Bann and his group turned their heads and saw a young man wearing a luxurious noble man with a long sword on his waist.

"Who are you?"

Bain suppressed his anger and calmed down. He was a person who knew how to judge the situation. From the outfit of the young man in front of him, he could tell that the other party was not something he could easily provoke.

"I? I'm just a passing man." The young man held down his long sword and said, "I just went to buy a good weapon, but I saw an interesting scene on the way back."

"So what's the point of doing?" Bann put down Nowen in his hand and used honorific words to the young man's questions.

"It's nothing, I just think that there is no result in force, so I unconsciously reminded me." The young man said unconsciously.

After hearing this, Bain relaxed his breath. The other party did not seem to have the intention to meddle in other people's business, otherwise things would become tricky. Although he was fierce and powerful in ordinary people, he was just a clown who rubbed casually in front of the nobles.

"Young Master, you may not know that this man owes our boss a lot of debts. He is obviously rich but would rather go to the Fez club to play with women than pay the money. The boss can't bear it anymore, so he asked us to teach him a lesson in order to urge him to pay the debt as soon as possible. I believe you understand the axiom of paying the debt with debts."

Since the other party was thinking about watching the fun, Bain explained, and believed that he could send this troubled young man away as soon as possible after he finished speaking.

"Oh-so that's it." The young man seemed to approve of Bain's words and nodded, because it was indeed recognized in Elderland's reimbursement of debts. There was no reason to disturb others' debt repayment. Even if they used violent means, they still had absolute justice.

"Then you keep going--" The young man seemed to be planning to leave because he had no reason to interfere in this matter. Even if he intervenes, he couldn't stand the truth. Why bother to make trouble?

"Please save me, young master! I will definitely repay you!"

When Bain saw the young man ready to leave, he heard the sudden shouting of Nowen behind him and his expression changed. His mood was tense and angry as he had just relaxed.

But Nuowen seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw at this moment. He didn't want to die or die. Even if he had a glimmer of chance, he would try it.

"Shut up!" I can't deal with that young man, but I can't deal with you? Bann couldn't help but turn around and kick Nuowen fiercely.

"Clang—"

A white light suddenly flashed in front of Bain's eyes, which made Bain feel a great threat of fear, and the kicking of Nowen's foot stopped in the air.

When he looked at him, he saw a simple and elegant long sword shining with a sharp cold light on the wall at the entrance of the road, and the sword edge had already entered halfway.

"Wait a minute."

Bain and his party turned their heads and looked at the young man who was making noise again, and saw a faint smile on his handsome face.

"Young master, what else is there?" Bain asked in deep breath. He knew that trouble was coming again, especially the sword that the other party warned him, which made Bain's scalp numb. The other party was definitely not a simple noble person who seemed like that.

"You said? Why should I save you?" The young man ignored Baen's words and looked at Nowen, who was covered in bruises.

"Because I am a scholar, I know a lot of things and will definitely help you." Nuowen struggled with his injured body and said quickly. This was the life-saving opportunity he had won, and he must seize it.

"But I know a lot, it seems that you are useless." The young man smiled.

"This young master—" Seeing that he was ignored, Ben endured humiliation and said angrily: "Are you going to interfere in the matter between us?"

"Shut up! It's not your turn to do things!" The young man suddenly changed his appearance and glanced at Bann and scolded him coldly.

Bann's forehead veins collapsed again. Several subordinates around him hurriedly pulled him when they knew the consequences of the matter, and kept reminding Bann not to be impulsive.

"Then I'll see what you do, Master." Baen calmed down after wisely overcame the impulse, and retreated aside with his subordinates and gritted his teeth.

"What about you? I won't save you if there is no other value." The young man glanced at Bann coldly and looked at Nowen on the ground and continued.

"I--" Nuowen seemed to be unable to think of any other reason. He was just an ordinary scholar. His only achievement was to be an aide in the Great Prince's Mansion, and he was an aide who was increasingly being treated coldly.

"I can be your follower!" Nuowen clenched his fists, as if he had made some decision and shouted: "The saint once said: The road to knowledge is endless, and no matter how wise a person is, there are things they don't know. I believe I can definitely help you."

The young man nodded slightly, as if interested, and thought, "Maybe it makes sense."

"Young master! If you are willing to save him, you have to pay back his debts!" ​​Seeing that the other party seemed to have a intention to settle the negotiation, Bain immediately jumped out and said, but he remembered the boss's advice. If the boss's affairs are broken, he will not end well. How can he not be in a hurry at this time?

"Oh? How much money does he owe you?" The young man had no good expression on his face at Bann and said in a cold tone.

"The principal and interest are included. Now there is a total of 851 Kintoll. No, it is 900 Kintoll." Bain responded with a slight angrily as he counted his fingers and looked at the young man.

"Scammers! You are liars!" Hearing the debts that Bain mentioned, Noven shouted as if he was stepped on his tail: "I clearly remember that my debts are only 500 Kintoll, and there is no so-called 900 Kintoll at all! They are lying!"

This was unbearable to Nuowen. He was very afraid that his debt would allow young people to dispel their desire to help him. You should know that 900 Kintor is a huge number, and not everyone can easily take it out.

"I didn't expect your value to be really unexpected." The young man's eyes flashed and he looked at the excited Nuowen and said, "But I can still take out this little money."

After saying that, the young man flashed a false ring in his hand, and a bag of jingling sound appeared in his hand, throwing it to Bain not far away, "Adriakintoll with a face value of 20 has 30 pieces in total, I think I should be able to redeem his debts."

"But--" Bain, who reached out to catch the purse, quickly prepared to say.

"Don't think I don't understand the hands and feet in the debt. Give you 600 Kintor to your boss laughs." The young man looked at Bain and snorted coldly: "If you have any objections, let your boss come to me."

Bann held his purse tightly, his face gloomy and unstable. He knew that there would be no good ending if he continued to make trouble, especially the other party's identity and the sword he had just made were not tolerated. The most important thing was that he had a virtual ring in his hand, which was something that not every noble could have.

Why not go back and tell the boss to deal with it. Thinking of this, after Bain ordered the Jintor, who had cleared his wallet, he hated his subordinates to prepare to leave.

"Don't forget to give the loan note to my entourage, otherwise I don't mind finding your boss in person." reminded the young men of Bann who were leaving.

Bain did not look back and did not want to look back. He needed to go back and report to the boss as soon as possible.

"It seems you need treatment." The young man stepped forward and pulled out the long sword at the entrance of the road and returned to the sheath. He lifted the weight lightly and looked at Nuowen. "Can you stand up?"

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness, I think I can." Nuowen said with relief, because he was saved, but the price was his unknowingly confused future.

But this result was the best for him, Nuowen thought so helplessly.

Outside the church door of the Royal Capital Guanghui Church.

The young man threw a few Kintor to let the other party go in for treatment, but he didn't want to enter because he didn't like it.

After the distant battle between the ancient gods, all the gods fell and turned into stars. From then on, Elderland bid farewell to the age of the gods, and thus undergoes great changes.

The disappearance of the gods led to the formation of the FerNu law. The lower tribes of Elderland, who had been controlled by the gods for a long time, were able to turn over, and thus the world entered the golden age of all tribes.

When people lose the faith of the gods, new faiths begin to sprout in Elderland. Countless beliefs sprout like bamboo shoots after a rain. The Glorious Church is a small religion born from this.

In the golden age of all tribes, the weak shrine of glory preached the doctrine of truth, goodness and beauty of faith in the light gradually grew in a chaotic faith. From the beginning of the hegemony era to the end of the war of new faith①, the once weak shrine of glory has become the largest religion of Elderland.

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Today is not the day of Yom Kippur for the church. If you need to get the church's treatment, you must pay a certain fee. It is necessary to admit that the treatment methods of the Radiant Church are indeed convincing.

The young man is Xia Lan. He does not like the Lucky Temple. Perhaps he is naturally rejected, and his actions are completely opposite to the doctrine of the Lucky Temple.

In the game of the previous life, he worked as a monk in the Radiant Church until he was promoted to a church bishop. He knew better than ordinary people about the power hidden in the Radiant Church, darkness.

Therefore, he never provokes the existence of the Glorious Temple, or even does not contact him.

Nowen came out quickly. Apart from the dirty clothes of his body, he could not see any injury. After all, he did not hurt his muscles and bones, and the treatment he received did not take much time. Moreover, the church healers are not a desireless existence, and Kintor is their best motivation for treatment.

Xia Lan had her own purpose to save him, and he would never save someone for no reason.

This person will be the beginning of his plan.

"Maybe you need a dinner." Xia Lan looked at the gradually dim sky.

"You decide everything." Nuowen said respectfully to the young, but his heart fell into confusion.

Since being saved by the young man in front of him, he has no idea who he is or what he wants to save himself. He will not be so stupid that he thinks he is worth 600 Kintor.

He has a purpose, and it doesn't matter as long as it doesn't harm the prince and Bilin, but how should he deal with himself in the future and where he leads to it.

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① Note: The era of hegemony, that is, the long-lasting golden age of all tribes, ended peacefully. In order to compete for the dominance of Elderland, the war that spanned countless years caused countless genocides to disappear and civilization collapsed.

The war on the new faith, that is, after the end of the era of hegemony, the tribes fell into long-term cultivation and rest, and faith began to spread and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Different religions influenced all ethnic groups and countries. The differences in doctrines also triggered a new round of protracted wars. The result of the war caused countless religious beliefs to disappear.
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