holy flame

Originally, he hoped to get the answer to the question from Wells, but it turned out that Samuel now felt that he had never been so confused in his two lifetimes combined.Frowning and staggering back to the room, he ran into Goyle again. Samuel remembered that this big man was one of the representatives of another way of life for the paladins. Maybe he could find the answer from that side of him.

"Gol, may I bother you?"

"Is there anything to disturb or not?" Gore touched the back of his head and smiled boldly, "What's the matter, tell me!"

Samuel did not invite Gore to his dormitory, because he thought it was best not to do this in front of Julian, so Gore simply took Julian to his home.

"You ask me why I'm single?" Goyle took a sip of ale and pursed his lips, "You're better than me."

"Huh?" Gore's sudden compliment made Samuel baffled.

"When I became a paladin, although I was not as young as you, I was not too old. I was only in my early 30s. At that time, my wife was still alive and we were very happy. But I didn't think about life and death at that time. Although I originally I know I'm stupid, but that was the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life. Because it wasn't until her face was wrinkled, and her beautiful red hair started to turn white, that I realized we were completely together. Different. I wish your love a death in battle, Samuel."

Goyle raised his glass. The blessing he said sounded more like a curse, but it was a blessing!

"Watching him or her die in your arms, while you are still young and full of vitality... It's okay if you have changed your mind during his aging process, but if you still love him, the pain is enough to make the most mentally ill A determined fighter falls into madness. When I first joined, to be honest, I looked down on those flirtatious guys. But after I have also experienced those things, I admire them instead. Because at least those guys still dare to love, but I... only Dare to go to prostitutes to solve their needs, and sometimes even bother their left and right hands."

Gower is a good drinker, but he was drunk after only one glass of ale this day, and he was very drunk...

Hearing the sound of Samuel's return, Julian rushed out of the door anxiously, but when he saw Samuel, he didn't know what to say or what to do.

"Paladin is really not a good job." Samuel looked at him and said.

"In your case, so it is," Julian replied, trying to use his usual tone.

"Emotions are also a difficult issue to understand." Samuel approached Julian, "Actually, I don't know what to do now, I am very confused."

"It's okay, everything will be fine." Julian hugged Samuel gently and patted his back.

"If I wasn't a paladin, maybe we are going on adventures now, and one day we will get married. There is no war, no death, and no... these messy emotional problems." Samuel's voice was very dry, but what he revealed was Anger and hatred.

Julian smiled bitterly: "It's all fate, Samuel."

"Fate?" Samuel closed his eyes, hugged Julian's arm but suddenly exerted force, so hard that Julian almost moaned, "I hate fate, I should have hated it in my previous life! I hate it even more now!"

Since that day, Samuel has changed a lot.In the past, he always had a straight face, with a kind of coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away, but it gave people the feeling that he was just difficult to get along with.But now, it is still that ruthless and delicate face, but it feels dangerous!Like a sword without a scabbard, its sharpness is compelling.

The paladins lived in Garp Fortress for a year. During this year, there were almost three days of small battles and five days of one war. Even the paladins began to suffer casualties, although there were also stationed in the rear during this year. Reinforcements are simply a drop in the bucket.At the end of the year, almost everyone needs to go to the battlefield with injuries.And from the rear, there was also an order to retreat, because the other two fortresses had fallen three days ago and two days ago respectively.If they do not retreat, they will face the danger of being surrounded on all sides.

"They are still fighting for power when it can be said that there is no way to retreat." The night before the retreat, Hadro gathered most of the paladins, "a large number of troops gathered in the so-called 'king capital', in the name of It is supposed to protect the emperor, but in fact those who control the army have their own ulterior motives. The people are still hungry, the nobles are still singing and dancing, and the high priests are still whitewashing the peace..."

"Hadro, a paladin is the sword of the Holy God. As a sword, it cannot move by itself without being controlled by someone." Another equally veteran paladin frowned and interrupted Hadro. "And, if you want to join them, don't you also have to fight for power?"

"Swords can also be divided into mortal swords and divine swords." No one expected that Samuel, who was always taciturn, stood up at this time, "Excalibur has spirits, and you can choose your own master. If there are incompetent people who want to defile The brilliance of the Excalibur, he must be decapitated. We are not fighting for power, but self-defense resistance! I know that many of us come here to seek death, but if you just want to die, you can find him in heavy armor. Just jump into the river. The weight of the armor and the mud at the bottom of the river, even paladins cannot escape. But we are here, because death can be divided into greatness and smallness. But if you are fighting the undead for nothing How is it different from dying in Clorion's Brightshield?"

"I agree with the words of the leader and the little guy. The Holy Knights are the swords that protect the holy god Guanrong. Now that the glory is stained by the wretched, it is also our responsibility to wash away the stains with the blood of sinners!" Another paladin stood Get up, and then more people stand up!

They are all heroes, and they live a semi-reclusive life in Clorion because the situation requires it, so although they complain, they have no regrets.But when he arrived in Valenthal, facing the threat of the undead, if he continued to be useless, then the paladin would not be a paladin anymore!

Even the veteran paladin who objected at the beginning, after thinking about it, agreed to join the ranks of resistance!

Then, Lance, the commander of Karp's fortress, walked in. His numb face showed excitement and hope for the first time—back to the current capital of the human empire, Belaca, Garp's army and paladins will Will embrace this human commander for power!

The meeting ended, it was already dawn, and the paladins could only rest for two hours, and then they had to set off.But Samuel didn't choose to go back to his clean dormitory, but went to the wounded soldiers camp.Today these wounded will leave early, and Julian was seriously injured in the last battle, so he is also in the formation of the wounded battalion.

With a cool hand on his forehead, Julian, who was dizzy because of the fever, cheered up a little. He opened his eyes and smiled at Samuel, but tore his chapped lips.

Samuel frowned. Almost all the old, weak, sick and disabled in the fortress died in the previous battles, and now the priests are also in short supply. Even since three days ago, the priests have stopped healing all the wounded, because They want to preserve their physical and spiritual strength.So there are only a few surviving village women and some family members of the paladins taking care of the wounded here, but obviously these people are not enough.From the lack of timely care for family members like Julian, you can understand how short of manpower is.But there is no way.

Samuel took off his water bag, but the water in the water bag was too cold, so he poured the water into his mouth first, then lowered his head, and slowly pressed it into Julian's lips...

"anything else?"

"The more the better." Julian raised his eyebrows, his face full of longing, but whether he longed for water or lips, he didn't know.The other patients who shared the tent with Julian looked at the couple with a smile, and no one disturbed them until a soldier came in to inform that the wounded were about to be loaded and transferred.

"Julian, when you recover this time, shall we make it to the last step?"

"The last step?" Julian stretched out his hand to hold Samuel's neck, and tapped his lips, "You should have invited me a long time ago, remember to prepare a big bed covered with rose petals and hibiscus-scented sesame oil."

"And wine, roast goose, cheese and strawberries."

"Of course~" Julian squinted and smiled, "You can eat it on me then."

"I'll eat it with you."

"You devil," Cursed Julian, but all he could see on his face was anticipation and eagerness—

The author has something to say: ...my mother brought me a consecrated little Jade Buddha==I said that I have recited too much TAT recently...