Templar Knight/C9 To the Church
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C9 To the Church

The fresh air, the warm breeze … The warm breath of spring was already evident.

The peasants also began a year of work.

"Uncle Horson, the spring weather is not bad this year!" I wish you as good as your kindness. "

"Aunt Sally, the weather is very good today. I hope you can have a good day."

A young man of seventeen or eighteen stood by the edge of the field, smiling brightly, his face flashing with a sincere blessing.

Horson replied with a smile.

He really couldn't tell. It had only been two days …

Two nights ago, Horson saw that the weather seemed to have changed. He wanted to go to the wheat field half a mile away from the village to observe the melting snow.

He hadn't thought that he would see a world shocking battle that was beyond his imagination...

At that time...

Not long after he arrived at the wheat field, he noticed a flash of silver light in the distance.

Although the peasants were simple and unsophisticated, there was no difference between being curious and being humble.

What mysterious treasure might have descended into this world?

Horson mocked himself as he thought about it. How could he casually come across something like that...

However, his feet continued to move towards the source of the light. While moving, the silver light was still flashing. Sometimes strong and sometimes weak, it didn't seem to come from nature.

Horson hesitated.

Strange light at night … It always reminded people of something bad. Be it the Undead or the powerful Devil Beast, they were both not things that a countryside farmer would want to encounter.

The faint sound of the ground quaking deepened Horson's fear. Is it a Devil Beast? But perhaps it was a natural phenomenon from melting snow. Just a glance was enough. Just a glance was enough!

Horson comforted himself as he approached carefully.

The growing roar affected his heart heavily.

"Peng …"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Amidst the dull and shocking rumbling sounds, Horson could not tell if it was the loud sound coming from the front or his own heartbeat.

His heart was beating fiercely like two war drums beside his head, causing his eardrums to hurt to the point where he couldn't take it anymore. The sweat on his palms could not be wiped away no matter how hard he tried. He could not even imagine that he still had the strength to stand on his trembling and weak legs.

Horson felt as if his brain was filled with a pile of mud. He couldn't think because he was confused. His feet also felt like they were covered in mud. However, he was still stubbornly advancing like a devil …

Why should I go on? Horson asked himself.

Because … Because … By the way, I just want to take a look.

"BOOM!"

Horson, who heard the voice suddenly raised, raised his head blankly. His eyes gradually recovered from his confusion and became shocked. His mouth slowly opened.

There were also some sounds that he could not understand coming from his ears.

"I made it to town alive. I passed … "Ahhh!" A glowing shadow fell into the boulder and made a terrifying explosion. Then, as if nothing had happened, the figure shot up again, heading towards the place where the light had come from.

On the other side, there was a figure with a high glimmer of light.

"Foolish child... It's still far. At the very least, it should be considered a town if we see people, right? " The other figure, with a light flash, swept the smaller figure into the sky.

"People? There must be someone around here! " Shouting loudly, his sorry figure fell to the ground.

"Then look for it."

The other figure replied with an indifferent tone. He jumped two steps forward and smashed the other party into the ground with his foot.

Although Horson couldn't see the two's faces at all, he could clearly feel that the taller figure seemed to take a glance at him and even smile.

The old farmer, who was shivering uncontrollably, quickly hid in the nearby grass, sweating profusely as he looked at the slightly trembling ground in front of him.

Although Horson only saw two small figures, the words "monster", "monster" and "Wilderness" always surfaced in Horson's head.

There were huge rocks that split open with a wave of his hand, huge trees that scattered in the air, and large earth that split apart with a wave of his hand.

Was this really a battle between humans? Could they be the legendary Super experts? He looked like a warrior, but the light he emitted didn't look like combat power.

However, he might just be too inexperienced.

While the old farmer was holding his head and thinking, all the tremors and rumbles stopped.

Then, a burst of laughter could be heard.

"Hahahaha!" Stupid disciple! "At least you've passed. The instructor is about to leave. Remember to help the instructor find your junior brother …"

As Zhang Yang said that, a figure flew towards Horson's hiding spot. From the looks of it, it was probably thrown over by someone.

"Bang!"

The falling figure crashed into a pile of dirt not far from the old farmer, creating a muffled sound of impact.

Horson waited for a while. It seemed like there was no more sound, so he hurriedly walked out to take a look.

He hastily dug up the soil and took a look. Under the starlight, Horson saw a very young face with a childish face at the corner of his eyes, indicating that he might not be more than 20 years old.

Horson was shocked by this discovery. Was this the rejuvenation of a Super Ranker?

Very quickly, the lifeless old farmer was pulled back to reality by the miserable sight before him. He was severely injured...

His whole body was fractured, which made the child's figure look abnormal and strange. The abnormal twisting of his spine also showed the possibility of him not being able to move.

As for the twisted muscles of his four limbs, it also meant that after the child's injuries healed, he would lose his superhuman strength. The sunken chest and abdomen, along with the blood at the corner of his mouth, were equally evidence of the child's internal injuries.

The old farmer shook his head regretfully. Such a young expert.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would be a cripple for the rest of his life. He didn't know who this child had offended to be so cruel to him.

Thinking for a moment, Horson stretched out his hand. Should he do it...

"Young man, can you still speak?" Horson lightly patted the young man's face.

"You are not a teacher..." The young man's eyes were still closed, but he suddenly said something that made Horson's face stiffen.

"So, I passed? Hahaha! I am using Novice Priest! " The young man on the ground opened his eyes and said happily, laughing and spitting blood.

"Instructor? Novice Priest? " Horson suddenly felt like the world had changed. Was the recent pastor teaching this strong? The Novice Priest in front of his eyes seemed to be a lot stronger than the ones he had tested in the past two years …

Horson, who was completely lost, recalled: "That was your mentor just now … He said that you have passed the test, and he wants you to help him find your junior brother … Oh, and he said he was leaving. "

"Um... As long as he passed the test. As for junior apprentice-brother … See when you find a completely evil person and send it over. " The young man seemed to be very relaxed, completely disregarding his nearly crippled body.

"What's wrong?" the young man that noticed Horson looking at him with a weird look asked.

Horson pointed at his body, "Your injuries …"

"Oh... "This, it's nothing, just one day." He tried to get up, but couldn't move.

"Wu, it seems I can't move." The young man shook his head in distress.

"Uncle!" Excuse me, can you move me to a safe place? My name is Riester, and although I am only preparing Novice Priest, I will become a Novice Priest very soon after I reach the Church. I guarantee it's not a bad guy. " The young man happily introduced himself, completely not noticing how dull the uncle in front of him was.

Although Dull Uncle didn't really believe it, he still carried the young man on his back and walked back to the village.

Only when he carried the child on his back did he realize that the child was not short at all. He was at least 1.75 meters tall.

While chatting along the way, Riester was surprised to know that there was no one at night where he was previously. Uncle Horson, who carried him on his back, had coincidentally bumped into him …

"Uncle, you really saved my life …" He is also my benefactor who has passed the trial. Although I do not have much power right now, I will definitely repay you in the future. " Horson completely treated the young man's words as courtesy. If you call it that, then what am I supposed to do?

Horson also knew from the chat that Riester was training with his mentor as a light priest on a tour.

Horson had heard of this rule before, but he had never heard of someone making themselves like this …

According to this young man, he first went through a year of cruel training, and then was led by a teacher through many desolate mountains and mountains, visiting many rare and secluded existences such as giants, elves, dwarves, elementals and so on.

But every time they saw his mentor, they would start fighting, so those three years of traveling were mostly just to fight or escape, until the last year …

"Back then, teacher was acting like he had gone crazy and suddenly sent me flying with a punch. He wanted me to escape from his sniping for a year or else I wouldn't need to be a Priest my entire life … Well, that. It's an indescribable final test. " The young man's sorrowful expression showed that it was truly indescribable.

"If it wasn't for the fact that escaping is my forte, it would be hard to say what would happen in the end!"

"One of the instructors allowed me to rest in any village for three days a month. And today … There are still three days until my test is completed. " Riester stretched out three fingers to emphasize it, then lowered his head and sighed.

"Actually, being caught by teacher today, I can be considered to have failed." If it wasn't because you were there and your mentor had put some water in there, it would really be … Seriously... Anyway, he had passed. "Thank you, Uncle." Riester, who was lying behind Horson, weakly patted the uncle's shoulder.

"Nothing... "It's nothing..." Horson answered casually, but in fact, he was quite surprised with Riester's ability to move his hands freely within a few minutes.

It felt like his body would recover in a day, and it was just a casual remark … Maybe faster?

"Let's take a rest first. According to what you said, these three days should be considered as travel time, right?" Horson randomly picked a topic to continue.

"That's right. If you need any help from a Cleric, just look for me for these three days." The power of my elementary divine arts is not bad … "Moreover, aiding people is the foundation of a priest. Father, he …" As he said that, Riester suddenly felt like missing that quiet little town.

"What happened to your father? Are you alright? " Horson thought that this young man thought of something regretful.

"Nothing, it's just that I haven't been home for a long time. I'm a little homesick.

"But I promised my father that I would be an official priest when I returned." Riester said lightly. In just a few minutes, he had hidden his joy.

"No problem. It won't be long before he becomes an official Priest." The old farmer didn't think too much, he just thought that no matter how strong the Novice Priest was, it would be too exaggerated if he couldn't pass the turn around test.

"Yes, very soon." Riester also smiled. I wonder if I can be considered strong now.

The next morning, the young man jumped up and started strolling around as if nothing had happened.

He had helped a lot of people in the past two days. However, he had used the divine arts and power to solve everything. It was a bit hard for the villagers to accept.

"Isn't it easy to breathe in the pony next door? "No problem."

Two minutes later, the silver glowing pony ran down the road and disappeared from sight in an instant … A smiling young man at the side looked on with gratitude and said: "Bright Therapy and light energy, along with appropriate amount of exercise, is the basis of health."

Light shouldn't be something like that... The villagers around them were at a loss as to what to say.

"Big Brother Cook's horse is a little uncomfortable?" Very soon, let me take a look. "

After that, Cook rode a silver monster out of the village like the wind.

"Miss Mary seems to be in good health …" A silver light flashed.

"Andy, come here for a bit …" Two silver lights flashed.

"Les …" A silver light exploded.

Similar things kept happening.

The villagers were a little afraid. It might not be long before the entire village would be sent away by this kind "Novice Priest for preparation". Although it was rare for a village like this to have a chance to enjoy the divine arts.

But what did he mean by 'unlucky' … Most people would understand when they saw the 'patients' who couldn't help but run and crash into the walls, breaking through the roofs and flying up to the trees, but didn't get any injuries.

Although Riester felt that he had overdone it, he was still very pleased with the result of helping the entire village for the first time in his career as a pastor.

This scene was very similar to the one when he was in the mood to learn the divine arts...

It might not be long before a few more Apprentice Priest were born.

Riester nodded, and silently left the village, striding towards the Church of the Southwest.

As for the notorious Red-Armored Thieves who came to rob the village two days later, they were instead beaten to a bloody pulp by a group of glittering 'villagers' who abandoned their weapons and fled to the nearest town to turn themselves in.

Riester only found out about this explosive news a long time later.

When Riester returned to the village, the village had a new and resounding name.

Right now, Riester was still nervously imagining what the pastor mission would be like.

"It shouldn't be more difficult than the test by the professor..." Riester, who was striding forward, would occasionally look back.

He wanted to confirm if there was really no such dangerous figure.

He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.

Soon … Right, Uncle?

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