"You asked for it. I''ll send you to your God!"


    Qiang!


    Under the gaze of the crowd, Carl fiercely pulled out his sword. With a crazy and desperate look in his eyes, he raised his hand to stab the long sword into robus''s chest!


    Flame!


    There was a flame on the sword!


    Under the gaze of the crowd, at the moment when the long sword was about to stab into the other party''s body, a flame rose from the sword handle and wrapped the whole long sword in an instant.


    "Ah!"


    Burned by the fire, Carl threw away the long sword in his hand.


    The scene of blood splashing in the mercenaries'' imagination and blood stained in white robes did not appear. Many people''s repressed roars were directly stuck in their throats, and the needles could be heard in the hotel for a time.


    "How... How could this happen?"


    Looking at his sword burning on the ground, Carl leaked an incredible look.


    "God, miracle!"


    TrimA, who was staring at everything, said in a daze: "this is a miracle, a miracle! He, he said your sword can''t kill him! The God of light won''t let him die here!"


    Looking at TrimA, robus said, "TrimA, stray lamb, come on, I''ll take you home, back to the center of your friends, back to the shepherd."


    Rob''s voice was ethereal and sacred. In the dark hotel hall, with his luxurious white robe, it seemed that there were gods walking in the world.


    Stunned, TrimA looked up at robus standing in front of him. The expression on his face changed, as if he had been inspired by some kind of sacred inspiration. Then, under the attention of the people, he slowly got up, pulled out his waist sword, clubbed the ground with both hands, bent his knees and knelt at robs'' feet.


    "Mercenary TrimA, willing to follow your footsteps and wait beside you, sir, please take it in."


    Looking up, TrimA looked pious and glorious, as if a refugee wandering in the sea had finally found a ship that could carry him.


    Looking at TrimA, Hobbes stepped forward and his right hand fell on his head: "you are not following me, but God! I am just God''s servant, leading the travelers wandering outside the door to God. Get up. From this moment on, your heart will be at peace, and God will hear your confession and wash away all injustice for you!"


    "Praise the God of light. I finally got my heart today."


    The moment he got up, it seemed that something heavy had been left on the ground by TrimA. He straightened his back and walked behind priest robus. His unclean face seemed to shine with divine glory.


    The mercenaries were stunned at this scene. This sudden change shocked and surprised them who were also well-informed.


    Is that guy really inspired by the God of light? People thought that the eyes they looked at robus had changed.


    "What about you?" robs asked softly, looking at Carl standing there hesitating.


    "I... I..."


    Glancing at the ground, which had become a charcoal sword, Carl hesitated, looking like he wanted to say something, but he didn''t dare to express it.


    "Are you still hesitating? Or do you still doubt?" said Hobbes. "Look into your heart. The only thing people can''t deceive is themselves. You once complained that God abandoned you, but how do you know that your path is not the best of thousands?"


    "We are all born sinful. Although God will guide all those who believe in him to the bright world, not all people will arrive at the same time. For those who have a heavy responsibility, his road will be more rough and rugged."


    "But... But I almost killed you just now," Carl said in a trembling voice.


    "Did I die because of you?" asked robus.


    "But I was really going to kill you!" Carl said stubbornly. "Although I failed, that''s not my reason. I, how can I follow you? Maybe I was abandoned by God!"


    Where is Kalli? The loss and sadness on his face make him look like a lone sheep abandoned in the confused wilderness.


    "No." robus stepped forward, took Carl''s right hand and looked straight into his dodging eyes.


    "God!" he prayed, "forgive the lost poor man. He doesn''t know what he is doing, but you know! His life needs a reason for him to repent!"


    Hearing robs'' words, Carl began to cry, grabbed each other''s hands and knelt at robs''s feet in a white robe.


    "Get up. As long as you recognize your sins and serve God piously, he will give you the sword of justice again."


    "I will, I will follow you! Repent my sins with my life!" Carl said with a choking head, and then got up and stood behind priest Hobbs.


    After accepting TrimA and Carl, robs looked around at the people in the hotel hall.


    "And you?" he said. Seeing that everyone was silent, he continued, "God is our shepherd and will be able to hear our voice! Those who do not believe in God will fall into boundless suffering, and those who blaspheme God will fall into the abyss of the earth!"


    Looking at robus, the mercenaries were silent. Although most people still didn''t believe in the words and the abyss of evil, no one dared to ridicule.


    Looking at the speechless crowd, robus shook his head compassionately and turned to negotiate with the hotel owner loreg again.


    "Did you deceive king olivido in this way?"


    Just as robs turned around, a thick and low voice came from the corner of the hall.


    They all turned their heads and looked at pace, who was standing at the table in black.


    It''s him!


    The mercenaries trembled in their hearts, and then there was a surge of excitement and expectation. They know that the good play tonight is not over!


    The people of the God of light also turned their heads and stared at pace. Because he was in a corner of the hall, the oil lamp on the roof was dim, so that his figure seemed to be covered with a shadow.


    "Who are you? How dare you guess king olivido!" robus said in a low voice.


    Although he did not recognize the person in front of him, the sword on the other side''s waist and the ruby at the top of the sword handle showed that he was different from these mercenaries.


    It''s estimated that these mercenaries can''t earn that ruby in ten years! Robus thought.


    Pace walked out of the corner and stood under a chandelier. Several of his men got up with him and stood beside him.


    As soon as the mercenaries around looked at the battle, they immediately carried the table to the corner and gave way to the open space in the center of the hall.


    They knew that the reason why pace and his gang never made trouble was because no one dared to provoke them.


    That guy is a powerful swordsman known as the glory of the North!


    Pace stroked his sword around his waist, looked at Rob and others in front of him, and said faintly, "I''m just an ordinary mercenary."


    ……