Alien Knights

To the south of Froststone City, there is a secluded village at the bottom of a cliff.

In this village, Carol sat on the earthen platform of the training ground, looked at a few orcs not far away, who were doing physical exercises with their upper body naked, and there was something incredible in the words he said: "I They actually have the same kind..."

Aldernan, who held a bone in his mouth as a toothpick, lay on the ground and basked in the sun comfortably, while lazily saying: "Unlike us, not only do they have no resistance to becoming a different race, they even attract Proud."

Carroll remembered something, and said, "They call themselves crusaders, warriors under the command of the Sons of Gods."

Aldernan stretched his waist: "Regardless of what they are called, do you feel safe when you see guys who have the same appearance as yourself, walking around around you?"

Carroll glanced at the werewolf and said subconsciously: "Indeed, but this feeling is very strange."

"No matter how strange it is, it's better than being treated as a monster." Aldernan opened his mouth wide and yawned like an old dog: "After dinner, if you're fine, do you want to go to my place?"

Carol looked at the orcs, picked up his weapons and started fighting training, and asked casually, "Going to your place? What are you doing?"

Aldernan slowly got up from the ground, shaking the dust on his back: "A few days ago, I found two people who can play cards in the werewolf clan. With you, we just made a table tonight."

Carroll did not answer Aldernan, but turned his head to a dense forest in the distance of the village.

Ardnan followed his line of sight and happened to see two elf women walking through the canopy of the trees and jumping into the wooden house built on the trunk.

"Still thinking about her?" The werewolf patted the orc on the shoulder: "Dude, I didn't hit you, don't you think the gap between races is already difficult to bridge?"

"Carol, think about it. The group of Mr. and Mrs. Elf not only have staggering cleanliness, but what they do every day is either discussing art or studying hard. They also hate anything made of metal. The most important thing is that they hate meat!"

Ardenan scratched the back of his head with a puzzled look on his face: "Did you hear that? I don't want to eat meat! Is there any food more delicious than meat in this world?"

Carroll ignored Aldernan's complaints, his eyes dimmed, and he looked away.

Ardenan was still chattering there: "Except for training and praying, those elves are willing to condescend to be with other alien races. Other times, they look at us like they are looking at freaks."

Before the words fell, a cry came from above the two of them.

Following the sound, a humanoid creature with slender limbs and bird wings flew down from the top of the hill.

Aldernan hid in the shade of the trees, and whispered to Carroll: "The group of harpies look at people every day as if they are looking for prey. I heard that they rejected the food provided by the village. , choose to prey on their own."

Waiting for the harpy to return to its lair, the two walked along the path in the village towards the center of the village.

Looking along the way, orcs, werewolves, lizardmen, tauren, elves... all kinds of races gathered in this village, using the same language, but each has different habits and ethnic groups.

Walking to the square in the center of the village, Aldernan looked at the huge black dragon statue standing in the center, and whispered: "They say that is the real body of the son of the gods. But no matter how you look at it, it looks like a dragon." ..."

"Dragon." Carol added in a low voice, looking at the group of creatures of different races kneeling in front of the statue.

Ardenan tilted his head and lowered his voice: "When he brought us here, Randall once said that His Majesty is the rumored Son of the Gods. In other words, His Majesty is that..."

Carroll glanced at the creatures around him, put his arms around Aldernan's neck, and said in a low voice: "I told you, don't discuss this matter here."

Aldernan shrugged: "Listen to you."

The two walked through the square and came to the gate of the temple in the village.

Under the command of an apprentice shaman, a group of tauren were moving large quantities of supplies from the carriage.

Seeing the villagers queuing up to get the needed materials and tools from the shaman apprentices, Ardnan touched his chin and marveled: "In this village where foreigners live, the distribution of materials, including food, tools, books, etc. , are all taken care of by the temple. Every crusader does not need to spend money, and does not need to keep accounts, just need to provide their own needs."

"It's exactly this that makes me feel strange." Aldenan looked at the mountain of supplies, distributed them little by little, and said strangely: "This is not like a tribe, because the leader never pays his subordinates; here It's not like a village, because there is no village head who can satisfy the needs of the villagers so endlessly."

Carroll looked at the believers in the temple who were worshiping the dragon statue through the gate of the temple, and said in a low voice: "In my opinion, this place may be more like the army directly under the religion. What the believers ask for is not money, but It’s a spiritual reward and recognition.”

Following Carroll, Ardnan stepped into the temple.

There are a large number of murals painted on the walls of the temple, some of which depict wars among the gods, some tell the deeds of the sons of the gods, and some depict the land of heroes after death.

Aldernan poked Carroll with his elbow, motioning him to look at the black dragon totem on the top of the temple.

"I heard them say that if you touch that totem with your hand, you can let your soul enter the sanctuary of the gods and stay there for a while."

Carroll looked at the totem worshiped by believers, and said in a low voice: "I've heard about this too. It is rumored that there are dead warriors living in the Holy Land, and their heroic spirits reside there, enjoying the delicacies and wine, awaiting the next call of war from the Son of the Gods."

Aldernan frowned and said, "Do you believe it?"

"More than one person has touched that totem, and they all claim to have been to that sanctuary, so it shouldn't be false." Carol sighed helplessly: "However, only crusaders who have made meritorious deeds are eligible to touch the totem." Touch that totem..."

Aldernan wanted to say something, but was suddenly startled by a burst of exclamation behind him.

He looked towards the entrance of the temple. Two charming and charming gorgons, surrounded by a dark elf with an awkward expression, slowly walked into the hall under everyone's attention.

Aldernan stretched his neck, looked at the three people who came in, and said to Carroll: "It's the pair of snake sisters! The last time I saw them was when they were training and fighting...the one in the middle had a smile on their face. The scarred dark elf is a new face, he should be a newcomer who just entered the village."

Carroll pulled Aldernan back a little: "Don't get too close! You shouldn't have forgotten how scary those sisters were during the last training..."

Looking at the perfectly curvy upper bodies of the Snake Demon sisters, and the glamorous faces, Ardnan said with regret: "I heard people say that the sisters chose to join the Crusaders for a man. , could it be the guy with the scar on his face..."

Seeing more and more foreign races watching the fun pouring into the temple, Carol pulled Aldernan to retreat first.

Ardnan climbed up a low tree, and while paying attention to everything that happened in the temple, he said to Carol: "That dark elf seems to be an old acquaintance with the shaman leader of the temple, Master Minnie. It was a pleasure to get up and talk... oh!"

Hearing the werewolf's heavy sigh, Carroll asked quickly, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"The pair of snake demon sisters who don't even look at people at all, are now hugging that lucky boy tightly from left to right! I'm sure that guy must be the person they are waiting for!"

Facing Aldernan's envious and jealous tone, Carroll rolled his eyes and was completely speechless.