In a secret room, the windows and doors were tightly closed. At this moment, two people were sitting face to face.
"Are you really Lankaxi, the son of Bakar?" The person who exclaimed was none other than Pastor Tennis.
Opposite him, sat a young man who was a few years younger than him and very handsome. A kind of awe-inspiring temperament emanated from his body, and his waist was straight. "Yes, I am the son of Bakar. Although you have never met me, I have heard a lot about you from my father."
As the young man Lankaxi spoke, he took down the long sword behind him and put it on the table. Then, he asked seriously, "My father sent me to War God Temple to practice. It was supposed to be one year before I could be promoted to Paladin. I heard the news about my father when I was at Temple, so I rushed back. But, about him There are many ways to say death. Can you tell me the truth? How did my father die? Why was he killed and charged with so many crimes, but the murderer could get away with it? According to what my father told me before, Romon he was not a noble. A commoner actually dared to kill people from a noble family. What did he rely on?"
As the young man said, this man is indeed the son of the tax official Bakar. Since he was sent to War God Temple for training at the age of eight, he was not known to the people in the town. This time he suddenly found out from a member of his own clan. He rushed back from outside to deal with his own affairs. As a result, after he came back, people told many versions about his father, but they were all about how he did evil and how he was killed by Romon with a sword.
Lankaxi knew about Romon. The last time his father went to see him, he even whispered to him that the young man had a problem with him and that he would have to drive him away sooner or later. Who knew that this time he got the news that his father had been killed.
He only knew that his father was killed by the person named Romon, and this person is still at large.
Not only that, his father was also accused of countless crimes. He remembered that his father once mentioned to him that there was a pastor in the town. Like him, they had joined forces to deal with Romon. He felt that the other party might have everything he wanted to know, so he found Pastor Tennis.
After briefly explaining his situation, Lankaxi kept silent and looked at the other party with piercing eyes, observing the other party's reaction.
Sitting opposite him, Pastor Tennis took a while to digest the news. Then, he still asked doubtfully, "If you are Bakar's son, why haven't I seen you?"
The young man Lankaxi smiled calmly and said, "Because when I was eight years old, I was sent to War God Temple to study. My mother passed away very early. Therefore, except for my father who went to Temple to see me, I have never come back these years. I relied entirely on my father to provide for me."
At this point, his eyes turned cold and he said, "No matter what my father did, most of it was for my study and advancement to make money... After hearing the news, I came back and saw that Temple has not changed, it is still as grand, but my father is no longer here... Why, you still don't believe my identity?"
Seeing that the other party still looked hesitant after he explained the situation, Lankaxi couldn't help but frown.
Pastor Tennis smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the current situation is too complicated. Bakar just died, and many things have not yet been clarified. Suddenly a man came to me and said that he was Bakar's son. This really makes me suspicious. But..."
He looked at the sword that the young man put on the table. "This sword was given to you by War God Temple. There is a unique mark of Temple on the scabbard. If it looks like this, even if Romon wants to harm me again, he will not have the strength to really find someone from War God Temple. Well, I believe your identity. Let me tell you about your father's death first."
In this matter, Pastor Tennis did not make too much trouble. After all, as long as the other party carefully inquired about this in the town, one day he would know the true situation.
What's more, Pastor Tennis himself didn't quite know what the situation was at that time, so he just told Lankaxi what he learned on Square Assembly in detail.
Finally, Pastor Tennis seemed unwilling to add fuel to the fire, so he sighed and said, "Your father also believed in Earth Goddess, but because of these crimes, the funeral was much less expensive. I don't know what kind of benefits he would get if he went to the Divine Kingdom. Now, Romon is in the town, but he is proud of himself for a while."
Lankaxi listened, his expression did not change, but there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. He saw Pastor Tennis's swaying back and forth, and felt contempt in his heart. He felt that this person did not have a strong character and must have stayed at Fourth Level for the rest of his life. However, after thinking about it, he said, "Goddess of Agriculture Isidis upholds the way of neutrality and kindness. Romon killed my father and listed so many crimes to make his death uneasy. My master Edmund is War God, but there is no such limitation. My Lord emphasizes that fighting is a kind of baptism, and the winner will naturally be righteous. It just so happens that I am on the verge of promotion. If I kill him, I will only get Divine Grace because of passing the test--don't worry, I will naturally be incompatible with him!"
Seeing that Lankaxi made his attitude clear, Pastor Tennis suddenly showed a satisfied smile on his face. However, he quickly suppressed his smile and asked, "What are you going to do next? Romon is now different from what it used to be. Not only has he been promoted to Second-Level Druid, he is surrounded by a group of people, he has also opened a pharmacy, and is fighting fiercely with those adventurers. It is not that easy to cause trouble for him."
After a pause, he continued, "At least from a legal perspective, Romon is now standing up for justice. It is indeed right to kill for life, but... although Romon deserves to die, do you think you can escape the sanctions of the law after killing him? You can't pay for yourself just for revenge, right? I have an idea, what do you think?"
It's not that Pastor Tennis cares about Lankaxi. In fact, Bakar was killed just now. If Romon dies in another murder, he will probably be implicated. Therefore, he does not advocate blatant revenge.
Hearing this, Lankaxi showed a cold smile, twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and said, "Of course I don't need you to teach me this. My Lord Temple still has to abide by the law, at least on the surface... But, what are your ideas?"
Since the other party does not allow him to take revenge openly, is there any other way?
Sure enough, after learning that Lankaxi was a Paladin Aspirant, in fact, Pastor Tennis had already made a mental calculation. He is a pastor, and of course he understands these situations. In this world, Paladin does not hold the so-called broad sense of justice, but refers to an exclusive warrior who is inspired by Divine Grace, upholds God's way, and fights for God's way and interests.
Paladin is a reserve soldier who learned combat skills in Temple. When he was on the verge of Fifth Level, he was promoted from Divine Grace and transformed into Paladin. Looking at the current situation, this young man has at least the level of Third-Level Warrior.
An idea came to him quickly.
"You should be like this..." Pastor Tennis showed a smile, and then leaned forward. Although he knew no one was eavesdropping, he still told the other party the plan in a low voice.
When Lankaxi also heard about this plan, his eyebrows gradually bloomed, but he thought in his heart, "This guy shouldn't be the pastor of Goddess of Agriculture Isidis. If he is the pastor of Faulkner, he must have a better future."
Note: Faulkner is the god of conspiracy, illusion and deception
One week later. Rika Town.
If there is any news about Rika Town, then we have to mention a recruitment announcement: "I, Lankaxi, War God Temple, Apprentice Paladin, Fourth-Level Warrior, are undergoing a promotion test and want to form a team of adventurers to explore the forest together..."
This announcement was posted outside the Motte hotel. People walking around would come to the announcement out of curiosity. Those who knew a few words would read the announcement out loud at this time, while those who did not know the words would stand in the crowd and listen curiously.
There are not many people who have signed up. Because War God Temple has a high reputation throughout the continent, and most of the mercenaries are warriors, at least half of them believe in this god. Therefore, many adventurers do not need to read the treatment instructions at the back of the announcement. Just hearing that the captain is War God Temple Apprentice Paladin, they have already signed up.
However, because of the strictness of the other party's selection of team members, although many people have already inquired, there are currently only three people left. It is precisely because of the strictness of the other party's selection that it has aroused the interest of those individual adventurers.
"Look at me." A burly man, holding a giant ax, jumped up, slashed straight down, and cut a stone in half.
This is also a way for Lankaxi Team to select members. In addition to combat skills, if you can surpass others in any aspect, you will also be selected into the team.
"Okay! Well done!" Someone kept shouting and applauding from the crowd.
A young man walked out of the crowd. He was not handsome, but he exuded the aura of a strictly trained soldier. "I am Lankaxi, the captain of the new adventure team. You are welcome to join."
After saying that, Lankaxi stretched out his hand. The strong man chuckled, rubbed his hand on his clothes, and then stretched it out.
When shaking hands with him, Lankaxi frowned slightly, but soon he smiled and pulled the strong man into a group. There were already three people here, two men and one woman. They had been standing there watching people's display of combat skills. Therefore, they knew something about the strong man's strength, and when they saw him coming, they all smiled in welcome.
Lankaxi asked them to introduce each other, and then sat back with them in the Motte hotel. As soon as they entered the Motte hotel, many people took the initiative to say hello to Lankaxi.
Lankaxi also responded to them one by one, and when they sat down at the reserved seats, it had already been a while.
"Captain, your charm is really unstoppable." One of the team members said with a smile.
Lankaxi shook his head and said with a smile, "This is just basic courtesy, not charming at all. Come on, have a drink..."
"Hey, have you heard about it? Romon's team encountered the magic pig yesterday, and several team members were injured. Fortunately, Romon was here and treated them in time..." The people at the next table were talking about what they had just heard from others.
After hearing this, some people at this table were also interested. "Strange, who is that Romon? I have been in town these days and I always hear people talking about him, but I came too late and didn't meet him!"
The people who joined the youth team were all lone adventurers who had come to Rika Town in recent days. Although they had heard of Romon's name, they had never seen him, so they were naturally curious.
When Lankaxi heard the name Romon, a cold light flashed through his eyes Lidun. However, he quickly smiled, took a sip of wine, and then listened carefully to his teammates talking about Romon.
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