Chapter 385: Knight’s Banquet (Part 6)

“Everyone, come and see my masterpiece.”

After dressing up the black-haired Samimi, Samimi called her teammates over and excitedly showed off her newly invented magic ritual.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Niubao widened her cow eyes, completely unable to understand what was going on.

“What is this?” Veronica asked with a frown.

“…”

Fabiana was silent for a moment, clearly recalling some unpleasant memories.

She had been badly tricked by this thing before.

“This is a magic substitute. But after my improvements, she can exist for a long time and even walk independently like a real magic user.” Samimi explained proudly.

“We’re not magic users, we don’t understand your flashy stuff.” Veronica crossed her arms, the surprise on her face quickly fading.

The expressions of the others quickly returned to indifference.

This actually made Samimi feel awkward.

‘I created a living person, and this is your reaction? That makes me lose face!’

“Hmph, just wait. I’ll make you marvel.” Samimi snorted and stuffed her high-level saint certificate into the black-haired Samimi’s pocket.

From now on, the black-haired Samimi would be Charlum Payne.

As for herself, she could continue doing what she did best—staying behind the scenes and pulling the strings.

And so, the Revenge Squad expanded from four to a full five-person team and continued on their journey.

A team without five people always felt lacking.

Even if one of them was a fake.

And after placing this fake at the front, the entire team’s aura changed.

Samimi just changed her hair color, and the entire Revenge Squad’s vibe instantly upgraded from a “villainous little group” to a “super ultimate villain organization.”

Their ferocious aura skyrocketed dozens of times on the spot.

There was no helping it—blonde Samimi still looked too cute, too cheerful, with no sense of pressure.

But black-haired Samimi was different.

She was like the final form of a villainess, as if she had been beaten down by the protagonist dozens of times and ruthlessly tempered by society, eventually honed into this cold and ruthless appearance.

As soon as Black Samimi appeared, she instantly became the center of attention.

After all, in this world, you rely on your appearance.

The collector’s edition priest white robe she wore was obviously extraordinary at a single glance.

Passersby made way.

Even the most troublesome knights didn’t dare to block the way; at most, they stole a few glances.

After all, a whole team of beautiful saint girls like this was indeed a rare sight.

The Revenge Squad was approaching the sea and the legendary seaside town.

Now only one final problem remained—how to sneak into the Knight Feast.

And they had to get into the most core Round Table Meeting.

Otherwise, even if they got in, they would just be hanging around with ordinary knights outside, meaningless.

“Miss Charlum, Miss Niubao.” As they walked, an old knight suddenly greeted them from the roadside.

“Old man Reid, it’s you?” Samimi turned her head and saw that it was the old knight Reid, who had previously fought alongside them against the rebel army.

“Am I that old?” Old knight Reid smiled wryly.

Behind him were several local knights, apparently also here for the Knight Feast.

Samimi remembered that their knight order was called the Target Range Knights.

“Your knight order has a pretty strange name,” Samimi casually remarked.

“We could blend into their knight order,” Veronica whispered from the side.

Samimi paused but still shook her head.

“We’re going to cause trouble next. We can’t drag others into it. Besides, they’re friends.”

“You’re the boss.” Veronica shrugged, acting as if she hadn’t suggested.

“Then that’s it. We have things to do. Reid, have fun.” Samimi waved and prepared to leave.

“Goodbye, Miss Charlum.” Old knight Reid suddenly gave Black Samimi another look and couldn’t help asking, “But before you go, could you tell me why this lady looks exactly like you?”

“Because we’re twins,” Samimi said without missing a beat.

With that, the Revenge Squad continued toward the seaside town.

“So?” Veronica turned her head to look at her. “I hope you really have a way to get in.”

“Idiot, who am I?” Samimi put her hands on her hips, looking as if it was only natural. “I’m Charlum, the battle priestess of the Valkyrie Knight Order. We were originally a knight order.”

“…That actually works?” Fabiana was amused.

“You keep quiet. Continue being your cool beauty and don’t get recognized.” Samimi shot her a glance.

The group walked forward confidently and soon arrived at the entrance checkpoint of the seaside town.

The area had been blockaded by the knights under Count Salam, and everyone had to register their identities to enter.

The checkpoint was already crowded with knight orders.

Many knights were arguing fiercely with the local knights, red-faced and shouting.

Obviously, entering the seaside town was not as simple as imagined.

You couldn’t just walk in wearing armor.

You had to pass a review.

They spoke of inviting all the knights of the world, welcoming all heroes.

But when it came to the gate, they still graded people by rank.

Knights without fame couldn’t even get through the door.

Especially those local knight orders, nine out of ten would be directly stopped.

To enter, they needed an invitation from a high-level knight order.

Clearly, this Knight Feast had been hastily arranged, with many things not properly organized.

A bunch of local knights without invitations clogged the entrance, completely blocking the way.

But when their “Valkyrie Knight Order” approached, the situation instantly changed.

The previously noisy crowd actually quieted down a bit.

Many local knights even voluntarily made way, allowing them to smoothly push to the front.

They successfully cut in line.

Mainly, it was Black Samimi’s overwhelming presence.

Just changing her hair color completely transformed her aura.

Black-haired Samimi, wearing the collector’s edition priest white robe, standing there, looked exactly like a bishop-level big shot.

If blonde Samimi wore the same outfit, no matter how splendid, she would only be seen as a pretty vase saint.

But Black Samimi stood there, black hair hanging low, exuding a chilling, corpse-like pressure from head to toe.

Of course, she was literally cold.

After all, she was essentially a magic puppet.

But Samimi had already thought of an improvement.

By attaching a simple flame enchantment to the bookworm core, she could simulate human body temperature.

“I have to say, I’m really a magic genius.” Samimi gave herself a mental thumbs-up.

Of course, she couldn’t test it now.

She was afraid of accidentally burning the doppelganger.

Arriving at the checkpoint, Black Samimi expressionlessly took out the high-level saint certificate and handed it to a knight under Count Salam.

The knight took it, glanced at it, and his expression immediately changed, falling into a dilemma on the spot.

These women didn’t look like knights.

But no one had ruled that a knight order must consist entirely of armored members.

After all, a knight order was just another term for an adventurer’s guild.

But the saint identity was too sensitive.

According to the rules, they shouldn’t let Church people in.

Yet they were a legitimate knight order.

This really put him in a bind.

“We, the Valkyrie Knight Order, are the Papal Guard. Are we not qualified to enter?” Samimi, speaking from behind, sarcastically said. “It seems Count Salam truly rules the West Coast with an iron fist, not even respecting the Pope’s face. In that case, we’ll just leave.”

“Please wait, everyone.” Finally, a Salaam knight captain who could make decisions stepped forward.

“I understand your demands, but please understand our difficulties. Your knight order was established too recently and was previously unknown. We really can’t just let you in easily.”

“Too recent? Unknown?” Samimi immediately got energized. She turned and patted Niubao.

Niubao silently pulled out another high-level saint certificate from her robes and handed it over.

The Salaam knight captain took it, glanced at it, and immediately sucked in a breath.

The words on the certificate were too eye-catching.

Holy Knight Order.

“Enough, enough, let them pass, immediately let them pass.” The Salaam knight captain broke into a sweat and hurriedly waved for people to clear the way.

“Is our Holy Knight Order qualified enough?” Samimi asked with a smile.

The Salaam knight captain dared not say a single superfluous word.

He could only reluctantly let them pass.

After all, the Holy Knight Order was the kingdom’s officially recognized top knight order.

No one had ever dared to question its credibility.