This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 216 - 206: The Insect Cocoon in the Thick Fog (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 216: Chapter 206: The Insect Cocoon in the Thick Fog (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Lette thought it over and still felt that just after sending Gretel back, asking the Sea Clan for her would be too much.

Even bearing the title of a Holy Sin, he still felt a bit too shameless to do such a thing.

So after a minute of deep contemplation, he decided to ask for her back first thing tomorrow morning.

As evening approached, the people of Harbor City had already packed up early to go home.

Although the mist incident had ended, the fear of the night still lingered among everyone.

This emotion was like a scar on the soul, probably needing a long time to heal.

Lette didn’t interfere much in this situation.

Letting things take their natural course and allowing time to smooth everything over seemed like a good choice.

After taking care of some necessary matters related to the Flesh Cult, he also decided to return to his grocery store.

The Little Mermaid had already left, and a large iron plate had been placed over the pool in the warehouse.

The items in the warehouse were spread out again, returning it to its workshop appearance.

However, the owner had changed from Lette to Unica.

She had obtained quite a few alchemy books and proper alchemy tools from the former city lord’s alchemy workshop.

Plus, with the strange things Lette originally used, the warehouse of the reliable grocery store had become the best and only alchemy workshop in the entire Harbor City.

Lette was pleased with this; after all, his purpose in learning forging and alchemy was to strengthen his Holy Shield·Embrace of the Goddess.

Before finding the right materials, that place was where he would channel his excess energy and imagination.

Now that Unica had shown her alchemy talent and solved the inventory problem of the reliable grocery store, why not enjoy it?

Lette lay happily on his bed; it had been a long time since he’d been this relaxed.

He also decided not to go to the Dream Realm, planning to wait for the looting storm to pass before gloating in the Gap of Dreams.

As night fell, Lette slipped into a much-missed sleep, allowing his constantly active brain to rest for a moment.

However, just as he was deep asleep, the Blue Gemstone he always kept close suddenly emitted thick mist, enveloping him completely.

Bam!

Lilith kicked open Lette’s door once more, and upon seeing the thick mist engulfing him, her face changed drastically.

Disregarding the fact that the concept hadn’t fully integrated, she summoned the Power of Desecration and Strong Desire, crashing into the mist.

Yet these two conceptual-level impacts disappeared silently, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Soon after, Emily arrived with Unica and Alice.

Seeing the dense mist also left them speechless.

"How... how can this be!"

"Lilith, what’s wrong with Lette?"

"Brother! Brother, are you there?"

The Demon of Strong Desire and Desecration, Lilith, frowned deeply. "I don’t know either. Just now, I suddenly felt Lette’s aura vanish into thin air.

I hurried over to check, and at that time, I could still see Lette’s figure.

But now, you see, it’s completely obscured by the mist."

Emily anxiously asked, "Is it like last time, when someone attacked him from the Dream Realm?"

"Impossible. An attack from the Dream Realm would only harm the consciousness, at most affecting the soul, never the body.

Let alone using such a sinister method against the target.

Alice!"

Alice widened her eyes, "Sister Lilith, I’m here."

"Go to the Gap of Dreams and get The Liar Demon! This mist must be related to that small fishing village!"

"Yes, I’m on it!"

Alice turned and ran back to her room, laying on her bed to enter the dream.

Before long, she returned to Lette’s room with the wooden puppet Pinocchio.

By this time, the mist had stopped increasing, but there was no sign of it dissipating.

The Liar Demon, upon seeing the mist, had its wooden jaw literally drop to the floor with a thud.

Alice, being the considerate one, helped put it back.

"Asmod! You better confess honestly what conspiracy you’ve used! Let Lette out for me immediately!

Or else!"

Lilith’s eyes turned an unusual shade of blood red, her bat wings flaring menacingly as if ready to devour.

"Don’t blame me for being rude!"

"You think I did this? You’re overestimating me!"

Pinocchio showed no signs of fear: "Even if my true form were here, I couldn’t achieve this.

Lilith, you’re getting confused because you’re concerned.

Take a good look at this mist, what does it resemble?"

Lilith turned back to look at the fog hovering over the bed, and finally, with complex emotions, she murmured.

"It resembles... an insect cocoon? Impossible, Lette can’t suddenly advance to the Indescribable Level!"

Lilith, also a conceptual-level powerhouse, had an ancient nature similar to The Liar Demon.

She was very familiar with the theory that the Indescribable was a cocoon state.

"That indeed is unlikely. But this situation is something even I’ve never seen before."

The group noticed Pinocchio’s nose hadn’t grown longer, affirming he wasn’t lying.

"Did he show any unusual behavior today?"

The ladies looked at each other with helpless shrugs.

The Liar Demon stood helplessly before the bed, suddenly shivering.

A phantom emerged, resembling his original form but purely a form of energy.

"I can’t see through this fog."

The power of lies suddenly expanded but shattered, directly damaging The Liar Demon’s spiritual form’s shoulder and arm, even injuring his side face severely.

Pinocchio whined as his spiritual form returned to the wooden body.

Bang, snap, crack!

The puppet’s arm blew to bits, and a dramatic crack appeared on its side face.

"No way, with my current fragmentary state, I can’t see through it. But even freed, I can’t see through it.

This fog’s origin must be at least Indescribable Level."

Emily was also very anxious: "But didn’t you often use mist in the fishing village?

Why can’t you handle it now?"

"I indeed used the mist’s power, but always borrowing force, never controlling it.

The mist is the camouflage set by the sea to imprison sinners."

Lilith forcibly channeled the concept of desecration to corrupt the mist before her, but The Liar Demon stopped her.

"You better not act rashly; Lette is still within the fog. If you provoke this mist, maybe you won’t be harmed, but Lette’s not so sure."

Lilith gritted her teeth, finally retracting her arm.

The Liar Demon clapped his hands: "Contact the Holy Light Goddess, see if she can spot anything from a true god’s perspective."

Lilith, seeing The Liar Demon both taking risks and coming up with ideas, felt a bit unaccustomed.

"Did you have a change of heart? Don’t tell me you’re trying to be a good employee now, hoping he’ll give you a year-end bonus and then a raise or promotion?"

The Liar Demon looked helplessly at Lilith: "Lilith, you’ve been around this man too long.

The words and terms you use, I don’t understand at all.

But one thing I know, I’m currently weak, and my true form is sealed.

If this world were destroyed by the Final Dragon, even if I’m not annihilated, I would have to sleep an endless era to replenish energy.

So, as the only hope, Lette mustn’t have anything happen to him!

I haven’t prepared to accompany this world to its grave!"

Lilith took a deep breath, stabilizing her emotions.

"Everyone, keep calm. Lette is strong; any change won’t defeat him.

Emily, use a light attribute divine curse to contact Joanna, have her check."

Emily hurried to the side, immediately entering an overclocked state, her body suffused with the Light Element.

In this state, she used a prayer directly.

Although Emily wasn’t a formal part of the clergy, she was a believer in the Holy Light.

Moreover, she was familiar with the two above.

Soon, Emily contacted Joanna in the Divine Realm.

"Sister Joanna, something terrible has happened."

Emily quickly explained the situation, and the next second, a pillar of light descended, landing in the courtyard of the grocery store.

The divinely descended Joanna and Lilith hurried into the room, hovering in front of Lette’s bed.

She looked at the layers of fog, momentarily not knowing what to do.

"Joanna, any clues?"

"Some, but not much."

Joanna looked at Lilith: "Afra and I, using our identities as World Occupiers, investigated but found only one word."

"What?"

"[Unknown]."

Emily was stunned: "Sister Joanna, did you investigate or not?"

Lilith waved her hand: "Yes, the concept named [Unknown], right?"

Joanna nodded, then shook her head: "It’s unknown, but whether it’s conceptual-level, I can’t confirm.

Lilith, has he shown any odd behavior recently?

Or, has he come into contact with any unusual people or objects?"

Everyone looked towards the puppet, Pinocchio quickly waved his hands.

"Madam Boss, Mr. Boss’s situation now, has nothing to do with me, I can’t do anything in this form."

Joanna reached out, gathering the Power of Laws, touching forward, but this power also melted away without a response.

She frowned, intending to probe again, but was stopped by Lilith grasping her wrist.

"It’s no use; I’ve tried."

Lilith bit her silver teeth: "As of now, there’s only one last resort left.

Emily, go and feel it!"

Emily was taken aback: "Huh? Me?"

"Right now, we can only pin our hopes on your intuition."