Knight of the Light

The icy cold wind passed through the gate of the temple, making a sound of whirring.

Powell was wearing gray armor and was standing at the door of the temple, covered with ice. He didn't feel cold in the low temperature, not to mention that he was weird, but felt cold and comfortable.

A statue of Olur, the goddess of winter, is erected in the middle of the palace. It was a slick girl with long crystal hair and ice and snow. She wielded a sharp frozen axe and rushed to the ground in a jumping posture.

Around the goddess of winter, everything is frozen. Although it only has weak divine power, it is the patron saint of the Northland and the object of faith of the Phils family. It's just that Orel's temper is not so good

"The goddess is cold, and we must pay great awe to it. In the cold wind, love, sentiment, and glory are extremely ridiculous. Only when you are close to the cold can you get the gift from the goddess's ridicule."

A stupid old man standing in front of the idol, his originally tall physique has become old, and at this moment, it is like a residual candle in the cold wind, which may fall at any time. But his voice was extremely cold, and spread to the square with the wind.

Powell Jr. listened to the old man's teachings, and bowed in an extremely humble manner. There are still many people in front of him. Everyone is holding the ice in their hands and praying silently. The more frozen the ice was, the more painful they became, and the more they couldn't let go.

Among the people who hold the ice are Louis Firth, the actual owner of the Banshee Fortress. It was he who led the Lord's Guard to the temple and offered his ultimate piety to the goddess of winter who ruled the North.

In front of the statue is Old Phils, a strong man who has ruled the North for more than ten years and is heading towards the end of his life. Powell Jr. stood behind the crowd and looked up carefully. The old man's sharp eyes quickly locked on him, casting cold light.

Powell Jr quickly bowed his head, holding a piece of ice to pray to the goddess, with the intention of gaining favor from the gods. At this moment he had departed from the belief of Tyr, the **** of justice, and instead turned into the embrace of winter.

The moment he converted, Powell Jr felt more relaxed than ever. Olur's teachings are cruel and deadly, without any tenderness, without any moral restraint, but only about the ultimate interests. This is perfect for sophisticated egoists.

When the cold wind surrounds himself, Powell Jr feels that he feels real power. It was this power that allowed him to regain confidence and willingly to die for the Phils family.

Holding the ice larger than the palm of your hand, you must rely on your body temperature to turn it into snow. Someone in the city's main guard soon couldn't hold it, and the bitter cold was shaking. Old Phils, standing under the statue, waved his hand and expelled him from the temple.

Little Powell clenched his teeth and held on to the idea of ​​freezing his arms. But the goddess of Han Dong never has sympathy, and those who cannot pass the test without giving up will really lose their limbs and even life.

Persisting for a long time, the ice in Powell's hands showed no signs of melting, still cold and hard. The palm of his hand turned black and purple because of the low temperature, like a dead body. This situation made him feel bad.

Holding the ice is a test, but you can't get promotion without passing it. Once this opportunity is lost

A palm rested on Powell's shoulder. Warmly flowing into the body, Powell's palms holding the ice regained consciousness, and he felt severe tingling from the skin and flesh. He glanced back, and was Master Bank of the Wizarding Group.

The most powerful wizard in the North, the Guardian of the Banshee Fortress, the true wise, and the master with white hair, Banker has a series of tall titles. He is proficient in prophecy, known as ‘there are two eyes that see through the essence of things’.

Powell Jr. didn't understand why he was valued by the head of the wizarding group, nor did he understand why the other party favored himself, and persuaded himself to convert to Orel. But now it seems that Bank is very good to him.

The warm current given by Bank helped Powell's little, his hands began to heat up, and the ice cubes quickly melted into water. When the whole test passed, he felt the idol's eyes stared at him, his blood became cold instantly.

The power of winter passes through the body.

The Frozen Knight, a special profession in the Church of Orel, the cold-blooded killer, the icy and cold wind spreader, the one who embraces the frost.

Today's test is precisely to select the elite from the city's main guard and form the 'Women' Knights. More than 200 people took part in the test, and less than 50 passed the test.

Those who can join the Knights of the banshee will be funded by the Phils family, will have a larger and better territory, more slaves and servants, all weapons and equipment will be uniformly distributed, no longer need to bring their own.

The most important thing is that the members of each knight group will get the same status as the members of the wizard group. For Wufu, who has always been ridiculed as ‘only muscles and no brains’, this is a huge rise in status.

After being promoted, Powell Jr wanted to thank Master Bank. He knew very well that he would never have joined the Cavaliers without the help of the other party. But when he looked around, he found that Bank was long gone, and Old Phils was also missing.

"Powell." A call came from the side. Louis Phils approached slowly with a cold, proud face. He is not the city owner of Banshee Fortress yet, but he has already acted as the city owner and is also the head of the newly formed Knights.

Powell Jr. was flattered to be shouted by the big man. He quickly stood sideways and bowed his head, "Hello, what do you tell me?"

Louis Phils looked a few times, still sullen, and said coldly, "I have heard the report about your family."

Powell Jr. had a lower head and was uneasy. He didn't tell the truth about the family tragedy. This is easily discerned by the 'Detect Lies' technique. That's why he didn't understand why he was still treated kindly by Master Bank.

Prophecy is where wizards are best at identifying authenticity.

In fact, these superiors do not need to deal with a disappointing knight child. Powell Jr. is very likely to become a wandering adventurer, wandering around the north to find opportunities, and live a wandering lonely life.

But Master Bank gave Powell Jr. a chance, recommended him to inherit the knighthood of the Powell family, and also helped him join the banshee knight group. Louis Phils, who now controls the city, took the initiative to find him, and it surprised and delighted him even more.

Powell Jr. wanted to squeeze a few tears to express his sadness, but Louis Phils waved and said, "For your family, let's end it. Tell me about Victor Hugo. You know him well. "

Victor Hugo? Powell Jr. didn't know how to talk. He is indeed more familiar with the riser in the Black Forest than the average person. But if you are familiar, you really ca n’t talk about it. Just Louis Phils asked, and he had to answer.

The two walked out one by one and led the followers out of the temple. Little Powell followed, talking about joining the crusade to the Harmony Village until he returned to the main village of the family. Just when it comes to Zhou Qingfeng suddenly came

"Why Victor Hugo is going to trouble your family?" Louis Phils asked suddenly.

Bowelton Jr. always supported me, and I do n’t know how to answer. Is it true that his father is actually a descendant of demons?

Louis Phils did not wait to answer, and asked again, "I have sent people to your family territory to find some surviving villagers. According to their description, it is different from what you said."

Little Powell was even more frightened, and hated himself for killing the carbine for Mao Wei waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to leave the village, and slaughtering the **** villagers. At this moment he was totally speechless, as if he had blocked his stool.

Louis Phils still did not wait for any explanation from Powell, and continued to say coldly: "I recently received some clues. The demon Victor Hugo in your mouth is in our banshee."

Powell Jr became cold and sweaty, as if a calamity was imminent.

Louis Phils was very satisfied with his appearance, and patted his shoulders, saying, "You just need to know that I know you well. But as long as you are loyal to me enough, I don't care about your past. "

"Yes, yes, I'm absolutely loyal." Powell Jr. pressed his shoulders down, sincerely as if he was carrying a gigantic boulder, "I must serve the Lord."

"Very good." Louis Firth's mouth turned up and he patted Powell's shoulder again. "I need you to deal with Victor Hugo."