Four Split Personalities

Although Motan wasn’t too happy about her earlier irreverent actions, as a Knight who seemed to be visiting the City of Light for the first time, she still enthusiastically offered many useful suggestions.

What a...warm-hearted good Samaritan, and one who explains things from all directions too!

Motan was shocked at the time and it took her a moment to respond before shaking her head, "No, actually I..."

"I’m sorry, you’re a good person."

"Uh?"

"But I already have a girlfriend."

"Eh?"

"That’s right, I really don’t like men, of course, I can’t say I’m extremely fond of women either. Anyway, I appreciate your kindness, let’s leave it at that."

"Wait a minute..."

"I’m Yizou, Yizou Jerrett, all right, then goodbye."

The half-dragon Knight named Yizou said this and then turned and walked towards the church entrance.

"I’m here to find Her Highness Xia Lian."

Seeing that this lady didn’t seem to be listening to her at all, Motan had to quickly get to the point, "She asked me to come and see her when I had time today, so..."

"Her Highness Xia Lian?"

The female Knight spun around quickly and rushed to Motan’s face, exclaiming in astonishment, "You’re Hei Fan, the senior?!"

Motan was somewhat taken aback and responded with a ’huh,’ then waved her hands, "I am indeed Hei Fan, but not the senior..."

"It really is you!"

Yizou’s eyes sparkled as she grasped Motan’s sleeves, her voice a secretive whisper, "You’re the Hei Fan who turned the tide in Misha County?!"

"Uh... I keep saying I’m not a senior..."

"The Hei Fan who commanded troops like a deity?!"

"No, no, no, that’s too exaggerated."

"The Hei Fan who led a large number of low-rank professionals and civilians to exterminate tens of thousands of monsters?!"

"We also suffered heavy losses."

"The Hei Fan who has an old romance with the Saintess Wang Yu?!"

"Where on earth did you hear all this..."

"Her Highness Xia Lian told me a lot about you, senior. Oh right, I’ll take you to see Her Highness right away!"

The half-dragon Knight excitedly grabbed Motan’s sleeve and strode towards the Great Cathedral, "I previously thought you had to be at least three meters tall, with a head bigger than a grinding disc, and lots of eyes and ears."

Motan: "..."

"Aren’t all commanders like that? All-knowing and all-hearing, and clever too."

"Miss, you’re approaching this from the wrong angle..."

"Ah, actually, I was just trying to make a joke to cover up the earlier awkwardness."

"Miss, your sense of humor could use some work..."

...

Ten minutes later

In front of the prayer room of Dusk’s Glory, on the seventh floor of the Dawn Great Cathedral

Knock, knock, knock~

Yizou Jerrett, an advanced stage Holy Knight of the Church of the Dawn, gently knocked on the room door.

"Is it Yizou? Let Hei Fan in, then you go get busy."

Xia Lian’s gentle and amiable voice came from behind the door.

"Yes, Your Highness the Saintess."

The female Knight stepped back half a pace, signaling that Hei Fan could enter.

And then...

Then Hei Fan entered.

This was an extremely spacious prayer room, where a faint golden halo was omnipresent yet elusive, shining upon the statue of the Goddess. It made her look like she was bathing in a warm sunset, which also bathed the whole room in a tranquil golden hue.

"This is the prayer room that symbolizes the light of dusk. Stand there quietly and wait until I finish my prayer."

A soft voice arose next to Motan’s ear. He looked carefully and saw the Elf Holy Woman, dressed in a snow-white gown, kneeling in front of the statue. Her slender, pale (and incredibly strong) hands were crossed in front of her chest, and her serene face was set off by the ’Glow of Dusk’ into a holy and tranquil visage. She prayed devoutly, whispering in her melodious and sweet voice, "Great Goddess, please heed my prayer, bestow Redemption upon the lost lamb, please fulfill my obsession, let my cup size be at least two-thirds that of Wang Yu’s..."

[Hey! Your style is completely off now! Is the Great Goddess really going to bestow that kind of Redemption? If I remember correctly, she’s just like you! And why, despite your style breaking down like this, am I not at all surprised? You’re a Saintess, please pay some attention to your image, for heaven’s sake! You’re about to lose face for the whole Church of the Dawn! Why have I been constantly criticizing you, you heartless person!]

Motan was furiously howling inside his heart, but on the outside, he wore a completely vacant expression devoid of any dreams—a salted... cough, whatever it was.

[It’s salted fish, isn’t it! You mean to say salted fish, damn it!]

Mmm.

[You shamelessly admitted it!!]

Mmm.

...

Five seconds later

After finishing her prayer, Xia Lian stood up and turned to Motan with a smile, "Thank you for waiting~"

"It wasn’t long, just a bit weary in my heart."

Due to their familiar relationship, Motan didn’t stand on ceremony with Xia Lian, and along with Yu Chen, they seemed less like mentor and apprentice, superior and subordinate, and more like close friends when in private.

"Don’t look at me with that ’you’re asking to be struck by lightning’ gaze. The Goddess doesn’t mind, so you shouldn’t worry so much." Xia Lian shook her long hair, crossed her arms, and stretched her well-shaped but slightly flat back, then walked over to the large french window behind the statue and beckoned Motan over: "Come here."

Motan approached as quietly as possible and then saw the unbelievable scene before him. Even though it was morning, the City of Light outside was enveloped in a glow of the setting sun, magnificent and splendid.

"This is the power of God."

Xia Lian watched Motan’s surprised expression for a moment, satisfied with his reaction, and said, "Here, in this place that symbolizes the light of dusk, you can only see dusk. There is also a prayer room below that symbolizes the light of stars, where it is always night. Amazing, isn’t it?"

"Yes, a true miracle."

"No, to be precise, it’s a divine miracle."

Xia Lian laughed heartily and then with a wave of her hand, dispelled the lingering afterglow around the Goddess statue, revealing a long table previously hidden by the glow. On the table lay a feather pen made of secret gold, a copious number of swirling God Power Marks, and a girl.

"Yu...uh, Wang Yu!"

Motan darted next to the table to get a close look at the girl lying there with her hands crossed over her chest, wearing a snow-white Saintess Robe, seemingly asleep; it was Yu Chen.

Xia Lian walked over too, gently touched the girl’s smooth forehead, and said with a smile to Motan, "In front of me, you can call her ’Yu Chen’, you’ve done it before anyway."

Motan nodded slightly and then asked softly, "How is she doing?"

"Fairly stable, the Pope and several high-ranking officials on par with me have examined her. The only conclusion we have so far is that ’her life is temporarily out of danger.’ As for how to wake her up, everyone is at a loss."

Xia Lian shrugged and spread her hands, "There’s nothing we can do; apart from myself and the Pope, no one else understands the situation. It’s only natural that they treat the Dark Divine Power within her as a kind of ’rebuke’, just like mine, and thus can’t come up with any constructive conclusions."

"But you said before that there was..."

"Indeed, I have an idea, but it’s just my own for now, I haven’t discussed it with anyone else."

Xia Lian touched Yu Chen’s cheek softly and said in a low voice, "In short, I need to confirm something with you first."

"What is it?"

"Wang Yu... she’s also a favored one of the Dark Goddess Delia, right?"

Chapter 504: The End