Paladin

At this moment, outside the door of Cesis' room.

Hewitt paused, looked at Evan standing outside the door, and asked, "Did you heal him inside?"

Evan shook his head, and said blankly: "Sethis doesn't want me to see the wound. He looks much better...I don't want to force him."

"How stubborn is this brat! Can he heal his wounds by shutting the door alone?" Hewitt snorted coldly, pushed the door open and walked in without hesitation.

Evan couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't help thinking: Did you just say that you were worried that he would die from his wound...

The paladin sighed helplessly, then looked inside.

I saw that the young monk had already bandaged the wound by himself, and now a roll of bandages was wrapped around his body, while those who had been replaced were already wrapped into a ball, and it was impossible to tell whether he had bled profusely again.

Seeing the two people push the door in, Sethis looked extremely nervous, and said repeatedly: "I'm fine, I'm fine! Really!"

Evan could sense his unusual tense expression, and Hewitt also asked suspiciously: "What are you hiding? Is your wound diseased or mushrooms growing?"

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the priest and the mage, Evan hastily persuaded: "...Huitt, let me take a look."

Before he could finish his sentence, Sethis yelled in a broken voice: "Don't come near me! You evil mage!"

Evan: "..."

The scene fell silent.

After a long time, Hewitt sneered and said, "What qualifications do you have to despise the mage?"

Cesis was short of breath, and just about to say something, he heard Hewitt say again: "Your biological mother, Leliana, is also a mage, isn't she? Half of the blood flowing on your body comes from the cardinal, and half From the Elementalist."

Cesis was speechless for a long time, his eyes gradually turned red, and finally said: "Get out! Get out for me... I know that the blood on my body is extremely dirty, and I don't need you to remind me! I shouldn't have been born... …if I had chosen, I would never have come into this world in the first place!"

"If everyone could choose before birth, the number of human beings in this world would be cut in half." Hewitt said coldly, "You can use your identity as an excuse to escape, little kid."

"What the hell do you know! What the hell do you know! I... I'm a monk, how many times have I participated in the trials of heresy since I was born, I... I have sworn to eradicate all evil, but I was born from evil !” Cersei yelled, “My mother has an evil identity, and my father has an evil soul!”

"What right do you have to dislike your mother?" Hewitt raised his crutch, as if he wanted to slap Cecis in the face, but finally put it down again considering the wound on his body, "She didn't do anything wrong It’s just that if she chooses to be a mage, she has to accept such a fate? If she had had the choice, she would never have given birth to a fool like you who doesn’t distinguish between right and wrong! Don’t forget your own testimony, she has been from the beginning to the end The tail is the forced victim."

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but that's not why I went to testify..." Cesis's tone fluctuated, his eyes were reddened by the mage's words, "A mage knocked on my door and asked me to defend another mage— ——I agreed to testify in court, but I did it for the sake of justice! For the truth to be revealed to the world, for the sake of avoiding the same harm for those who come after me, for the sake of such justice, I am willing to temporarily forget your identities..."

Hewitt sneered.

"Are you enough?" Evan endured and endured, and finally interrupted their conversation, "Those who should be recuperated, those who should go out to play! It's over!"

The young monk was short of breath, and sat back on the edge of the bed, his eyes were still full of anger, but he obeyed the words of the paladin and kept silent.

And the mage put his hands back into his sleeves, his eyes were cold all the time, and he snorted softly.

Evan looked at the two with a straight face for a long time, but still couldn't help laughing and cursing: "Hewitt, he's only 17 years old, are you 17 too? Is that enough? Don't bully the wounded anymore."

Huit slightly raised his head, turned his head and walked out the door.

Evan heaved a long sigh, seeing the distraught look on Sethis's face after he calmed down, he could only comfort him: "Sethis, you have done well enough today. It's just that you shouldn't still have such and such prejudices against mages... ..."

"I'm sorry, Evan, I know..." Cecis lowered his head and whispered, "You told me that they just chose a different path from ours, that's not wrong, I should respect them of this freedom.”

Evan said angrily: "Then why have you been arguing with him for so long?"

"I...I don't know either." Sethis said guiltily, "Seeing him scolding me with a straight face, I was... very annoyed, and wanted... to choke back."

Evan: "..."

The paladin almost choked to death on his breath.

Standing in front of Sethis, he thought dumbfoundingly: Is this the period of teenage rebellion?My God...why am I caught between these two people who are always going to argue when they meet?I really... I really encountered a crime, so I don't care!Can't I just leave it alone?

Evan sighed again, thinking about going out to coax Mr. Mage, he felt a headache.

Sethis asked again in a low voice: "Evan, you really...you are really the 'Saint of Dawn', aren't you?"

Evan walked back helplessly and nodded.

"Are those legends true? You turned the tide in that catastrophe 1 years ago, and there are nine other saints... Are you on good terms?" Sethis asked in a low voice.

Evan laughed and said, "Most of them are true. If you have any questions, just ask."

"I...well, how old are you?" Sethis hesitated and finally asked.

Evan: "..."

The elf thought hard for a while, and finally said honestly: "I don't know, it's more than 1 years old, don't care about other odds."

Cecis gasped—his complete shock caused Evan to cough heavily to hide his embarrassment.

The monk asked again: "Then you and...'Twilight Saint' Muyou are good friends, right? He...he was the most powerful priest at that time, just like the legends, right?"

Seeing the adoring eyes shining in his eyes, Evan couldn't help thinking amusedly: If you really saw Mu You's... foolish look, I'm afraid your heart would be broken.

However, the paladin nodded on the surface, and then thought of something, and said: "Muyou and Scarlet... have a good relationship with the mages at that time. Cesis, there has never been any difference in camp between them. There are differences, and we have all fought side by side.”

Cesis was shocked, but felt that this seemed reasonable. It seemed that these saints 1 years ago—including Evan and Mu You—had a strong and tolerant state of mind, able to accept All maverick and unique comrades in arms.

Just thinking of this, Evan suddenly said again: "It is absolutely impossible for Muyou and Scarlet to quarrel like you and Hewitt. If you dare to quarrel in my team, I will give ten boards to each person, and at least 200 dkp will be deducted from him !"

——dkp is actually the abbreviation of Dragon Slaying Points.He and his comrades use the dkp system to measure each individual's contribution to the team and distribute loot and benefits accordingly. "Deduct your 200dkp" means almost "your half-year salary is gone!".

Cecis: "..."

The monk shrank his shoulders back. Although he didn't know what a "big board" was and what a "dkp" was, he seemed very ferocious...

……

A few minutes later, Evan came out of the room, sighed deeply, and couldn't help laughing again.

"What are you laughing at?" Hewitt said expressionlessly.

Evan followed Hewitt and walked out. The two deliberately avoided the route where they might meet outsiders, and talked casually while walking.

Evan said: "You are not someone who can get angry at will, why do you always have trouble with Cesis? After all, he is only 17 years old..."

"17 years old can already be regarded as an adult." Hewitt said lightly, "If you don't wake him up now, someone will wake him up later."

Evan laughed and said: "There is still a way that is not so cruel... Hewitt, he apologized to me, in fact, he knows that he shouldn't...prejudice against mages like this."

"I didn't deliberately quarrel with him, I just wanted to make him express his views on his mother." Hewitt stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "It should be here."

Evan followed his line of sight in a daze, only to see a woman walking out slowly at the end of this narrow alley, and Evan asked in confusion, "Huitt?"

Hewitt shook his head, took a few steps forward, and said to the woman: "Ms. Leliana, you were spotted by me the first time you visited Sethis outside the door, why continue to pretend?"

The woman at the end was wearing a very long cloak, and her whole body was wrapped in dark gray. She stopped at the entrance of the alley, and replied in a light tone: "Who are you? Are you from the Holy See, or are you from me?" Your companion? There is a paladin standing next to you, please forgive me for not being able to turn back, and I do not plan to reveal my identity to you here."

"I just want to say a few words to you, Ms. Leliana. I am a friend of your teacher Farren Mill, and I will not hurt you." Hewitt said lightly, "As for this paladin, he is also a friend. Please rest assured, he is mine."

The woman turned her head slightly after hearing the words, as if she wanted to look back, but she never showed her face.

Evan didn't notice Hewitt's words, but whispered in astonishment: "She's Leliana? Didn't she burn to death in the basement when Sethis was young... No, you said she was recently Die, what is going on here?"

"She was the one who started the incident." Hewitt said quietly, "I was initially curious why a case that had been silent for many years would reappear after such a long time. Why would the clues investigated by the Knights Templar happen to be All pointing to Leliana's house? If it is said that this is Lawson's arrangement, it is too deliberate to blame her, and he has not restrained other evidence... But if, all this originated from this lady's premeditated plan Long-awaited revenge, then it makes sense—she deliberately forged the news of her own death, so that the Thorium Council would notice this, and arranged corresponding clues, so that the Knights Templar would also notice this case .

"Also, I'm afraid Ann was able to escape from Lawson's strict supervision, and even went to court because of your help?"

The mage's voice was unhurried, and he calmly finished his speculation.

The woman standing at the entrance of the alley smiled gently, neither admitting nor denying these things, she said: "I left here after I suspended my death that year. It has been more than ten years, and I almost forgot I was once blind, slept with a bishop, was imprisoned and gave birth to a son, and almost fell into his hands... If I hadn’t come back to Moa on a whim, I’m afraid I’d never have known that this man committed suicide Lu, I have committed so many sins; I will never find such a good opportunity for revenge. Oh, the taste of revenge is so sweet..."