"This weapon is really good..."

Sailer stretched out his alcoholic hands to the magic sword that emitted a burst of darkness all over his body, completely forgot that its owner was a dead soul.

"You can't touch it!" Hearing that the dwarf in front of him tried to touch his sword, Roland turned sideways and dodged the other party's rude behavior.

"I don't want your sword, so I can't just touch it?!" As a forge, Seller's temper twitched his beard and glared at him, but he couldn't change his mind.

Soul-loving is not an ordinary weapon. The dark energy it possesses will not only cause chaos and fear to all those who see it, but its corrosive power will also erode all creatures that have been exposed to it.

Except for the undead... no, it can be said that except for the undead with powerful power, no one can touch this magic sword refined from the body and soul of the ancient dragon.

"This sword is fierce, I don't want it to hurt people."

"Hehe... I'm a forge, I know how to avoid weapons damage that are attached to various elemental forces." The unwilling Sailer still wanted to touch the blade surrounded by black fog with his own hands, and confirm the real blade hidden under the evil power.

"Hiss..." The soul-loving soul with the soul of the demon dragon Luofaan felt the approaching of Sele and issued a warning full of danger.

Luo Faan, who is a demon dragon with Yader, neither speaks nor has telepathy, but this does not mean that he does not have his own consciousness.

The dwarf's idea was already clearly expressed. The soul-loving Luo Fa'an, who was renamed, let out an angry roar, and the terrifying intention of death attacked the greatest forging master in Gaoyan City.

"In the name of God, darkness, retreat!!" A clear voice chanted a spell to drive away darkness, and the black mist that gathered souls into a bunch of souls faded away.

Roland looked at the sound and saw more than a dozen half-elf priests supporting a young woman from afar. She was wearing clothes that only priests could wear, holding a handful of authority shining with light, and her young face was filled with the unique indifference and arrogance of the clergy.

"Militia sacrifice..." The people on both sides made way for the priests to pass.

"Why does Gaoyan City, full of light, allow the filthy undead to enter?!" Although there was no name, the female priest's blame had already pointed at the patrol captain Ka Lian.

"Duke Rosal of the Holy Empire came to seek asylum, and according to his previous promise, King Bern allowed him to enter the city, and is now in the process of meeting up with him. This... is his entourage, and is said to be a bodyguard hired by the Duke privately, so he also received special permission."

"Nonsense, just because it is covered with a blood winged badge, you allow the undead to enter. Have the dwarves forgotten the Great Dark War four thousand years ago and the undead invasion five hundred years ago? Do the dwarves also want to repeat the same mistakes caused by the Dark Clan and the undead?" The priest gave a stern rebuttal to Kalian's answer, which made the Dwarves frown, but he still maintained the most basic politeness.

Although Militia is a half-elves, she is a close relative of King Imo. Not to mention her noble identity, she is also a great priest in the Temple of Fire. No matter which identity is, she cannot be offended. She had to swallow her anger for her arrogant accusation.

"Even if it is the Duke's private guard, there are enough guards in Gaoyan to protect him, so there is no need to continue to let this evil undead stay in the city." The unyielding priest female still refused to give up. She hated all the undead and the dark clan.

In the past, Tarasha's caravans often went to Gaoyan, but this time they even put the undead in. They were as relaxed as this time. If the lich with the Death Leader used this as a cover to mingle into the city, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Knights, drive this evil spirit out!!" Before Kalian could come up with a solution, the female priest ordered the three knights surrounded her, and she was in a position to expel Roland and the entire caravan from the city.

"Militia."

A low call that was as gentle as a breeze made everyone turn their eyes to the place where they make their voices involuntarily.

The blonde and blue-eyed white elf appeared on the street at some point. She wore a simple silver-white robe without any decoration, which set off Bai Su's face and looked solemn and elegant.

"Mr. Ai Ge!!" The priest female was very surprised and hurriedly walked forward to salute.

Obviously, he did not expect that the highest priest who lived in seclusion would appear in the Lower City, but he only attended the festival every year for a few days.

"Don't blame others too much. Have you forgotten the teachings of the gods? Peace is naturally what we should abide by." In people's respectful eyes, the white elf shifted his gaze from the female priest to the caravan. When he saw Roland, the green pupils of his eyes could not help but shrink violently.

"Great Saint?" Militia was surprised to find that the highest priest who was originally in a peaceful aura suddenly exuded an extremely fierce murderous intent.

This is her priest in the Temple of Fire... No, it should be said that she has never seen since she met the highest priest who was also a distant relative of King Imo.

"Who are they?!" Karen, the Supreme Saint, explained in the same words.

"The caravan of Tarasha, and the private escort of the Duke of Rosal who came to take refuge."

"Guardian? Who is Rosal?!" Unlike Ai Ge, who always smiles, this highest priest who is now indifferent and his sharp eyes are directed at Roland in the caravan.

"He is just a duke of the Light Empire. Because his ancestors saved King Bern's life, the king promised to give him the protection of his descendants. No matter what happens, he can come to Gaoyan City to seek refuge. Some rights disputes seem to have occurred within the Holy Alliance. The duke and his family defected to King Bern and demanded to fulfill his past promises. That's why... his undead guard also entered the city." Kalian was full of respect for the highest priest Aige.

This elf priest has been in Gaoyan City for a thousand years, and no Gaoyan dwarf does not know him.

Amid the people's amazement, Ai Ge pulled out the thin sword that was slanted from his waist and threw it at Roland. The symbolic short sword of the sacrifice steadily penetrated into the smooth stone slab, making a crisp sound.

"Five days later, I'll be waiting for you in the casting and melting hall." The figure of the white elf who didn't look back gradually faded and finally disappeared from people's sight.

His actions and the two sentences he left surprised everyone.

Duel, a priest actually asked a soldier for a duel!!
Chapter completed!