Chapter 105: Glory Knight

Early the next morning, a team of elite Faith-guarding Knights and White-robed Priestesses gathered in the Monastery, surrounding a exquisite carriage.

“My Lord Hu Feng is the greatest Divine Official the Divine Court will ever have in the future. He has been baptized by the blessing of the Gods.” The Grand Elder walked in front of the crowd, supported by a White-robed Priestess. He paused, caught his breath, and then continued, “You brave Knights, and you devout Priests. It is the honor of each of you to escort a future Great Divine Official back to Bright Summit. The great God of Light is with you all the way!”

While speaking, the Grand Elder gave a wink. The White-robed Priestess beside him understood and respectfully led the way. Under her guidance, Hu Feng unceremoniously boarded the exquisite carriage. Behind him, the veiled Nun Cinia quickly followed, pretending to be his maid. The two of them got into the carriage and pulled the curtain shut, so that the inside of the carriage could no longer be seen from the outside.

To pull the wool over people’s eyes!

To prevent any mishaps, the Grand Elder had the Candidate Saintess Cinia dress up as an ordinary maid, hoping to reduce others’ attention as much as possible. The accompanying Knights and White-robed Priestesses all pretended to be Hu Feng’s Followers.

The Sunset Wasteland was vast and rich in resources, with castles standing everywhere. The Divine Court had built Monasteries in many places, hoping to turn the fierce indigenous people of the Wasteland into devout believers. With more Monasteries, there were more Divine Official walking around to preach, so by using the pretext of escorting a Divine Official, perhaps many unnecessary troubles could be avoided.

After all, for evil Dark Creatures, seeing a Divine Official would only cause disgust, making them keep their distance. It would not necessarily lead to a fight. But if they saw a young, beautiful, and holy future Saintess, it would be different.

If a holy future Saintess were kidnapped by an evil Great Demon Head and played with recklessly, it would be the greatest blasphemy against the Monastery and the Divine Court!

“My Lord Hu Feng, I leave Cinia to you!”

At the moment of leaving, the frail Grand Elder was still worried and lifted the carriage curtain for one last reminder. Unaware that he was pushing the beautiful young Nun Cinia into the biggest fire pit with his own hands.

“Grand Elder, rest assured!”

Hu Feng put on a sincere face. “On the way, I will take good care of Cinia. Unless I die, no matter how powerful or evil the demons are, they will not be able to approach her body.”

In front of the worried Grand Elder, Hu Feng was respectful and sincere, looking determined to take on this difficult task, but in his heart, he was secretly thrilled. Once the Grand Elder left, there was no longer any restraint. He comfortably surveyed the inside of the carriage.

The carriage pulled by two horned horses was not large, but its speed was quite good. Of course, it was far inferior to the Ferrari Chariot he had refined himself. However, the decoration inside the carriage was unique, with soft and comfortable fur rugs laid out. Sitting in the carriage, one could hardly feel any bumps. Through the bright small windows, one could also see the beautiful scenery along the way.

The Sunset Wasteland was vast, and many places were rarely visited by humans, with beautiful scenery. But compared to the scenery inside the carriage, it was far inferior.

Once the veiled Nun Cinia sat in the carriage, she became the most beautiful scenery inside.

In the narrow space, with the bright red carpet and her graceful figure under her white robe…

Looking closely at the slender figure of the Nun Cinia and sensing the sacred and untouchable aura within her body, Hu Feng’s Death Aura churned up and down inside him, emitting trace amounts of Dark Mist. Fortunately, the carriage had already left the Monastery. Otherwise, it might have been discovered immediately.

“My Lord Hu Feng, have… have you ever been to Glory Castle?”

Sensing Hu Feng’s gaze lingering on her, Cinia instinctively felt a bit embarrassed. Her face turned slightly red, as if she had drunk a cup of mellow rum. She deliberately tried to change the subject to divert Hu Feng’s attention. The more she pretended to be calm, the more tempting she looked. Her beautiful features were faintly visible under the translucent veil.

“No, I haven’t. But Cinia, with such a beautiful Nun accompanying me, I think this journey won’t be lonely!”

Hu Feng smiled and stopped there. He did not tease the holy Nun further. He sat cross-legged in the carriage, eyes observing his nose, nose observing his heart, and began to meditate and cultivate on the spot.

Although he had won the final victory in the battle with the Cold Moon City Lord, he had also paid a heavy price.

After refining the ancient Death Oak, the eight Demon God Phantoms within his body had become much more solid and were no longer likely to dissipate at any time. However, they were far from fully recovered. Only the Great Mystery Demon God Phantom was slightly better. It had absorbed a trace of aura from the Death Oak. Although the contained energy had not recovered, his ability to predict and calculate had quickly recovered, even improving compared to before.

During the process of meditation, blurred scenes flashed through his mind. He could not accurately predict specific events, but he felt a strong sense of danger. In a mysterious way, he sensed many evil, cold, and ancient thoughts.

“Something is wrong. What secret is this Nun hiding?”

Sensing the strong danger in the mysterious realm, Hu Feng felt a chill in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked at the Nun Cinia opposite him, who appeared to be inexperienced in the world.

Every time the lifespan of a Saintess was nearing its end, or when she was about to break through to the Divine Domain and enter the Divine Kingdom, the Divine Court would select many outstanding Nuns and train them to become the next Saintess. Although the status of the Candidate Saintess was extraordinary, the number of them across the entire Plane was still considerable. If it were just a simple Candidate Saintess, it would not have attracted so many ancient and evil thoughts, nor would it have caused the Death Aura in his body to stir restlessly!

Hu Feng took out the ancient Death Oak, placed the seemingly ordinary wooden sword flat on his knees, and continued to meditate and cultivate. Seeing him cultivating with such concentration, the veiled Nun Cinia seemed to be lost in thought.

To keep a low profile, there were not many people accompanying them. There were only twelve Faith-guarding Knights and two White-robed Priestesses. Riding uniformly high horses, they closely surrounded the rapidly moving carriage.

“Lord Randolph, what is going on exactly?”

Looking at the carriage covered with green oilcloth, the triangle-faced Knight was indignant. “Disguising ourselves and pretending to escort a Divine Official is understandable. But why make the holy Candidate Saintess dress up as a humble maid and sit with that little Divine Official? Don’t you worry that this will affect the reputation of the future Saintess if it spreads? We are powerful Glory Knights, not ordinary Faith-guarding Knights of the Monastery. We don’t need to follow the orders of that old Nun. By handling it this way, aren’t you afraid of being punished by the Lord City Lord after returning to Glory Castle?”

Thinking of the little Divine Official, Hu Feng, who had made him lose face, Saliel still harbored a grudge.

As a powerful Glory Knight, even in the vast Glory Castle, his status was extraordinary. Who dared to show disrespect to him? He never expected that in a Monastery in a small place like Cold Moon City, he would be directly ignored by Hu Feng, a little Divine Official. They couldn’t let him in, but they dared not kill him openly. If the Commander had not arrived quickly, Saliel might really have lost face at that moment.

“Saliel, we are just following orders. Don’t forget, our mission this time is to safely send the Nun Cinia to Glory Castle. Everything else is secondary. Don’t let temporary hatred blind your eyes.”

Randolph, the Glory Knight Commander, had an expressionless face. He casually glanced at the carriage in the distance. Heavy silver armor covered his tall body, making him look even more burly. The longsword hung at his waist was about five fingers wide and more than a meter long. Unlike ordinary knight long swords, it was a rare double-edged heavy sword.