Chapter 65

Lin Mo was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed. The other party actually thought he was a Holy Knight of the Divine Court.

It wasn't surprising. The Divine Court, more accurately the Light Divine Court, was the organization with the most Light Element Affinities in the world. When he suddenly burst with a scorching white light, it was natural to be mistaken for someone from the Divine Court.

"May I ask, are you the Holy Knight, sir?"

The little nun swallowed, thinking her voice wasn't loud enough or her attitude respectful enough, so she repeated it louder and more humbly.

Lin Mo turned to look at the statue of the Light God, then shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm not from the Divine Court!"

He felt there was no need to lie in such a situation.

"Ah! How can you not be a Holy Knight, sir?"

The little nun couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes wide with disbelief. She couldn't imagine a knight with such powerful Light power not being a Holy Knight of the Divine Court.

How could it be possible? Every person with Light power she had seen was almost without exception a member of the Divine Court.

"Sorry, I serve the royal family, uh, and the empire!"

The Dragon Knight's oath only mentioned the royal family, but Lin Mo thought for a moment and added "the empire." Of course, this "empire" also included the people.

This might have been influenced by his service in Earth's civilization, where the people's children were soldiers, and so on...

If he were on Earth, he would use a different term, adapting to local customs, and there would be no conflict between the two.

"Royal family and the empire?"

The little nun was doubtful, suddenly remembering something and stammering, "Why are you here? Is there something you need?" At this time, the prayer hall's door was not open, which meant he didn't enter through the proper way.

Since he wasn't the revered Holy Knight, a sense of unfamiliarity and fear arose in her heart. Having grown up in this town since childhood, she had no experience dealing with the imperial authorities and immediately became nervous.

This world was not short of lawless villains, and the Divine Court's armed forces were specifically used to punish these fallen individuals. However, this town's prayer hall had no ability to resist such villains.

"Sorry, I seem to have lost my way and want to rest here for a while. Can you get me some food? I can pay."

Lin Mo found an excuse and didn't mention the Portlanders. He didn't want to cause unnecessary panic in this town, as a single Sword God could easily destroy it.

"Oh, no problem, sir. I can take you to get some food. If you wish, I can find you a place to rest."

The warm Light power and polite attitude of the other party won the little nun's favor to some extent. As her tension subsided, she nodded immediately.

As a prayer hall of the Divine Court, helping the poor and destitute was a common task. However, today a special knight had come, and her impartial attitude made her treat him as usual without any suspicion.

Seeing the little nun's simple and innocent nature, Lin Mo couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm really troubling you. May I ask, what is your name?"

"My name is Melidor, sir."

The little nun was still a bit shy in front of a stranger and quickly bowed.

"You can call me Morin, of the Royal Dragon Cavalry!"

Lin Mo pounded his chest hard, making a military salute, showing no disrespect to the little nun.

"Please follow me!"

The little nun Melidor nodded and led Lin Mo to the back of the prayer hall.

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"Ah!~"

A sudden intense pain hit his face, followed by a terrifying dizziness, and his whole body felt as if it was about to fall apart.

Opening his eyes, Lei discovered he had mysteriously rolled off the bed onto the floor. He saw several uninvited guests in the bedroom, shuddered, and stammered, "W-Who are you?"

"Shut up, pig, are you the mayor here?"

The leader, holding a sheathed giant sword, seemed to have no good intentions.

"Dear, where are you?"

A woman's lazy voice came from the bed, still half-asleep, but reflexively reaching out and finding nothing.

The swordsman with the giant sword just glanced at the bed and casually waved his hand.

A muffled thud echoed in the air!

The woman on the bed was no longer moving.

"No! Elisa!"

Lei let out a heart-wrenching scream and tried to crawl to the bed.

A huge force hit him, slamming him from the bed to the window.

The other swordsmen, holding long swords, watched Lei with expressionless faces, equally inscrutable.

The swordsman with the giant sword, Sword God Glen, said coldly, "Shut up, she's not dead. If you don't cooperate, she will be. So you'd better behave, or..."

It was just a slight burst of battle aura that knocked the woman unconscious.

Lei, however, seemed not to hear, jumping up with a speed and agility that belied his fat body, rushing to the bed. He saw his beloved wife with her head tilted, breathing steadily, seemingly just unconscious.

He looked up at the intruders, trembling, and said, "I am Mayor Lei of Dan Yan Town. Who are you, and what do you want here?" He could tell from their accents that they weren't from around here, and he had never heard of such terrifying villains in the area.

They must be roaming bandits! These days, bandits are crazy, daring to raid an imperial town and kidnap the mayor.

Damn it, the imperial army will completely wipe them out.

However, the fat Mayor Lei didn't realize that these "bandits" were far more dangerous than he could imagine.

"Very well, Lei, I remember your name. But if you continue to cooperate, I guarantee you can live, yes, with your wife."

Sword God Glen's seemingly gentle tone carried a hint of bloodlust. He continued, "As for who we are, that's not something a small person like you should care about. I just need you to listen and obey."

Swoosh!~

A dazzling cold light flashed before Lei's eyes. The swordsman seemed not to have moved, but Lei heard a strange sound behind him, as if something had fallen.

He turned his head, his body stiff like he was under a spell.

A deep gash appeared on the wall behind him, revealing the light outside, as if cut by something sharp.

"Y-Yes, sir!"

Trembling even more, Lei suppressed his fear and obediently bowed his head.

"Very good!" Sword God Glen snapped his fingers and said, "Now gather all the guards in the town! Immediately!"

This town seemed to have no noble residents, operating in a self-governing state. The highest authority and status in the town belonged to the mayor alone. The Portlanders, after casually questioning a few innocent townspeople, naturally found Lei.

"Avi! Immediately call Elle to gather everyone. I need to see them in fifteen minutes, or I'll hang your whole family on the city wall! Damn it, hurry!"

Mayor Lei's frantic roar suddenly echoed from the house.

"Yes, Sir Lei!"

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"Sir! Sir! Help, please!"

A group of blood-soaked men burst into the prayer hall of Dan Yan Town, shouting desperately, clearly having encountered something terrifying.

"Ah!~ You, you are?"

The little nun Melidor, dressed in a white robe, was frightened by the group of blood-covered men.

"Sir, please save Barnett. He's dying, he can't die!"

"Please have mercy, save him!"

The men placed the door panel in front of the little nun. Melidor finally saw that there was a person lying on it.

It was hard to describe the state of the injured person. He looked like a rag doll, with three huge wounds almost tearing his body apart. Blood soaked his clothes and leather armor. Although the three major wounds and other injuries had been temporarily treated with medicine, they couldn't stop the bleeding.

"Melidor, quickly call Sir Cyril. This person is almost dead. It was a Golden Dragon. Thank goodness he managed to escape alive, but his injuries are too severe. I'm completely helpless. Only holy magic can save him."

A middle-aged man with a faint herbal scent approached, as urgent as the others.

"Sir Liang, but Sir Cyril went to the countryside to perform a ceremony for the Elton family two days ago and won't be back until tomorrow."

The little nun Melidor was flustered. The prayer hall had only her and a few servants, with no other responsible people.

"What? Sir Cyril is out? What do we do, Melidor? Think of something."

The town's only herbalist's voice carried a hint of despair.

"Barnett, Barnett, you can't die, my brother! You have to live!"

"It will be okay, Barnett. You'll be fine. The Divine Court will heal you. We'll go and kill that damn Golden Dragon, get a lot of money, buy a big estate, and live a good life, never worrying about food or clothes, never having to risk our lives. Don't close your eyes."

The thick, bloody smell seemed to fill the entire prayer hall. The people around the door panel wailed.

"I, I'll think of something."

The little nun paced anxiously, suddenly remembering something, and tried to calm herself, awkwardly chanting a hymn. A faint light began to glow from her white nun's robe.

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