Banshee? No, an ogre!

Chapter 7: Yade's gift

Inside the box was a piece of vermilion meat.

It looked like the meat was still wriggling!

This is it! The moment the box was opened, Ouge's body involuntarily felt a craving - a craving for food.

What on earth is this thing that can make me feel like this!

You must know that Ouge had just eaten.

This is something that can help you become a professional. Seeing Ouge's appearance, Yade closed the box again.

When the box was closed, the appetite immediately stopped.

'For... for me?!' Ouge had never imagined that this so-called gift would be such a precious and strange thing.

When had it become so easy to become a professional?

Why should there be such a strange thing in the utility room of the Dawn Church?

At this point, even the most obtuse person should have realised that this gift might not be so simple.

Yes, but this is only one of the possibilities. Then Yade took another badge from his chest.

It was a silver-coloured metal badge with thorns and flames engraved on it - the badge of the Order Knight of the Church of Dawn, and it was still a badge of the Grand Knight level.

Ouge could also tell that the badge was not made of silver at all, but of mithril - an extremely expensive and exceptional material that was usually used to cast parts of magical equipment.

But compared to the preciousness of the material of the badge, the meaning behind the badge was even more extraordinary.

Teacher, what do you mean? Ouge's knowledge was not yet sufficient for him to judge Yade's meaning.

'This is another possibility. Take this badge and go to the highest clock tower in the city and announce my name. Someone will teach you the way of the image.

Yade presented Ouge with two options.

One was to eat the strange flesh that would instantly turn you into a martial artist, and the other was just an inexplicable promise.

Teacher, I've never heard of anything that can turn someone into a martial artist... Oug did not immediately make a decision, but asked his own doubts.

It was not because Oug could suppress his greed, but Oug simply did not believe that his relationship with Yade could go that far.

You were able to remain cautious in the face of temptation. I was right about you, Oug.

Yade smiled for a rare moment. Then he left the utility room, closed the door, put away the two things he had taken out and led Oug to a stone bench.

Although the utility room was full of dust, the stone bench outside was clean.

Sit down. After sitting on the bench himself, Yade gestured for Oug to sit next to him.

After Oug sat on the bench, Yade began to tell him: 'The flesh and blood I have just shown you is called Taisui meat. It comes from the East. If you eat it, you can indeed become a martial artist directly, or even inherit the power of a great martial artist, and it can also make you live longer.

But the price is that you will find it difficult to improve in the martial arts path, and your other extraordinary paths will also be cut off.

That doesn't sound like a disadvantage...' Oug was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't think it was a drawback. Compared to the effect of the Taisui meat, Oug was actually more concerned about the creature this thing was cut from.

He had never heard of such an outrageous thing.

If this thing was mass-produced, wouldn't every Oriental be a martial artist?

Yes, that is not the real drawback of Taisui meat. The real drawback is actually the emergence of a different personality after eating it...' Yade slapped his palm and resealed the box of Taisui meat.

Some people here call it the f*******n potion of the East. If you really want to eat the Taishen meat for strength, I can give it to you now, but from now on you will have no relationship with me.

Og was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I would rather know about the other option.

With the strength of a professional martial artist and the aid of equipment, he might be able to deal with the Goblin King himself, but what about the subsequent Ogre Chief...

and the unknown flame mage, how will we deal with them?

Also, it is very likely that there is a whole team of professionals behind this Flame Mage.

At the beginning, I only heard an explosion and dreamed that the flames were related to my father's death, and I was not sure how powerful the enemy was.

The power of the professionals alone is far from enough.

No matter how great the hatred for the destruction of the village, it cannot be compared to the father who raised me...

Then we must begin with the previous question... A rare look of nostalgia appeared in Yade's eyes.

'You mean the person I'm supposed to meet... has been infected and turned into a different species. Ogg replied sharply.

Yade tilted his head to the side - he hadn't expected Ogg to react so quickly.

'You guessed right, Ogg. The person I want you to meet is a cleric who has been infected and turned into a vampire. Well... he's no longer a cleric.

As he spoke, Yade let out a sigh.

Og had never seen this side of the majestic paladin before.

Then a story slowly began to unfold from Yade's narration.

It was a story like a folk tale.

A long time ago, the Church of Dawn gave birth to two outstanding professionals.

They were the best knight and priest in the original branch temple.

What's more, they were as close as real brothers, and every time they teamed up, they achieved success after success.

Until a few years ago, during a siege.

The entire group of Divine Punishment Knights they were in was ambushed while besieging a vampire count, and almost all of them were lost...

In the end, almost all that was left was the priest and the paladin.

Fortunately, with the priest's cover and the Blessing of Wrath, the paladin broke through the trap and unleashed an incredible amount of power, finally killing the cunning vampire count.

Unfortunately, they eventually ran out of ammunition and food. The final plague and curse followed them, leaving them without the strength to return.

At this time.

no one could save them.

Had it not been for chance, they would have died in that b****y swamp.

Then, at that moment... the priest made an incredible move - he took the flesh and blood core of the vampire duke impaled by the holy sword and ate it...

'And I am the knight in the story...' Yard said, rising to his feet.

'Why... did you choose me? Ogg saw no fault in this story.

Perhaps it could also explain why a Grand Knight in the prime of his life would come to this borderland a few years ago.

It is very simple, Ogg. Over the years, you are the only one who has fulfilled the requirements.

You are the only one who could endure the useless training and the hard work.

And you are also the only one who, despite being neither a knight nor a mage, has remained objective towards the invaders and their kind, despite being a victim of their invasion...'.

At this point Adden paused, then finally smiled: "You are innocent, kind, intelligent, and most importantly, patient enough to keep your promises. You are the most suitable person to succeed my friend, who was an excellent cleric and a good image-maker.

This sudden surprise made Oug clasp his hands on the stone bench.

Although there had been a misunderstanding, Oug did not want to explain this wonderful misunderstanding.

I accept,' Oug tried his best to calm down.

I cannot guarantee that he will teach you, nor can I guarantee that you will be as good as him, but remember that whatever gift you choose, it has nothing to do with the Dawn Church, it is my personal help, do you understand? Oug.

Even a person as determined as Yard

could not resist the temptation of selfishness - after all, he chose to shelter another species.

This crime, if committed by a Dawn believer, would be enough to warrant a sentence of death by fire.

Perhaps this is why he chose Oug instead of the pure-blooded Dawn worshippers.

Perhaps such is the complexity of human nature, neither black nor white.

'I understand, Teacher...'

No, don't call me teacher anymore, we will have no relationship in the future,' Yade shook his head and said.

Then he put the two options in front of Oug again: 'Make your choice, Oug.

When the two choices were placed in front of Oug, he took the badge without hesitation.

On the one hand, he hoped that his path would be wider, and on the other, he wanted to do right by Yade, who had taught him.

Report to the bell tower in a month. Remember, no matter what happens, don't tell anyone, or I'll come and kill you wherever you run to.

Yade's tone was very calm, but Ouge did not doubt the sincerity of Yade's words.

I will obey your teachings. Ouge put the medal away, put an arm on his shoulder and bowed to Yade.

After leaving here, he would have no further connection with Yade or the Dawn Church.

Ouge, before I go, I would like to tell you one last secret, which is not really a secret.

Yade asked Ouge with his hands behind his back, 'Do you know why the professionals of the Dawn Church are so powerful in their ranks, and why the Dawn Church only accepts knights and imagemakers?

'Because of the old teachings?' Ouge replied.

Of course, he also knew that it could not be that simple.

'Yes, because of the teachings, and also because of the commandments...' Yade began to explain:

'Among the professions, only knights and image-makers can trade self-control for greater power.

These are the only two professions that can tap into the power of the mind, which can be influenced and changed by behaviour, the mind and external images.

The power of the so-called Holy Light that we control is born under the influence of discipline and the mind.

After completing the cycle of life and activating the fighting spirit to become a professional, a knight must not only practise breathing techniques, but also constantly accumulate reputation.

This reputation gives a Knight incredible magical powers, so Knights often need to inherit a prestigious title and fiefdom in order to become powerful.

A title is often the best way to transfer reputation.

And our Dawn Church offers another way to gain the power of reputation - this is the origin of the Paladin's holy aura.

It is not the people who need Paladins, but the Paladins who need the people.