honor me as god

Chapter 51 Make up your mind
Why did he do good deeds, but in the end he was a sinner?

The question that Kino threw, Paladin thought for a long time, from the morning to the evening, and did not think it through.

That night, Lugo disappeared, and only Baixa went out to drink with Palatine.

The two of you had one cup and one cup, and until midnight, each of them drank more than four kilograms of fruit wine of various degrees, and they were so drunk that they couldn't straighten their tongues.

Baiza shook his head and added a glass of wine, salutes Palatine, gave a thumbs up and said: "Brother, I admire! I hic--that's the same thing, the Trojan family's doorman-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang, you dare to get him directly If you die, just focus on this, I, I, Baisa, will be your good brother for life! I'm the most troublesome thing to bully others!"

Palatine said drunkenly: "Oh. If—if not—Lord Kino protects me, my life will be over. Come to the cemetery to honor me."

After speaking, he grabbed the jug and poured it directly.

Halfway through the filling, he finally couldn't take it anymore. He only felt that the river was turning over in his stomach, and he lowered his head and began to vomit: "Ouch! Vomit-"

Baiza laughed and kept clapping the table: "Hahahahaha! Just like you, you still say that you will not get drunk with me today? Let's practice for a few more years~"

Paladin staggered to his feet: "Head, head has a headache. I—I won't drink with you, god damn, I can't drink you. I'll go back first."

Baiza also stood up: "I'll take you back, otherwise you won't recognize your way and fall into the cesspool."

"Fuck you!" Palatine grabbed a pork chop from the table and staggered out, "Drink slowly by yourself, I'm going, go and blow the air, don't follow."

Doguland is a big country of alcohol, from the king to the commoners, they all like to drink.

Even the most frontier towns like Xilin Town have taverns, and at night there are crowds of people, not to mention the main city of Dusk City.

It was midnight at this time, and everyone was still immersed in the joy of drinking, sharing the harvest of the whole day with friends, and chatting about recent interesting events.

There was laughter and laughter in the city, and the lights were dim.

Paladin nibbled on the pork chop and walked back.

He had planned to go straight back to the government mansion, but he might have drunk too much, didn't recognize the way, and walked to the slum area of ​​Beicheng.

Dim kerosene lamps shone on the corner of the alley. Two ragged children were rummaging through a pile of rubbish for food. They had no home, and they couldn't even get enough to eat. Throw in the trash so they can have a good meal.

Don't think this kind of thing is bad.

There are many nobles in Dusk City. They usually have a table full of meals. Many dishes are thrown out without a few bites. If you are lucky, you can even find a roast suckling pig that only ate one or two bites in the garbage. Indulge.

If you can eat meat, your quality of life has exceeded 40%, which is half of the "Bronze Moon Class".

No, the two children found the leftover roast chicken in the garbage heap, and the little boy took the lead in grabbing it and gnawing on it. Give her some leftovers.

In order to get the whole chicken wings for a while, the little girl curtly said, "Brother, you are amazing. You dared to steal Master Troy's wallet in the morning, and you escaped."

"God damn it, he turned his back to me at the time. Who knew he was Master Troy? As soon as I bumped into it, my bowels turned blue!" He tore off a chicken wing, broke it from the middle, and handed the small wing to the past.

The little girl nodded and bowed, took the small wings and ate with relish.

The little boy was the one who was rescued by Paladin in the morning. He scratched the oil on his fingers, but he didn't look that innocent and pitiful. Instead, he looked like an old man, and he scolded: "Fortunately there is a fool. Egg shot and fought with them, so I'd better take advantage of the chaos, otherwise, I'm afraid my head is already hanging on the street lamp."

The little girl smiled flatteringly: "Brother is so wise! What do you think happened to that person later?"

"God knows that he must have been beheaded for provoking Master Troy." The little boy's words were full of jokes, and he said yin and yang strangely, "I heard that he is a new centurion, I really don't know where the courage came from. The little centurion dared to contradict the Troy family without looking at his status, but he was just a dog of the administrator."

The little girl ate the chicken wings and pursed her lips: "That's it! If I were an administrator, I wouldn't want such a stupid dog!"

"I guess he probably thought he was a hero. You didn't see it, he was like this at the time—" The little boy jumped up, posing as if he were walking like an ape, and said in a deliberately loud voice , "Hoohoho~ Any attack on the Dusk City Centurion? Immediately capture it, or I have the right to kill you on the spot!"

"Ahahahahaha!!!" The two laughed wildly and slapped their thighs, continuing to talk and laugh while eating roast chicken.

"Dah, dah, dah" Heavy footsteps came into the alley, getting closer and closer to them.

The two children quickly stuffed the roast chicken into their pockets and stood in front of the garbage, grinning, warning those who came to it that this was their territory.

The tall figure came, and Palatine's face emerged from the darkness, gradually becoming clear, and the kerosene lamp by the roadside illuminated the lingering gloom in his pupils.

"It's you. You're not dead." The little boy's eyes were erratic, wondering if Paladin had heard their conversation just now, he hurriedly put on a weak look, bowed his body and said, "Uncle, we meet again, it's really today. Thank you for saving me, I will repay you when I grow up!"

Seeing that Palatine was silent, the little boy and the little girl became more and more nervous, their eyes wandering, as if they were looking for a way to escape.

But the location of the Palatine station is very subtle, directly blocking all routes that can be used for escape.

Paladin: "Thank you."

"Ah?" The little boy was taken aback, "Thank you for what?"

"Thanks to you, the question that the administrator threw me, I want to understand. Why I did a good thing, but I ended up being a sinner." Paladin's face was cold as ice, looking at the eyes of the two children, like Looking at the two corpses, "because, the truth is always in the hands of those in power. Whether a matter is right or wrong has nothing to do with the matter itself, it only depends on the identities and positions of both parties. High status means that Yes. Low status, even if you do a good thing, it is wrong."

"If the magistrate didn't save me today, and I was executed by the Troy family, I wouldn't be a hero that everyone sings about and is brave. On the contrary, I will be laughed at by you ungrateful bastards and become a talking point at dinner. What I paid for Life, in your eyes, is not worth an iron moon, it is just to show off the bragging capital to your companions."

"My fault is that my status is not high enough! The strength is not strong enough! I have no power in my hands, but I have to save you, a bastard! Do you know what it feels like to be held on the ground and your life is like a bargaining chip? Do you know what it's like to be dignified and treated as a wild dog on the street by the higher-ups, to beat up if you want, and to be slaughtered if you want?!"

The muscles on Palatine's face twitched with excessive anger, and there were even hot tears in his eyes. He wiped it away, poked his neck hard, and hissed decisively: "I swear, I will never be taken in my life again. Knife around your neck!"

When he saw the blood in Palatine's eyes, the little boy panicked: "Uncle! I know I was wrong! Let me go!"

Paladin drew his saber, so cold that he had no emotion: "Do you have a knife?"

"what?"

"Is there a knife?!"

With trembling hands, the little boy took out a knife from his arms: "It's for plucking chicken bones."

"give me!"

The little boy shivered and handed the knife over.

Paladin grabbed the knife, and under the astonished gaze of the two, he stabbed himself in the back with a knife.

"Pfft!"

Paladin grimaced, pulled out the blood-stained knife, and threw it at their feet, his eyes fierce like a ghost: "You two, dare to attack the Centurion of Dusk City? The two of them will be killed on the spot!!!"

(End of this chapter)