Chapter 132: Miss Saintess Will Not Lose Him

Maria was dumbfounded by the sight of Himan, who was ready to go to the front lines.

Himan was not yet clear on what was going on.

“What is it, Sister Maria? The situation is very complicated now. You and Saintess Candidate Christine should quickly find a place to take shelter. It will be safer in the church.”

“No, Lady Christine wants to go to the site of the miracle… to that place.”

Maria was very anxious.

And Christine did not speak.

She just quietly sized up Himan, wondering what she was thinking.

“Go to that place… No, there are many monsters on the outskirts, hordes of them. She is so weak now, how can she go to that kind of place?”

“Miss Himan, let me go. You may not understand what that place means to me.”

At this time, Christine spoke calmly.

But Himan was stunned, thinking to herself, ‘Let’s not talk about meaning first. Do you know what it means to go there?’

It wasn’t that she didn’t understand.

This miracle was caused by Christine.

It was best for Christine to handle the miracle caused by her.

But the situation was different now.

A large number of personnel had been deployed to the front lines to resist the monster tide.

The front line must not be broken.

To have her go and protect Christine and Maria, two girls with no combat power, it wasn’t that she couldn’t do it.

What if something happened?

Himan was not afraid of taking responsibility, but she was afraid of not doing it well.

Her pride would not allow anything to happen to Christine and Maria.

“It’s very dangerous there. We should find more people.”

Himan thought for a moment and came to this temporary solution.

“That’s right, Lady Christine. Let’s not be in a hurry.”

Maria was very much in favor of it.

But Christine was in a hurry, very much in a hurry.

Her heart was beating, beating fast.

She could not suppress her desire to go to Hall’s side, even if she was a Saintess Candidate.

The impulse that had been brewing for two days could not be calmed.

“Miss Himan, if you don’t let me go now, you will regret it.”

She said calmly.

As if she was conveying someone else’s will.

“What does Saintess Candidate Christine mean by that?”

Himan looked at Christine’s gaze.

She couldn’t quite read it.

Her eyes, as clear as a shallow sea, reflected her figure, but it was as if she was locked on by something.

“It is fate.”

“Fate?”

To be honest, Himan was not a person who believed in fate too much.

Unless it was a Saintess who had received a divine revelation who said this word herself.

“Mm, Miss Himan, do you still remember that I did a divination for Baron Hall after the tea party a while ago?”

“I still remember.”

Himan’s memory was stirred up.

At that time, she also didn’t know why she had given the opportunity to Hall…

But because of the Red Queen’s interruption, to this day, she had never known Christine’s divination.

At this moment, Christine brought it up again.

This made Himan’s heart tighten.

Why was Christine bringing this up now?

“What do you think of Hall?”

“Is this the time to talk about such things, Saintess Candidate Christine? A monster tide is rushing towards this town, the outskirts are full of monsters, and even the vampires are eyeing us in the dark. You might have been targeted. Do you still have the mood to mention a person who has been missing for a long time?”

Himan was very anxious.

She didn’t know why Christine was bringing this up at this time.

But in any case, her reaction was very strong.

If only Hall were by her side, she would think so in her heart.

But she had to deny it.

She could live without Hall.

“Then to you, Hall is not important?”

“Saintess Candidate Christine, this is not the time to talk about these things. What if Hall is important to me, and what if he isn’t? Even if you really like Hall, you don’t have to be so entangled with him who has been missing for half a month at a time like this. What’s the point?”

The white-stockinged knight continued to emphasize her thoughts at this moment.

Yes, the situation in West Town was so critical.

What was she still doing with Hall?

She had to deal with the matter at hand, and after she was done, she would go with Lov and find Hall through Christine’s divination.

No, a paradox suddenly appeared.

Suppose Christine knew that she was also looking for her to do a divination for Hall’s whereabouts.

So that’s why Christine had brought up the divination at the tea party?

In Himan’s mind, these thoughts began to conflict.

But she didn’t want to think about it.

She even felt a little unwilling to face the somewhat aggressive-looking Christine now.

“If I liked him, I wouldn’t have lost him.”

Christine answered faintly.

Something was poked in Himan, and she was about to speak.

But after half a day, she was still silent.

“Anyway, I’m going there.”

The blonde girl in the Saintess robe began to continue her journey towards the orphanage.

This time, her steps were filled with an undeniable will.

Maria had no choice but to follow.

Himan thought to herself that Christine couldn’t have an accident.

She was definitely the most likely target for the cultists and the demon race to attack tonight.

But Christine’s previous words had made her very upset.

She was afraid that she would have a conflict with Christine later.

“Then how about this, Saintess Candidate Christine? Princess Frida first sent a few guards to accompany me. I’ll have a few guards protect you. And I’ll go ahead and clear the way alone. If we encounter a particularly difficult enemy, you can also get away quickly.”

Himan’s plan was relatively rational.

Christine and Maria had blessing abilities, but she alone could not protect two people.

Having Frida’s guards, who were responsible for her flank, surround Christine and Maria in the middle, the two of them could bless these guards, and even a strong person of over eighty in combined combat power would find it difficult to break through for a while.

And she would be clearing the way in front.

If there was a particularly strong person, she could also let Christine and Maria go first.

This was Himan’s pride as a knight.

She could be in danger, but the people she protected could not.

Back then, her great-grandfather, the first Duke of Von Braun, was also a person who had disregarded life and death and had made a contribution by protecting the Pope in the East-West continent war.

“Lady Christine, let’s do this.”

“Mm, but I will not be indebted to Miss Himan. Since you are clearing the way at the front, then I will give this to you. Any demon race that does not have a high divine resistance will hate this thing, and it also has a small effect of restoring stamina.”

Christine took out a cross from her pocket.

A pure white cross, similar in style to the one on Hall’s chest, but it looked smaller.

However, there were subtle differences.

The cross she had given to Hall had a small sun shape in the center, while this cross had a small star shape.

She had actually also made a small moon-shaped cross.

She knew that it was for her purple-haired older sister who had died in the big fire.

Although her sister had died, she had still unconsciously made this thing before her memory had awakened.

She had never stopped making this thing, in any free time she had when she started to want to make them.

“Alright… thank you, Saintess Candidate Christine.”

Himan took it and wore it on her chest.

She felt like she had seen this thing somewhere before, but she couldn’t quite remember.

Then, Christine, Himan, Maria, and the four royal guards of close to level seventy sent by Frida set off, escorting the orphanage.

Among them, the white-stockinged female knight was in the lead.

“Phew… so that’s what it is. You’re Roan’s secretly cultivated confidant, right?”

In the large courtyard outside the orphanage church.

Hall was still holding the two blades he had taken from Thorne.

He and Arjo had had a brief exchange just now.

Both were probing attacks.

Although Arjo had looked down on Hall before, he was not stupid.

The aura emanating from Hall at this moment was purer than the aura from his palm.

Damn it, even if there were rumors that all the elites of the Black Knights who had passed the second selection would secretly undergo different degrees of enhancement with the power of the Demon God in the future.

And become the strongest long-range assault force directly under the cardinals.

But the second selection to integrate all the Black Knight branches had not yet begun.

This so-called William Russell, who was also a mysterious member of the Black Knights, and was Christine’s guard, was incredibly trusted by the Roan faction.

It was simply a stack of buffs.

This made Arjo have to suspect that the church’s latest progress and technology in the research of human control of the Demon God’s power had all been poured into this William Russell.

After all, the reason why Cardinal Roan’s direct disciple was able to rise to power was said to be because he had offered the Demon God’s heritage to the cardinals.

“I also understand why you came out to block me and Trick Rider, instead of looking for the feather.”

Since Arjo had guessed that he was Cardinal Roan’s confidant, then he would be Roan’s confidant.

He didn’t care about that much.

As long as they didn’t guess that he was Hall Faxtius.

And he had guessed why Arjo had come out directly after repelling Trick Rider.

Because even if the feather had been summoned by Christine, Arjo still couldn’t find it.

Assuming the feather met the game’s setting and was a holy item of level two or above.

Then it had to be taken out of a box by a character with a very high divinity.

But Arjo couldn’t.

Although his divinity in the game was [A], the Arjo of this world had probably already accepted the [Human Enhancement with the Power of the Demon God] project, which would only appear in the mid-game and was secretly researched by the church.

This would lower the character’s divinity.

Actually, when he and Himan had come over to investigate the demon beast swarm on the outskirts, he had already guessed that the church’s research progress was faster than in the game.

And because Ilora had been injured in Saint Olan, it was difficult for the Saint Gregory faction to obtain the feather.

So at this moment, Arjo was blocking him and Trick Rider, and had to wait for Archbishop Otto, who had a higher divinity, to come before they could possibly continue their plan.

“Specialist William, you are indeed smart, but you don’t understand one thing. I have been probing you for so long, and I was just waiting for the time. You and I, who have both undergone the experiment and accepted the power of the Demon God, should know that the Demon God’s sword technique cannot be used frequently.”

Arjo slowly narrated this fact.

Among the four deputy knight captains under Saint Gregory, he was the first to accept the power of the Demon God.

His understanding of the Demon God’s sword technique was not very deep, and he had only mastered the most basic speed-type sword technique [Flash Step] in the Black Blade.

But even so, his strength had increased a lot compared to before he had accepted the transformation of the Demon God’s power.

His goal of becoming a Silver Knight was not particularly noble, but it was not that crazy either.

But people who could reach this position basically had some pride.

When he learned that if he didn’t make a change, he might be stuck at the position of deputy knight captain for the rest of his life.

Arjo resolutely chose to accept the power of the Demon God.

This technology was not very stable.

A demon-human with low divinity would instantly go crazy like the adventurers who had explored the deep layers of the Demon God’s Labyrinth for a long time, becoming no different from a monster.

These crazy existences would usually be used for further research to see if there was a possibility of returning to normal.

But if they were hopelessly mad, they would be dealt with by a specialist.

Arjo’s foundation as a deputy knight captain had allowed his body to withstand and accept a small part of the Demon God’s power.

But this was not enough.

If he needed to become stronger, he needed more and purer Demon God’s power.

And current research showed that the Demon God’s power could be neutralized by high divinity, allowing one to resist that madness and stabilize one’s mind.

So he had to obtain that feather.

As long as he obtained the feather, Saint Gregory’s family would be able to invest more resources in him, giving him more power.

At level ninety, unless one’s talent was like a cheat, it was very difficult to improve with just one’s own power.

What’s more, that feather was originally a transcendent holy item.

“So you used a surprise attack to repel the enemy just now, and now you’re probing me just to wait for the time when you can use it again.”

Hall’s statement made Arjo wary.

This guy, just like him, had comprehended a Demon God’s sword technique.

A person who had just accepted the power of the Demon God could not comprehend a Demon God’s sword technique.

It had taken Arjo, with his talent, half a year to comprehend one.

“So what, William? Since you know that if you don’t show me your trump card early on, I can now use it again. With your speed, can you possibly dodge this blow?”

“Oh, I didn’t say I would fight you alone. I’m also waiting.”

Hall shrugged and said, “To be honest, you’re not even as qualified as the vampire prince who showed up before. You don’t make me show my trump card. By the way, Trick Rider, have you recovered? Come and beat him with me!”

As he finished speaking, he had already advanced with two swords in hand.

Although Trick Rider didn’t speak, he responded to Hall by swinging the two-meter-long greatsword in his hand, creating a piercing wind sound.

Arjo’s face instantly showed a strange color.

He had said that Hall and Trick Rider were heretics just now to frame Hall.

Because he felt that Hall was no match for Trick Rider, so Trick Rider had killed his way in.

He had never expected that this cold thirteen cadres would team up with a specialist from the Black Knights.

And he had only one effective attack.

He was very good in a one-on-one.

In a one-on-two, he would have to consider whether to use the counter on Hall, who could also use it, or on Trick Rider, who had a strong defensive armor.

Both were good, and he couldn’t quickly defeat either one.

But there was no time for Arjo to think.

Hall’s sword and Trick Rider’s sword wind followed.

“Archbishop Malik, you actually have time to come here now? It’s a complete mess outside.”

“It’s you, Archbishop Otto. Are you going somewhere at this time instead of staying in the church?”

The two archbishops in white robes met at a corner of West Town at this moment.

Otto, who looked like an orthodox priest, glanced at Malik, this thin-faced bishop with glasses on his nose.

He had received a notice from Arjo.

It said that the feather had appeared, but it still needed someone with high divinity to take it out.

So Archbishop Otto, while asking Arjo if he had control of the situation, had also taken a theological book and planned to go there.

For him, obtaining the feather was not only Cardinal Gregory’s mission, but also his instinctive pursuit as a clergyman.

But not long after he had gone out, he had suddenly met Malik at a corner.

The two archbishops, who were not on good terms in Saint Louis, had met at this critical juncture.

The tension and smell of gunpowder in their words were self-evident.

“I’m going to visit the place where the miracle just descended. Is Archbishop Malik going to accompany me?”

Otto was not shy.

His confidence was in Arjo, and also in the fact that Cardinal Saint Gregory had sent two more deputy knight captains after confirming that there might be a change in the orphanage.

At this moment, those two deputy knight captains should be on the Holy Train that would arrive in West Town tonight.

And Christine and Malik had not brought any regular or deputy knight captains.

As for the list of personnel on the railway line to West Town these past two days, the Lauren family had secretly sent it to Archbishop Otto.

He was sure that the situation tonight was still under control.

“Then that won’t be necessary. I’ll go alone, Otto.”

Standing under a worn-out streetlight in West Town, Malik stared at the holy book that Otto was holding in his arms, which was originally intended to be used to summon the feather, and suddenly showed a strange smile.

“Malik, you dare to kill me…”

In the flickering dim yellow light, the voice also seemed to be intermittent.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, I’m not playing anymore, I’m not playing anymore! Your Highness, where are you?”

Parousia and her chest were numb.

She had been chased around by the Silver Knights who had originally been guarding the orphanage.

Actually, Parousia had wanted to turn back and counter-kill them, but there were a few too many of them, and her Prince had given her the task of luring away the Silver Knights who had been guarding nearby.

She was only responsible for attracting fire.

So Parousia’s communication with Hall had been intermittent before.

But with the speed of a level eighty pure-blooded vampire, and the obstruction of the monsters along the way, she had still shaken off those pursuers.

The mission was completed.

She had thought of going around and then going back to the orphanage.

Although she was a vampire waste, she also had a heart.

She had to help her Prince get that item.

She had to go back and see what William was doing, but the magic scroll for contacting each other had already been consumed.

She could only find the other party’s position by feeling.

But just as she was like a headless fly.

Parousia’s nose suddenly twitched.

“William’s scent?”

Although she had not sucked Hall’s blood, when Hall had applied blood to her back in Olan, she had also smelled the scent of Hall’s blood.

It was very special, the kind of taste that you would never forget after smelling it once, and that she could not refuse.

But as a pure-blooded vampire, she had her dignity.

So what if it smelled fragrant?

It wasn’t that this kind of tempting blood was good blood.

The blood of succubi and some low-level races that set traps for their prey would also emit a fragrance.

So Parousia had never liked to suck Hall’s blood, feeling that she could not yield to this kind of low-level desire.

Some pure-blooded vampires had fallen and become ordinary vampires because they could not resist the pleasure of sucking blood.

And she was a vampire with backbone!

However, she could confirm William’s position.

He was also at the orphanage.

Parousia was overjoyed.

She thought of quickly going over to meet up with him, and then asking him what means he had to make her Prince look at her with new eyes.

But when Parousia went.

She found that the outer wall of the orphanage, which had originally made her disgusted and contained divine power, had been blown open.

She went in through the opening.

But she found Hall panting outside, holding two swords, one of which was already broken.

And beside Hall was a corpse with black blood flowing out of it.

Parousia had a very strong impression of this corpse.

“Damn it, William! You killed this guy? What’s your strength?”

Parousia had a very deep impression of Arjo.

When she had met Arjo on the platform in Saint Olan, she had been very afraid of this guy.

But now the other party was lying beside Hall, covered in blood.

And with the broken sword in Hall’s hand, it inevitably made her imagine the fierce battle that had just taken place.

“I killed him with a cadre from the Salvation Church. Lorraine has already gone in to look for the feather.”

Hall’s broken sword came from the fact that at the last critical moment, he had used [Sword-Shattering Form] on Arjo at close range.

Arjo had not comprehended this strength-type sword technique.

So his weapon was damaged, and he was caught off guard.

Then Lorraine had cooperated with Hall and activated [Trick Charge].

The two-meter-long greatsword had come at super high speed, and its powerful destructive force had directly ended this knight’s life.

For Hall, it was acceptable.

After all, the [Rainbow Sky Sword] and the [Wind’s Soul] had not yet been used.

“Hey, hey, hey… then why aren’t you going in? You know Mandosha and the Black Rose. If he wants to get the feather, can’t you find a way to make him get it?”

“He can’t get the feather. He can only ensure that the feather is not obtained by others.”

Hall had seen through the rules from Arjo’s actions.

And he had a not-low divinity.

He had a chance, so he could wait at his ease.

If the situation became more chaotic later, through a consideration of interests, Lorraine could only let the feather be taken by him.

The black-haired youth paused, “And, your Prince has been in the orphanage for a long time, and I haven’t seen her take the feather. I think she can’t do it either.”

The various forces that had come here probably all thought that with the descent of the miracle, the feather would appear directly and they could start to snatch it.

And the descent of the miracle had also been sudden.

Christine herself had not arrived.

So there was a lack of complete preparation.

“Then, then what should we do, William? You must have a way to get the feather, right? Are you going to take the feather and then give it to me… let me give it to the Prince? Ouch… William, you’re too good.”

Looking at Parousia, who was moved by herself and fantasizing.

Hall was very speechless.

He was thinking about how to get past Vier.

As long as he could get Vier to nod, he would definitely be the first to take the feather tonight.

But soon, a fierce wind from both sides blew rapidly from the left.

He pulled Parousia and dodged.

“William, William, what’s going on?!”

“Human assassins. They should be people from the Lauren family.”

Hall took Parousia and retreated to the main gate of the orphanage, looking at the two figures standing on the walls on both sides.

One of them said with a faint smile, “It’s a pity. Otto only brought one deputy knight captain, Arjo. We can’t let them kill each other too much. What’s with this guy named William? And he even has a vampire by his side. Isn’t she Christine’s guard?”

The other said, “Let’s hurry up and make a move while they’re tired. How does that saying from the East go? The snipe and the clam grapple, and the fisherman gets the benefit.”

In an instant, Hall thought of a solution.

“Parousia, drink my blood and deal with them.”

“Huh?!”

“Hurry up! After you kill them, immediately go to your Prince and take the credit.”

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When Hall sent his injured arm in front of her.

Parousia found it hard to resist the temptation, but she couldn’t say anything more, just swallowed her saliva.

But when Hall enlarged the wound on his arm with his broken sword, she really couldn’t hold it back.

And at this very moment, the white-stockinged knight, who had been in the vanguard and broken through the monster swarm.

Having killed her way to a place not far outside the orphanage, she was directly stunned in place.

‘That figure is Parousia? The person who is giving her blood… looks like that person from that day… the person who led the way for her that day. This back, why…’

“Why does it look so much like Hall?”

She stopped the sword in her hand that was cutting down monsters and asked this in the night wind.

But she didn’t know who she was asking.

Because Himan could already be sure.