Chapter 499: A Deal with a "Demon"
Uphold the justice in my heart... does he think I might also be corrupted by the rot now spreading through the Church?
Laiyite Suoluo looked toward the bandits calling out in the distance. Their words were mostly things like "drag the girls over here."
What sort of being speaks through the mouths of the dead? Why did it come to me?
The gods gave mortals life, sheltered them in this world, and provided a home for their souls after death. Without gods, the dead would surely outnumber the living, and terrifying fiends would roam everywhere.
The Holy Knight's faith had not wavered in the slightest, but his mood had been poor all evening. Now it was even worse.
He gazed at the bandits in the distance.
"Men steeped in evil, their hands stained with innocent blood. Compared with the enemies of the gods, these are the true fiends of this world!"
Muttering to himself, Leit picked up the spears the bandits had dropped, ignoring the curved blades on their corpses.
He took a javelin-throwing stance and unleashed his strength.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...
He hurled six spears in just a few seconds, aiming at the bandits looting valuables in the distance. A moment later, he pushed off and charged as fast as a galloping horse.
Corpses and blood lay everywhere around the fires and makeshift tents of the travelers' former camp. Some bandits were still searching the bodies, taking every coin and piece of jewelry they found.
The travelers' fires were still burning, but with no one adding wood for so long, they had dwindled to little more than glowing embers.
"Not much profit in this haul. Look at these paupers! This purse is practically flat!"
A bandit showed his companion a