Warlock of the Magus World

Chapter 857: Misunderstand

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The God of Weeping, also known as Lady Lash.

Her god is named Ameta, a lawful and good deity whose teaching is to teach believers to obtain soul salvation while enduring pain.

Just like when the forest grows, there are all kinds of birds. In the world of gods, some wonderful gods still exist, and this weeping lady is one of them.

The God of Suffering, Irmat, only taught his followers to endure and obey the suffering, but Emetta was different. She even asked her priests and followers to take the initiative to abuse herself and gain salvation in pain!

By the gods! Even though Irmaat asked the believers to endure, he didn't ask them to take the initiative to abuse themselves!

So, to put it simply, followers of Ametar are a bunch of masochists, and priests even more so.

During grand celebrations, the priests and believers of Aimeta will always gather together to "pray" with leather whips, wooden flails, and even red-hot irons, in order to obtain the grace of AiMeita—weeping Among the magic spells of the lady priest, there are several very wonderful magic spells, which are designed to improve the ability to endure pain.

Of course, there is no market for such gods among ordinary commoners, and they are even quite rare. Leylin almost didn't recognize them at first, but they are very popular with some special fans.

And the priest of this goddess took to the streets, begging passers-by to give them pain, so as to raise donations, which is also a reserved item of the temple.

"Sorry, my religion is Oghma, the god of knowledge... this is really..."

Leylin felt that he was not a pervert, so he immediately took out his shield.

"The Goddess taught us not to care about the identity of the painer, because they brought us salvation in pain, we need to be grateful to them... Please help me to 'pray'!"

The priestess looked determined.

"I..." Leylin really had nothing to say, and seeing more and more people around him, he also wanted to get out as soon as possible.

Just as Leylin threw a gold coin into the little girl's donation box, raised his whip and was about to pass it by, suddenly his hair stood on end, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying monster.

Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately dodges, avoiding a round of terrifying fighting qi slash.

Crash!

The powerful light blade of fighting spirit swept over the place where Leylin was standing before, and directly smashed a bluestone floor behind him, revealing the profound strength of the attacker.

Accompanied by the attack, there was a girl's coquettish shout: "Ah... this despicable and shameless act of bullying women and children is simply an insult to my chivalry. Rafiniya will never let you go!"

"Which idiot?"

Leylin turned his head angrily. It was already embarrassing enough to be tortured in the street, and then he was treated as a villain who bullied the weak. Even his face felt a little ashamed.

"Do you dare to do it but dare not admit it? Everyone on the street has seen your atrocities! You are a despicable and shameless villain!!!"

The sneak attacker just now was a young and beautiful female knight, her long wine red hair was simply tied into a ponytail, her beautiful face was flushed with anger at this time, her eyes stared blankly at Leylin, and she shot a shot of hatred. Angry, as if wishing to bite off a few pieces of flesh from him.

"High-ranking knight? Have you figured out the situation?"

Leylin was a little surprised when he saw the opponent's knight attire and the tall war horse behind him.

Although they are all physics professions, compared to poor poor guys like fighters, knights are rich and handsome among physics professions.

Not only is the knight armor all over the body expensive, but even the horses that can be ridden in battle are not so easy to obtain.

The value of war horses at this time is often more than ten times that of ordinary rough horses! Not to mention that grooms and other attendant occupations must be specially equipped.

With the help of war horses, the mobility and destructive power of knights are not comparable to warriors.

Moreover, high-level fighters can be transformed into [temple knights] after they have firm beliefs, possessing the ability to cast spells, and they are simply the template occupations of Prince Charming in the minds of many noble girls!

"Became a high-level professional at such a young age, this chick's family environment is good, she should be a noble or something..."

Leylin looked at the opponent, judging from the attack just now, the opponent's knight level should be above tenth level.

'chip! scanning! 'Leylin secretly ordered in his heart.

[Ding! The task is established, start scanning! ] The chip faithfully carried out Leylin's orders, and soon a large piece of information was fed back.

[Name: Rafiniya Gender: Female Strength: 10 Agility: 6 Physique: 7 Spirit: 5 Estimated strength: Knight level ten! Possess specialties: 1. Riding: When fighting with a mount, the opponent's ability will increase by 11%-19%! 2. Armor: The full-body knight armor improves the opponent's physical defense, but the resistance to spells also weakens accordingly.]

"As expected of an advanced profession, it actually has the strength increase of a mount!"

Leylin nodded secretly, but this blatant look made the other party even more angry.

"What's wrong with this city? You can let such villains commit crimes in broad daylight. Has this become a city that believes in devils and demons?"

The girl knight's chest was heaving with anger, especially the look on the faces of the people on the roadside, which made her feel even more angry.

"Please withdraw your unjust accusation! The knight!"

At this time, it was the pastor who whipped the lady before who stood up instead: "My Lord Aimetta has always stood firm against evil! And, you must apologize for interrupting my prayer ceremony before, otherwise you will be regarded as Blasphemy against my Lord!"

"Eh!!! What?... What? What?"

Rafinina's mouth slowly opened wide, with a dull expression on her face.

Afterwards, a team of patrolling soldiers came in directly through the crowd, staring at the young knight with an unfriendly expression: "You have damaged the appearance of the city, according to Article 329 of the City Hall Law, you must pay a fine of ten kinkro, otherwise we will You go to jail..."

"God of justice! There is such a thing in the world! There is no such thing in my hometown..."

After the uproar, the crowd of onlookers, the patrolling soldiers, and the priest left one after another, leaving only Leylin and Raffinia, the knight girl.

It's just that at this time, the face of the other party is like a huge red apple, which is ashamed.

But when the name of the god was about to be mentioned, the girl stopped immediately, no matter how absurd and weird the style of the god was, he was still a god after all! A surface of respect must be maintained, or the Inquisitions of the various temples are no joke.

"Are you a foreigner? The reputation of this goddess is indeed not very prominent, but it is best to inquire about these things before traveling, otherwise you will touch the taboo without knowing it, and the consequences will be very serious... "

Leylin taught Rafiniya a serious lesson, but his face was full of wanting to laugh.

After paying the fine, the apology requested by the priest Aimetta was very strange—the knight girl was required to severely flog the priest herself.

For this kind of request, Leylin 'kindly' gave his share to the girl, and asked her to complete it together as an apology this time.

It is conceivable that it is a shameful thing for a knight girl who claims to be noble and righteous to whip the weak like a villain.

But fortunately everything is over, otherwise, Leylin reckoned that this Rafiniya would have to jump into the sea.

"I see!"

The young girl knight came to her horse, and turned her back to Leylin to hide her embarrassment: "Also, I apologize for my behavior just now. I shouldn't have done that to you before investigating the situation clearly!"

As a knight, Rafiniya has practiced the way of chivalry very well, at least doing a good job in upholding justice and correcting mistakes.

"My name is Rafinia, and I am a traveling knight. Nice to meet you!"

"Yes! My name is Lei, and I'm a mercenary!" Leylin scratched his head.

A traveling knight? This is simply a joke! As we all know, the profession of knights has the highest requirements for logistics. Without professional grooms and retinues to keep weapons and armor, master knights can hardly do anything.

Leylin looked at the horse behind Rafiniya with some sympathy.

Sure enough, at this time, the other party had already shown some malaise and malnutrition.

"Originally, it was strange for a noble girl to practice knighthood, but now she is traveling alone, so how enlightened is her family? Could it be that she encountered a legendary escaped marriage?"

Being stared into by Leylin's eyes, Rafiniya lowered her head in shame.

She stepped on the horse suddenly, with a chic and swift posture, revealing the results of her previous hard training: "Although there was some misunderstanding at the beginning of today's meeting with Your Excellency, fortunately, it ended successfully. May I ask how the mercenary guild will go?"

"Go east, we'll be there soon!"

Leylin was speechless about this girl who might be brainwashed by knight novels.

"Thank you! One day we will meet again! Under the guidance of fate!"

The young knight gallantly urged the steed below, and the mount roared and ran out.

"But, that's west, you're going in the wrong direction..."

Leylin looked at the direction the girl knight was leaving, but the other party had already disappeared.

"Such a high-level knight with roadblocks and idiots is really rare. She came out to take risks without preparing anything. I hope she won't be knocked down by ogres or goblins on the roadside in the end, and end up turning into jerky or something..."

Leylin silently prayed for the other party, and then returned to his hotel.

For him, what he saw today was just a little joy in the long journey of life, and it was not worth his extra effort.