This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 38 Are You Up to It or Not?

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 Are You Up to It or Not?

"You! On what grounds!"

Upon hearing that Lette was about to strip him of his black-robed monk attire, Adros stood up, supporting himself against the wall.

"Do you know how the outside world describes the Black robed Crowd? Hyenas! Thugs! Cannibals who don’t spit out bones!

People’s fear and malice towards the Black robed Crowd is greater than towards the Demons!

Is this the result you want?"

"That’s exactly right!"

Lette didn’t hesitate for a moment: "Otherwise, what would you have them rely on to suppress evil and hunt Demons?

Your glossy appearance, or your impeccable resume?

Are you fantasizing about showing your certificates and awards from childhood to the enemy, making them so shocked they change their ways after a bow?

If you care so much about others’ opinions and want everyone to love you, why not just debut as an idol!

Also! Put away your lofty attitude and self-righteous virtue!

You shout about wanting to come to the Black robed Holy Hall, but deep down you look down on them.

You think you’re the savior, determined to revive the Black robed Holy Hall and change how the public perceives them.

You think you’re something special?!

The worst villain you’ve ever seen in life might be someone spitting on the ground or hearing a few curse words and getting queasy!

With a kindergarten-level life experience, you plan to lecture this one and rescue that one?

You think you deserve it!"

Lette swung a punch, knocking Adros down to the ground once more.

"You’ve been in the Black robed Holy Hall for three years! Do you know the history of this black robe?

The first generation of the Black robed Crowd originally wore white, but they took on the dirtiest, hardest, and most dangerous tasks.

The black on their robes is the color of blood from enemies and themselves, mixed with mud and stains!

At that time, all the Believers and Divine Officers deeply respected them!

Because the black on those robes represented their hard work and Sin for the Church Court for everyone!

In the end, even the Holy Light Goddess was impressed by their sacrifice and devotion, granting divine permission for them to wear black, the color opposite to the Holy Light!

Carrying Darkness to protect the Light! This is the belief of the Black robed Crowd!

Throughout the Holy Temple, only the Black robed Holy Hall lacks personnel, do you know why?

Because other organizations have mandatory conscription! Once chosen, there is no refusal.

Only the Black robed Holy Hall has never enforced conscription!

Because the Black robed Crowd knows that without awareness, without faith, it’s impossible to do this!

They’d rather one person do the work of several than to pass these sinful and dirty tasks onto others!

There’s no such thing as peaceful times! It’s someone carrying the burden for you! You can be ungrateful, but you have no right to point fingers at them!"

Looking at Adros sprawled on the ground, Lette spoke coldly.

"Your father bore so much, just to give you a pure land. But you see him as a disgrace?

I’m telling you, all the grief he endured in his life is not as great as the hurt you’ve caused him!

Take off the monk’s robe! You don’t deserve to wear the same black robe as your father!"

"Boss!"

Taylor stepped forward, pulling Lette back: "Stop saying that... Adros, the boss is just disappointed in you!

You ought to make a statement! Do you really plan to take off this black robe?"

"No!"

Adros stood up again, trembling, but this time without the wall’s support. The Knight Captain wanted to help him, but Taylor stopped him.

"Lette, boss! I realize my mistake... please, give me another chance! I will prove it to you, to the colleagues in the Black robed Holy Hall, to the Goddess!

Also, to my father!

I, Adros, am not a coward! I am not afraid of sacrifice! I also carry the belief of bearing Darkness to protect the Light!

Please! Give me another chance!"

Lette looked into Adros’s determined and longing eyes, then gestured to Lilith behind him.

The latter, inspired, swiftly flew forward and sketched out a pitch-black Array in front of Lette.

Lette reached into the Array and extracted a long sword.

The Knight Captain recognized it at once: "The Black Gold Tears Sword!"

Emily was also shocked beyond belief; she distinctly remembered seeing it piled with other miscellaneous items in the living room of Lette’s house on her first day in the Divine City, how had it suddenly...

She quickly turned to Lilith, could that Array just now have been Space Magic?

Such an advanced Spell could not be cast by an ordinary Enchanting Demon! And that strike that eradicated the Demon God at Lawrence Manor didn’t seem like the ability of an Enchanting Demon!

Lette ignored what they were thinking and directly lifted the Seal on the Black Gold Tears Sword.

This was the sword of the second-generation Dark Race Monarch, and its powerful and terrifying presence immediately surged, causing all prisoners in the Black Iron Prison to tremble.

Fortunately, the prisoners on the seventh floor remained calm, even somewhat curious.

Clang!

Lette tossed the Black Gold Tears Sword, embedding it straight in front of Adros.

"Opportunities are always earned.

Conquer it!

I could give you a task that would make your father proud of you."

The Knight Captain panicked: "No! Lord Wright! What if Prince Adros’s mind is corrupted?"

"What if? Then throw a grand ceremony!"

Lette’s gaze was icy cold, shaking the Holy Light Medal in his hand: "He’s already in the seventh-floor cell. Once the door is shut, all’s well.

Since he likes being in jail so much, let him stay, fulfilling his wish.

We’ll just announce that Saint Adros died heroically subduing the Black Gold Tears Sword.

Give him a death gratuity, you file the report, and I’ll approve it."

At this moment, Adros took a deep breath, gripping the hilt of the Black Gold Tears Sword with one hand.

"Hmph!"

A powerful force of Dark intention immediately struck, almost causing Adros to lose his ground outright.

Fortunately, his resolve had been hammered into firm determination. He forcibly resisted, pushing the force back.

One man, one sword, embarked on a lengthy tug-of-war.

The Black Gold Tears Sword attacked fiercely, nearly dominating the entire time. But Adros’s persistence was strong, repeatedly holding on.

Slowly, he began regaining ground, eventually standing equal with the opponent.

He’s certainly an Apprentice Saint heir, with remarkable tenacity.

But this also triggered the Black Gold Tears Sword’s ferocity, stirring its final Dark intention for an all-out assault on Adros.

Originally holding the situation together, Adros suddenly found himself overwhelmed, struggling hard to maintain his stance.

In the critical moment, Lette slowly spoke.

"Adros, are you willing to join the Black robed Crowd?"

"I! Of course, I am!"

"Even if misunderstood, bearing infamy, even if mired in filth and Sin! Nothing would deter you?"

Adros gripped the hilt tighter: "Absolutely not!"

A powerful aura surged, suppressing the Black Gold Sword completely.

"Very well! Let me tell you! If you wish to punish the Evil Demon, you must be able to conquer the Evil Demon! To chastise Sin, you must be able to master Sin!

Adros! Will you manage it or not?!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Under Lette’s words, Adros erupted with an incredibly strong will.

Brilliant white light instantly engulfed the Tears Sword, etching pure white Holy Light marks onto the Black Gold blood color. The frantic sword calmed like a tamed wild horse, ultimately choosing to submit.

Adros drew the long sword, panting but with firm eyes.

"I! Can manage it!"

Lette smiled in satisfaction: "Very well, now I can give you a task."

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