Lord of Glory

The next day, Paladin, as the newly arrived priest, was sitting in the confessional, listening to the neighbors talk about and confess their sins. Paladin, who thought it was new at first, became completely irritable after listening to the confessions of seven people. The sins mentioned by these common people are nothing more than trivial matters such as stealing the neighbor's eggs yesterday, or being jealous because of the beauty of a friend's wife. After seeing the eighth peasant coming in to confess, Paladin covered his nose and began to wonder if his decision to pretend to be a priest was wrong.

Paladin, who was wearing a brand-new black priest robe and covering his nose with his sleeves, suddenly felt eager to return to the back hall. Because after Nosun agreed to cooperate and became a temporary companion. Northam told him that the church had a basement, which was a storage room for wine barrels and dry food. Paladin, who was in desperate need of a secluded location, was naturally delighted.

Paladin in particular realized a major key. If he wants to stand out, have a good life and a lofty status, the most basic prerequisite is that he must have power! And Paladin, who had just tasted the sweetness of driving power, was naturally eager to refine more Philosopher's Stones to enhance his power.

So Paladin, whose mind was filled with desire, asked Northam to capture some farmers in the town tomorrow night, preferably those who are not liked by others and are not likeable gangsters! This way, even if he goes missing, not many people will notice him. After all, Paladin is too young, and it is extremely dangerous for him to win over a fallen priest in his self-righteousness.

That Northam could have left and never come back. Paladin can do nothing to the other party. But fortunately, Paladin's luck is still good. Because when he had a difficult day, night fell. When Paladin hurriedly returned to the back hall, he happened to see Northam in a state of embarrassment, leaning against the wall and gasping for air.

Paladin didn't care about Northam's life or death at all. He lowered his head and immediately saw four sacks of different sizes lying on the ground. Then it was not very obvious, but in the dim light, Paladin could make out two old men and two children. They all have dirty hair and oily faces. The obvious ones are the people begging along the street. Paladin nodded with satisfaction, looked at the empty intersection on the street and said, "Good job. Has anyone noticed you?"

Nosun shook his head tiredly, took out the water bottle from his pocket, and started drinking. "Stop drinking, and carry them into the basement together. There will be potential danger for a moment longer here." After that, he picked up one of the children and walked into the church. Northam looked at Paladin's back hesitantly. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it out. He had to grab one of them and follow the footsteps.

Snapped! As the floor door of the basement opened, Paladin and Noson walked in carrying four unconscious people. Throwing a few people to the ground casually, Northen immediately lit the torch next to the wall. The very dark basement gradually became brighter. Paladin glanced around, and it was just as Northen said. The basement was quite large. In addition to a few barrels of fruit wine, it was just dry food and wheat piled up in sacks. There is still a lot of space that has not been used up.

Paladin nodded with great satisfaction, and suddenly waved his hand: "Go out, remember to lock the door." After hearing this, Noson paused, and finally seemed to be unable to help asking: "Paladin, you want them." It's Father Paladin!" Before Northam could finish his words, Paladin immediately turned his head, stared at Northam sinisterly, and corrected him on the inappropriate title.

"Father Paladin." Northam lowered his head and said slowly after careful consideration: "What do you want to do by locking up these people? Now that you are cooperating, tell me what you want to do." When the time comes, I will tell you later.”

The obviously perfunctory tone did not satisfy Noson. Instead, he asked angrily: "What on earth do you want to do! You shouldn't know, you are going to sacrifice them alive! Are they dedicated to some evil god!" Paladin raised his eyebrows. , although this is not the case, it is not far off.

Paladin suddenly became gloomy, his eyes full of viciousness and cruelty: "You don't have to worry about my affairs. And what do the lives of these rubbish have to do with you? You don't want to tell me, a fallen person of faith, A dark wizard who kills innocent people indiscriminately cares about the lives of a few rubbish!"

Perhaps these words offended Noson's bottom line. His face immediately turned red, and he shouted angrily: "Trash? This is a living, human life! I know you are a noble, aloof, and usually claim to be of noble blood, and look down on these slave-like low people. But I Let me tell you, Paladin! Even in poverty, they are still human beings, breathing, grieving, and being heartbroken! They are all living people just like you and me!"

Unexpectedly, Northam's self-righteous yelling hit Paladin's seven inches. Suddenly, the pupils of Paladin's eyes contracted violently, and scenes of twenty years of misery and humiliation in the Free Masons' Union were vividly displayed on the page. Flashing before my eyes like a fleeting sight. In his heart, a voice asked Paladin: "You are just like them, you are as lowly and down-and-out as them. You are no different from them."

"No!" Paladin suddenly yelled, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, looking at the still angry Northen viciously and ferociously. He murmured to himself: "It's different, I'm different! I'm totally different from these rubbish! Who do they think they are? Begging on the street and missing a meal. They obviously have hands and feet, but they don't know how to support themselves. Only Understand how to accept charity! How much have I paid? Killing, running away, eating grass roots, hiding in bear dens. I abandoned morality, because morality will only push me into a poor and lowly life! Now I am a noble, a person who is better than a commoner. High noble: Paladin, Flamel!"

Paladin's brows sank as he thought about this, and he heard a snap, and suddenly slapped Northen with a loud slap. Paladin looked at the latter's stunned and disbelieving eyes, cracked a sinister smile and sarcastically said: "I think you are going back to life as you live, old man. As a dark wizard, he studies taboo dark magic and necromancy magic, and is cruel. What kind of life did the executioner and butcher say to me? Hahahahaha! Get out of here!"

Northam was yelled in front of a junior, and his face was already purple with anger. With wide eyes, he pointed at Paladin angrily and warned: "You'd better remember your promise and subvert this Holy See." After saying that, he waved his sleeves, went up the stairs with a slap, and threw the door.

In the basement that suddenly darkened, Paladin looked at the door in front of him with a sinister smile, took out the quill from his sleeve, and smiled viciously: "Don't worry, Northam. Once I drain your value, I will definitely treat you like a loser." Throw it away like a rag.”