Chapter 180 Leon Octavian

Chapter 180 Leon Octavian

Seeing Scar solemnly take the badge and carefully put it in his collar, Father Lisen and Father Logan both smiled, but then they looked at each other and said to Scar at the same time.

"Please wait a moment, holy warrior."

Scar, who was ready to say goodbye to the two, was stunned for a moment, then asked.

"Excuse me, is there anything else?"

Father Logan responded.

"Merciful holy warrior, although we don't know why the Baldur's Gate newspaper reported your next move, we know that Baldur's Gate is not stable at present. In order to prevent the malice of some people with ulterior motives, we swear here that we will never reveal your information to anyone else."

Scar nodded when he saw this. The priest didn't know the specific truth of the matter, so he was so worried, and this oath could also minimize the possible troubles. Father Lisen also said at this time.

"But at the same time, although we don't know why you would publish your next actions to the world through newspapers, if the records in the newspapers are correct, all the tasks you will face next will probably be extremely dangerous."

"We can't let the kind-hearted people holding the badge of our Lord die in the next mission. Although you will be blessed by our Lord Ilmet even after death, I don't think you would want to receive this blessing too early."

"So please follow us."

Father Logan placed the platinum coins in the locker at the head of the bed and locked it, and the two priests led the way out of the room.

Ska also followed curiously when he saw this. The three of them walked out of the room until they completely walked out of the Temple of Suffering and came to the back of the temple. Father Rosen suddenly turned around and looked up at the top of the temple gate at the back.

"Come down, Leon."

Father Lison suddenly said, and in the sight of Father Scarshun, he also saw the person the priest was talking about.

A well-proportioned figure was sitting cross-legged on the gate of the temple against the sun. Because of the light, Scar couldn't see his specific face. He could only see that he had long hair tied up. His clothes were simple like other Ilmet believers, but his strong arms were deliberately exposed.

After hearing Father Lison's words, he seemed to open his eyes, and then suddenly stood up. With a nimble leap, he turned twice in the air and landed lightly, and in the process, he hardly stirred up a trace of dust.

Just through this one action, Scar judged that this person had a good martial arts attainment, and he finally let Scar see his face clearly when he came in front of him. It must be said that it was quite shocking.

His ears were sharper than those of humans, but not like those of pure-blooded elves. This feature made Scar know that he was a half-elf.

His skin was dark, but not the color that ordinary humans get when exposed to the sun. Instead, it was a grayish complexion with purple in the dark and white in the purple. This feature made Scar understand his other half of the elven bloodline, the dark elf drow.

You should know that in this world, dark elves are not welcomed by any race, and although half-drow do not suffer the most intense discrimination like pure-blooded dark elves, their real situation is not much better. They can be said to be very rare and notorious on the surface.

But if it were just that, Scar would not have made a rather shocking judgment on the man in front of him. What shocked Scar even more was that the half-drow elf had a golden dragon scale next to his eyes and on his cheeks! As a noble, Scar naturally knew what this dragon scale meant.

"Half-drow elf-Dragonborn?"

Scar said his guess a little awkwardly. To be honest, this situation is too rare. At least Scar had never heard of such a thing in his previous 30 years of life.

He had heard that some powerful drow clans would capture real dragons in order to create powerful offspring, and use shapeshifting to mate with them to give birth to children with dragon blood. However, even if such children were born successfully, they would definitely be half dragon and half drow, and not like the one in front of him who had half human blood and very rare dragon blood.

"Well, among the many people I have met, most of them used more vicious words to describe the origin of my bloodline when they first met me, instead of telling it as plainly as you did. I have to say, this is very rare."

The handsome half-drow dragonborn put his palms together, performed a common monk etiquette to Scar, and then spoke to Scar in an unusually cheerful tone.

"My name is Leon, Leon Octavian. Of course, I chose this name myself. After all, if I inherited the dragon bloodline, my name would definitely not be as short as it is now. I would have to list at least a dozen more names, but that would be too long and I don't like it."

"And if you want to ask about my father's and mother's names because of my bloodline, then I can only regretfully tell you that I don't know. I don't know which side of my parents is a dragon because they have never appeared in my life."

"Uh, that doesn't sound very good."

"Ha, you think so too, then it seems that we still have a common language. So, what kind of women do you like..."

"Leon."

Father Lison interrupted his speech at this moment. He looked at Scar with an apologetic look, and then explained to Scar.

"This is Leon. He is a powerful ascetic. I have explained to you before that followers of Ilmet will not bring pain to people, but the fact is that sometimes it is very helpless."

"If the believers have no strength and cannot even protect themselves, then there is no need to expect to protect others. The ascetics have taken up the profession of holy warriors among the believers of Ilmet. Leon completed the mission three years ago He planned a pilgrimage from Neverwinter to Baldur's Gate, trying to improve his martial arts and practice the path of Ilmet."

Father Lison introduced it to Scar.

"Although he sometimes says some strange things, no one can deny his pursuit of honing himself and improving his martial arts. He has been climbing on this path and has achieved what he should do as a follower of Ilmet. Responsibilities.”

At this time, Leon also put away his playful face, and he heard what Father Lison said.

"Father Lison, have you found a way for my next pilgrimage and penance?"