You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

"What...what do you plan to do?"

Serene bit her lip and asked Shiloh nervously.

"Hmm~ Good question."

Shiloh rested his chin on his hand, as if he were truly lost in thought.

After a moment, Xi Luo slowly spoke: "First of all, I must go to the Elf Kingdom. Putting aside our friendship, the Elf Kingdom is a major fighting force of the allied forces, and the problems there must be resolved."

Upon hearing this, Serene breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was precisely because of this that she had been manipulated by Shiloh.

Although she emotionally wanted to believe that her niece could solve the problem of the elves' survival, she hadn't been able to find a definite solution even after thousands of years of research with the Elf King. So how could she possibly do it?

Now, Shiloh's extraordinary qualities are becoming more and more apparent. Just the fact that he is favored by the gods alone probably gives him more say in the Church of Life than I do.

"As for Princess Nora, her fate is up to her. If she doesn't offend me too much, I might let her go."

Xi Luo's eyes were serious, and he spoke in a calm tone that carried a chilling undertone: "If she really does lose her mind, then I'll have to have some fun with her~"

Shiloh's words were ambiguous, and no one knew what he meant by "playing."

"you--?!"

Upon hearing this, Serene immediately lost her composure, her beautiful eyes glaring angrily as she stared at Shiloh through gritted teeth.

Although she knew this bastard was incredibly lecherous, she never expected that after doing that kind of thing to her, he would dare to show his lust for Nora right in front of her!

"I'm warning you, you're not allowed to touch her!"

Serene was furious and clenched her little fists to warn Shiloh.

"Why are you so nervous? I won't lay a hand on her if she doesn't do anything inappropriate... Besides, what if she takes the initiative herself? I can't very well refuse, can I?"

Shiloh wore a calm smile, showing no fear of the enraged Serene.

“She—I—I will warn her, but Nora will absolutely not take the initiative unless you threaten her.”

Serene bit her lip and stared at Shiro, her delicate body trembling slightly. A weak pleading look appeared in her amber eyes: "Please, please don't touch her, okay? I've already done everything you asked, aren't you satisfied?"

Looking at the aggrieved Serene, Shiloh sighed inwardly and said, "Fine, for your sake, I won't attack her first. But if she goes too far, or if she takes the initiative herself, then the agreement is null and void, how about that?"

"……Um."

Although they couldn't completely dispel Shiloh's covetousness, obtaining his guarantee was enough to achieve their goal.

Serene nodded, looked into Shiloh's dark eyes, gently leaned forward, kissed his lips, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Xiluo nodded, outwardly remaining calm, but inwardly he was overjoyed.

She should thank me.

After bidding farewell to Serene's residence, Shiloh concealed his identity and arrived at the outside of the Holy Church in the Imperial Capital, entering through a secret passage.

As the most influential church in the Odrecia Empire, the Holy Church occupies a vast area, resembling a small city within a metropolis, and it is no exaggeration to call it a holy city.

After Shiloh entered through the secret passage, the holy knights on guard stood even straighter, their eyes filled with reverence as they looked at him.

Although Shiro gathered the power of the three gods that night, the way he and Cecilia initially merged was like the messenger of the god of light in the murals—sacred and majestic.

As semi-clergy, they naturally shared in the honor.

Amidst the knights' reverent gazes, Shiloh entered the deepest chamber of the Holy Church, where a sacred relic left behind by the God of Light in the mortal realm—the Holy Sword—was enshrined.

It was a long, slender sword stuck in a boulder. Its golden hilt had not faded even after thousands of years, and a faint, pure white light covered the translucent blade, like a natural scabbard that concealed the sharpness of the holy sword.

This sword has been undrawn for thousands of years. As the world barrier of the Three Realms gradually solidified, the power left by the gods in the middle layer gradually faded over time, until no one possessed the powerful blessings bestowed by the gods ten thousand years ago. Thus, the Holy Sword has remained here.

Nowadays, the holy sword is mostly used as a medium to communicate with the gods, through the divine power attached to it.

"Lord Sirlo, you've arrived."

The bishop of the Holy Church was an old woman who, in her youth, was among the most powerful in the world.

However, in that era of brutal battles, she overused her divine powers, causing her life force to be constantly depleted, which is why she has become what she is today.

Logically speaking, she should have been the one to resolve the crisis that night when the evil god descended. However, given her current state of health, she might be completely exhausted after this battle.

In a way, Shiloh was her savior.

Shiloh nodded to the bishop, then unfastened his hood and went into the quiet room.

The holy sword was protected within a sacred prayer barrier, with a cushion placed outside for kneeling and praying.

In the very center of the cushion, Cecilia, who had arrived early, was kneeling and praying with her eyes closed.

Shiloh shifted his gaze from Cecilia's nun's habit and the bulging curves of her body, which were taut from kneeling, and walked toward her.

Sensing someone approaching, Cecilia opened her blue eyes and naturally rested her head on Shilo's shoulder beside her, gently inhaling the long-lost, reassuring scent, and said, "Why did it take you so long?"

"It took a while because of some unexpected events."

Unexpected event?

Cecilia gave a noncommittal "humph," pinched Shiloh's waist, and gave him a coquettish glance.

That's why Cecilia didn't say anything sarcastic or sarcastic in front of the God of Light.

Considering the group of elf exchange students that Shilo had hosted today, Cecilia guessed that one of his old flames was among them, which was why it had taken so long.

If others were to speculate, they would most likely conclude that the Elf Princess Nora and Shiloh were having an affair.

However, Cecilia always knew how audacious Shiloh was. Perhaps he wouldn't even find a mere princess challenging enough. If anyone was going to guess, it would be the mysterious elven high priest who was taking advantage of a young girl.

As far as Cecilia knew, the elven high priest seemed to have made contact with Shiloh when he went to the border city.

"Ahem, let's begin the ceremony."

Shiloh interrupted Cecilia's reverie, squeezed her hand, and gave her a pleading look.

Today, Shiloh specifically summoned Cecilia here, partly to reinstate her to her position in the Holy Knights in preparation for exonerating her father, and partly because Shiloh wanted to have another conversation with the God of Light to clarify some things.

Cecilia nodded, a touch of emotion appearing in her eyes as she looked at Shilo.

Six months ago, she never imagined that she would be able to return to this place so quickly.

The people of the capital city witnessed firsthand that it wasn't just Xiluo who fought against the evil god back then, but also her.

With the support of the people and the backing of Shiloh, Cecilia's return to her original position was already a foregone conclusion.

The promises that Shiloh made back then are now being fulfilled step by step.

Although Cecilia already knew that Shiloh wasn't the kind of person who was only lustful on the surface, and that he valued feelings more than lust, Cecilia was still very moved and felt that it was wonderful to have met Shiloh.

With her eyes closed devoutly, Cecilia used her mind to manipulate the holy sword, using it as a medium to guide and communicate with the will of the God of Light.

hum-

Suddenly, Cecilia's prayer abruptly stopped, and as the sound faded, an invisible and intangible pressure descended upon the quiet room.

As the bishop beside him felt this oppressive aura, he knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and devoutly recited prayers praising God.

Seeing the sudden change in Cecilia's aura, Shiloh was somewhat surprised, not expecting that the God of Light had possessed Cecilia again.

Cecilia slowly opened her eyes, her emerald pupils now replaced by crimson gold.

He first looked at Shiloh, a hint of tenderness and satisfaction in his eyes, then cast a gentle gaze at the bishop behind him and said slowly, "Miliel...you've worked hard all these years."

Tears streaming down her face, Miril shook her head repeatedly, gazing reverently at the god she had served her entire life, choked with sobs and unable to speak.

For a thousand years, I have witnessed the arrival of that light that guided me in my childhood. Now, as my life is about to come to an end, I have truly seen it.

This was an incredibly happy thing for Bishop Miril.

The God of Light raised his hand, and a ray of light flew from His fingertips, merging into Bishop Miriel's body.

"The situation is turbulent right now, so please help me protect humanity for a while longer."

"I will obey...your will!"

Miriel felt the renewed vitality within her, made a firm vow, and then respectfully took her leave.

After leaving the meditation room, Miriel remarked that Shiloh and Cecilia were truly favored by the gods, and then, as if she had regained her youthful vitality, strode out.

She was determined to fulfill the mission bestowed upon her by the great Lord, and even if it meant burning herself out, she was determined to purify those damned demons and evil spirits!

Chapter 213 God of Light: If You Like It (Three-in-One)

"My child, we meet again."

After Bishop Miriel left, the God of Light turned his gaze to humanity, on whom he placed the greatest hope, and nodded and smiled at Shiloh.

Xiluo's expression was somewhat strange as the gods exchanged pleasantries with him.

After all, the last time they met, this deity wasn't dressed so neatly, and his expression wasn't as dignified and solemn as it was now...

"Ahem, um, Lord God of Light, I've come this time to familiarize myself with your power through my body, and also to ask a few questions."

"Oh~?"

The God of Light looked puzzled. He could have foreseen Xilo's first purpose, and he was very pleased that the child could think of this without divine revelation.

This is probably just the first stop for him; he'll have to visit two other churches later.

"Do not be reserved in my presence."

After the God of Light spoke these words kindly, he naturally sat cross-legged on the cushion and gestured with his hand for Shilo to sit down as well.

Xilo naturally agreed. After sitting down opposite the God of Light, he looked at His beautiful face, which he had been with day and night but whose temperament had changed drastically, and couldn't help but ask, "On a side note, when you descend, do you usually use the body of the summoner? I remember that you should have your own appearance."

To demonstrate their tolerance and compassion, the three great gods each possess their own manifested forms. The image of the God of Light is one half wearing a robe and the other half wearing armor, with a serene expression on his face, conveying both a gentle compassion for all things and a fierce determination to subdue demons.

Upon hearing this, the God of Light blinked his crimson-gold eyes and teased as if in jest, "Hmm~ Can I take that as you disliking that I'm occupying Cecilia's body?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Luo was startled and quickly racked his brains for a solution. He then gritted his teeth and decided to take the risk.

"What are you saying? I just find it a little strange."

Under the surprised gaze of the God of Light, Xilo reached out and grasped his own hands, holding them in his palms, while looking at him with a sincere gaze.

Although I don't dislike this kind of contact, according to the logic of a believer in the mortal world, wouldn't it be considered a lack of reverence for him to shake hands with me without my consent?

The God of Light tilted his head, somewhat curious about Xilo's opinion of him.

In fact, the God of Light had already realized what was going on after his last descent.

Unless he is a god, it is very difficult for a person to maintain a constant emotional level in such a situation.

Another explanation is that he used some means to obscure his own consciousness from exploring.

But what about the consciousness that obscures the divine?

Is this even possible?

The God of Light did not struggle, but instead grasped Shiloh's hand, waiting for his explanation while carefully examining his body.

Shiloh was naturally unaware of the divine consciousness being checked, so he continued, "Do you remember what you asked me to do for you last time?"

"Ok?"

The God of Light was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized and said, "Is it about becoming 'human'?"

Shilo nodded, his expression earnest, and said, "That's right. Since this is what you requested, I will do my best to help you with all the knowledge I have. For example, what I found strange earlier was that humans tend to have resistance to using bodies that don't belong to them. If you want to become human, why not start by using your own body?"

The God of Light stiffened his neck, thought for a moment, and felt that what Shilo said made some sense.

"Hmm... But my manifestation is just a virtual image and does not support its appearance in the current intermediate layer."

The God of Light pointed to his profile, a hint of distress in his eyes.

Silo rested his chin on his hand, pondered for a moment, and then a sudden inspiration struck him. He said excitedly, "Hey, maybe it would work if we used a magical puppet!"

"Magical puppet?"

The God of Light looked blank for a moment, then realized that this was probably something new that humans had created in the course of magic they had developed over the past millions of years.

After Xiluo's brief explanation, the doubt in the God of Light's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a look of surprise.

"If the materials used to create magical golems are of high enough quality... it might actually work!"

Let alone manifesting the appearance of a god, even building a manifestation of a god is impossible without permission; no materials can be used to create it, and it might even explode and harm the maker.

However, Shiloh did not have this concern. He only needed to have the Holy Church collect the materials, while he was only responsible for manufacturing them.

Shiloh stroked his chin. Although he could complete all the tasks himself, it was just too tiring.

"I'm looking for a helper, which might help you arrive in the world sooner."

"Hmm? If it were your mother, I doubt it would work. Only a pure virgin can be the builder of my manifestation; such a soul is pure enough that it won't cause my consciousness to reject it. Of course, you are an exception, a miracle I have never seen before, so you can exclude yourself from any general rules I mention from now on."