Lord of Glory

"Father Paladin, this is Nurba." Hearing what O'Neill said outside the carriage, Paladin immediately pretended to get out of the carriage. He also crossed his hands and clenched his fists and said piously: "Thank you all, thank you for your protection. Enos is above, he must be secretly protecting his loyal servants! There are no robbers along the way!"

Paladin got off the carriage like a magic stick. Liliel, the archer who looked askance at Paladin, lowered her head in displeasure and whispered to the warrior Orkney beside her: "What, did you meet some bandits along the way? If they hadn't seen that we have a mage here, this damn thing The priest has been skinned a long time ago! Now he is grateful to Enos."

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Warrior Orkney hurriedly stopped him. Afraid that the priest would hear. He also carefully looked at Paladin's reaction, but there was no sign of anger at all. After all, in Orkney's mind, as mercenaries making some blood money, they were really lucky to be able to meet and gain the friendship of a priest.

Paladin got off the carriage and took a deep breath of the earthy scent. , and suddenly most of the fatigue from the journey was gone. He naturally heard what the archer Lilier said. But he didn't care. Now he is wearing a mask named Paladin Flamel. It must be made in line with a fanatical and young priest who yearns for the Holy See to do his duty. It’s hard to say, but once you get a firm foothold, you can marry a beautiful wife and make a lot of money. Eat well and live well. Be decent and respectable. That was a day like a dream!

Paladin, who had such a sweet fantasy, just stepped on the soil with his feet, and the sight in front of him instantly made him a little disappointed. On the fairly spacious stone road, men and women in various clothes walked mindlessly.

Occasionally, there will be one or two teams carrying goods, passing by the red brick houses one after another. But obviously, in such a prosperous town, a priest wearing black robes is nothing new. Passers-by just glanced at it casually and walked away indifferently.

Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable! Paladin had a feeling of being looked down upon. His confident new life was rewarded with casual glances from passers-by. An unknown fire broke out. At this time, Mage O'Neil, who was standing beside the carriage, saw the change in Paladin's face. He immediately stretched out his hand politely, guided the somewhat dilapidated chapel in front and said, "Father Paladin, your church has arrived."

"Oh! Thank you so much for escorting me all the way." Paladin took out three gold coins from his sleeves without saying anything and handed them to O'Neil. The latter accepted it calmly. He watched Paladin carrying his luggage and walking toward the church with a frown.

Standing in front of the dilapidated wooden door, Paladin was silent until O'Neil and others behind him left, then he swallowed, opened the door and walked in. Click, click, click! The old door made an uncomfortable rattling sound.

From the huge glass window with the portraits of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, beams of gentle and warm light are cast, giving the originally gloomy church a hint of holiness. Paladin picked up the cloth bag in his hand and began to look around at the church that would belong to him in the future. He kept shouting: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone? I am a priest from Fenrir. Through the recommendation of my godfather Sicily, I came here to serve as a vicar!"

But what Paladin didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly blew up behind him! He was so frightened that he immediately jumped away and looked back! I saw an old man in black robes, with white hair and gloomy eyes, standing behind him and staring at him! The attentive Paladin also discovered that his robe was embroidered with the coat of arms of the Holy See, the coat of arms with two keys crossed and a triple crown placed in the middle! This old man is a priest!

The frightened Paladin immediately calmed down, but what made him almost fall to the ground was that the old man was surrounded by dots of dark elements! Although there are not many in number, only more than sixty, they are black and not the sacred magic that clergy should possess at all! "You kid, are you here to take office?"

Seeing Paladin's shocked and wary eyes, the old man simply turned a blind eye and stretched out his hand. At this moment, countless thoughts went through Paladin's mind. Is this man the priest here? If not, then they are dark wizards who wait specifically for the priest to come and then hunt them down. However, there are only more than 60 dark elements, which should not be able to stop the clergy. Does that mean he is a degenerate? Believe in the fallen!

With such thoughts in mind, Paladin carefully took out the letter of recommendation from the bag and handed it into the old man's hand. But he said: "Old gentleman, are you the priest here?" The old man read the letter, nodded naturally and said: "You can call me Noson, but don't call me priest. I was dismissed not long ago. took the priesthood."

"Oh? Resigned? Why?" Paladin blurted out, feeling a little confused. With such a glorious identity as a priest, there are people who are unwilling! I saw Noson opening the envelope, reading the contents of the letter at a glance, and said slowly: "I resigned from the priesthood, and I want to become a missionary. Travel around Olosin and spread the glory of God to all directions. .”

Saying words that were obviously perfunctory, Northam nodded and returned the letter to Paladin. He picked up a stack of black robes from the seat next to him, as well as the local church's license and the priest's scepter. They handed it to Paladin together. The former said: "We basically have everything we need. If you feel you are short of manpower, you can go to Hermes Abbey in the east of the city and talk to Phoebe."

Having said this, Northen suddenly showed a sarcastic and sad smile: "If you give enough money, he will specially select a few nuns and several beautiful virgins to give them to you." Paladin was stunned when he heard this. Stunned, the heart that was originally wary of the dark elements of the other party relaxed a little. It seems that the Holy See is not as holy as it appears on the surface. After all, they are all human beings and have various desires and needs.

"But it's okay, this way, it will be more convenient for me to do things." Just as Paladin was laughing secretly in his heart, Noson picked up the crutch beside him and said casually: "But looking at the recommendation letter, you are a noble. Hey! Maybe! A nun can't satisfy you at all."

Paladin fell silent for a moment, watching the fallen priest leaning on crutches, pushing open the wooden door with a wobbly step, and leaving the church that had been with him for decades! A strange meaning suddenly appeared in Paladin's eyes, and he blurted out: "Noson, why did you give up Enos' faith? What benefits did the Dark God Belair give you!"

tread! Hearing the wooden crutches hitting the stone floor violently, Northen slowly turned around, his originally gloomy eyes now full of murderous intent and shock! Without saying a word, Northen's hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly swung rapidly, and a green magic bomb carried the lines of harvesting life, and rushed straight towards Paladin's head with a swish!

Paladin's pupils immediately shrank. Seeing that the black magic bullet was about to shatter his head, he raised his right hand very quickly. The golden light element immediately covered the entire palm, and he firmly grasped the flying magic bullet with a snap, as easily as grabbing a rubber ball! "What!" Northen was shocked to see that this young priest actually caught his magic with his bare hands. That’s empty-handed! It wasn't a magic shield or a dodge, it was an incredible catch with bare hands! At this moment, Noson was completely frightened.

But Paladin would not give him time to be dazed. He could clearly feel that the black magic bullet in his hand was being violently consumed by the dense golden elements in his hand. Without hesitation, Paladin squeezed his hand hard, and a ripple appeared in his hand. The magic bullet was actually snuffed out alive!

In a matter of seconds, Paladin put his foot down hard, and rushed to Northam in a whoosh. Northen 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 around constantly, held the wooden staff in his backhand, and hit Northen's rough and rough body with a stick. A wrinkled face.

The latter could only scream, and some blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. Just fell to the ground. But Paladin had no intention of stopping, and without any pause in his movements, he immediately threw away the wooden stick with his left hand. His right hand, which was densely covered with golden elements, followed the force of the rotation and pressed it on Noson's cheek, which was lying in mid-air, and pressed it hard to the floor!

"Touch!" There was only a cracking sound from the floor, and Paladin felt the moisture gradually spreading in his palms. Then he took his hand away and moved it to Noson's neck. At this time, Nuosen's face was covered with blood, and several of his teeth were broken. Zheng was weak and let out a slight sound of pain. "How about it, the fallen one, the dark wizard Northen." Hearing Paladin's proud voice, Northen barely opened his eyes and suddenly saw the young man who was looking down at him. At this time, his original brown eyes, It is emitting a faint golden light! Coupled with the sinister and cracked smile at this time, it looks like a god!

Northam came back to his senses instantly, looked at Paladin in front of him, and said unkindly: "Although I don't know how you found out, but what do you want? Send me to the tribunal and hand it over to those fanatical believers? Or just here? Execute me? In the name of Enos?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Paladin could answer, he immediately continued speaking, with strong 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 become corrupt and is no longer pure. The clergy have forgotten the words of their baptismal oath, and the bishops have filled their heads with women and money! The Holy See has become corrupt, can’t Enos see it? He sees He arrived, but ignored us! Is he our God of hope? He is just a bastard standing in the clouds, lowering his head and mocking our insignificance!"

"So you relied on the power of the Dark God Belair?" Paladin's smile gradually faded, and a strange idea was discovered and quickly occupied his mind. After hearing Paladin's words, Northam, who was already a little out of control, immediately shouted with red eyes: "No! The so-called gods are all bastards! Enos is like this, and Belair is no exception! But compared to Yi who fooled me, North, Belair is more direct, you get what you pay for!"

"Huh? Then what do you want to do?" Paladin still looked down at Northam. At this time, the latter believed that he had no chance of being spared. His eyes immediately turned red, and his hoarse voice began to make an unbearable noise: "Destruction! I will continue Belair's power and destroy the corrupt Holy See! I want this already The Holy See shrouded in dark clouds, this abscess placed in the center of Olosun, is completely wiped out from the world!"

Paladin smiled slightly. This is a rare fanatic, and a fanatic whose faith has collapsed! What will happen? Dangerous and extreme. However, the identity of the dark wizard can indeed provide Paladin with value. "Perhaps, the raw materials for the Philosopher's Stone can be left to this shady Northen."

With this thought in mind, Paladin nodded slightly and suddenly let go of Noson's hand on his neck, completely ignoring the strangeness in Noson's eyes. The golden elements surrounding his body immediately surged crazily, turning into a glove beating with golden arcs, attached to Paladin. on the right hand. "What is this! Lost magic? No, no! There is no spell, no fluctuation of the four elements, it is not magic at all! Divine power? Impossible! Divine power without chanting, no god would be so generous! What kind of power do you have! "

Suddenly he saw the elements in Paladin's hand that were constantly changing shapes and postures. Noson was instantly shocked! The whole person jumped up and murmured in disbelief. Paladin raised his hand proudly, and the miraculous changes in his hand disappeared instantly, and his bewitching voice came out: "This does not belong to any magic or divine power. I call it the power against God. No. Sen, are you interested?"

Northam, who was still shocked just now, quickly calmed down. After he seemed to realize that he was not in danger, he asked calmly: "You kid, what do you want to do?" "Me? No matter what, you can use my power, and I also want to use your identity. Also, call me Father Paladin!" In silence, Northen lowered his head and fell silent. Obviously hesitating about something. And Paladin's smiling eyes became colder and colder. If the old man didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't mind killing a useful chess piece.

Finally, just when Paladin was about to lose his patience, Northam sighed deeply, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation. "I have never seen this boy's power before, and I may not be able to say it will really work! If I cooperate fully, there may be a glimmer of hope to eradicate the Holy See!" Thinking like this, Noson raised his head and said with great enthusiasm: "Paladin Father!" The only response was Paladin's profound and strange smile.