Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

The Scarlet Crusade is an indelible stain in the history of the church. Under the leadership of a paranoid bishop, this special Templar unit once carried out a vigorous witch hunting operation. They would "rather kill a hundred by mistake." The policy of "don't let one go, don't let one go" has been carried out to the extreme, and countless innocent women have been murdered.

Anyone can report a witch to them, even if they make a mistake, they don't need to take responsibility, so many dark people use this to get rid of women who don't like them, anyway, the whistleblower doesn't have to provide any evidence, they will come Arrests.Under severe torture, "witches" will always recognize more "witches", so dozens or even hundreds of "witches" will often be burned collectively, this kind of indiscriminate killing of innocents Finally, it aroused public outrage, and finally even the church stood up and declared them illegal.

Under the encirclement and suppression of various forces, the Scarlet Crusade finally gradually declined, but the fear and persecution of the "witches" among the people continued. -- "Feno Continental Encyclopedia·History"

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The hobgoblin found that Palos was paying attention to the armor, and said with a little pride: "It is something left by our benefactor. We will present fresh offerings every day and polish it, just like the benefactor As long as our grandparents' grandparents did when they were alive, we will keep this tribe as long as it exists."

"Wait..." Evandel asked a little bit unbearably, "The one next to me...could it be me?"

"That's right," said the hobgoblin triumphantly, "I made it myself when I was young, like?"

"...Cough, as long as you're happy..." Evandel suppressed the turbulent complaints in his heart. Talking about taste-related topics with goblins is a waste of time. He took out a square oil-paper bag from his backpack, "This is a gift for you."

"Salt? That's great!" The hobgoblin happily called a goblin at the door, "Go and get the gift from our tribe! That's the box, go, you idiot!"

Soon a few goblins came over carrying a box, which contained "beautiful stones" that the entire tribe had accumulated over the past few years, including valuable gemstones, and some beautiful mineral crystals, as well as Ordinary pebbles and even shards of glass bottles and the like.

Avondel picked some valuable ones and took them, and left the rest for them to decorate the house. Goblins also love beauty when conditions permit, although the taste is a bit strange.

Pure table salt is a very expensive luxury in this kind of place where no salt is produced. Of course, goblins cannot afford it. From the point of view of goblins, it is not too much to exchange these beautiful and useless stones for a large bag of table salt. It was a good deal, they happily sent Avondel and Palos away, and chattered that they would place more tributes at the feet of Avondel's scarecrow in the future.

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On the way back to the hotel, Palos was exceptionally silent, and finally Evandel spoke first: "Don't you want to say something?"

Palos looked a little depressed and said: "...Thank you for bringing me here and helping me solve a puzzle that has been in my heart for a long time. I never thought before that goblins are not as different from humans as they are stupid. What a difference. That excommunicated Templar did the right thing, I used to... kill a lot of goblins."

Evandel did not expect that the first thought of Palos would be guilt, he said dumbfoundedly: "You will definitely not kill ordinary villagers and babies among humans, right, so what will you do if you encounter human robbers? ? Goblin bandits are no nobler than human bandits, kill as soon as you kill them, don’t worry about it.”

The guilt and regret that Palos had just had were cured by him with one sentence: "You are right...thank you."

"Don't thank me all the time, as if we have a very strange relationship." Evandel said, "Your mentor is right. There is no standard answer to this matter. Everyone will have their own opinions. I will guide you I am not here to hope that you will take 'don't kill little goblins' as the correct answer to this question. Things in this world are not divided according to right or wrong, justice or evil. The truth is, every choice has corresponding consequences, and it’s hard to say which one is the best.”

"But how can it be said that there is no right or wrong? Earth savvy can live in harmony with humans. If it weren't for the church's definition of them as evil species, they wouldn't be beaten by everyone, and they could only live in the wilderness and rely on robbery to survive. Health." After talking about it, Palos was still a little guilty, and added, "Isn't it?"

"You haven't read the article about goblins in my encyclopedia, have you?" Evandel said, "Goblins multiply too fast, and they have been a huge trouble for humans since ancient times. It is not from the church that they are declared evil. The goblins here are harmless to humans, just a special case under special circumstances."

"...I really haven't read it, can you explain it?" Palos frankly admitted his ignorance.

"When I helped the nameless Templar Knight, I was not moved by his kindness, but to verify a theory of mine. For this reason, I thought of many ways to solve the problem of long-term survival of goblins, such as letting them live in this remote place. No matter which country is too lazy to settle down, the mines here allow them to do some physical work that doesn't require a mind, and there is nothing around them to steal or plunder. They can only cooperate with humans and exchange work with humans for food I also taught the goblin patriarch how to manage his own tribe, let them kill the goblins who hurt people and steal so as not to cause other goblins to follow suit, and gave every female goblin who gave birth to the first child some kind of herb to prevent further reproduction , otherwise the mother goblins can give birth to three or four in one litter, and one litter a year, and after a few generations, they will be so hungry that they will eat all the mine workers. After doing so many things, this batch of goblins has become harmless to humans My partner, if he hadn’t met me, what would happen to the little goblin he saved with his own future and reputation, and whether he would go back to the old path of murder and looting, no one can guarantee.”

"...Yes." Palos responded softly. He understood Avandel's intentions. The mage hoped to teach him a way of thinking that was completely different from the church's black and white, simple and rigid logic. Impossible to learn quickly, but still happy because of the thought Avondel put into him.

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When they returned to the village, Old John had already prepared the goods. Unfortunately, anything could only be loaded into the storage space through the hands of the mage, and no one else could do it for him, even though Evandel opened Putting the pockets on the bottom and continuing, he used the method of taking half and throwing from high to low to save energy. After loading so many ore ingots in a short period of time, he still felt muscle soreness.

After loading and paying, he didn't even stay overnight, but continued on his way before it was dark.

Two hours later, when it was almost too dark to see, they stopped to camp and rest.

Phils, who has exceptionally good night vision, does most of the camping, which brings him back to whining and whining.

"Are you afraid that Rafazi will come after him again? In fact, there is no need to be so careful." Fiers seemed to have completely forgotten that his assassination skills were no threat to the armored Knights Templar. In fact, he said with a relaxed face, "If he still dares to come, we will take the opportunity to kill him."

"He took his life back with great difficulty. Before he figured out why I was able to cast spells within the range of the holy words of exorcism, I thought he would not dare to appear in front of me easily again." Evandel said, "I'm so anxious to get on the road, I just don't want to cause trouble to the mine. I don't know when they will cast a spell to track my location. If I stay in this place for too long, they will definitely think of the only mine nearby. .”

"So how on earth did you cast spells within the scope of the Holy Word of Exorcism?" Fiers directly asked the doubts in his heart.

"Do you want to know? Just right, I also want to do some more practice." Evandel told the former Templar, "Palos, use your holy words of exorcism."

Palos froze for a moment: "I'm sorry...I can't do it."

"What did you say?"

Palos bit his lip and said the painful fact: "I have lost the power of the Holy Light."

Evandel said in surprise: "This shouldn't be... you try again?"

"I've tried many times, but the Holy Light didn't answer my prayers at all." Palos lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the hilt of his sword. It can be said that the loss of the power of the Holy Light made him sad and puzzled the most. A little bit, even more than the betrayal of the mentor and the atrocities of the Knights Templar against him, "After all, I betrayed the church. Maybe it is for this reason that the Holy Light abandoned me."

"Don't be discouraged. After Festantis' research, it is found that the power of the holy light can be stored in a specific container just like magic. Even if the God of Light refuses to give you power, you can still get the power of the holy light from the magic container. Power, and I happen to have such a container." The mage reached into his backpack and took out a necklace with many gemstones on the pendant, "This is it, put this amulet on your body, and you can be like the past Use the power of the Holy Light as well."

"...Can it still be like this?" Palos always felt that this was a bit inconsistent with the magic knowledge he had learned in the past, but there would be no loss if he just tried it. He obediently took the amulet and hung it around his neck, and then He drew out the sword and put the tip of the sword down on the ground, knelt down on one knee with the hilt in both hands, made the most standard prayer posture, and muttered the holy words of exorcism silently.

Maybe it was because he was serious enough this time, or maybe the amulet really worked, Palos felt the familiar power gradually filling his body, and the holy words of exorcism finally worked.