Chapter 460

Chapter 83 Safiros Becomes Mine

Holding the fox pierced by ice spears, I walked out of Chulin as the thunder in the sky stopped, yet the rain seemed to have intensified.

I pulled my hood over my head and rode the beast back along the way we came. The village was already surrounded by hundreds of knights, and search teams were deployed outside the village, spreading like an impenetrable net, covering the area within a dozen miles where heretics might be hiding.

“Hey, little one!”

Not long after entering the village, I saw Baldy waving at me from the crowd.

Isaac was surrounded by many people. Several familiar knights and bishops were there, and more golden-armored knights stood behind them, looking up at the continuous steep ice mountains far away, whispering among themselves with astonished and incredulous expressions.

“Little one, come over quickly—”

What’s going on?

Why are you shouting so loud…

I swung my feet on the beast’s back, holding the reins with one hand and carrying the fluffy unicorn fox by my side. I slowly walked over, and the knights blocking my path stepped aside for me. Their gaze towards me… how should I put it, a bit excited and fanatical?

Why?

I’m so scared.

Don’t look them in the eye…

I sniffed and instinctively hugged the dead fox to my chest, covering it with my cloak. I approached Isaac and his group, slowly dismounted from the beast.

A huge shadow loomed over me. Isaac walked beside me to hold the horned horse, and as I stepped onto the ground and looked up at him, I wrinkled my nose and asked, “What do you want?”

Why did you call me over? Did you find someone?

“Do you have any discoveries?”

“Not yet.”

Isaac shook his head, his eyes fixed on the fox in my hands.

… He’s staring at my flesh!

I immediately took a step back, feeling wary: “This is mine.”

“You went into Chulin just now? You actually caught a red-horned mink… The fur looks quite good, but unfortunately, it has holes.”

Red-horned mink?

This is clearly a unicorn fox.

Isaac stretched out his hand toward my little fox: “Let me see… What did you bring this thing back for?”

Slap!

I forcefully slapped his big hand away.

“There’s no way I’ll share it with you.”

“Eat?”

Isaac paused, then smiled: “Who would eat the meat of a red-horned mink? It’s not only sour and fishy, but even if cooked thoroughly, it’s still tough to chew, and impossible to digest. It’s like poison. Otherwise, the nearby famine victims would have eaten it all by now instead of waiting for you to catch it. Its fur is warm and makes good fur coats.”

“Huh.”

I responded with a scornful laugh.

Trying to trick me into giving up my meat?

Only a fool would fall for that…

At this moment, the knight commander standing next to Isaac spoke: “Miss Silvija, I heard you killed a powerful and troublesome third-stage heretic with just one strike?”

He pointed to the ice-covered area in the distance, full of admiration and excitement, bowing respectfully: “I have never seen such remarkable talent in any of the Grandmaster Knights. Your strength inspires awe in the First Knight Order. Please accept my sincere respect…”

“Respected Miss Silvija, on behalf of all members of the Faith Order, I deeply thank you,” another young bishop bowed as well, lavishing praise without reservation, “Your strength and beauty are equally extraordinary. Hehe… I can hardly wait to see the comical and ridiculous expressions of those East Continent rats when they encounter you on the battlefield and witness your power.”

“Mm…”

I felt strange inside and couldn’t help puffing up my cheeks.

You’re praising me too much…

That bishop, you’re actually setting me up, aren’t you?

However, out of politeness, I still had to smile and respond to them: “I am just one person. The Knight Order and the Faith Order are the backbone forces resisting the heretics.”

After finishing, I bowed gracefully: “May the moonlight be with us.”

Seeing this gesture, the young bishop smiled: “I almost forgot, Miss Silvija, you are from the royal family of the Valen Empire… I am the head of the Pule Diocese of the Empire and also a member of the Sacred Church’s Faith Order. I have had the honor of meeting your father several times; he is truly a remarkable figure.”

“Once this dispute in Silia ends, I believe Duke Scargrid will be proud of you. You are both beautiful and powerful…”

“Miss.”

“Lucky you say so, Your Eminence.”

Ah…

I feel like I’m smiling a bit stiffly.

“Tsk, stop all the pleasantries.”

Isaac rudely interrupted our polite exchange. He seemed to dislike this kind of back-and-forth small talk and impatiently furrowed his brow. “Little one, His Holiness just instructed me to send a squad of knights to follow you.”

The bald man patted the shoulder of the nearby knight captain, who then raised his fist in salute, his eyes gleaming with determination. “Lord Silviania, for the rest of the time, my Sixth Judgment Fist Squad will accompany you wholeheartedly, swearing allegiance under your command, ready to follow your orders. We will fight for honor together, rooting out heresy until the last heretic is eliminated!”

“…Huh?”

What did he say?

I stared wide-eyed at the knight captain’s fierce face, then glanced at that huge bald head, filled with questions.

Follow my orders?

What a joke, I don’t know how to lead troops…

Seeing me somewhat confused, the knight captain straightened his chest and said again, “We have witnessed your strength. This is the glory of the Sixth Squad, Lord Silviania. May the gods be with us!”

I frowned. “But…”

Isaac said, “No buts. This is an order from His Holiness. If you refuse, it will be him who is troubled… no, maybe me.”

Uh…

I didn’t know what to say. Staring into the knight captain’s eyes, we both had big eyes looking at each other.

After a moment, I slumped my shoulders.

Alright, alright…

Whatever Angel says goes.

“What’s your name?”

“Saphiros, my lord!”

“Sap… cough, cough…”

I choked on my saliva.

Is it you?

That man who fell from the sky.

“You… are called Saphiros?”

“Yes, my lord!”

“……”

“Is there something wrong?”

“…No, nothing. It’s a great name.”

So, Saphiros is now under me.

Can I ask him to take off his helmet to see if he has flowing white hair?

I also wanted to ask if he had a cool single wing…

But I held back the words.

“Thank you for your praise, Lord Silviania,” the knight captain thanked me.

I shook my head at him. “Don’t call me lord.”

“What should I call you then?”

“Just call me Silviania.”

“No, I can’t address you by name directly; it would be disrespectful…”

“Just Silviania.”

I didn’t want to dwell on this topic and changed the subject. “Do you have flint?”

The knight captain was taken aback. “Yes, we do…”

I held out my hand. “May I borrow some?”

“Why do you need flint?” Isaac asked, quite puzzled.

Of course, to make fire and roast meat…

Although I can now use fire, the flames are too hot and will burn the meat… So I still need regular flint.

But I didn’t want to tell him this.

What if he tries to take my cooked meat?

I didn’t answer him. After pocketing the flint, I quickly changed the subject. “If we really can’t find the way, let me go to the collapsed area—”

“There’s a path on the east side of Chulin, leading to the valley of Fermar Mountain,” Isaac interrupted before I could finish. “Our marching map doesn’t record that path, so we’re not sure where it leads. We need to confirm further. The only survivor is the little boy in the village. Once he wakes up…”

“Miss Silviania!”

Suddenly, a monk walked over and whispered to me, “His Holiness wants to see you.”

Angel?

Since the march began, he told me to “stay close to the group and don’t leave randomly.” I rarely saw him after that. He seemed to appear and disappear mysteriously. Was he even in the group? Now he’s looking for me?

I’m still hungry…

…Well, I guess I’ll go see him first.

Maybe it’s something important…

“Where is His Holiness?”

“He’s outside the village on a hill. We just buried the heretics’ bodies there,” the monk replied.

“Oh…” I nodded. “Lead the way.”