Chapter 257 Sate's Fear

"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!!" Fielding, in a coma, roared in a suppressed hoarse voice, then suddenly exclaimed: "Ah!!!!" He suddenly sat up from the bed, his head covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and his naked body was covered with layers of bandages.

He just woke up from a nightmare and his movements were too violent. He sat up suddenly and felt pain all over his body, and his skeleton seemed to be dissipated. He groaned, and his eyes fell backwards as if it was dark.

At this moment, he found himself lying on a soft big bed in a clean and comfortable room. The blood stains on himself had been cleaned up, the wounds on his chest, shoulders, and arms had been treated, and the bleeding was stopped where Arslan conspired with Longye.

"Felding, how do you feel?" Roddy's voice came from the edge of the bed. Fielding turned his head with difficulty and immediately saw Roddy standing by the bed with a gloomy face.

"...Thank you." Fielding felt bitter in her mouth and a bitter smile appeared on her face: "Thank you for saving me back."

Roddy sighed: "Don't talk too much. Your wound is a bit weird. We have worked a lot to deal with it."

Fielding smiled bitterly: "Is it... she treated me? She is here?"

Roddy was silent for a while and smiled on her face: "Yes. Miaosi said that your wound was a bit weird, and there was a strange force to heal the tissue wound and accelerate the loss of blood. We tried some healing techniques at the beginning, but it was not very useful. Fortunately Miaosi was here."

Fielding lay there, looking at the ceiling, murmured: "Yes, Yarslan said that this kind of dragon slaughter can only be rescued by someone with superb magical power. I originally turned around to find Gu Ming for help..." At this point, a little sadness appeared on his face.

Looking at Roddy, Fielding explained: "Guming is not only a person I respect, but also his godfather."

Speaking of this, Fielding sighed: "Miaosi, does she understand?"

Roddy looked solemn, nodded slightly, and sighed: "She must still be hiding in the room and crying. I think she should be alone for a while now."

Fielding shook her head helplessly: "Yes, Miaosi has been worshipping Gu Ming as her teacher since she was a child. I think she is in her current mood..."

Suddenly a cold voice came from the door: "What's my mood?"

Before she finished speaking, Miaosi had already walked in gently from the door. She wore her signature black veil suit. She had a cold face and seemed to have become such a powerful and cold-hearted saint. But she held a silver bottle in her hand and slowly walked to Fielding, saying coldly: "This is holy water. Since you are awake, just drink it."

After a pause, she added coldly: "Your trauma has almost healed, but if you don't want to become a disabled person, it's best to lie here and not move these two days."

Speaking of this, Miaosi put the bottle on the head of the bed without saying a word, and turned around and was about to leave. Fielding suddenly said loudly: "Miaosi, I'm sorry!"

Miaosi's body trembled, turned around and looked at Fielding with a complicated expression. A painful expression appeared on Fielding's face: "It's my fault! I should be with Gu Ming... If I hadn't left in anger after losing the battle, I wouldn't have stayed with Gu Ming alone. My duty to come with Gu Ming is to protect him, but... but..." The strong man's eyes burst into tears, and he suddenly pulled his hair hard.

Miaosi's expression changed, stared at Fielding, gritted her teeth and said, "Filding, you should know how tense and complicated the situation in the entire Roland Continent is now! The relationship between the temple and the kingdom is like a powder barrel! In this case, a little bit of Mars will bring a huge explosion! But you actually..."

"Miaosi!" Roddy suddenly shouted in a low voice, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay." Miaosi looked at Roddy with a sad look. That expression made Roddy feel ache in her heart. She sighed, pulled Miaosi's hand, and whispered: "Now is not the time to say this, you go out first. I have something to say to Fielding."

When Miaosi walked out, only Fielding and Roddy were left in the room.

"Tulip, what do you want to say to me?" Fielding calmed down a little at this moment.

Roddy thought for a moment, and he found a chair to sit by the bed, looked into Fielding's eyes, and said seriously: "What are you thinking now?"

Fielding's eyes showed a little confusion, and then he closed his eyes and shook his head gently: "I don't know."

Roddy sighed: "You haven't thought about it, I've thought about some thoughts."

After a pause, Roddy whispered: "First, now that it is Promisse who has eliminated you in order to find an excuse to start a war, then you can't go back to the temple. Even if you can go back, can you still correct him? Although you are a Paladin, to tell the truth in my heart - I think you are far worse than Promisse in terms of means and scheming! You will only have a dead end when you go back! I even guess that if you go back, you may not be able to live until the day when you correct him in the sky above the Presbyterian Church! What's more, even if you say it, will others believe it?"

After a moment of silence, Fielding's voice was a little bitter: "Don't believe it..." He shook his head: "Don't talk about others, even I myself wouldn't have thought that he would be so cruel!"

Speaking of this, Fielding suddenly glanced at Roddy in a strange way, and said in a bad tone: "What? Do you want to win over me to serve you? Who are you representing? King Sauron, or your Empire of Light?" His tone was a little hostile.

Roddy immediately shook his head and said, "Of course not. I know you are not a person who will shake your mind. Even though you have turned against Promisse now, I don't think you will be sentenced to the temple."

Fielding replaced the answer with silence—he was acquiesce.

After a long time, Fielding slowly said: "Promishus is Promishus, and the temple is the temple! Since Fielding is the paladin of the temple, I will never betray the temple! I have already thought about this. Whether it is for the revenge of Guming or for the safety of the temple, I must find a way to get rid of Promishus!"

His tone was calm, but Roddy clearly felt the cold murderous intent contained in his words.

Roddy suddenly laughed - in fact, even he himself was very surprised by his reaction. At such a moment, could he actually laugh?

Or, Roddy has really changed a little.

"Felding, I admire you very much, but I also feel a little sympathetic to you." Roddy's tone seemed a little sad: "Because I suddenly realized that you are very similar to me."

Roddy seemed to have a little self-deprecating: "I was a fool at the beginning, and I didn't understand anything. I just simply thought that everything in this world could be distinguished by simple 'good and evil'! I always strictly abide by the so-called 'principles' in my heart. But now I don't think so anymore."

He suddenly stood up, looked down at Fielding lying on the bed, and slowly said, "Have you ever thought about it? Many things in this world are not so easy to distinguish. What is sin? What is kindness? What is right and what is wrong? These things are not simply measured according to the standards in your own heart."

He smiled faintly and continued, "I didn't understand these truths at first, but when I first went to the battlefield, I was still a passionate young man. I simply thought that I could defend the dignity of the empire with my own sword and passion! However, the first thing I did when I went to the battlefield was to force the sword in my hand to kill some unarmed imperial civilians!"

Roddy's expression was a little sad: "If I followed my original standards in my heart, I would never do such things! Those civilians were forced to be their spies by the Great Moon Kingdom. From the perspective of imperial decrees, they were treason and sinful! But from their own standards, they were just for survival! And I also thought at that time that as a proud warrior, my sword should be used to deal with cruel enemies, not to deal with unarmed civilians!"

Fielding's face changed slightly: "Then how did you do it?"

"I ordered the execution of those civilians who colluded with the enemy! Although I sympathized with them in my heart, even though they were just to save their relatives tied to the Great Moon Kingdom. But I had to give the first order to kill people in my life!" Roddy's expression was calm - Fielding suddenly felt that the Duke of Tulip in front of him was really terrifying.

Roddy suddenly smiled again: "Because I know that if I don't execute these civilians, the morale of my troops will be dispersed! The military orders are not strict and the orders are not complete. How can such an army go to the battlefield to fight against those grassland wolves? If the army collapses, then more people will die!"

Roddy sighed: "If it is to execute civilians according to the standards of a warrior, this is wrong. But as a commander, this is necessary! Can you tell me clearly whether I am right or wrong?" Roddy seemed to glance at Fielding indifferently.

Fielding was silent for a moment and sighed, "I don't know."

Roddy smiled slightly: "Yes, even I don't know whether the approach is right or wrong now. But the result seems to be very good. I stabilized my morale, won the war in the northwest grassland of the empire, and saved the defeat in the northwest..." Roddy finally stopped at Fielding's face: "The same reason is used on Promishu... According to your standards, it is wrong for him to assassinate you and Gu Ming, and is a despicable act, to achieve his goal.

But if he followed Promishus' own standards, he did this to arouse the common hatred of the temple and let the elders of the temple be united - if he succeeded, he might become the second pope in the history of the temple! He might even establish a religious empire that has never been unified in the continent! If he succeeded, people will only remember his great achievements in the future. Who will still remember these shameful means of his?"

Fielding's face changed: "You mean I hope I don't want to seek revenge on Promishus?!"

"No. I don't mean that." Roddy actually shook his head, and he smiled helplessly: "Frankly speaking, I am the one who most hopes Promisse dies now!"

His tone gradually became a little serious, and his expression was a little solemn: "The more I deal with this elder, the more I feel the terribleness of this person...Muse told me about his experiences. I have to say that among all the opponents I have encountered in my life, he is definitely the most terrifying one! Whether it is scheming, strategy, means, and wisdom, they are unique!" He smiled bitterly: "I even have a strange feeling: as long as this person exists, even if all the kingdoms of Roland are united, they may not be able to defeat the temple!" He suddenly murmured to himself: "Although King Sauron is also a talented and stubborn, it is still a little worse than Promises's profoundness."

"Isn't that just what you want?" Fielding couldn't help but stab Roddy, "Don't your Light Empire want us Rolanders to fight, the more powerful we fight, the better?"

Roddy actually nodded: "Yes! This is indeed my purpose in Roland. According to the standards of our empire, the civil strife in your Roland continent will definitely only benefit us. But what we hope more is that the loser in this civil strife cannot be King Sauron! Because if the Roland kingdoms lose, then with Promisse's ability, he will likely be able to truly unify the Roland continent within a few years!"

"So you hope the temple loses?" Fielding said coldly.

"No." Roddy suddenly smiled: "I don't want the temple to lose... What I hope is Promishus to lose! You said just now that the temple is the temple, and Promishus is Promishus!"

Looking at the smile on Roddy's face, Fielding suddenly felt nervous and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, what do you want to say after you have said so much to me?"

"You are really stubborn." Roddy sighed: "You are as persistent and stubborn as I used to be! And I don't like to adapt." He smiled: "Maybe it is because of this that I like you very much."

"Are you already becoming despicable now?" Fielding said angrily.

"No." Roddy's face showed a little sadness: "I have indeed changed. But... it's just because I have seen too many deaths! I have seen too many of my close comrades die in front of me!"

Both of them were silent for a while, and a subtle atmosphere filled the air. The two who had a clear position suddenly felt a little sympathetic in their hearts. Fielding finally sighed, and his face became gentle: "Okay! Duke of Tulip, tell your true purpose."

"Go back to the temple!" Roddy suddenly said something that surprised Fielding.

"Go back to the temple? Do you really think so? Didn't you say it's dangerous for me to go back now? Promisse will definitely try every means to kill me in order to silence me."

"It is because of this that you have to go back to the temple." Roddy said lightly: "Of course, if you stay here, I can be sure you will be safe, but I think you will not be willing to stay here no matter what aspect, right?"

Fielding was silent.

Indeed, Roddy was right. No matter from any aspect, Fielding would not be willing to stay here, and stay with the Duke of Tulip. Fielding, who was loyal to the temple, would never be willing to betray the temple and be with the pagans. At the same time... because of the existence of Miaosi, Fielding would never be willing to stay here.

"You keep talking." Fielding sighed.

Roddy nodded: "You must go back to the temple... because if Promischeus wants to get rid of you, he can only secretly assassinate! After all, you are the paladin of the temple! Destroy you, and then push this guilt on King Sauron together like Guming's affairs - this is the only way for him to kill you. So you can only go back and stay in the temple, and the eyes of many people in the temple are low, and the eyes of the temple are gaze, Promischeus cannot find the opportunity to take action!"

"You must remain silent! You must never publicly turn against Promisse, and you cannot prove his guilt!" Roddy sighed: "I know it is difficult to do this with your personality. But if you want to avenge Gu Ming, you have to do this."

Fielding didn't speak, obviously struggling in her heart.

"Then... when you have the chance, you will take action to kill Promishus!" Roddy's tone revealed a bit of murderous aura: "No matter whether it is open fighting, murder, assassination, assassination... whatever method you use! You have the strength of a paladin. Even if Promishus is powerful, he is just a magician... As the chief elder of the Presbyterian Church, he cannot kill you first. The only power he can use now is Augustine - he naturally won't do such a thing. Then the only one is Arslan. I think with your strength, if you are careful not to be plotted against by her, there should be no problem."

"Kill him..." Philding's eyes flashed: "There should be no chance. After all, everyone is in the temple, and there are no guards next to the meetings of the high-level insiders... If I suddenly attack, it is not impossible... It's just... I suddenly killed him before I exposed the true face of Promishus, then wouldn't I become a sinner?"

"Do you care about this reputation?" Roddy smiled coldly: "This is the problem of what I said to you just now! It is your standard of measurement! You say sinners? What is sinner? Compared with Promishus, who are you sinners? Yes, if you suddenly kill Promishus, in everyone's eyes, you Fielding is a rebellious and a sinner who rebels against the temple! But from a long-term perspective, you have eliminated an ambitious man who harms the temple!" Speaking of this, Roddy looked at Fielding meaningfully: "The key is that what standard is used to measure in your heart."

Looking at the silent Fielding, Roddy said coldly: "I don't want to hide it from you. I hope you do this because it is in the interests of our Light Empire! You can think that I have no good intentions! Then, now, Fielding, tell me your answer!"

His eyes stared at Fielding like a blade, and the room fell silent...

In the garden of the palace, flowers are blooming. Although it is not the spring when flowers bloom in full bloom, as the king's palace, flowers suitable for blooming in this season have been planted.

The fragrance hits, and the clothes flutter. A slender figure gently walks by the colorful flowers. The man is wearing a gorgeous palace outfit, his golden hair is simply tied behind his head, and his eyebrows are swept lightly above his beautiful face. Her eyes seem to be very calm, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she easily appreciates the charm of the garden.

The slender fingers stretched out gently, picked a flower and gently stuck it to the fingertips, and then she seemed to smile even stronger. The colorful flowers in the garden were even a little bit bleak in her stunning smile...

However, what was completely inconsistent with the beautiful flowers in front of him was a hoarse voice with a strange tone: "Set, you came up with that plan, right?" Old Mark strode from behind, looked at a window on the tower in the distance intentionally or unintentionally, and laughed in a low voice: "Now that kid must be persuading that Fielding according to your words."

The stunning beauty suddenly sighed, "She" turned around, looked at Old Mark, shook her head and sighed, "My dear Old Mark, you are really a person who doesn't understand romanticism. Don't you think it's a shame to discuss these conspiracies in this beautiful environment?"

Old Mark didn't care at all, and also picked a flower like Seit, sniffed vigorously in front of his nose, and smiled bitterly: "The place where hell is, the fragrance here is so strong, I really don't understand why the Sauron royal family likes such a garden! Are there any problems with those guys' noses?"

After pausing, ignoring Seit's rolling eyes, Old Mark smiled and said, "Look, can that kid convince Fielding?"

Seit seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the petals of the flower gently rotated on his fingers. He said lightly: "Who knows? This is not something I can care about. I am only responsible for giving him advice. As for whether he can realize my plan, it is not my problem."

Old Mark suddenly smiled: "To be honest, I'm a little strange... With your character, the plan you created is really shameful, even a bit despicable... You are just playing a gun in Fielding! How did you convince the foolish boy to agree with such a plan? It seems that it doesn't fit his character. With his character, he shouldn't agree to do this."

Seit's expression stiffened for a moment, then he smiled and said lightly: "I didn't spend any energy to convince Roddy. In fact, we talked about it last night and I told him my plan. He left without saying anything. Today during the day, he suddenly agreed."

Old Mark seemed a little surprised: "Oh? It seems that our silly boy finally understood the truth that 'those who accomplish great things are not focused on the details'."

Seit suddenly glanced at Old Mark: "My dear Old Mark, I think we should no longer call him a fool in the future... At least now, he is no longer the foolish boy!"

He suddenly lowered his voice and seemed to mutter to himself: "I don't know why, the more I have been in contact with him recently, I gradually became afraid of him... It's really strange... I feel more and more that Roddy seems to be a bit dangerous..."

"Oh?" Old Mark suddenly became interested: "You are scared? You actually have human emotions in your heart? This is good news!!"

Seit said nothing, and suddenly remembered the black flames that popped up in Roddy's palm that night, the legendary "hell fire" that could burn and devour everything in the world! A trace of uneasiness flashed instantly on his face.
To be continued...