Chapter 38 Chapter Thirty-Three Unexpected

"What's going on here? Where did this man come from?" King Ayigu leaned forward and almost fell off the city wall. "This is the luck that God bestows on us! I believe it!" Cashouli shouted with a flushed face. "When the title of paladin was about to be taken away by ridiculous barbarians, God sent his knights to re-read his title." Will, paladins must be born from Iya!" "Is this true? God contacted you just now?" King Ayigu looked back suspiciously. Kashouli couldn't laugh or cry: "Whether I have received the oracle or not, we must say this now."

Suddenly everyone fell silent. All actions froze in mid-air. All expressions turned to astonishment. The air was so quiet that a thin and clear sound could be heard - a "poof". "What's that?" Kant asked. "Boss, you seem to have been impaled..." Kant lowered his head and saw a sword point piercing his heart. "I thought... this paladin's armor is very hard..." Kant fell off the horse with a plop after finishing speaking. Artimon came to Kant's side, he pulled out the Paladin sword from Kant's waist and pierced his armor. "Damn madman..." He spat and cursed, stepped on Kant's waist and pulled out the sword, "This sword is not bad, it is my trophy."

Kant's eyes were wide open, and he twitched on the ground. Although he couldn't feel the physical pain, his body was still trembling, as if after losing his health and dreams, his only remaining proud soul would also break through this rotten cage. "Boss, cheer up... Boss, hold on, you are a paladin..." Mughal shouted, but he could feel that the once excited heart was getting colder, and the palace that had just been illuminated by pride was turning cold again. Losing light little by little... He concentrated his energy, trying to make Kant's body stand up, but the dark power in Kant's body was getting weaker and weaker, making him lose his strength too...

The crowd let out a cry of rage, and a knight unexpectedly attacked from behind. "Little man! Can this kind of person be our future paladin?" "Let that man stand up and let him fight you fairly!" "This coward, he was intimidated by that silver knight..." "murderer!" "Judge him!" "Execute him!" "mean!" "Despicable, despicable, despicable..." The crowd quickly formed a unanimous shout. "Hurry up and save him!" Yefu yelled tearfully, "He's about to die..." The desperate mercenary group rushed out of the crowd angrily, kicked down the soldiers, and rushed to the field, but members of the Royal Knights rushed to stop them.

Even the man in black rushed out angrily: "Bastard! Who told you to kill him? I'm going to kill you..." But after running a few steps, his back hurt so badly that he had to slow down. Artimon was shocked by the fury of the crowd, but after seeing the guards trying their best to stop the rushing people, he felt that he could not show weakness. "What are you arguing about!" He shouted, waving the sword, "Come up and challenge me if you have the ability!" Saying this was the biggest mistake of his life. With a cry, like a god waving his arms to set off a storm, tens of thousands of irritated people in the square rushed forward shouting like a frenzy, washing away the soldiers.

"Rush forward and chop up the rags, and then smash the broken castle of King Yiya!" Reed raised his knife and fanned the crowd. The riots were unstoppable. But the crowd suddenly stopped.They looked at the same place. Kant had shrunk into a ball, but arched his body with great difficulty, his eyes were wide open, his hands were shaking constantly, and his toes were trembling slightly, like a caterpillar that was stepped on and bowed, as if trying to stand still. stand up. "Okay, boss, come on, you can do it... stand up and defeat him... the paladin is yours!" Mughal shouted in meditation.

"I... I'm..." "Stand up, you can!" Mughal and Kavna said in unison.The head felt that the dark breath in Kant's body became stronger again, thinking that the pain and injury might strengthen the power of the undead, he couldn't help being excited and panicked. "I'm going to help you bite him, strangle him, tear him to pieces..." Kavna yelled. "No...no! I want...to defeat him like a knight..." Kant gritted his teeth, and his body stood up little by little. The crowd watched in shock, and the soldiers who were about to step forward to rescue also stood there in a daze.

Kant finally straightened up, he slowly turned to Artimon, and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me back the sword..." The crowd shouted frantically, but Artimon stayed there. "Give it back to him!" Mo Ruowang, the head of the Stukanda clan, shouted to his son. He understood that now is not the time to provoke everyone. Artemon snorted and threw the sword back. Kant wanted to reach out to catch the sword, but his clumsy, uncontrollable hand missed it, and the sword fell to the ground when it touched his fingers. Artimon snorted and sneered.Kant's legs were trembling, and he wanted to squat down to pick up the sword, but everyone doubted whether he could stand up again after squatting down.

Kant gradually bent down, his fingers twitched and stretched towards the hilt of the sword. He tried several times, but he couldn't bend his fingers. Yefu couldn't bear it anymore, she clipped the white horse under the seat, rushed out of the crowd, came to Kant's side, jumped off the horse and picked up the sword for him. Yefu felt that the sword was heavy and the hilt was cold.Carefully holding the blade with both hands, she held it up to Kant. People cheered and whistled. Bismarck looked at his daughter frowning. He didn't like her impulsiveness, but he had to admit that this was a touching scene that might be written into history.

"Thank you...you..." Kant took the sword, his voice became very old. He turned his head slowly and glanced at Artimon. The Stuconda knight took a step back in fright. Just now, the unbeatable Wallabis almost broke his waist. This unkillable knight might be able to chop him into pieces. And he understands that everyone is waiting for this! "Let me go forward, Mughal," said Kant. "Don't be stupid, we can't even stand firmly. I will help you with magic..." "No, I have to rely on my own strength. I firmly believe that I am the holy knight chosen by God, and I will definitely be able to defeat him!"

"Your strength? You try to move with your own strength first?" The head sneered at his fanaticism. Kant tried to move his body, but found that it was as heavy as a mountain. His whole body was shaking slightly because of the force. He couldn't move himself, and his blood seemed to have condensed into iron.He may really be only one step away from being a paladin, but this step will never be taken. But all this is enough.The audience was amazed that the knight could stand up again after being pierced by the sword.There is no doubt that this is the power bestowed by God.Everyone fell silent with their mouths wide open, and suddenly cheers broke out in the entire square again.This sound wave was enough to crush everyone standing in front of the silver armored knight. Artimon was stunned, he was at a loss, he might really be blessed by the gods and invincible knight in front of him. Bismarck got the message from the city wall, and he rode his horse knowingly to Artimon. "Why did you sneak attack on that silver knight? It's so disappointing... This is not something a person who abides by chivalry ethics can do." "But..." Artimon was a little panicked. He looked back at his father, but Mo Ruowang had no expression on his face, so he had to turn around and explain, "The sky, the sky is already bright... I still stand before the sun rises." Then... shouldn't I be..." "Enough!" his father Mo Ruowang yelled angrily, "Let's go, get out of here!" He deeply understands that the current situation is meaningless. "What a just kingdom of Yiya," he glared at Bismarck before pulling his horse away, "you will pay for your scandal!" Bismarck sighed, indeed, the consequences of angering knights from all over the world are about to come. The Paladin was finally born.He didn't swing his sword once, only shouted three words, and stood up from the ground once more.But everything runs towards that fate unstoppably, like a black hole of fate, sucking away all possible light. The canonization ceremony will be held tomorrow.Kant was first summoned by King Aygu and the archbishop in the palace.Because the Papal State is far away in the east of the mainland, on the other side of the high Fuss Mountains.So in Westland, the eighty-nine-year-old and bewildered Archbishop of Saint Cloth is the announcer of the Lord's will.But now he unfortunately fell asleep drooling.Therefore, the reception ceremony was mainly completed by King Aygu and Kashuli, the theologian. "Your Excellency, please take off your helmet and let us see your face..." Ayigu said. "Oh no," thought Kant, "it's impossible. When my rotten face is revealed, everything will become a nightmare." The downcast mercenary group also watched nervously. "I..." Kant seemed to hear the demon king's soul in his body laughing, how mocking is all this, an undead paladin, just because of a damned unchangeable fate? "I don't think I can." "Why...why?" The poor old bishop was stunned.The audience was in an uproar.All the princes and priests whispered to each other. "Because..." Kant's mind was spinning, "Because God told me not to reveal your true face to others." Suddenly he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his chest, and he remembered that it was the heart-eating worm that Bai Ya left in his body.Whenever he lies, it eats a part of his heart.To be an undead, he no longer feels, cannot smell, cannot feel hungry, and has no comfort or pain.But maybe only that heart is still alive. "This..." The priests looked at each other in surprise, "There are indeed such legends...God's envoys never show their true colors." "Could it be that this man really descended from the sky?" King Aygu nervously grabbed the theologian Kashuli. "Then, mysterious knight, are you willing to swear allegiance to the Yiya dynasty, and declare the will of the Lord you have brought, and Yiya will become the leader of the coalition forces of all countries?" Kashuli asked. "I... I don't quite understand..." "I mean... You who were inspired by God, did you bring the will of the Lord, proving that the country of Yiya is the leader of the countries chosen by God, and King Aygu is destined to lead the coalition forces of all countries to defeat the demons. " Kashouli asked eagerly, almost winking his eyes and making faces. "Say 'yes' . This means another lie, Kant thought, yes, it is my dream to be a great paladin, but I didn't realize that it would take a string of lies to achieve it. Iya needed such a miracle as a master to prove its transcendent status to other kingdoms, so Kant found himself transformed into an actor on the stage, all the lights were on him, all eyes were on him, Whether to play a hero or a clown is up to him. Lie to gain status and power.Or be honest and accept the fate of failure. Kant was stunned for a long time, then lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, maybe I'm not suitable to be a paladin." He turned around and walked towards the door. But the soldiers stepped forward and stopped him. "Stop." Kashouli said coldly, "Do you think you can mock King Aygu and the archbishop? Do you think you can choose yes or no?" "I made a mistake," Kant said. "I grew up thinking that a paladin is a symbol of honor and courage. I didn't expect to fall into a political scam in order to become it." "What scam? In the name of the Lord, recruit an army to defeat the terrifying pagan demons. Isn't this a great achievement?" "But I did not get any message from God about Iya must become the leader of the country. Before I came, I didn't know that the paladins had to announce this lie to people." "All people believe in you. They have seen your miracles. You can stand up safely after being pierced. If this is not the power of the Lord, please explain why?" "This is God's mockery of me," Kant thought.He can't explain everything here.He began to regret that he actually had illusions about miracles, thinking that he could have a hero's adventure and avoid the tricks of fate.Now everything proves that if there is a golden cheese shining on the ground in front of you, there is probably a trap there. "In any case, you must now maintain the reputation of King Aygu. You must accept the honor of the paladin, and swear that you will only serve King Aygu from now on!" Kashuli's voice made people feel that he wanted to bite someone. "What if I refuse?" "In any case, everyone has seen the birth of the paladin, so your decision will not affect the paladin's final appearance at the canonization ceremony." "What do you mean?" "Catch him!" The soldiers charged Kant and wrestled him.But the desperate mercenary group is still waiting outside the palace. "Now, let's see your real face." Kashouli sneered. When the shiny helmet was taken off, everyone screamed. Suddenly, the Hydra Kavna emerged from the armor with a snake body, grabbed the soldiers and threw them in all directions. "Kant, run, run!" Mughal said. Kant rushed out of the palace amidst screams. However, more and more soldiers surrounded them.Kant was surrounded like a panicked beast... The canonization ceremony will be held in the largest Xihedu Church on this land. Now countless golden and shining banners are erected in front of the church, surrounded by a sea of ​​people, seeing the knight in shining armor walking up the wide sacred steps. "Knight, your actions have proved God's miracles on you. Are you willing to hold high the sacred banner to guide all the knights in this land?" the old archbishop asked with all his might. "Yes. I will." "Is it the Lord who guides you to serve the great king of this land, Falk Aygu, and assist him in his great cause of defending the land?" "Yes. Exactly." "Long live the Holy Knight!" In the distance, the excited Yefu couldn't help shouting first, and the crowd also cheered.Among them, there is also the cajoling of foreign knights. Under the armor, Ahuayi clearly heard Yefu's cry, but felt more and more cold.Because he will play another role, a great hero, who will never be able to show his true colors again.According to the will of God, the paladin will never reveal his face to protect the world. Just like this armor, a huge conspiracy is hidden under the brilliance. The truth will never be seen again until his death.His lover is close at hand, admiring the role he plays, but he says goodbye to her forever. At this time, in the deepest and darkest underground of Lushilin Prison, a rotten undead is being imprisoned here.That is the great and small Kant, with the will of the devil imprisoned in his heart, wearing the sacred armor, he could control the fate of the world at that moment, but he gave up, so he became an insignificant ugly monster, waiting to be burned For Ashes, and the world, will not notice his disappearance. "I'm such a fool." "Of course." Another voice inside him replied, "You finally see the truth of your ridiculous dream." "Is everything an illusion? My existence is meaningless." "Strength and glory are never given by others, people should only obey their own heart. And you have abandoned the path that your heart really desires." "What does my heart really desire?" "You should know where you really want to go." "Yes... what I want to go to is... the dungeon, to rescue Yundi, but that's irrational... it's impossible, and I can't take you, the will of the devil, there." "Maybe it's just an excuse for your cowardice. Heroes are always irrational. They don't replace the unknown with speculation. Your mind has been clouded by your own false excuses. You can't even see the real courage with your own eyes." No." "Enough, stop talking!" Kant hugged his head. "You will never be worthy of being a hero, because you are always afraid. You know, out of a thousand people who are carried away by love or ideals and take risks, nine hundred and ninety-nine will be dead bones on the road, and only one will get their way. , Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the road you have traveled, and becoming a legend for later generations. But those guys who hesitate at the foot of the mountain and say 'this is absolutely impossible' are eternal poor people, only to die of old age in their own beds, or like You, to be executed tomorrow as a poor buffoon." "Is this the philosophy of the Demon King?" "Yes, I am desperate to achieve my goal, and anyone who stands in my way will be trampled underfoot." "Even if the people I will fight with are your people?" "Hahaha, I have never been afraid of fighting, because the true brave will be tested at the clash of swords, the weak are doomed to fail, and the path of history is the path of the strong. If my warriors are not strong enough, they are not worthy of existence In this world." "But I still won't use power that doesn't belong to me, no matter how powerful it is. This is my promise to a person." "Would rather watch another die?" "I, I don't know..." The Demon King stopped talking, and everything fell into extreme silence.Something rose slowly in the darkness, covering Kant's feet, knees, and shoulders.That is the fear of death. "Strange," he thought, "that I longed so much for death when I found myself a ghost, unable to enjoy all the joys and passions of life. Now, when that ultimate death is approaching, I am so disturbed. , the body is still, but there is something madly struggling in my heart, like a boatman in a storm. Maybe I should face my true desire? I don’t want to die like this. Maybe I should awaken the devil to use his power? But I want to fall into that evil fate..." He began to pray to the heaven: "Lord, is it possible that the fate destined by man cannot be changed? Then, will I not die here, but will eventually go to the terrible ending that you have set for me? If so, I am willing to follow the true desire in my heart and bravely go to the dungeon to save the one I love, no matter how dangerous it is, and no matter what terrible fate it will bring to myself. But I will never use the power of the Demon King, I only ask you to give Give me courage and luck." As if he got an instant answer, with a pop, the soil around him broke open. "Az?" "Hey! Stinky thing, it's really hard to find you here. Hurry up, I have rescued your pets with a total of ten heads. Reed and the others are waiting for us in the woods outside the castle." The man in black came to Lu Shilin Castle, looking for a place to sneak into this heavy prison.Walking by the pond, I saw a man, the old pastor who had guided Kant. "How are you? Are you still running around for a ridiculous mission of yours? Even if it is meaningless? The devil can't be resurrected, and the paladin has changed candidates. The future scene is meaningless, and no one can predict the future! This Very good... Everyone has another chance to escape from the palm of God, and another hunting game has begun..." "You... are you talking to me?" the man in black asked, rubbing his head. "Of course it is you, is there anyone else? You have lost your essence, who are you still fighting for?" "Could it be...it's really me. Then...you..." The black-robed man approached the old pastor, and he saw a bottomless abyss in the pastor's eyes, as if trying to suck his soul out. "You... seem to be able to see through my heart." "There's something heavy in your heart, and the beliefs that held you up are shaken, and you don't want to face it. You'd rather forget about it?" "Who are you? Are you..." "Who am I? Who do you think I am... a master you have betrayed? Child, do you want to know your new destiny in the future again?" The pastor smiled kindly, his eyes warm. Could it be that he stood there terrified, a great desperation completely immobilizing him.He felt that his body was slowly rising up, and his consciousness was leaving his body bit by bit. "You can choose to give up your past, but you will be alone for the rest of your life, because no race will accept you, and you will suffer the pain of being abandoned by the world. No matter which god wants to save you." The old man left for a long time, but the man in black was still standing there in a daze.