The Hypocritical Holy Knight 112 Part 2

"No, it's just a bit stuffy in the carriage. Please don't worry."

Then he saw Ambrose's eyes suddenly darken, as if he was very unhappy.

He Yan silently checked off his guess in his heart, then calmly closed the carriage window.

He didn't know if he was a bit perverse, but he felt that it was quite interesting to see the blood elf's face change like this.

The return trip was much more relaxed than the way there. In order to take care of the Holy Son's body, the team moved very slowly.

The geographical location of Ximi Town was very remote. They walked for nearly a day without encountering a city where they could stay. After the sky darkened, they could only choose to camp in the wild.

For most people, camping in the wild was often a last resort, because there were often demon beasts infected by magic energy in the wild at night, posing a great threat to travelers.

But for such a team with the Holy Son of Light, the leader of the Holy Knights, and extremely powerful armed forces, their aura alone could scare off some less intelligent low-level demon beasts, making them take a detour. There was no need to worry about that at all.

However, precautions still needed to be taken.

They chose an open flat area as the campsite for the night, and then the Holy Son and Cardinals set up a circle of defensive enchantments on the periphery. Mid-level and lower demon beasts could be directly killed by the light magic contained in the enchantment, and even if high-level demon beasts came, it could still cause them some damage.

The Holy Knights were also divided into groups of three to take turns keeping watch.

Tonight, as most people expected, was a peaceful night. A few demon beasts tentatively approached, but after sensing the powerful aura of light magic here, they quickly turned tail and ran away in fright.

However, although the enchantments and patrols could prevent external attackers, they were ineffective against those with malicious intent within the team.

On this heavily guarded night, the tent of the Holy Son of Light, who was protected by everyone in the innermost circle, was still silently attacked.

The blood elf pressed him to the ground with his body, easily restraining both of his wrists with one hand. A pair of blood-red eyes, as if soaked in blood, swept up and down his entire body, as if wanting to peel open his flesh and see how many people his heart could actually hold.

This damn little mouse, even though he was already disillusioned with "Ambrose" yesterday and turned to show goodwill to an attacker of unknown origin, today when "Ambrose" was just a little nicer to him, he eagerly showed that kind of seductive smile to him again. He really had no backbone!

Could it be that he wanted to - have both?

The blood elf was so angry that he almost laughed at his own realization.

He wanted to shackle this fickle Holy Son of Light with cold chains, and use the cruelest torture to force out his true intentions.

But he couldn't bear to do it.

The crazy flames of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart, eventually all transforming into another kind of scorching fire, urging him to bare his fangs and tear apart the person beneath him.

So he followed his inner desires, extending sharp claws to cut open his fair, delicate neck, using the tip of his tongue to lick and kiss it lingeringly, savoring the sweet fresh blood of his beloved.

Then he showed the Holy Son of Light a sinister smile, "My respected Holy Son, we are about to reach Syphir. Since you did not seek help from the Holy Knights, could it be that you are hoping the Pope can lend you a hand?"

He Yan's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, like a person whose loyalty was being questioned by a lover. He looked at him intently with slightly moist, jet-black eyes and shook his head in denial: "No, I will not reveal your existence..."

The blood elf chuckled in an ambiguous tone and began tonight's main event.

......

On the morning of the seventh day, the group finally returned to the Central See located in Syphir.

After returning to the theocracy, the Pope immediately summoned He Yan. After perfunctorily inquiring about the situation of this mission, he brought up He Yan's chance encounter with Ambrose.

Although the three cardinals had certainly reported this matter to him early on through other means, the Pope, that old fox, was obviously more vigilant than he had thought when it came to matters involving the Holy Knight Commander.

Under the gaze of those gray eyes filled with intangible pressure, He Yan maintained Cecil's usual cold expression and cautiously answered the Pope's interrogation.

Fortunately, Cecil was a person who was somewhat indifferent to external matters. As long as he imitated Cecil's usual style and briefly recounted what happened, that would suffice.

After all, the less said, the less likely to reveal any flaws.

After questioning him about these things, the Pope probably did not become suspicious of his answers. The seriousness in his eyes faded a little, and instead revealed a hint of benevolence as he brought up He Yan's upcoming 18th birthday coming-of-age ceremony: "My child, you have done very well on this mission. In the coming days, prepare well for your coming-of-age ceremony."

He continued, "I have already selected three Holy Knights for you. They are Lola, Magel, and Jane. They all have the intention to form a loyal contract with you. You can privately interact with them first and see which one is more to your liking."

The Pope was a person with an extremely strong desire for control. Not only did he control Cecil's every move with eyes and ears throughout the entire theocracy, but now even the candidates for Cecil's Holy Knights had to be personally designated by him.

However, He Yan did not raise any objections to this. Instead, just as the original Cecil would have done, he bowed to him obediently, "I will follow your teachings, Father."

From then on, He Yan returned to the monotonous life of praying to the statue of the Goddess of Light all day except for eating, sleeping and bathing.

That is, if you exclude the blood elf's occasional harassment.

After returning to the Holy See, the blood elf did not disappear, but was obviously more restrained. The frequency of his "night raids" was greatly reduced, often only appearing once every three or four days.

However, the direct consequence of the reduced frequency was that each time, the blood elf behaved extremely excitedly, as if he wanted to swallow He Yan whole, especially favoring those places that would not leave marks.

In fact, there were several times when He Yan felt that the blood elf could no longer restrain himself from completely devouring him, but for some reason, he stopped at the last moment each time.

Was it still because of that seed in his body?

But hadn't the blood elf already suppressed it with that bottle of suspected elf holy water before?

The feeling of being teased but not being able to be fully satisfied was really unbearable. He had hinted at it to the blood elf in a roundabout way, but the blood elf only ignored his hints in an extremely restrained manner, and comforted him in an ambiguous tone: "It's not time yet."

This made him suspect that the blood elf was secretly doing something big behind his back.

Sure enough, before his coming-of-age ceremony arrived, an event that shocked the entire Delan continent occurred in Syphir without warning.

When the Pope was blessing a month-old little prince in the palace, he showed signs of being tainted by demonic energy!

As soon as this matter got out, it quickly caused a sensation throughout the entire Delan continent.

Not only humans, but almost every race on the Delan continent hated and feared the demonic energy that polluted demon beasts and turned them into brutal monsters. The Holy See had always been regarded as the nemesis of demonic energy, but now there was news that the Pope himself was suspected of being tainted by it, which completely overturned everyone's perception!

The Holy See and the Delan royal family had been secretly fighting for a long time. Regardless of the truth of the matter, the Delan royal family obviously could not miss this almost heaven-sent opportunity.

So on the second day after the incident, the King of Delan quickly placed the Pope under house arrest in the name of investigating the truth of the matter.

The Pope being placed under house arrest was tantamount to a signal. For a time, the situation of the Holy Light Sees located in various parts of the Delan continent became somewhat delicate, especially the Central See established in Syphir. Because the clergy inside interacted with the Pope day and night, they faced the greatest skepticism.

The people strongly demanded that the Delan royal family immediately conduct demonic energy inspections on the other bishops in the Central See.

This was just the external pressure. From an internal perspective, the Central See was also under no small pressure.

The drawbacks of the Pope's excessive power were now fully exposed. Without the Pope, the entire operation of the Central See was almost paralyzed. In just a few short days, matters had piled up like a mountain, nearly collapsing. Even though He Yan was pushed to take over and worked overtime to deal with these things, he was unable to turn the situation around much.

And for some unknown reason, the Holy Knight Order and the Delan royal family reached some kind of deal. In the end, the Holy Knight Order actually bypassed the Delan royal family and temporarily took over the management of the Central See.

The cardinals of the Central See had also collectively raised objections to this, but under the double pressure of the Delan royal family and the Holy Knight Order, they could only helplessly accept this fait accompli in the end.

Not long after, the King of Delan and the Commander of the Holy Knights issued a joint statement, emphasizing that traces of demonic energy were only found on the Pope. After investigation, the rest of the clergy in the Central See were confirmed to have no connection with demonic energy. Local Sees were also undergoing inspections, and they would definitely give the people a full accounting.

Only then did the Church of Light barely stabilize.

However, the seeds of doubt had already been planted in the hearts of the people. Even with such a statement, the reputation of the Church of Light on the Delan Continent still quickly dropped to its lowest point in nearly three hundred years.

Afterwards, amidst this shaky atmosphere, the coming-of-age ceremony for the Holy Son of Light arrived.

Author's Note:

Actually, the attacker does not have a split personality. He is probably just... being overly dramatic _(:з」∠)_