Chapter 300: The Coming Visitor

But the youth in plain clothes remained deaf to everything, clearly collapsing on the ground in disarray, yet the gray, formless power transformed into a storm of void that soared into the sky, a sorrowful and deathly aura that even the immature divine realm found hard to resist.

“Void Essence…”

“That’s enough! How much longer do you intend to be self-willed!?”

The person who uttered these words was not the priestess, who had also silently raised her right hand, where countless points of light radiated; it was another individual, a third party who had somehow barged into this world.

It was a girl.

She had dazzling and translucent golden hair that shone like light, eyes that sparkled like stars, clear and bright yet seemingly holding the burdens and sediment of time. She wore a short blue dress and had a sword hanging from her waist, and her appearance…

“Edwina?”

No, that wasn’t right.

Vilyric immediately realized.

Edwina could not possibly appear here, and the girl’s appearance was actually somewhat different from that of the Holy Knight. If anything, it resembled the feeling between Edith Meikailande and Liliya Meikailande.

Thus, the identity of this “girl” who was now present, clearly recognized Min Chen, and looked so much like Edwina immediately became apparent.

Before the priestess could say anything more, this girl, who had seemingly jumped out from nowhere and seemed to have considerable authority in this place, rushed to Min Chen’s side, quite boldly grabbing him by the collar with one hand, interrupting his skills while delivering a sharp smack across the face!

“Slap!”

The crisp sound made even Vilyric, merely an onlooker, raise an eyebrow and silently think, “Ouch, that’s probably gonna hurt.”

“When will you ever learn some responsibility and consider others!? Fighting alongside your dear friend until the last moment, throwing your life away to clash against strong foes—so cool, so showy, huh!?”

“Slap! Slap! Slap!”

Three huge slaps back and forth left the quiet youth dazed.

“Min Nissa…”

“Min my foot, I’ve been over three hundred years old already! You may be handsome, strikingly so, but have you even thought about me, thought about Alwen!? She has grown up isolated in the Holy Capital for over three hundred years as your and Yu’s daughter, and after finally waiting for you to find her, how long will it be until you’re ready to abandon her again!?”

Upon hearing this name, Min Chen, whose lips had already started bleeding from those unmerciful slaps, couldn’t help but lower his head guiltily.

“I’m sorry… I owe you all too much, but Hao Miao and Mofuman, they’re just as important to me as my closest friends. I just wanted to help them in the end…”

The black-haired girl’s calm voice continued from the side.

“It’s just self-deception, self-comforting, Min Chen. I’ll say it again: how do you know the outcome is only your unrequited wish if you don’t at least try?”

“The existence of Hao Miao Yi Meng has already been erased as the price for rewriting something. I don’t know about the situation with Mofuman, but you thinking you can revive her with [Blood of the Cross] is utterly impossible.”

“This magic is merely a medium created by the ‘God of Overturning and Reverse Principles’ to collect faith and become stronger. Once fully matured, it will turn into a special Divine Spark that is akin to a consumable, but it can never truly become a god.”

“Even if we take a thousand steps back, even if the modified [Blood of the Cross] successfully creates a new god, the Spirit of Light, as a concept without consciousness or existence, will transform into a completely new Light Goddess, with new awareness that has absolutely no relation to Mofuman.”

“After just going through that summoning, you should already be very clear on this point; otherwise, the one who should’ve been talking to me just now would have been Mofuman’s consciousness.”

“I…”

The priestess pursed her lips.

“Or are you saying that even so, you still want to stubbornly fight to the bitter end over that meaningless persistence?”

Min Chen fell silent.

Though he didn’t give a definitive answer, at the very least, he no longer attempted to use that power, which even Vilyric felt was dangerous and required equal countermeasures to confront.

And that assassin’s blow, which shouldn’t belong to Min Chen’s proper level, undoubtedly came at a heavy cost to unleash.

“Exactly.”

Letting go of the seemingly dispirited youth, allowing him to stagger and slump down to the ground, the girl who had appeared at the crucial moment to stop Min Chen’s reckless behavior finally turned around and treated the priestess with a completely different respectful attitude, offering some form of solemn special courtesy.

“Praise be to the Original Light. Though I have longed for and feared your coming, I never expected the reality to exceed my expectations… should I call you Miss Vilyric or Miss Xī now?”

After sizing her up, the priestess waved her hand dismissively.

“Call me whatever you like; it really doesn’t matter. By the way, Losa, just as a side note, since you can change to this form, why do you still face the world in that old hag’s appearance?”

Compared to Vilyric’s casual gesture, the girl—Losa Cecelia—seemed particularly solemn and respectful as she bowed her head again.

“Well, Your Holiness, you may have heard from Fleidetrika, I suffered an unseen injury during the battle for the ‘Serpent’ relic among the mythological races. It wasn’t fatal, but it significantly reduced my lifespan, forcing me to step down from my position as Saint to avoid the conflicts and protect myself.”

As she spoke, she cast a somewhat resentful glance at Min Chen beside her.

“In order to live a little longer, waiting for this heartless jerk to return and also to shoulder my responsibilities, I had no choice but to allow my body to age naturally to prolong my life. Plus, that appearance can convey more authority in front of the younger generation; after all, you see me like this right now…”

Losa let out a couple of bitter laughs, her helpless feelings instantly spilling over.

Vilyric, who had been observing her, nodded slightly in agreement.

Indeed, although she had never seen Losa’s old lady form, if she walked out in her current shape, looking no more than twenty in her prime, paired with the Cecelia family’s typical silly… cough, naïve manner, it would be hard to make a strong first impression anywhere.

But Losa was the oldest member of the family and, aside from Edwina, the only real Transcendent Level Expert. Even within the three major divine bloodlines, it would be quite rare to find someone older than her.

She was certainly not like Edith, who shamelessly ran around with a face younger than her descendants. That would be rather inappropriate.

Well… it might be better not to meddle too much in women’s ages.

As if to change the topic, the priestess also shot a glance at the plain-clothed youth with her peripheral vision.

“So, did you specifically leave a message to call me here just so this guy could test my strength? What if I can’t beat him?”

Maintaining her respectful demeanor, but seemingly unconcerned that her words would anger the other party, Losa simply shook her head.

“I did not instruct Min Chen to oppose you; that was his initial decision of his own volition. However, whether it be Miss Xī or Miss Vilyric, if you are the true Saint, there is no way you could lose to an ordinary person.”

“If you lose, it would mean you are not the one the Sacred Kingdom is waiting for, and I will respond to the current situation in another way.”

“I understand this is highly disrespectful, just as stated in the letter. Once all is said and done, I am willing to accept any punishment against Losa. But for now, please allow me to provide my insignificant assistance in delivering a final verdict on everything.”

Hmm… why do I get the feeling of a dead pig not fearing boiling water…

But ultimately, whether Losa was guilty or not didn’t really matter to Vilyric; she didn’t take this level of test too seriously. Rather, she was more pleased to have the chance to thoroughly beat up this show-off Min Chen.

“How is Ella doing?”

Losa asked respectfully.

“Yes, she is well. Though she has been temporarily detained, we have not harmed or mistreated her, and the subsequent handling will be entirely according to Your Holiness’s wishes.”

“Forget the holiness stuff… let’s just take me to see what Hao Miao Yi Meng left behind first.”

“Understood~”

   

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