Paladin

This year in the labyrinth was the third year that the Holy See army besieged the magical city of Drizzt, and this night was the second Christmas Eve they spent on the battlefield.

According to regulations and customs, the Holy See Army stopped all meetings and activities, and concentrated on resting overnight.The same is true for the Knights Templar. In addition to gathering together to eat unleavened bread at night, they also pray together, bless each other, and wear pure white sacrificial cloaks. This is the only night of the year where they can play freely.

Everyone was very relaxed that night, but when Evan was standing by the tent, someone said: "Your Excellency, Happy Advent Eve. Your Excellency Commander heard that the Knights Templar had arrived, but you did not personally Wait in the camp for the summons to come and invite you to pass."

Evan raised his eyebrows, stopped the few people behind who wanted to go with him, and followed the herald directly, while only slowly replying: "Happy Christmas Eve."

The commander-in-chief's tent is a bit more spacious, but that's all. A group of generals, staff and military advisers are now gathered in it. The atmosphere inside was still more solemn than the soldiers outside.

Evan found the position belonging to the head of the group familiarly, sat down and listened to the meeting for a while.The commander was a high-ranking templar in his fifties, and he had already sat on the position of archbishop in terms of seniority. He straight to the point asked all the generals to be ready to attack the magical capital of Drizzt tomorrow.

Someone retorted: "Your Excellency, Commander, tomorrow is Advent!"

However, the commander tried his best to reject everyone's rebuttals, and looked in Evan's direction and said, "Your Excellency Rhodes, the Knights Templar you led has arrived today, why didn't you attend the meeting in the afternoon?"

Evan was silent - obviously it was impossible for Evan to know why.

The commander looked at him with some dissatisfaction, and then said: "The specific plan will be recounted to you by my adjutant later. Now assign the task of the Knights Templar: After the city defense is breached tomorrow, Lord Rhodes, you will lead the Knights as the forward." , into Drizzt, if you encounter an enemy, you will command street fighting; if you do not encounter an enemy, clean up the outer city and wait for the follow-up troops to catch up."

Evan pondered for a moment, which made the commander even more dissatisfied, and asked implicitly reprimanded: "What doubts do you have?"

"Yes." Evan said lightly, "I don't agree with this battle plan. I don't think we should forcefully attack tomorrow on Holy Advent... Is this holy festival meaningless to you, Commander?"

"Of course it makes sense, Your Excellency Rhodes, but now is not the time to get bogged down in these rituals! Just because we have never shown any aggressiveness on Holy Advent in the past, Drizzt's heretics will be paralyzed tomorrow. This opportunity to disguise, and then break Drizzt in one fell swoop, isn't the meaning of the Father God shining on Drizzt more than simply celebrating the Holy Advent?" The commander asked rhetorically.

Several people in the camp agreed one after another, and the reason why Evan blatantly opposed this battle plan was just because he didn't want to cause disputes... But obviously he couldn't control the whole situation here.

The commander already reprimanded him for his disobedience, and said with an unspeakable malice: "Your Excellency Rhodes, although you are a grand master, both the status of the Holy Court and the reputation of the people are much higher than mine, But don't forget that this is a battlefield, and I am the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force appointed by the Pope himself! You come here to be under my command, and the Knights Templar here are not the noble and independent Templars group!"

Evan stood up, this small movement made everyone in the tent tense; but he just looked around everyone, then nodded and said: "I understand, Your Excellency Commander. Tomorrow I will 'lead' the Templars The regiment broke into Drizzt. Now, then, let me take my leave."

It is undoubtedly impolite for him to leave the stage early now, but the people who were startled just because of his mere movement suddenly realized that he is the most important person here in terms of strength, so they dared not speak out and acquiesced to him left.

Evan glanced inside again before leaving the tent, only to feel that these pure white figures sitting in the pure white background seemed to be greedily looking at him... looking at Isaac Rhodes.

The scene of the study of the last Grand Master suddenly appeared in front of Evan. It was after this battle that Isaac Rhodes chose to self-destruct.

Outside the camp is still very lively, every person who sincerely thanked for Christmas Eve will bow to Evan and give blessings when they pass by.

Evan walked forward, walked to the edge of the camp and looked back, and saw that the camp of the Holy See Army was almost endless. According to his experience, there were at least hundreds of thousands of troops to reach this point; In the direction of Sturt, the side of the mages is still calm. The mages have never shown up on their own initiative, and the golems on the city wall are responsible for constant patrols and defenses day and night.

The Holy See army was ten times larger than mages, and the commander had besieged Drizzt for nearly three years according to common sense in the art of war, and now he suddenly mobilized a large number of troops, including the Knights Templar, just to catch them off guard on Advent.

According to the development of history, this Christmas Eve is not safe, and the mage will suddenly launch a sneak attack...

While Evan was thinking this way, he suddenly heard the sound of arrows being shot in the wind. Just hearing this sound, he raised his hand reflexively, and a barrier of holy light stood in front of him——

The next moment, an arrow directly pierced through his barrier, and then shot towards the center of his eyebrows, before disappearing in a flash.

Evan was taken aback, but there was no scar on his forehead. He turned around and saw that the arrow passed through him and hit a soldier behind him.

The soldier was stunned, clutching his injured chest, and fell weakly; around him, countless soldiers wearing the same armor and long swords charged forward bravely——

They passed by Evan's side like phantoms, and when Evan returned, the empty field in front of him had turned into a tragic battlefield.

Arrows, magic rays, shadows of swords, holy light and magic spells interspersed on this battlefield like colorful auroras. Everything was silent, like an ancient silent film that was only shown in front of Evan's eyes; The splash in the artery can reach a distance of several meters, sometimes it is just a cold flying shadow, and the human corpses will cover the ground like reeds.

Beside Evan, the shadow of a paladin he just met seemed to be under the mage's long-range magic, and the green liquid eroded him beyond recognition; Evan stretched out his hand to save him, but right in front of Evan, his face From the stunned expression corroded to only bones, he wanted to grab Evan's outstretched hand, but lost the strength to do so in the next moment.

At this time, someone patted Evan on the shoulder lightly, and Evan turned his head in a daze, and saw the paladin who died in front of him just now—he smiled and said, "Happy Christmas Eve, Your Excellency Rhodes. What are you doing here alone?"

The light and shadow of the battlefield withdrew from the field in an instant, and all scenes disappeared without a trace.Evan shook his head and replied: "It's nothing, let's go back, I have some things to order."

The paladin bowed to him with an unconcealable admiration and affection in his smile.

Seeing his intact face, Evan suddenly felt sad. He looked at the open field and the clear night sky again, and thought quietly: They all died here.There is no me in that history, only the compromise of Isaac Rhodes, only the blood of Christmas Eve, and these dead souls who have been forgotten for more than 100 years... and still cannot rest in peace.

Their deaths brought about the destruction of Drizzt. In the Holy See, they were extremely honorable after death, but in the eyes of the mages, they deserved to die, but for these soldiers whose lives came to an abrupt end...they died in peace Night, died in the night when everyone blessed them with happiness, peace and hope.

faith.

Is it the wheel that bestows precious hope on the people when the light is shattered and protects the goodness of humanity alongside the law?

History has warned people countless times: don't pin your vision of justice on the conscience of any human ruler, not even for a second.

Evan returned to the tent of the Knights Templar, he only called a few important staff members for a meeting, and said: "Tomorrow I will first enter Drizzt alone."

Before they rebutted, Evan had already said: "This is an order, no rebuttal is allowed, let me use the long-lost power, or are you going to impeach me here?"

The staff members looked at each other in blank dismay. According to the usual practice, no one has the right to impeach the Grand Commander on the battlefield. The impeachment procedure can only be started after a battle is over.

"You can rest assured that I don't intend to send myself in to become cannon fodder... or become a bargaining chip for them. Here I want to tell you what I will do." Evan stood up, with his hands on the table, Said calmly, "I'm going to activate the pardon law of about 1 years ago, tell me it hasn't been completely forgotten."

"What?! Are you sure?"

"Big head!"

The staff spoke out one after another, and Evan shook his head with a smile: "Of course I know what this means. But even if I am tried immediately after I go back, or I am directly convicted on the battlefield, I decided to do this. Now please make the last preparation for me... get my long cloak ready, tomorrow I will enter Drizzt alone."

"The Amnesty Law... Grand Master," said the head priest of this generation in a deep voice, "Do you know that this is overthrowing the policies and precepts of the Holy Court for hundreds of years? Once the Amnesty Law is activated, 'penitents holding any cross will be exonerated die', tomorrow there will be the first pagans in thousands of years who were condemned to death by the Pope but pardoned by the Knights Templar... Do you know what that means? Do you have to pardon them?"

"I know, I know everything." Evan said calmly and calmly, "To avoid war—yes."