Paladin

There was also a banquet given by Emden's men that night.

There are no gorgeous dresses, flowery halls, rich food dinners, waiters coming and going, elegant and beautiful girls, gentlemen, bishops, and great people.

They boiled a big pot of potatoes.

With the strong flavor of mushrooms, pork and wild vegetables, the taste is unexpectedly good.In the provinces and cities by the sea, it is not easy to eat umami from the mountains.

Evan was sitting on a small stool, which was probably brought from a fishing village. Evan couldn't stretch his legs while sitting on it, and he had to squat there, drinking soup with a bowl in his hand... …they didn't have spoons and forks at all, and everyone ate Hesai with the big big bowl.

After a while, Hewitt actually came too, squatting next to Evan, and took a bowl of thick soup—he seemed a little unimpressed by the boiled stuff in the bowl, and smelled it before he sipped it. long time.

Evan finished drinking a bowl, and when he turned around, he found that Hewitt was still twitching his nose, smelling the smell of the soup.

Evan laughed and said, "Don't smell it, try it, it tastes good."

He put the bowl down and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Mr. Master kept a dull face, as if tasting some expensive red wine, carefully took a sip, then sniffed again, and said: "It's too salty."

Evan said with a smile: "Don't just drink the soup, chew the potatoes together... If you don't like it, forget it, give it to me?"

Hewitt turned around halfway and said, "Mine. If you want to drink, go ask for another bowl."

"Don't be so stingy... Sigh, I've kissed you before, and you won't even give me a sip of soup..." Evan babbled, and stopped sitting on the little stool, moving around with Hewitt, "Turn around .There are too many people now, I don’t know how long it will take to fill another bowl..."

The two of them squatted by the wall like children, chattering and chattering, you and I finished a bowl of salty soup in one gulp.

After dark, people began to dance around the campfire.

There are no rules or rules for this dance, just follow the circle and dance.They lined up in two large circles, one clockwise and the other counterclockwise, filling the space to the brim.

The two children squatting by the wall could only silently put away their long legs so as not to trip them.

After a while, someone found Evan hiding by the wall and came over with a smile to pull Evan to dance with him.

Evan waved his hands in a hurry and said, "No, no, no, I can't... you can dance, you can just dance! I really can't... ah, ah, Hewitt, help me!"

Huy took Evan's other hand and tried to pull him back, but he was dragged together and squeezed into the circle somehow.

The two of them had never experienced such a thing before, and they followed the circle in embarrassment. After a while, Hewitt found an opportunity, and the two of them turned from one end of the circle to the other without dancing at all, and immediately turned out. Go to the other corner and continue squatting.

Evan let out a long breath of fright, and said with emotion: "...the banquets are so terrible everywhere."

But at least for such a banquet, he won't deliberately shirk, and he doesn't have to laugh too much.

The bonfires and lights were fragmented, bouncing and reflecting on everyone's faces.

The two of them huddled against the wall, and Hewitt leaned over, and it seemed to outsiders that he was just straightening Evan's collar.

They kissed carefully, and they fell apart as soon as they touched each other. Evan smiled and whispered: "Don't make trouble, there are too many people here."

After parting, they looked at each other for a while.

Evan thought to himself: He loves sneaking kisses...does it feel good?

After a while, Evan imitated, leaned over to straighten Huitt's collar, and kissed back by the way.

The mage was expressionless, and imitated Evan's tone and said: "Don't make trouble. There are too many people here."

Evan: "..."

Not long after, an acquaintance came.

His Excellency Hugo, the Inspector General of the Holy City, probably came to look for Evan, and happened to meet the banquet here.He was still wearing a more formal attire, awkwardly shuttled back and forth among the crowd, and searched for a long time, but he didn't find Evan squatting by the wall.

Evan waved hurriedly: "Shh, Colin...here here."

Hugo turned his head to see him, was shocked, and stood in the wind for a while.

Evan whispered: "Don't be discovered... Do you drink soup?"

Hugo waved his hand, pointed to his mouth again, and opened his mouth to let Evan see inside: his tongue was being bandaged, and he probably couldn't speak yet, and he probably couldn't drink the salty soup either.

Evan looked at him sympathetically: "It's a pity, it's rare that we have potato, mushroom and wild vegetable soup."

Hewitt was shocked to see that after hearing the potato and mushroom wild vegetable soup, Hugo swallowed his saliva with yearning and grunted.

Is the food of the Knights Templar really bad?Or are these paladins so poor that they can't even afford wild vegetable soup... What are you doing with taxpayers' money!

After thinking for a while, Hugo also lifted up his cloak, squatted next to the wall, took out a letter and handed it to Evan.

Evan opened the letter and saw "To Your Excellency Evan Paladin" on the door. He scanned down two more lines. The whole text was an official written thank-you letter. He lost all interest and handed it to Hewitt, to Hugo: "You wrote this? Or your clerk?"

Hearing the second question, Hugo nodded vigorously, smiled hoarsely, and took out the second letter from the envelope.

Evan took it over and saw that it was crooked, and there was a line of small words, "Thank you. I'm going to leave for the holy city of Corunna tomorrow. What about you?"

Evan laughed and said, "Is this what you wrote?"

Hugo nodded again, with a smile on his face.

Evan thought for a while and said, "Will you take all the Templars back with you? I will go with you."

Hugo hummed, and looked at Hewitt with questioning eyes.

Hewitt said: "I won't go, I will go...home alone."

Hewitt casually read the first letter twice. It neither mentioned when Hugo was released from prison innocently, nor how his "homosexuality" charges were resolved.Probably because of nonsense, Hugo didn't intend to bring it up again.

The three squatted for a while, and soon another acquaintance came.

Archbishop Kyle Spencer, dressed in civilian clothes, walked over like an ordinary civilian boy. He seemed to know that a banquet was being held here, and he was very happy to be stuffed with a bowl of soup.

He weaves through the crowd, looking for Evan.

Evan and Hugo whispered at the same time: "Hush! Kyle, this side..."

Hewitt: "..."

Seeing the three of them by the wall, the young archbishop stared in astonishment for a while, then squatted over with a smile.

He squatted next to Hugo and asked curiously, "What are you doing here? Are you waiting to distribute candy? Trick or treat if you don't give candy?"

He was still holding the bowl of soup, and Hugo salivated when he saw it, and snatched it away from him...but Evan snatched it away just after he got it, and Evan just took a sip, but was snatched away by Hewitt again.

Before Kyle could react, his eyes and hands were instantly empty as soon as he blinked, and he said dumbfoundedly: "I have to drink it myself! I haven't tasted it yet..."

In the blink of an eye, the shameless paladin and mage had already divided up a bowl of soup.Evan wiped his mouth, changed the subject and said, "Kyle, are you here to find me too?"

Kyle couldn't help laughing for a while and then said: "Well, I'm here to inform you. We used magic to notify the Holy City, and the news came very quickly. Just this afternoon, the Holy City has confirmed your identity... Your Excellency Evan Paladin, His Holiness the Pope personally issued a letter, and I hope you can go to the General Court to have an interview with him. The official document is expected to be delivered to you tomorrow morning."

Evan thought for a while and said, "Just in time, I originally planned to go to the Holy Capital with Hugo, and the Knights Templar are ready to leave tomorrow."

"I will also go to the holy capital in the near future. It is time for the annual report, and we will meet in Corunna." Kyle said with a smile, "I hope that the separation for a period of time will not let us my friendship is reduced by half."

"Of course not." Evan replied with a smile.

The two of them looked at each other for a short moment, and Hewitt suddenly interrupted behind Evan: "Maybe you won't meet."

Evan: "..."

Evan privately nuds Hewitt, signaling him to hold back.

So Hewitt changed his expression expressionlessly: "Okay, goodbye!"

Evan turned his head and was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from above them.

Gao Shan said stupidly: "Sir! What are you playing here?"

Several people looked up together, only to see the face of the highlander Hei Suosuo on the wall where they were squatting.

Gao Shan leaned on the wall and looked down, stretched out his hand and counted: "One, three...no, one...uh, seven, three, one, four!...four."

Then one after another on the wall, several little boys lay down on their stomachs, all blinking, looking curiously at the four people squatting neatly by the wall and chatting.

The four lords from left to right are: Kyle Spencer, Archbishop of Sabillon, Colin Hugo, Inspector General of the Holy City of the Knights Templar, Saint of the Dawn and First Grand Master of the Knights Templar Leader Evan Paladin, member of the Thorium Council and Grand Arcanist Hewitt Clayfield.

... crouching in the corner like a row of mushrooms.

The four stood up in embarrassment, coughing and coughing, and undressing their clothes.

Evan reprimanded against the wall: "Hurry up and get down! Do you know that lying on the wall is dangerous?"

The children jumped in fright and hurriedly slid down the wall, waiting to be punished.

The four of them took the opportunity to scatter like birds and beasts. Evan dragged Hewitt and slipped away the fastest, disappearing with a whoosh.

……

The fire is bright and warm in the distance, and people are still dancing lively.

Evan and Hewitt were walking on the trail, and Hewitt said, "Are you all ready to leave tomorrow?"

Evan nodded and said with a smile: "Aren't you reluctant? Why don't you go to the holy capital with me. I can claim that you are the master slave I captured..."

Hewitt shook his head and said, "I have to go back. The matter of Gray-robed Gray, the matter of Leliana...all need to be reported to the Thorium Council."

Evan hummed and turned around.

The two stood in the middle of the night, looking at each other quietly.

Hewitt said: "After the matter is over, maybe I will go to the Holy Capital to find you."

"No, it's too dangerous for you to go there..." Evan whispered, "Don't take risks, Hewitt. When I finish my work, I will leave Santo Corunna, and we will meet again then. "

"Promise me," Hewitt said in a low voice.

Evan smiled slightly, put two fingers of his right hand together, pressed against his left chest, and said softly: "I swear to you."