Chapter 110 : Brian’s Visit, Both Sides Feeling Uneasy
Chapter 110: Brian’s Visit, Both Sides Feeling Uneasy
He gradually withdrew all his focus.
Oak Town was not within Brian’s inspection route.
Even though… he had grown rather fond of this countryside town.
They proceeded safely along the trade road for a while.
When the vague silhouette of Mistwood appeared in the distance—
Old John’s caravan had already, without realizing it, stepped into the range of someone’s divine sense.
There was no energy fluctuation, no trace of divine power,
Not even the faintest ripple of extraordinary force.
Yet, as a Seventh-tier Sanctuary Knight who had endured countless life-and-death trials,
Brian’s instincts still issued a warning!
It was as if he had stepped into an invisible domain.
And the master of that domain—
Was watching him quietly from above, in a way he could not comprehend!
“Is it that Angel?”
“What an enormous detection range!”
A storm raged within Brian’s heart, though his surface remained calm as still water.
Only the fingers gripping the reins tightened slightly.
He had confirmed the distance to Holy Light Town beforehand.
Which made his shock all the greater.
Nearly ten kilometers apart!
After regaining his composure,
Brian silently began to mobilize his vast, ocean-like mental power.
Air, dust, trees...
Every subtle movement within several kilometers around him was fed back clearly.
However—
Nothing.
No trace of divine power, no barrier fluctuation, no source of strong energy.
Aside from the forest’s natural serenity, there was nothing else.
It was as if that fleeting sensation of “being watched” had been a mere illusion.
But Brian knew—it was no illusion!
“What terrifying perception… such concealed probing methods…”
His heart grew solemn.
This ‘Angel’ was by no means ordinary!
Could it be… a long-dormant Ninth-tier Demigod awakening?
The thought made a chill run down his spine.
If that were true—
The Empire’s evaluation of this place would be completely rewritten!
Yet Brian did not know—
At that very moment, in the depths of the grand church at the center of Holy Light Town,
The very Angel who had startled him nearly pissed himself in fear!
“Holy crap!!”
Lynn roared uncontrollably: “What the hell is Old John that fat bastard doing?!!”
“Who the hell is that knight he brought?!!”
“And what the hell is that thing inside his body?!!”
Lynn’s divine sense was firmly locked onto the seemingly ordinary middle-aged knight on horseback.
In his perception—
That was no knight at all!
But a walking, living volcano on the verge of eruption!
A humanoid sun compressed to the limit!
The boundless energy within the man made Lynn feel suffocated.
He had no doubt—
If he detonated all of his accumulated Holy Radiance in one blast,
Its power would still be far inferior to a casual strike from the other man!
“Where the hell did this freak come from?!”
“I remember Old John went to the Imperial Capital for his commendation recently—so did he bring back some ancestor from Holy Saint Anna?!”
“Seventh-tier… or Eighth-tier?!”
“What’s he doing coming to Holy Light Town—trying to probe me? Or demolish my home?!”
Lynn’s thoughts raced wildly.
Had he a physical avatar, it would have been drenched in cold sweat.
“What should I do…”
“Play dead? Pretend I didn’t notice?”
“No way!”
“The other side definitely sensed my probing already!”
“With the instincts of someone at that level, even a dog would call him father!”
“So should I send out an Angelic projection to greet him? What kind—Four-winged, Eight-winged, or go straight to Sixteen-winged Michael?”
“If he’s hostile and slaps my projection into pieces, who the hell do I cry to then?”
“And if the church’s true body gets exposed?!”
An unprecedented sense of crisis drowned Lynn.
For the first time, he realized clearly how fragile his so-called strength was—
He might swagger around in Earl Ladd’s territory,
But before a true top-tier powerhouse, he was as fragile as glass!
“Steady… don’t panic—the more you panic, the easier it is to slip up!”
“The fact that he hasn’t attacked means there’s still room to maneuver…”
Lynn forced himself to calm down.
“I mustn’t let him notice anything unusual!”
“Best if I can fool him away quickly!”
Direct confrontation was suicide; pretending to be a god carried too much risk.
The only way was to remain unchanged amid all change—
Maintain the Angel’s lofty and unfathomable demeanor.
At the same time, send the most trusted person to handle the situation!
As his thoughts turned,
A solemn yet tranquil divine oracle crossed the space,
Landing precisely in the heart of Liz, who was sweating heavily in the training ground.
【Liz Hawke.】
【A guest from afar approaches, near the border of the Sanctuary.】
【This one is no ordinary person—speak with caution and observe in silence.】
【My glory, your blade—they are one within you. Do not fail my trust.】
“Guest?”
Liz’s sword swing suddenly halted.
A trace of astonishment flashed across her valiant brows.
A guest who could prompt the Lord Angel to personally deliver an oracle—
and even emphasize “no ordinary person”?
What kind of being could alarm the supreme Lord Angel himself?!
Her inner alarm rang sharply.
But her long-standing absolute faith in the Lord Angel
Quickly suppressed all doubts—leaving only pure obedience and purpose.
“By divine command!” Liz responded solemnly in her heart.
She sheathed her sword and stood upright.
The blade of the Holy Sword Durandal shimmered with restrained golden light under the sun.
Her gaze swept across the training ground—
Landing on Ulf, who was panting and hacking at a wooden stake with his giant axe,
And on Siance, practicing archery not far away.
“Ulf! Siance!”
Liz’s voice was cool and powerful, drawing everyone’s attention.
“Cease training immediately and come with me!”
“By the Lord Angel’s order, a guest approaches—we are to go forth and greet them!”
Ulf wiped the sweat from his face, planting his axe heavily into the ground.
His eyes widened like bronze bells. “Guest?”
“What kind of guest would make the Lord Angel give a personal command?”
His booming voice carried a rough-edged curiosity.
Siance, on the other hand, caught the fleeting solemnity deep within Liz’s eyes.
He set down his longbow, adjusted his leather armor quietly, and said in a low voice, “Understood, Lady Liz.”
“We’ll prepare right away…”
An order for reception delivered directly by the Lord Angel himself—
This was the most solemn moment since Holy Light Town’s founding.
Liz took a deep breath,
Gazing toward the forest path.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves,
Casting dappled light across her gleaming silver armor.
She could feel it—
An indescribable, mountain-heavy presence
Was drawing steadily closer with the rhythm of hoofbeats, approaching Holy Light Town’s border.
And soon—
A heavy figure dressed like a wandering knight
Appeared before Liz, alongside Old John and his escorts.
When she finally saw the man clearly—
Liz’s bold eyes widened to twice their size.
“Uncle Brian?!”