will squeeze in. Will the Free Masons just sit back and watch? It doesn't matter. Watching the madman from the Inquisition come to kill. There will be a big movement! Is it too cowardly to run away now? And maybe, you can really see the legendary scroll with your own eyes. As a mage, You really don't want to look at what's written on it?"
After saying these words, it really moved that Shura's heart. Talk about the Inquisition. Although they disliked mages very much, they were nothing compared to the blasphemous Free Masons Association. At that time, there will be a conflict between the Free Masons Federation and the Tribunal, and it is impossible to say that it is possible to get any clues. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I can really see that scroll!
With such thoughts in mind, Naxiu's frown gradually eased. He crossed his chest and said arrogantly: "You are an assassin, so you should have some idea. Don't be rude, just say it directly." This is already a sign of cooperation. Adela naturally won't break the mage's self-esteem. He covered his mouth and smiled and said, "Come with me. Dress up first. You are still too eye-catching in this mentor's robe."
After saying that, he grabbed the palm of that Shura and ran downstairs. Although Shura was a little surprised, coupled with the smooth touch on the palm of his hand. The heart that kept him quiet all the time was beating wildly. But he didn't say much, just took a deep look at Adela in front of him. Let her hold his hand and run downstairs. It disappeared after a while.
And in an empty room. The quaint vellum paper taken from the gold box that fell to the ground. Suddenly a pale green flame ignited. But in just an instant, the vellum was burned to ashes. The things recorded on the paper have also vanished. Unknown.