Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

The commotion was not noticed by the team that walked far away. Probably only Kevin himself knew when the spell took effect. Etjaye was able to judge Kevin's spell, but he didn't know the exact time it took effect——

The paladins didn't notice it, but Kevin and Etjaye seemed to think that Yalan knew everything, but he chose not to know about many things.

They followed the crowd and gathered outside the gate of the fortress. The style of the entire fortress is very casual. It has four eye-catching mage towers, towering into the sky, shining with the glorious trajectory of the magic circle running all year round. From a distance, it seems to be some kind of obsidian. The row upon row of buildings in the city is a collection of all the architectural styles in the world. If you read it correctly, there seems to be a very gorgeous building that looks like the work of the city elves... The gate The style is also very weird, for example, the general city will not carve different flowers on both sides of the same door, let alone half the walls are black and half white.

"This used to be the holy land of mages. Although it has now developed into a large and prosperous city and is no longer the exclusive territory of mages, the style here is established by the original casters. Free, casual, and free from any thoughts. It will be blocked." Yalan explained to Et Gaya.

In this way, Etjaya will understand. Creatures like mages have something to do with self-willedness. Do you expect them to build a fortress with a unified and harmonious style that looks majestic?You can find out by visiting the Reina Yaruo Master Academy. They will even build the road into the lake after repairing it.

There are many people crowded outside the gate of the fortress, and they can't even get too close.

"So what's going on here?"

The crowd was bustling, and a message came from the front:

"It is said that the royal family of Oslant was attacked by assassins on the same day as the main hall of the temple, so the routine inspection of the fortress has been strengthened."

Everyone was talking about it, and the expressions of the paladins were extremely exciting, so the attack was real?The head priest Dining, who was pretending to be old and sullen all the time, looked dumbfounded and turned to look at Yalan.

In contrast, Yalan was very calm. No matter what time he looked, he seemed much calmer than the others around him. Etjaye thought this might be his occupational disease?

"I'm afraid we'll need to pitch a tent outside the city for the night," he said. "The number of people ahead is more frightening than a celebration."

——His psychology was still a little affected, Et Gaya snickered, holding a celebration is a terrible thing, is this the real thought of the high priest?

Sure enough, they waited outside the city until nightfall, and the passing pedestrians took up a place to rest on the spot. Some business-minded caravans began to sell food and wine. A group of dwarves obviously wanted to transport the special product of the dwarves, black fire. The wine went to the capital, but because it was blocked outside the fortress, it simply set up a stall and hawked it loudly.

The paladins ate their marching rations silently. The others were not so conscious and were willing to endure hardships and stand hard work. Phil was already the first to rush up to line up for drinks.

Anlei yelled behind him: "That's black fire wine! You drink less for me, try to get drunk and try not to roast you into a roast pig!"

——This made Et Gaya, who was going to buy wine, instantly stunned, remembering the tragic experience of being forced to talk nonsense by Yalan in the tavern.

...Why do I feel more and more overwhelmed by elves?

But watching Kevin lead Phil and the others to drink so happily, he still felt itchy.He leaned on Yalan's shoulder and asked softly, "Are all of you elves never drunk?"

"No, in fact, only the wine brewed by plants is acceptable, not the black fire wine of the dwarves." Yalan replied, pointing to another elf in the team by the way—

——Falling Star was stepping on the lap of a paladin, singing some strange hymn of the elves loudly, but unfortunately, because his tongue was so big from drinking, even Yalan didn't realize what was being sung which paragraph.

There are still gusts of cold wind blowing in the valley in spring. Although the plants in the southern mountains are green all year round, at night, the cold air still permeates everyone's fingertips. She skillfully carried back a large bundle of firewood, and was about to start a fire. Anleil, who was drunk, pushed them away boldly, and a big fireball exploded at once. The collapsing sparks will bring disaster to the whole area.

——The other travelers around booed and cheered, and Anlei waved like a queen, adding fuel to the fire.

Kevin was also holding a glass of wine and drank it sips. Shadowmoon was born with Dionysian skills, so he successfully misled the mercenary trio. Blackfire wine is a special product of dwarves, and it is not sold in any tavern. They came to the wrong conclusion that this ale is not a big deal because they watched Kevin drink it vigorously. Otherwise, they wouldn't drink it when they needed to guard the necromancer, even if they were surrounded by a circle of paladins.

——Paladin Molaila had to push Anleil to the ground with her hands, otherwise this woman would wash everyone's face with a big fireball, and men would not be treated so well. Phil was directly knocked to the ground by the paladins, Fortunately, Falling Star just sang and didn't do anything violent, so he was saved from being knocked out, but Falling Star's song was really... All the paladins showed their resolute faces as if they were being tested by the God of Light. After hearing a few words, Etgaya , directly dragged Yalan away, and hid in the distance.

Then, Etjaye finally couldn't hold back and got two glasses of wine, and handed them to Yalan with a very calm expression.

Yalan seemed to be very relieved of the subordinates of the temple. They guarded the goods vigilantly. All of them did not drink alcohol and had a lot of experience. They quickly assigned their respective defensive positions and duty time. Another priest, Di Ning was arranged to go to bed and rest, while Yalan and Etgaya sat chatting a little far away with wine.

Sitting idle in the field outside the gate of a magnificent fortress like this, surrounded by similarly blocked travelers, is actually a very novel experience.

The night sky in spring still gives people a slightly cold feeling, but drinking a sip of wine is like swallowing a flame and burning it recklessly. Etgaya enjoys this feeling very much. If you see Yalan for the first time It was just superficially wanting to have a blast, but now he thinks that just sitting quietly is also very pleasant.

Of course, it would be perfect if Yalan could divert his attention from some missions, temples, etc., and concentrate on talking to him.

"The chances of encountering an assassin in the temple is not high, this should be a smoke bomb." Yalan said while drinking.

"Hmm..." Et Gaya kept nodding his head perfunctorily. After hearing this, he woke up and retorted, "But didn't you say that you really met an assassin?"

"They're all third-rate assassins!" Yalan blinked, "Most first-rate assassins don't accept orders to assassinate the clergy of the main hall, and they don't accept orders from the court with dirty intentions, so those who want to kill on a whim Nobles who are silenced by priests, what kind of high-level assassins can they hire?"

Et Gaya: "Wait, I have a question... What is a high-level assassin in your eyes?"

Speaking of this, Yalan excitedly snapped her fingers and counted: "Like Blood Rose, Ye Lily, and Broken Sword..."

"Stop!" Etjaye covered his face, "You're talking about a legendary assassin! That Blood Rose who slaughtered the whole house of Prince Regent Leo in one night? According to the legend, it's not even rumored whether he is a man or a woman! Ye Lily? It is said that he is a dark elf? He only kills the ones he wants to kill, and the ones he doesn’t want to kill. He takes the money and kills the client directly. Are they all assassins of this level?"

"If you haven't reached this level, how could you succeed in assassinating the high priest?" Yalan replied with a smile.

Etjaye looked at him deeply: "...Actually, even reaching this level, you probably won't be able to succeed."

"Ah, thank you for your compliment." Yalan happily drank the rest of the wine in the glass, and then went to drink another glass when Et Gaya was enlightened.

Etgaya's fragile nerves were hit again. He pointed to the wine glass in Yalan's hand and asked, "...You... Didn't you say that only plant wine can keep you from getting drunk?" He whispered After moving his fingers, the alcohol made him feel a little numb.

Yalan nodded: "You asked if elves can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. I said only plant wine is acceptable, but you didn't ask me! A single elf and the whole should be counted separately, right?"

Etjaye looked at him, choked for a moment, thought for a long time, but couldn't help laughing heartily.

"Yalan, really, I admire you the most in the whole world!"

However, Yalan was taken aback when she heard this, and then laughed after a long time.

"To be honest, there are many people in this world who admire me because I am the high priest."

…But no one has called him Yalan directly for a long time, so that it seems like he heard a strange name. Usually, people call him Mr. Priest, or Your Excellency the High Priest.

"Oh... Speaking of which, I didn't know you were the High Priest when we met." Etjaye said, "But with the current situation going on, even if you tell me that you are actually a dark elf someday, I might not know you." It wouldn't be too surprising."

Who would have thought that this sentence made Yalan stunned for a longer time, so long that Etjaya suspected that he had mastered the petrification technique unconsciously?

But Yalan laughed again, and he whispered, "Is that really the case?"