Four Split Personalities

Yu Chen actually had no objections and even nodded approvingly, "That’s great, after all our main task later is to escape."

[Her Highness the Saintess is straightforward and pure, speaks her mind, and doesn’t care about the secular gaze, truly a role model for us all.]

Tero devoutly made the sign of the Dawn Emblem on his chest.

"Haha, Her Highness the Saintess is wise~"

Fire Tongs chuckled, then looked at Tero proudly, obviously catching the dissatisfaction in his eyes before, and then winking and asking Yu Chen, "I wonder how old Her Highness the Saintess is this year?"

Yu Chen was startled for a moment, "Eh? I just turned twenty..."

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

Fire Tongs clapped his hands in delight, excitedly saying, "My great-nephew who lives in the Holy City is just over twenty too, that lad is a devout believer of the goddess from your sect, really old devout, excessively devout, and the young man is also quite good-looking. Ah, he has less than half of dwarf ancestry, about your height, maybe we could have a meal together sometime...?"

Tero twitched at the corner of his eyes, cleared his throat, and said, "Hammer Stone elder, that might not be quite appropriate."

"What’s inappropriate about it?"

Fire Tongs glared, waving the string of whips... engineering detonators loudly said, "My nephew is really old devout! He is now a prospective knight of the Dawn Sect, with a face even squarer than yours!"

Tero’s mouth twitched, completely unable to comprehend why having a face squarer than his own would be something to be proud of.

"So, you see, we are all people of the Dawn Sect, the water doesn’t flow to outsiders’ fields, right?"

Fire Tongs became more and more excited, dancing and jumping around joyfully, "Her Highness Wang Yu isn’t like Her Highness Xia Lian, that brute force mother... cough, cough, she’s not the type skilled in martial arts, so surely she needs someone to protect her, right? My nephew might be young and inexperienced, but he is about to advance to middle level knight, his potential is unlimited."

We’re all from the Dawn Sect?

We?

Does this man have no shame?

Terror mixed with dread, Tero glanced at the filthy Justice Emblem on Fire Tongs’s chest, instinctively stepped in front of Yu Chen, fearing that a divine punishment from the heavens would cook Fire Tongs and consequently affect Her Highness the Saintess.

Yet, nothing happened...

Not even a rumble of thunder...

What’s going on? Is the god of Justice that generous? Your Holy Knight just said ’we’re from the Dawn Sect’!

Tero, who spent most of his time like a diligent ascetic honing his skills, was completely baffled.

Fire Tongs didn’t bother with him and just kept ogling Yu Chen.

Honestly, ignoring that earlier comment ’we’re from the Dawn Sect’, the words of this high level Holy Knight actually made sense. His great-nephew, who’s just over twenty and about to advance to middle rank Holy Knight, indeed showed promising potential. Considering Tero was nearly forty and still a middle rank, and couldn’t even touch the threshold of high rank, it was clear that the young man had commendable talents.

But...

"That is, thank you for your kindness,"

Yu Chen bowed awkwardly, murmuring softly, "But I, um, I already..."

"What?"

The few whispered words that followed completely baffled Fire Tongs, a high-level knight.

Yu Chen, her face blushing furiously, struggled for awhile, then finally stammered, "I already have... have a boyfriend."

Fire Tongs blinked, "Ah huh?"

"So..."

Yu Chen, not particularly skilled in turning people down, was about to cry, her face full of conflict as she said, "So I appreciate the thought."

It finally dawned on Fire Tongs, who scratched his head and turned to Tero, asking, "So, what’s the deal with Her Highness the Saintess’s boyfriend? Is he more outstanding than my great-nephew?"

The latter, calm as still waters, ignored him.

Thus Fire Tongs turned back to Yu Chen, "Is your boyfriend more outstanding than my great-nephew?"

This question is quite shameless...

But Hammer Stone is just that kind of personality. You can say he’s straightforward or that he’s a bit dense. Either way, this high-level Holy Knight didn’t mean any harm; at best, he just spoke without thinking. In the Justice Sect, this wasn’t a big deal, but to others, it might seem over the top. For example, Tero now kind of wanted to hit someone, although if it really came down to a fight, he would definitely be the one getting thrashed.

"I..."

Yu Chen opened his mouth, but he had barely spoken a word when he was interrupted.

"I think that boyfriend could not compare to your nephew."

Motan walked up from behind with a smile, shrugged at Hammer Stone, and said, "But that man is, after all, Her Highness the Saintess’s childhood friend. I guess he wouldn’t plan on letting go no matter what."

Upon turning around and seeing Motan, Hammer Stone laughed out loud and held up the bundle of detonators in his hand as he saluted Motan, "Good day, Black Vatican Priest. May victory and courage be at your side."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Hammer Stone."

Motan gave a wide smile and then mockingly saluted Yu Chen, who was almost burying his head in his chest, before continuing to speak to Hammer Stone, "Just call me Black Vatican. By rank, I am but a common Priest."

Hammer Stone shook his head like a bobble-headed doll and waved his hand: "You are too modest, Black Vatican Priest! I heard about your great achievements as soon as I arrived. Xia Lian has good taste indeed, and the Church of the Dawn is lucky. Ah, if only you were born in our Justice Sect. With your recent military achievements in Misha County, the Pope might have directly appointed you as a high priest!"

"You jest~"

Motan gracefully shook his head and chuckled, "I’ve only done my best under the guidance of the goddess."

Hammer Stone smacked his lips, "Too modest, you really are too modest! Ah, if my nephew had half your success and humility, that’d be something. That harebrained fool, shunning our fine Justice Sect to meddle with the Dawn Religion—just because they have more girls over there, not afraid of turning himself into a sissy."

Tero: "..."

Motan: "..."

Yu Chen: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

How can this guy be so annoying!?

"Seriously, when I get back I must have a serious talk with that stinky boy, tell him about what you’ve been up to lately, let him truly understand that there are always bigger fish." Hammer Stone rubbed his big nose, full of frustration, then shifted the conversation and amiably said to Motan with a playful face, "Well then, Black Vatican Priest, I think with your capabilities, plus the endorsement of Xia Lian, you’re bound to be heavily utilized by the Dawn Religion once you return to the City of Light. Could you maybe help pull some strings for my good-for-nothing nephew? Perhaps let him serve as your Guard Knight or something?"

"Pfft~"

Yu Chen couldn’t help but burst out laughing, and even Tero struggled to keep a straight face, finding this idea-juggling fellow utterly ridiculous.

Motan seriously pondered for a moment and then slightly shook his head, "That won’t be suitable."

Hammer Stone eagerly looked at him, "What’s wrong with it?"

Motan candidly replied, "I’m afraid he might compete with me for my girlfriend."

"He wouldn’t dare!"

Hammer Stone blew his beard and brandished the string of firecrackers in his hand, proclaiming, "A beauty is only worthy of the strong!"

Black Vatican grinned and then winked at Yu Chen, "Well, you’re safe now."

"I kick!"

The girl, her face flushed red, kicked Motan hard.

Hammer Stone just stood there dumbfounded, unconsciously let out a "Huh?"

Tero rolled his eyes and pointing at Motan said, "The Black Vatican Priest is the boyfriend the Saintess just mentioned."

Hammer Stone: "Actually, my nephew likes men..."

Bang!!

A Half-beast warrior woman, over three meters tall and seemingly with some mammoth lineage, stomped on Hammer Stone and patted the rhino-like giant beast beside her as she bowed to Yu Chen, "We should set off now, Your Highness the Saintess."

Behind her, the elite soldiers of the joint forces, about twenty strong, had already assembled.

That is the earlier mentioned—Princess Guard.

Chapter 421: The End