This Paladin is so despicable!

Amidst Archbishop Delman's desperate wails, Wright turned around and went down to the second floor.

The other members of the Red Temple heard the Archbishop's screams and nervously ran up to check, but they bumped into Wright head-on.

"Your Highness! What happened to the Archbishop?"

"It's nothing. The Pope has been ill for the past two days, and the goddess wanted to chat with him to arrange matters related to the Holy Visitation.

I saw that he was very enthusiastic about his work, so I gave him an extra hour! "

Everyone in red clothes, you look at me, I look at you, and then asked cautiously.

"But why did you hear Archbishop Delman's voice mixed with tears just now?"

"Crying with joy."

"...Your Highness, is it really okay?"

Wright spread his hands: "What's the problem? It would be a good thing to give him more time to listen to the teachings of the goddess.

How could the archbishops in the past have the opportunity to have a direct conversation with the goddess?

This is why the goddess plans to reuse your archbishop!

The Red Holy Church will overwhelm the other two holy churches and become the most prominent department in the Holy City!

Work hard! Come on! The Holy Light protects you! "

"Yes! Your Highness!"

After leaving some touching words, Wright quickly left the bustling red church and walked toward the commercial street.

As a result, when he was about to arrive, he suddenly heard a fierce quarrel coming from the restaurant area of ​​the commercial street.

He quickly walked over to check, and his face suddenly dropped.

In front of a tavern, Graybeard Bart, the representative of the dwarf tribe, was confronting Mangu, the representative of the barbarian tribe.

There was a tense situation between the two of them, and they were ready to fight if they disagreed.

The surrounding tourists and believers did not realize the seriousness of the problem, so they surrounded the two people on three levels inside and three outside.

Although dwarves are a little shorter than ordinary humans, they have strong muscles and extremely strong fighting power. At the same level, it can easily suppress three human warriors.

Not to mention barbarians, who were born warriors before going berserk, and were the apex predators of the ice plains.

They hunt prey of the same size as the Ice Demon Wolf. The use of weapons and tools is prohibited and must be killed by hand-to-hand combat.

Only prey that are much larger than themselves, such as woolly mammoths and saw-toothed ice lions, are allowed to use some crude weapons.

If the barbarian enters war mad mode, it is synonymous with war machine.

If the two of them started fighting here, I don't know whether they would die or not, and the whole bodies of those watching the fun around would probably be left behind.

Buzz!

Wright didn't say anything, but extended his murderous aura and directly enveloped the two of them.

Bart, the gray-bearded dwarf, was suddenly shocked. He turned around and saw Wright. He smiled and loosened his clenched fists.

When Mangu of the barbarian tribe saw Wright's arrival, he was not only happy but also full of fighting spirit.

"Wright Encore!"

"Quite ancient!"

Wright stepped forward and gave the barbarian Mangu a big hug. The two of them also hit each other three times in the heart. This was the highest barbarian etiquette, which was equivalent to entrusting each other's lives with their lives.

"Your Highness Wright! You're here just in time! You must help me with the review!"

The gray-bearded Bart blew his beard and stared: "This boy, he wants to beat me!"

Wright patted Mangu on the shoulder: "Mangu is the son of the chief of the barbarian tribe. With his strength, if he wanted to beat you, he would have beaten you long ago."

Mangu pointed at Graybeard: "Light Encore! This guy wants to steal my beast's milk wine! I found out and he still doesn't admit it!"

"is that so?"

Graybeard suddenly blushed: "I didn't want to rob him! I just wanted to trade my wine with him!

This wine of mine is a treasure that even the king of the dwarf kingdom praised! "

"I won't change it with you. Your dwarf wine tastes terrible! It has a weird smell!"

"What a weird smell! It's called sulfur! We added sulfur to the wine! What we want is that burning feeling!"

On the contrary, you barbarians actually add milk to their drinks?

snort! Effeminate drinks! "

"What did you say!?"

"So what?!"

The two were about to fight again, but Wright held them down at the same time.

"It seems that you two can't solve the problem without a fight?"

The gray-bearded Bart scratched his neck: "Mr. Wright, this matter is between us. No matter what the outcome is, it has nothing to do with the Holy See!"

"Lite Encore! Leave it alone, I must settle this account with him! I will tell my father that no matter what happens, it is our own problem!"

Wright sighed: "I have a proposal, let's fight with words rather than force.

Two steps further to the side, there is a tavern in my name, with a lot of wine in it.

You two come with me to compete in drinking capacity.

Bart, you go drink the beast's milk wine, Mangu, you go drink the fire dragon wine, a specialty of the dwarves, until one of them falls down.

When we meet again in the future, the fallen one will bow to the standing one.

How about it? "

"Hahahaha, you want to compete with us dwarves in your drinking capacity? I'll drink you to death!"

"Just drink! Am I still afraid of you?"

The two of them were so awkward, and were dragged into a tavern by Wright.

Following Wright's order, the bartender and the boss began to move wine out of the wine cellar.

A dwarf and a barbarian started drinking.

The onlookers were enthusiastic at the beginning, then waned, and then even bored.

The two of them drank like this from morning to afternoon. Fire dragon wine and animal milk wine were relatively rare. After they drank almost all of them at the beginning, Wright changed them to their daily white wine and beer.

These two guys opened their bellies and drank like crazy.

While drinking, the two slowly reconciled.

"Hiccup! Mangu... little brother! This beast's milk wine of yours is delicious! Yes! It tastes soft when you drink it. I didn't expect it to have such a strong stamina!"

"That's right! Our beast's milk wine... contains a lot of... a lot of medicinal materials! It's so strong!

But it’s yours, fire dragon wine!

Although it tastes a little weird at first, but... once you get used to it, it's quite addictive! "

"Really! Isn't it! The unique smell of sulfur is intoxicating! Especially when you burp!

The burning smell of alcohol came out of my stomach and was spit out! Does it feel like the breath of a fire dragon? "

"Yes! It really does! Hahahaha, no wonder it's called Fire Dragon Wine! It turns out...that's what it's all about."

Man Gu held half a bottle of wine and smacked it in his mouth: "The main thing is that after drinking the fire dragon wine, my body was always warm.

It’s warmer and hotter than ordinary animal milk wine!

us! Much needed! "

"Brother has spoken! I must give you a few barrels! Come back... follow me to our place to get it! Mention my name, Greybeard, so that you can use it!"

Wright sat next to them, shaking his head and sipping a beer: "In the future, when the trade routes are opened, it will be extremely easy for barbarians and dwarves to exchange goods and services.

Mangu, you can travel to the Molten Heart Kingdom of the dwarves, and Bart, you can also go to the ice fields to find precious mineral veins.

The world should be a better place, right? "

"Lite Enke is right! My father said it! Let me learn more from Wright Anke!"

Gray Beard shook his head: "I just wanted to ask, what does encore mean...?"

"That is the highest praise that a foreigner can receive in a barbarian tribe! If the barbarians have internal conflicts, the words of the clan leader will not be as effective as the words of Encore!"

Wright smiled and patted Mangu on the shoulder: "I remember that you are about to reach the age of traveling?"

"Next year! Spring hunting next year! After passing the trial, I can come out!"

"I will definitely go during your trial."

"Really? Wright encore!"

Man Gu stood up excitedly, but as he stood up suddenly, he suddenly felt drunk. The young man staggered and finally fell down on the bench.

"Haha! He is dead, I win!"

Wright looked at Graybeard dumbfounded: "He is only fifteen. You are much older than him. Are you sorry?"

The dwarves looked at Mangu, whose muscles were bulging like a humanoid beast: "He's fifteen years old?"

"barbarian."

"Okay, okay... let's call it a draw! But just... don't spread this matter, otherwise people will say I bully children."

"Come on, you two drink at the same time, but the amount of alcohol you drink is different.

Are you honest about bullying my little brother? I'm not drunk. Do you need me to calculate it for you? "

When Gray Beard was exposed, his old face turned red and he smiled awkwardly: "No, no, no... I was wrong. Tomorrow I... can't you send two barrels of wine?"

"That's your own business. But you're here just in time. I have something to ask you."

Wright tore apart the space casually, followed the anchor point and found the warehouse of his manor, took out a large sack and threw it at Graybeard's feet.

Gray Beard suddenly frowned, opened the sack and took a look, and was stunned immediately.

"This is……"

"This is the remains of the Kariguang armor."

"how come……"

"Don't be angry first, listen to me..."

Wright briefly told Graybeard about Vanessa, who was sober from drinking after hearing this.

"So, this matter ends here. I have helped you minimize the impact, but if you continue to make trouble...

It's hard to say whether you will be classified as a dangerous force by the Holy See, or even classified as a dark ethnic group.

At that time, it won’t be a question of whether the Sacred Trade Road will take you to play or not.

I think you know better than me the practices of the Holy See and the style of the Inquisition.

I’m telling you this in private, do you understand? "

Graybeard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand...I will tell His Majesty the King about this matter.

It's just...what a pity for such a good thing. "

"The achievements of the predecessors are left for future generations to make breakthroughs... Are you interested?"

Graybeard still didn't react, "Huh?"

"So many fragments are all rare metals. It would be a waste to just leave them like this."

"Then you are going to...recast the hunting light armor?"

Wright shook his finger: "I don't like the meaning of armor. I hope you can recast these materials into a shield!

The ores of the barbarians, the magic patterns of the elves, the blessings of the Holy Light Church, the treasures of the mermaids...

Whatever you need, I will provide you with.

But I want a holy shield that can protect everything. "

Graybeard reacted immediately: "Do you want... the embryonic body of the holy weapon?"

"right."