Chapter 35 - Thirty-Five: You Call This a Simple Chop?
As one of the five apprentice saints, Lette certainly knew Adros.
His mother came from a noble lineage, and his father was a high-ranking official in the Black robed Holy Hall. He himself was also very outstanding, with a performance that could be described as perfect.
Moreover, he was good at social interactions and had a diplomatic talent, becoming a frequent guest in many circles of the Holy Empire at a young age.
The nickname "Holy Light Young Master" was indeed quite fitting for him.
Everyone thought he would definitely join the Red Robed Holy Hall and shine brightly, or become the backbone of the White Robe Cathedral, using his charm and talents to promote the Holy Light.
But unexpectedly, he decided to go and train at the Black robed Holy Hall.
However, Lette seemed not at all surprised by this decision.
"That lad admires his father greatly, so going to the Black robed Holy Hall is probably to follow in his father’s footsteps."
Lette chatted casually with those around him as he walked, and hearing this, the little girls following them were suddenly enlightened.
Flander’s girlfriends apparently considered this Holy Light Young Master as their idol, and upon hearing that Lette and his group were going to meet him, they quickly gathered to plead for him to take them along.
Lette naturally did not mind, after all, in his view, it was just a normal meet-up, nothing special.