Chapter 11 Coach, I want to learn Holy Light
Chapter 11 Coach, I want to learn Holy Light
The three days passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was time to set off.
Aunt Lam held Chu Sheng's hand and stuffed seven or eight oil paper packets into his arms, muttering, "Be careful on the road" and "Don't go hungry."
Uncle Rem stood behind her, silently patted Chu Sheng on the shoulder, and said nothing.
Chu Sheng knew he wanted back the book, "The Untold Stories of Veronica, the Strongest Hero in Modern Times," but he pretended not to know and turned his head away.
Emilia squeezed through the crowd, tiptoed, and handed a bouquet of flowers to Chu Sheng. The flowers had been picked that morning and carefully tied together, with a sleepy ladybug still clinging to one of the petals.
The villagers of Windmill Village gathered scattered at the village entrance, some carrying boiled eggs, others holding their own pickled vegetables.
Chu Sheng responded to each question, his nose suddenly feeling a little sore.
"I'll be back." He waved. "I'll definitely come back to visit when I have time."
Finally, Chu Sheng glanced worriedly at the Griffin Mountains and explained to Arthur the recent unusual activity in the southern forest.
Arthur wasn't too worried. There had never been a large-scale demonic tide in the Griffin Mountains for thousands of years, but she still carefully noted it down in her notebook.
Chu Sheng glanced back at his little wooden house and resolutely stepped onto the carriage.
Windmill Village is located in Snow Wolf Territory on the northern border of the Empire.
To reach the heart of the empire, one must first travel south across the entire Snow Wolf Territory, then traverse the vast lands of the Sacred Tree Forest and Pegasus Territory.
This is a rather long journey.
According to Arthur, the carriage took more than a month to travel from the capital to Windmill Village to take up her post.
The carriage was pulled by four pure white pegasus horses. Pegasus horses are second-tier magical beasts, a specialty of the Pegasus Territory. They are larger than ordinary horses, with manes as silvery as moonlight and a pair of broad wings on either side of their backs.
However, these wings are actually of little use.
That's right, Pegasus can't fly.
It is said that a long, long time ago, so long that the exact year is impossible to verify, a certain lord of Tianma Territory conducted a meaningless experiment out of pure morbid pleasure.
That lord crossbred ordinary horses with some kind of flying magical beast, and then selected the best ones generation after generation, spending dozens of generations to cultivate the Pegasus breed that has wings on its back but cannot fly.
The lord was later wanted by the Empire for extending the same hybridization experiments to humans and magical beasts, and his whereabouts have been unknown ever since.
The interior of the carriage was actually quite spacious. In addition to the usual upholstered seats and a folding table, there was a separate storage room at the back, where dry rations, water bags, and luggage for several people were neatly stacked.
Although it was said to be luggage for several people, the vast majority of it actually belonged to Arthur. Chu Sheng and Ella managed to cobble together just enough items for a single suitcase.
While tidying up the storage room, Chu Sheng glanced at one of Arthur's boxes and noticed that it wasn't fully closed, revealing the corner of a stack of magazines.
"On the Authority of Iced Black Tea vs. Iced Green Tea".
Arthur was not used to being in an enclosed space with men, so he volunteered to sit at the front of the carriage and drive it.
Chu Sheng and Ella lay sprawled out in the carriage, in an unseemly posture.
They were all carsick.
Chu Sheng had never ridden in a carriage before. The carriage was so bumpy that his buttocks ached. The thought of the long journey that would last for another month made him even more dizzy and speechless.
Ella's face was even paler. Dogs are prone to motion sickness, and now her head drooped over the edge of the carriage window, her tongue hanging limply out, swaying back and forth with the swaying of the carriage.
A glistening strand of drool dripped from the corner of her mouth, swaying in the wind.
at last.
As the carriage bumped over another uneven pothole, Ella couldn't hold back any longer and opened her blood-red mouth wide.
"vomit--!!!"
Chu Sheng's expression changed. As everyone knows, when a person is carsick, no vomiting is innocent.
"Ugh—I'm going to vomit!!!"
The two men leaned out of the windows on either side of the carriage, vomiting repeatedly.
Arthur sat upright at the front of the car, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his ahoge standing straight up in the wind, completely still.
She raised her hand expressionlessly, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and pretended not to have heard anything.
……
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
Arthur withdrew his hands, and the holy light in them gradually faded.
Before her, Chu Sheng and Ella sat side by side on the ground, their faces pale and listless, and nodded weakly.
Holy Light, the purest elemental energy on the continent, transcends all elements and is not restrained by any element.
Only monks of the Sanctuary can study the Holy Light under the guidance of the Holy Father. However, due to the Empire's long-standing system of semi-theocratic rule, most knights belonging to the Imperial Knights also go to the Sanctuary to study the Holy Light.
But knights and monks are ultimately different.
A knight's loyalty is first and foremost to the Empire, and only secondly to the Holy Father; once faith is mixed with worldly matters, it is no longer pure.
Therefore, although the holy light within the knights can accumulate to an immense size as their rank increases, its concentration is far less than that of the ordinary monks in the sanctuary.
Arthur was an exception.
To be honest, her faith in the Father wasn't particularly devout, but the concentration of holy light she possessed astonished the bishops.
In the old parlance, Arthur was a born saint, the kind of being who should be chosen to enter the depths of the sanctuary, don a white robe and a crown, and be worshipped as a saintess.
However, the empire does not currently advocate for personality cults, so the bishops had to change their tune, saying that Arthur was born with a connection to their church and earnestly hoped to take her under their wing.
The Imperial Knights were naturally reluctant to release her. Putting aside Arthur's once-in-a-century talent, even the two powerful families behind her wouldn't be willing to let her go.
Getting back to the main point, highly concentrated holy light naturally has many wonderful uses. In addition to being more powerful, it also has a range of auxiliary functions such as blessing and healing.
But using the blessing of holy light to relieve motion sickness was something Arthur had never done before.
"Thanks, I feel much better." Chu Sheng waved his hand weakly. "Arthur, how much longer until we reach a service area... or the next town?"
Arthur pulled a map from the leather pouch at his waist, unfolded it, and examined it closely. Her ahoge (cowlick) pointed forward as she looked down, as if offering directions: "It's not far, only an hour. We should be there before dark."
Upon hearing that it would take so long, Ella's two dog ears drooped instantly, and she looked at Chu Sheng with pleading eyes: "Chu Sheng, I don't want to ride anymore! Put me down, I'll walk myself!"
Fearing Chu Sheng might refuse, she turned around and said, "I can carry you!"
Chu Sheng declined the tempting offer and decided to go outside the carriage to sit next to Arthur at the front, where he could also ask him about the Holy Light.
"What do you want to learn?"
Arthur thought he had misheard and glanced at Chu Sheng with surprise.
Chu Sheng nodded in confirmation, his face earnest: "Coach, I want to learn Holy Light."
Arthur looked Fan Chusheng up and down, then shook his head: "You're not good enough."
"The squire knight cannot use Holy Light at all."
not available?
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to reveal the strategy manual, Chu Sheng would have wanted to unleash a Holy Light Sword strike on her right now.
"The prerequisite for using the Holy Light is having a devout faith in the Father." Arthur shook the reins. "The Holy Light within a squire is not something they acquire through their own cultivation, but rather something shared through a contract. In the Father's eyes, this is tantamount to theft, and naturally, he will not allow you to use it."
Father, you still need to practice.
Chu Sheng curled his lip, somewhat unconvinced: "Then why would anyone want to be a squire knight? Are they all forced to sign contracts like me?"
Arthur gave him a speechless look: "First, being able to advance in rank without cultivation is a shortcut many people would love to take; second, can something that's consensual be called coercion?"
"Chu Sheng——!"
Just then, Ella's urgent voice came from afar.
"Help! A huge wave of monsters!"
Arthur was the first to react; her ahoge (cowlick) stiffened as if sensing danger. She immediately grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage: "Chu Sheng, hide first!"
"Big breasts?" Chu Sheng was still immersed in the previous conversation, and subconsciously looked up and searched around, "Where are the big breasts?"
Suddenly, a nimble dog-like figure rushed out from the horizon ahead!
But it was Ella who arrived.
Her four legs swung around in a blur, and she practically flew close to the ground. Behind her, a huge cloud of dust billowed in like a sandstorm, obscuring the sky.
Upon closer inspection, countless dark red specks of light shimmered densely within the smoke and dust.
Those were pairs of eyes.
"Demonic Tide!"
Arthur's expression was grave as he drew his greatsword from behind him: "How could there be a demonic tide here? It looks like there are even second-tier magical beasts! Chu Sheng, stay in the carriage, I'm going to rescue Ella!"
Chu Sheng, hiding in the carriage, suddenly brightened up.
What?! This is just an experience boost!
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