The paladin squeezed over from the middle of the table full of alcoholics. His toned thighs attracted the attention of all the people, but none of them dared to reach out and touch them. The tavern waitress looked at her with envious eyes. At that moment, she was the biggest dream of these young girls.

"Hello, I am Heroul, the paladin of Iomede. Are you Mr. Druid who just entered the city today?"

Zhao Mai stood up politely when she came over. At this time, he pointed to the seat that was vacant after the dwarf Sok left, "Please sit, Knight Heroul, my name is Mike, he is indeed a druid."

When the Paladin walked in, the sound of the tavern had become much quieter, and most of the attention was focused on Zhao Mai's table. Hairoul attracted a lot of attention, but when the name "Mike" appeared, the audience took a breath. "That's Mike? The teacher of the dwarf Soke?" "Cater destroyer?" "Hero of Neibo Town?"

The siege of Neibo Town ended. When everyone was cleaning the battlefield, they discovered Ramashtu's blood sacrifice array. Only then did they realize that they had walked around the gates of hell. If Mike had not crashed the catapult and led the adventurers to counterattack, when the night came, the front line that everyone relied on for their lives would inevitably collapse. Everyone wanted to express their gratitude, but Mike did not appear at the celebration banquet. He left silently, leaving many legends.

"Mr. Mike, please accept our greetings!" "Yes, I have a drink for you!" The atmosphere in the tavern became lively, and everyone raised their glasses, and Zhao Mai also raised their glasses to drink with everyone.

"By the way, can you ask the Dwarf Blacksmith shop to sell some weapons? Even if it is not a musket or a sword, we are all looking forward to it!" After drinking a cup, many people expressed this meaning.

"I work hard, I work hard." Zhao Mai could only agree in this way.

Hairoul raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "It seems that you are still very famous in the town! Can you tell me why this is?"

"Please sit down, ma'am, I don't think you came here to listen to my bragging." Zhao Mai moved the wine glasses piled up by the dwarfs to the side, and then asked earnestly: "What do you want to drink? Ale, fruit wine or spirits?"

"Just milk is good, goat milk is good, thank you for your hospitality." Hairoul was not polite and replied bluntly. "I have eaten, so there is no need to worry about this."

"Well, that's fine." Zhao Mai carefully looked at the face of the female paladin, trying to find traces of plastic surgery from it. This is a beautiful face with a very personal characteristics, and at the same time, it can make people feel exquisite beauty, coordinated beauty and unique beauty. It is definitely not the kind of artificial beauty that can be used to play "Lianlian" or "Everyone comes to find fault". In addition to beauty, the body language expressed in her posture also makes people feel comfortable, neither the indifference that keeps people from thousands of miles away, nor the flattery that goes a long way. Maybe it can be summarized with comfort, or like the spring breeze.

Anyway, Zhao Mai felt that he was bathing in the spring breeze and wanted to stay with the Paladin of Heroul for a while. "Is there anything I can serve you?"

"Oh, that's it. A group of seven of us, when we heard the evil priests of Ramashtu, the mother of monster, appear to destroy the peace and peace in the northern region, we came to eradicate it. The goddess instructed us that we needed to find the assistance of a great druid to achieve our goal better. We have been inquiring in nearby villages and towns for a long time, only knowing that there is a druid community called the Infinite Walker in the Farmer Forest, and we are worried about how to pass. At this moment, we heard that a druid entered Nebo Town, so I came to seek your wisdom in particular."

"To be honest, I don't know the situation in the north either. The druid elders I know are limited to the Farmer Forest." Zhao Mai said: "I am actually a member of the Infinite Walker community. I left the community temporarily for personal reasons. After I came back this time, I just heard about what happened in the Farmer Forest. I was actually worried about how to go back. I really want to help you Expedition Knights, but it's really a pity."

"How do you know the Expedition Knight? How much do you know about my god?" Heroul blinked and asked.

"Uh... Iomede's Paladin has an advanced profession called the successor's Expedition Knight. Don't you know this?" Zhao Mai looked at Green, who shook his head and expressed his ignorance sincerely. "Actually, I don't know much. Iomede was once a mortal, born in Cerias, and was once a paladin of Arazni. Later, during the Star Stone Trial, he completed the mission excellently, ignited the divine fire, and replaced the dead Arazni as the left and right hand of the great god Orodon. After that, Orodon died suddenly, and Iomede inherited most of Orodon..."

As Zhao Mai spoke, he felt that the surroundings became quiet. Only then did he realize that Green and Hairoul were staring at him in surprise. "What's wrong?" Zhao Mai was a little puzzled: "I should have said nothing wrong, right?"

Green shook his head hard and said, "I...I don't know if you are right or wrong. This shouldn't be the problem?"

Heroul nodded and echoed: "I have only heard some of what you said, and it is definitely not as detailed and affirmative as you said. And can you be sure, is God Oroden dead?"

"Yes, it should be dead. But it's not ruled out that he will be resurrected." Zhao Mai gradually understood what he had done.

For him, this knowledge was nothing more than the background material of the world of Graleone, printed in black and white in books or spreading on the Internet. It involved many stories of gods, even the secrets of many gods, which were secrets of secrets for the indigenous people of Graleone. Perhaps some high-level priests could ask about these news, and perhaps some teachers collected knowledge about history and gods, but this should never be accessible to a low-level druid.

"Have you been to our main temple?" Hairoul leaned sideways and was closer to Zhao Mai. The vitality exuded by her body is different from the natural force, but it still makes Zhao Mai feel close and attractive.

Zhao Mai shook his head, and Hairoul continued to ask: "I'll test you, what are the battle calls for us knights?"

"Toward victory and toward heart?"

"What are our special abilities unlike other Paladins?"

"Are you talking about the successor's magic spell or the ability of the Sword of Judgment?" Zhao Mai blurted out without hesitation.

Green noticed something was wrong and quickly lifted Zhao Mai from under the table. Zhao Mai scratched his head, but still didn't understand. The Knight Hairoul felt the movements of the two boys under the table and explained to Green with a smile: "Don't worry, I did not exert any bad influence on your friends."

"Then why is he confused? What do he ask and answer?" Green's hand quietly reached down and touched the musket hidden on his back.

Zhao Mei grabbed him and shook his head at him. "I'm sure Ms. Heroul did not cast spells. Her paladin level is 7, which is not enough to support her to omit the movements and language components of spell casting. She is just more charming and makes people feel involuntarily close. Goddess Iomede is the most jealous of all gods. She will not allow her paladin to control or modify the will of others. You can rest assured."

The Paladin Heroul spread his hands and said, "I didn't ask Mr. Mike about his own secret, I'm just confirming something."

Green frowned, still very alert. "What's the matter?" he asked.

“Ask about who the big druid is.”
Chapter completed!