wandering fairy

.Chapter 918 The Holy Liberator

The old baron, who was ruined by the years, also smiled rarely: "You also learned to criticize yourself? Hehehehe~~ You used to never admit your mistakes. Now you have also seen the changes in the country. What are you going to do next? "The warrior who has entered the old stage is still cold and indifferent, as if his body and mind were cast with fine iron: "I am going to do something. I have been wandering outside these years, and I have gradually understood a lot of truths. Some things, I am I couldn’t figure it out when I was an aristocrat, but later I figured it out when I was in exile. I decided to do something to cut off some shackles.”

"Shackles?" The gray-haired, blind-eyed old baron shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You have given up too. The word 'shackles' was used by the king to describe us nobles, saying that we are the shackles of the common people, the shackles of business travelers, The shackles of the country. Only by breaking the shackles of each of us and cutting off the shackles of the region can the country be revitalized. You~~ you want to break the shackles? Where are the shackles now?"

The other party replied with deep eyes: "There are still infinite shackles. The shackles of the region have been opened, but the shackles of fate have not yet been opened. And I am going to break these shackles, whether it is the shackles of the region, or other people. The shackles. Goodbye, if I have a chance, I will come back to see you."

The old baron's heart tightened. Of course he knew that although there is no shackle of 'nobility' now, there are many other shackles, many more hidden and more insidious invisible shackles: "Where are you going? What are you going to do? Don't mess around They are more powerful than us and more vicious than we are. You will die and don't joke about your own life"

The white-haired warrior who stood resolutely on the opposite side smiled faintly, a heart-wrenching and unspeakable smile: "Life is also a shackle. We always want to keep this life, but in the end we have to watch it die little by little. We want to stick to our lives, but in the end we have to watch it crumble a little bit. We want to keep our blood alive, but the world has already lost countless blood. We, who call ourselves nobles, think we are superior. But really Is this the case? In the face of history and fate, our companions have already perished like many ordinary people. I have figured it out-in fact, 20 years ago, I have been living in the shackles I made for myself. Over the years, I've been breaking my chains - I'm looking for a higher purpose in life. I've found it, so don't worry about me. Because for me, there's nothing to worry about"

The old baron was stunned: "I~~I don't understand~~" The old friend on the opposite side suddenly showed a light and relaxed smile, patted his arm like 20 years ago and said: "You don't need to understand. You just need to know, The me now is not the me I was 20 years ago, nor the me who swore to come back for revenge more than ten years ago-I am no longer a nobleman. That nobleman died nine years ago. Now, I am me"

His body opened up like an ice crystal, and the divine luster of the "Aura of Firmness" was like the "Aura of Heroism" of a paladin. All the powers of charm and mind-compulsive effects

He raised his hand, and in the beautiful soft light that bloomed at his fingertips, he rushed out a high-ridged bull like a bison, whistling like a mighty wind, and the brown-black The dense hair-like neat brown-black metal is shining with a miraculous light, the pair of bull eyes are resolute and full of profit, and the pair of fluorescent bull eyes are blooming with the sacred light of the heavens, which makes people awe-inspiring. Stepping into the void, the majestic aura of Luping land fell on the old baron's face, and he was so surprised that he didn't recover for a long time.When he woke up, he suddenly saw that the mighty bison had carried his old friend straight to the sky, like an angel from heaven who could fly without wings, heading for that fascinating distant place with a miraculous aura.

"Where are you going?" The old baron shouted: "Which god guides the meaning of your life? Tell me." The solemn figure riding a sacred bull in the sky waved farewell, and raised his voice in a rare clear voice. Called: "Without God's guidance I am what I am and I am the Holy Liberator"

He was gone, whistling away like a heavenly wind.The old baron was left standing blankly outside the drunken tavern, beside the noisy downtown, above the boring mundane world: "What did he find? What did he find~~" The flying sky above the mundane The figure lingered in the old baron's mind for a long time, making him very upset.

When he walked down the alcohol-smelling tavern in a daze, passing through the crowd who were drinking and laughing and watching the dances and dances, and came to the bustling street where the voices were still there, he suddenly shook his head and smiled again: "So what if you find it? Isn't it just a Celestial Bison that can 'run in the air'? These days, there are priests of God Pelor riding Griffin and Flying Eagle everywhere. The Holy Liberator? Huh, never heard of it, probably very rare Paladin or ranger variant. You, have you fallen into the yin* of a demon? Don’t bump into a griffin priest of the Pelor Church in the sky, and be hacked as a heretic. Hehe~~呀~~ ~~"

Just as he was thinking melancholy, there was a loud and clear griffin's cry above his head - in the blue sky far away, a majestic battle priest wearing a golden armor came across the sky, driving a vigorous griffin as big as a bull, Flying straight to the high-rise gold-encrusted supervisory mansion in the distance, like a towering tower, the shining golden light is like a giant standing in the core of the city, swearing to everyone the nobility of the sun god and the inviolability of the king's power

"We have been violated again?" The middle-aged combat priest walked down from the Griffin Tower, and just entered the luxurious hall of the Procurator, which seemed like a small world of white jade and gold, when he received a very bad news: "What we are most worried about is still happening. Yes, a giant monster with a strange appearance appeared, probably from the wild forest in the east, and it was probably done by those hill dwarves." Then the sheriff who came to report excitedly said, "So we should ask the king to organize it on the spot. The militia regularly patrols the forest and borders to defend against monsters that may appear at any time"

The middle-aged combat priest has long been used to this kind of excuse—it was nothing more than finding a reason to raise taxes and ask for money, so he looked sideways at the sheriff who came to report the situation: "Is that you? I was the one who entangled the monster last time and saved you. The origin of that monster still needs to be carefully investigated, how can we draw conclusions casually? Now the local taxes are already high, and organizing militias will cost people and money. Let’s put it aside for now , wait for our church to investigate the matter clearly."

When the inspector on the opposite side was still ready to speak, the battle priest immediately interrupted in displeasure: "Actually, there is a more important matter that needs to be dealt with-several griffin mages have disappeared, and we have not used spells to find them." The reason for his disappearance. It is very likely that he met a smuggling bandit, so he died. And we got another news: some smuggling teams have already tied up with the hill dwarves in the eastern wild forest, and they are taking some magic raw materials Shipping business back and forth, and the king is fighting with the main force of the hill dwarves and mountain sub-giants, colluding with the dwarves is an enemy, if you sell combat supplies to the dwarves, it will be a more serious problem, so the most important thing now is to strictly investigate the smuggling, I hope you will be safe The inspection team must take responsibility, and if necessary, I will ask the governor to order you to come over and search for smugglers with our church’s picket team.”

The magistrate had no choice but to laugh and salute in agreement, and then exited the hall. Then his complexion sank, and his heart became extremely unhappy: before the picket team of your church has their hair, you eat, drink, and spend money.We follow you, who sends us money?The annual missions of the elders have not been completed yet, and the worship from top to bottom must be collected sooner. How can I have the heart to play with you?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he went straight to the most luxurious 'entertainment.place' in the town.It is decorated like a colorful and luxurious king's palace, which is full of star-like chandeliers, fragrant and elegant murals, and eye-carpets like a bustling garden.When the beautiful women full of rich fragrance come around like charming colorful clouds with the sound of sultry silver bells, you will feel like you are in the kingdom of God full of excitement, and you can even hear the faint happiness in the fragrant air The sound of groans and free sprints.It instantly makes people enjoy the joy of reverence, and forgets the troublesome things such as money, power, legal conspiracy and so on.This is what distinguishes high-end entertainment venues, and thus attracts all kinds of rich people.

Of course, it also attracted those smugglers—among the wealthy people who were ready to hug left and right and enjoy Yingyingyanyan, there was the yellow bearded dealer who had seen a few days ago, and the magistrate became interested, and slowly He walked up to him and said with a smile, "Your business is over? Looks like you made a lot of money?"

The yellow beard sitting comfortably on the Liwen Yanhong sofa smiled very friendlyly, and pushed a tall and enchanting woman over: "Are you interested in trying this? I'll pay for it. Do you have any friends? Everyone Let's play together." The security officer here smiled lightly and said, "Are you interested in hearing about things related to you?"

There was an imperceptible contemptuous smile on the yellow beard's face, but in the end he pushed the Yingyan woman beside him, and got up boldly, "I can go to the next room to chat." The two of them walked through the lovely pink sculpture Through the corridor, he entered a tight room exclusively for high-level guests to discuss business.

This place is filled with all kinds of strong anti-prophecy spells, which made the sheriff feel at ease: "Is your team having an affair with the hill dwarves? Hehehe~~ Take it easy recently. The Church of Pelor has already noticed this and is preparing to Hands-on investigation. Our Kingdom of Laziraka produces a variety of precious magic raw materials. The country monopolizes these raw materials. The money collected is an important source of finance for the country. Your smuggling is already a very serious felony. Now You are in contact with the king's enemies again, be careful to kill your head."

ps——I used the 'Holy Liberator' is this version

The Holy Liberator is a noble warrior, an ally of the paladins.They devoted their limited lives to the infinite cause of overthrowing the regime.They are especially dedicated to combating lawful evil groups such as regimes or plutocracies

Spellcasting Ability: The Holy Liberator can cast a small number of divine spells.

Detect Evil: The Holy Liberator can detect evil at any time, this is a spell-like ability,

Smite Evil Slash: Once per day, the Holy Liberator can perform Smite Smite with normal melee attacks.

Remove Fatigue: A holy liberator of 2nd level or higher can remove the fatigue condition from any creature by touch.Using this ability is a standard action; the holy liberator can use it a number of times per day equal to 3 + her Charisma modifier.

Unwavering Aura: Beginning at 3rd level, a holy liberator is immune to all charm and mind-compulsion effects.All allies within 4 feet of him gain a +[-] morale bonus on saving throws against charm and mind-compulsion effects.It has no effect when the Holy Liberator is unconscious or dead.

Divine Favor: A holy liberator of 4th level or higher adds his Charisma modifier to all saving throws

Break Enchantment: At level 4, the Holy Liberator can use Break Enchantment once a week. Can be used twice a week at 8th level.Celestial Companion: After reaching level 6, the Holy Liberator can summon a celestial animal