"you…"

Brante wanted to say something but didn't say it.

The paladin ignored the gazes around him, but instead knelt on one knee next to the two corpses and pulled out the dagger from one of them.

He put the long and short swords in a very solemn manner, then slid the back of his right hand under his neck to his chest and turned it over and lowered his head and whispered to the corpse.

"Wicked men! May you look up to the light of my Lord in hell!"

The escort frowned and put away the sword.

"You are Reit Solo...the famous hand of punishment?"

The paladin stood up after praying, nodded slightly to the commander, and then looked at Brante.

"Your noble, you have a kind heart, but your ability to distinguish right from wrong still needs to be trained. It would be great if there were more people like you in the nobles. May God guide you and disturb you!"

After a word, there was no drag on the mud, as if he suddenly arrived, the Paladin walked into the darkness alone, and did not know where his mount was parked.

Ignoring the feelings and actions of the people in the camp, Qin Xiaoxia's longing body followed the visitor for a long time, and he stood in the dark with his eyes narrowed.

The strength shown by this person just now was crushing. At the moment of his outbreak, a strange energy resonance appeared and disappeared on him.

‘It turns out that this place is not a simple ‘demonless’, things have become interesting!’
Chapter completed!