Chapter 114 : Lynn: Gotta Rope Him In as a Bodyguard!
Chapter 114: Lynn: Gotta Rope Him In as a Bodyguard!
Fortunately—
In the depths of despair, humanity finally welcomed a God who truly bore goodwill.
Unfortunately—
This God seemed equally ignorant of the current state of the world, alone and isolated.
Brian suppressed his surging thoughts.
He asked the final, most realistic and cruel question:
“Your Excellency, what is your view… on the Undead Scourge?”
This time—
The light and shadow responded without the slightest hesitation.
With an unshakable and commanding resolve, like a holy judgment itself:
【Within My Sanctuary, any filth that dares invade—shall be destroyed upon arrival!】
Boom!
That short declaration—
Exploded in Brian’s mind like a grand burst of fireworks!
It was not a strategy born of careful calculation.
Nor was it a boastful display.
It was a declaration rooted in divine essence itself!
He heard from it absolute confidence—
And a sense of destined enmity, an unending struggle until one side perished!
Brian Price,
the Saint Domain Knight known for his iron-blooded composure,
felt his eyes sting with heat.
He bowed deeply once more—
This time, his back bent lower and for longer.
It was not mere formality.
It was the sincerest respect and gratitude,
offered on behalf of the countless citizens of the Empire who still struggled for life beneath the devastation of the Undead Scourge!
Only someone like Brian, who stood at the very pinnacle of human strength,
could truly comprehend what the “Undead Scourge” meant.
It was not merely an army of undead, liches, or ghouls—
But behind them stood seventy-two Demon Gods—terrifying beings bearing divine rank!
And that was not to mention the countless ninth-tier demigods and eighth-tier legendary horrors…
The Violet Armistice?
That was nothing but a flimsy veil—
a token whim of the Demon Gods,
allowing humanity to linger pitifully within their cage.
The human empire—glorious Violet Empire, a thousand years strong—
had never been seen as a true opponent by them.
To those entities, humans were toys, test subjects,
a livestock farm for harvesting faith and souls…
Yet even so—
The Empire’s nobles still wallowed in decadence and intrigue,
fighting for power as if the sword above their heads did not exist.
How grotesque! How fallen!
But here—
In this newly risen, remote little town—
A God who had only just awakened, whose power had yet to recover,
had issued such a firm, unyielding declaration of war!
What a magnificent promise!
And yet—how tragic!
Brian straightened his back again,
his eyes gleaming with a brilliance he hadn’t known in years.
It was a light of hope, faint yet blazing,
seen at last amid despair.
He spoke with utmost solemnity, his tone slow and steady:
“Your Excellency… I am willing… to answer… three questions.”
He paused—
as if each word demanded effort.
“I… shall also… speak all that I know.”
This was the greatest vow Brian could make—
honesty repaid with honesty, sincerity for sincerity.
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Meanwhile, within the body of the church where Lynn resided—
“Phew… finally managed to bluff my way through.”
Lynn quietly exhaled in relief.
Maintaining the lofty image of a sixteen-winged Archangel was one thing;
the drain on his Holy Radiance wasn’t the real issue—
it was mentally exhausting!
Every word he spoke had to be weighed thrice over.
He had to keep up the divine dignity—yet avoid saying anything that might trap him later.
Brian’s first question—
about purpose—was easy.
After all, protecting believers was both a system requirement and the foundation of Lynn’s own survival.
He simply had to answer truthfully.
The second question, however—
about the disappearance of the Gods—had almost blown his cover!
How would Lynn know where the Gods of this world had gone?
He wasn’t even a native deity!
He was just a miserable transmigrator with a system, possessing a church building of all things.
As for the world’s creation myths, divine relations, or tales of the Twilight of the Gods—
his understanding came only from fragmented remarks by believers,
and from that one clue in the Eldwin Ruins—
“After the God of Wisdom of our homeland left behind the Technology Tree, He vanished without a trace—until now.”
From those, Lynn cobbled together a “slumber–awakening–discovery” backstory.
Sounded plausible, and it left him some wiggle room for the future.
In short—he didn’t know the truth. So don’t ask him!
The third question—
about the Undead Scourge—was easy.
A freebie, really.
Lynn’s nature as a being of Holy Light made him a natural nemesis to undead creatures.
One came—he purified it.
Two came—he purified them both.
A battle destined to never end!
So of course he’d answer in the most awe-inspiring way possible—
the perfect chance to build up his grand divine image!
However—
Brian’s overly emotional reaction still took Lynn by surprise.
“Seriously? It was just a statement about fighting undead…” he muttered.
Lynn’s understanding of the Undead Scourge’s true horror
remained quite shallow.
He only knew the Empire had lost and signed some useless treaty.
As for those so-called seventy-two Demon Gods—
he had never personally experienced the despair of facing such an overwhelming power gap.
Most of his confidence came from the Holy Light’s natural dominance over undead—
and, of course, from having a system as his cheat.
“But judging from how much he valued my declaration… seems like humanity’s been getting crushed badly by the undead, huh…”
Lynn’s mind began to stir.
“This is a chance!”
“I’ve gotta find a way to get him on board my ship!”
The powerful knight before him—whatever tier he was—
Lynn now looked at him like a walking fortress, a perfect personal bodyguard! He adored the idea!
Just think about it—if humanity could sneak a powerhouse like this through enemy lines,
didn’t that mean the undead could too?
“What if one of them is already on the way!?”
“If it’s as strong as this guy, I’m doomed!”
Against a sixth-tier foe like the Rotting Lord,
Lynn could still manage with skills and clever tactics.
But if an undead of Brian’s caliber came knocking,
his little church body would be torn to rubble within minutes!
“If Brian stays here…”
“At least until I reach Fourth-tier, I’d have some serious protection!”
Lynn made up his mind.
Even if it meant bluffing—he had to get Brian to stay!
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