Lord of Glory

Barely pulling himself together, Paladin, who said that he was physically ill, said goodbye to Andrew and Kanarawa and left first. In the restaurant where Andrew and Kanarawa were left. Kanarawa ate fresh tomatoes and said with a pun : "The tomatoes are fresh, the aroma is very good, but I do not want to taste them."

Hearing this, Andrew was silent and did not say a word. Instead, Kanarawa put down the tomatoes, looked at Andrew and smiled: "Does His Eminence the Bishop like tomatoes? Maybe you do, or maybe you just like the fresh aroma, right? Bananas, apples, strawberries, grapes. It doesn't have to be tomatoes." Andrew grunted lightly, he naturally knew what Kanarawa meant. This guy does not like Paladin, and is still questioning him so many people are bad, but choose this guy?

Andrew very leisurely bit down a piece of golden bread, swallowed it into his stomach and said very satisfied: "No matter how bad the tomato taste. His fragrance is my favorite. Dean Kanarawa, don't you also run to this clear fragrance?" "But wait until the fragrance has dissipated." "Naturally throw him away." The two guys asked one question and answered the other. Secretly discussing how to use Paladin. Secretly discussing how to use Paladin. After all, the two of them smiled at the same time, everything was kept silent.

Paladin, who almost ran back to Nurba on his horseback, opened the wooden door of the church and walked in. It was dead of night, and it was midnight again. As soon as Paladin entered the room, he slumped on the chair, feeling the incomparably peaceful moment, but his exhausted mind experienced a rare peace at this moment. Paladin just sat on the armchair, staring blankly at a certain place on the bookshelf in front of him. With his eyes unfocused, he looked more like a dead man at this moment.

"Hey.... Can't sleep, no sleep at all." Paladin suddenly sighed. An invisible sense of loss surrounded Paladin. It has been more than a month, Paladin has not slept in this for more than a month. Not only did he not get tired, but became more and more energetic. And now, surprisingly, he can't even eat the food anymore!

Paladin raised his right hand slightly, removed the glove, looked at the crystallized place on the palm and wrist, and fell into deep thought. Loneliness, this is Paladin's most intuitive feeling at this time. There is no one who understands him, no one who supports him, and no one who has suffered the same as him. Although he is in the bustling human world. But he is like the grease on the surface of the water, which can never intersect with the water. Even the people who come and go on a daily basis are all guys who are on guard against each other and take advantage of each other. He even felt that he was rejected and isolated from the whole world.

Suddenly, Paladin had a moment of clarity. He had been struggling for a better life, plundering by any means. But three months have passed, although he has become a priest, but also as the auxiliary bishop of the diocese, as well as the three town's teaching authority. But what is under this magnificent veneer? No matter poor or noble, as long as the creature can enjoy the enjoyment of sleep, and the satisfaction brought by food. Paladin can no longer be able to experience that. If things go on like this, Paladin will lose more, much more! Was this really what he, Paladin, wanted?

"No!" Paladin's eyes suddenly glazed over as he stubbornly muttered, "This is what I want. This power brings me everything I've ever dreamed of! Status, respect, glory and gold! Everything in the world can be traded. Everything is equal! How much I gain, how much I have to lose. Isn't that what I've come to realize? O Paladin! What are you regretting now? What are you confused about?"

Paladin, who was talking to himself, muttered to himself as if trying to convince himself. But he selectively ignored a fact. A fact he didn't want to face. Today's Paladin is inseparable from this power. It's not so much that Paladin is powerful because he gains power. It's better to say that the power is strengthened by Paladin's obsession and desire. It's like a rough mountain road. Which can lead to the top of the dream.

Many people dare not set foot on the intersection, but more people are looking for this mountain road. Paladin walked up with the determination to go and never return. He is determined. But after walking for a while, the distant high mountains and endless forests on the original ground could not be seen. His faith began to crumble. Doubt, confusion, and fear began to dominate his thoughts. Just regretting not being in time, when he wanted to turn back, he was horrified to see that the mountain road back had all disappeared at some point. Behind the feet is the abyss, the only way is to go up, keep going up!

Paladin shook his head slightly, and shook off all the messy thoughts in his head. Strength is what you need. Because power can harvest everything you want. Paladin convinced himself and was about to stand up and go to the table and spend the rest of the evening reading through the alchemy books again. The door of the church was suddenly knocked loudly: "Ta-da. Da-da-da-da. Ta-da."

Paladin was taken aback. This is the secret code given by the mercenary captain Harvey! In other words, this guy who is doing robbery everywhere and secretly contacting other armor manufacturers is finally back?

Paladin immediately put on his robe and hurried downstairs to open the door. He saw a blood-stained armor head-on, and Harvey, who was stroking his long beard and smiling happily, looked at himself. "It's rare, much faster than I expected." Paladin looked Harvey up and down, and then looked at the hundreds of heavily armored soldiers in plate armor behind him, and the unconscious prisoners piled up like a heap of garbage that were stacking up in the five wagons that accompanied them.

But when Paladin was roughly estimating how many people were here, Harvey let out a low laugh, stepped forward and hugged Paladin, and the newly added scar on his face immediately turned red. "My priest, let me tell you, this journey has exhausted me, you have to know..." Before Harvey finished speaking, Paladin waved his hand impatiently to stop Harvey's long speech. He showed his cards and said, "Give me twenty, and you can take the sixty gold coins."

Harvey was taken aback, and immediately waved to the soldiers behind him dully. Immediately, dozens of soldiers immediately lifted twenty unconscious men and women who had been stripped naked and walked into the church of the Paladin with light hands and feet.

Paladin looked at these soldiers, apparently some of the body armors were broken, and even a soldier's chest armor there was not wiped clean of blood stains. Apparently Harvey's gang had been through many brutal battles. But Paladin could not imagine what war was like. Although he had read books and listened to the veterans.

But not having been in battle, he simply did not understand the horror of the meat grinder that was the battlefield. Nor did he have much goodwill for these mercenaries who only knew how to hack and slash. When these soldiers put down the unconscious prisoners and went out in turn. Harvey was about to touch Paladin. But Paladin threw a bag of gold coins with a straight face. Roughly, there are a hundred pieces! Forty extra gold coins!

"I'm sleepy and I need to sleep. Captain, do what you want. I'll reward your subordinates with the rest of the money." "Ahaha, what a shame!" Captain Harvey's eyes glowed, while talking and stuffed into the coat armor. He was about to climb further with Paladin. Paladin, however, said irritably, "Captain, I have a lot of things to do tomorrow. I hope you won't bother me." "I was seeing if there was anything I could do to help." "No, thanks." Paladin said a hand to close the door, and then cuffed the iron lock. Harvey stood in front of the door with a speechless face.