Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The knight went to a higher spot after leaving the interrogation room. The reception was a lot better there.
The truth was, communication devices were not permitted in many places of the Parthenon Temple.
Kris was having bad luck today. The Golden Sun Knight in charge of the City’s West was demoted the other day, so he was somehow affected too. He was allocated to the Hall of Faith to investigate some matter, but he knew he was being cast aside. He would be stuck here handling trivial matters for a year or two, and then be forgotten. He no longer had any chance to become a higher rank knight, let alone be appointed as the knight of a newly promoted Muse.
“It looks like I won’t have any chance of serving the Candidates for the rest of my life. I was hoping to be able to serve a Saintess as a Guardian Knight at least once,” Kris sighed. He did not think his luck would be so bad. The Golden Sun Knight he was assigned to recently was demoted so quickly!
Kris took out his phone as he was lost in his thoughts…
Knights were allowed to retrieve their personal belongings after beng dismissed from the Mountain of the Goddess. Kris knew he would never visit the Mountain of the Goddess again once they gave him his phone back.
Kris’ mind was still stuck with that terrible thought as he dialed the number.
“Brother Mo Fan, how did you know I’m back?” a joyful voice soon blurted out on the other side. Her voice was soothing, with a hint of unique affection for her caller. It felt like a warm breeze blowing into the knight’s ear.
“Ah, I don’t know what you are saying. A friend asked me to call this number,” Kris was a little shy when he realized it was a woman with a pleasant voice, and stammered a little.
Kris did not understand the language the woman was speaking. He subconsciously responded in Greek, with the unique slang of the people at the Parthenon Temple.
“You are?” the woman asked, speaking in Greek this time.
“I’m Kris, a Blue Star Knight. I was passing by the Hall of Faith’s interrogation room when I happened to stumble into your friend there. He asked me to call this number,” Kris said. He proceeded to describe Mo Fan’s appearance.
“Where are you now? I’ll be right over!” The woman’s voice sank.
“Ah, I’m at the Parthenon Temple. You can’t just come in here. You can wait for me at the foot of the mountain. I’ll come and pick you up.” Kris was a kind-hearted man. He was willing to lend others a hand even when he was facing a lot of problems.
“It’s fine, just tell me where you are,” the woman said.
“Oh, sure.”
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Kris waited there. He had been surprised when he heard the woman talking fluently in Greek. Somehow, her voice sounded familiar to him.
A moment later, Kris saw a sacred bird with a colorful tail flying down from the Mountain of the Goddess. Its elegant feathers left a sprinkling trail along the sky, which slowly dissipated in the air.
Kris was startled. Wasn’t that the mount that only the Saintesses were allowed to use? And only one of the Saintesses was using it.
“Didn’t she just return to the Mountain of the Goddess? Is she going out already?” Kris wondered in confusion. However, he soon let out a sigh. Why did it matter to him? He was already cast out of the Mountain of the Goddess. He had no chance of coming into close contact with the Saintess.
Kris suddenly noticed the sacred bird was not flying into the distance. It was diving right at him after crossing the gates of the Mountain of the Goddess instead.
Kris gasped, and stared at the handsome Rainbow Sacred Bird in disbelief.
Crystalline feathers drifted in the strong wind as the sacred bird landed in front of Kris, its head lifted up proudly. It was not willing to take a single glance at Kris, as if humans were an insignificant species in its eyes. Its natural nobility exuded a huge pressure.
Kris was lost in his thoughts for a moment, and was thunderstruck when he saw a woman on the Rainbow Sacred Bird. He quickly fell to one knee and lowered his head, almost knocking his head on his knee guard.
“Are you Kris, the Blue Star Knight?” the woman standing on the Rainbow Sacred Bird asked.
“Yes… I am… I had no idea the Saintess was coming. Please forgive my disrespectful behavior!” Kris’ mind was in a complete mess. He was only uttering the words subconsciously. The knights practiced the same phrases many times before joining the Hall of Knights.
“Is the person you mentioned in the interrogation room?” Xinxia asked.
“Ah? Yes, yes, are you the woman in the call…” Kris finally realized. No wonder her voice sounded so familiar, she was the Saintess!
Gods, did I just talk to the Saintess on the phone!?
“Please lead the way,” Xinxia instructed him.
“Oh, sure!” Kris was panicking like a little boy. He tried his best to control himself, yet he was far from the model of a calm and steady knight.
While Kris was leading the way, Tata had set up her wheelchair and helped Xinxia down from the sacred bird.
Tata pushed the wheelchair and followed after Kris. A Golden Sun Knight was walking beside Tata, too. He never spoke more than half a sentence, remaining a certain distance from Xinxia while eyes like an eagle were constantly scanning their surroundings. He did not lower his guard even when they were at the Parthenon Temple!
Kris took a sneaky glance at the Golden Sun Knight while turning the corner. He almost froze in his spot.
Wasn’t that the reputable Knight Apollo!?
Within the Hall of Knights, twelve knights were named after the Twelve Olympians. Among them, the Golden Sun Knights named after Apollo, Zeus, Hera, and Athena were comparable to the Golden Sun Combat Officer, Norman!
Attaining the titles of the Olympians was an utmost glory for the knights!
Apollo was currently the Saintess’ Guardian Knight. He was responsible for her safety at all times!
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The people of the Hall of Faith were badly startled by the sacred bird’s arrival.
“Your Honors, this is the Hall of Faith’s interrogation room. Please allow me to notify Priest Bude, he will be here shortly…” Mashatha was standing in front of the interrogation room’s entrance, and was stunned when she saw higher authorities arrive.
“Stand aside, it’s none of your business. You irresponsible girl!” Tata glared at Mashatha, who no longer dared to stop them.
“This is it,” Kris said.
A few people were around. They did not dare to make a single sound with Golden Sun Knight Apollo and Tata around, let alone looking at the Saintess and her veiled face!
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“Did you dial the number? His wounds are worsening, please hurry…” Mu Ningxue blurted out when she saw the Blue Star Knight. She paused when she saw an old woman pushing Xinxia in on her wheelchair.
Mu Ningxue immediately recognized her, even though her face was covered. Her face lightened up.
“Xinxia!” Mu Ningxue let out a relieved sigh when she saw Xinxia. She said, “Mo Fan was injured by a Demon Judgment Sword. His body temperature is rising a lot. He’s starting to lose consciousness.”
Mu Ningxue did not expect Mo Fan’s injuries to worsen so quickly. She had underestimated the Demon Judgment Sword. Mo Fan had been restless like a tiger just a moment ago, and was now a patient with a high fever. Mu Ningxue was already planning to force her way out if no one showed up soon!
Xinxia’s expression shifted when she saw Mo Fan’s injuries.
“I’ll take care of him. The Demon Judgment Sword has a blood scorching effect. I have to use Water Magic to get rid of its residue before treating his injuries.” Tata entered the room before Xinxia.
Someone sensibly removed the magic formation protecting the room. Tata walked up to Mo Fan and placed her hand on his chest. She said while Channeling her magic, “I seriously don’t understand; why must you, an Advanced Mage go provoke a Super Light Mage and not treat your injuries seriously? If we were a few hours late, the Demon Judgment Sword could easily claim your life. Do you understand!?”
“Xuexue, why…why does your voice sound so horrible all of a sudden? You sound like…a fierce old woman…” Mo Fan said half-consciously.
Xinxia almost burst into tears of laughter after hearing the words. Was he seriously still in the mood of joking around?
“Brother Mo Fan, it’s me, Xinxia,” Xinxia was beside Mo Fan, and reached out to touch his hand. It was scorching hot, like heated metal!
“Xinxia, you’re here… I’m so tired, help me massage my back, it’s a little sore,” Mo Fan did not have a clear head. He thought Xinxia was the only person in the room.
Tata almost changed her mind. Did the little jerk’s brain overheat or something? Couldn’t he see the situation they were in? Was he really asking the Saintess of the Parthenon Temple to massage his back in front of the others?
“Don’t worry, the kid might suffer if he was somewhere else, but he’s here at the Parthenon Temple, and with me healing him, these injuries aren’t too much of a problem. You can all wait outside,” Tata said confidently.
Xinxia looked at Mu Ningxue and asked nervously, “What happened?”
“Let’s talk on the side,” Mu Ningxue rose to her feet. She naturally took charge of the wheelchair and pushed it out of the room. The room was oddly cold.
The Golden Sun Knight observed Xinxia’s reaction, and withdrew his menacing gaze after noticing she did not reject the move.