In front of Akara's tent at Roger Camp, Akara asked Mo Wen with a little excitement, "You said you have eliminated the monsters in the evil cave?"

Mo Wen nodded, "I think yes, there may be some monster remnants inside, but the leader-level monster has been destroyed by us, and the breath of hell has dropped significantly, so it should no longer be a threat to the camp."

"Is that?" Akara nodded, "I believe two, you have cleared the evil in the cave, won my trust, and responded to my faith in humanity. You will receive the friendship of the nuns, which you deserve."

Akara took out two scrolls from her tent and handed them to Mo Wen and Lilian respectively.

"This is some of the experiences and experiences of Paladins and Amazon warriors before the Monastery. I hope it will be helpful to you."

"Then thank you Sister Akara." Mo Wen was happy in his heart. He thought it would be some magic equipment, but he didn't expect that it would be the experience and experience of these martial arts in the end. This is much better than equipment and can be obtained in the future, but this kind of inheritance is less. You must know that this world has been in war for a long time, and various inheritances are not easy to maintain. Moreover, high-level warriors rarely have time to summarize these things, so the scrolls inherited are considered extremely rare.

Mo Wen and Lilian were both a little excited. Ista after all, it was just a small town. The most powerful one there was a warrior who mastered the third-level martial arts. Although there was a higher level of martial arts inheritance, no one could give advice. Mo Wen was able to find the Paladin's fourth-level combat skills by himself, which made Xisai call the monster. It would be better to get further guidance now. Lilian's fourth-level skill is fine, and the fifth-level paladin skill, Mo Wen has not yet figured out the clue.

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"You are right, that blind old nun has a good thing!" Lilian looked a little happy when she walked towards her tent, but she didn't know what she thought of. She looked at Mo Wen and suddenly made a gesture, "Why don't we go and put her-" Her hand gestured at her neck.

Mo Wen was stunned and then reacted. The barbarians and Amazons are clan races. They advocate strength and pursue strength. They are not bad for the same race, but they can be said to be very cold-blooded to foreign races. The barbarians are not bad at most cruel and violent. Amazons living in the jungle are better at sneak attacks on traps and other things. They have no idea of ​​justice and morality.

He has always lived in a small town in the distance. Influenced by there, Mo Wen has always felt that the barbarians and Amazon are just a little irritable, and they are no different from ordinary people. But now Lilian's performance clearly tells him that he was wrong. Unlike Mo Wen, who has been a mixed-race and changed to the Paladin, Lilian is a pure-blooded Amazon. Moreover, as a genius, she was trained and raised by the older generation of Amazon since she was a child. The Amazon aura can be said to be the strongest in her body. But thinking about it, a girl who can announce Mo Wen is her property at the age of seven, and whoever dares to move will kill whoever her daughter will be. How could she be a good person?

Mo Wen shook his head.

Lilian was a little disappointed, and an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, "Don't you want to?"

"The risk is too great, no one can guarantee where Akara has hidden everything, and our goal is the Dark Wanderer now. If we lose the supply point of Camp Roger, we will have a hard time in the future."

Lilian was stunned, "Is it just because the benefits are not enough?"

"You don't think that I am really like a Paladin, right? I am a mixed race between barbarians and Amazons. I am born with a brutal clan. You and I know that the reason for this action was because the fear demons endangered the entire world and threatened our clans, and to increase glory to our respective races. As for justice, only ordinary people would think so." Mo Wen looked at Lilian as if she was funny.

"That's right." A bright smile suddenly appeared on Lilian's face, as if she had encountered something happy, "But it's a pity that those treasures."

Mo Wen smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, I have a way to let Akara hand over those things obediently in the future."

Lilian suddenly became alert, "You are not allowed to hit that old woman's attention. If you dare, I will kill you and those women!"

"Ha, how is that possible?" Sweat beads oozed out of Mo Wen's head.

"That's good!" Lilian walked away proudly.

Mo Wen shook his head behind her. He was really a little girl. Although his intuition was good, how could he play with him as an old hunter? Lilian was obviously a test just now. She seemed to want to see if Mo Wen could accept the cold blood and cruelty in her bones. Obviously, after living in the town for so many years, she knew that ordinary people could not accept her personality. Mo Wen turned to a paladin who was famous for his dogma, so he had some doubts in his heart. After all, according to the current situation, the two of them had to form a team for a long time. However, Mo Wen's answer obviously satisfied her. As for the conversations later, it was just to scare him. Even if she really did, she would be willing to kill Mo Wen, but it was possible to kill Akara.

What Mo Wen said was not a deception to Lilian. As a person who took it as his mission to steal the origin of the world, the justice of this world had nothing to do with him from the beginning. Although the Paladins of the Sakalam Church initially used a army with faith as a shield, and they fought for the correct belief, this belief itself varies from person to person, otherwise there would not be some monsters of hell and the fallen ones who would master the power of spiritual energy at the same time.

In Mo Wen's eyes, perhaps the pursuit of power is the correct belief. It can even be said that this fanatical pursuit coupled with the inherent skill of genius is the reason why he has made such rapid progress.

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"Tsk," in the tent, Mo Wen looked at the Paladin skill scroll in his hand helplessly. This scroll actually came from the earliest Paladin of Sakalam.

In the mid-twelfth century, the Church of Sakalam rose in the East, and its leader Akarat issued a decree to preach to people in the known world. Therefore, the Church chose its most charming and loyal priests and sent a delegation to the West.

Unfortunately, the church was not prepared for the harsh travel and was not aware of the dangers of the world. The priests told stories of insufficient supply and bandits encountered in bad weather: those terrible attacks and terrible monsters that were exposed to. To ensure the success of the mission, the church began to train a group of warriors, paladins, to ensure the safety of their missionaries. In fact, these "guardians of faith" proved to be more successful than those priests who preached everywhere. The bold actions that impressed the Aboriginal people, powerful weapons and skills far exceeded the persuasiveness of the whispered priests. However, when the "faith" of the church spread to every major Western city, the "guardians of faith" gradually faded out of people's horizons.

Decades later, these paladins began to serve the church again. In that era of extreme turmoil, the Sakalam Church launched a second battle against the pagans. However, this war was not praised. The one who led the war was a new generation of paladins, known as the "Hand of Sakalam." These righteous knights swept the earth and cleared all places polluted by demons.

During this bloody conquest, some rebellious Paladins of Sakalam appeared. They condemned the church's methods and claimed that the new order of the Paladins should be to protect the innocent, and that their evil and corrupt ancestors were the root of their failure. They were determined to fight against the true source of corruption, the Three Demons. Therefore, these rebellious Paladins left the brothers of Sakalam to come to the west to take risks.

Mo Wen's master Xisai should be the inheritor of those rebellious Paladins. He himself did not even inherit the ideas of his master, but was simply pursuing power. Most of the pages in this Paladin skill scroll are spreading justice, resisting evil, and embracing things like love and light, so that the heirs can increase their beliefs.

"What's wrong?" Lilian crawled on Mo Wen's legs with a half-naked body, with only a thin blanket covered with her body, and the tempting body under the blanket was faintly visible.

"It's nothing, I just can't stand the brainwashing of those lunatics."

"So,—" Lilian wanted to say something, but suddenly a noise came from outside.

"What, I just think you are unhappy, can't you?" A huge roar almost rang half of Roger's camp.

It's Bruce!

Mo Wen and Lilian looked at each other. After all, they came from the same village, so they could still hear who this was, but what was he doing.

Mo Wen sighed, "I'll go out and have a look!" He was also the captain of this temporary team.
Chapter completed!