Chapter 747

Chapter 11 The Utmost Malevolence Part 2

Gravel flew up high from beneath my feet, and the wind howled again through the house. In this moment, as I closed the distance between us in an instant, the Knight Leader displayed his extraordinary reaction ability.

The man at least possessed extremely strong combat awareness. With a clang, he instantly drew his sword from his waist, and the blade suddenly hummed, emitting purple light that filled my eyes. I had forgotten the name of this miracle move, but he was indeed the fastest knight I had ever seen to release purple light. The light blade had astonishing power, and the sword was raised high as if it could cut through the entire stone house in one strike.

But…

That was all there was to it.

I lifted my right hand, extending two fingers with perfect accuracy, pinning the sword blade between them with a clang, snapping it in half.

The purple light vanished instantly.

The broken sword blade was still flying in the air when the Knight Leader’s ferocious face was already close. I would not give him any more opportunities to attack. After landing on my feet, I quickly grabbed his chest armor with my other hand, stepping out with Moonwalk again. With a bang, we shot straight up, and the man let out a startled cry as we smashed through the roof, rising higher into the night sky amidst countless flying tiles.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Gale winds whistled past my ears.

Hundred meters, two hundred meters… four hundred meters…

Five hundred meters.

The tower below turned into a tiny firefly in my line of sight. The starlight from the city far away was almost fully visible to me. The Knight Leader, whom I held in one hand, began to make unbearable sounds. A blue glow flashed in my eyes, and cold mist surged underfoot. Solid ice platforms formed instantly, and I gently stepped onto them, then firmly planted my feet.

“Frost… Order…”

The Knight Leader gritted his teeth. I held this bulky man, nearly two hundred pounds including his armor, in front of me like a little chicken, extending his hand beyond the platform. My eyes were icy cold as I spoke calmly, “Since you’re here, there are some questions I want to ask you.”

I paused for a moment: “You are the Legion Commander of the Sixth Knight Order of the Holy Church, right?”

In the howling night wind, the Knight Leader was held by me. If I slightly loosened my grip, he would plummet five hundred meters to the ground, turning into a meaty pulp—yet even in such a situation, those calm yet angry eyes remained fixed on me. His dignified face showed only a slight flush from difficulty breathing; there was no trace of fear.

Hmph…

He has some backbone.

At least he’s much stronger than that pathetic leader from the Eastern Continent.

“You… You couldn’t even confirm who I am.”

My words seemed to surprise and even seem absurd to the Knight Leader. He raised his eyebrows, struggling to speak, “But you can act recklessly, kill my people… kill the knights of the Church, those brave warriors protecting the children of God. Such malevolence and tyranny… are you perhaps the heretic of the Door of Truth…”

Before he could finish, I slapped him hard across the face with a loud crack.

“Do not say unnecessary things.”

I looked at him with a cold gaze, speaking firmly, “Now, I will ask one question at a time. You will answer. Since you know I’m ruthless, do not try to lecture me about morals… Even if you are a heretic, what does it matter? You just need to understand that I decide your life or death, and you don’t want to die… especially not so pathetically and mysteriously, right?”

I cleared my throat.

“I can throw you down from here, making your death ugly and undignified. All your honors, powers, and status will be replaced by someone, perhaps a stranger, perhaps someone familiar. That’s none of my business, but what I want to say is, in the eyes of the Church’s upper echelons, your existence might not be that important… You’re smart, you know what I’m saying.”

The Knight Leader opened his mouth as if to refute, but I interrupted him, “Shh, do not interrupt… This is my last warning. I just want to ask you a few simple questions. These questions aren’t very important to me… at least not to me now. I’m just a bit interested, yes… a little bit.”

“In return, after that, I can pretend nothing happened, as long as you answer my questions well. You should understand, it all depends on my mood. And my mood later will depend on whether you honestly answer me, whether you lie to me, or whether you evade me… Because I can tell. Once I lose interest, I hate being deceived.”

“…”

In the howling night wind, the Knight Leader’s gaze darkened as he listened quietly.

“So, are we in agreement?” I asked him.

The man stared at me for two seconds before slowly nodding, “Let’s see, I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to answer your questions.”

“Then, the first question.”

Under the hood, I curled my lips and pointed a finger at him, “Two years ago, the Church and the heretics fought a fierce battle at the Mosley Coast near Silgaya. According to what I know, apart from the two Pontiff Knights and the Third Knight Order, your Sixth Knight Order also defended the frontline. What I want to know is, when the Third Knight Order was defeated and retreated to Alretion City, where did your people… your men, go?”

“Are you… from the Choir of Saints, uh ah ah ah—!!”

The Knight Leader tried to test my identity, but I reacted lightning-fast, clamping his right wrist hanging by his side. With a snap, it broke, and bone fragments protruded from the skin. His eyes changed with pain.

“I thought you were smart, but I take back what I said earlier, you’re actually not smart… Did you think I was just trying to scare you?”

Crack!

I twisted his entire right arm behind his back, like twisting a rope, bending it around in a circle, along with the bracer and shoulder guard. His shoulder dislocated, his arm bones shattered, and his sword-wielding hand was completely ruined, hanging limp by his side.

Dark red blood flowed down his trembling fingers into the thick black night.

“If you stop talking nonsense, I’ll ask you questions directly, and you’ll answer truthfully. Apart from what I want to hear, you won’t say another word. We won’t waste each other’s time, then maybe… your hand can still be saved, right? I think you wouldn’t like losing your right hand.”

“It’s… the command from the Holy City…”

The Knight Leader’s breath trembled from pain, his face pale green. His whole body shook in the wind, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to scream. His lips trembled, and he answered my question decisively.

“I… received a secret letter from the Holy City… My men fought the heretics head-on at sea, and then… they were ordered to retreat to Winstan Harbor… They were instructed to hold the port city and find Archbishop Ansel at sea…”

“…Does that mean you abandoned the frontline and escaped silently?”

“No, not… escape. My men wouldn’t abandon their posts… It’s just, the secret order commanded me to organize everyone, stop engaging the heretics, and retreat to Winstan Harbor. While holding the port city, we were to find Archbishop Ansel at sea… That was the order from the Holy City, I couldn’t disobey.”

“Nor did I want to disobey, right?”

I sneered, “The order from the Holy City… who is it? Angel? Or the Faithful Order? Who delivered the message to you?”

“He… wore a cloak like you… a black cloak, a young man with a fox mask… hiding his face. I didn’t know him, back then… I wasn’t interested in who he was. I only recognized… the owl seal…”