This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 116 - 108: The Witch’s Secret

Chapter 116: Chapter 108: The Witch’s Secret

The Blood Witch finally understood how arrogant she had been.

In terms of understanding the Law, she was a realm apart from the man before her.

Yet, for some reason, a hint of joy welled up in her heart.

Ha! The bastards from the Tower of Truth would have to face such a man.

An excellent, handsome man who was easy on the eyes and seemed to even smell a bit fragrant...

Wait!

Why am I having such strange thoughts!

Scarlett looked at Lette, who was right in front of her, and couldn’t help but let her mind wander.

Soon, she realized.

Saint Wright, the man’s soul was extremely strong! And of very high purity!

To a witch, it was a deadly alluring poison!

"Please! Please... step back a distance, will you?"

"Huh?"

Lette looked puzzled: "Why? You’re about to give information, wouldn’t it be clearer if I were closer?"

"I’ll speak loudly! I’m begging you, step back!"

"...Isn’t the information supposed to be a secret? What do you mean by speaking loudly!"

"Just... just please..."

Lette looked at the battered and broken Scarlett, unable to understand why her avatars were on the verge of collapsing yet she had so much to say.

In desperation, he backed away...

"Don’t go!"

"Weren’t you the one who asked me to back up?"

Lette could hardly hold it together; he gathered Holy Light with a wave of his hand, which then transformed into Dark Power and poured into the dying Scarlett.

As the powerful and dense Dark Power surged into her body, Scarlett let out a light sound, and her body began to recover rapidly, her condition improving significantly.

"I’m telling you, don’t play tricks, obediently reveal the three pieces of information!"

"Okay... alright."

Since Scarlett was already an awakened witch, unlike the unawakened witches who couldn’t control their desires, she forcibly calmed herself down and leapt from the pit.

With Blood Magic, she conjured an elegant red gown, tidied her hair, and even applied some lipstick.

"...I could tolerate women putting on makeup to go out. But putting on makeup to tell secrets!? Does beauty make secrets more dazzling?"

"Eh?! Do you like this kind of style?"

"Get to the point!!!"

Lette reached out, and the bothersome Sin Light swooped back into his hand, its fierce killing intent making Scarlett much calmer.

"Ahem, a bet is a bet...

The first crucial piece of information, Miss Saint Joanna is not Sleeping Beauty but Cinderella."

"What?"

Lette widened his eyes: "You witches really use fairy tales for numbering, don’t you?"

"I can explain this mystery for you, but it will count as one piece of information. Also, I wouldn’t recommend you ask this question."

Lette smacked his lips: "Fine, I’m not that curious anyway. Continue."

"Then the second piece of information..."

"Wait! Are we done with the first one?"

"That’s it."

"Aren’t you supposed to tell me the difference between the two and what Cinderella means?"

"Haven’t you read the ’Fairy Tale King’?"

"...I’ve read the ’Complete Fairy Tales’."

"Which version?"

"Is that the point?"

"No, I just wanted to chat a bit more with you."

Lette slammed the Sin Light in front of Scarlett: "Madam, would you like to test the sharpness of my sword?"

Scarlett took a deep breath: "Then, the second piece of information. Miss Joanna has already completed the banquet."

"This time you must clarify when she completed the banquet and the conditions for completing it.

Also, after completing the banquet, what exactly are her powers?"

Scarlett looked at the chilling Sin Light Greatsword and sighed helplessly: "Alright, the condition for Cinderella’s banquet is the simplest among all witches.

That is, to find her prince."

"Nonsense! All witches can use that as a banquet condition! Are you teasing me?"

"No! Cinderella is different!"

When it came to this issue, Scarlett suddenly got serious.

"Cinderella must find a man who loves her no matter what.

He must like her ordinary charm, her glamorous beauty, her strengths and weaknesses.

As long as Cinderella feels she can give her whole self to her beloved, that’s when she will awaken.

It seems simple but is actually very difficult!

Other witches awaken as long as the external conditions are met.

But only Cinderella must overcome her inner hurdle."

Lette thought for a long time and suddenly slapped his forehead: "It was that time! When she suddenly came to the prison to see me and said something about spending her life saving me!

No, if she had awakened then! Why didn’t I feel anything strange about her!

Why hasn’t she shown anything unusual for three whole years?"

"Because she is Cinderella, who after awakening can perfectly control both her glamorous and ordinary forms.

That is her advantage because the initial vision of the Tower of Truth was to infiltrate her into the Holy Light Church with a perfectly Holy Light potential.

After awakening, she continued to hide, revealing her power at the critical moment with a grand dance, annihilating all enemies."

Lette furrowed his brows and rubbed the Book of Evil in his hands.

"Since Joanna has awakened, the enemy’s behavior logic needs to be re-evaluated.

Who exactly arranged the blood clan attack on Joanna, and why did Joanna go into a death-like state voluntarily.

Why did the Tower of Truth cause so much trouble repeatedly?

How did it seem like fixing one mistake now reveals a series of errors?"

Seeing Lette so entangled, Scarlett reminded him.

"Because the witch plan was actually schemed by the Tower of Truth over a hundred years ago.

Back then, their thoughts must have been different from now.

Maybe that plan is something they don’t intend to carry out anymore."

Scarlett’s reminder enlightened Lette.

"So, they still plan to seize the divine power of the Holy Light Goddess.

If Joanna, who possesses the power to destroy Light, is on our side, they will face destruction even if they steal it.

Hence, the blood clan’s assassination attempt.

Since the Tower of Truth is the witches’ creator, they must have means to kill them.

But they did not anticipate that Joanna would escape, thanks to the Goddess’s blessing.

Joanna is not suppressing the Witch’s Power but trying to preserve it.

With this power, the enemy’s plan to steal divine power becomes useless.

As long as we withstand until Holy Presence Day passes, Joanna won’t need to maintain this power any longer.

By then, she... will naturally awaken?

Is that what you mean?"

Scarlett shook her head: "Whether she wakes up depends on whether you can make her aware that Holy Presence Day has passed."

Lette remained troubled: "But... without using Witch’s Power, then how do they hope to steal the Divine Power?

Do they have other methods? When the Tower of Truth was destroyed, their technology was wiped out clean.

Don’t these remnants have too many tricks up their sleeves?"

Scarlett sighed helplessly: "This time, the remnants of Truth gathered almost all their strength. But I don’t know what method they intend to use.

However, there is another piece of information; do you want to hear it?"

Lette withdrew the Sin Light Greatsword: "Go ahead."

"As you said, the Tower of Truth is indeed worried about witches going rogue and retaliating. So, besides methods to destroy witches, they also have methods to forcibly seize Witch Power.

That is the Witch’s Token."

"Token?"

"Cinderella’s token is the Crystal Shoes."

"...I’m not surprised at all."

Lette rubbed his head: "Alright, I have fully realized the Tower of Truth’s obsession with fairy tales.

So, can you tell me why?

How do these damn Crystal Shoes seize Witch Power?"

"I know you’ll be angry, but indeed, by wearing them."

"Principle?"

"I don’t know."

"...Tell me who the project manager for this witch project is. I swear I’ll finish them."

Lette looked at Scarlett: "So, your witch’s token isn’t the Poisoned Apple, is it?"

"As you think, yes."

"Is it any random apple, or does the Tower of Truth really have such an item?"

"They really have it."

"And they just need you to eat it, right?"

"One bite is enough."

"Do they just love the ’Complete Fairy Tales’ that much?"

At this point, Lette suddenly had an epiphany.

"Wait! I got it!"

Scarlett also paused, surprised: "What did you realize?"

"Haha! The truth is there’s only one! They’re using widely circulated fairy tales to gather Desire Power!

I was always curious! The strength of a witch’s soul can be accumulated through the soul sacrifices of generations.

But what about Desire Power?

Judging by Emily’s demeanor, she didn’t seem extremely hateful of something, nor overly concerned with some matter at all!

So, the Desire Power part isn’t accumulated by the witches!

It’s accumulated through the fairy tale they represent!

As long as the fairy tale continues circulating among the public, the witch with the corresponding codename can reap the matching Desire Power!

Similar to worshipping a God, but different, more concealed, harder to detect!

But the price is that the conditions for a witch’s banquet and their so-called tokens must resemble the story!

Calculating everyone into it!

The Tower of Truth, such a grand move!"

Scarlett widened her eyes in shock; over the years, she indeed felt an inexplicable source of Desire Power continuously flowing into her body.

After Lette’s analysis today, she finally understood the principle behind it.

"I never expected you would unlock the secret of the witch plan."

"Heh, I’ve always said. If they can scheme the witch plan, I can crack it. We’re all human; there’s no reason they can do it and I can’t!

Am I shorter than them?!"

Lette rubbed his hands: "Alright! Great! In that case, I’ll just make a pair of Crystal Shoes!"