Paladin

There are more than 30 dioceses in the Casa Empire, and Sabiron Province is divided into a diocese, covering more than [-] square kilometers and tens of millions of people, which is about in the middle of the diocese.As a rule, there should be three or four cardinals, a metropolitan, and several archbishops permanently stationed in the Diocese of Sebilon.

Kyle Spencer is one of the archbishops, perhaps the youngest.He meets all the beauty requirements of the nobles of this era. He is slender, fair-skinned, and has a calm and decent demeanor.

The so-called Imperial accent actually lengthens the last syllable and omits the last plosive, resulting in lengthy and incomplete sentences—this is called the "missing pearl" by the Imperial people, and it will have a special feeling when pronounced like this. beauty.

When Evan first saw and heard Kyle, he seemed to see a microcosm of the aristocratic figures in the upper class of the Casa Empire—perhaps Kyle is more suitable to be a nobleman than a highly respected archbishop.

At this moment, they were sitting face to face in the flower hall, and the tea sets were neatly placed on the white marble tabletop.

Kyle was personally preparing the black tea from the imperial capital, and said gently: "Please rest assured that no one else will disturb you here. Your Excellency Paladin, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

In this environment, anyone can not help but feel relaxed and comfortable.

Evan took off his hood, revealing his features as a blood elf; and Kyle smiled a little more, but didn't say any compliments, just looked at Evan with his comfortable blue eyes. arts.

Evan sat across from him, nodded politely, and asked, "Your Excellency, how did you know that I would come to visit?"

Kyle smiled and said: "As I said, the blooming of the iris and the return of the swallows all herald something. And last night, the shining star in the Royal Harp also told me many things. Paladin Your Excellency, you may not know how pleasantly surprised I am, because this star will soon move in the direction of Moa - and now, I see you."

What the young archbishop said was hazy, as if there was a touch of astrological thaumaturgy, but it also seemed to be a poetic coincidence, or maybe it was the guidance of the gods, which is still unknown.

Evan shook his head, stopped focusing on this matter, and said instead: "Your Excellency, I came here today, and there is actually one thing I want to confirm with you - about the guards in Emden."

As if he was ready, Kyle gently handed the moderately warm black tea to Evan, and said, "Oh, yes, I bought those guards...According to the rules, a bishop can own two horses. Tong, a scribe, several attendants...these can be recruited, hired or purchased legally."

The archbishop laughed and said in a low voice: "I'm really embarrassed to say this, but I've been a little lazy these days. Your Excellency Paladin, I haven't ordered the newly bought guards to be registered as slaves, and I haven't even branded them. It's time to hit it."

Evan looked up at Kyle, and the latter seemed to avoid his sight with some embarrassment, and continued: "Look, I have two prayer ceremonies tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, anyway, I can't take care of these for now Soldiers. Maybe I didn’t think about it when I bought it, but now if someone asks me to buy them back, a lower price is acceptable.”

Evan looked at him quietly for a while, with a smile on his lips: "Your Excellency, you bought them as slaves and subsidized them with a month's wages."

"Well, it's time to complain to the earl about the salary." Kyle said, "According to the regulations, the salary is paid on the first Sunday of each month, but I only bought them for two days, so I have to spend a lot of money." The money is gone, and this deal doesn't look like a good deal."

"...It's a bit uneconomical." Evan agreed with a smile, "especially if they will be redeemed soon."

Kyle took a sip of his own black tea, smiled with satisfaction, his eyes were slightly bent, and he seemed very comfortable.

They chatted aimlessly in the flower hall for a while, and Evan heard the chirping of swallows.

Kyle said, "Oh, she's building a nest, you know, she just came back last night, and she's busy right now."

Evan nodded.

Kyle got up to refill a cup of black tea, as if thinking of something, he said, "Your Excellency Paladin, you have just arrived in Moa City, haven't you? Well, maybe you can go to the residence of the Knights Templar, the Holy City Inspector General Hugo is leading a group of paladins and seems to be on some mission. If you can join them, Hugo will be very happy."

Evan accidentally learned the news, and thought to himself: Are the Knights Templar still around?Maybe I should actually go and at least try to sort out my current status...

Thinking of this, Evan nodded and said, "I will go, thank you for your reminder."

Kyle put down the black tea, and saw a swallow flying low under the eaves—she seemed very satisfied with the eaves of the flower hall, and planned to settle down here.

Evan's sight also stayed on it for a while, and he saw exquisite reliefs engraved on the ceiling. The Holy See in Kalando allowed the construction of sculptures, but all sculptures are mortals and cannot be regarded as gods. There is always only one righteous god. bit.The sculpture that Evan sees now is a man in a robe, holding a handful of corn in his right hand, standing in front of an iron pot.

This person's face seemed somewhat familiar, because he was not as sharp-cut as the traditional Mankasa people, but had a touch of oriental charm.

Evan looked at the relief for a long time unconsciously, and guessed vaguely in his heart: Could it be...

Kyle noticed his gaze, bowed respectfully towards the relief, and said with a smile: "Oh, this is my patron saint, 'Muyou of Mokar', and he is also one of the ten saints."

This name does not seem to conform to the Mankasa naming standards, and the archbishop was a little slow in pronouncing it.

——Mu You...

Evan looked at the relief, was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

Kyle introduced gently: "The relief is engraved with a story of a handful of rice. It is said that this saint once walked in the field. At that time, the people suffered from a famine and had nothing to eat at night. Muyou stood In front of a pot, said 'I have a way to fill everyone's stomachs with a handful of corn'. Then he boiled water, threw the corn in his hand, and said, 'This soup will be better if there is a little salt ', someone in the crowd around him thought of something and said, 'I remember, I still have a little salt at home'... Muyou said again, 'It would be better if there were a little potato', and then someone remembered I have half a sack of potatoes myself.

"After a few quarters of an hour, one after another, someone remembered a small handful of beans, a few slices of spices, half a salted fish... They took them out and threw them into this big pot. When the soup in the pot boiled, It sure filled everyone's stomach."

Kyle paused for a moment and said: "This is the story of a handful of rice. 'Muyou of Mokar' has since become the patron saint of many chefs and farmers' guilds. It is said that he was a powerful priest. Among the ten saints in the world, he has the most superb attainments in divine arts, and is called the "twilight" saint, so he is often used as the patron saint of divine arts practitioners... But no one seems to understand why he is called 'Twilight' as a title."

He finally finished the story, and Evan finally couldn't help laughing.

Kyle only felt that there seemed to be something unusual in his smile, rather than hearing an enlightening story.

Evan almost couldn't help laughing, and forced a serious expression, before saying: "Well, this is a respectable... patron saint."

Kyle's face was full of confusion, but Evan was holding back very hard, thinking to himself: Muyou, you...the piracy is too serious, really...you are still so shameless.Why did he become a saint conferred by the Church of Light, and even took the title of "Twilight", is it because he is a shadow priest?

After a while, the paladin suddenly thought of something else, and asked again: "Since 'Muyou' has the title of 'Twilight'...does it mean that the other nine people also have their own titles? Are they also...canonized as saints? ?”

"Yes," Kyle was a little surprised when he suddenly mentioned this question. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Well, sorry, I don't remember very clearly. Among the ten saints, there should be 'Dawn' and 'Dawn' As a title..."

Evan was a little embarrassed immediately, thinking: Could it be that even I...

Unfortunately, his guess was completely correct.

Kyle quickly went on to say: "But, yes, the ten saints were all canonized thousands of years ago, and they protected their praying people respectively. Nearly [-]% of the children who are baptized every year , take their holy name—as I took the holy name of 'Muyo of Morkar' when I was a child."

That is to say, there will be someone who, like Muyou, will build his statue and pray to God the Father in his name...

The nicknames they used casually in the past will be passed down as sacred titles to this day; the stories that they imitate a few times for fun will be recorded in the annals of history as legends.

1 years have passed since now.

Stories become poems, poems become legends, and legends become myths.It seems that everything will be covered with a holy glow due to the passage of time.

Evan: "..."

This feeling was very strange. Evan's face was a little hot, and he took two sips of tea in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "Then is there any record of these people in the history books... where did they appear for the last time?"

Kyle smiled slightly and said, "If I hadn't read the 120 Gospels of the saints, I might not be able to answer this question. However, the records in the Gospels are also somewhat vague. I know that nearly half of the saints last appeared in The Land of Starfall, where they taught the Protoss a language called Kerborn—that was about 8000 years ago before the first reformation."

8000 years ago, the secret capital of Drizzt was destroyed for the first time, mages were declared as heretics for the first time, and the Holy See completed the first religious reform.And Evan's teammates traveled far to the north of the mainland, what were they doing in the Land of Fallen Stars?After that, it seems that no more news about the saint came out.

It is a pity that even His Excellency the Archbishop has no more information. These records are too old. If it weren't for the fact that the Gospels are important classics of the Holy See, they might not have been handed down to this day.