7. The Theory of Faith

The news that the two beauties, one big and one young, were going to duel swept through the hands of Tyr like a raging storm.

Since in the early morning of this day, the Grand Knight Mograini and Fording have already left the hands of Tyr and their whereabouts are unknown, and the Grand Inquisitor Ethan Lion has also returned to the Inquisition in the Hearthdale, the old General Abidis who remained in the hands of Tyr feels unwell today because of his alcoholism last night, mental pain, and his age, so the current huge Hand of Tyr is being run by the middle-level commanders.

And at this time, it was dinner time, which was the most idle time of the day for the trained paladins, so in less than 10 minutes, the entire training ground in front of the castle of the Hand of Tyr was full of young knights who came to see the excitement, because there were too many people, so it also alarmed some commanders in the castle, but for one reason or another, the commanders did not stop the duel.

In the center of the field, surrounded by hundreds of people, Bridget, dressed in training armor. Abidis was a little uneasy to see that her actions had caused such a big turmoil, she was essentially a qualified paladin, she had been trained by the big knights since she was a child, she was reluctant to be in the limelight, and she hoped to settle the matter privately with Anduin and Sarantia.

But Bridget underestimated her charm among the young people, and also overestimated the heart of her peers, and before the duel began, the shouts like a tsunami of mountains made her a little difficult to accept, and she buckled herself up with a helmet and isolated those shameful voices under the helmet, which felt slightly better.

She took advantage of the time she spent selecting her weapon, taking deep breaths, trying to calm her mind.

"What? Don't get used to this kind of onlooker? ”

A slightly mocking voice sounded behind Bridgette, and in the exclamation and commotion of the surrounding onlookers, Miss Knight turned around and saw Sarandia, dressed in light armor, carrying the purple crystal warhammer that was taller than her own, into the field, and the warhammer looked so heavy that the way Salantia looked now, it would make people wonder if her slender body could withstand the impact of the collision of weapons when she wielded it.

In the face of Salantia's sarcasm, Miss Abidis snorted, grabbed an unedged two-handed heavy sword, and brandished the heavy weapon with one hand, and by the way she looked, she knew that this beautiful female knight was not a vase... She's actually fought, maybe even on the battlefield.

"Worry about yourself, little girl."

Brigitte deliberately kept her voice low, and she glanced at Anduin, who was standing outside the venue, a little nervous, and said to Sarantia:

"Is that imp scared, or do you really want to protect him? You're an elf, he's a human, and you're certainly not his sister or sister, so, I'm curious, what is your relationship with him? ”

"Bang"

Sarandia put the Naru Crystal Warhammer in his hand on the ground, and between the heavy weapon and the stone slab on the ground, there was a low sound that made Brigitte can't help but shrink her eyes, representing the extraordinary weight of this weapon, but it was as light as a feather in Salantia's hands, either this weapon was blessed with special magic, or... This girl in front of you, who is almost still a child, is born with divine powers?

"If you're curious to know the answer to this question..."

Under the gaze of the onlookers, Sarandia, whose face was slightly red, reached out and put down the visor on her battle helmet, she moved her steel hand armor, grabbed the war hammer beside her with both hands, and between the fluttering of the feather of holy light, she replied angrily:

"I'm from Anduin... Fiancee. ”

"His, too, protector!"

"Hell!"

This answer made Bridget's eyebrows raise upward, and seeing that Sarandia was ready for battle, Miss Knight's body pressed down slightly, and she held the hilt of the sword with both hands, so that the blade was pointed diagonally upwards at the opponent in front of her, and she said with a complaint:

"You're both kids..."

"So what?"

Sarandia took a deep breath:

"We've seen a lot more blood than you... You crusader vase! ”

In the center of the battlefield, an old knight who served as the duel adjudicator raised his left hand high, and in the four directions in front of him, four high-ranking paladins with weapons stood in each position, staring solemnly at the duel that was about to begin, this is to prevent the two people in the duel from really getting angry, or when one party deliberately wants to hurt the other side, when necessary, the four paladins will immediately intervene in the battle and stop the duel.

"Duel... Begin! ”

The old knight's left hand swung down like a battle axe, and Knight Bridget's eyes narrowed at this moment, and the golden holy light shrouded her body, and in a coquettish shout, Miss Knight charged with a sword in her right hand, and swung forward with her left hand, and the rich holy light formed an energy war hammer in the air, whistling and smashing into Salantia, who had no movement in front of her, as if she was scared silly.

Seeing the hammer of judgment smash down, but Sarandia did not react, the paladins around the field immediately prepared to intervene in this completely unfair duel, after all, in their eyes, Sarandia was just a minor child, and Brigitte was already a high-level paladin with outstanding talent.

However, just as they were preparing to act, Sarandia finally got into action.

Bridget's smashing judgment hammer was about to fall on the High Elf girl's body, and at this moment, Sarandia raised her left hand that was shining with the holy fire, and in a moment, she accurately clasped the energy hammer smashed by Miss Knight in her hand, she felt the energy intensity of the judgment hammer in her hand, and under the knight's light armor with a Draenei style, a trace of contempt flashed in her turquoise eyes.

"Click"

A faint sound made Bridget's eyes widen suddenly, and she saw the energy war hammer held in Sarantia's hand, which was clasped by the slender five fingers little by little, and after 1 second, a golden shattered light exploded in the high elf's hand, and the war hammer was crushed by force, this violent and fantastical scene made all the onlookers let out a burst of exclamation.

"The genius of the Crusaders..."

Bridget's charge could not be stopped, and the moment she approached Salantia's eyes, the High Elf girl's empty left hand swung upwards in the splash of light, and a fierce and domineering holy light came out of the sheath and stabbed at Bridget's face armor like a whistling sword, making Miss Knight subconsciously raise her sword to block, and the collision of the blade of holy light and the long sword stopped Miss Knight's charge in place.

But the moment the blade of the Holy Light was unsheathed, the crystal war hammer that Salantia swung with both hands also slashed through a semicircle in the air, and then smashed it into Bridget's abdomen, the swing of the hammer and the gesture of slapping it was like when she and Anduin were playing golf in the Dark Temple...

Like Anduin, the girl who had been sipping dragon blood essence since she was a child had amazing divine power, and was hit by the war hammer she wielded, Brigitte suddenly felt that it was dark in front of her, and the whole person flew out with a roar, she rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment before stopping, and the long sword that she was holding in her hand spun in the air, and finally pierced into the ground in front of Bridget's eyes with a long roar.

"Bang"

In the dead silence of the field, she reached out to remove her visor and looked at the embarrassed, dusty face with blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and watched the knight lady who had been hit by the blow struggle to get up from the ground, and the High Elf girl shrugged.

"You lost..."

"Losing without dignity, like a nobody..."

Under the gaze of everyone, Sarandia carried the war hammer and walked up to Bridget step by step, she looked condescendingly at Bridget, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and she learned the tone of her adoptive father, and said to the disgraced knight lady in front of her:

"My adoptive father told me that weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is... If you can let go of the pride in your heart and have a good and serious fight with me, you won't lose so badly... But now you see that your so-called pride is actually nothing, and when I say that you are a frog at the bottom of the well, I am not actually sarcastic about you, Miss. ”

"I'm just telling the truth, it's not just you..."

Salantia approached Bridget's ear, she glanced at the young people around her, and she whispered:

"Everyone here... It's all frogs at the bottom of the well! And Anduin is your only hope for becoming strong... Wake up sooner. ”

After saying that, Sarandia was about to leave with the warhammer on her shoulder, and at the moment when she turned around, Bridget suddenly asked:

"Anduin, that kid... Is he stronger than you? ”

This question made Salantia stop, and the girl turned her head and looked at Bridget:

"In the Shattered Sun Warband in Shattrath City, I am the second place in every confrontation training... And the first place will always be Anduin, if there really is a life in this world that can represent the existence of the Light..."

"It must have to be Anduin... He is the Light! ”

Sarandia walked up to Anduin, who very thoughtfully removed her helmet, then touched her face and asked in a low voice:

"Did she hurt you?"

Sarantia, who was still extremely strong just now, was like a good girl at this moment, she grabbed Anduin's arm and whispered:

"No, she's too weak... Let's go, there's nothing to see here. ”

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"This castle is terrible!"

At night, Anduin, who was dressed in pajamas, made the bed and complained to Sarandia beside him:

"It's wet and cold, and you can't sleep well without lighting the fireplace, but we don't have firewood yet, and no one tells us to go get firewood, so what do we do? I'm going to have a bad night's sleep tonight. ”

Saraantia, who was wearing a nightgown, also frowned and felt the cold atmosphere in this house, not every castle has the same environmentally adjusted magic circle as the Draenei imprint like the Dark Temple, at least in Azeroth, castles are generally used to defend against enemies or fight, and it is completely considered from a military point of view, so the applicability is much lower.

The environment in front of him makes the two children who have lived a rich life since they were children a little powerless, and they have just joined the Silver Dawn Order, so they can't go to the person in charge here because of this trivial matter, right?

"Or..."

Sarantia's cheeks flushed a little and she said:

"Shall we sleep together tonight?"

However, before Anduin could answer, a low knock sounded on the door that night, and Anduin went to open the door, only to find an "acquaintance" standing outside the door... Bridget. Miss Abydis.

She was carrying a bundle of firewood in her hand, and there were bruises on her cheeks, and she looked at Anduin with mixed emotions in her beautiful eyes, but in the end, she sighed, handed the firewood in her hand to the little prince, and then turned silently to leave.

"Alas, wait!"

Anduin handed the firewood to a sullen Salantia, and then called out to Miss Bridget, who had left, and the boy asked kindly:

"You don't seem to be in a good mood, so you want to come in and have a hot cup of tea?"

This strange invitation made Bridget subconsciously turn her head, and she looked at Anduin suspiciously:

"Are these two things connected?"

"Yes!"

Anduin explained in a serious way:

"My mother told me that if someone around me is in a bad mood, I should invite her to a cup of hot tea, which is etiquette."

Miss Abydis hesitated, but in the end, she nodded, and walked into Anduin and Sarantia's room, due to the commercial dealings between the Federation and the Order State, the Order State also used some engineering goods produced in the Federation, such as the water heater that is now popular, this thing is a gadget that uses gas to heat drinking water, it is a daily necessities developed by the Black Iron District 4 years ago, it is easy to carry, and can be used about 20 times after a single inflat, so it is very popular with knights who often need to eat and sleep.

"Woo woo"

The jug placed on the gas water heater made a buzzing sound, and Anduin was busy preparing tea for the guests, while Miss Abydis and Sarantia sat on the chairs on the side, and the two of them stared at each other with wide eyes and did not speak, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

In the end, it was Sarandia who opened the conversation.

This High Elf girl always looks very timid in the Dark Temple, and that's more because of the Blood Mother Aurelia, after leaving the Dark Temple, this girl has a bit of a solid germination, she is actually a very smart girl, she can see at a glance that after Bridt's crushing defeat, she has some doubts about her beliefs.

"You're actually here to ask why you're losing so badly... Why is it that with the same Light, I can protect you from your attacks, but you can't stop my Light, right? ”

In response to Sarandia's question, Britst lowered her head, maintaining a standard knightly sitting position, and after a few seconds, she nodded:

"Yes, I want to ask, is it really my faith... Something went wrong? ”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors