A gust of wind blew across the square in front of the temple, and also blew up Muria's black robe, revealing the gorgeous armor that was hidden underneath.
"Hiss!" A gasp sounded in front of the square, for no other reason than because of the armor worn by Muria under his black robe, which blinded their eyes.
The exquisite and perfect shape, as well as the thick aura shrouding it, all prove that it is a set of extremely precious and extraordinary armor with powerful power.
"Your gold coins!" Seeing the young man looking at him in a daze, Muria moved his hand forward and reminded him again.
Seeing the warm smile on Muria's face, young Sauron's emotions collapsed at this moment. Big tears fell from his eyes, and all the previous suppression was released at this moment.
He and his sister were both fatherless and motherless orphans, with no one to care about or take care of them. Even if they died, no one would collect their bodies. They could only hide in the slums like ground rats and rely on picking up leftovers from others.
Food scraps slowly grow up.
When Sauron was seven years old, he was spotted by a thief leader in the city because of his dexterous hands. He became a thief and began to learn to steal. He had no second choice, not to steal.
Just waiting to starve to death.
So from that day on, he could hear all kinds of insults and abuses. For ten years, the stronger his stealing skills became, the more people insulted him. Some colleagues even started to target him out of jealousy.
He was born an orphan and called him a bastard and other obscene words.
At first, some people insulted his sister, but Sauron could tolerate others insulting him, but he could not tolerate his sister being wronged like this. Therefore, he would risk his life for anyone who dared to insult his sister.
Later, when the boy grew older, he began to learn sneaking and hunting, and then went to hunt low-level monsters outside the city to make money. He did not want to be a thief or make a living by stealing.
However, people in the city have a fixed impression of him. Everyone still regards him as a thief who makes a living by stealing. In addition, he has to spend money to treat his sister and has no money to move out of the slum, so he lives in the slum every day.
He still had to bear the insults and discriminatory looks from countless people. But, he didn't care!
Because the sixteen-year-old boy was used to being insulted, so when he was insulted and scolded by several guards, he could easily ignore them.
However, he was used to the suffering this world brought him and the indifference of others, but he was not used to the warmth from strangers.
Therefore, after Muria said these words, the mask that the boy had created for himself because of this unusually indifferent world to him was completely broken.
"Sir!" The young man choked, bowed heavily to Muria, and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, "Please save my sister, she really can't hold on anymore. I can't lose her, she is me
My only relative."
Muria heard the sound of the young man's forehead hitting the ground, his indifferent golden eyes showed a trace of ripples, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and looked at the young man who kowtowed to him and begged him:
"What reward can you give me for asking for help?"
"My everything!" The young man was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, straightened his upper body, and looked at Muria with firm eyes.
"Everything?" Muria's mouth curved upwards even more, "If I said that I would take your life before I was willing to save your sister, would you still be willing?"
"..." The young man was silent, looking at his sister lying on the ground with weak breathing.
"Brother, don't." After hearing Muria's words, the girl who was tortured by the disease and in pain slowly opened a pair of dull gray eyes.
"Sir, can you give me ten years? After ten years, take my life."
"Oh? Reason?"
"Now that I'm dead, no one will take care of my sister. She doesn't know anything. If no one protects her, she will be bullied."
"Were you hesitating about this just now?" Muria looked surprised.
"..." The young man lowered his head and kowtowed again, "Please save my sister."
"Haha!" A bright smile appeared on Muria's face. This city finally had some sights of the past.
"Okay, I saved your sister."
"Your Excellency!" A temple guard warned from the side, "He is a despicable thief and is not worthy of your action. It is a mercy for us not to kill a villain like him."
At this time, another temple guard also spoke up. He looked at the girl on the ground with a hint of disgust, "They live in the slums, where everyone is in a mess, and the curse on this girl, haha,
Who knows if I got it from the flesh business?"
As soon as he said these words, the young boy Sauron, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head, his eyes instantly turned red. He took out a dagger from his body and was about to stab the temple guard who made him utter filthy words.
but
"Bang!" "Peng!" The young man had just stood up when he saw that the two temple guards were slapped away by Muria, making two arcs, and then they hit the relief of the temple hard.
"Did I let you speak?" Muria turned around and looked at the temple guard who was slapped by him until he vomited blood.
"Wow!" The moment they saw Muria whipping away the temple guards, the crowd of people watching instantly burst into an uproar. It was simply unbelievable that someone dared to attack the temple guards.
"Bastard!" Seeing Muria take action, the other six guards immediately pulled out their swords and pointed them at Muria, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Just teaching two noisy guys a lesson."
"Asshole, we are the temple guards of the God of Dawn. Do you know the consequences of attacking us?"
"Oh!" Muria said expressionlessly, "I really don't know what the consequences will be!"
"If he wants to help this thief, he must also be an evil person!" A guard who had just insulted the young man shouted, and then threw a magic spell at Muria: Camp Detection.
Then, dazzling golden light rose from Muria's body into the sky, like a golden sun falling to the earth.
"Are you kidding?" Looking at the golden light on Muria's body, a temple guard looked dull. Under camp detection, they knew very well what the golden light meant. It represented the lawful good camp.
However, this aura is too exaggerated. This is the rebirth of a sage! Or the birth of a true god! It is simply incredible.
"Is the test enough?" Muria looked at the rich golden light radiating from her body, showing a hint of impatience.
"Don't be careless, this must be fake." The same guard shouted profoundly, "How can there be such a camp aura that is as dazzling as the sun?"
"Idiot!" Muria couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, then raised his hand and knocked him unconscious with a slap.
This time, after Muria took action, several temple guards looked at each other, and no one had any intention of taking action. The results of the camp's detection really suppressed them.
"Hmm!" Muria squatted in front of the girl and did a simple check. Then, she blinded her and asked him to fight. He could do it at any time, but asking him to treat illnesses and save people was really not his expertise.
Therefore, Muria turned her attention to the young Sauron, "Are you sure that the priest in this temple can cure your sister's curse?"
"Sure!" The young man nodded affirmatively.
"Go and call out the highest-ranking priest in your temple!" Muria ordered the four standing guards.