Paladin

There were not many reserves left in Rose's house, so she gritted her teeth and sent her younger brother Tim to a neighbor's house to borrow some potatoes, and then cooked a pot of soup with potatoes, dried salted fish, and wild vegetables.

Among the common people of this era, the highest-level dinner is probably like this. Rose even sprinkled a little precious spice into it, which was the two leaves she bought with three fish—a few drops of juice squeezed from the leaves Originally, it was enough seasoning for them to eat for half a month.

Poor people do not have the freedom to choose dishes. The iron pots used to cook soup are valuable property in their families, so everything can only be thrown into a pot and stewed.

Rose put the first bowl of soup in front of Evan in a hurry, and said shyly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Paladin, the weather has been bad these two days, and we really don't have any fresh fish..."

"No, thank you for your hospitality." Evan smiled slightly, took a sip of the soup.

Little Tim called Rose happily, and he knew that the next bowl must belong to him.

Rose turned around, Evan found a place to sit down, and sniffed the bowl of soup in his hand——

It has the peculiar smell of rough salted fish, and the potatoes inside are still peeled off - the poor people can't bear to scrape them off, and it seems that their iron pans are a little rusty...

Evan's eyelids twitched faintly, and when Rose went back to serve the soup, he pinched his nose and drank almost the soup in one breath, then picked up the potato inside, and took a hard bite.

It is raw inside.

When Evan finished drinking a bowl of soup, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach... Well, it should be a psychological factor, and he didn't want to hurt little girl Rose's heart.

After he gently declined Rose's suggestion to fill another bowl, he politely indicated that he was going to sleep.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, because the sky was completely dark, the fishermen had already started to prepare for rest.

Evan didn't fall asleep, the straw mat was too short and the space was too small, so he could only put his long legs up uncivilized.

It was too dark, and there was no precious lamp oil in Rose's house, so Evan could only lie idly, recalling some past events.

Just as he kept guessing the current age, he heard a low voice from outside.

That was Rose and his father arguing in the distance.

"Rose, be obedient, put it on, and then go find the noble lord inside..."

"No, Dad, I don't want to do this anymore... Your Excellency Paladin is different from those noble lords, even if I don't sleep with him at night, he won't blame us."

"Silly girl, it's because it's different that I want you to accompany him. Do you know who he is? He's a paladin! I even personally experienced his magic. He pulled me from death Come back... This is a merciful and righteous paladin. If you can win his favor, follow him. Even if you are his entourage, his maid, and serve such a kind paladin. Isn't it better than guarding my useless person in this small village?"

"Father...don't say that. I won't leave! Your Excellency Paladin is so noble, how could he have taken a fancy to me? I...I don't want to leave here at all..."

"Rose, be obedient. If possible, Dad will leave with you. We can no longer guard the village. Baron Oult will ruin life here sooner or later..."

"But Dad, if His Excellency Paladin is a paladin, he will be very embarrassed if I go to him like this..."

Evan took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and stood up.

He gently opened a corner of the curtain, and saw Little Tim secretly pouring water into the big iron pot while the adults at home were away. After washing out the last bit of umami taste of potato and salted fish soup, he greedily drank it.

Evan shook his head, walked to the other side of the curtain, opened the only window, and jumped out lightly.

Before closing the window, he hesitated for a moment, then took off the other emerald earring and put it under the only oil lamp in Rose's house.

The night was hazy, and Evan walked out of the small fishing village, only to see a man-made path stretching vaguely to the northwest.

Originally, Evan didn't intend to drive in the dark because he knew nothing about the terrain here, but at this moment he could no longer stay there, and could only choose to leave silently.

When he walked out for a while, he looked back again, only to see the same fishing houses standing faintly.

And in front of the ocean in the distance, on that big rock, there was actually that tall fool sitting.

……

After Evan walked along the path for a while, he finally couldn't find the path anymore.

The terrain is gradually rising, and the trees are slowly getting denser. The hills here may extend all the way to the cliff by the sea. If you can't determine the road, you may get lost in the mountains next.

Evan could only set up a small bonfire in the dark night, watching the direction carefully.

Now he has nowhere to go, in front of the bonfire, he thought again: I have been asleep for at least 2000 years, but it is hard to estimate how long, it seems that this continent has undergone many great changes... But it may also be that this small fishing village is too too closed.I must obtain more information, or try to find a scholar who is profound enough. If he can know how many dynasties or calendars I have experienced since I fell asleep, I should at least be able to calculate the time.

He closed his eyes, and the faces of his comrades suddenly appeared in his mind.

Before falling into a deep sleep, Mu You said to him: "Sleep peacefully for a while, Captain, when you wake up, we have already solved the problem of magic addiction... Maybe even the alien version of the Sunwell is copied You don't have to worry, what worries do you have about us? Well, go to sleep and be your Sleeping Beauty."

Evan slept in amber for a long time.

However, when he woke up again, the world was turned upside down and everything was completely different, but the familiar figures did not appear in front of his eyes.

Evan fiddled with the bonfire lightly, hearing small crackling noises inside.

At this time, he suddenly frowned.

"Who is there?"

Evan stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly, and put one hand on the hilt of the phoenix double-edged sword behind his back.He looked around, the night was as quiet as ever.

But something unusual was indeed happening. Evan's characteristics as a blood elf made him clearly feel that there was a magical power secretly surging around him.

There are mages fighting nearby!

Evan quickly stamped out the bonfire, then leaned over to search the nearby bushes, and then walked through the nearby woods along the source of the magic power.

He heard people gasping.

Evan slowed down his pace. His elf qualities made him as light as a swallow. The soft soil and fallen leaves under his feet absorbed the sound of his walking, while the enchanted plate armor on his body was light and close-fitting, and would not hinder his movements.

Evan remained silent, and after walking a certain distance, he saw a figure in the woods.

A living person, and a dead person.

The living person who was still standing was panting, and it was difficult for Evan to judge whether he was seriously injured or just exhausted. He could only see that this person had found himself.

Now the stranger has turned his body around, vigilantly holding the dagger in his hand, and holding a delicate crossbow in one hand - this crossbow has no arrows in it.

And the arrow deeply embedded in the robe of the deceased lying on the ground obviously came from this crossbow, perhaps it was this arrow that took the life of the deceased.

Evan thought quickly in his heart: Ranger?Thieves?No, not necessarily a rogue class...could be a spellcaster too.

But no matter what, at least the other party didn't make a fighting stance when they saw him, and even leaned back a little relaxed.

In order to show that he was not malicious, Evan walked out of the forest.

When he was exposed to the moonlight, he could obviously feel the other person's breathing stagnate slightly—this may be due to the racial characteristics shown in his appearance, or the professional characteristics shown in his clothes.

Evan is also looking at each other.

It was a handsome young human, not more than thirty years old, fair complexion, soft black hair and light purple eyes.He was wearing decent leather armor, and the pattern on the long cloak around him might represent his identity—a crossbow, which was obviously the same as the one in his hand.

Now the cloak was spattered with blood, showing the fierce battle his master had just endured.

Evan squatted down and went to observe the dead again—it was also a young human being, also wearing a long cloak, with empty hands.Out of respect for the deceased, Evan did not look through his personal items, but noticed that there were traces of a ring on his hand, but the ring disappeared at this moment.

"Hello, Elf." At this time the living person said suddenly, "I have no malicious intentions. I am 'Silver Fire', from the Demon Hunting Order of this diocese, and I am here to perform tasks."

After a moment of silence, Evan asked, "Your mission is to kill this fellow?"

"Yes." Yinhuo quickly replied, "The person you saw is a non-ring mage. According to the heresy law of the Holy See, all mages who are not registered in the ring list of the Holy See Inquisition are called Heresy. As you can see, when I received the mission to arrest him here, he chose to resist violently, so I shot him on the spot."

"I don't know if what you said is true or not. Please forgive me. I plan to go to the next town with you to verify the truth of what you said. Also, I don't know the law of heresy, demon hunter." Wen said lightly, "Also, I want to know the name of the deceased."

Yinhuo refused: "I understand your caution, but I'm afraid this matter belongs to the internal affairs of the congregation, and I have no right to tell you more."

"When you kill a fellow of the same kind, are you going to abandon him in the wilderness, waiting for the wolves to eat?" Evan stared at him closely and said, "Tell me his name, and then with me, we will He is buried here for the time being."

Silverfire met Evan's eyes for a moment with his lavender eyes, as if to check whether he was worth it.

Evan felt an unusual aura from these pupils.

But just before he noticed the trace, Silver Fire gently put down the crossbow and dagger in his hand, as if realizing that he was not sure of defeating Evan, and finally compromised: "Okay, Elf. The one I killed The mage's name is Hewitt Clayfield."

The author has something to say: Blind JB settings:

Career Series:

Rogue: Ranger (hunter), rogue (rogue), bard

Spellcaster: Mage (spells), cleric (spells), druid (spells), shaman (spells)

Physics: Warrior, Monk, Barbarian, Death Knight

etc

I threw away the warlock on purpose... _(:3」∠)_Master Shu hit it lightly

A paladin is a mixed class, with both the divine spellcasting ability that is biased towards priests, and the physical attack ability that is biased towards warriors

Pay attention!Paladins and knights are two different things!Two things!

[Knight knight] is a noble title! [Holy Knight paladin] is a combat profession!

The second thing: Although it was a group of ten people who traveled back then, they are all gone, and there will be no second time traveler to spoil the situation, because... stupid authors hate wearing it by multiple people (ー`′ー)