This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 132 - 124: Seeing You Again, I Miss You So Much

Chapter 132: Chapter 124: Seeing You Again, I Miss You So Much

The Pope stood before the Holy Altar, summoning the Holy Light Goddess Afra.

Lette sat by the bedside, staring at the wall that had been smashed open.

Lilith gently held his hand and comforted him softly, "It’s not your fault, this is a trap set by the Truth Remnants.

Given the severe lack of information, it’s impressive you’ve managed this far.

If it weren’t for you, the situation would be much worse now.

Moreover, you’ve cornered them. This is likely their last resort.

Besides, the Crystal Shoes are still with us, so we still have a chance to counterattack.

And Joanna is unharmed, right?

No Ascension, no Demon Ascension happened.

Your primary goal has been achieved."

Lette patted Lilith’s hand, "I know. I’m just thinking about how satisfying it will be to eradicate those troublemakers later.

Honestly, I’ve never been this eager before!"

Lilith embraced Lette’s head, gently stroking his hair.

"Look at you, your hair is standing on end... In the name of the Demon, there’s no limit this time."

"...Thank you."

"Lette, Lady Goddess has responded."

Lette stood up swiftly and walked to the Holy Altar. At this moment, the statue of Afra, formed by Holy Water, was floating above the altar, its size no different from that of an average person.

"Why is it so small? Last time, I remember it reached the ceiling."

The Pope cleared his throat, "This is a secret summoning. Today is already Holy Presence Day. If we make a big scene like last time, everyone will think Lady Goddess has descended early!

Don’t let it interrupt your chat; make do with it."

Afra folded her arms, giving Lette a sidelong glance, "What? Last time you hung up so quickly, and now you have something to ask me?

Humph! I’m telling you, unless you say nice things to me for twenty minutes, otherwise..."

"I will say nice things to you for two prayer times, and then write an eight hundred-word ode for you!"

"Really? Wow! You’ve... changed?"

"But I have a request."

Afra, in a good mood, said, "Speak! I’m listening!"

"Today, don’t descend. Delay it for two days. Now there’s a situation here in the Holy City, and I need time to clear it up."

"No way!"

"Why not? You can just delay it by a day or two!"

"No way! We agreed on today, so it must be today, no changes!"

Lette frowned deeply, "If you descend to the Lower Realm now, there’s danger! You understand the risk of falling, right?

I’m not joking; those crazies from the Tower of Truth could do anything.

Give me two days, even one, to handle the danger all here.

Then you come down, and we’ll all celebrate, wouldn’t that be great?"

Afra remained silent for a long time, finally shaking her head.

"Why are you so... stubborn?"

Afra took a deep breath, "Lette, I know you look down on me, thinking I’m not doing a good job as a God.

But I am a God, I have an obligation to bring hope and glory to my believers.

Holy Presence Day is not just for me to visit the Lower Realm; it must happen on the day it’s promised.

It’s an appointment! It’s a promise given by me, as a God, to the believers.

And since it’s a promise, not even a second can be altered!

I am the God, the Light for believers, the pillar of their faith!

A God has the duty and responsibility to meet the expectations of believers!

So, in any case, I must keep the appointment, even at the risk of falling!"

Lette took a deep breath, "First of all, I’ve never looked down on you. The conflict between us is purely because of our personalities.

Besides, your rousing speech would be cooler if there wasn’t a tremble in your voice and tears weren’t welling up in your eyes."

Afra pursed her lips, tears suddenly bursting forth, "Boo... I’m scared! Will I really fall?"

"No, you won’t."

Lette took a deep breath, "I remember the Holy Presence Day is at noon, right?"

"Yes!"

"It’s just past midnight now, so I’ll solve the problem by noon today.

Lette pointed at Afra, "But before that, you must hide well, protect yourself, and try not to show up.

Understood?"

Afra instantly regained her spirit, "Really? You just said you’d need a whole day!"

"...You’ve never been a client, right? As a contractor, you always ask for the sky, the longer the better."

"Client... Contractor?"

"Alright, just wait for my news..."

"Wait!"

Afra suddenly called out to Lette, "I have important information for you!"

"What?"

"That is..."

Afra’s expression turned serious but then showed a mischievous grin, "Hehe!"

Whoosh~!

The statue suddenly disappeared, and the Holy Water all returned to the altar, splashing water all over Lette’s face.

Lette looked at the empty altar and reached to unbutton his shirt.

The Pope was startled, "Lette, what are you doing?"

"I’m going to break the Holy Shackles! I want to curse out that dumb Goddess with my own mouth!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

The Pope exerted great effort to hold Lette back.

Back at Joanna’s bedside, Lette took a deep breath and reached for Lilith.

"Shoe."

"Which one?"

"Right foot."

"Why?"

"Custom from home, male left, female right, for good luck."

Lilith shrugged and handed over the Crystal Shoe from her right foot.

Lette immediately summoned the Holy Light Magic Ring and then the Blood Magic Ring. After overlapping them, he began to inscribe runes onto the Crystal Shoe.

"What are you doing?"

"The Blood Witch can devour all other witches, not boasting. Moreover, only she can do it."

Emily leaned in, curious, "Why, does she have seven dwarfs?"

Lette looked at her in shock, "Of course not! It’s because the Blood Element can freely switch between material and elemental life forms!

This is a carrier power! A power of editing and reorganization!

Remember when you consumed her soul crystal core?

It wasn’t because you’re special, but because Scarlett is special.

Right now, I’m mimicking her ability to mark the final Witch Power!"

Emily clapped her hands, "Although I don’t get it, it sounds impressive!"

Lilith, looking helpless, pulled Emily aside.

Finally, Lette completed the array with Blood Magic and then lifted Joanna’s right foot, gently fitting the Crystal Shoe onto it.

Emily whispered into Lilith’s ear, "I wanted to say earlier, in the original story, Cinderella’s two stepsisters cut off their toes and heels to fit into the Crystal Shoes.

So when Cinderella wore them, the Crystal Shoes were already stained with blood.

Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Lilith, expressionless, said, "Whether it’s a coincidence or not isn’t important. What’s important is that the fairy tale is over, and she should wake up."

At the moment the Crystal Shoe was put on, the residual Destruction Power in Joanna’s body was instantly purged.

But this time, the net formed of blood-colored threads successfully entrapped it.

Though the Destruction Power flew out through the breached wall, the threads of blood remained firmly in Lette’s grasp.

"Ugh..."

Just as Lette was about to chase after it, a small groan came from the bedside.

After nearly two months of slumber, Joanna slowly opened her eyes. Wrapped in Holy Light, her consciousness quickly returned.

Upon seeing that familiar back, Joanna’s eyes widened, and tears instantly welled up.

"Lette?"

Lette returned to her side, reaching out gently to wipe the sparkling tears from her face.

"Why are you crying?"

Joanna looked at him with tearful eyes, and perhaps because she had slept for too long, her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Lette!"

"Yes."

"Lette."

"I’m here."

"Lette..."

"Yes, I’m here."

"Lette, I missed you so much..."

Lette opened his mouth, unsure of what to say, and finally lowered his head to kiss Joanna on the lips.

"I’m back."

Joanna stretched out her arms around Lette’s neck, resting her head against his chest.

Lette gently stroked her silver-white hair, "Did it hurt, back then? When you were attacked."

"Mm! It hurt... I thought I’d never see you again."

Lette remained still, but the marble beneath his feet instantly turned to powder.

He forced a smile, "I have to go take care of some things, you stay here, and don’t go anywhere.

Look, everyone is here."

Joanna obediently nodded and raised her head to kiss Lette’s lips, watching him with reluctance.

"Then... be safe."

Lette turned and headed to the breached wall, and Lilith hurried over. She took off one of her earrings and tossed it to Lette.

"Wear it, and contact me anytime with any news."

Lette caught it in his hand, immediately infused it with Holy Light, turning it into a necklace hung around his neck.

"Teacher! Let all Divine Officers in the Holy City enter first-level alert! I’m going to resolve the source of our troubles."

Saying that, Lette soared into the sky, racing in the direction the blood threads indicated.

Watching his departing figure, everyone’s hearts were mixed with emotions, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Alright, gentlemen, please step out for a moment."

Lilith tore open the space with her hand and brought out Joanna’s clothes, "Emily, and Flander, help Joanna change out of her pajamas."

Joanna reached for the clothes and smiled at Lilith.

"Long time no see, Lilith. How’s life been these past three years?"

"Interesting! How about you?"

"Very fulfilling. Thank you for your efforts to save me, right?"

"Indeed, but not just for you."

Lilith tossed the clothes to Emily, "You two change her."

Watching Joanna change into her casual wear with the help of the two, Lilith couldn’t help but glance at her petite figure, mumbling to herself.

"After this is all over, I need Lette to help me unlock more of my body in the Abyss of Nightmare."

"Alright, I promise you!"

Suddenly, Lette’s voice appeared in her ear, startling Lilith.

"Gosh! Damn, I forgot to turn off the Magic Array."

"Just leave it open! I want to keep track of your situation."

"Hmph! You just want to keep an eye on your old flame!"

Lette chuckled awkwardly, "Haha, you’re a bit grumpy today."

"Have you found the enemy?"

"Found them, it’s over by that big lake from last time. It seems... they’re waiting for me."

Lette had already left the Holy City, following the Moat upstream, once again reaching the familiar lake.

In just a few days, the lake had refilled with water. Apart from the lake being slightly larger because of the last battle, no traces remained.

In the center of the lake, an old man in a black-gray Magic Robe stood quietly, holding a Magic Wand.

The blood-colored threads were wrapped around him.

Lette saw this and landed on the lake’s surface not far from him.

As he approached, ripples formed under the elder’s feet, but the water beneath Lette’s feet remained undisturbed.

"It’s embarrassing that after honing my temperament to this day, I’m still not as steady as a teenager like you."

"That’s polite. My desire to kill you is far beyond what mere water can hold."

Lette narrowed his eyes, "A black-gray Magic Robe with so many celestial patterns. This is the ’Star Cluster Reflection’ worn only by the three Great Sages of the Tower of Truth.

I wonder, who might you be..."

The elder lifted his hood, revealing a decayed half-skull.

"I am the Wisdom of Reason, Stuart."