Generally speaking, since most magicians believe in the goddess of magic, in the eyes of other denominations, they are essentially pagans, and it is strange that they can like it very much.

However, the magician is very powerful and has a strong influence, so when outside, no one dares to challenge the magician. But once on his own site, that dissatisfaction and unhappiness will amplify. Moreover, the bright deity is still the world ’s largest religion, which is almost a state of self-respect. It is also reasonable for these paladins to have such expressions. .

Hearing the other person asking, Beta smiled and said, "Come and meet a friend."

"Can't let him pick you up?" The Paladin was middle-aged, looking at Beta in a provocative manner.

Beta smiled silently and looked at him silently. After a while, the middle-aged Guardian forehead began to sweat. The Beta Master is intermediate, not far from the legend, the level of suppression, and the coercion of the ‘noblemanship’ talent, this middle-aged person gradually feels like he is facing a dragon.

Not to mention him, the crowd behind Beta was far away.

The Guardian's throat moved twice, and he said stubbornly, "What are you going to do?"

"No, just the opposite. What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged Saint Guard smiled awkwardly, knowing that he had kicked an iron plate. He thought the other party was just an ordinary young magician, a kitten with barely sharp claws, but now it seems that the other party is a huge lion.

He had to take two steps back and let the entrance of the city gate clear. The other party can line up to enter the city in accordance with the regulations. There is nothing wrong with it. It is ironic and even has the meaning of blocking. The fault can only be made by itself. If it were an ordinary person, his boss would definitely be towards himself, and the black one could also become white. However, the other party is obviously a strong man. It really conflicts. The unlucky one can only be himself. After all, in this world, many times, it still speaks according to its strength. Although the organization of magicians is loose, in truth, it is not much worse than the bright **** .

At the top of the city gate entrance, a huge magic array is carved. This is the camp's tendency to detect magical formations. Beta walks over, and a few magic white lights illuminate it. Before long, there is a layer of blue and white light around him.

Order neutral camp.

The middle-aged paladin smashed his mouth, feeling a bit pity. How good is chaos and neutrality ... Most aristocrats are chaotic and neutral. Such people, when entering the city, the Guardian can choose to open one eye and close one eye. Of course, if necessary, you can also use this as an essay. But this young man is neutral in order and strong in strength, and has no chance to write articles.

Maybe there are, but not people of this level and strength that can provoke them.

Beta entered the sanctuary, lamenting.

In the game, it was not easy for players to enter the sanctuary. They must have enough reputation and not be hostile to the sanctuary. But Beta they were very easy, because cousin Shuk was a samurai, and the real power was only under the pope and the maiden, and it was very simple to bring a few people in.

Sanctuary Beta has been here several times. For more than 300 years, the construction pattern of Sanctuary seems to have not changed. At most, some buildings are missing and some buildings look old.

People on the street came and went, but they seemed very silent. There are hawkers on both sides of the road, but they just display the goods and never sip. When a customer comes to buy goods, the voice of the two of them will be very low.

These people are almost all believers in the Shinto religion. They will not yell and shout in the city of the goddess of light. This is a kind of religious belief and a customary religious atmosphere.

The sanctuary is very large and has a large population. It is supposed to be lively here, but in essence, the city is quiet no matter what time it is.

Beta found a hotel and went in. The owner of the hotel closed her eyes and rested at the counter, muttering something in her mouth, but her voice was very low and she couldn't hear it at all. In his face, there is a small statue of a goddess. Although his face is vague, from the look of his clothes and the pistol he is holding, it must be the goddess of light.

The owner of the hotel should be meditating on the teachings of the Light God.

Beta waited for a while, and the host opened his eyes and smiled when he saw Beta, lowering his voice: "Sorry, I didn't notice your Excellency, may I ask if you want to stay or just want some fruity food?"

"Both are needed."

"The best room, thirty silver coins a night." The hotel owner already had a slightly old face, looking at it with two points: "Sir, if you are just sightseeing, I advise you to leave the city soon. "

Beta asked curiously, "Why?"

The host shook his head slightly and did not speak again. But Beta saw a worried mood in his face.

Beta had lunch, and after a little rest, she followed the lively crowd to the outer gate of the Bright Cathedral.

There are many believers around here, kneeling, or sitting. Some of them pray with closed eyes, and some simply sleep.

Most of them are fanatics. They firmly believe that the closer to the glory of the goddess, the easier it is to go to the kingdom of God after death.

Beta followed the stone boulevard to the gate.

The gate is made of pure white marble, about fifteen doors high, and it should be about eight meters wide.

At the door stood four full-armed, majestic Paladins. When they saw Beta, they immediately stood up and put their hands on their weapons.

No wonder they are nervous. Beta is obviously dressed as a magician, and her body is surrounded by magic elements, just like the doorman saw a man coming up with a long knife. It is normal to have an alert response.

In order not to cause misunderstanding, Beta stopped at a distance of about ten meters. He took out a letter of introduction from the mansion space and said, "I have been recommended to come and run for Her Majesty."

The four Paladins were skeptical, and one of them came over, took the recommendation letter from Beta, and said, "Wait a while."

Then came inside with a recommendation letter.

Beta waited outside and looked at the surrounding environment by the way.

Here is close to the heart of light in mid-air. The bright light shines. Although there is no temperature, it is bathed in light, but it gives a quite comfortable feeling.

In fact, this is not an illusion. The heart of light has dual effects of healing and detoxification, but the larger the range, the smaller the effect.

Beta waited for a while, and a cyan man in white armor came out from the same place. Every time he took a step, the iron boots would hit the ground and make a gurgling sound. Listening made people feel that he was quite heavy in armor.

And being able to act in a heavy armor, this person's strength is naturally good.

This man is quite handsome, with a white armor, looks like a paladin. But Beta knew that this man was definitely not a paladin.

Because the paladin's "bright body" talent will directly assimilate the armor he wears and reduce its weight to an almost negligible level. Essentially, it is no different from wearing a piece of cloth armor, but it has iron armor. Defensive capabilities.

Therefore, although the paladin was wearing heavy armor, he did not appear bulky, and he did not make a loud noise.

"Your name is Cook?" The young man looked up and down Beta, and said after a while: "Come with me."

Beta followed him through the front door of the Cathedral of Light. Inside is a long, flat slab road. On both sides of the road, there is a statue every ten meters. From the perspective of the statue's clothing and weapons, it should be a well-known paladin strongman in the past.

The walkway is long, and occasionally you will see the Guardian or the priests coming and going. After about five minutes of walking, the young man led Beta to a side hall of the cathedral.

The height of this side hall is about ten meters. Under the dome-shaped dome is a reception room with an area of ​​about 1,500 square meters. The venue for small banquets is enough. But the area of ​​this side hall is only about two hundredths of that of large teaching.

There are many chairs and tables in the side hall, and it can be seen that this place is occasionally used as a banquet venue.

At the end of the side hall stood a middle-aged man in a red robe.

Cardinal!

Beta stepped in front of the man and made a slight salute. Now he plays Cook, a little aristocracy, not a pope, so it is normal to perform a ceremony.

The Archbishop looked at the meeting with a recommendation letter, then looked up at Beta: "Since you were introduced by an acquaintance, I will trust you for the time being."

As soon as this was said ... Beta knew that he didn't trust himself, but this was normal, and where a letter can completely trust a person, a fool would do it.

"If your magical ability is good, it will be a bit useful to us. So, what do you want?"

Beta asked: "When can I see Her Majesty the Pope?"

The Cardinal looked up and down Beta for a while, and shook his head and said, "The Pope will take care of you every day, and I will find time to see you there. Since you are here ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ just listen to our command. After the dust settles , You will get benefits beyond your imagination. "

"that……"

The Cardinal suddenly raised her hand and interrupted Beta: "I don't have time to chat with you, either, Doro, you take him to the Hall of the Others and let Sadru teach him how to do things in the future."

Having said this, the Archbishop left.

The young man beckoned, begging Beta to follow.

Beta knows that things can't go so smoothly, and you can see the Pope of the Light God in the beginning.

He followed behind the young man named Dolo.

The sound of shivering footsteps echoed in the side hall, and after walking for a while, Dolo was in front, without turning back, and suddenly said, "Is Heidi okay?"

"Do you know Heidi?"

"Well." Dolo's dull voice came from the front. "We were once companions of a mercenary regiment."