Broad World

The Knights of the Fierce Heart is located on the east side of the Temple District, only two streets away from the mansion given to Henry by the council. Like all buildings in this area, it is built on the river across the city, surrounded by clear water and beautiful small gardens.

As the safest place in Askatra, there are paladins patrolling and knights from various temples everywhere on the streets. Then, of course, there are priests who preach to passers-by. It can be said that to be able to afford a house here, one must be either rich or expensive, and one must have considerable power, otherwise, one would soon run away under the contemptuous eyes of the neighbors around.

As for those beggars, tramps, thieves and gang members, they dare not appear here at all, because they will be deported or put in prison when they pass through the administrative area. When it comes to protecting the safety of big merchants and nobles, the council has never been relentless, and even shadow thieves dare not cross the line easily.

In this city, the Knights almost simultaneously perform many functions such as law enforcement, maintaining order, mediating disputes, fighting against evil, alleviating public dissatisfaction, etc., and has long been an indispensable part of Amn. Its members are mainly from the followers of Tyre, the God of Justice, Tom, the God of Loyalty and Courage, Heim, the God of Guardians, and Lathander, the Lord of Dawn. Formal knight.

Of course, the knight here is not necessarily a paladin, but may also be a priest and warrior. Don't think that anyone can become a paladin, only those who are willing to give their all to good and order, and always abide by a strict code of conduct. Perhaps only one or two people from a thousand people of the good camp can be picked, which is not much easier than becoming a mage.

Most of the so-called temple knights in the Church of Gods are priests and warriors, and there are very few real paladins. Take the Knights of the Fever Heart as an example, the number of real paladins will never exceed two hundred. The retired old Kaidong is the most powerful one among them. It is said that he led a small team to drag down the army of thousands of orcs in the early years, buying enough time for the arrival of reinforcements.

When Henry came to the gate of the Knights, he found that for some reason, there were a lot of spectators gathered here. Among them, a young bard was playing the harp, and shouted in a very exaggerated tone : "Ah! Charming Ms. Alana! Oh...my most beautiful Ms. Alana!!"

"Uh...Garrick? What can I do for you?" A female paladin standing at the door asked in embarrassment. She has short blond hair and wears the standard half-length steel armor of the knight order, looking very capable. Possessing a kind of heroism that ordinary women don't have, no wonder there are suitors here to publicly express their love.

"I, uh... I, uh..." The young man who was called Garrick seemed to have a tongue tied, and he didn't come out with a word for a long time. He blushed from holding back, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter.

At this time, a short dwarf who was following him rushed up and whispered: "I am here to show you the love of a bard and artist. Please accept my delicate love, when I look at you , hold it in your hand."

After being prompted. Garrick immediately plucked the strings again and intoned in a stammering tone, "I have come... to beg you... to accept the love of me, bard and artist, hold my fragile heart, my ...Sweetheart. Hold it in my hand, so that it can look up at your beautiful face. Uh...yes, that's it."

"Oh... I see, yes, Garrick, thank you." Ms. Alana agreed with a playful smile.

The member of the Knights standing guard with her asked in a surprised voice, "Are you serious, Alana? This guy is a playboy!"

"Hush, keep your voice down. Believe me, Sir Cadreal, it will be very interesting." The female paladin blinked playfully.

"Uh... well, let's treat it as entertainment, maybe the next thing will be much more interesting than before." Seeing that his companion was not confused by this crappy bard, Sir Cadrell didn't care Shrugging his shoulders, he narrowed his eyes and continued watching the show.

The dwarf lowered his voice and continued to prompt: "Come with me, beautiful lady, let me..."

Sudden. A large black mosquito landed on his neck. The little man slapped him to death without saying a word, and then cursed: "Damn bug!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, he immediately realized that he seemed to have made a mistake, and quickly corrected him: "No, you idiot... No. Don't..."

Unfortunately, it's too late. Garrick had already copied the entire sentence, pretending to be: "Follow me... come. Beautiful lady, let me... oh! Damn bug! No, you stupid... no!"

"Hey... Ms., it seems that you are right. This is really interesting." Jazz Cadreal almost couldn't breathe. Although the helmet covered most of his facial expressions, judging from his slightly trembling body, he must have laughed out loud.

"So that's it, I think I know what's going on." Alana said in a low voice.

Now even fools can see how lame Garrick's bard is, and even those nympho noble ladies may not be able to handle it, let alone a wise paladin. As for the onlookers, they booed one after another, so that Garrick and the dwarf didn't dare to stay where they were, and hurried away covering their faces in desperation.

After hiding aside and watching the farce, Henry chuckled and shook his head, apparently recognizing the clumsy bard. A few months ago, when he was adventuring with Aberdel and Imon in Belgost, Garrick was the follower of the evil witch Kexier. He didn't expect to come to Amn to hunt for beauty. He is really a restless guy.

But it's a pity that the paladin has a special ability, which can easily distinguish the good and evil tendencies in a person's heart. A half-hearted person like it, who occasionally acts as an accomplice to villains, is impossible to win the favor of female paladins, not to mention that some despicable methods are used in it, such as asking someone to write love poems for him.

As Garrick's love show ended in hilarity, the nearby crowd gradually dispersed. Henry took two steps forward and bowed slightly to the two knights: "Good afternoon, respected knights. I have some things I want to ask the grand master. I wonder if he is convenient now?"

"Who are you?" Elana asked with a smile in return.

It is worthy of observing etiquette. A paladin who advocated order and kindness, she never neglected the identity of the unrecognized person, and treated everyone equally and friendly in full accordance with the requirements of the group rules.

"My name is Henry, and I have had two very close cooperations with the Knights not long ago." Henry took off his hood, revealing his iconic hair and eyes.

As Sir Cadrill, who had participated in the campaign to siege the Mind Flayer, he immediately became a little excited. He took off his helmet without hesitation, and gave a very solemn knight salute: "It's a great honor to see you again, Your Excellency the Dragon Rider. The grand master works in the innermost room."

"Thank you. So can I go in now?" Out of politeness, Henry spoke again to confirm.

As long as there is no conflict of interest, his senses for these paladins are quite good. After all, no one can feel bad for a group of gentlemen and ladies who never care about rewards and are polite even to beggars. What's more, they completely disregarded their own lives when fighting against evil creatures and ensuring the safety of civilian life and property, and there are countless examples of never retreating in deadly battles.

Sir Cadrell nodded with a smile: "Of course, Grand Master Wetherland and Sir Kedong have said that you are one of our best friends, and you are welcome to visit the Knights at any time."

"Hehe, they are so polite. I still have to go in first, goodbye." After speaking, Henry waved his hand with a smile, opened the door and walked in.

He just disappeared. Elana asked impatiently: "Is he the legendary figure who killed the tyrant——Balagos "Flying Flame"? It looks like he's still underage! It feels like he's only in his teens!!"

"No, dear Elana. Your Excellency the Dragon Rider is nearly thirty years old this year, and his son and daughter are all grown up. I don't know why he is so young now. Maybe he cast some powerful magic " Sir Cadrill explained patiently. He knew that his female companion had only recently been promoted, and he knew little about the violent turmoil that had occurred not long ago.

"Oh? Then do you think he discovered some powerful evil force this time and asked for help from the Knights?" Alana continued to ask enthusiastically. Ever since she was promoted to a full-time member, she has been standing guard here, and she is almost bored to death, wishing for a mission to go out.

Sir Cadreal smiled wryly and shook his head: "I don't know, but I don't want to hear any bad news. An enemy that even a legendary spellcaster can't deal with is too dangerous. Maybe you don't know it. The last siege Mind flayers, we have lost many brothers and sisters. Although they died honorably, I still feel a little uncomfortable."

"Isn't the meaning of the Knights' existence to sacrifice themselves to protect this city? Don't be too sad, I believe those brothers and sisters who died will live a happy life in the kingdom of gods." After finishing speaking, Elana took a picture He patted his companion on the shoulder, then stood there without saying a word, silently praying to the god he believed in.

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The interior decoration of the Knights of the Fierce Heart is very simple, with an ordinary white marble floor and an empty hall in the middle. In the middle stands a statue of Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, with many chairs on both sides. This is a place used for meetings and promotion ceremonies on weekdays, and it looks very solemn.

The small rooms on the east side are the dining room, kitchen and utility room. On the north side are a large number of beds for those members who are exhausted after performing tasks to rest. As for the office of the Grand Master, it is on the westernmost side. There are two crimson banners hanging at the door, with the logo of the Knights printed on them. And the rules and regulations are written in the common language below, always reminding every member of the heavy responsibility they shoulder.

When he came near the office, Henry found that the door was not closed, and two gray-haired old men were talking happily inside. One of them was Grand Leader Witherland, and the other was the retired Chief Knight Kaidong. . The two seemed to be chatting about some interesting things in the past, and hearty laughter broke out from time to time.

Obviously, after unloading the heavy responsibilities, Kaidong became much more energetic. The serious and cautious expression on his face was no longer there, replaced by a slightly kind smile, and his gestures fully reflected the famous saying that men are becoming more and more attractive. (to be continued ~^~)