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7. Theory of Faith

The news that the two beauties, one big and one small, were going to duel, swept through the entire Hand of Tyr like a violent storm.

Because in the early morning of this morning, the high knights Mograine and Fordring had left the hands of Tyr and their whereabouts were unknown, and the grand inquisitor Islien also returned to the Tribunal of Hearthglen and stayed in the hands of Tyr.

The old General Abidis feels unwell today due to his drinking last night, mental pain, and his old age. Therefore, the huge Hand of Tyr is currently run by middle-level commanders.

And this time coincided with dinner time, which was the most leisure time of the day for the Paladins in training. Therefore, in less than 10 minutes, the entire training ground in front of Hand of Tyr Castle was filled with young people who came to watch the excitement.

The knights, because there were so many of them, alerted some commanders in the castle, but for one reason or another, the commanders did not stop the duel from proceeding.

In the center of the field surrounded by hundreds of people, Bridget Abidis, who was wearing training armor, felt a little uneasy when she saw that her behavior caused such a big disturbance. She was essentially a qualified Paladin.

Having been trained by the great knights since she was a child, she does not want to be in the limelight and hopes to resolve this matter privately with Anduin and Salandia.

But Bridget underestimated her charm among young people and overestimated the character of her peers. Before the duel started, waves of shouts like mountains and tsunamis made it difficult for her to accept. She gave

I put on my helmet and blocked out those humiliating sounds under the helmet, which made me feel a little better.

She took the time to choose weapons and kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down her mind.

"What? Aren't you used to being surrounded by people like this?"

A slightly mocking voice sounded behind Bridget. Amid the exclamations and commotion of the surrounding onlookers, Miss Knight turned around and saw Sarantia, who was wearing light armor, carrying a weapon that was larger than her.

A taller purple crystal warhammer walked into the venue. The warhammer looked so heavy that Salantia's current appearance made people doubt that when she swung the warhammer, she

Can an extremely slender body withstand the impact of a weapon collision?

Faced with Sarantia's sarcasm, Miss Abbedis snorted and grabbed an unedged two-handed epee. She waved the heavy weapon with one hand. You could tell by the ease with which she looked at it,

This beautiful female knight is not just a flower vase...she has really fought, maybe even been on the battlefield.

"You'd better worry about yourself, little girl."

Bridget deliberately lowered her voice. She glanced at Anduin, who was standing outside the venue and looked a little nervous. She said to Salantia:

"Is that kid scared, or do you really want to protect him? You are an elf, he is a human, and you are definitely not his sister. So, I am very curious, what is your relationship with him?"

"Bang"

Salantia placed the Naaru Crystal Warhammer in her hand on the ground. Between the collision of the heavy weapon with the stone slabs on the ground, a low sound was made that made Bridget couldn't help but shrink her eyes. This represented the weapon.

It's extraordinarily heavy, but it's as light as a feather in Sarantia's hands. Either this weapon is blessed with special magic, or... the girl in front of her, who is almost still a child, is born with divine power?

"If you really want to know the answer to this question..."

As the onlookers watched, Salantia, who had a slightly red face, stretched out her hand to put down the visor on her war helmet. She moved the steel gauntlet, grabbed the war hammer beside her with both hands, and under the floating feathers of the holy light,

Suddenly, she answered in a deep voice:

"I am Anduin's...fiancée."

"Also his, protector!"

"What the hell!"

This answer made Bridget raise her eyebrows. Seeing that Salandia was ready to fight, Miss Knight lowered her body slightly, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and aimed the blade diagonally upward.

The opponent in front of her, she said as if complaining:

"You two are still children..."

"So what?"

Sarantia took a deep breath:

"We have seen much more blood than you... you Crusader vase!"

In the center of the battlefield, an old knight serving as the referee of the duel raised his left hand high. In front of him, four high-level paladins with weapons stood on all four sides, staring seriously at the duel that was about to begin.

It is a protective measure to prevent two people in a duel from really getting angry, or when one party deliberately wants to harm the other. When necessary, the four paladins will immediately intervene in the battle and interrupt the duel.

"The duel... begins!"

The old knight's left hand swung down like a battle axe. Knight Bridget's eyes narrowed at this moment, and the golden holy light enveloped her body. With a scream, Miss Knight charged with the sword in her right hand.

He waved his left hand forward fiercely, and the rich holy light formed an energy war hammer in the air, whizzing and hitting Sarantia who made no movement in front of him, as if he had been frightened.

Seeing the war hammer of judgment crashing down, Sarantia did not react at all. The paladins around the venue immediately prepared to intervene in this completely unfair duel. After all, in their eyes, Sarantia was just a future.

As an adult child, Bridget is already an extremely talented high-level paladin.

However, just as they were preparing to take action, Salantia finally took action.

Bridget's hammer of judgment was about to fall on the body of the high elf girl, and at this moment, Salantia raised her left hand with the holy fire shining, and in the blink of an eye, the energy hammer that hit the lady knight was precise.

Holding it in her hand, she felt the energy intensity of the Judgment Warhammer in her hand. Under the draenei-style knight's light armor, a trace of contempt flashed through her green eyes.

"Click"

There was a soft sound that made Bridget, who was charging with her sword, suddenly widen her eyes. She saw the energy warhammer held in Sarantia's hand, being bit by bit by those five slender fingers.

He clicked tightly, and one second later, a ball of golden light exploded in the hand of the high elf, and the war hammer was crushed to pieces. This violent and fantastic scene made all the onlookers exclaim.

"The genius of the Crusaders..."

Bridget's charge could no longer be stopped. The moment she approached Salantia's eyes, the high elf girl's free left hand waved upwards amid the splashing light, and a fierce and domineering holy light was unsheathed like a whistling sword.

It pierced Bridget's face like a sword, causing Miss Knight to subconsciously raise her sword to block. The collision between the blade of holy light and the long sword stopped Miss Knight's charge in place.

But at the moment when the sharp blade of the Holy Light was blocked, the crystal war hammer swung by Salantia with both hands also drew a semicircle in the air, and then hit Bridget's abdomen hard, and the hammer slapped

The posture was just like when she and Anduin were playing golf in the Black Temple...

Like Anduin, the girl who had been drinking the essence of dragon blood since she was a child had amazing powers. When she was hit by the war hammer she swung, Bridget suddenly felt her vision go dark, and her whole body flew backwards with a roar. She was left in embarrassment.

She rolled on the ground several times before stopping. The long sword originally held in her hand was spinning in the air, and finally pierced the ground in front of Bridget with a long roar.

"Bang"

After succeeding in one blow, Salantia held the crystal warhammer in front of her eyes. In the dead silence of the field, she stretched out her hand to remove her visor and looked at the embarrassed man with disheveled hair, face covered with dust, and blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Bridget, watching the knight lady who was struck into the soul by the blow, struggled to get up from the ground, the high elf girl shrugged.

"You lost..."

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

Under everyone's gaze, Salandia carried the war hammer and walked step by step in front of Bridget. She looked down at Bridget who was half-kneeling on the ground. She imitated her adoptive father's accent and was filled with admiration.

The frustrated lady knight said:

"My adoptive father once said to me that weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is... If you can put down your inner pride and have a good and serious fight with me, you won't lose so miserably.

...But now you see that your so-called pride is actually nothing. When I said you were a frog in the well, I was not actually mocking you, miss."

"I just told a fact, not just you..."

Sarantia came close to Bridget's ear. She glanced at the young people around her and said softly:

"Everyone here... is a frog in the well! And Anduin is your only hope to become stronger... wake up soon."

After saying that, Sarantia was about to leave with the war hammer on her shoulders. The moment she turned around, Bridget suddenly asked:

"Anduin, that child... is he stronger than you?"

This question made Sarandia stop. The girl turned back and looked at Bridget:

"In the Shattered Sun Chapter in Shattrath City, I was ranked second in every confrontation training...and the first place will always be Anduin. If there is really a person in this world who can represent the existence of the Holy Light.

life..."

"Then it must be Anduin...he is the Holy Light!"

Salantia walked up to Anduin, who took off her helmet very considerately, then touched her face and asked in a low voice:

"Did she hurt you when she hit you?"

Salandia, who was extremely strong just now, was like a good girl at this moment. She took Anduin's arm and said softly:

"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 wearing pajamas, made the bed and complained to Salantia next to him:

"It's wet and cold, and I can't sleep well without lighting the fireplace. But we don't have firewood yet, and no one told us to get firewood. What should we do? We won't sleep well tonight."

Salandia, who was wearing a nightgown, also frowned and felt the cold atmosphere in the house. Not every castle has the environment adjustment circle engraved by the draenei like the Black Temple, at least in Azeroth.

, castles are generally used to defend against enemies or fight wars, and are entirely considered from a military perspective, so their applicability is much lower.

The environment in front of them makes the two children who have lived a wealthy life since childhood feel helpless. They have just joined the Order of the Silver Dawn. They can't go to the person in charge here just because of this trivial matter, right?

"or..."

Sarantia's cheeks were a little red and she said:

"Shall we sleep together tonight?"

However, before Anduin could answer, a low knock on the door rang in the night. Anduin went to open the door, only to find an "acquaintance" standing outside the door...Miss Bridget Abidis.

.

She was holding a bundle of firewood in her hand, and there were scratches on her cheek. She looked at Anduin, with mixed emotions in her beautiful eyes, but in the end, she sighed and handed the firewood in her hand.

He picked up the little prince, then turned around and left without saying a word.

"Oh, wait!"

Anduin handed the firewood to the unhappy Sarandia, and then called to Miss Bridget who was leaving. The boy asked kindly:

"You look like you're in a bad mood, so would you like to come in for a cup of hot tea?"

This weird invitation made Bridget turn around subconsciously, and she looked at Anduin doubtfully:

"Are these two things related?"

"Yes, I have!"

Anduin explained seriously:

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

Miss Abedis hesitated, but in the end, she nodded and walked into Anduin and Salantia's room. Due to the business dealings between the Federation and the Order State, the Order State also used some

Engineering products produced in the Federation, such as the now popular water heater, are gadgets that use gas to heat drinking water. They are daily necessities developed by the Black Iron District 4 years ago. They are easy to carry and can be inflated once.

It can be used about twenty times, so it is very popular among knights who often need to eat and sleep in the open.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The water jug ​​placed on the gas water heater made a buzzing sound. Anduin was busy preparing tea for the guests, while Miss Abidis and Salantia were sitting on the chairs on the side, staring at each other.

They looked at each other with small eyes and didn't speak. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.

Finally, it was Sarantia who started the conversation.

This high elf girl always looked very timid in the Dark Temple. That was more because of the Blood Mistress Alleria. After leaving the Dark Temple, this girl had some solid ideas. She was actually a

A very smart girl, she could tell at a glance that Bridget had some doubts about her own beliefs after she suffered a tragic defeat.

"Actually, you came here to ask why you lost so miserably...why I can exempt you from your attack using the same holy light, but you can't block my holy light, right?"

Facing Salantia's question, Bridget lowered her head and maintained the standard knight sitting posture. After a few seconds, she nodded:

"Yes, I want to ask, is it really my faith... that has a problem?"


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