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Chapter 257 Paladin 21

Infiltrate Dragon Island, capture the Dragon King alive, and tear the dragon flesh apart!

Seeing this in Sereos's eyes, Ling Yi couldn't help but feel a dark line flash across her face: "No way!"

Putting aside the fact that the dragons on Dragon Island are neither under her rule nor have they provoked her, the project she is about to develop is also inextricably linked to Dragon Island.

Who knows, we might become business partners someday. How can you lie on a dragon and say you smell good?

"Okay then." Sereos immediately calmed down and pitifully agreed to Ling Yi's request.

Ling Yi sighed, cut off a piece of roasted meat, and stuffed it into Sereos's mouth: "Bear with it, we'll be out soon."

A day later, her black hair had started to turn white from the roots, and the white was slowly engulfing the black, creating a beautiful scene of a centenarian's hair growing normally after dyeing it.

Seeing her tugging at her hair in frustration, a faint smile flashed across Sereos's eyes, but Ling Yi noticed it keenly and stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth to shut him up.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Ling Yi's black hair finally returned to its snow-white color.

She captured a fast-moving magical beast from the mountains and carried the two of them towards the direction of the Holy See.

She sat behind the monster, looking dashing in her plate armor. In front of her was a man a head taller than her, but who leaned weakly against her, with light purple eyes and hair.

He no longer had the succubus's signature tail, nor did he possess the powerful aura of a demon king. He simply leaned pitifully against Ling Yi's chest and softly asked, "Holy Knight, if you take me back, will the Pope be angry?"

“That old geezer doesn’t care about people at all; he just makes you keep working. Unlike me, I only care about adults.”

Ling Yi's forehead was covered in black lines: "I guarantee that if you say that in the Holy See, you'll be locked up by the Inquisition and it will remind you of your ancestors for eighteen generations."

The Tribunal's Great Memory Restoration Technique is no joke. Ling Yi hoped those people wouldn't use it on Sereos, otherwise she would have to collect their corpses.

Sereos shrank back into Lingyi's arms in fear, murmuring, "My lady, you will protect me, won't you?"

"Yes, but if you speak again, that might not be the case."

"Okay, I'll shut up then." Sereos obediently shut up and even kissed Ling Yi's chin with his beautiful lips.

Ling Yi, her cloak dripping with dew, finally ran the monster to death three days later and appeared at the gates of the Holy City in the early morning.

"I want to see Your Majesty!" Her hair and plate armor were covered in dust, and her voice was extremely hoarse. Of course, there was no delicate succubus in front of her.

As early as yesterday, she secretly entered the city and kept the succubus as a mistress.

Some roles are better suited for her to play alone.

The knights guarding the city not only recognized the youngest Holy Knight of Light, but also her high-grade plate armor. They hurriedly opened the tightly closed city gates and let Ling Yi into the city.

Ling Yi gripped her greatsword, her boots leaving deep marks on the bluestone pavement as she ran swiftly toward the direction of the Holy See.

Long after she left, the knights could even hear faint sonic booms.

"This lord seems to have become even more powerful." They whispered among themselves.

Within the Vatican...

The Pope, who hadn't slept all night, appeared before Ling Yi. Looking at the knight who had rushed back, he merely gave him a hand-to-chest salute before eagerly saying, "Your Majesty, something has happened in the Demon Realm. The Demon King seems to be..."

"Okay, I know about this."

The Pope interrupted Ling Yi, looking at her intently: "Why did it take you so long to come back?"

So Lingyi told him everything that had happened in the past, how she discovered Lucius had gone to the royal city, how she disguised herself and followed him, only to find that the Demon King had gone mad and banished everyone in the royal city.

She said everything that should be said and nothing that shouldn't have been said, clearly explaining the selective truth. After she finished speaking, Ling Yi even felt that she was talented enough to be a journalist.

As the Pope listened to her words, his expression gradually became serious, especially as he was drawn to the enormous eyes that Ling Yi had described.

In his youth, he had followed the previous pope in repelling an invasion by a demon king, and he could guarantee with absolute certainty that the previous demon king did not possess such awe-inspiring power.

Therefore, when the giant eye appeared in the sky earlier, he did not pay attention to it, thinking it was just another manifestation of strange phenomena in the world.

After all, at that time, those eyes didn't unleash any power at all.

But now, after hearing what Ling Yi said, he felt that it might not be that the eyes didn't unleash their power, but rather that they unleashed it without them noticing.

This new demon king may have already planted his hidden hand without anyone noticing.

This ability to weaken the enemy's morale will have an unpredictable and powerful effect in team battles. If it weren't for Ling Yi's urgent report today, they would have suffered a great loss in future large-scale battles.

The Pope also knew that Ling Yi had run a magical beast to its death in front of the Holy City, and his gaze softened as he looked at her: "Elsop, your news is very important, and the Lord will see your loyalty."

Ling Yi skillfully closed her eyes and performed a small ritual, murmuring, "May God bless me."

Having said that, he took out the image crystal from his pocket and handed it to the Pope.

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty,” she said guiltily. “The Lava Lord is too powerful. I was unable to forcibly take Lucius away under her protection. I could only bring this back.”

The Pope channeled his magic into the recording stone, silently watching the conversation between the two people on it. After a long while, he nodded: "You have done very well."

Unfortunately, Lucius, that traitor, did not die, which damaged the prestige of the Papacy.

But this was beyond the control of the authorities, and the Pope did not want to punish the paladin for her poor performance at such a serious time; her combat skills had other uses.

"Alright, Elshorp." He held the recording crystal in his palm and placed his delicate, pale hand on Ling Yi's forehead: "Go and rest. May the Lord bless you."

"May the Lord bless Your Majesty," Ling Yi replied, and quietly withdrew.

The Pope stood in the empty sanctuary, the glowing holy crystal in mid-air making his face appear even more gentle and benevolent, yet also majestic and unfathomable.

After a long silence, he slowly asked, "Does she still have any loyalty to the Holy See?"

"Dulles Cayce!" The sacred crystal above his head suddenly rippled violently, its gentle white light gradually turning into an ominous gray: "My dear disciple, as Pope, do you not even have the ability to discern the loyalty of your subordinates?"