What bad thoughts can a paladin have?

Chapter 135 The Road to Destiny
Looking at the two-meter-tall barbarian across the creek, Leolina subconsciously reached out and covered her lips.

This Northland barbarian named "Krusov" was stronger than all the barbarians she had ever seen. Like a little giant, the place where the leather vest made of bearskin on his upper body could not cover up, piece by piece. The bulging muscles were thus exposed to the cold wind in the north, and the complicated tattoos and vertical and horizontal scars were faintly visible on it.

Behind him was a row of short spears, and he was holding a hatchet in his hand. On the blade of the ax, drops of blood dripped from the tip of the ax onto the snow, and were frozen into ice slags in an instant.

"There are only a few titles of champion gladiators in the Northland."

Looking at the Chinese-character face of the northern barbarian, Renn replied with a smile.

"As you can see, my name is Ren, and I am a paladin."

As he spoke, he raised the Celestial Blade in his hand, and rays of sacred and warm light spread from the tip of the sword to the surroundings.

"I don't know anyone named Ren, especially a paladin."

Krusov glanced at Ren suspiciously, and said in a muffled voice.

"Pfft!"

The female mage standing beside Ren couldn't help laughing, and then hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.

Since she knew Ren, this was the first time she had seen a paladin struggling in communication.

As we all know, the profession of paladin has a great advantage in communication by virtue of people's good impression of him. It is not an exaggeration to even say "everywhere is beneficial".

However, it is extremely rare for a paladin to fail in communicating with a non-evil class.

This time, the female mage, who is a melon eater, had a good time.

Turning his head and glaring at his teammates angrily, when Ren turned his head, a warm smile appeared on his face again.

"It's all right, Krusov, I think you know me now."

Being a paladin requires occasional thick-skinnedness.

"I came to you to invite you to join my adventure team."

"Sorry, not interested."

Krusov interrupted Ryan's words.

I don't know how many times I have heard such an invitation since he became famous.

But he is really not interested in these things. How can he improve faster in the arena between life and death in the wilderness adventure?

Compared with the twists and turns of the wilderness adventure, he prefers the excitement of the arena, the moment of life and death, and only this feeling of crossing the dividing line between life and death can make him not dare to relax in the slightest , Desperately improve their own strength.

His title of champion gladiator was earned from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Except for him, those who can hold this title are almost all high-level professionals between the 12th and 15th levels.

As expected.

Facing Krusov's merciless rejection, the expression on Ren's face was still very calm.

This result was already within his expectations, and he was just trying to see if he could impress the other party with just words.

But obviously, he failed.

It seems that's all there is to it...

With a dark sigh, Ren said:

"Krusov, I think it's time for you to start your own path, right?"

When the professional level reaches level 10, a professional needs to think and choose for the path he will take next; when the professional level reaches level 15, he needs to choose whether he is ready to embark on the bumpy and tortuous road of destiny.

The Path of Destiny, as the name suggests, has become the path that must be experienced in the Legend of Destiny.

If you succeed, you will soar into the sky and become a well-known Legend of Destiny; if you fail, your professional level and basic attributes will be weakened and punished to varying degrees. Even if you become a legend again in the future, your strength will be a little weaker than ordinary legends .

And at this point in time, Krusov is already standing at the crossroads of choosing his own future path.

This guy's professional level has reached level ten?

Hearing what Ryan said, the female mage raised her head and looked at the barbarians in the Northland not far away, with a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

But Crusov's reaction was obviously more intense than Leolina's.

"What are you trying to say, strange paladin?"

A trace of impatience gradually appeared in Krusov's words.

Indeed, as the other party said, he is now distressed about the road ahead, but this feeling of his own thoughts being poked out made this northern barbarian who is thick on the outside and thin on the inside feel quite uneasy.

He confirmed that the other party came prepared.

How could it be a brainless guy who survived a hundred fights in the arena and won the title of "Champion Gladiator" in the end?
Those who only know how to fight and kill have been eliminated in the first few rounds.

Krusov's uprightness and recklessness are all because he made himself look protective.

If you compare it with the characters on Blue Star, Krusov is quite similar to Mr. Zhang from the period of Huaguo and Three Kingdoms. He is really reckless when he is reckless, but he is absolutely unambiguous when he should use his brain. Son.

"I have two paths of destiny for you to choose from, and these two paths of destiny are very suitable for you, Krusov," Ren stretched out two fingers, "I can choose between these two paths of destiny." The road tells you, but in exchange, you need to pay something."

Ren is not afraid of being robbed by the opponent.

First of all, the northern barbarian in front of him is not a guy from the evil camp, so he can't do this kind of thing;
Secondly, even if the opponent came to force it, the combination of him and Leolina may not be afraid of him;
Finally, before doing anything, he needs to consider the reaction of various churches in case he escapes.

Professionals who have received formal professional training know that they should not easily provoke the clergy, and among them, paladins are especially represented.

These clergymen are backed by big bosses, who beat the younger ones to grow up, and the older ones to grow old. If the last one is not good enough, even the gods they serve will come down to earth and help themselves The devout believers regained their place.

At the beginning, those members of the Red Label Society who dared to attack Rennes could only sigh "the ignorant are fearless".

If the big bosses of the Guardian Temple hadn't dispatched to wipe out the cult, I'm afraid these guys from the Red Label Club wouldn't be able to see the sun the next day at all...

Sure enough, after hearing what Ryan said, although Krusov showed a look of emotion, he didn't have the slightest intention to do anything.

After hesitating for a moment, the northern barbarian finally couldn't resist the temptation of "true fragrance", gritted his teeth and said:
"I can agree to your request, but not at the cost of losing my freedom!"

"Don't worry, we have a period of ten years, and you will serve me for ten years. During this period, I will help you become a legend of destiny!"

Seeing the other party let go, Ren's tense heart finally relaxed.

At this point, things are more than half done.

"To show my sincerity, I will tell you all of these two paths of destiny, and it is up to you to choose."

Finally, Wren added.

　Find out your status today, and start paying off your debts tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)