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"Now that you have seen the Holy Maiden, why do you not worship her?"

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Unstoppable Momentum

The Templar Knights outside the square knelt on one knee, making way for the saintess's procession. They listened to the sound of horses' hooves passing by, bowing their heads in awe, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Even the residents along the street stopped to worship upon seeing this grand spectacle.

As this situation spread, the infamous reputation of the Holy Maiden of Light and her knights for their brutality quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of the Holy City.

But that didn't matter to Ella. What mattered was that no one dared to block her way on the road to the White Tower.

In prosperous times, benevolent governance is practiced; in chaotic times, severe punishments are employed. If the situation on the mainland were still peaceful, Ella would not mind slowly maneuvering with the three major families.

But even if the world isn't in chaos, at least the three major human empires are embroiled in war, and the situation is tense. If she continues to linger and get involved with these people, she might not even have secured the position of Holy Lord by the time Loren is razed.

Elder Penrose's presence was clearly a show of force from the three major families to Ella, and also a test of her abilities.

Therefore, Ella made her stance clear: she was there to seize power, and anyone who dared to obstruct her would be killed.

The captain, Julius, never expected that this young and beautiful Holy Maiden of Light, who had spoken so kindly and gently, would order the killings without batting an eye.

It seems that the rumors I heard before, that she was involved in the internal strife in the Royal City of Loren, were not false.

But upon closer examination, this tough style might actually be more suitable for the current situation.

Julius pondered, glancing at Ella. The girl's lovely face still wore a charming smile, but now, looking at her deep red pupils, they seemed to hold a hint of mystery.

Upon reaching the pilgrimage square below the White Tower, the Templar Knights guarding the gate instinctively wanted to stop the large, imposing group, but after seeing Julius, who was leading the way, shake his head at him, he stepped back and knelt down.

As a gatekeeper, one must be observant and perceptive. Under normal circumstances, stopping someone might be worthwhile to improve one's image with the authorities, but seeing the oppressive atmosphere and the hostile intent, and knowing that such an action could cost one's life, it's not worth it.

The square gates slowly opened, revealing the vast and towering white tower, and the magnificent statue of the God of Light located beneath it was also unveiled.

In the previous life's decisive battle in the Holy City, Ye Xiao saw Ella sitting on that statue in the same spot.

The same scene, different identities, the two images connected across time and space, made Ella feel a little inexplicably sentimental.

However, it wasn't exactly a pleasant memory; it was more of a memorable scene.

At the same time, behind the statue, several priests in white robes led a large group of believers out in a hurry, revealing their figures.

The Templars and Arcane Mages urgently dispatched from various parts of the city also surrounded the White Tower. Now that they had arrived at the White Tower, whatever trump cards the three major families had, they should play them now.

"Your Holiness—"

With this powerful opening statement, an elderly man dressed in fine clothes and with a dignified face stepped out of the crowd: "The history of the Holy Temple spans more than ten thousand years. Since the White Tower of our Lord stood on the earth, no one has ever led an army to set foot on this sacred land."

"We know you are powerful, but it is not advisable to allow the blood aura of that weapon to invade the divine realm..."

"who are you?"

Ella interrupted the old man with a disdainful look in her eyes.

The old man, whose words were abruptly interrupted, paused for a moment, but then calmed himself down and gave his name.

"...I am Theodore Holica, the current guardian of the White Tower."

“Your Holiness, he belongs to the Holica family, who guard the White Tower. This family was entrusted with a great responsibility by our Lord at the founding of the Holy Temple, and has guarded the White Tower for generations.”

Julius, sitting on his winged horse, quietly explained to Ella.

He couldn't figure out Ella's plans yet, so he decided to act as a character introducer for the time being.

"Guardians of the White Tower?"

Ella raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Exactly."

The old man leaned on his cane, his expression solemn, his posture upright.

"Orfindo, write it down."

"Yes."

These familiar words suddenly gave Julius a bad feeling.

Oh no, the Holy Maiden wouldn't need even this...

"Ye Xiao".

"exist."

"Execution."

"As ordered."

At the command, Ye Xiao stepped forward without hesitation, his long sword flashing from its sheath.

Theodore never expected that the saintess would try to kill him after exchanging less than two words with him; his composure instantly turned into panic.

But he wasn't a priest like Penrose who only knew how to talk big. He suddenly slammed his staff into the ground, and a golden magic circle opened up beneath his feet.

A barrier of holy light appeared, and Ye Xiao's usually invincible blade was blocked at this moment.

"Keng"

A crisp sound echoed across the square. Seeing that he had blocked Ye Xiao's knife, Sirio breathed a sigh of relief, but his face immediately turned gloomy.

"Outrageous! This is right beneath the White Tower of the Holy City, right before the statue of my supreme deity!! How dare you act so violently!?..."

"extraordinary?"

However, Ella looked at the thick holy light and only sighed softly, revealing a slight regret, "What a pity."

As the melodious words, like those of a lark, lingered in the air, Ye Xiao's lips moved slightly, and he softly recited a few characters that were difficult for others to hear. Suddenly, the long sword he had sheathed at his waist was enveloped by an invisible ripple.

When the cold light was drawn again, a barely perceptible disturbance appeared in the swirling air.

Sirio hadn't expected this guy to try again after failing with his first strike, so he immediately glared at him and prepared to unleash a new spell.

But before he could finish reciting the incantation, the thick barrier of holy light in front of him was shattered in two.

Then, as if a gentle breeze had blown across his body, he stood there, gripping his cane, when suddenly a thin line of blood appeared from his forehead to his lower abdomen.

A long trench appeared beneath his feet, extending just below the statue of the God of Light before stopping.

"click"

Then the "Guardian," who had just been solemn, was split in two, and the splattered blood caused many priests around who had never seen such a bloody scene to scream.

Yes, many priests who reside in the holy city have never actually witnessed any bloodshed. Most people simply live their lives bathed in the holy light emanating from the white tower, praying devoutly every day.

This horrifying scene was clearly beyond their comprehension, and some people were even so frightened that they fainted.

That Sirio, that dignified man who devoted himself to meditation under the White Tower Square every day, was actually murdered so bloodily and cruelly?

Chapter 100 Using Their Own Methods

"I thought this was common sense, but now it seems I need to remind everyone."

Ye Xiao shook off the blood from the knife and sheathed it.

He stood beside the saintess's mount with a calm expression. Although he was wearing white armor, a symbol of the sanctuary, he perfectly embodied the image of an evil villain's lackey.

"The Holy Maiden is the chosen one appointed by our Lord. To question the Holy Maiden is to question our Lord."

"Even so, you can't just kill someone outright!?"

A young priest, his legs trembling with fear, knelt on the ground, pointing at Ye Xiao and shouting, "Elder Sirio is someone everyone reveres! You, you, you... how could you..."

"So you mean that questioning my Lord is not a capital offense?"

Ye Xiao glanced at the man indifferently, then placed his hand back on the hilt of his knife.

"Then it seems your faith isn't very strong either."

"Alas!"

The young priest turned pale with fright when Ye Xiao glared at him.

"Ahem, Mr. Ye..."

Julius could no longer stand by and watch, fearing that this guy might kill someone again at the slightest provocation.

Eliminating the obstructors with swift and decisive action is one thing, but these wailing young priests are simply naive and, to some extent, innocent; they don't really deserve to be executed.

However, given his status, he couldn't easily persuade the Holy Maiden, so he could only pat Ye Xiao on the shoulder and say, "Calm down, it doesn't have to be like this."

"I have remained calm throughout. I am only responsible for carrying out the Holy Maiden's orders."

Ye Xiao said expressionlessly.

Julius then looked at Ella with a hint of pleading in his eyes, a look of helplessness on his face.

Seemingly noticing the reluctance in Julius's eyes, Ella nodded slightly with an arrogant expression.

Ye Xiao then lowered his hand from the hilt of the knife, no longer fixing his gaze on the pitiful priest who was so frightened he could barely breathe.

"call……"

Julius was also puzzled. He should have been the strongest person present, but the oppressive aura emanating from the Holy Maiden and her attendant knights made him feel incredibly nervous.

The crowd was still in turmoil when Julius saw this and quickly stomped his foot on the ground. An invisible pressure spread out from beneath his feet, instantly covering the entire area.

"Quiet, everyone. I am Julius, the First Knight Commander, here to welcome the Holy Maiden to assume the throne, bearing the decree of the current Holy Lord."

"Your Majesty is chosen by God, and it is your destiny to inherit the position of Holy Lord. It is also the arrangement of our Lord. I urge all brothers and sisters to act with caution."

The fact that such a large group of priests dared to stand in front of the White Pagoda clearly indicates that someone was secretly stirring up trouble.

"Are you kidding me? What kind of saintess would kill so ruthlessly?!"

Sure enough, no sooner had Julius finished speaking than someone in the crowd shouted, "I've long heard that this so-called saintess has an illegitimate background. Now it seems, how can the future of the Holy Temple be good if such a person leads it?!"

"presumptuous!!"

Julius immediately roared, "Who is this bastard? Is he crazy? How dare he escalate the conflict here?"

But like a stone thrown into a still pond, some hot-blooded young priests echoed the sentiment, and the crowd stirred and surrounded Ella and her entourage.

Meanwhile, atop the White Tower, the high-ranking members of the three major families, seated in the council hall, gazed at the bustling crowds below through the windows, each displaying a distinct expression.

"Hehehe, reckless, foolish."

Razius of the Holy Lance family gazed at the ant-like crowd, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I thought this saintess from Loren would have some clever methods, but she's just an easily angered barbarian."

The head of the Holy Ring family, Rossia, dressed in an expensive velvet gown, also swirled her wine glass, her lips slightly parted.

"Simply killing those who block your way may seem like a simple and direct way to achieve your goal, but in reality, it will only backfire."

"Faith is both faith in God and faith between people. She can kill one or two, but can she kill all the restless believers in the whole city?"

"It seems we won't be able to use our trump card."

Among them, only the patriarch of the Holy Box family, Regli, frowned, sensing that things might not be so simple.

For the three major families, forcibly confronting the Holy Maiden by force is actually the worst option. Not to mention the Holy Maiden's increasingly terrifying strength as rumors have spread, the First Knights Order is not someone they can easily subdue.

The crucial military power that the Holy Lord left to the Holy Maiden, while depriving him of his self-protection, made the Holy Maiden's entry into the city an extremely difficult move to handle.

Therefore, using public opinion as a means of confrontation was a tactic they devised under these circumstances.

……

Back at the foot of the White Tower, the crowd's loud cheers attracted other believers from outside the street, and more and more people gathered in the city center.

"Quiet! Everyone, be quiet!"

Julius had no choice but to send his knights to spread out and suppress the believers who were gradually turning into a riot.

He dared not look at the expression on the saintess's face behind him, for fear of witnessing her anger and ordering the slaughter of everyone present.

The Holy Maiden is indeed chosen by God, but believers are still human after all. The rumors and arguments about the Holy Maiden being an evil god, which had been deliberately fueled by the three major families and accumulated within the city, finally erupted at this moment, becoming the emotions used to manipulate the crowd.

"Evil god! Witch!! God, have you witnessed this tragic scene...?"

"We admire the light and must not allow such a person to ascend the throne!"

"If you've got the guts, kill me too! I'm willing to sacrifice myself for the sake of the Holy Light's purity!!"

Despite the foul language coming from all around, Ella remained unmoved, not even raising an eyebrow.