Lord of Glory

Soon after, Paladin disposed of the half-elf's corpse and summoned Canalava again. As soon as he entered Paladin's room, except for the same layout as yesterday, there was an extra cold feeling. Canalava shook his body slightly and looked at Paladin, who was alone, sitting on a chair and staring at the statue of Enos on the wall. After realizing that the elf girl sent out was missing, the anxious Kanalava lowered his head and said awkwardly: "Mr. Bishop, what's the matter with you inviting me here?"

"Kanarava..." Paladin retracted his gaze from the statue of Enos, turned back to stare at him, whispered his name, and murmured very slowly: "What do you think about the position of auxiliary bishop? What do you think?" "Ah...this...auxiliary bishop is a very important position. When the bishop is away, he manages the diocese and plans sacrifices on behalf of the bishop." Canarava couldn't figure out Paladin's intention. Rolling over his intentions, his eyes swayed in confusion. But he responded with formulaic answers.

Who would have thought that Paladin just nodded slightly and suddenly threw the luxurious sterling silver scepter in his hand to Canalava! The latter took it subconsciously, but heard Paladin say in a tone like "Have you eaten yet?" "It seems that now, Adelili, you are the only one suitable for this position." "This..."

Kanalava was too frightened to speak. He couldn't figure out what Paladin wanted to do! "Now that I have just become a bishop, instead of consolidating his power, he wants to give himself such an important position? Is he testing me? Or is he trying to win me over? No, it's unreasonable! What on earth does he want to do? He's crazy! "Thinking like this, Canarava couldn't fathom Paladin's thoughts. Finally, he mustered up the courage to hold the scepter tightly and said: "I don't understand... Why do you want me to take over this position, Lord Bishop?" "I have something to do and I have to leave for a while... Stop talking nonsense. Help me manage the diocese." Come on." Paladin stood up with an impatient look on his face. He came to Kanalava and patted him on the shoulder. He is about to leave beyond him.

Click, click, click, Kanarawa heard the sound of the door opening behind him, and suddenly his face was shocked. He turned around and looked at Paladin, who had his back turned to him, and shouted: "Paladin! Are you humiliating me?" In an instant , Paladin stopped when he heard Canalava's explosion, slowly turned his head, and looked at Canalava with a squinting look of disdain, "Humiliation? Are you worthy?" A touch! Just closed the door. Kanarawa, who was left with only the heaviness of his chest, tightly grasped the scepter in his hand without saying a word.

From then on, for a year, Adeley never saw the new bishop again. .

Because Paladin has awakened.

He wants to get what he wants, power, status, and wealth. These things all come from power! All are derivatives of power! Therefore, Paladin, who thought he had found the source, began to think. It took more than half a year to finally get the bishop's position, but it was nothing in the face of strength. As long as you have strong power, those positions of power and wealth will naturally come! There is no need to expend too much effort and effort to get it! So Paladin made a decision. Just give the post of diocesan bishop to Kanalawa. I went to the misty forest alone! Because the tenacious and long-lasting vitality of the elves is simply a naked temptation for Paladin!

Moreover, here in the principality, there is also a clone Alfred taking care of him. If something unexpected happens, Paladin will know it immediately. There is absolutely no need to worry! Besides, the relationship between the clone and that ugly girl Olina is getting closer and closer. I believe that it won’t be long before this stupid woman will completely fall under Alfred’s body. At that time, what else did he have to worry about about the position of the Holy See? Everything is at your fingertips in the face of power.

So, Paladin left the Principality of Kasmi with the gold coins and the map, passed through the Kingdom of Nubia, and went straight south to the Principality of Barbari controlled by the Dodo Business Alliance, a country bordering the Mist Forest. This journey took three months.

Paladin, wearing a gray robe and a hood, rode a horse to the edge of the Mist Forest. You can see many old signboards erected on the road: "Danger ahead, ordinary people must not break in." And what is in front of you is the endless forest sea. A strange mist permeates the forest. Turning over and dismounting, Paladin slapped the horse's butt, causing the horse to gallop away from the forest. Then he took a deep breath and walked into this ancient forest where elves were hidden.

Contrary to Paladin's expectation, just on the outskirts of the forest, the weeds on the ground were as high as his knees. Every time you put your foot down, you can feel the uneven soil on the ground pushed up by the densely entangled tree roots. This is enough to show that no one has set foot in this place for a long time. However, under the influence of such weather, the feeling of the Mist Forest was not as bad as expected. The sunlight beside the clouds was not fierce, but rather like a mother's hand caressing Paladin's cheek through the branches of a tree. Feel the subtle warmth and comfort of the light elements around you. Occasionally, a few unnamed birds would sit on the intertwined branches and sing unknown songs. It all seemed so gentle and casual, even the idea of ​​letting people walk gradually dissipated, and I just wanted to lie on the grass and have a good sleep.

But none of this was said to Paladin, and there was no sense of beauty in it. Almost cruel, he is trying hard to search for possible life, and attacks are already breaking out at any time. Total disregard for this natural beauty. Immediately afterwards, it was like a beautiful woman feeling angry when a man ignored her beauty. The originally gentle forest suddenly changed its expression! "Huh?" Paladin stopped for a moment. Looking around very vigilantly. Because from just this moment, the birdsong that could be heard everywhere disappeared, and the swishing sound of the leaves blown by the wind was like missing from a dream. There was no wind and nothing moved. The forest suddenly became unnervingly silent.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly at this moment! From the tree trunk in the distance, a sharp vine gun stabbed Paladin in the back very quickly! However, Paladin, who had always been alert, did not hesitate at all. He quickly turned around and grabbed the vine gun firmly in his hand. Then with the force of turning around, his other hand suddenly opened and waved in the direction of the attack!

Three golden magic arrows condensed instantly, drawing three golden arcs in the air with the sound of death, and hit the tree trunk fiercely! Click, click, click! Just a loud noise was heard, and a big hole was blasted in the tree trunk! The big tree immediately let out a broken whine, and the trunk, which could no longer support his body, began to break, and fell weakly to the grass on the side with a bang! Only then did Paladin see that there was nothing behind the tree trunk.

"Did you run away?" Paladin muttered to himself, but behind him, an extremely angry cry suddenly sounded: "Father! He killed Grandpa Tree!" Paladin's eyes condensed, and his hands immediately condensed into two lights. Tuan, turn around and take a look vigilantly! For a moment, Paladin looked on in shock, speechless as the creature that attacked him.

PS: You have been wondering why the protagonist pursues power at the expense of the near and far. Well, I wanted to depict the inner growth of a person. From blindness to cognition, from narrowness to broadness. This is the protagonist's transformation experience and process. Maybe my way of describing the changes in people's hearts is too clumsy and blunt. It’s very uncomfortable for you to watch. . .

So let’s cut through the mess quickly and let the protagonist get rid of excess and directly understand the truth! After this chapter, the protagonist realizes that power is always above all else. Only power is the eternal truth. . [The early foreshadowing made book friends unhappy. Blame me for wanting to try a new way of writing. . . Facts have proved that my way of writing is not pleasing to the Internet at all. . . . Correction and correction. Reviewing fast food literature? Why. . . . So helpless. . 】