Chenhai Town.

Fishman Inn.

Tonight, a Saint Apostle Paladin came to the hotel. Whether among the Aboriginal people or among the player group, Paladin is a rare group of pros.

The paladin must be a good camp of orderly and kindness, paying attention to purity and dedication, and vowing to abide by the law. If the paladin deliberately commits a crime and violates the code of conduct, he will lose his special ability of his profession. At this time, the paladin can choose to continue to fall or embark on the road of atonement.

The civilians in the middle and lower levels have always welcomed the paladins, believing that the paladin would firmly stand on the side of the civilians. So when the dwarf owner of the Fishman Inn heard that the paladin was going to stay in the hotel, he immediately arranged the best room on the second floor for him.

Number 10.

It is only separated from Room 12.

The paladin had just walked up the stairs when another priest in a white cloak came in from the hotel.

"Hi."

The dwarf boss recognized the priest and greeted kindly after the counter: "Pastor Charles, you didn't have supper, are you? If you need it, I can ask York to send a meal to your room."

York is the store's servant.

"Thank you."

Charles touched his stomach and felt a sense of hunger. The change in the dwarf boss's attitude mainly lies in the golden-feathered owl at noon.

At that time, the sheriff bowed to him and apologized with cold sweat on his face. Even a fool could tell that the identity of the golden-feathered owl was not simple. Some onlookers heard the name Maibius Raul, and it was inferred that the owl might be the magic pet of a certain master of the Raul family. There were rumors about this Holy Origin pastor scattered among the indigenous people of Chenhai Town.

"That paladin..." Charles glanced at the stairwell and felt that the paladin's aura was not right.

"Oh, he lives in the hotel, I arranged him in Room 10."

The dwarf boss laughed loudly.

Charles nodded and said goodbye to the dwarf boss, followed the paladin's butt and walked up to the second floor. As he pushed the door and was about to enter Room 12, the paladin, who was several meters away from him, cast an unknown glance.

Unexpectedly, Eufe took the quicksand with his fingertips and left with the female dwarf Herira.

The room was empty.

After scanning the room for a while, Charles quickly walked towards the bed, pulled out the big box under the bed, and opened it and saw the picture frame wrapped in heavy black cloth, and then his heart was slightly relaxed.

"I'll go to Tivanton tomorrow and sacrifice this ghost thing."

"There is a shortcut path that almost reaches Tivanton in a straight line, but you have to cross a hilly area halfway through, which is the tail end of the Storm Horn Mountains. I heard that goblins and orcs often appear... It's good to go along the way, so I'll try my best."

Shire thought to himself while returning the big box to the bottom of the bed.

The sense of crisis brought to him by the black-robed mage Longsa at noon is still in his heart, just like a sword of Damocles, forcing him to be cautious.

I'm afraid I can't go offline today. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep well.

After a while, the hotel helped York deliver dinner.

After filling his stomach, Charles sat at the only round table in the room, took out the book "Iron Star Flow" at the oil lamp, and continued to study this martial arts book.

“Reading progress: 3%…”

"Occupation: Civilian Lv10(max)/Pastor Lv6(18850/32000)."

“Iron Star Flow: Lv1(211/1000).”

Last night, a battle in the Lizard Swamp not only gained 10,000 experience points, but the training experience of [Iron Star Flow] unknowingly soared by more than 100 points.

Judging from the current reading progress, Charles thinks that [Iron Star Flow] Lv10 is the pinnacle. Level 1, Level 3, Level 6, and Level 9. It may be the node for the promotion of martial arts genre expertise.

Now that we have equipped the fully awakened "Ioan Stone", our power attributes have been added, so Shire naturally wants to develop more in terms of combat expertise.

late at night.

The hotel lobby and aisle were pitch black.

Tyro, wearing a black cloak, melted into the darkness, gently pushed open the door of Room 10 and stepped onto the aisle.

The Fishman Inn is not big, with only more than twenty rooms. The paladin walked around a few times and threw a few more [Detection of Evil] spells, so Tyro felt it was not difficult to find that dark holy object.

It’s a bit difficult to lock it through the wall. But just know the approximate range.

"Dark Guard..."

Thinking of the advance promise of the mage Longsa, a sense of desire and passion appeared in Tailo's eyes. He had been waiting for this opportunity for too long. He is now on the road to depravity and cannot turn back.

You must seize this item, no matter who you are blocking in front of you!

Taylor clenched his fist hard, walked quietly to the end of the aisle, and threw out a [Detection of Evil] spell every three or four meters from Room 1.

The weapons that killed countless lives, as well as the Aboriginal Adventurers in the room, were all emitting a slight red light. Tyro shook his head and continued to move forward.

No. 2, No. 4, No. 8...

As the numbers on the door sign changed, Tyro's mood gradually became heavier. Could it be that the man left with the dark holy relics?

Cormier is so big, how can he find someone?

"No. 12!" Taylor's face changed and took a few steps forward, glanced at the door number, remembering the player priest I met not long ago, and moved his mind, narrowed the scope and threw out the [Detection of Evil] spell.

Swish!

In an instant, red light soared into the sky!

Tailor became rigid like a stone statue, with an angry and stuttering look on his face.

This is the first time using [Detection of Evil] to discover such a terrible source of evil. Even in the dirtiest and darkest "Skull Port" dungeon in Deep Water City, where there is a dark area, there is no such strong evil spirit!

It's definitely this thing!

Tyro turned into surprise. He was already on the road to depravity, and the Paladin code naturally could not restrain him. But at the same time, he also lost some abilities.

“【Dark Vision】!”

Taylor suppressed the impulse in his heart, first took out a bottle of "Dark Vision" potion and drank it. The darkness around him quickly faded in his eyes.

Even if the priest inside did not go offline and the battle broke out, Tyro was sure to win.

The first is hierarchy suppression.

He has 10 profession levels, 99% of the players exceeding Cormier. Then now there is a raid, plus alchemy throwing props, Tyro feels that he can easily solve the battle without having to break out in hand-to-hand combat.

With a flip of his hand, a dark green strong acid bottle appeared in the palm of the paladin.

Of course, the wooden doors of the hotel cannot prevent professional kicks.

A cold light flashed in Tailo's pupils, and he suddenly broke into the door. Almost at the same time, he found a figure reading a book at the round table against the oil lamp, and without thinking, he threw out a strong acid bottle there!

If it hits a fatal part like the head, the strong acid bottle can also kill with one blow. Tailo will use the strong acid bottle to kill a petrified cow underground.

"Swoosh"

When the strong acid bottle was thrown out, the priest at the table suddenly raised his head, and the wooden holy emblem that had been holding in the palm of his right hand was already glowing.

“——【Entropy Light Shield】!"

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Chapter completed!