226: The ultimate kindness

The four walked out of the house without any lingering attachment.

One of them said, "Knight Ketch, that little girl's Soul was just devoured by a demon, leaving at most a sliver of her true spirit. Is it really okay for us to leave like this?"

Ketch shook his head. "Buddy, we have to go. My great-grandmother once had the honor of guarding the Child of God. The Child of God she spoke of was kind, simple, elegant, and humorous—someone who would rather be injured himself than strike out recklessly."

"But just now, he didn't hesitate for a second before casting the Holy Light Demon Destruction Spell on that little girl. He even used Rapid Spellcasting beforehand, unleashing five beams of Holy Light. Even an ordinary person would have their mind wiped blank by that much Holy Light."

"If he had just confirmed it once, or asked two more questions, I could have barely convinced myself to keep guarding him. But he didn't. No questions, no testing; he struck with the most ruthless Spell immediately, just like with those villagers who were surrounded and killed before."

"My adherence to justice prevents me from guarding him for even one more second!"

The other three sighed. Their departure was also largely due to the previous slaughter.

Clearly, those villagers could have been saved. If they had gathered all the priests and knights from the three regions and worked hard for a month, they could have been revived. But... he was too ruthless, nothing like a Child of God!

"Wait, Ketch, you said your great-grandmother, not great-grandfather, once guarded His Highness the Child of God?"

A thought stirred in their hearts. They remembered the... Child of God they had met halfway, who seemed to be accompanied by four female knights.

"Yes. I am absolutely certain!"

Ketch's eyes lit up. He had originally been worried about how to explain this to his Bishop, but now he had a goal.

The four exchanged glances and charged toward the village exit. They wanted to see if the other Child of God was as kind as the legends said.

The four horses were fast, reaching the village entrance in less than three minutes, galloping toward Jason's direction.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four horses slammed into an invisible membrane at top speed, making dull thudding sounds.

The four men were violently thrown off by the inertia, hitting the membrane before bouncing onto the ground.

Fortunately, the four had Holy power for protection and didn't hit the membrane directly, thus escaping injury. But the four horses were not so lucky; they collapsed on the spot, foaming at the mouth with glazed eyes, clearly not going to make it.

Inexplicably, they felt that the Child of God inside knew there was a barrier here.

"Damn it, he knew there was a barrier here and didn't tell us!" Ketch rubbed his chest and jumped up in anger.

The horse on the ground had been with him for twelve years. It was his most loyal partner since he became a knight, but today it was dead!

"Knight Ketch, you need to calm down." The other three hurriedly pulled Ketch back... inside the wooden house.

The Wolf King roared and pointed to the second floor, clearly indicating that the Formation Demon was hiding there.

The four knights walked ahead to clear the way, bringing out a shield to guard against sudden attacks.

Just as they turned the corner of the stairs, they saw a four-year-old boy who wasn't shy at all. "Big brothers, have you seen my sister?"

The innocent voice sounded like heavenly music. The hearts of the four knights blocking the way instantly melted; what a cute little boy.

However, a beam of Holy Light brushed past their bodies and flew into the boy's head. The boy's face was full of confusion and curiosity.

He took two steps forward, and then—bang—his head exploded.

"What did you do?" The four of them hurriedly swallowed the words that almost slipped out. It had to be said that the departure of Ketch and the others had cast a shadow over the team.

Wait, the Spell was released only two seconds after discovering the boy. It was impossible to finish the chant for the "Holy Light Demon Destruction Spell" in that time. The only possibility was... "Your Highness, have you mastered the ability of Mobile Casting?"

"Yes. In the last battle, I found it too inconvenient to only be able to stand still while chanting Spells," Xu Le said nonchalantly, then began chanting a new incantation.

Andre was overwhelmed with shame. He had been responsible for protecting the Child of God, but halfway through, the person was teleported away.

If the Child of God hadn't been protected by the god of light, he probably would have lost all three of his lives.

The others cursed him as a freak in their hearts.

Holy Light Spells were bestowed by the god of light. When casting a Spell, one needed to maintain supreme reverence for the god of light, thus requiring one to remain motionless and carefully sense the guidance of the Light.

Even for a Child of God, many priests fail to master Mobile Casting in their entire lives. His Holiness the Pope spent twelve years to master Mobile Casting and was hailed as the most outstanding casting Genius of the Holy See; the difficulty was evident.

The team began climbing the stairs. When they reached the second floor, a beautiful young woman appeared at the top of the stairs.

Her thin hemp clothes were filled out, her slender waist could be held in one hand, and those hips... Swish!

Holy Light flew past. The young woman screamed in terror, two crystal teardrops hanging on her charming face. Everyone felt their breathing quicken.

It was only because they hadn't heard the phrase "like a lotus rising from clear water, naturally unadorned" that they didn't feel as if Li Bai were standing right beside them.

Boom!

The woman's head exploded.

Everyone's hearts broke along with it; some even developed psychological trauma because of this.

The group continued forward.

A burly man—Boom!

A kind old woman holding a swaddled infant—Boom! Boom!

A scrawny old man. The four knights in front raised their spears to thrust forward, but then they heard Xu Le's shout: "Stop!"

"?" The knights clearing the way were full of questions, but without a word, they retracted their spears and held their shields, cautiously guarding against any possible attack from the old man.

Xu Le walked up to the old man. The other's gaze was dull as he lay on a reclining chair, looking senile or foolish.

White Holy Light gathered in Xu Le's hand. With a gentle wave, the Holy Light became like March rain, drifting strand by strand onto the old man's body.

"Holy Light Sweet Rain!"

One of the knights cried out in surprise. This was a specialized Spell for cleansing contamination. It did very little damage to demons, so few people practiced it.

Its healing effect on people was also mediocre, far inferior to the Holy Light Healing Spell. Its only use was to treat those who were terminally ill or whose life force was severed, or to remove Demonic Qi Contamination.

What kind of person would specifically Cultivate such a Spell? And that person was the high-and-mighty Child of God.

Just as some knights thought it was just for show, the old man cried: "Why save me? They... they are all dead. Let me go... go accompany them! Wuwuwu..."

The elderly man covered his face and wept loudly. Large tears seeped from his dim eyes, every drop flowing into the hearts of the knights.

"So the Child of God wasn't being ruthless! Every time he struck, he had recognized the other's true identity."

"During countless sleepless nights, he silently practiced the impractical Holy Light Sweet Rain, yet he never showed it off?"

"In the previous battle, it seemed like he showed no mercy. But if he had been hesitant and timid, who knows how many comrades would have died at the hands of those demonic puppets? Knowing what cannot be done yet doing what is right—this is ten thousand times better than those 'saints' who shout about saving the whole world but end up getting a large number of people killed."

"Clearly misunderstood by everyone, yet he never explains. Clearly his reputation is damaged, yet he never defends himself. What kind of character is this?"

"This is the Child of God's unique kindness, which can be called the pinnacle of humanity!"

The knights looked at Xu Le's back with burning eyes. There was no longer any fear in their gaze, only reverence and love from the depths of their Souls!