Chapter 243: Lanchi is Undoubtedly at Least a Seventh-Ranked Stronghold
Chapter 243: Lanchi is Undoubtedly at Least a Seventh-Ranked Stronghold
"What gives you the right to question me?"
The Silver Knight gritted his teeth, unsure why this young man, who didn't seem to be a combatant, was speaking to him in such a condescending manner.
But they were followers of the Dominance Sect, and aside from strength, they would not be swayed by any other imaginary notion.
Lanchi's gaze remained calm and collected as a strange holy seal appeared in his palm. Although its shape was slightly different from the one hanging around the Silver Knight's neck, it was evident that they belonged to the same style.
More importantly, this holy seal emanated a purple aura!
"A bishop's direct subordinate?" The Silver Knight asked, astonished.
He recognized it immediately as a purple rare-quality [Proof of Rebirth-Destruction] with special encryption. Those who possessed such a holy seal were often the bishop's favorites and carried extremely important missions.
When each cardinal bishop takes office, the [Bishop's Testament] evolves into a title and totem befitting their stature, granting them the power to generate the [Proof of Rebirth] accordingly. Thus, there were currently ten different styles of holy seals.
However, regardless of their affiliation, it was essential for the Reborn followers to be well-versed in the totems of all ten cardinal bishops.
"My apologies for my rudeness. I am a missionary under the command of Grand Priest Cain, a branch of the Dominance Sect in the southwestern province of the Empire. I am currently fulfilling my duties." With minimal movement, the Silver Knight acknowledged Lanchi with a slight bow.
"But why is a direct subordinate of the Bishop of Destruction here?" He turned and closed the bedroom door before addressing Lanchi again.
"I have an important mission to visit the Cardinal Bishop on the Northern Continent. Viscount Francis can provide me with invaluable identity camouflage and convenience. I hope you won't make things difficult for the Viscount," Lanchi replied gently.
If Hepburn were here, she would have no problem kicking this Silver Knight around like a soccer ball.
But Lanchi had never been the type to resort to violence at the first sign of disagreement.
He preferred to lead by moral example, using the brilliance of humanity to enlighten others and calmly discuss solutions to resolve conflicts.
"...”
The Silver Knight remained silent for a while after hearing Lanchi's words.
However, he didn't seem inclined to agree, "It seems you've misunderstood something, sir. While we may not go out of our way to cause trouble for a cardinal bishop's subordinate, we are also not obligated to follow the orders of priests from other branches. We only revere strength, not mere status."
After speaking, the Silver Knight twisted his wrist, a blatant display of disdain curling at the corners of his mouth, implying that he had just given Lanchi a chance to save face.
He had figured out the situation and wasn't going to waste any more time.
A mere clerk had no right to issue orders to them, and they had killed priests from other branches before.
There was no need for him to bother with such a weak subordinate.
After all, even if the Bishop of Destruction himself showed up, the Dominance Sect wouldn't give him any special treatment.
"So, in your eyes, I am weak?" Lanchi asked with a smile, noting the Silver Knight's stance.
Sometimes there were indeed unruly students who dared to challenge the school rules.
However, he had always been an enlightened principal, and when faced with a stray lamb, he would teach them with love and actively communicate with them on a spiritual level, rather than resort to harsh methods that would label the student beyond redemption.
Without curiosity and a pure thirst for knowledge as their driving force, students would never be able to produce inventions and creations of great value to humanity and society.
"If you are so strong, why bother reasoning with us instead of just eliminating us? Are you a merciful person?" The tension in the air thickened.
The Silver Knight seemed to be mocking Lanchi's petty tricks as he took menacing steps forward, exuding an oppressive aura.
Putting on a show of strength was merely a game of blowing bubbles.
Once inflated to a certain extent or pricked lightly, they would burst.
"..."
Lanchi closed his eyes, perhaps resigning himself to his fate.
Or perhaps, in his eyes, the other man was so insignificant that he didn't warrant direct attention.
"The last student I failed to save was the Saintess of Destruction. I don't want to see that tragedy repeated.
When Lanchi slowly opened his eyes again, the pity and calmness in them made the Silver Knight's scalp go numb, and he subconsciously froze in his tracks.
But it wasn't just because of that gaze.
Something felt off with his senses.
A strong sense of dissonance permeated his being.
In an instant, he understood the problem—there was an echo in this space.
All the sounds in the room were isolated by a deployed barrier.
At the same time, the air in the room suddenly became oppressively stifling, almost solid, and blood-curdling wails reverberated within the sound-sealed space.
It was as if countless ghosts from another dimension had appeared, their shadows overlapping, their individual forms indistinguishable as they harmonized in a chorus, their voices so heavy that the Silver Knight's heart nearly stopped beating.
The Silver Knight reacted as if he had been struck by lightning, his hands flying to his ears as he trembled uncontrollably, enduring a mental assault that far exceeded his limits.
"Is this the kind of force you desire? Will it bring you happiness?" Lanchi's words blended with the wails, crashing within the confines of the Silver Knight's skull.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
The Silver Knight's scream pierced the boundary between reality and nightmare. The intensifying wails within the room were like sharp daggers repeatedly stabbing at his eardrums and slicing through his nerves, making him feel as though his body and soul were being torn apart.
The cabin seemed to have transformed into a secret chamber aboard a ghost ship drifting on a sea of black mist. It was no longer a physical vessel but a spectral vessel laden with fear, despair, and death.
Yet, in this most terrifying moment, the brown-haired youth remained seated by the bed, unaffected by the chaos around him.
Unmoving, his gaze still exuded an indescribable aura of authority.
"Spare me, my lord! I was wrong!!!"
The Silver Knight fell to his knees in agony, not far from Lanchi, on the brink of collapse.
Beyond the spiritual torment he endured, it was the tsunami of fear within him that threatened to overwhelm him.
He dared not speculate on the other's identity anymore. Although he didn't recognize the epic-level mental spell being used, he knew that the sound-blocking barrier enclosing the room was a seventh-rank spell!
Teaching... the Destruction Saintess... Seventh-rank or higher... and a personally crafted encrypted holy seal directly under a Cardinal Bishop...
He dared not guess any further as to the true identity of this man!
Lanchi silently released the hellish sounds that had been reverberating and intensifying.
Obeying his command, the shadows of the Vengeful Spirit demons faded, their wails softening until they finally submitted at his feet and dissipated into the invisible darkness.
At the same time, another magic card that had been cast returned to Lanchi's hand.
It was a blue rare-quality spell card.
[Sonic Seal Barrier]
[Category: Spell Card]
[Grade: Blue Rare]
[Attribute: Barrier/Concealment]
[Rank: 7]
[Effect: Continuously consumes mana to block sounds within a range, completely isolating the area from the outside.]
[Note: Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know.]
While a finished seventh-rank magic card would be expensive regardless of its function, a seventh-rank blue functional card wasn't as pricey. Lanchi had taken advantage of his connection with the Herton Kingdom Card Maker Association's branch to get a special deal from Boss Cat.
Powerful musicians often used this functional card to amplify their sonic effects, and it was also handy for everyday life magic.
However, due to its high mana consumption, Boss Cat couldn't cast a large barrier, or it would quickly deplete its mana.
With the sound-blocking barrier in the room dispelled, the sounds of the sea breeze and waves returned to the cabin.
Everything seemed calm again, as if nothing had happened.
The buzzing in the Silver Knight's ears gradually faded, but the tremor in his pupils would not cease.
(End of Chapter)
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