Paladin

The druid changed into a goshawk to warn Evan, and quickly escaped from the knight team.

The paladins traveled long distances, starting from the city of Moa in the province of Sabillon, and going to the holy capital Corunna would need to cross half of the eastern part of the Kasa Empire.Their mounts are highland horses that have been trained by the Holy See for many years. They are strong and durable. Even so, it will take at least two months to reach their destination.

More than a month later, they finally left the boundaries of Sabillon Province, crossed the largest river in the Eastern Plains, and arrived at the only way to the holy capital Corunna - the White Gate Barrier.

The fortress was built in the valley, and a giant white iron gate more than 20 meters high blocked the main road to Corunna.As the first line of defense in the holy city of Corunna, the White Gate Fortress is heavily guarded. It has resisted and repelled incoming enemies several times in history—including orcs, undead waves, and even giant dragons.

The white door is now left behind and appears to have been closed for several days.The camps set up by merchants and other teams outside the barrier are already bustling, and it seems that they have been waiting for a long time for the door to open.

Every day of delay, the caravan will lose hundreds of gold coins; tens of thousands of wealth will be evaporated on this golden route of economic trade.

Evan and his party were also stopped. Hugo showed his identity, but the guard said: "Sorry, Your Excellency Inspector General! This is an order from Corunna. We will close the white door until the order to switch is issued. "

Evan came out more and more, and asked: "What is the reason for closing the door?"

"We don't know, Your Excellency." The guard looked at Evan for a moment, knowing that he had an extraordinary status, and said politely, "But this is an order from the Pope, and I am afraid that the White Gate will not be opened in a short time. "

Hugo asked: "Are other places also closed, or is it only the white gate?"

"I'm sorry, but the Holy City has been completely closed recently." The guard replied, "You go to the Holy City from anywhere, including the road of piety, which has also been blocked. You'd better go back now and wait for the news of the unblocking before coming back. "

Hugo took a deep breath and murmured, "I'm afraid something serious happened..."

I'm afraid this is what Delevingne is talking about... Evan thought to himself.

The Knights Templar is the most elite force in the Holy See, bar none.

If even the members of the Knights Templar cannot request the white door to be opened and let them return to the main court, then this incident may be beyond imagination.

That night they temporarily camped outside the white gate barrier, and the people waiting here formed a small settlement, and the bonfire at night illuminated a corner of the majestic white gate.

Evan talked with Hugo late at night, thinking that they could wait here for the news of the update; or wait for the guards to send the news of their waiting here back to the Holy Capital, so as to temporarily open the white door for them to rush back.

That night, the sky was pitch black, not a single star was visible, and Evan had a very rare dream after falling asleep.

He dreamed that in the first month of summer, the sky began to snow heavily, and the frost and snow covered the white gate that had stood for thousands of years—the giant gate was reflected in the cold leaden gray by the moonlight. The heavy snow also blows the mountains here into white.

The holy city of Corunna, which he had never been to, clearly appeared in his dream. It was a splendid city intertwined with white and gold. Knights of the Templars rode their horses through the city gate, wearing white cloaks. One swept up on the horse's back - like a series of snow-white phantoms.

Then the scene changed without warning to the scene of the dam breaking. The Agate River set off a torrential flood, pouring straight into the fertile plain in the hinterland of the empire, washing away the crops, farms and all traces of human construction, and the flood carried everything The land continued to sweep; the sky was full of snow and snow, and there was another red light on the northernmost horizon.

Then a loud cry broke the silent dream, and Evan clearly distinguished: This is the cry of a phoenix.

The pictures were fragmented, and finally a druid with long green hair stood in front of him.

The druid knelt down on one knee, bowed to him, and said in a distant voice: "Light of the stars, the watcher of the dawn... I am honored to see you here and now."

Evan stretched out his hand to him and motioned him to stand up: "You are a member of the Guardian of Nature. Your association still exists after 1 years. I wonder if the Emerald Green Forest is still safe?"

"The green forest is still safe, and the moon god protects us." The druid stood up slowly, "I got guidance half a month ago, Lord Paladin, a storm is brewing in the northern province of Nestor..."

"I've got news from Draven," Evan said.

"He is my brother. I let him contact you in advance and brought back your breath, so that I can meet you in the dream. Your Excellency Paladin, my name is Deville." The druid spoke slowly and Long and long, it seems that most of the elders will make statements in such a tone, "Now this storm is almost unstoppable, and the guardians of nature have tried their best! We implore your help! Your Excellency Paladin, Corunna's turmoil is not enough Hang on, Nestor's storm of snow and fire is imminent!"

"Speak more clearly." Evan said in a deep voice.

However, at this moment, turmoil occurred in the dream, and Evan's vision began to blur.

The druid said anxiously: "North! Your Excellency, in the depths of the Nestor Mountains, passing through the throat of the dragon, the snow wind is gathering..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and Evan woke up suddenly from his dream, and took a deep breath.

Hugo stood beside his bed, and when he saw him wake up, he said in a deep voice, "Are you all right, Evan? I received a report that there is a smell of witchcraft here. Did someone sneak up on you in your dream?"

"No...it's nothing, it's just an ordinary dream." Evan stroked his forehead with one hand and said with some headaches, "I'm fine, Colin."

At this time, the night was dark, and Hugo was probably on vigil.

Evan got up and put on his coat, walked out of the camp and looked towards the vast night sky in the north. There seemed to be a faint red light there.

Sitting next to him, Hugo couldn't help but glanced at the sky with Evan, and then heard Evan say: "I have to go to Nestor Province. Colin, I'm sorry, some things are very urgent."

Hugo was surprised: "Are you going to leave now?"

Evan nodded, walked not far away, untied the reins of his horse, and then said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up if I delay for a while. I will travel day and night to the north. You...you wait here, If the matter is resolved, I will go to the Holy Capital by the north road."

After pondering for a moment, Hugo said: "I'll go with you, Evan, the task I received is to escort you all the way."

Evan thought for a moment, then looked to the north again. Through the dark night, he seemed to see the thousands of miles of frost and snow in his dream again.Who is Phoenix fighting with?After being entangled for so long, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Evan said: "Okay, call all the paladins and leave the others here. We will reach Nestor Province within 20 days, and we must maintain our combat effectiveness. ... By the way, call the mountain, He's a Highlander, and might know it."

On a starless night, the cavaliers set off again.

This time they embarked on the road of frozen soil, bypassed a plateau from the northeast, and arrived at the place where the prophecy of Nestor Province was located, the White Dragon Valley, on the night of No. 18.

Nestor is located on a plateau, and is blown by the cold wind of the extreme north, and it snows all year round, even in summer—it should be said that there are no four seasons at all.The plateau horses returned to their hometown, and the journey was faster than before. It was night, and twenty or so knights entered the valley along the trail.

The wind and snow that day was not too heavy in Nestor Province, but it was still extremely cold and threatening.Evan and his party almost broke open the door of the hotel, and everyone rushed in, immediately attracting the attention of several tables of passengers.

These people were all wrapped in extremely thick fur coats, even in the hotel. In fact, although all the houses were built with thick walls, they still couldn't stop the cold wind, and the indoor temperature was only slightly higher than the outdoor temperature. It's only about ten degrees higher.

The paladins were all cloaked and seated silently at the table, and their good discipline made the travelers whisper; the only exception was the highlander Takayama, who was also born in Nestor, and now returned to his hometown, looking left and right. , seems to want to find a place I know.

Evan heard keenly that there was speculation that they were an elite army, and that the mountains were their guides.

This speculation is far from the truth, as the Knights Templar is one of the legions with the highest combat effectiveness on the mainland.

Evan asked for a lot of hot water, as well as some food - when the meat was served, it was already frozen into a brick of ice, and the fish was simply untreated, which itself could be eaten outdoors in Nestor. Well preserved, the people here are used to eating a whole fish with only the evisceration raw.

Then Evan went to the next table and sat down. Under the scrutiny of the passengers, he put a few silver coins on the table and said in a low voice: "I want to know who knows where the 'Dragon's Throat' is, Can someone take us there, these are deposits."

The two travelers looked at each other, and one of them suddenly whispered, "Pure blood elves?...high elves?!"

Evan's identity had never been revealed so easily before, and he looked across in surprise.

The other party slightly opened the hood, revealing a young and handsome face, and let Evan see a pair of similar elf long ears. He lowered his voice and said in the common language of the elves: "I didn't expect to meet the elves in the White Dragon Valley." .Hi, stranger, I am from the dense forest, I am a wood elf, you can call me 'White Sparrow', I am sorry that I cannot disclose my name here, because I am also investigating the Snow Wind Sect here... "

The common language of the elves has changed quite a lot of grammar over the years. After Evan could barely understand it, he could only ask in the ancient high elvish language: "What happened here?"