"Praise the Holy Light!"
The Storm Lord stepped over to Li Yu's side, dropped to one knee, and bowed to him. "Your Highness Victor, you saved us! You saved this land!"
"No! It wasn't me!"
Li Yu reached out and helped the Storm Lord up, his face filled with sanctity. "This was a gift from the Holy Light! Praise the Holy Light!"
"Your Highness Victor, you are far too humble!"
The Storm Lord bowed again in salute. "I pay my respects to you, His Highness Sacred Victor. You are the Incarnation of Light and Justice. You are the Sacred Being Walking the Earth!"
The battle for White Horse City had officially ended in victory.
Under the guidance of the "Holy Light," the Storm Lord had become a "Paladin," gaining vast and boundless sacred power.
The stunning performance of the Silver Hand Knights had also deeply shocked every White Horse City soldier who had taken part in the battle.
The sacredness and greatness of Holy Light had already taken root in everyone's hearts.
This place... would surely become a land of the Holy Light.
Li Yu's objective for this trip had been completely fulfilled.
With the Storm Lord, a Legendary Paladin, along with the warriors who had personally witnessed this battle and experienced the sacredness and greatness of Holy Light firsthand, spreading Holy Light doctrine would face no obstacles at all. Faith in the Holy Light was destined to blossom in White Horse City.
"Your Highness Victor, could you grant me the honor of commanding the Silver Hand Knights? I will establish a powerful paladin legion in White Horse City to uphold justice and fight evil!"
The Storm Lord had already become a paladin and personally experienced the mighty power of Holy Light. She was extremely interested in establishing a paladin