Paladin

The two continued to walk inward side by side, and Hewitt whispered: "The Lich incident in Emden has finally attracted attention. They may want to award you some medals."

"Forget it, those things are useless." Evan said hastily.

Hewitt said: "After all, you have more important things. Evan, when are you going to leave for the holy capital Corunna?"

Evan hesitated for a while, and said: "I don't know yet. Maybe I have to wait for the bishop here to confirm my identity before visiting the holy capital. After all, I don't know anything about that city... I still want to search there to clues about my comrades in arms."

Hewitt pondered: "If you want to read the classics, you should go to the Dawn Prayer Cathedral in Corunna. If you get the instructions, you can borrow them from the library there, but I guess there are too many classics. But come here, it is best to get the help of the clerk or historian of the Holy See."

"It's not too late to mention these things in Corunna. After all, I still don't know how Corunna... will define my identity." Evan smiled bitterly. What the hell happened..."

"There was a major change about 1 years ago, and even the ancient books of the Holy See have not survived much, so I... have no way to determine how long you have been asleep." Hewitt said, "But since all of you Canonized as a saint, the Holy See should not publicly announce that your identity is invalid, and now you only need to verify your identity. If they recognize your status, of course they will send someone to pick you up to the holy capital of Corunna; if they don’t recognize it..."

"It doesn't matter, Hewitt." Evan whispered, "Status and fame are things that are easy to earn, as long as I have enough strength to match them. I need the ancient books and materials of the Holy See, and I always have a way achievable."

Xiu Yi nodded: "That's right."

After a while, Hewitt suddenly said again: "If... I mean, if the Holy See doesn't have what you want, but the Thorium Council does. You will leave the holy capital Corunna and return to East Bierrence with me. ?"

Evan thought about it in surprise, and nodded with a smile: "Yes. I will follow you there then, I just hope that I won't be beaten to death when I stand among a group of mages."

There was a smile in Hewitt's eyes: "At that time, I will announce that you are the paladin slave I captured, so you don't have to worry about being besieged."

Evan: "..."

The paladin imagined the scene for a while, and couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile, "Okay, master, can I kiss you?"

Hewitt turned around and said in his usual venomous tone: "No, my slave, you are a paladin, so you should be more reserved."

Finally, Evan couldn't hold back his laughter, and saw the playfulness flashing in his light purple eyes again, so he smiled and hooked his fingers.

Hewitt leaned over and touched his lips lightly.

They hid deep in the alley, and Evan whispered: "When should we say goodbye?"

"I don't know." Hewitt replied flatly, "It's like I don't know when we will see each other again."

Evan nodded and smiled: "I like this answer."

……

At the same moment, Sethis was wrapping his robe tightly and walking in the mission area.

——No, I have to solve this problem... This wound will not heal at all...

He was short of breath, covering his abdomen with one hand, and then thought: My magic is effective for it, but it can barely contain its spread. What is this liquid? ...The plague developed by the Lich, or the corpse poison?

Evan had performed divine spells several times to heal him, but the weird liquid only lurked deeper, but it had never been completely eliminated.Cecis was unwilling and afraid to let others know about the wound.

He had always had this fear in the back of his mind, knowing someone would point to him and say, "Look, here's the son of Cardinal Lawson! His mother was a wizard! And now he's got a witch on him." Isn't this a born devil?"

Cesis gritted his teeth and endured, reluctantly walked into the Moa Cathedral that he was once very familiar with.He held his robe tightly to prevent the passers-by from seeing his face, then walked into the treatment area, and said to the therapist, "Priest...I seem to...have been poisoned, can you help me?" Do you want to use the healing technique?"

He took two silver coins and put them into the pastor's hand, but the other party looked at him for a while, and suddenly said, "You are...you are the son of that man."

Cecis took two steps back in fear, and said, "No, I—"

"Someone is looking for you," the priest whispered. "Go to the confessional at the back, monk. Someone has been waiting for you for a long time."

The priest put away the silver coins and cast a healing spell on Sethis - a warm light merged into Sethis's body.

Cesis only felt cold and scorching hot all over his body. He walked into the confession room blankly, and the door was closed immediately...

The only light source in the room was carefully blocked, and the priest who was supposed to listen to the confession quietly behind the curtain went out again, and a stranger came in instead.

The stranger threw a wooden box directly into Cesis's hands, and said coldly: "This is something your father left you. All his properties in Moa City are recorded in your name, and now he is dead , according to the rules, we will share two-thirds, and the rest is yours."

"...Father?" Cecis was at a loss, opened the wooden box and took a look: inside were the title deeds and contracts of several weapons, furniture and jewelry shops.

Lawson left these things to his son, although they hadn't spoken a few words for many years, and there was a faint resentment in his son's heart for the past when he was young.

But none of that mattered anymore, Lawson was dead.

The stranger said again: "Your father has never done anything to apologize to you. If there is no accident, he should transfer you back to Moa next month and directly help you to be the deacon here. You have to remember, boy , You are sorry for him.

"Oh, by the way, your father has been whispering in our ears, saying that you will be an adult in about twenty days, and I don't know what to give to make up for his debt. Boy, I wish you a happy birthday in advance, we will never Bye now."

After the stranger finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.From the beginning to the end, Cesis didn't know the face and identity of the other party.

"No, I..." Cesis was left in the dark and narrow confession room, muttering, "I did nothing wrong...at any time, anywhere, I shouldn't... let the truth be buried Rise up. I will not regret it, I did nothing wrong...justice always...should be done..."

"Evan..." Sethis called out blankly, and left the confession room gropingly.

The monk stumbled, clutching his abdominal wound, and escaped from the cathedral.He suddenly felt like a mouse that broke into a clean and white place, dirty and ugly, he staggered away from the church and fell suddenly on the steps outside the door.

The wooden box he was holding fell apart, and the precious land deeds and property inside floated all over the floor.

Outside the cathedral, people looked sideways.

"Don't worry, young man." People passing by pulled him up and said, "Don't worry, nothing will be lost."

Several strangers passing by picked up these title deeds and handed them to Sethis one by one.Among these people were unknown monks and a high-ranking bishop. They smiled at him and left again.

Someone said: "Go slowly, young man. May the light of the Father protect you."

Sethis carried the wooden box back, and nodded with tears in his eyes after a long time.

His bewildered heart suddenly calmed down.

Cesis put the wooden box in his house and left a letter to Evan.

In this letter, he told Evan: He will leave here temporarily, away from this familiar land, and also leave everyone who knows him.

His father has done many evil things, his mother has a despised identity, and he is also infected with an unspeakable disease.But he will continue to try to survive, in whatever capacity, how he is viewed or whatever other setbacks he encounters.

To this day, he has never regretted everything he has done.

He believed that there must be a place in this world where he could cleanse his body and start a simple life of a monk with a pure identity and soul.Maybe it can help some people who are in trouble with magic, just like Evan helped the people of Emden.

At that time, he will come back to meet and greet them again - with joy, with pride, with a smile without haze.

When Evan finished reading the letter, Cesis had already left for a long time.Evan also knew that he would not be able to find this stubborn young man, so he could only sigh deeply.

Hewitt followed suit for a while, and then commented lightly: "Barely considered an adult."

"The things Cesis encountered were too many and too heavy. This shouldn't be something a young man of his age thinks about." Evan sighed again, folded the letter and put it away, and then read In the bottom wooden box.

Cecis kept all the property left by Lawson and donated it to the refugees in Emden, hoping to help them start a new job and life in Moa City.

"Give these to Corbett." Evan said, "I don't know when I should leave...the same goes for you."

Hewitt held Evan's hand, as if he wanted to comfort the slightly lost paladin.After a moment, he turned his head and kissed his emerald eyes awkwardly.

Evan smiled and said: "Mr. Master, at this time, we should take the opportunity to go too far."

The corner of the paladin's mouth turned up slightly, and he suddenly pressed forward, gently pushing the mage to the wall, and then propped his hand against the wall with a thud—a solid wall thud came.

Hewitt: "..." What kind of strange posture is this?

Evan leaned over with a smile, planning to educate him on this forced kissing posture.

The door was suddenly knocked open.

Gao Shan stood at the door stupidly and shouted: "Sir! Are we leaving?"

Evan: "..."

Hewitt: "..."

There was a second of silence.

Gao Shan: "Sir, why are you squeezing him against the wall? What are you playing?"

Evan said angrily: "Close the door, how many times have I told you to remember to knock!"