Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Discipline Knight Daniel's sharp eyes, hidden behind his mask, were fixed on the saintess.

He remained silent for a moment, but ultimately could not suppress his doubts and asked in a low voice.

"Your Highness, have you... foreseen your own death in the prophecy? Right here in this capital city of Carter?"

Saint Eve turned her head slightly to face him, but did not answer.

Her calm, expressionless face betrayed no emotion.

Daniel was not surprised.

It is customary for prophets to rarely mention details about their prophecies.

Usually, they only occasionally reveal a few things about matters of great importance and seemingly unchangeable fate.

For example, the Kuroshio Current.

The birth of the Black Tide is something that no matter how powerful the force, it cannot stop.

At this moment, the saintess's silence was itself a disguised answer.

Daniel's brow furrowed even more.

"Since you foresaw that you might meet your death here, why did you still accept the invitation from the Carter capital?"

He knew perfectly well that this trip to Carter was entirely the decision insisted upon by the saintess alone.

The "generous" returns that King Carter paid are astronomical figures in the eyes of ordinary people.

But for the deeply rooted Church of Light, it's nothing to mention.

The saintess smiled faintly, her smile as perfect as a sculpture, carrying an inhuman sense of detachment.

Respond casually with that universal excuse.

"This is the divine guidance of the Goddess of Light."

Daniel's gaze was fixed intently on the saintess.

I tried to discern what she was plotting from every subtle expression on her face.

Regardless of her actions at this moment.

The core objective seems to be to make contact with that black-haired high-ranking mage.

But... that kid named Lin Gui is only at the mid-high level, so weak he's easily defeated.

Daniel simply couldn't fathom what made Her Highness think that way.

Can such a mage really change the so-called "death calamity" destiny?

Alternatively, they could rely on a high-ranking mid-level mage to break free from the Church's control.

Daniel almost laughed out loud at his own amusement.

How is that possible?

Compared to the others whom Her Highness the Saintess approached, this mage's power was such that he could shatter the floor.

Even the hero who drew his sword against the Vatican for the sake of the saintess couldn't do that.

Daniel didn't believe that this weak mage, who was only a mid-level high-rank mage, could do it.

Daniel said no more.

He took a half step back, indicating that he would no longer interfere and would let the saintess do as she pleased.

He could not stop the saint's decision, but he would not be held responsible for the consequences of her decision.

Elvia observed silently from the sidelines.

He took in the strange and oppressive atmosphere between Daniel and the saintess, and sighed inwardly.

It seems that the rumor was true...

She had heard that the Holy Maiden was the face of the Church of Light to the outside world.

But to some extent, it is also a consumable for the Papacy.

It is a necessary sacrifice to activate that supreme "Great Prophecy".

That is, in the royal palace, the place where the saintess predicted the Black Tide.

The Great Prophecy is an inherited ability; anyone recognized as a Holy Maiden of the Church will automatically be endowed with this ability.

In other words, this ability is unrelated to people.

According to incomplete statistics.

In the forty years since the Demon God descended to earth, the Church of Light has changed eighty-three Holy Maidens.

Half of them died on their way to defeat the demon god or his minions.

The other half, ostensibly, enters the Palace of Discipline to serve the goddess for life and pray for her blessings, but in reality...

They all died from the terrifying backlash of divine power when the Great Prophecy was activated.

For the lofty and supreme Church of Light...

The life or death of the saintess may not be important.

All they needed was a special "body" capable of bearing divine power and issuing prophecies.

Of course, the Vatican will still maintain a facade.

For example, if a saint were to be assassinated outside, the killer would surely be met by the merciless Crusader cavalry.

Miss Saint ignored the silent Daniel and turned to Lin Gui with a smile.

Their tone was so relaxed, as if they were discussing a place for afternoon tea.

"How about my proposal?"

"I need you to stay by my side and protect me until I leave the capital of Carter."

"And in return, I will tell you what you want about Avalon."

Elvia's doubts deepened.

When the saintess said she was looking for Lin Gui, she vaguely guessed that he might be seeking refuge.

But the saintess's tone at this moment seemed to indicate that she was certain of impending doom...

What trump cards did Caesar's rebel army have prepared?

How could he be so confident in breaking through the legendary Discipline Knight's protection and successfully killing the Saintess?

Could it be... that someone among them really knows the [Night Veil]?!

Elvia began to struggle violently within herself, caught in a deep dilemma.

If... if the probability of Caesar's assassination succeeding is very high, then for her, Elvia...

Perhaps it's not a bad thing that the saint died here.

The enraged Crusaders of the Church of Light will help her directly overturn the current political landscape of the capital.

If the eldest princess and the third prince die because of this, then wouldn't he be the next King Carter?

Thinking of this, she almost gasped for breath.

Should we... stab Lin Gui in the back, or stop him from intervening in protecting the Holy Maiden?

But... her life is still in Lin Gui's hands!

Just as Elvia's expression was changing and she was struggling with an internal conflict.

Lin Gui spoke, calmly stating his conditions:

"Yes, but I have two conditions."

"First, for the next few days, your schedule must be completely arranged by me."

"Secondly, only you can accompany me. Your Discipline Knight, along with the other guards, cannot follow."

"Insolence!" Daniel roared in fury.

As he stepped forward, the legendary powerhouse's aura descended, making the air in the small shop seem to freeze.

"I will never leave Her Highness's side!"

"What right do you, an evil sorcerer of unknown origin, have to make such a demand?"

"If anything were to happen to His Highness, could you bear the responsibility?!"

Lin Gui ignored his anger and simply looked at the Holy Maiden.

The saintess remained calm. She slightly raised her hand, stopping Daniel from making any further moves, and said softly.

"Daniel, do as he says."

"Your Highness!"

"This is an oracle from the Goddess of Light."

The saint once again brought up this irrefutable reason.

She turned to Daniel, her tone carrying a strange sense of reassurance.

"You must believe that as long as Valhalla exists, I cannot and will not escape my fate."

Daniel stared intently at the saintess, heavy breathing emanating from beneath his visor.

In the end, it seemed he compromised, or perhaps he completely gave up on something.

He suddenly leaned close to the saintess's ear and spoke in a very low voice, with a hint of warning,

"I hope so, Your Highness. I hope you... won't regret your choice."

After saying that, he didn't hesitate any longer and glared fiercely at Lin Gui.

He turned around, his anger turning cold, and strode away from the dilapidated antique shop.

Miss Saint seemed to have a heavy burden lifted off her shoulders and let out a soft sigh of relief.

He gave Lin Gui a faint but genuine smile.

"Alright, now, Mr. Lin Gui, who's got a dark aura, where are we going?"

At this moment, the old shopkeeper, who had been observing coldly, suddenly spoke to Lin Gui.

"Kid, are you sure you want to take on this hot potato and protect her?"

Lin Gui retorted, "What? Could it be that you're the one who's trying to kill her?"

The old shopkeeper grinned, revealing a cryptic smile.

"Yes and no. For your sake, let me give you a heads-up: in this assassination attempt, even a legendary figure couldn't save her, let alone you."

Lin Gui paused for a moment, then answered calmly.

"If it really comes to the point where I can't handle it, I will not hesitate to kick her away and run for my life."

Upon hearing this, the old shop manager's smile widened, even showing a hint of appreciation.

"Very good. Only by being pragmatic can one survive in the long run."

His smile looked somewhat ferocious on his wrinkled face.

"Ahem, why don't you come with me to get something first?"

Lin Gui tentatively whispered.

The old shopkeeper's smile faded, he looked up at the saintess, and muttered to himself.

"I'll be with you later. Just put your things in the attic. Remember, be careful."

Lin Gui nodded.