The story of the black silk female knight

What is this thing...?

Valensa stared intently at the golden torch, or more precisely, at the off-white ball of light within it.

This was the first time Valensa had felt this way since the awakening of her evil god bloodline... That off-white ball of light seemed to be something extraordinary. Even if she was a gluttonous evil god, casually eating that off-white ball of light might cause indigestion and upset her stomach!

This is definitely not an ordinary item!

Has Savart Langdon's research already ventured into the realm of the gods?

"You came?"

Valensa's attention was mostly drawn to the object at the top of the golden torch until she heard the emotionless voice, at which point she realized there was another person in the room.

The man stood next to the altar-like structure, wearing a very ordinary black trench coat. He had a rather handsome middle-aged face, sparse stubble, and melancholic, weathered eyes, which would be quite attractive to some naive young girls.

However, he didn't look well; his face was pale and his eyes were dark, like a middle-aged office worker who had been working overtime for several days in a row and then suffered a succubus attack.

This person is Savat Langdon.

Valencia recognized him immediately, her mind racing as she considered how to respond.

Savart Langdon may not really know much about the Sin Angels, which is why he was easily fooled by Valensa, who was disguised as Lily. But Valensa knows even less about their relationship and is basically guessing, so she could expose her identity at any time due to mistakes.

At this point, Valensa could only tentatively reply:

"Hmm, let me check on the situation... How's the progress?"

She thought this conversation should be a sure thing, and she had even mentally rehearsed how to say the next few lines in various scenarios.

Unexpectedly, Savat Langdon immediately looked at Valensa, stared at her for about two seconds, and then jumped back without hesitation, raising his hand to deliver a deadly finger strike!

That wasn't all. As Savat Langdon jumped back, his shadow also changed shape, transforming into a shadow wolf over 2 meters long, which opened its mouth and pounced on Valensa from another direction.

Holy crap! We've been exposed already?

Valensa was a little incredulous; she didn't understand what the flaw was in her statement just now.

However, she reacted quickly and was already prepared to fight with all her might.

Facing the purplish-red Death Finger, Valensa also pointed her finger, unleashing her already fully charged Sunfire Ray, which collided fiercely with the Death Finger, creating a shockwave powerful enough to blow people away.

Using the force of the air blast, Valensa made another nimble turn, dodging the Shadow Wolf's attack that was already unable to change direction in mid-air. At the same time, she used her other hand to swing Moon Kiss, piercing the Shadow Wolf from the side.

Savart Langdon was surprised that Valensa handled the situation so calmly, especially that signature solar flare, which made Savart Langdon's eyes twitch.

Savat Langdon may have his pride, but he is also self-aware—the strength of a necromancer lies in his ability to single-handedly build an undead army from his reserves and overwhelm the enemy with sheer numbers, but he is absolutely no match for a paladin of the same level in close combat.

So, as Valensa pierced the Shadow Wolf with Moon Kiss, Savat Langdon was already retreating while casting a spell, summoning four Flesh Stitches in one go. Each Stitches wielded a huge weapon, exuding an overwhelming aura—they were all Radiant Undead!

But instead of chasing after him as Savat Langdon had expected, Valensa turned and rushed toward the altar-like structure in the middle of the house, using her Moon Kiss to slash at the base of the golden torch, trying to tear it off the altar and snatch it into her hand.

Savart Langdon paused for half a second upon seeing this, then a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips. At the same time, he controlled three of the flesh-stitched monsters to attack Valensa, while leaving the last one to protect himself.

The material of that golden torch was clearly not ordinary. When the Moon Kiss, whose sharpness was no less than that of a true Noble Phantasm, struck it, it only made a clang and did not even leave a shallow mark. In fact, the moonlight flowing on the blade dimmed considerably.

Valensa frowned as she saw three ferocious, stitched-together monsters rushing towards her. No longer caring about maintaining her elegance, she unleashed her evil god power and opened her mouth to bite at the spot where the golden torch connected to the altar.

Then, to Savat Langdon's disbelief and astonishment, Valensa bit off the bottom of the golden torch in a few bites, and the golden torch fell into Valensa's hands.

"do not come!"

After obtaining the golden torch, Valensa did not continue fighting the flesh-stitched monster. Instead, she placed the tip of the golden torch near her mouth, making a threatening gesture as if she were about to devour it.

Savat Langdon's expression immediately became conflicted... He hesitated for a second before deciding to stop the three flesh-stitched monsters from attacking and simply surround Valensa.

"...I didn't expect you paladins to pull this trick."

Savat Langdon's voice was filled with anger as he stared intently into Valensa's eyes:

"But... you don't actually think you can threaten me like this, do you? I admit you have good teeth that can bite through container handles, but you don't really think you can destroy that, do you? Hmph... I'm afraid you have no idea what I'm creating; it's something a mortal like you can't destroy!"

"I really don't know what this thing you made is, but..."

Valensa brought the golden torch closer to her mouth, and even stuck out her tongue to lick the metal bud that bound the off-white orb of light, amidst Savat Langdon's frantic eyelid twitching:

"Mortals might truly be helpless against this, but I happen to be no ordinary person~~"

As she spoke, Valensa unleashed her evil god power from within her body like the ki of a Super Saiyan transformation, forcing the three Radiant-rank flesh-and-blood monsters to take two steps back.

"Since you are a collaborator with the true Sin Angel, you should know a lot about cults, right? Have you ever heard of the Abyss Spirits Association and the Abyss Spirits race they worship?"

As Valensa spoke, she licked the metal bud again and chuckled softly:

"Unfortunately... I'm a wicked god who can eat anything~~"

"...Chaotic divine power..."

Staring at Valencia's surging evil god power, Savat Langdon murmured something almost in a sick voice, his expression extremely ugly.

As Valensa said, Savat Landon, a collaborator of the Sinful Angels and who himself had run a cult in the Asakura Dance World, naturally knew a lot about the Abyss Spirit Society, the most powerful and oldest cult on the Frenoia continent.

Unlike other evil gods who are solitary, the Abyss Spirit Evil God is a race of evil gods. Each individual in the race possesses the power of an evil god, feeds on the world, and can devour everything.

That off-white ball of light was something that completely transcended mortal objects. With its current level of completion, even a peak Moon Radiance expert would find it difficult to damage. At most, they could seal it or throw it out of this world in some way.

But the evil god of the Abyss Spirit Clan... it's really hard to say.

Savat Langdon bit his lip so hard that his teeth ground together, wishing he could grind the hateful female knight in front of him to dust.

Unfortunately, Savat Langdon knew very well that he absolutely could not afford to lose. Even though the chances of Valensa consuming the off-white orb were less than 50%, Savat Langdon dared not take the risk.

"The Abyss Spirit Society is actually getting involved in this matter... No, that can't be right!"

Savart Langdon only uttered half of his vehement statement before abruptly stopping, his eyes widening in utter disbelief:

"I remember now! You just used the Sunfire Divine Art! That's a divine art that only high-ranking paladins know. Why would an evil god like you use it?"

"Because I am also a paladin."

Valensa continued to chuckle, and with a thought, she enveloped her entire body in divine particles, transforming them into silver armor, completing a one-click transformation from ranger knight to paladin:

"Demons, succubi, and vampires can all be paladins, so surely evil gods can too, right?"

"This is different!"

Savart Langdon became somewhat exasperated, even pointing at Valensa with a look of utter disappointment at the surging evil god power surrounding her:

"With such pure Chaos God power, you could easily accept the faith of the Abyss Spirit Society. It wouldn't be impossible for you to become an existence on par with the Sun Goddess... You could have absolute freedom, so why would you want to be the Sun Goddess's dog?"

"Because Her Majesty the Goddess is beautiful, is it wrong for me to admire her?"

Valensa scoffed at Savat Langdon's claims:

"In theory, people are absolutely equal, but what is the result? In fact, the vast majority of people are still dominated by a minority."

Gods may indeed be higher beings, but in terms of the social nature of intelligent beings, gods and humans are not so different... It is normal for the weak to rely on the strong.

"As the strongest being in this universe, it's not unreasonable for me to offer my loyalty and faith to the Sun Goddess in exchange for her favor and protection, is it?"

"……I see."

Savat Langdon took a deep breath:

"If I'm not mistaken... although you are an evil god of the Abyss Spirit Clan, you did not grow up in the negative space where the Abyss Spirit Clan lives. Instead, you were raised by humans for some reason... and the person who raised you was even a very devout believer in the Sun Goddess, right?"

Only in this way can you forcibly suppress your bloodline instincts... just like the new generation of vampires today, willingly falling into depravity!

"Hmph, whether I have fallen or evolved is none of your business to comment."

Valensa pouted:

"I'm not here to argue with you about these things... I'm here to negotiate!"

"...Negotiations?"

Upon hearing this, Savat Langdon quickly regained his composure, and his tone returned to its initial calm and even manner:

"So that's how it is... You deliberately disguised yourself as before to infiltrate this place, just to find something I care about deeply, and then force me to release the hostages after you've got it?"

"You're quite clever... No wonder you've been causing trouble for so many years without getting caught."

Valensa didn't hold back in praising Savart Langdon, raising an eyebrow as she did so:

"So what do you think of this condition? As long as you release all the hostages in the city, I will return this treasure to you... Of course, you must release the hostages first. I can swear to Her Majesty the Sun Goddess that I will never break my promise."

"This is impossible!"

Savat Langdon shook his head without even thinking.

"why?"

Valensa asked, puzzled:

"Don't you trust my oath to Her Majesty the Goddess as a paladin? Or do you really think I wouldn't dare to eat your treasure?"

As she spoke, Valensa opened her mouth again and, under Savat Langdon's twitching gaze, bit off a petal from the metal bud at the top of the golden torch, munching it on like a potato chip.

"...I still believe in the Holy Knight's oath to the Sun Goddess, and I also acknowledge the Abyss Evil God's ability to devour everything."

Savat Langdon took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and sneered:

"But with this condition, are you taking me for a fool? The only reason I'm able to hold off your three-way joint action team is because of these 100,000-plus hostages in the city! If you release all the hostages, what good will it do me to get that thing back? I'll just be surrounded and killed here by you anyway."

This must be your first time conducting this kind of negotiation, right? How ignorant... Don't you know that for a negotiation to succeed, both sides must feel that they can achieve their goals?

"And what good is it if only you, the paladin, keep your oath? There are so many experts from the Sage's Tower and the Merchant Alliance's army outside the city. Can you represent them all by yourself?"

"I……"

This time, Valensa was speechless... She was very unwilling, but she had to admit that Savat Langdon's words did make some sense.

"What do you want?"

After a few seconds of silence, Valensa said coldly:

"You absolutely have to release the hostages, or I'll eat your treasure right now!"

"Heh...you really aren't good at this kind of negotiation, little evil holy knight girl."

Savart Langdon scoffed:

"If I'm not mistaken, every time you do business with someone, the other person always ends up getting more benefits, right? I admit you're quite capable of creating this situation, but when it comes to negotiation... you're absolutely terrible."

"you……!"

Valensa almost snapped at him, but she quickly realized that the other party was probably trying to provoke her so that she would lose her temper and be at a greater disadvantage in the negotiations.

"Humph."

So Valensa simply nodded:

"Yes, you're right, I'm a complete novice when it comes to negotiations... So, how about you restore the magical communication between here and the outside world, and I'll have the higher-ups of the Joint Operations Team talk to you in person?"

Valensa expected Savart Langdon to make sarcastic remarks again, but to her surprise, Savart Langdon actually pondered for a few seconds seriously and nodded in agreement.

"can."

Savart Langdon then readily lifted the magical communication barrier between the city and the outside world, allowing Valensa to re-establish contact with the command center.

After learning about the situation on the ground, the negotiation expert brought in by the Chamber of Commerce finally had a chance to shine. Using Valencia as a human communication relay, he began to haggle with Savat Landon.

The two sides engaged in a heated debate, vying for every advantage in every detail, and finally managed to reach a condition that was acceptable to both sides.

Savat Langdon can release the hostages in the city first, but Valensa must not only return what she has stolen to him, but the entire joint operation team is also not allowed to launch an attack for the next hour. When the attack occurs after an hour, the Witch of Destruction, Elanfiel, is also not allowed to participate.

In short, Savat Langdon must have a chance to escape and complete his plan; otherwise, he would rather have those 100,000 hostages die with him!

Chapters 151-153 The Final Battle

With the terms agreed upon, the next step is execution.

Savat Langdon certainly had a lot of tricks up his sleeve and backup plans, but on the surface, he seemed to be carrying out the agreed-upon terms quite readily.

After the joint task force swore an oath to the Sun Goddess that they would keep their promise, Savat Langdon began releasing the hostages.

As agreed, he was to drive all the hostages toward the south gate. Valensa would only return the golden torch once all the hostages had left the south gate and were more than 2000 meters away from Poliland City, and at the same time begin the one-hour countdown for the joint operations team's attack.

Of course, when the hostages are released, all the undead outside the south gate of Poliland will be evacuated, and the Merchant Alliance's army and paladins will wait at the hostage evacuation point to rescue the hostages.

This will obviously be a rather long process, at least a few hours.

During this time, Valensa had to maintain a standoff with Savart Langdon, which inevitably became a bit boring. So Valensa tried to strike up a conversation with Savart Langdon, hoping to get some information out of him, such as what the off-white ball of light at the top of the golden torch was, or information about the Sin Angel.

However, Savat Langdon completely ignored Valensa, focusing intently on controlling the undead in the city, seemingly struggling as if a pretty woman was no match for the undead.