Like a cry for life, that decadent gasp kept echoing in my ears.
Damn it.
what is happening?
Palmer stared at the enemy in front of him, trying to detect the opponent's true emotions from his hideous and ugly face.
But no matter how he looked at it, there was only one emotion he felt, and that was...pleasure.
Unparalleled pleasure.
Even every time his body was crushed by himself, he was coughing and laughing at the same time.
This is a lunatic, a pure pervert!
It's not like Palmer has never seen madmen. During the initial period when the gods disappeared, many devout priests entered a semi-crazy state.
It was also those crazy priests that he personally eliminated, and finally managed to maintain the stability of the church.
But the guy who looks like a haggard patient in front of him is different from those priests. He is more powerful and more crazy at the same time.
He even made Palmer feel like he had no idea where to start.
His body is extremely fragile, and a legendary level attack is enough to destroy his body, but he has an incomprehensible ability to recover, and he also exudes a dangerous aura that seems to be there.
And this feeling was gradually getting stronger, and when Palmer himself began to cough, this feeling reached an extreme.
wrong!
what is happening?
What exactly did I miss?
He said this was a certain existence's preference for him...wait!
preference?
"!!!"
Suddenly an unlikely conjecture came to mind, and Palmer's vertical pupils trembled suddenly.
But apart from this possibility, there seems to be no other explanation.
Shaken suddenly, Palmer stared at the consumptive knight who had returned to his original state again, and asked in disbelief:
"Could it be said that you are... a favored one?"
The one favored by God!?
Could it be that this man is actually the favored one of a certain evil god?
The personalities and alignments of gods are different. Some behaviors that they regard as expressing their love are actually very unbearable for mortals, and may even bring pain and disaster.
And if this man is a favored person of a god, then everything can be explained clearly.
It may be that a certain god in charge of disasters and diseases took pity on the consumptive knight and brought him this thing that he considered very beautiful.
In response to Palmer's questioning, the Consumptive Knight had no intention of hiding it. He tilted his head and said:
"Ah, if you think so, there should be some truth to it, right? Some of our researchers have actually come up with similar answers."
Under Palmer's incomprehensible gaze, Fela was stunned for a moment, and then laughed to himself:
"So, it turns out that I was really attracted by a certain being with a strange personality, right? Hahaha... Ahem, look, he has good taste."
Although this illness brought him endless torture, it did not destroy an optimistic and positive soul.
After so many years of patience, Fela has been able to endure the pain caused by his illness and has begun to find joy in every detail of life...
Even the title "Consumption Knight" was the one he first started calling himself, and then it spread to the outside world and became known to others.
Otherwise, such a discriminatory title would not be recognized by others, and it would be okay to laugh at oneself.
It was his carefreeness and indifference that made Palmer even more confused. The old saint didn't understand why such a person existed.
boom!
The right foot stomped the ground hard, cracking the surrounding land, and the orc roared.
ask:
"Why!?"
Why would there be such a person!
"Are you crazy!? After being favored and favored by the gods, you have clearly understood the greatness of the gods and experienced the supreme power. Why do you still choose to betray Him?"
This situation that he envied very much, but the other party didn't care about it, made Palmer very angry.
In an era when the gods have disappeared, it is still possible to experience the favor of the gods... Isn't this a blessing!?
This kind of thing that extraordinary creatures would never dare to think about and dream about was trampled on with disdain by this human being.
"If you are the one favored by God, then why don't you join our embrace?"
Why choose a hopeless race like humans?
He doesn't understand!
"Why? Ahem, cough, cough, that's a weird question you asked?"
But facing the wolf-headed orc saint who was gradually falling into madness and the hair on his body began to stand on end, Fela laughed easily when he was questioned:
"Because I'm human."
The consumptive knight, who looked more like an undead than a human, was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyelids without eyelashes, and smiled brightly:
"Because this is our world and I love this world."
"I want to protect it, and I want to resist the invasion of invaders like you. Do I need any special reason?"
Fela's natural answer gradually calmed down Palmer's emotions, which were about to fall into madness. The old saint was no longer excited, but looked at the enemy with cold eyes.
enough.
That's enough. There is no need to ask anymore. This favored person chosen by the gods has been contaminated by humans.
"Human beings who overestimate their own capabilities are so stubborn, then I can only judge you, a heretic and traitor, with my own hands."
Continuing to let him live will only bring shame to the gods.
"If you can do it, then please do it. I am eager for that moment to come."
With a long breath, Palmer lowered his body and landed on all fours. His muscles tightened and magic power began to gather in his limbs.
Even the favor of the gods cannot completely resist attacks from the outside world. As long as a certain limit is reached, the favored ones will also die.
But just before Palmer was about to launch an attack, Fela, who was sitting in a wheelchair opposite him, suddenly clapped his hands.
Snap.
Instinctively sensing that something was wrong, Palmer rushed out without waiting for something to happen.
Whoosh!
He quickly approached Fela, intending to kill him again.
but……
"Okay, the last greetings are over. Thank you for chatting with me so much."
"In the last moments of my life, I am extremely excited to have such a noble being like you chatting with me."
"I feel extremely honored to have you accompany me to death."
Palmer!!?
The consumptive knight, who was sitting quietly in the wheelchair, put his right fist in front of his mouth, coughing lightly at the saint standing in front of him.