In the days that followed, Benedictas took on more and more responsibility for Marlon - no way, Archbishop Alonsos? Fao is just too busy.

Anduin? The Stormwind refugees, led by Lothar, have been at sea for nearly a month; If they did not deviate from course, they could reach the target of the voyage at any time, the town of Southsea at the southernmost point of the Hillsbrad Hills.

However, on the eve of the refugees' arrival at their destination, many questions erupted in an instant, Alonsos? Fao and Anduin? The two refugee leaders of Lothar are so busy every day that they naturally don't have time to pay attention to Ma Long's studies.

……

"Concentrate, young man, you almost can't hold the sword in your hand!"

A sneak attack by Benedictas knocked the one-handed sword in Malone's hand to the deck; He lowered the blade of his sword and admonished his fellow disciples in a gentle tone.

"I'm sorry, Benedictas, I'm thinking about something...... Can we take a break today? ”

Marlon bent down, picked up his weapon, and then pleaded with Benedictas - what had just happened was not the normal level of this body, but the distractions in his mind made it impossible for him to concentrate.

"Absolutely, Malone. Come on, let's talk. ”

Benedictas nodded, he walked up to Malone, took the one-handed sword in his hand, and casually threw it on the deck along with his own weapon, then patted Malone's shoulder and motioned for him to follow him.

Malone followed Benedictas to the bow of the ship, the flagship of the fleet. After sailing day and night with the other ships for almost a month, both the deck and the mast had a feeling of vicissitudes.

The bow of the ship, which lacked embalming measures, was somewhat damaged, and Malone picked a place that was still in good condition. Leaning on the string of the boat with his back against him, he closed his eyes - the sea breeze swept against his face with the fine crash of the waves, bringing a refreshing feeling.

"So Marlon...... What bothers you so much? The girl who pesters you every night for a walk on the deck? ”

Benedictas walked over to Marlon's side and asked with a smile.

"Tiffany? …… Do you know her? ”

Malone opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

"Of course, everyone on this ship knows. Women are jealous of Tiffany, men are jealous of you. Only the two of you don't even notice it. ”

Benedictas also leaned against the string of the boat in the same posture as Malone, which was quite inconsistent with his future archbishopric status, but it did make people feel comfortable.

"Come on. What's there to be jealous of...... Let alone...... All men? That's an exaggeration! Are you jealous of me, Benedictas? ”

Malone smiled bitterly, and then teased Benedictas.

"Of course!" To Marlon's surprise, Benedictas nodded and gave an affirmative answer. "If I'm twenty years younger...... No. It only takes ten years to be old; I won't hesitate to rush up and grab your Miss Tiffany. ”

This answer surprised Malone, who looked at Benedictas in surprise, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm a priest, not a monk or an ascetic."

Noticing Malone's gaze, Benedictas patted him on the shoulder and said with a laugh.

"Okay...... But that's not my Miss Tiffany. And that's not something I'm thinking about. ”

Malone shook his head helplessly and muttered that Benedictas was right. Marlon had indeed confused him with the monks before - who called them all bald!

"And what are you thinking?"

Benedictas was stunned for a moment, then asked.

"In the future, I'm just thinking about this."

Malone replied.

"Tell me about it."

Benedictas quipped—amazed at what a young man his age would think about the future—usually only the present is seen.

"I'm talking about this war...... Even though we were about to reach the north, the orcs ...... Someday they will follow, and when that time comes...... It would be nice if the losses could be made a little smaller. ”

Malone said with some vagueness - he hadn't found any way to tell Anduin what he knew about the future? Lothar and others revealed that his identity was not enough to support these baseless "prophecies", and he could only reveal them to others little by little, hoping to subtly influence their judgment of the future form.

"It's good that you can think like that, Malone; But it seems that this should be left to the king's consideration; You are a warrior and a priest at the same time; How to combine these two identities perfectly is the most important thing you should think about - Mr. Fao has great expectations for you, and I hope you can deliver a satisfactory result before we set foot on the northern lands. ”

Benedictas said earnestly to Malone—over the years, he had seen countless brilliant young men with talents that would make others jealous, but all of them were confused and hesitant—and Benedictas did not want Malone to follow in such a footsteps.

"I know...... Speaking of Fao, I haven't seen him in a long time. ”

Malone nodded, then diverted the conversation before Benedictas' further preaching.

"yes...... We have little food left, but the sea is far in sight; Everyone is panicking, Mr. Fao has been calming the refugees' increasingly uneasy emotions these days, he can't sleep for more than a few hours every night these days, and I am worried about his health. ”

Speaking of Archbishop Alonsos? Fao, Benedictas said in a worried tone.

"It's going to be fine, we should be there soon."

This time, it was Malone who comforted Benedictas - looking at the worried look of the middle-aged man in front of him, Malone really couldn't understand why Benedictas turned into a bad guy in the end.

After all, in Malone's view, at least for now - Benedictas is almost a perfect man; He is erudite but not self-conscious, rigorous but not rigid, lenient to others, but never tactful; If Alonsos? Fao and Anduin? If Lothar is because of their long-standing fame that makes Malone respect, then Benedictas is completely relying on his unique personality charm, which makes Marlon's senses of him turn from negative to positive.

Although in the movies that Malone has seen, a character with a perfect personality like Benedictas usually ends up being the biggest villain; But the thought that he might witness this process made Malone feel a little cruel - he wondered more than once - was there any way to stop Benedictas from being the embodiment of the Light and becoming a fan of the Elder Gods?

"Marlon, look!"

Suddenly, Benedictas' excited shouts pulled Malone out of his thoughts, and he watched in amazement as the usually gentle and calm priest was dancing and pointing ahead.

Looking in the direction of Benedictas's finger towards the bow of the ship, Malone found that in front of the sea and sky, I don't know when a vague black line appeared—the edge of the black line was a little blurry and a little uneven; But even Malone, who knew no more about navigation, guessed what that meant—even if it wasn't the town of Nanhai, it was certainly a piece of land, and a land big enough for the refugees to find new food, fresh water, and hope. (To be continued.) )