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Chapter 428: Holy Light and Choice

Estrada, the Hand of Miracles, the strongest paladin, the groundwalker of the Holy Light, each honorary name represents countless meritorious deeds and great achievements. He can often be seen in the heroic epics that are always sung in taverns.

If one had to use a single title to summarize his legendary first half of life, "living epic" would probably be the most appropriate.&267

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"He is the most pious, brave, humble, and powerful paladin." This is not only Roland's understanding of him, but also the world's consistent view of him.

Pious, for thousands of years, he has never abandoned his faith in the Holy Light. He has always restricted himself with the justice and precepts in his heart, prayed devoutly every day, and provided water and black bread to keep himself away from greed, even for him.

No one in the history of popes who were deeply afraid of him dared to question his faith.

Brave, in countless wars, as long as someone lends a helping hand to him, as long as it is in line with the justice in his heart, Estrada has never refused, and as long as he participates in the war, he will always be at the forefront.

, the scars all over his body that even the Holy Light cannot heal, but there are no scars on the deserter's vest.

"...The Holy Light will never reject mortals' requests for help. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we will fight for the Holy Light and justice until the last moment."

Simple words, but never empty slogans. Even in a desperate situation with no hope, as long as there is a need for a savior behind the scenes, he will never leave.

Humility, unlike other high-ranking people who live a luxurious life, he has never been conscious of the church's top leaders. He always lives in a dormitory equipped by the church. Anyone can go to him directly, and the old paladin has countless disciples. He likes young people

He is a warrior and takes cultivating talents as the joy of life. There are countless heroes in the long list of disciples, and one of them gives him a headache.

"... Roland, if you can be a little more serious, you can definitely become one of the most powerful paladins in history. No, no, no, this is not a reason for you to skip school. In order to be worthy of your talent, I will give you special make-up lessons.

The Holy Light Magic is Difficult

If I don’t defeat you, how is your swordsmanship? What, you are already a sword master? How about we talk about philosophy? What, philosophy and theology debates need to be successful? Okay, if you lose, just return the wallet to those masters

Brother. Hehe, I will lose? It’s a joke.”

Estrada still remembers that sunny afternoon, that young man with a sunny smile on his face. He took the wallet of his senior brother who had just won in gambling, but used inexplicable tricks to win away half of his life.

salary.

"In order to satisfy your own utilitarian beliefs? Just to recognize its pure belief in justice? Little Roland, you must never tell others, no, I don't agree with your idea, otherwise you will not be considered a winner. But.

Some guys are more stubborn than old stubborns like me. They will directly destroy the physical bodies of opponents they cannot defeat in debates. I don't care, but you are still young, so don't cause trouble for yourself."

Perhaps, what Aesotrada regrets most is that he did not get to the bottom of it, and did not change Roland's extreme ideas at the beginning. He just thought that this was a young genius's whims, which would be reflected in the harsh reality and public perceptions.

He was gradually corrected, but he did not expect that the little differences would gradually become bigger and bigger, and that he would reach the point of no return step by step.

Powerful, long years have taught him that justice without strength is meaningless, and the strongest paladin... no, maybe he is the strongest human being, and no one will object, although it is far from his last time.

It has been more than a hundred years since it was launched.

"... Roland, the hatred in the past has driven you crazy. I created you, but I didn't save you from your desperate fate. This is all my fault. Roland, face me! Face your incompetence

Be a qualified mentor. Today, I will correct the mistakes of the past here, even if it costs my life."

The glorious figure who single-handedly charged towards countless undead natural disasters in the Eternal Night Catastrophe is still engraved in the eyes of the world. After the entire Templar Alliance army was destroyed, he still challenged the Eternal Night Emperor and his legion on his own for his great achievements. It has become the ceiling of the Cathedral of Settlement.

The most dazzling relief on earth.

Pious, brave, humble, and powerful, as a paladin, Estrada is perfect, but if you want to find any shortcomings in him, probably it can only be too perfect and too dazzling.

Popes of all ages have regarded it as a useful knife, but it is just that. When personal prestige is higher than that of the Pope, and those "personal remarks" conflict with doctrine and church authority from time to time, the church leaders will naturally

I find him annoying.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to being idle, fearful, and marginalized. His position has risen and fallen countless times, but his faith has not wavered at all, and he just does the things he does well seriously.

"...Child, justice is actually not difficult to understand. It is just a kind thought that comes from the bottom of the heart, and faith is the process of discovering and expanding one's own kind thoughts. We pursue faith in the Holy Light because we just believe that he can keep the kind thoughts in people's hearts.

.When you need to make a choice, ask yourself from the bottom of your heart, and you will be able to make your own choice - early spring of ad226."

Although his beliefs were somewhat different from those of the higher-ups in the church, and the phrase "Teachings that do not lead people to be good are heretical cults" gave him countless troubles, but the teachings about faith still spread throughout the continent, reaching countless young people.

Therefore, he chose the glorious profession of Paladin, and the Holy Knight's way of Holy Light is also subtly different from that of other priests. The "good intentions in the heart" have also become the motto of the young knight outside the city.

Strong Paladins are always vulnerable to attack.

"If the oracle of the God of Holy Light conflicts with your justice, what choice will you make?"

Someone once questioned him, and his answer caused countless controversies. They thought they grabbed his pigtails, but he laughed in front of everyone. That thunderous answer still echoes over the entire church.

"Holy Light, if my belief conflicts with the most basic morality and justice, then what is the need for such a belief to exist."

That year, as evidenced by the powerful holy light falling from the sky, this is what he thought and what he did.

This year, when the divine messengers representing faith descended from the sky. And when they decided to massacre the pagans. When the so-called will of the gods conflicted with the most basic moral justice. When the pure battle of ideas turned into real reality.

When there is a conflict between life and death, what choice will he make?

Two days ago, he also received a letter from his disciple, which started with exactly the same question.

"Teacher, let me ask you again, when the will of the God of Holy Light conflicts with the justice extended from the good thoughts from the bottom of your heart, what will you choose?"

Estrada was still very puzzled at first, but now, he could only hold the letter on his chest and smiled helplessly.

"Really? Have you seen it all? Well, Roland, let me tell you, my mind has never changed. If the faith in the Holy Light really loses even the most basic goodwill, then such faith is still

Is there any need to exist?”

The silver hammer of Holy Light fell heavily to the ground, and a fully armed old paladin riding an old horse blocked the road. In front of him was an endless jihadist army.

The old knight shook his head helplessly. For many years, he has been known as the earthly spokesperson of the Holy Light. He never thought that one day he would face the battle flag representing the Holy Light and justice, but his arms did not waver at all.

, that boiling fighting spirit has explained everything.

"The Holy Light will never reject mortals' requests for help. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we will fight for the Holy Light and justice until the last moment."

Behind them was the pagan city-state, and the old knight's unmistakable roar echoed throughout the battlefield. But at this time, in front of the weak old knight, the glorious vanguard of the Holy War Army retreated inexplicably.

No, not everyone retreated, but some people suddenly took a step forward and walked out from under the glorious banner of Holy Light.

"Ken? I didn't expect that the first person to face me would be you, my disciple."

A little nostalgic, a little surprised, but without any hesitation. After making such a choice, the old paladin was mentally prepared to face any opponent, even if he was his most proud disciple.

"Old antique, you have countless disciples, so why is it strange that I am one of them?"

It was a middle-aged knight with a dark face. When the demigod Paladin Ken walked in front of Estrada, he drew his sword, but suddenly turned around and shouted loudly at the place where he had just come.

"Hey, I've been overtaken by Old Antique again. How long do you plan to wait? Are you going to be slower than an incompetent guy like me?"

One by one, the Paladins silently walked out of the camp, drew their blades and faced the friendly forces in the past, while their companions who stayed in place could only sit back and watch all this happen with shame on their faces.

"Holy light is above..."

This time, it was not only the Paladins who came out, but those once pious Holy Light Priests also made their own choices, even if it cost them all their status and honor.

"...If the belief in gods conflicts with the most basic morality and justice..."

The knights of the kingdom who participated in the holy war also walked out of the queue. Their knightly virtues did not include massacre of civilians. The red-faced knights made a decision not to shame future generations, even if it would make them suffer from the lords and kings.

of anger.

"...Killing civilians? Damn it, these are more than two million people. Why is there any need for such a belief to exist!"

Estrada's famous words were read out by everyone at the same time, and the resonance of his faith made him make the same decision. In the next ten minutes, during the hesitation of the frontline commander and the time to ask for instructions from his superiors, Ling Ling

The scattered soldiers all made their own decisions.

Although in the end Estrada's side was still not one percent as good as his opponent, and even though they would be crushed into pieces by the army in the next moment, he still smiled with satisfaction.

Yes, what is he dissatisfied about? As a paladin and believer, he can have his beliefs recognized by so many people from the bottom of his heart, and even be martyred for it. Even if he will die in the next moment, what else can he do?

Not satisfied.

Suddenly, an old bishop in red robes shakily walked out of the crowd. With a wrinkled face, he held on to his cane and breathed heavily. The attendants and guard knights gathered around him.

“…Bishop Stephen.”

Yes, this is the current leader of the coalition, the dirty and despicable "credit-stealer" Archbishop Stephen. Now, he has finally reached the pinnacle of his life, but it seems that he will not live much longer.

And if Estrada betrays the Holy Temple Church here, and if the Holy Temple Church's expeditionary force splits here, I am afraid that the crown he just obtained will also lose its brilliance, and he will definitely stop this from happening.

"...Stephen, no need to say more, I have made a decision."

Even though many people in the church are not ashamed of what Stephen did, looking at the dying old man and thinking of what he did, Estrada felt inexplicably regretful. In his memory, the Stephen of the past was still the same.

A stubborn orphan who didn't complain when his classmates bullied him, but secretly hid and cried for the parishioners he was unable to save.

Under the gaze of everyone, the old bishop finally spoke.

"Es... Trada, I... I'm not here to stop you. I know that now that you have made up your mind, words are meaningless to you. I... I... cough cough cough cough...

A violent cough made the old man bend over, and there was already blood on the ground, but he stubbornly stood up with a cane and gritted his teeth.

Seeing the scene in front of him, even Estrada couldn't bear it. He wanted to help him, but the old bishop knocked him away.

"Crack!"

Old Stephen finally stood up straight, with a flaming will in his eyes, and the old man's roar echoed throughout the world.

"I know you look down on me as a 'dirty bastard who steals military exploits' and a 'black-hearted bastard who steps on the corpses of his colleagues to rise to power', but I am also a involved Holy Light believer who sacrificed his life for the Holy Light that brings us hope and light.

What is my personal honor... You think, as a bishop, as a communicator of the Holy Light and a pastor of the believers, have I done anything wrong..."

The old man's blood-red eyes glanced back and forth, hearing the roar from the bottom of his heart. Although he has been in power these days, his eyes full of contempt have become more numerous. His relatives and friends who once shared life and death have drawn a clear line between him and his grievances.

Who can I tell you? Now, under the gaze of everyone, it suddenly broke out.

Those paladins who looked down on him in the past have changed their minds. Maybe they were too harsh on the old man in the past, but this is not the reason for them to change their current approach. But the next scene left everyone in disbelief.

"And now he...the Faith of Holy Light that I risked everything to defend is no longer even the most fundamental justice. Why should I risk everything to defend him? Mentor, I no longer deserve to be the leader of the coalition. I am with you."

Facing the future, even if it is destined to be death, even if it is impossible to ascend to heaven in the future... cough cough cough."

A violent cough caused him to bend down again, but this time, the old bishop asked his mentor to help him up.

At this time, even those warriors who were still in the Holy Light camp all paid respect to the old man whose reputation had long been discredited.

And when the top coalition leaders betrayed, this time, the entire Jihad coalition was in an uproar. The soldiers who had just made their decision hesitated again. Some naive people are guessing that maybe, if more people choose to betray, the Holy Church Church will

The civil war would not have broken out, which would have been a key turning point in history.

But at this moment, the dazzling fire broke through the sky...

"……ah!"

The flaming giant sword fell from the sky, and old Stephen didn't even have time to scream, before he was nailed to the ground by the blazing holy sword. The old bishop who had just made a decision from the bottom of his heart fell down.

"This is holy...I don't...regret..."

Unwilling to rest in peace, the old man finally reached out his hand to the sky and took one last look at this beautiful world. His mentor's hand turned into gray-black ashes, and the trace of freshly spitted blood on the ground became his last trace.

The burning-winged angel descended from the sky and stood in mid-air. Archangel Arcas silently stared at the mortal below. Even at this moment, he still had no emotion at all.

In the mid-air behind him, the powerful angel legion has completed its assembly. The angels under heavy armor just looked at this side silently. The white wings and the hot flame on the holy sword had already indicated their choice.

"Respect the sacred order of the Holy Light, and those who apostate will be killed without mercy."

What is facing us is the old knight's holy hammer. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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