The female paladins waved their swords and rushed into the goblin robber gang like a devastating destruction. They flexibly avoided the enemy's sword edge, and their movements were smooth and rapid, and they passed the peak of the long sword into the parts of the goblin armor without defense. Just one encounter, five goblins had fallen to the ground and died.

Zhao Mai squatted behind the shield wall and checked through the gap. A goblin who used a short bow pulled the bow and shot an arrow at Hairoul, but it actually hit it accurately. However, the arrow hit the paladin's armor and broke with a bang. No wonder Hairoul didn't care at all.

In just a moment, a few more goblins fell down.

"Surrender! I surrender!" The goblin leader holding the dwarf axe immediately abandoned his weapons and surrendered, and his actions were neat. Two other goblins saw that the leader gave up resistance and raised their hands to surrender together. This is the style of goblins, which are greedy and reckless, fickle and timid. They are always influenced by these four emotions and become an annoying robber species.

"Tie them up and take them to the next village for trial." Hayroul kicked the goblins' weapons away, pressed them against their necks with a sword, and then let his companions tie them up.

Zhao Mai turned his head and saw that there was a special paladin girl with multiple shackles. After she took out her backpack, she completed her work skillfully. "The goddess taught us to guide people more to be kind, rather than simply killing bad people to death." Hairoul wiped the blood on the blade with a rag, put the sword in the sheath and returned to Zhao Mai.

"Will the result of the trial be a death penalty? Why do you need so much effort?"

"First of all, it makes sense to let the goblins realize what sins they have committed and admit that they have committed crimes. Second, they can atone for their sins by labor or even lifelong labor, which is helpful to everyone. Third, this is our code of conduct." Hairoul stared at Guo Kui and asked anxiously: "Can these be eaten?"

"Give it, take it and eat it!" Zhao Mai handed her a pair of chopsticks and then looked at it expectantly.

Sure enough, Hairoul showed a confused expression on her face. She could not imagine how to use the two wooden sticks in her hand. Zhao Mai smiled and showed her how to use two sticks to complete the action of picking up food. He originally thought he could get surprise and cheers, but he didn't expect to roll his eyes: Hairoul stirred it in his helmet with chopsticks, rolled up a ball of noodles and started eating.

Six paladin girls surrounded their helmets and snorted instant noodles. Zhao Mai secretly retreated a little, took out his phone and started shooting. Iomede's knight didn't know what Zhao Mai was holding, but he didn't feel evil, so he ignored it. The taste of the food was so good, and the complex and distinctive spices brought them enjoyment they had never experienced before.

The three goblins tied together kept drooling, and the shackles on their bodies clattered. Zhao Mai searched for the corpse of the dead goblin and threw a few pieces of dry ingots for them. As for coins, gold and some valuable trinkets, they all went into his own pocket.

"Are you just coming from a village? Why is this barbecue still hot?" Zhao Mai found a roast chicken from a goblin cloth bag. Judging from the apples and dried plums stuffed into the chicken's belly, this is obviously a human cooking method, and it will never be the goblin's craft. "Helloul, are you familiar with this area? Do you know there is a human village nearby?"

After chewing hard for a few bites, Hairoul raised his head and said, "I don't know. I didn't see smoke or anything before dark. It's the first time I've been here nearby. Why, what have you found?"

"A roasted chicken with some calories." Zhao Mai looked at the food in his hand and cast a food purification spell on it. In the spirit of not wasting, the ladies ate noodles, eat chicken by themselves and the reserved food. This is a happy distribution method.

Suddenly, the reserved grain turned a blind eye to the chicken handed to him, raised his tail and stared behind Zhao Mai, and barked twice. Zhao Mai turned around and saw a tall man walking out of the woods. He thought that his height might be close to two meters, with wide shoulders and wide chest, and his bulging muscles stretched out from the shirt without sleeves, and he was carrying a shiny logging axe in his hand.

He must have been running for a long distance. His brown curly hair was pressed against his cheeks, and sweat flowed down his angular face. His face was covered with scars, and many flesh were shaped by horizontal and vertical wounds, and there were gullies and potholes everywhere. He seemed to have not seen Zhao Mai. The corners of his mouth shook, and a low growl came out from his throat. Then he raised the logging axe with both hands and took big steps towards the goblins.

"Hey! Civilians, what are you going to do?" Heroul put down the tableware and stood in front, blocking the strong man's way. She did not pull out her weapon, but just put her hand on the hilt of the sword. The strong man was stunned for a moment, and anger made an angry hum from his nose, and the axe was still tightly held in his hand. Seeing this, other paladins lined up beside Heroul, with alertness and deterrence in his eyes.

"A team of delicate little girls!" The strong man spat on the ground, his thick index finger at the shackled goblins: "Leave those to me!"

"This is our captive after the battle, and there is no reason for you." Heroul shook his head: "We are the paladins of Iomede, the practice of justice and goodness..."

"Go to justice and goodness, I want those three goblins." The strong man looked around and found that there were still a bunch of goblins' corpses on one side of the road. A "weak" man with dogs was eating roast chicken next to the corpse. "Those are mine, why do you steal my goblin's life?"

"These goblins tried to attack us, and we launched a legitimate defense and justice counterattack." Heroul tried to calm the atmosphere with a smile, but the man's face was still stiff and unmoved. "Why are you chasing these goblins?"

"They attacked the village and killed everyone." The strong man became more and more angry as he spoke. He grabbed the handle of the logging axe with his fingers tightly, and actually made a rattle sound of the hardwood. He seemed to be a low growling from the depths of his chest: "I swear, I must kill them with my own hands!"

"These goblins surrendered, and we will take them to the next village where they will be tried before they can decide on their punishment." Heroul shook his head: "I can't hand them over to you."

The strong man's nostrils suddenly opened and his teeth barked, like an angry mastiff. He walked forward, and the axe in his hand reflected a terrifying light: "Go to judge, I want them to die now!"

"Stop!" Hairoul pulled out half of the sword with a squeak, and made a warning gesture: "I warn you not to attack the Paladin Iomede."

"I don't even care about death, but you little girls?" said the strong man: "Even if I want to step over the bodies of you six, I will kill them!"

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Chapter completed!