Henry was surprised to hear this question, but he replied:

"If it weren't for your accent, you didn't have the taste of Matt at all, I'm afraid I would think you were the Folite of that family."

On the next journey, Henry talked indecisively, and Moore added a few sentences from time to time. It turned out that the Frites family of the Audan Empire was very famous and claimed to be the "cradle of the paladin". For some reason, every few generations of this family, a talented paladin will appear, either serving the church or holding a senior position in the palace.

Logically speaking, such a family is naturally powerful. Strangely, such outstanding characters do not appear in every generation, and they will only appear in a few decades at regular intervals. Besides this paladin, the rest of the Folit family are mediocre people, so when they appear, they will fade quickly. Such a heritage has been around for a thousand years. Speaking of which, the last paladin appeared was a hundred years ago.

This deed is widely circulated on the mainland, and there is even a idiom "The Paladin of the Folitic Family - a rare and unacceptable life in a century". The Folitic Family is doing business in Matt City and lives an indecent but comfortable life.

As the two young people described, the memory of the monk's ex-owner of the body emerged little by little, especially when talking about the Paladin who was rare in a century, Huigang felt a heavy bitterness spread from the deepest part of his mind, "Another generation of mediocrity," Folite's parents touched his head and said.

These may be the source of the predecessor's misconduct, but from the descriptions on the other hand, the incident that insulted the candidate for the Saint should have been jointly blocked by the official government of the church and Matt. After all, it is not a glorious thing that the Paladin's candidate attempts to have evil intentions against the candidate for the Saint.

When he returned to the hotel, Huigang asked the foreman for a pot of milk. After saying goodbye to the two people, he walked into his room. The walnut furniture, exquisite decorations and gorgeous fabrics are now the place where monks live. I don’t know how much better they are than the hotels they lived on the way. The monks didn’t notice these at all.

The wing lion Xiao Hair Ball was sleeping soundly on the pillow in the room, and the sound of the door opening did not alarm it. Because of the strange performance, Xiao Hair Ball was kept at the insistence of the female elf Jiani, and now it is a monk to feed it.

Maoqian curled up and curled under the pillowcase. Huigang was suddenly awakened when she sat on the head of the bed with milk. Seeing that the monk seemed quite afraid of drilling under the pillowcase, until he brought out the milk, the little winged lion hesitated for a while before slowly crawling on the edge of the milk basin, sticking out his tongue and licking it.

The monk looked at the cute little winged lion in front of him and couldn't help but reach out and stroke it a few times. But what he didn't expect was that the holy power of the heart that was sent and received on weekdays actually caused a sense of light, and his hand radiated slightly. Huigang was shocked and hurriedly controlled it to avoid any harm to the little lion.

A white light appeared on the body of the little winged lion's fur ball, and it seemed that the monk's stroking was very comfortable, and the whimpering sound made there. Huigang's heart moved at this moment, and he used the so-called "fluctuations" he learned the day before yesterday. He felt that the power on the little lion was actually quite similar to the so-called holy power on his body.

He couldn't help but slowly and gently release the holy power. The little lion changed his previous look of shrinking in front of the monk and drank the milk. He flew to Huigang's shoulders and rubbed his little head against the monk's cheek, which was very intimate.

Huigang felt a little itchy on her face and couldn't help laughing. Her unhappy mood suddenly became much more relaxed.

The next day, Lan Qi's official came to Huigang's residence and asked the monk what his requirements were. Huigang was not polite. He knew that there was no stable source of income in his future life, so he directly said that he was short of money. According to the regular procedures, after the officials who expressed their gratitude came, the parties involved always expressed humility and gave in before they could be formal.

The monk was so direct in asking for money, but Lan Qi had always been rich and didn't care about these money. He immediately issued a note of three thousand gold coins. However, Huigang only took five hundred gold coins. The confused official also asked:

"Enough, I'm just taking what I need."

In Huigang's plan, after a few days of visiting the city of Lanqi, he then returned along the original path, looking for a secluded place to temporarily live in seclusion and practice Buddhism by himself.

In the next few days, Huigang and two young people around him visited the Maya City under the leadership of the reception officials of the Lanqi Principality. This prosperous city gave the monks a lot of knowledge, saw all kinds of strange races such as orcs, taurs, and also learned about the various organizations of the Mercenary Guild in this world through the explanation of the guide and his intentional or unintentional inquiries.

The monk always wanted to say goodbye to the girl before leaving, but every time he asked the official in charge of the reception, he was always rejected for various reasons. Huigang felt a little regretful, but he also understood that since Fei'er became a princess, she would naturally have her own life. If she was involved with her former relatives or the environment, it would be detrimental to her future.

Four days later, the monk decided to leave Maya City in the Duchy of Lanqi. He first entrusted Lanqi's officials to bring his greetings to the little girl. After tidying up his luggage in the room, he meditated there and entered into meditation. Strangely, the little winged lion fur ball, which had been very intimate with him these days, did not sleep as hard as usual at night, but seemed very anxious. He flew around in the room, and Huigang couldn't figure out what was except for it.

I remembered the sound of knocking on the door outside. Huigang was a little puzzled. Who else would come here at this time? When I opened the door, I saw that there was a strange young woman outside.

"Female donor, have you gone to the wrong place?"

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