The main street of Cassander is peaceful, with pedestrians passing by, shops starting to open for business, and the sound of horse-drawn carriages turning. Although they are in a hurry, they are full of vitality and life in all kinds of ways.

This is just one side of society, and a relatively good one.

The well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, the beautiful handicrafts in the shops, and the clean streets are like paintings displayed in a museum.

Glossy surface.

This is a wealthy area, less than a hundred meters away, where the darkness of this world accumulates. They didn't clean it up, they just swept it into places they couldn't see.

If you go there, you won't be able to maintain such a leisurely mood at all. If you are distracted, you may lose your wallet, and if you are careless, you may die on the spot.

While Lyle was walking around the bustling streets with the curious Kallen, Ralph was in the shadows, dealing with the garbage of these times.

Being a Sheriff is not an easy profession, and it never has been.

But today, Lyle will be quite relaxed.

Relph made a request. Relph's mission today is to enjoy life with Ms. Karen Pemba and take a walk in the wealthy area.

Karen is very curious about everything around her. She will walk behind Lyle carefully and imitate every move of Lyle, but her attention will soon be drawn away.

"Karen."

"I'm here! Mr. Lyle, I definitely didn't look at that exquisitely carved porcelain vase!"

"Karen, young people from the church rarely come to the market?"

"Unless the mission requires it, we have older monks explaining the common sense of life, but they rarely have personal experience to avoid being contaminated by the original sin of the world. Our time is usually full."

"What arrangements are there, if you don't mind telling me."

"I have nothing to hide from Your Excellency the Pure One. In addition to the daily needs of life, we will pray, chant scriptures, practice the Holy Light, and learn combat skills using weapons, usually flails, warhammers, long swords and

Scepters and the like, and joining the bishop’s missionary society.”

Listening to Kallen read out a lot of names of heavy weapons, Lyle swallowed his saliva.

As if she had seen the day when her necromancy skills were exposed, Kallen, wearing an elegant nun's uniform, broke open the door of her house, dragging a war hammer longer than her own, and physically transcended herself.

Is this the orthodoxy of nuns?

"Karen, do nuns prefer to use those heavy weapons? I mean, in my memory, nuns always hold some ceremonial staffs."

"Your Excellency Lyle's impression is not wrong. As messengers that lead people to do good, most nuns will retain their gentle image."

"So, Karen, you are a special case?"

"What a special case, I am not a nun, I am a paladin! Mr. Lyle, there is a difference between a paladin and a nun!"

"But Karen, when you first appeared, you were indeed wearing a nun's uniform. Could it be that female paladins also have the habit of wearing plain clothes?"

Karen paused, and you could clearly see her face starting to turn red.

"That's because...my armor was stolen, my Silver Knight Armor."

"..." Lyle looked at the girl in front of him with her head lowered and her mouth murmuring like mosquitoes. This time it was obvious that she was quite ashamed.

"When was it stolen?"

"It was stolen next to my bed while I was sleeping."

"You are too careless!"

"I didn't expect it to be stolen. There is a brand on it given by the Bishop. It is a family heirloom that can only be used by my bloodline."

"It turns out your family heirloom was stolen."

"Yeah." Kallen was as weak as a wilted vegetable, "It's simply a stain on life."

As if it was his own fault, Lyle patted Karen on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. Now that you are working in the Public Security Department, you won't be able to use that armor for the time being."

"Well, I have shamed the Holy Light. I took the initiative to apply for this outing to practice. However, I actually met His Excellency the Pure One here. This must be the revelation given to me by the Light! Praise the Holy Light!"

"Praise the Holy Light!" If the Holy Light really has a will, he will probably be mad at you. He will lose his armor and work with a seance apprentice.

"So, Karen, what do you mean by pure, an identity?"

"Legends in dogma, bodies with pure souls, are said to be descendants of angels. Their affinity for the Holy Light is unmatched, and they are the natural leaders of the church."

That's really a pity.

"Sir Lyle, aren't you heart-beating now?" Kallen stared at him with her big eyes, "You have never considered joining the embrace of the Holy Light."

Your inducement is ridiculous compared to your force. Elian's speaking ability can beat ten of you.

"Unfortunately, I can't be so selfless. The Holy Light requires us to dedicate ourselves. I can't abandon everything to serve him."

"Become a paladin, Lord Lyle!"

"Well... does it make any difference?"

"Monks and nuns are servants of the Lord. They will dedicate everything to the Lord. But we paladins are not like this. We are soldiers of the Lord. We can only praise the Lord with force and glory. Therefore, we will have much fewer constraints.

, Paladins can get married and have children, and even have their own family."

Ralph should be happy to hear this, but Lyle has joined Andre, and the world of magic will not be inferior to the Holy Light.

Karen was still discussing passionately. She imagined that Lyle would become the leader of the Crusades and start the Second Crusade. Lyle even suspected that she was so active in preaching because she wanted to use her achievements to wash away the shame of having her armor stolen.

"Karen, will losing your armor affect your combat effectiveness?"

"Of course not. I am already a Silver Knight. Using holy light to create armor shadows is one of my abilities. I just feel sorry for that. After all, that set of armor was passed down from my father. I plan to pass it on to

My child, hehe, even though I didn’t think about that at all, I just thought about my child.”

Kallen's eyes looked into the distance, the hope in her eyes was as bright as gems, with yearning for a better future, with innocence, very... beautiful.

"Lyle!" A voice called himself.

It was a man shrouded in black robes.

Before Lyle could respond.

"Detect evil!" Kallen rushed over like lightning, her right arm thrown behind her, and the light and shadow of a warhammer was taking shape.

"Spare your life!" Under the black robe, William's embarrassed figure appeared. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and a small charm was caught between his fingers.

"Karen, that's my friend."

William hurriedly hid next to Lyle, quietly put away the charm in his hand, and leaned close to Lyle's ear.

"You are really good, the Necromancer who walks with the Holy Light."

"I have special hiding skills. Who wants you to dress up so weirdly?"

"That's not because I'm afraid of meeting that evil star of your uncle."

Lycanthrophobia.

"What do you want from me? William."

"Of course, it's a great thing. My brother, Lyle, I discovered a secret realm. The entrance is in Cassander, which may point to the legendary mage's holy land and the legendary city."

"What is that?"

"A hidden city of spellcasters. I recently found a clue. Do you want to get together again and let's go on an adventure?"

"Is there any danger?"

"I'm not sure. If there's no danger, why should I ask you? Is it charity?"
Chapter completed!