Inside the luxurious carriage, Lette lay sprawled on the velvet cushions with his legs crossed, taking up most of the carriage space.
Along with the teapot set on the wooden table, Emily could only curl up in the corner.
Under the escort of the disciplinary Black Knight, they had already left the Holy Grant Duchy and were heading towards the most sacred Holy City of the Holy Light Church.
Because the triennial Holy Presence Day was approaching, there was no shortage of pilgrims traveling to the Holy City from all over the continent.
At least on this journey, Lette and his group encountered several of them.
The conspicuous attire of the disciplinary Black Knight attracted a lot of attention. But truly dazzling was definitely this luxury carriage in the middle of the procession.
After all, the disciplinary Black Knight usually escorted criminals and prisoners, being someone's guard was indeed a first-time thing.
"Your Highness!"
The Knight Captain's voice came from outside the carriage: "Ahead is Linsaint Watchtower, should we resupply at the nearby Linta Town?"
"No need..."
"Yes!"
Emily almost cried out: "My legs are numb! Also, I need... I need a bathroom break!"
Lette sighed helplessly: "Alright, let's take a short break and resupply a bit."
The Knight Captain quickly gestured to the team, indicating for them to turn into Linta Town.
The Holy Light Church had no territories; their only land could probably be called the Holy City, the largest city in the world.
To prevent unnecessary conflicts, various national powers surrounding the Holy City had voluntarily demarcated some land as buffer zones for their pilgrim groups to rest when heading to the Holy City.
Over time, these buffer zones connected into a large ring-shaped area surrounding the Holy City, known as the Lingsheng District.
Because the boundary of the Lingsheng District was not a national border, there was no so-called border fortress. Instead, there were towering watchtowers.
The pilgrims mostly used the watchtower as the first target point, gathering here to rest and replenish. Thus, small towns around the watchtower gradually formed.
During the triennial Holy Presence Ceremony, these Linta Towns became the busiest and most prosperous days.
At this time, the towns were overcrowded, and if you arrived late, you could only camp outside.
But the disciplinary Black Knight naturally didn't need to worry about this; wherever they passed, both devout believers and opportunistic merchants would bow to the ground.
The Holy Guards stationed at the watchtower were also in a state of fear, kneeling in front of the tower early to await inspection.
"Are you the captain of the guard here?"
"Yes, sir! My name is William, and I am wholeheartedly at your service."
The Knight Captain nodded slightly: "I am Kertes, the Judgement Court Punishment Corps Fourth Rank Knight Captain, undertaking a top-secret mission from the Black robed Archbishop Saint Punishment Elson.
Now, in the name of the Judgement Court, I temporarily requisition your camp, including all Holy Guards, yourself included.
Any problems?"
"It is our great honor to serve the Judgement Court!"
"Very well. Now, the first order, clear a ten-meter radius outside the camp completely, allowing no one to approach. Also, form patrol teams for twenty-four prayer time patrols!"
"Forget it."
Lette had already jumped down from the carriage by this time, waving at them: "This town is so small, do you intend to drive everyone out?
I'm not one to avoid being seen, let them look if they want to."
"But Your Highness, there's the safety issue..."
"Can you stop anything that threatens my safety? Just find a place to set up camp and take a good rest."
"Yes!"
Emily also exited the carriage at this moment, rubbing her numb legs.
She had been pampered from childhood, had never suffered much, and was a physically weak mage.
Count Lawrence had specially prepared the most comfortable carriage for her when she left, yet Lette had enjoyed it all.
What she found most unacceptable was that he allowed that Enchanting Demon to possess her body.
Though in the name of protection, having an extra person in her body felt odd.
After a brief rest, Emily, having some leisure, wandered around the camp.
Seeing the bustling crowd outside the camp and the diversified attire of the pilgrims, she felt a sense of novelty. But what followed closely was a strong homesickness.
"Feeling homesick? No wonder, this is your first time leaving home after all."
Emily shuddered instinctively, still not used to another person's voice suddenly popping up in her head.
"Lilith, can't you give a little warning before speaking next time?"
"Hehehe, nope. After all, I am a Demon, did you expect me to be considerate?"
"Speaking of which, I've been wanting to ask you, why do you, as a Demon, follow Lette's orders so willingly? Though he's more demonic than a demon, he's essentially a Holy Knight."
Lilith chuckled slightly: "This is quite interesting. Several years ago, Lette suddenly appeared in the vision of the Hell Demons.
He used soul contracts to sell his soul to various Demons from the hell dimensions.
Back then, those Demons didn't think much of it, after all, selling one's soul to Demons was simply hell's daily life."
"Wait! He's only one person, how did he sign so many soul contracts?"
Lilith sighed: "That I do not know, I also asked him, and he said he found a loophole in the contract.
Though I'm unsure of the principle, he has indeed sold his soul many times.
This led to a mystery about the ownership of his soul if he died.
Originally, this matter wasn't significant; in the end, it's just one person's soul. In hell, it's only worth a few copper pesos.
But later, he did things even Demons couldn't tolerate, causing his soul's value in hell to surge.
Three Demon God Kings publicly declared ownership of his soul, and two Demon God Emperors built a Lost Paradise specifically for him. Countless Demons were immensely resentful and vowed to torment his soul properly.
He hasn't died yet, and hell, due to the ownership issues of his soul, has had at least four wars over it, with numerous casualties..."
Emily shivered: "What did he do?"
"Hmm... Including but not limited to, using the power of contracts to summon two Demons and make them fight, which Lette called the hell cricket fighting.
He also live-broadcasted to hell through an array and encouraged some Demons to open bets on who would win or lose.
He also summoned demons to make up the numbers for daily tasks of the Holy Light Church when needed.
Summoned common demons, forced them to reveal their weaknesses, and compiled them into books submitted to the church for various task rewards.
He summoned enchanting demons out of boredom, asking them to sing and dance for entertainment.
Due to lacking money, he summoned a group of demons as laborers and acted as a contractor to embezzle their wages.
He summoned a Hell Hound to find his other pair of socks.
He summoned a Purgatory Flame Demon, letting it lie down as a barbecue grill...
There are others so mean, I can't even mention them."
Emily's eyelid twitched, how mean must someone be for demons to be unwilling to mention it?
"How did you end up by his side?"
"This..."
At this moment, the Knight Captain came to Emily's side: "Miss Emily, His Highness requests your presence."
Lilith laughed heartily: "Just right, you can ask him about the rest, see how he explains."