Paladin

However, the wise and mighty head of the group had already made complete preparations. That night, he threw both Little Phoenix and the devil Louis out of the cellar, where it was cool to play... and then dealt with Mr. Mage who was plotting evil.

The wise mage shamelessly took advantage of his guilt and guilt, and repeatedly stated that he was weak and needed to recuperate.

But Evan was already prepared and said: "Hewitt, one person once, don't you think it's fair?"

The mage shook his head calmly and indifferently: "I want to recuperate, but you are taking advantage of someone's danger."

"You were taking advantage of others at that time." Evan then used this trick to perfectly solve Mr. Mage, "Do you want to reject this proposal? This is the fairest time... You must know that in the future, more people will not commit crimes." On the night of narcophagy, if you rely solely on our "hand-to-hand combat" force value, do you still want to hold me down?"

Hewitt: "..."

The 1-year-old head of the group sat majestically, with a smirk that didn't fit his temperament: "If you don't agree, I have no problem. At the worst, let's fight first, knock you down and beat you up." ..."

Mr. Mage, who has always been strategizing and ensuring success, was taken aback by this sudden combination of punches. He almost stared dumbfounded at the "upright and pure" paladin's deceit. He thought viciously: Who would fight to decide such a thing!This is a completely unfair duel!

After pondering for a while, Huitt said solemnly: "Evan, I know that you paladins need to be chaste. You should maintain the double purity of body and soul..." So this topic ends here, evil things It's enough for me to do it!

Evan nodded quietly and said, "I see, you like this?"

He turned away, seemingly giving up on trying to convince Hewitt.

Hewitt couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then pondered: No, I am definitely not as good as Evan in hand-to-hand combat. If he really intends to fight hard... I might as well just lie down.

Then he quickly thought of the paladin's vigorous body, flexible and powerful movements - just seeing his excited and obsessed eyes, shining with lust and love, makes people feel that everything else is... all dead!If the world wants to be destroyed, it has to wait for a certain need to be satisfied first!

——Well, so, if he is really determined, one person at a time or something...

The mage sat at the table, his slender dragon tail slowly sweeping the ground, revealing his subtle emotions of pain, grief and anger, and a little bit of excitement.

However, Evan didn't get up and leave, but retrieved his cloak from the side.

This white-and-gold cloak is majestic, majestic, and full of holiness. Evan put it on his shoulders, and when he walked over solemnly, the entire dark and cramped space was instantly reflected in a brilliant atmosphere.

Hewitt's eyes are gradually recovering, and he can see a faint glow coming towards him, which gradually becomes clearer and more concrete, and finally becomes Evan's condescending expression.

Evan stretched out his hand to pick Huitt's chin, and the mage came back to his senses and said, "You suddenly..."

Evan interrupted him, and said lightly: "Arcanist Hewitt Clayfield, you are guilty."

Hewitt's light purple pupils shrank suddenly. He had been chased and killed by countless monks and paladins of the Holy See, but he had never felt such a straightforward aura of sacredness, majesty, unstoppable and aboveboard.

"You blatantly lured the Dawn Saints to fall into your dark camp." The corners of Evan's mouth were slightly upturned, but his voice sounded like he was reading a judgment, "What excuse do you have for this?"

Hewitt narrowed his eyes slowly, and his voice became low: "I have no excuse, I plead guilty—"

"What's your crime?" Evan lowered his head and faced him face to face.

They were so close, their breaths intertwined, that a wet kiss could almost be exchanged with the slightest movement.

Hewitt snorted, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I have tried to seduce a paladin countless times, to let go of all his defenses, to find his softest weakness, and then use my greatest malice To stab him hard, to hear him scream in pain, to cry and promise me that he will drop everything and fall into our abyss...but I won't just forgive him, I will continue to torture him, Until every inch of his skin is marked with my unique brand, until he cannot leave me every day and night."

Evan took a breath, then continued to bend down, and said in Hewitt's ear: "You unforgivable villain, I have already planned your final judgment. This time I will execute it myself, your Every inch of evil territory will be taken back by me."

When he said this, Hewitt's silver dragon tail was about to move, obviously wanting to entangle it impatiently; however, the paladin grabbed it casually and said solemnly: "Now this is mine."

Evan grabbed the dragon's tail, put his lips on the small place where he had pulled out the dragon scale, and raised his eyes to look at Huitt. Then, while the mage gasped, his lips and tongue Slowly moving up along the smooth scales, it got close to the human skin.

"That's enough...Evan." The mage breathed unsteadily, "...I can't bear it anymore."

"Don't you like pure paladins?" Evan whispered, "This place belongs to me too."

Hewitt took a deep breath, retracting the dragon's tail, but the next second he had the thought of resisting and gaining dominance, he was suppressed by the well-prepared paladin.

"The light will always win." Evan chuckled.

Sure enough, the light began to slowly invade every inch of the dark territory, and the latter retreated steadily, falling into a long, turbulent, and unbearable trial, and finally said violently unbearably: "...Go up, go up!"

"No, I want to confirm that all the land I captured is pure and correct." Evan licked his lips, "This is a necessary trial, during which you will be deprived of all civil rights."

Hewitt gasped, and whispered angrily: "No matter how impure it is, it will explode!"

"...Patience is an essential virtue for a knight, and it is good for everyone." Evan replied honestly.

The trial seemed like years to someone, it felt almost centuries long before it reached the final stage of execution.

The evil Mr. Mage is really about to be played to death.

……

They wasted another day.

When the little phoenix finally had enough of playing and flew back with the devil Louis in its mouth, the two masters finally began to rest and recuperate in a serious manner.

Fortunately, neither of them has the physique of an ordinary human being. Although they will feel a little... weak after playing wildly for a few days, it is harmless.Hewitt's eyes gradually returned to the human form, while the dragon's tail remained unchanged, but according to him, retracting the tail is a matter of an instant, so there is no need to worry too much.

They had nothing to do in the snow. For about ten days, apart from playing with birds and walking balloons, they just chatted, played with their lovers, and were played by their lovers.

Hewitt is very used to listening to Evan explain the habits of the phoenix from an academic point of view. He even wrote three notebooks introducing the phoenix in just a few days. research.

In addition, there have always been legends that the tears of the phoenix can heal all wounds, which was confirmed by Evan: "This is true. Xiao Ao's tears can heal trauma, diseases and some curses, but this depends on it It changes according to its age and the amount of tears. When its oldest was about [-] years old, a drop of tears can just bring a mortal back to life; now it’s like this, just treat tooth extraction bleeding or something..."

Your Excellency the Great Arcanist's research spirit is endless. After he got the two tears of Little Phoenix, he was even more happy at home. It is said that the closed, quiet and warm atmosphere here greatly stimulated his inspiration.

For this reason, Evan was very dumbfounded. When he was free, he watched the mages to conduct research, and studied some gadgets invented by modern arcanists-the arcanists of this era did not get the powerful spells of ancient times. Inheritance, because of the weak magic power, pays more attention to the development of a series of auxiliary industries such as alchemy, industry, enchanting, and invention.

In Hewitt's mystery pocket, Evan found the leaf of the Drizzt tree, and tried to blow it a couple of times—his skill is really not that good, but he learned it very quickly.

Hewitt will give some pointers, but most of them are perfunctory. When Evan doesn't understand why, he will come over and use his tongue to teach Evan how to roll his tongue; although this kind of teaching will cause trouble every time. Great consequences, but what makes Evan such a gentle paladin who can tolerate all kinds of little "willfulness" that are not too evil or very evil?

Evan quickly learned the entire Song of Drizzt from the mage.

This period of seclusion didn't last long. In less than half a month, Hewitt quickly recuperated from his injuries and regained his human appearance.

On the surface, except for the very rare light purple eyes, there is nothing special about him; although Evan sometimes hates his dragon tail, when it suddenly disappears, he still has some do not adapt.

They have no reason to continue to live in seclusion here. Evan will soon be riding a phoenix to leap over the mountains covered by falling snow. After arriving at the holy capital of Corunna, he will continue to complete the goal that was forced to stop before: searching for 1 people. News from comrades-in-arms from years ago.

Within thousands of kilometers of Corunna is the Great Enchantment of Dawn, and Hewitt cannot venture into this area, so they should part for a short time.

"Evan, take Louis." Hewitt decided unexpectedly, "It can provide some magic power, which is enough to last for about two months. And I can communicate with you through it when necessary. "

Evan pondered: "Without the demon spirit, will you have any trouble? And it is a magical creature, if you take it directly to the holy capital..."

"I will lose a trouble." Hewitt analyzed, "and you will be fine if you take it now, because the phoenix is ​​also a magical creature, but it still has an aura of ancient deeds; with this relationship, you As the Saint of Dawn, it won’t be a problem to bring one more ‘ancient’ pet. And Louis is a protoss, born to be able to survive in various environments, so you don’t have to worry about the Holy Light harming him.”

Evan decided to take Louis with him, and finally convinced him with the following reason: at least the demon can be used for communication.