Under the radiant Holy Light, everyone saw the Holy Sword that had troubled the Church Court's upper echelons for three years being slowly drawn out.
At the same time, the Holy Bell of the Holy Capital Cathedral began to swing wildly, emitting deafening rumbles!
On the main churches of the Red Robed Holy Hall, the White Robe Cathedral, and the Black Robed Holy Hall, a huge halo of Holy Light emerged, seemingly resonating with the light pillar at the East Gate.
The prisoners in the Iron Tower Prison of the Judgement Court wailed and cried in agitation!
The Holy Relics enshrined in the Heroic Spirit Hall of the Holy Knights buzzed and trembled endlessly!
The entire Holy City seemed to have been activated by some unknown switch and suddenly became lively.
The source of all this disturbance stemmed from Lette and his Sin Light Holy Sword.
Flander was shocked watching all of this, feeling incredibly flustered.
Could it be, could he really pull it out?
Just as Lette was about to succeed, another beam of Holy Light descended from the sky, enveloping Lette!
This Holy Light was unprecedentedly pure white, resonating with the divine power of the Law!
"It's the Light God! A miracle of the Light God has appeared!"
Flander hurriedly called for the New Church believers to kneel and pray devoutly.
"Great Light God, you truly haven't abandoned your believers!"
At this, the Knight Captain wavered: "Could it be that the New Church can really summon the favor of the Divine? How can this be!?
But... why does it seem like Lord Wright isn't affected at all?"
"I figured it out!"
Emily clapped her hands: "It's the Holy Shackles! The Holy Shackles Seal on Lette hasn't been lifted! The God cannot establish a link with him!"
"Holy Shackles? Is His Highness burdened with such a thing?"
Kaelster was quite shocked, but then thought: "But that's not right! The Holy Shackles can only isolate the connection between Divine Officers and believers, it can't block divine punishment!
Has His Highness's strength become so terrifying that even the divine can't do anything?"
Basking in the Holy Light, Lette smiled contemptuously.
"She and you are on the same level of power, and she can't handle me. What can you do? But since you chose to act, you must pay the price!!"
Lette abruptly pulled out the Sin Light Holy Sword, then turned and slashed skyward with the Holy Light!
The Holy Light Sword Arc, accompanied by a sharp wail, ascended against the light, cleaving the Holy Light imbued with the power of the Law in two!
A muffled groan echoed from high above, followed by the shattering of the vast Holy Light into pieces. Flander and the other New Church believers instantly lost their connection with the Divine.
They stared dumbfounded at the sky, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
Lette approached Flander with the Holy Sword, patting her cheek with the blade.
"Remember to report to my house tonight, maid Flander! I hope your service skills are as tough as your words!"
Under Flander's bewildered gaze, the Sin Light Holy Sword transformed into a ball of light, merging into Lette's hand, leaving a gold-embossed mark on the back of his hand.
Lette turned back to the carriage and waved to the Knight Captain.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?"
"What do you think? Take your men and open the East Gate! Also, maintain order…"
"Ah! Right, right! I'll do it right now!"
So much had just happened, the scene was a total mess. The disciplinary knights commandeered the Holy Knights directly to help maintain order at the East Gate.
But either way, the main gate of the Holy Capital, closed for three years, was finally reopened because of Lette's return.
Beside the carriage, Emily curiously examined the gold-embossed Holy Symbol on the back of Lette's hand.
"I didn't expect you to have a Holy Artifact, and such a powerful one!"
"Do you know why I left Sin Light in the Holy City back then?"
"Was it to... protect this city for you?"
Lette gave her a big eye roll: "Of course not! I left it because of a major flaw it has.
It's because of this flaw that no one succeeded in pulling it out in the past three years."
Emily was instantly intrigued: "A flaw? This Holy Artifact has a flaw?"
Lette sighed, looking at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, reminiscing.
"When Sin Light was forged, it was my first year coming to the Holy City. Back then, I was full of youthful vigor and ambition, a young man with dreams ready to take off.
As the first Holy Artifact I forged personally, Sin Light naturally mirrored the soul mark of my spirit during that time.
And thus, it acquired a peculiar quirk…"
"A Holy Artifact can have quirks? What kind of quirk?"
"Just like when I drew the sword earlier, it requires doing something to show off in front of others for the sword to respond to my call.
It might even unleash power beyond its usual capability depending on the level of excitement!
Conversely, it will go on strike and not exert any power!
For example… ahem!"
Lette suddenly summoned the Holy Sword, placed his other hand on Emily's head, and spoke resolutely.
"For you, even if I must be the enemy of the world, I will not hesitate!"
Buzz!!!!
The Sin Light Holy Sword emitted joyful vibrations, its power fluctuations suddenly rising by more than one level.
Meanwhile, Emily's face flushed red in an instant, her eyes a bit flustered.
"You! Why are you suddenly saying such things out of nowhere!"
"Or…"
Lette further wrapped his arm around Emily's shoulder, speaking menacingly to the empty space.
"I'm going to take her away today, and if anyone dares to stop me, I'll take down a god as you watch!"
The Holy Sword became even more animated, as if ready to charge out and slay a god for their entertainment. People around were so startled that Lette almost couldn't hold it.
Emily shrank dumbfounded into Lette's embrace, forgetting to struggle. Her ears blushed like blood crystals.
Lette, resigned, retracted the Holy Sword into his hand: "Do you get it now? Only then will it be willing to be used by me, to exert power.
To be honest, once or twice occasionally is fine.
But if every time before a fight I have to recite some lines and strike a handsome pose, just to pick up Sin Light and wreak havoc.
Over time, people will think I'm a quirky-lunatic!"
Lette released his hand, while Emily, sorting her hair, calmed her mood.
"Ac...actually, I thought you just now were quite handsome."
Lette shook his head repeatedly: "That's only because of the intense emotions and the current atmosphere. You felt it was handsome.
But when the mood calms, or when someone mentions it after some time, it will become a socially embarrassing black history!
So this sword is also called Social Death Holy Artifact and Black History Machine!
If I took it out wandering for three years, I'd have enough material to write "My Social Death" plus "How a Black History is Forged"."
As the two chatted leisurely, a commotion suddenly erupted in the Holy Knights squad in the distance.
"Big brother! Big brother's here!"
Lette turned to see a burly Holy Knight galloping towards him on horseback.
Once close enough, he dismounted with a leap, immediately slid to his knees with a practiced move, and hugged Lette's leg, crying like a 200-pound child.
"Waaah waaah waaah... Brother-in-law! You're finally back! I missed you so much"
"Taylor, you seem to have a death wish! Call me brother-in-law again, and I'll twist your head off to use as a night pot!
Don't give me this! Get up! I have something to ask you!"