Chapter 133 (four)
This time I saw Old Ward differently from the past. Under the leadership of the little demon Jerra, Ye Wuchou met him in Old Ward's laboratory.
Old Ward's laboratory is dirty and messy. Many experimental materials are piled up at will, just like a freshly baked garbage dump. When I saw this scene, I felt most familiar with it. Isn't the former star master who I met in the alien space so messy? Huo Jie's eyes were full of longing, and his thoughts were lingering in the starry past. The memory seemed to disappear with the old man's dreamlike dream, and the stars and the human race remained with each other. The wonderful feeling made Huo Jie seem to see more. He was obviously fainting at that time, but now he rubbed it and felt the ultimate intrigue.
"Master Merlin, there are some things." Old Ward, who was buried in the middle of a pile of medicinal materials, suddenly raised his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then lowered his head again to busy himself with his own affairs.
Originally, because the medicinal materials were piled up, Ye Wuchou had not yet appeared in the figure of Old Ward for a while. His sudden appearance made Ye Wuchou step over.
"Old Ward, you said Huo Jie. He has more than something, his talent is simply shocking the world and making ghosts cry." Ye Wuchou said with a smile.
"Wuqie, how could it be so exaggerated?" Huo Jie said modestly.
Old Ward put down the unknown strange monster in his hand. He returned to his old look, stared at Huo Jie carefully for a long time, then waved his hand and said, "No need to be modest, the Paladin's words are not an exaggeration."
Huo Jie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Old Ward who suddenly turned around: "By the way, my great Paladin, what's the point of doing you come here this time?"
Ye Wuchou said seriously: "Old Ward, I'm here to ask you some questions."
"Jera has told me your intentions, how about it, is the Holy See mercilessly slapped you in the face?" Old Ward looked joking, then saw Ye Wuchou feeling embarrassed and sighed: "But you don't have to feel that your dignity is being challenged. Compared with the previous Paladins, your situation is still good. Do you want to know why?"
"Why?" Ye Wuchou was stunned. His situation was pretty good, so what kind of disaster should other paladins suffer?
Old Ward continued to do his own experiment, and the movements in his hands did not affect his language and thinking. He poured the quenched medicine juice from his hands into the jade bottle and said, "Do you know why the Holy See disappeared so much and ignore you, the new Paladin? The corpse shepherd in the swamp country, was rioting, and the Holy See was burning, and the tail could not be taken care of each other."
Ye Wuchou was stunned, and then suddenly realized, and finally he was overjoyed. These three expressions changed gradually on his face, making him quite funny.
But no one cares about this because they all smelled the opportunity!
"Sir Paladin, my words end here. What should I do depends on your own thoughts." Old Ward threw the medicine bottle to Jera, who poured the potion in the bottle into the jar that Goblin Timi was carrying under it with a disgust.
As soon as Jera finished pouring the potion, she hurriedly waved her wings and ran away, as if something incredible was going to happen. However, the fact was not as he wished, and the jar was very calm and motionless.
The ugly goblin Timi smiled non-stop. He laughed unscrupulously and said, "You are too cowardly, gaga, it's really rare to see as cowardly as you are, gagaga."
Jera was not ashamed. It just came over tentatively and muttered: "No, according to the previous practice, this time it should explode. Has it been successful?"
In this way, his little head was about to go to the can and found out, and then he heard a "bang!" sound. Jera and Timi, one of them, flew out like a kite with broken strings, and the other one was like a rolling gourd.
"As expected..." Just as Jera flew, she wailed like this.
Old Ward barely sighed, "Failed again."
Ye Wuchou couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. He was extremely excited because he had just received good news. He looked at Old Ward. Although he sighed, to be honest, he did not see how sad Old Ward was.
Ye Wuchou knew that Old Ward was hiding his concern for himself under his calm appearance. The reason why he had such emotions was perhaps because as he said, he had always assisted the Paladins, and he had developed feelings for all the Paladins.
"Sir Paladin, I'll give you a gift." Old Ward suddenly said with a smile.
Ye Wuqiu will wait and see.
Old Ward threw out a walnut-like object from his cuff, and he said, "Take this to the Knights Templar to find Knight Gremy, I think he can give you what you are eagerly looking forward to."
Ye Wuchou and Hojef Crow looked at each other and talked about the Templar before coming here. At this moment, Old Ward mentioned the Templar. Is this a kind of ability to predict the unknown?
Thinking that these are all Ye Wuchou's joyful heart, he knew that the help of Old Ward was essential for him at this moment, so he was full of hope and joy while being grateful.
Since the library came out, they rushed straight to the Knights Templar's garrison. The Knights Templar were adjacent to the Temple of the Paladin, and the wide school ground and dense camp tents showed a strong military atmosphere.
At the end of the schoolyard is the stable, and a group of horses are sniffing leisurely.
As soon as he entered the gate of the Knights Templar, a burly knight in silver armor stopped them. The knight saluted with a loud voice and said, "Everyone, this is the Knights Templar, and idle people are not allowed to enter."
Fkro was about to say something, but Ye Wuchou's actions made him hold back his words. Ye Wuchou simply and roughly raised the Paladin's sword in his hand. The knight widened his eyes, and then knelt on one knee in panic and sank down his head and said, "Welcome to His Highness the Paladin!"
"Please get up, please take me to your sir."
"yes!"
The knight's eyes were burning and fierce, and Ye Wuchou obviously felt his respect for him. Sure enough, the paladins still had leaders to those who believed in the way of knights.
The Templars were training on the school grounds. They were not many, but they were all good at it, making Ye Wuqiu excited.
Knight Pierre was holding a cigarette in his mouth and lazily tilted his leather boots on the desk. There were two other people in the room. One was well-proportioned, agile and distinctive in his face, and the other was short and thin. The gorgeous knight suit was not as cool as others. The long scars that stretched out to the back of his ears made his face look even more terrifying.
"What do you think about the birth of the Paladin?" Knight Pierre looked through the financial statements of the entire Knights and the recent mission notices, and spit out gorgeous smoke rings.
"What do you think you should do?" The well-looking knight named Jessica. He sat upright at this moment, maintaining the grace and strictness he always maintains on weekdays.
"Aren't I asking you this? I want to hear your opinions." Pierre glanced at Jessica and leisurely dusted off the ashes.
Jessica said with no expression on her face, "You have the final say in the Knights. You are the ones who negotiate with the presiding judge. Why do you ask us questions about exceeding our authority?"
Pierre smiled and said, "The birth of the Paladin is not a trivial matter. The whole city is jubilant. Look at the fireworks burning on the castle, look at the newly published books. The Paladin's location has been vacant for some time. The people have found a long-awaited spiritual destination. Do you still think this is a trivial matter?"
"This is not a trivial matter, Master Knight, this is a good thing." Jessica also replied with a smile.
Pierre seemed a little tired of this candy-like conversation. He stopped talking, but stared at Jessica with his eyes narrowed and stared at him for a long time.
Jessica calmly disregarded her.
"So what do you think? Gremy?" Pierre changed his tone and asked to another person.
Gremy's eyes were as fierce as white tigers. This was not intentional. Anyone who knows Gremy knew that the murderous aura that naturally rose without intention was from the pile of corpses.
"Captain Knight, whether the Paladin is born or not has nothing to do with me." Gremy's voice was a little hoarse.
A look of interest appeared on Pierre's face and he asked, "Would you like to be the same as before? Or would you like to go with your new master?"
"I am old and nostalgic, so it's better to be as usual." Gremy didn't care about Jessica's angry gaze next to her and slowly closed her eyes.
"Okay!" Pierre took out a stack of silver bills from the drawer and handed them to the two of them, saying: "Take these back and improve the food for the brothers. This is also the presiding judge's wish. Now the Holy See is in some trouble and cannot draw out the air-controlled paladin for the time being. If he makes any moves, you should be optimistic about the brothers below and don't cater to them, and everything will be fine."
As he said this, Pierre squinted his eyes and vomited a lot of smoke.
Hearing this, Jessica's eyes were much dimmed. Although he could see his anger, he hesitated for a moment and still ended up with silver bills and stuffed them into his pocket.
On the contrary, Gremy was much more direct. He took the silver bill without any scruples, pinched the corners and counted it, then stood up with satisfaction and said coldly, "Thank you", and walked out without looking back.
Pierre spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, then extinguished the cigarette roll, and said to Jessica: "The tragic fate of the Paladin has been destined since his birth. This is tacitly understood by people like you and me who have real power. The Paladin is simply supported by the Holy See to rule the people of Meenri. You don't have to be angry for anyone or be unfair for anyone. If things can be controlled by your emotions, then you are the Pope."
Chapter completed!