When it was gray and dawn, Yilin had already left the Lion King Capital with her large army for more than ten kilometers.

The continuous troops walk on the earth.

People in the villages along the way walked out of their houses to watch. There were women holding children and elderly people with crutches. They were just watching quietly. There was no expression or sound, but the gaze was enough to make every soldier unable to raise his head.

After half a year, Baicheng Group finally evacuated the Lion King Capital on its entire line. Although the number of their troops has doubled compared to before, it feels like they are defeated, and everyone is dejected.

"Why did we just leave like this? We have so many people who can completely control the Lion King Capital."

“Because the Paladins do not allow us to use violence against the people.”

"Are those people counting? They have all thrown stones to the Paladins, and they still have to tolerate them?"

"As long as you kill a few, they will definitely be quiet!"

"Shut up! We are the Paladin's army! This is not a question we should discuss! We do whatever the Paladin says!"

"Yes~" the soldiers answered reluctantly, stretching their voices.

Everyone was in a downturn because they lost a war that could not be lost under normal logic.

Bob, who was sitting behind Kalma, blinked his big eyes and asked Elin: "Will we come back?"

"I don't know." Yilin replied softly, "Are you reluctant to let it go?"

Bob blinked his eyes and looked in the direction of the Lion King Capital, and hesitated, "The brothers' tombs are all in the Lion King Capital. I'm afraid no one will offer them flowers in the future."

As he said that, he seemed to think of something, and quickly filled up a tender smile and changed his words: "But I am very happy to go to Baicheng. Really, I am the entourage of the Paladin, and I should go wherever the Paladin goes."

Yilin gently touched his head.

"Don't you want the throne?"

"Don't want to." Bob shook his head and said, "The Paladin's entourage will not be greedy for power."

Yilin smiled with relief.

...

The sunlight fell obliquely, shining on the dense woods.

Gray rode a horse and walked away. In addition to his own horse, he also led Andrew's horse.

From afar, Gray couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because he saw that Shelley had returned to its original state.

From a distance, Shelley was also stunned for a moment, because she saw Andrew sitting behind Gray with her hands tied up. She recognized the other party as the blood elf who forced her to drink the potion.

"Your curse is lifted (are you okay)?"

The two of them asked almost at the same time, but were both stunned again.

Andrew behind him rolled his eyes and said, "The potion is only useful at night and will automatically return to its original state during the day."

"Why are you using such a strange potion?" Vivian asked Andrew in his mind.

"Because the moment of change is the most shocking. If it fails once, it will be beneficial to us if it changes a few times."

"You should make a potion that only demons can unlock, so that it will be stimulating!"

"If I could do potions that only demons could unlock, they would not be taken down by you." Andrew replied dejectedly.

Grey loosened the reins and got off the horse.

Shelley flew into Gray's arms and hugged Gray tightly. He pressed his face against the cold armor and smiled sweetly with his eyes closed, but he felt a warm feeling.

The two little vampires next to them sighed helplessly.

Grey took out the antidote given by Catherine: "Drink this and it won't change in the future."

"Hey, I thought I wouldn't change in the future, and I still have to take medicine..." Shelley looked embarrassed, but she still took the bottle. Unlocked the lid, and a pungent smell immediately emanated. Shelley's eyebrows frowned even more: "Can you not drink it?"

"No, I have to drink it before I will not change in the future." Gray replied.

"Okay." Shelley took a deep breath, pinched his nose and drank it down. After drinking, he kept sticking out his tongue.

"How is it? How does it feel?" Gray asked quickly.

"Just... spicy, so spicy." Shelley said aggrievedly, and somehow suddenly smiled and hugged him again: "But it doesn't matter. I'll drink it no matter how bad it is. I'll drink the poison too."

"Is that OK?" Gray asked Catherine.

"It's OK." Catherine's voice rang in Gray's mind.

Under the rising sun, they rode their horses, and they were all... I don't know how many people they counted. In short, four horses and four horses began to sway to the south. Andrew was undoubtedly the worst in the center of everyone.

"Why are you tied up?" Shelley sat in front of Grema and asked in a low voice: "I mean, why not find a place to throw him away?"

"Because he said he wanted to be my servant, but I didn't trust him very much." Grey replied.

"Ah? Do you want to take this disgusting guy as a servant?" Shelley looked disgusted.

"Hey hey hey, what are you talking about? You actually said I was a disgusting guy?" Andrew got angry.

"Isn't it?" Shelley's eyes widened and confronted Andrew.

"Okay, I am, I am. You can do whatever you want." Helplessly, Andrew had to stop looking at her.

As a beautiful man from the Blood Elf clan, this is the first time that he has been said by a human woman. Obviously, there is something wrong with this woman's aesthetic taste.

She gave Andrew a blank look and asked Gray in a low voice: "Where are we going now?"

"Go back to White City. I have ordered Carl and the others to escort everyone back to White City. We all go back to White City together and bring Bob with us."

"Okay, the Lion King is not a good place, and I never want to come again."

"The main reason is that I have not made any reforms."

"It's not your fault, it's those people who are too stupid." Shelley said angrily, pouting, "Those guys actually throw stones at you."

"It's my fault that the Holy Spirit never complains about his people's stupidity, right? We should face it with a tolerant heart. If they don't understand, we should educate them instead of complaining or ridicule. It was because I didn't do it well that led to this result. However, with this experience, I will be more cautious next time and there will definitely be no problems."

"There's another time..." Shelley was shocked.

"Progress is always produced in failures again and again. We should not let setbacks block our way. As long as we don't give up, we will not fail, right?"

"All right……"

Looking at the rising sun, Gray whispered: "But before that, I have to find a way to solve the problem of food. That was caused by my mistake, and I cannot ignore it anyway. The Holy Spirit will not abandon humans, nor will I leave them behind. The retreat is only temporary. We will return to Baicheng first, and then I will go to various countries to find ways to support food and overcome difficulties."

"You are on missions to various countries... can I follow you?" Shelley asked in a low voice with his eyes wide open.

“It will be very hard.”

"I'm not afraid of hard work, I'm afraid... I'm afraid you'll be kidnapped." Shelley said angrily: "The capitals of all countries must be full of little sluts who want to hook up with you. It's so scary, I have to stay by your side. Otherwise, I won't even sleep well."

"Okay." Gray said helplessly: "Then... I'll take you with you. But this road will be very long, you have to be mentally prepared."

"I'm not afraid of anything with you!" Shelley nodded excitedly and hugged Gray tightly.

The rising sun shines slanted, dispelling the darkness and the coldness of the night.

Everything is like reincarnation. After despair, it is hope and a new beginning. There are always ups and downs in life. The key is, don’t give up, right?

The only one who can defeat himself is himself. At least that's what Gray thinks.

...

At this moment, there are many other people who are also facing the alternation of despair and hope. For example, the author of our "Knight's Guide to Getting Started".

The Lion King who had been crazy all night was still crazy, and the shouts of the excited residents fell into the author's ears, just like the whisper of a demon.

Sitting at his desk and looking at the thick stack of manuscripts, he was in tears.

"Damn it, what should I do? The Paladin's reputation is so bad now that no one will buy his books. Maybe he will be beaten even if he sells his books... I will definitely not be able to get the final payment with the king. Have I written a book in vain?" He scratched his scalp suddenly, and his already messy hair became even more messy.

"Wait! Maybe I can do this and vilify the Paladin! Anyway, it's the story of the Lich Knight, as long as I modify it!" The author screamed in excitement: "I interspersed the Paladin's deeds one by one, turning it into a novel that implies that the Paladin is a Lich! In this way, readers will definitely buy it. Maybe I can win one or two prizes, and the king will be willing to pay the final payment! Hahahaha, I am such a genius! I can definitely sell it! It's OK!"

The small room was filled with the author's traitor, and the unscrupulous author started to create again.

...

Of course, there are also some people's despair, such as His Majesty the King.

The door to the treasury slowly opened, and Benedict II looked at the empty warehouse in amazement. Oh, it's not space yet, after all, there are two gold bars left. However, there are only two.

"Where is my money? Where has my money gone?"

"Your Majesty, all your money has been sent to the poor."

"He has paid off hundreds of years of savings from my Sharp family in just a few months?"

"Although I don't want to say that, but your Majesty, unfortunately, yes, that's it. But don't worry, we still have a huge financial surplus, but unfortunately you have promised to send the monthly financial surplus to the poor."

Benedict II stepped back step by step, his expression a little dazed.

"Not afraid, we still have royal land and land rent! I can use land rent to collect troops! At that time, I will have the final say on how to change the government order?"

"But... Your Majesty." The court chief said embarrassedly: "All the royal land was also distributed to the poor by the Paladins."

"Then what else do I have now?"

"Uh...and the Lion Palace? Maybe we can turn the Lion Palace into a hotel or attraction?"

With a "bang", Benedict II slapped the palace chief in the face: "Get out!"

...

Anyway, it's all.

In June 10754, Grey arrived in the ground world for exactly one year. With the evacuation of the White City Group as a symbol, Isaac ended the brief Paladin era and returned to the royal power. The crisis of the Holy See also suddenly resolved.

Of course, it just seems.

The waves of history roll in, with noise and mockery.

Paladin Grey is growing up, and the sacred seeds have sprouted. This may be more terrifying than evil for the Holy See, which also symbolizes the sacred.

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