What bad thoughts can a paladin have?

Chapter 33 Surprise or surprise?
Under the blowing of the night wind, Blake felt a little anxious.

Originally, he was discussing with his dear Uncle Richard about joining the Ebony Club in the house that belonged to the rookie paladin.

Although Richard's ability and strength are unsightly, as the No.1 who "voluntarily" donated real estate to the Red Label Gang, Blake didn't mind using him as a model, and promised him to join the Black Sandalwood Society and feel the supremacy of our Lord Glory.

Although money is not omnipotent, it is absolutely impossible without money. To revive my lord, the power of money is necessary.

However, when he was talking happily with the other party, there was a faint feeling of palpitation in his heart, as if some major event was about to happen.

Not long after, "Vulture" Van Leider broke in, with a trace of panic on his face.

He told himself that there was a faint scream coming from the northwest, which sounded like Kurt's voice.

Hearing this news, combined with his heart palpitations, Blake decisively interrupted the conversation with Richard, and hurried back with Van Leider and Dink.

His sixth sense is very strong, and he has saved his life more than once.

Because of his super high perception, his identity is not only a superficial mage, but also a priest of the worm walker.

The Red Label Gang was established by him in Fanlin Town under the instruction of the high-level officials of the Black Sandalwood Association. Forest pit.

For this reason, the Black Sandalwood Society also specially sent a drow mage who converted to our lord to assist him.

Thinking of that beautiful drow mage, Blake couldn't help feeling a little hot in his heart, and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, but then, his pace slowed down.

"That woman said that she could control the Phandalin Mine within three days by herself. But after so long, she not only didn't reply, but she didn't even send anyone to pass the news. Could it be that she Did something happen too?"

Blake frowned and thought to himself.

"what!!"

A faint scream from not far away interrupted the thoughts of the leader of the Red Label Gang.

"Boss, it's Adolf's voice!"

Dink, who was guarding beside Blake, said in a muffled voice.

"I know!"

Blake's voice was like the icy wind on a winter night, icy cold.

"I'd like to see who dared to raid the headquarters of our Red Label Gang!"

There was a hint of anger in his words, but he was a little puzzled in his heart.

Could it be that the adventurers who passed by Fanlin Town learned something from the commoners, and that's why...

Just as he was thinking and crossing a fork in the road, a very faint wave of mana came from the deep alley beside him.

This time... not good!
It was too late when Blake realized what was happening. In the alley beside him, a big fireball quickly formed in the blink of an eye, roaring and smashing towards them.

"No!"

Being hit in the face by an unknown enemy with a fireball technique, "Vulture" Van Leider let out a terrified scream.

"boom!"

The damage of fireball is ranked second among low-level spells, and no other spell dares to rank first.

Accompanied by a violent explosion sound, it was as if a high-explosive grenade had been thrown between the three of Blake, instantly blasting the nearest "Vulture" Van Leider to pieces.

The high-temperature flames raged, and the huge impact blasted Blake and Dink upside down.

Blake's instant mage's armor shattered on the spot, and Dink, who had a high physique and HP, even spit out a stream of blood, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Nice power."

Ren put the fireball staff he got from the drow mage into the dimensional bag, and rushed out from the hiding place with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, aiming at Blake.

For mages and fighters, it is natural to kill the mage who is more threatening first!

"Blake, right? I hope you like this gift."

Accompanied by Ren's words, a sword light slashed down in the air.

Blake, who was about to cast a spell, had to interrupt casting, resisting the dizziness caused by the backlash, and dodged the blow with a tumbling embarrassment.

"Who are you, what enmity is there between me and you, why did you attack us?"

Blake asked out of breath.

With the mage's armor as a buffer, the fireball technique did not cause much damage to himself, but the huge kinetic energy beyond that shook his internal organs with aching pain.

Although the intelligence of mages far exceeds that of ordinary people, in terms of physique, mages without buffs are not much better than ordinary people.

"You really forget things too much. Two days ago, you let your subordinates beat me seriously and threw me into the wilderness. Today, you are still discussing things with my dear uncle in the house that originally belonged to me. Why? , You don’t recognize my old friend so soon? Are you surprised or surprised?”

A single sentence accompanied by flashes of sword light forced Blake to roll around and avoid, without even a chance to stand up, let alone concentrate on casting spells.

"Ren? Why are you, how is it possible?"

The surprise on Blake's face was clearly visible.

"Why don't you... want to sneak attack? Want to eat farts!"

With his backhand to block Dink's long knife with his shield, Ren activated the spell attached to the necklace, and magic missiles flew out from his fingertips and hit Dink's face, instantly bloody and bloody, and the attached soul The damage directly took away the last trace of the soldier's blood.

At the same time, Blake finally seized the opportunity and got up from the ground.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Blake looked at the paladin who was approaching every step of the way, adjusted his clothes slowly, and then clapped his hands.

"Ren, compared to your uncle, you are a smart young man. How about it? Are you interested in cooperating with me? If you nod and agree, the suite will return to the original owner, and our Red Label Gang will give you an extra gift." an apology as an apology."

"Noisy!"

Ren impatiently slashed down with his sword, but was stopped by the staff in Blake's hand.

Although the staff made of glass was cut into two in an instant, Blake also won a short casting time.

"It's a pity that you have to kill a child with your own hands."

Before Renn's sword light slashed down, the leader of the Red Label Gang decisively tore open a scroll.

The strong magical aura enveloped his entire body, and in the next moment, a muscular arm stretched out from the aura, and slapped the blade aside with a palm.

"Tan Sen Transfiguration?"

Looking at the muscular version of Blake, Ren asked with a frown.

"Son, good eyesight."

Blake shrugged and hooked his hands at Ren.

"Come on, kid, let me show you how powerful the mage's melee combat style is!"

After realizing that he could not safely distance himself from the paladin in front of him and cast spells, Blake decisively used the scroll bestowed by the Lord, at the cost of temporarily giving up the ability to cast spells, in exchange for a powerful melee ability.

Tan Sen's transfiguration is a six-ring spell of change.

During the duration of the spell, you cannot cast spells or use magic items. In exchange for your strength, agility, and constitution, you gain a +4 enhancement bonus, a +4 natural defense bonus, and a +5 ability bonus on Fortitude checks. , and is proficient with all simple and martial weapons.

Not only that, this spell can also change the caster's thinking into melee thinking, making shots faster, more accurate, and more ruthless, just like an elite fighter of the same level.

Ren looked at the confident leader of the Red Label Gang and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He really didn't expect that he would meet a combat wizard who was proficient in the transformation department.

This genre is extremely rare, and it can be regarded as a clear stream among spellcasters.

but……

He is sure he wants to engage in hand-to-hand combat with a demigod-level legendary fighter himself, just because you are a spellcaster without melee expertise?
Ren chuckled a few times in his heart, decisively changed his weapon to the Lightbringer, and rushed to the leader of the Red Label Gang.

A few minutes later, the alley regained its calm.

Ren walked out of the alley with a mace dripping with blood, then turned around, glanced behind him, and cursed "idiot" in a low voice.

If the opponent would rather resist a sword and keep a distance from him, then it may be a bit tricky, after all, most of his skills have just been handed over in the fight with those professionals; but this guy insists on fighting with himself Playing close combat, isn't that courting death?
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