Chapter 428 Holy Light and Choice

Estrada, the hand of miracles, the strongest paladin, the light walker on the ground, each honorary name represents countless feats and great achievements, and he can often be seen in the heroic epics that are always sung in taverns If he had to use a single title to sum up his legendary first half of his life, "Living Epic" would probably be the most appropriate. ￠￡top￠￡point￠￡small￠￡ said,

"He is the most pious, brave, humble, and powerful paladin." This is not only Roland's understanding of him, but also the consistent view of the world on him.

Pious, for thousands of years, he has never betrayed the belief of the Holy Light, and restricts himself with the justice and commandments in his heart at all times, prays devoutly every day, clean water and black bread to keep himself away from greed, even for him No one dared to question his belief in the past popes who were deeply jealous.

Bravery, in countless wars, as long as someone lends a helping hand to him, as long as it is in line with the justice in his heart, Estrada has never refused, and as long as he participates in the war, he will always be at the forefront , the scars all over his body that even the holy light couldn't heal, but there were no deserter's vest scars.

"...Holy Light will never reject mortals' requests for help. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we will fight for Holy Light and justice to the last moment."

Simple words, but never a slogan of nothingness, even in a desperate situation without hope, as long as there is a need for a redeemer behind him, he has never left.

Humble, unlike other high-ranking people who live in luxury, he has never had the self-awareness of the high-level church. He always lives in the collective dormitory equipped by the church. Anyone can go to him directly, and the old paladin has countless disciples. He likes young warriors. And take cultivating talents as the joy of life. There were countless heroes in the long list of disciples, and one of them gave him a headache.

"...Roland, if you can be a little more serious, you can definitely become one of the most powerful paladins in history. No, no, no, this is not a reason for you to skip school. In order to be worthy of your talent, I will give you a special make-up class Yes. Holy light magic can’t trouble you, how about swordsmanship? What, you are already a sword master? How about, let’s talk about philosophy? What, philosophy and theology debate should have a good start? Okay, if you lose, Just return the wallet to those senior brothers. Oh, I will lose? A joke."

Estrada still remembers that sunny afternoon, the boy with a sunny smile on his face. Carrying the wallet of the senior brother who just won in the gambling game, but using inexplicable paradox. I won half a year's salary.

"To satisfy my utilitarian belief? Just to recognize its pure belief of justice? Little Roland, don't tell others, no, I don't agree with your idea, otherwise you won't be counted as a winner. But There are some guys who are more stubborn than me, and they will directly destroy the physical body of the opponents they cannot defeat in the debate. I don't care, but you are still young, don't make trouble for yourself. "

perhaps,

What Esotrada regrets the most is that he didn't get to the bottom of it. He didn't reverse Roland's extreme ideas at the time. He just thought that this was the whimsy of a young genius, and it would gradually fade away in the harsh reality and public opinion. He was corrected, but he didn't expect that the little difference would gradually become bigger and bigger, and he would step by step to the point of irreversibility.

Powerful, the long years let him know that justice without power as a backing is meaningless, and the strongest paladin... no, maybe he is the strongest human being, and no one will object to it, even though it is far from his last time It has been more than a hundred years since it was shot.

"...Roland, the hatred in the past has driven you into madness. I created you, but I didn't save you from a hopeless fate. This is all my fault. Roland, face me! Face your injustice. Qualified mentor. Today, I am here to right the wrongs of the past, even at the cost of my life."

In the Eternal Night catastrophe, the glorious figure that charged against countless undead natural disasters alone is still engraved in the eyes of the world. After the entire army of the Templar Alliance was wiped out, he still challenged the Eternal Night Emperor and his legion alone. The great feat has become the ceiling of the Anton Cathedral The brightest bas-relief.

Pious, brave, humble, and powerful, as a paladin, Estrada is perfect, but if you want to find any shortcomings from him, probably, it can only be too perfect and too dazzling.

Popes of all ages have regarded it as a useful knife, but that’s all. When personal prestige is higher than that of the pope, when those “personal speeches” conflict with the teachings and the authority of the church from time to time, the high-level church will naturally Think he's annoying.

Over the years, he has also been used to being idle, jealous and excluded, and his position has taken off and landed countless times, but his belief has not wavered in the slightest, and he just does what he is doing seriously.

"...Children, justice is actually not difficult to understand. It is just kindness from the bottom of the heart, and faith is the process of discovering and expanding one's own kindness. We pursue the belief of the Holy Light, and we only believe that he can keep the kindness in people's hearts .When you need to make a choice, ask yourself in your heart, and you will be able to make your own choice—ad226 early spring.”

Although his beliefs are somewhat different from those of the high-level church, and the phrase "doctrines that do not guide people to be good are cults" has caused him countless troubles, but the teachings about faith are still spread throughout the continent, and countless young people Therefore, I chose the glorious profession of paladin, and the way of holy light of paladin is also subtly different from other priests. The "good thoughts in my heart" has become the most important motto of young knights outside the city. Strong paladins are always vulnerable to attack.

"If the oracle of the God of Holy Light conflicts with your justice, what choice will you make?"

Someone once questioned him, and his answer caused countless controversies. He thought he was caught by his pigtails, but he laughed in public. That thunderous answer is still echoing in the entire church.

"Holy Light, if my belief will conflict with the most basic morality and justice, then what is the need for such a belief to exist?"

That year, as evidenced by the powerful holy light that fell from the sky, he thought so and did so.

This year, when the divine envoy representing faith descends from the sky. And when they decided to slaughter the heretics. When the so-called will of the gods conflicts with the most basic moral justice. What choice will he make when the pure dispute of ideas turns into a real life-and-death conflict?

Two days ago, he also received a letter from his disciple, which started with exactly the same question.

"Teacher, let me ask you again, when the will of the God of Holy Light conflicts with the justice extended from the kind thoughts from the bottom of your heart, what will you choose?"

Originally Estrada was still very puzzled, but now. But he could only pinch the letter on his chest, and smiled helplessly.

"Really? Have you seen through it all? Then, Roland, let me tell you, my thoughts have never changed. If the belief in the Holy Light really loses even the most basic goodwill, then such a belief is still worthless." There is a need for existence."

The silver Hammer of Holy Light fell heavily to the ground, and the old paladins in full armor rode old horses blocking the road, and in front of them was the endless holy war army.

The old knight shook his head helplessly. For many years, it has been hailed as the spokesperson of the Holy Light on the ground. He never imagined that one day he would face the battle flag representing the holy light and justice, but his arm did not waver at all, and the boiling fighting spirit had already explained everything.

"The Holy Light will never reject mortals' calls for help. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we will fight for the Holy Light and justice to the last moment."

Behind them was the pagan city-state, and the old knight's roar echoed throughout the battlefield, but at this moment, in front of the weak old knight, the glorious crusader's vanguard retreated inexplicably.

No, not everyone retreated, but someone suddenly stepped forward and walked out from under the glorious banner of holy light.

"Ken? Unexpectedly, the first person who came to face me was you, my disciple."

A little nostalgic, a little surprised, but without the slightest hesitation. After making such a choice, the old paladin was already mentally prepared to face any opponent, even if he was his most proud disciple.

"Old Antique, you can't even count your disciples. It's so strange to have me alone."

It was a middle-aged knight with a dark face. When he was also a demigod paladin Ken walked up to Estrada, he pulled out his long sword, but suddenly turned back and shouted at the place he just came from.

"Hey, Old Antique has taken the lead again. How long are you going to wait? Are you slower than me, an incompetent guy?"

One by one, the paladins walked out of the camp silently, drew out their blades and faced the friendly troops in the past, while their companions who stayed in place could only sit back and watch all this happen with shame on their faces.

"Holy Light above..."

It's not just the paladins who came out this time, those once pious priests of the Holy Light also made their own choices, even if it would make them lose all their status and honor, even if it would make them a thing of the past The most shameless apostate and depraved priest.

"...If the belief of the gods conflicts with the most basic morality and justice...."

Those knights of the kingdom who participated in the holy war also came out of the queue. The massacre of civilians was not part of their chivalry virtues. anger.

"...Killing civilians? Damn it, there are more than two million people here, what is the need for such a belief!"

Everyone read Estrada's famous quote together, and the resonance of faith made him make the same choice. In the next ten minutes, during the hesitation of the frontline commander and the time to ask his superiors, Zero Zero The scattered soldiers all made their own choices.

Although in the end Estrada's side was still not as good as one percent of the other party, even if they would be crushed to pieces by the army in the next moment, he still smiled contentedly.

Yes, what is he dissatisfied with? As a paladin and a believer, he can let his beliefs be recognized by so many people from the bottom of his heart, and even martyr him for it, even if he will die in the next moment, what else? dissatisfied.

Suddenly, an old bishop in a red robe came out tremblingly from the crowd. With a wrinkled face, he was holding on to his cane, panting heavily, and the surrounding attendants and guard knights quickly surrounded him.

"... Bishop Stephen."

Yes, this is the current leader of the coalition forces, the dirty and despicable "credit grabber" Archbishop Stephen. Now, he has managed to reach the pinnacle of his life, but it seems that he will not live long.

And if Estrada betrayed the Church of the Holy Church here, and if the expeditionary force of the Church of the Holy Church split here, I am afraid that the crown he just got would lose its brilliance, and he would definitely come to prevent all this from happening.

"...Stephen, needless to say, I have already made a decision."

Even though many people in the church are not ashamed of Stephen's actions, looking at the dying old man and thinking of his actions, Estrada feels inexplicably regretful. In his memory, Stephen in the past is still A stubborn orphan who was bullied by his classmates and didn't complain, but secretly hid and cried for the helpless parishioners.

While everyone was watching, the old bishop, who had finally let go, finally spoke.

"Es...Trada, I...I didn't come to stop you, I know that since you have made up your mind, words are meaningless to you, I...I...cough cough cough cough.....

A severe cough caused the old man to bend over. There were bloodstains on the ground, but he stubbornly leaned on the crutches and stood up with his teeth gritted.

Seeing the scene in front of him, even Estrada couldn't bear it. He wanted to help, but was knocked out by the old bishop.

"Snapped!"

Old Stephen finally stood up straight, but there was a flame of will in his eyes, and the old man's roar echoed throughout the world.

"I know you look down on me as a 'dirty bastard who snatches military exploits', 'a black-hearted bastard who stepped on the corpse', but I am also a believer in the Holy Light who is involved. In order to bring us the Holy Light of hope and light, sacrifice What is my personal honor... You say, as a bishop, as a preacher of the Holy Light and a pastor of the believers, did I do anything wrong..."

The blood-red eyes of the old man glanced back and forth, and he heard the roar from the bottom of his heart. Although he has been in power these days, there are more contemptuous gazes. Who can tell, now, under the gaze of everyone, it suddenly exploded.

The paladins who looked down on him in the past have changed a bit. Maybe they were too harsh on the old man in the past, but this is not the reason for them to change their current behavior. The next scene made everyone unbelievable.

"But now he... the belief in the Holy Light that I risked everything to uphold is not even the most fundamental justice, and I still risked everything to protect him. Mentor, I am no longer the leader of the coalition forces, I am with you Facing the future, even if it is doomed to death, even if you cannot ascend to heaven in the future...cough cough cough."

The severe cough made him bend down again, but this time, the old bishop asked his mentor to help him up.

At this time, even those fighters who were still in the Holy Light's camp all cast respectful gazes at the old man who had already been discredited.

And when the supreme coalition leader betrayed, this time, the entire Jihad coalition was in an uproar, and the soldiers who had just made a decision hesitated again. Some naive people were guessing, perhaps, if more people chose to betray, the Holy Church Civil War would not have broken out, and it would have been a pivotal turning point in history.

But at this moment, the dazzling fire pierced the sky...

"……ah!"

A flaming giant sword fell from the sky, and old Stephen was nailed to the ground by the flaming holy sword before he could even scream. The old bishop who had just made a decision from the bottom of his heart just fell down.

"That's holy...I don't.....regret it...."

Unwilling to rest in peace, the old man finally stretched out his hand to the sky, and took a last look at this beautiful world. His mentor's hand turned into gray-black ashes, and the trace of blood that had just been spit out on the ground became his last trace.

The winged angel descended from the sky and stood in midair. Archangel Arcas silently watched the mortals below. Even at this moment, he still had no emotion.

And in the midair behind him, the powerful angel legion had already assembled. The angels under the heavy armor just looked at this side silently. The hot holy flame on the white wings and holy sword had already indicated their choice.

"The Holy Order of the Holy Light, apostates will be killed without mercy."

But what was facing him was the Holy Hammer of the old knight. (To be continued..)