"Father Palatine, this is Nurba." Hearing O'Neill's remarks outside the carriage, Paladin immediately pretended to get off the carriage. He also crossed his hands and clenched his fists and said reverently: "Thank you, thank you for your protection. Inos is above, he must be secretly protecting his loyal servants! There are no robbers along the way!"
Palatine got out of the carriage like a stick. Looking at Paladin's archer Li Lil, she lowered her head and whispered to the warrior Orkney beside her, "What, did you meet some robbers along the way, if they didn't see that there are mages here, this damn The pastor has been skinned a long time ago! Now I have to thank Enos."
"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Warrior Orkney hurriedly stopped. Afraid that the priest would hear. He also carefully looked at Paladin's reaction, but he didn't show any anger at all. After all, in Orkney's heart, as mercenaries to earn some blood money, it is really lucky to be able to know and gain the friendship of a priest.
Palatine got off the carriage and took a deep breath of the earthy scent. , Suddenly the fatigue of the car travel has gone for most of the time. He naturally heard the words of the archer Lilil. But he didn't care. Now he is wearing a mask named Palatine, Flamel. Be sure to make a priest who is fanatical and young, yearning for the Holy See to do his duty. It's hard to say, wait for a firm foothold, marry a beautiful wife, and collect a lot of money. Eat well and live well. Decent access and respectable. It was a day like a dream!
Holding such a sweet fantasy of Paladin, his feet just stepped on the soil, and the scene in front of him instantly disappointed him. On the fairly spacious stone road, men and women dressed in various clothes walked on their own.
Occasionally, there are one or two teams carrying goods, passing one red brick house after another. But obviously, in such a rich town, a priest in black robes of a priest is nothing new. The passers-by just glanced at it casually, then walked away indifferently.
Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable! Paladin has a feeling of being underestimated. His new life full of confidence was rewarded with casual glances from passers-by. A nameless fire rose. At this time, the mage O'Neill, who was standing beside the carriage, saw the change in Palatine's face, and immediately extended his hand politely, guiding the somewhat broken chapel in front of him and saying, "Father Palatine, your church is here."
"Oh! Thank you so much for escorting you all the way." Paladin indifferently took out three gold coins from his cuff and handed them to O'Neill. The latter readily accepted. Watching Paladin carrying his luggage, he frowned and walked towards the church.
Standing in front of the dilapidated big wooden door, Palatine was silent until after O'Neill and the others left behind him, he swallowed and pushed the door open and walked in. Ka Ka Ka! There was an uncomfortable rattling sound from the old door.
From the huge glass windows painted with the portraits of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, beams of gentle and warm light were cast, making the originally gloomy church appear a touch of holiness. Paladin picked up the cloth bag in his hand, and looked around and began to examine the church that belongs to him in the future. He kept shouting: "Anyone? Is there anyone? I'm a priest from Fenrir. On the recommendation of my godfather Sicily. Came here to serve as a parish priest!"
But what Paladin didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly burst behind him! He was so frightened that he immediately jumped away and looked back! I saw an old man in a black robe, with white hair and gloomy eyes, standing behind him and staring at him! The attentive Paladin also found that his robe was still embroidered with the coat of arms of the Holy See, that two keys were crossed, and a coat of arms with a triple crown was placed in the middle! This old man is a priest!
Some of the frightened Paladins immediately calmed down, but what almost made him fall to the ground was that the whole body of this old man was surrounded by little dark elements! Although there are not many, only more than 60, but it is black, and it is not the sacred magic that the clergy should have! "You kid, are you here to take office?"
Seeing Paladin's shocked and alert eyes, the old man turned a blind eye and stretched out his hand. At this moment, countless thoughts passed through Paladin's mind. Is this man the priest here? If not, it is a dark wizard who specially waits for the priest to take office and then hunts down. However, there are only more than 60 dark elements, and they should not have the strength to stop the clergy. Does that mean he's a fallen one? Faith in the Fallen!
With this thought in mind, Paladin carefully took out the letter of recommendation from the cloth bag and handed it to the old man. But he said: "This old gentleman, are you the priest here?" The old man nodded after the letter and said: "You can call me Northam, don't call me the priest. I was dismissed not long ago. the priesthood."
"Oh? Dismissal? Why?" Paladin blurted out, a little puzzled. With such a glamorous identity as a priest, there are people who don't want to! I saw Northen opening the envelope, looking at the contents of the letter at a glance, and said slowly: "I have resigned from the priesthood, I want to become a missionary. I traveled all over Olossen and spread the glory of God all over the place. ."
Speaking apparently perfunctory words, Northam nodded and returned the letter to Palatine, and picked up a stack of black robes from the row next to him, as well as the license of the local church, and the scepter of the sitting priest. All handed to Paladin. The former said: "Basically, we have everything. If you feel that you are short of manpower, you can go to Hems Abbey in the east of the city and talk to Phoebe."
Speaking of this, Northam suddenly showed a sarcastic and sad smile: "If you give enough money, he will specially select a few nuns and a few beautiful virgins for you." Paladin heard this. I was stunned, and my heart that was originally wary of the dark element of the other party relaxed a little. It seems that the Holy See is not as sacred as it seems, after all, they are all people, and there are various desires and needs.
"But that's fine. This way, it's more convenient for me to do things." Just as Paladin sneered in his heart, Northam picked up the crutches beside him and said casually: "But look at the recommendation letter, you are a nobleman. Hey! Maybe The nun can't satisfy you at all."
Palatine fell silent for a moment, watching the depraved priest leaning on crutches, shaking the wooden door one step at a time, and leaving the church that had accompanied him for decades! A strange meaning suddenly appeared in Paladin's eyes, and he blurted out: "Nosen, why did you give up the faith of Inos? What benefit did Belair, the god of darkness, give you!"
tread! Hearing that the wooden cane was violently pounded on the slate floor, Northen slowly turned around, and the originally gloomy eyes were now filled with murderous intent and shock! Without saying a word, Northon's hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly swayed quickly, and a faint green magic bullet carried the lines of harvesting life, and swooped straight towards Palatine's head!
Paladin's pupils shrank immediately, seeing that the black magic bullet was about to shatter his head, his right hand was raised very quickly. The golden light element immediately covered the entire palm, and firmly grasped the flying magic bullet with a snap, as easily as grasping a ball! "What!" Northam saw that the young priest actually caught his magic with empty hands. That's empty-handed! Not with a magic shield, not dodging, but unbelievably empty-handed catch! At this moment, Northam's whole person was frightened.
But Palatine would not give him time to be dazed. He could clearly feel that the black magic bullet in his hand was being severely consumed by the dense golden elements in his hand. Without hesitation, Paladin clenched his hand, and ripples appeared in his hand. The magic bullet was actually snuffed out alive!
It was too late to speak, and Paladin's feet were hard, and the whole person rushed to the front of Northam with a swish. Northam only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and this Paladin appeared in front of him. When he was anxious, Paladin grabbed the wooden staff with one hand, turned his body non-stop, and held the wooden stick with his backhand and hit Northam with a stick. Wrinkled face.
The latter had to scream, and a little blood spurted from the corner of his mouth. fell to the ground. But Paladin didn't intend to stop, there was no pause in the movement, the left hand immediately threw away the wooden staff, and the right hand, which was covered with golden elements, followed the force of the rotation, pressed it on Northen's half-empty cheek, and pressed hard to the floor!
"Touch!" Only a cracking sound was heard from the floor, and Paladin felt the wetness of his palms gradually spreading. Only then took his hand away and moved it to Northam's neck. At this time, Nuo Sen's face was covered in blood, and a few teeth had collapsed. "How, the fallen, the dark wizard Northam." Hearing Palatine's proud voice, Northam, who barely opened his eyes, saw the young man who was looking down at him, the brown eyes at this time, Is emitting a faint golden light! Coupled with the gloomy and cracked smile at this time, it is like a god!
Northam came back to his senses in an instant, looked at the Paladin in front of him, and said badly: "Although I don't know how you found out, what do you want? Send me to the Inquisition and hand it over to those mad believers? It's still here. Execute me? In Enos' name?"
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Palatine to answer, he immediately continued speaking, with deep disappointment and anger in his eyes: "Come on! Kill me right here! Die in the church where I have stayed for decades! Anyway, The so-called Holy See has fallen and is no longer pure. The clergy has forgotten the oath they took at baptism, and the bishops are filled with women and money! The Holy See is rotten, can't Enos see it! He sees Arrived, but ignored it! Is he our god of hope? He's just standing on the clouds, bowing his head and mocking our tiny bastards!"
"So you used the power of the dark god Belair?" Paladin's smile gradually subsided, a strange idea was being discovered, and quickly occupied his mind. Hearing Palatine's words, Norson, who was already out of control, immediately roared with red eyes: "No! The so-called gods are all bastards! Inos is like this, and Bel Air is no exception! But compared to the Iraqi who fooled me North, Bel Air is more direct, how much you give, how much you get!"
"Huh? Then what exactly do you want to do?" Paladin still looked down at Northam condescendingly. At this time, the latter thought he had no reason to be spared, his eyes immediately turned blood red, and his hoarse voice began to make an unbearable noise: "Destruction! I want to follow Bel Air's power and destroy the rotten Holy See! I want this already The Holy See, shrouded in dark clouds, the abscess that was planted in the center of Orothen was completely wiped from the world!"
Palatine smiled slightly. This is a rare mad believer, and a mad believer whose belief has collapsed! What will happen? Dangerous and extreme. However, the identity of the dark wizard can indeed provide the value of Paladin's use. "Perhaps, the raw materials for the Philosopher's Stone can be handed over to this shady Northam."
Thinking like this, Paladin nodded slightly, and suddenly let go of the hand on Northam's neck, ignoring the strangeness in Northam's eyes, and the golden elements coiling around his body immediately surged wildly, turning into a glove with a beating golden arc, attached to Paladin. on the right hand. "What is this! Lost magic? No, no! No spells, no four-element fluctuations, no magic at all! Divine power? Impossible! No god is so generous without a chanted power! What kind of power are you! "
Suddenly I saw the elements in Paladin's hands that kept changing shapes and postures. Northam was taken aback instantly! The whole person jumped up and muttered in disbelief. Paladin raised his hand proudly, the miraculous change in his hand disappeared instantly, and his bewitching voice came out: "This does not belong to any magic, divine power. I call it, the power against God. Sen, are you interested?"
The shocked Northam quickly calmed down and seemed to realize that he was not in danger. He quietly asked, "What the hell are you trying to do!" "Me? No matter what, you can use my power, and I will also use your identity. Also, call me Father Palatine!" Silence, Northam lowered his head and fell silent. Obviously hesitating. And Palatine's smiling eyes became colder and colder. If the old man wasn't wise, he wouldn't mind killing a useful piece.
In the end, just when Paladin was about to lose his patience, Northam sighed deeply, his eyes full of excitement and anticipation. "The power of this kid has never been seen before, maybe it can really make a difference! If I cooperate fully, there may be a glimmer of hope in eradicating the Holy See!" Thinking of this, Northon raised his head and said with vigour: "Paladin Father!" The only response to him was Palatine's deep and eerie smile. .