In response to Charles's explanation, the other Templars looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Come, go ahead, I'll teach you how to use your shield."

Olier still looked a little unconvinced, Charles didn't care, it was not easy to submit a little guy. Overturning in the gutter? This is less than a 1 in 10,000 chance. He beckoned to the trainee soldier calmly.

This time Oliel appeared cautious, first restraining the anger on his face, and began to calm down, staring at the weaknesses exposed by Charles in his search posture.

But then, not only Olier frowned, but even the third-order Templar knights who were watching the training around showed a solemn look one by one.

"Huh?"

The chief knight on the high platform of the training ground moved his eyebrows, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This Holy Presence is by no means simple, just standing, but there is no flaw in the defense on his body, which can be described as airtight. If you just look at the priest's level and ignore his on-the-spot combat experience, I am afraid that his opponent will be unlucky.

Looking at Olier, who was gradually losing patience, Knight Captain Haber shook his head, and when dealing with experienced adventurers, he must be more experienced than him. This kid is still too young.

Oliel circled around Charles a few times, and couldn't help but raise his sword and sweep over. Charles took the initiative this time, took a step forward, and the round shield on his left arm slapped Olier on the side.

"Bang."

A dull voice came out. It's like hitting a sandbag.

A dozen teenagers behind Olier all turned their heads, unable to bear to see him being slapped away by his shield.

"See, who told you that shields can only be used for defense? If your opponent is looking for a flaw in your defense, you can also find a flaw in his. And when the opponent attacks, it is often when he has the greatest flaws. ”

"And then, just like that, give him a 'shield slam', and won't the winner be decided?"

Charles put away the large round shield, glanced at the blonde boy lying on the ground, put the round shield back on the weapon rack, nodded to the Haber knight on the high platform, and left the training ground.

Submitted a training assignment to High Priest Lucia in the temple hall.

"[Ogma's Temple - Daily Mission Training] (Completed)."

"Gain 100 XP."

"Temple Contribution +5."

The experience given by the Dailies is almost negligible, and what the Charles really care about is the Temple Contribution. This thing can be called omnipotent, and when it accumulates a certain value, it can exchange money for equipment from the temple, hire Templar knights, and even seek a high position in the Church of the Gods and take charge of a large temple.

"Priest lv 2 (981/2000)."

“49.05%……”

Looking at the experience gauge in the attribute bar, Charles took a deep breath and continued to pick up a few Dailies with High Priest Lucia.

Level 3 is a hurdle.

After reaching level 3, the caster class can officially master the more terrifying second-ring spells, and the physical melee classes such as Warrior, Warrior Monk, and Wanderer can also learn more combat abilities.

But all that aside, the most important thing is that when you reach level 3, players will be able to choose one more specialty.

Charles is working hard to move up to level three today. So he spent the whole morning in the Temple of Ogmar, and by noon he had finally increased the upgrade progress bar to 80%.

As he was about to continue with High Priest Lucia, the temple leader shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Priest Charles, but there is nothing left in the temple today that we need your help with. ”

“……”

What else could Charles say, he could only leave with a wry smile.

If it was at the neighboring Sun Temple, such a dozen tasks a day, I am afraid that the temple would be snatched up when it first opened. Temples are also home to Native Believers, who can also compete with players for these quests.

Open, free, tend to the real world, competition is always naked.

After walking out of the temple, Charles was a little dazed for a moment. He has been basically buried in the library and alchemy laboratory for the past month, and he has not explored many story quest lines.

Now in his quest panel, there are only tasks issued by the old mage Haz.

"Let's go see Cathy first."

After a brief pause, the Charles turned out of the temple district and walked towards the noble quarter east of Susar.

The Carroll family seems to have had a regent in their ancestors, so the ancestral house where Cathy lived, although located on the edge of the aristocratic district and built on a hill, was easy to find.

Knock knock.

Charles knocked on the mottled door of the manor. After a while, an old woman with gray hair opened the door and asked, "May I ask ...... you?"

"I'm a good friend of Miss Cathy, Charles."

"Is she there?"

The old woman was stunned, and welcomed Charles into the living room of the manor, and then turned into the backyard.

Charles surveyed the old chamber.

Precious carpets, paintings hanging on the walls, and antiques displayed in cabinets all show the wealth of the Carroll family. Speaking of which, as the only bloodline of the Carol family, Kathy, a noble lady, is strong and studious, otherwise Charles would not have met her in the library.

It wasn't long before there was a faint sound of footsteps at the side door of the hall.

A weak woman dressed in a mink coat, wrapped in thick clothes, with a sickly pale face, walked into the hall with the support of the old servant.

"Shire ......"

The woman's ears are somewhat pointed, and she seems to have a faint elven blood. Her blonde hair was like a waterfall and her eyes were as bright as sapphires, and she looked at Charles in surprise.

"Miss Cathy, what are you?"

Charles frowned. He keenly felt that the woman's words were lacking in breath, obviously supporting her sick body.

"There was a heavy snowfall the other day, and I didn't pay attention while reading and I got cold. It's just a minor illness, just rest for a while. Cathy said embarrassedly.

The old servant helped her to sit down in a chair, and then carefully covered her with a cashmere blanket.

"Minor ailments?" Charles was dumbfounded, looked deeply at the woman and said, "Cathy, if you still regard me as a friend, don't deceive me with such clumsy lies. ”

"If it's an ordinary wind chill, you can easily cure it if you ask any of the priests of the temple to take action and cast a three-ring spell to 'remove the disease'."

Charles's expressionless face exposed the lies of the beautiful aristocratic lady, and said lightly: "As a priest, I can feel the life force flowing in your body!" ”

"This is no ordinary disease, but an evil curse!"

These remarks are not alarmist and groundless. Charles did indeed see the black light that kept coming out of the noble lady's head, it was the dark aura that was unique to the priest of the evil faction.

Cathy is 10 times more likely to be targeted by a powerful evil priest!

Charles stared solemnly at the aristocratic lady in her seat, waiting for her explanation.

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