Chapter 98: The Sacred and Inviolable Light Saint (1)
Huo Xian: […]
Huo Xian: […………]
Huo Xian: [………………]
Other than being speechless, he was truly speechless.
Should he say that love truly makes one blind?
Or should he say that love isn’t at fault, but rather that the original host had met the wrong person?
It was definitely meeting the wrong person. The original host had simply loved the wrong man and trusted the wrong man.
Huo Xian rubbed his temples. Compared to the first three worlds, the memories of the god in this world were too long. If it weren’t for the rewards from two world laws, his brain probably wouldn’t have been able to handle such a massive memory.
After a while, the discomfort slowly faded.
He began to sort through the memories, specifically the current time node.
This year, the original host was twenty years old, the tenth year of being the Light Saint, and the second year since demonic energy began leaking from the abyss cracks.
Initially, the demonic energy wasn’t taken seriously. Or rather, the abyss crack located in the Frozen Snowy Plains at the junction of the human and orc territories was rarely visited. Even if some sharp individuals wanted to find the source and extinguish it, they wouldn’t be able to reach the abyss crack in a short time.
They were currently in the Foggy Forest. Katrina, the second princess of the Standing Royal Family, and Alix, the fourth prince, had entered the Foggy Forest a week ago for practice. The second princess wanted to capture a magic beast to form a contract with, so they had ventured deep into the forest, only to be attacked and surrounded by magic beasts. A guard fought his way out to seek help, bringing news that there were many high-level magic beasts in the forest. Consequently, the royal family organized a team to enter the forest for rescue, and they also called upon the Saint of the Temple of Light and several priests.
The princess and prince were successfully rescued, and the entire team was currently stationed there to continue capturing magic beasts for the princess. Magic beasts would attack them, and the royal guards would intentionally make things difficult for the temple priests, including the original host. Whenever magic beasts attacked, regardless of whether the situation was manageable, they would always make the priests take action, as if trying to drain every last drop of their mental energy.
The reason the original host was resting was that he had reached the point where his magic power was nearly exhausted. When a guard tried to make things difficult again, he was stopped by Christ.
“Nigel, are you awake?” Christ’s lowered voice sounded outside the tent, seemingly worried about waking him up.
Christ had captured the original host’s heart bit by bit by providing warmth and protection. In terms of acting, he was definitely the most brilliant one through several worlds. After all, he was someone who had acted for an entire thousand years and deceived the original host for a thousand years!
Heh.
Huo Xian ignored him and continued to close his eyes to recover his magic power.
According to the original host’s memory, there were ten magic attributes in this world: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Ice, Light, and Dark. The magic levels from weak to strong were: Magic Apprentice, Junior Mage, Intermediate Mage, Senior Mage, Great Mage, Archmage, Grand Archmage, Saint Archmage, Law Saint, and finally, Law God. Among these ten levels, a magic apprentice’s power was weak, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person. A Law God was a legendary level and no longer interfered in the human world.
The original host was currently a Senior Mage, only one step away from becoming a Great Mage. According to the plot, two days later, the second princess would “seek death” by provoking an eight-level adult Gale Thundercloud Leopard. Not only would dozens of guards be lost, but Christ would also be severely injured. The original host would break through under pressure and kill the Gale Thundercloud Leopard together with the Archmage in the team, saving everyone.
The plot?
Heh.
An Archmage?
Hehe.
A Grand Archmage disguised as an Archmage—Thurman—would have no pressure dealing with an already severely injured Gale Thundercloud Leopard. Faking being unable to win? It was nothing more than a difference in stance; he simply wanted to take the opportunity to kill this Saint.
Huo Xian didn’t intend to “sell blood” again. Compared to these scheming people, he cared more about Huo Yuan. This time, there was a ninety percent chance that Huo Yuan was a magic beast. But the Foggy Forest was so large and there were so many magic beasts; where was he supposed to find him?
Mages could recover magic power through meditation. People passed back and forth in front of the tent, but Huo Xian ignored them all, focusing on recovering his magic power.
Whether it was because the law gifts from the previous world had taken effect, he actually broke through to become a Great Mage before dawn the next day.
In a tent not far away, the Grand Archmage Thurman opened his eyes, a flash of jealousy and wariness passing through them. A twenty-year-old Great Mage—there probably wasn’t a second one on the entire Aosiluoni Continent. Even his student, Christ, couldn’t compare.
That’s right, Christ was Thurman’s student. However, the teacher-student relationship between the two had never been made public. The original host only found out one day after becoming the God of Light when Christ let it slip. By then, they had become inseparable lovers.
Huo Xian was full of energy. He performed a cleansing spell to clean himself up before walking out of the tent.
A young priest immediately walked over and bowed to him: “Lord Saint.”
Huo Xian remembered his name was Kevin. He was a Junior Mage, and because his magic level was the lowest in the team, he handled logistics. These tasks weren’t just for the Saint but also included chores for the royal family’s side.
“Why are you up so early?” Huo Xian asked, looking at the two large dark circles under the boy’s eyes.
The Lord Saint, who rarely communicated with them, suddenly asked a question. Kevin was first stunned, then replied with overwhelming joy: “Replying to my Lord, the Second Princess requires a rose bath after waking up early. Her guards are heating the water, but they don’t have enough firewood, so they asked me to help collect some.”
Hearing this, Huo Xian’s brow furrowed. In the original host’s previous life, he only cared about himself and Christ. Although he knew the royal family ordered the temple priests around, he turned a blind eye and adopted a permissive attitude.
After Kevin finished speaking and received the Saint’s response, he felt a bit uneasy and asked in a low voice: “Lord Saint, shall I prepare breakfast for you?”
Before Huo Xian could speak, he heard someone shouting behind him: “Priest Kevin, why haven’t you gone to pick up firewood yet?”
The voice was unfriendly, even carrying a hint of bossiness.
When Kevin heard the voice, his scalp went numb. He had done quite a lot of work for the owner of that voice over the past few days.
But now that the Saint was in front of him, and he was someone from the Temple, the Saint was his superior. He couldn’t leave the Saint to do things for others.
His lack of response made Sean, the owner of the voice, a bit angry. Sean muttered curses as he tried to come over and grab Kevin. Only after getting closer did he realize there was someone else besides Kevin. He was stunned for a moment, then said with a fake smile, “So the Lord Saint is awake. I wonder if the Lord Saint rested well yesterday. Since you’re up so early, you must have rested well. Can you perform an enhancement spell for us? The other priests of the Temple aren’t quite up to it.”
Light magic could be used for combat, healing, clearing negative status, and purifying demonic energy. Overall, it was quite comprehensive. In the entire team, the original host basically acted as a full-team support, being moved wherever he was needed.
Huo Xian didn’t speak, but Kevin’s face turned red with anger. “The Lord Saint’s magic power was exhausted yesterday; it was very hard work. For ordinary healing and enhancement spells, we can do it.”
“You?” Sean looked at Kevin, sizing him up with a mocking gaze. It was as if he had written “why don’t you take a look at yourself in the mirror” on his face. “Don’t waste time. The Second Princess needs to get up and bathe at dawn. Why aren’t you going to pick up firewood?”
Kevin looked hesitant.
“Kevin,” Huo Xian suddenly spoke.
Kevin suppressed the urge to cry and maintained his etiquette. “Lord Saint.”
“I’m hungry. Go prepare some breakfast for me,” Huo Xian ordered.
Hearing this, Kevin was slightly surprised. Sean’s eyelids twitched, then he said with a skin-deep smile, “Lord Saint, I still need Kevin to go pick up firewood for the Second Princess…”
“Is your magic used only for rubbing fireballs for fun?” Huo Xian interrupted him coldly.
Sean was stunned for a moment before realizing Huo Xian was telling him to use fire magic to heat the water. He immediately retorted, “My magic is not used for heating water…”
Before he could finish, Huo Xian looked at Kevin and ordered: “I want to see my breakfast in twenty minutes.” After speaking, he turned and walked toward the forest.
Kevin was in a flurry for a moment, only managing to say worriedly before Huo Xian’s back disappeared: “Lord Saint, the forest is dangerous; please don’t go too far.”
“Mm.”
Receiving a response, Kevin was overjoyed. He didn’t care about the princess or the bathwater anymore; he only wanted to use all his skills to make a delicious breakfast for the Lord Saint.
Sean was so angry his face was distorted. He then smiled coldly: The Temple had long since become irrelevant. Once the royal family and the Mages’ Guild became stronger, the Temple would completely disappear from Aosiluoni. Never mind a mere Saint, even the Pope would be completely finished.
The Foggy Forest at dawn was pitch black, but a Great Mage’s perception allowed him to easily avoid trees and branches.
He checked the items in his spatial ring as he walked. Although the Temple was no longer what it used to be, it still had some assets. The Pope was also generous to him as the Saint; he had prepared quite a lot of gold coins, magic scrolls, magic potions, and magic crystals. However, currently, the items in his spatial ring were only half of what they were at the start; the other half had gone into Christ’s pocket. Furthermore, the magic crystals from the beasts the original host had killed in the Foggy Forest these past few days had also gone to Christ. The original host believed he was supported by the Temple, whereas Christ had no relatives and was studying at the magic school; learning alchemy outside of class cost money, and he had no income, so the magic crystals were considered a source of income.
Vomit—
What kind of Saint was the original host? He was clearly Christ’s “Holy Father,” the exclusive kind for one person.
Huo Xian pondered whether to just pull out Christ’s “system” after meeting Huo Yuan. To be able to feed Christ so well, that mechanical lifeform must be very fat.
So the question arose: where on earth was he supposed to find his little ancestor?
To ensure the safety of the two royals, there were no magic beasts near the camp. So Huo Xian walked a bit further away. After shouting for a while without a response, he could only return in failure. He noted this route and would try another direction next time.
When he returned to the camp, everyone was up. From a distance, he heard Kevin grabbing his companion’s hand and asking the other to go into the forest with him to find the Saint. However, the companion was hesitant, stuttering about the dangers in the forest and unwilling to go.
“Which direction did Nigel go? I’ll go find him,” Christ stepped forward and said.
Seeing him, Kevin looked like he had seen a savior. Just as he was about to point the way, he heard a crisp and pleasant female voice inviting him: “Chris, I’ve prepared your favorite fresh lamb chops and pomegranate juice. Shall we have some together?”
Second Princess Katrina was a fifteen-year-old girl who had grown up amidst flowers and adoration since childhood. She possessed an angelic face and was the most delicate princess of the Standing Royal Family. Because of her status and appearance, people would overlook her arrogance and capriciousness.
And this beautiful girl, who was like a flower bud, liked Christ. For this reason, she had frequently made trouble for the original host.
Christ declined Katrina in Huo Xian’s name. Undoubtedly, this wave of hatred fell on Huo Xian again.
Although he didn’t mind having many debts, Huo Xian didn’t want to carry a debt because of Christ.
“Chris, you’re being too impolite.” Huo Xian walked closer with slow steps. After attracting the gazes of several people, he said unhurriedly, “It is an honor to be able to enjoy breakfast with the beautiful Princess.”
His voice sounded extremely pleasant, his tone was soothing, and it was a compliment and praise. Even Katrina, who had always treated him as a love rival, couldn’t help but be moved for a moment.
A moment later, her attraction was replaced by jealousy again.
“Nigel, you’re back?” Christ called out a familiar name.
Huo Xian: Vomit—
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