Chapter 87

Paladins from the table full of drunkards crowded over, fitness thighs attracted the attention of the staff, but no one dared to touch. The tavern maid looked at her with admiration. At that moment, she was the biggest dream of these young girls.

"Hello, I'm Herr, the paladin of aomede. Are you Mr. druid who just came to town today? "

Zhao Mai stood up politely when she came. At this time, he pointed to the empty seat after the dwarf Sok left. "Please sit down, herzor knight. My name is Mike. I'm really a druid."

When the paladin came in, the sound of the tavern was much quieter, and most of our attention was focused on Zhao Mai's table. Heirouer attracted a lot of attention, but when the name "Mike" appeared, the whole audience took a breath. "That's Mike? "The teacher of Suok the dwarf?" "Catapult destroyer?" "The hero of Nebo?"

At the end of the siege of neibo Town, when everyone was cleaning the battlefield, they found ramashtu's blood sacrifice array. Then they knew that they had walked around the gate of hell. If it wasn't for Mike, even if he smashed the catapult and led the adventurers to fight back, when the night came, the battle line that everyone depended on for a living would surely collapse. Everyone wanted to thank you, but Mike didn't show up at the party. He left quietly, leaving a lot of legends.

"Mr. Mike, please accept our compliments!" "Yes, to you!" The atmosphere of the tavern became lively. Everyone raised their glasses one after another. Zhao Mai also raised his glasses to drink with everyone.

"By the way, can you ask the dwarf blacksmith shop to sell some weapons, even if it's not muskets, swords are OK! We are all looking forward to it After a drink, many people have expressed this meaning.

"I try, I try." Zhao Mai can only answer this way.

Heirouer picked her eyebrows and said with a smile, "it seems that you are still very famous in the town! Can you tell me why? "

"Sit down, ma'am. I don't think you're here to hear me brag." Zhao Mai moved the wine cup piled up by the dwarf to one side, and then asked eagerly, "what would you like to drink? Wheat wine, fruit wine or spirits? "

"Milk is fine. Goat's milk is fine. Thank you for your hospitality." Harrell replied very bluntly. "I've already had dinner, so I don't have to worry about that."

"Well, that's fine." Zhao Mai looked at the paladin's face carefully, trying to find the traces of plastic surgery. This is a beautiful face with personal characteristics, which can make people feel exquisite beauty, harmonious beauty and unique beauty at the same time. It is not the kind of artificial beauty that can be used to play "Lianliankan" or "everyone to find fault". In addition to beauty, the body language expressed by her posture also makes people feel comfortable. It is neither the indifference of resisting others, nor the flattery of advancing an inch. Maybe we can use comfort to summarize, or as foam spring breeze.

Anyway, Zhao Mai felt that he was bathing in the spring breeze, and he wanted to spend more time with the paladin Herr. "What can I do for you?"

"Oh, yes. When we heard that the evil priest of ramashitu, the mother of the monster, appeared and destroyed the peace and tranquility of the northern region, we came to eradicate it. The goddess tells us that we need to find a big druid to help us achieve our goal better. We have been inquiring about the nearby villages and towns for a long time. We only know that there is a druid community called infernal Walker in the farmer forest, and we are worried about how to get by. Just then we heard that a druid had entered the town of Nebo, so I came to seek your wisdom

"To tell you the truth, I don't know much about the North either, and I know only a few Druid Elders in the farmer's forest." Zhao Mai said: "I'm actually a member of the Inferno community. I left the community temporarily for personal reasons. I just heard about what happened in the farmer's forest after I came back this time. In fact, I was worried about how to go back. I'd like to help you expedition knights, but it's really a pity. "

"How do you know about the expeditionary knight? How much do you know about my God? " Herr asked, blinking.

"Well Don't you know that the paladin of aomede has an advanced class called the expeditionary Knight of successor? " Zhao Mai looked at green, who shook his head and sincerely expressed his ignorance. "In fact, I don't know much about her. She was a mortal, born in chelias, and a paladin of alazny. Later, in the trial of Xingshi, he finished the task excellently, lit the magic fire, and took over the dead alazny to become the left and right hand of the great God oroden. After that, oroden died suddenly, and aomede inherited most of oroden.... "

Zhao Mai said, feeling quiet around. Then he found out that green and Herr were staring at him with wide eyes and surprise. "What's the matter?" Zhao Mai some puzzled: "I should have said nothing wrong?"

Green shook his head hard and said, "I I don't know if you're right or wrong. That's not the question, is it? "

Herr nodded and echoed, "I've only heard a part of what you said. It's definitely not as detailed and definite as what you said. And are you sure that the great God of oroden is dead? ""Yes, it should be dead. But it doesn't rule out that he will come back to life. " Zhao Mai gradually understood what he had done.

For him, this knowledge is just the background material of the world of Galileo, printed in black and white, or spread on the Internet. It involves the stories of many gods, and even the secrets of many gods, which are the secrets of the aborigines of glarion. Maybe some high-ranking priests can ask for this information, maybe some mages have collected knowledge about history and gods, but this should not be accessible to a low-level Druid.

"Have you ever been to our main temple?" Hai Rou Er side body, leave Zhao Mai closer some. The vitality she exudes is different from the natural force, but it still gives Zhao Mai a sense of closeness and attraction.

Zhao Mai shook his head, and Herr continued to ask, "let me test you. What is the fighting cry of our knights?"

"Towards victory, towards heart?"

"Different from other paladins, what are our special abilities?"

"Do you mean the strike spell of the successor or the sword of judgment?" Zhao Mai did not hesitate, blurted out.

Green noticed that something was wrong and quickly raised Zhao Mai from under the table. Zhao Mai scratched his head and didn't seem to understand. "Don't worry, I haven't exerted any bad influence on your friends," he explained with a smile

"Then how can he be confused and answer what he asks?" Green's hand reached down quietly and touched the musket hidden in his back.

Zhao Mai held him and shook his head at him. "I'm pretty sure that Ms. herrell didn't cast a spell. Her Paladin level is 7, which is not enough for her to omit the action and language of casting. She's just glamorous and can't help feeling close. Aomede is the most hateful of all gods. She will not allow her paladins to control or modify the will of others. You can rest assured. "

"I didn't ask Mr. Mack his own secret. I'm just confirming something," said the paladin, spreading his hands

Green frowned, alert as ever. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"The question of who the great Druids are."