You See, Calvin Has No Objections

The Holy See Knight, Third-tier Saint Agnes, discovered Calvin's disappearance.

According to the Holy Knights' regulations, reports should be made with a Magic Device at regular intervals, but Calvin hadn't responded for several minutes.

Perhaps he had encountered an attack.

These past few days had been unpleasant for them, to the point where they had almost drawn swords against each other.

Honestly, Agnes was very disappointed in Calvin, even wondering if he had gone mad.

But Calvin was the Son of the Priest and an Acolyte Saint of the Holy See. If anything happened to him, she, as the team leader, would have to bear the responsibility.

So, despite her dissatisfaction, She quickly gathered her teammates and, following the location shown by the Magic Device, they pursued.

Along the way, they saw a horse pierced by a Spear of Light and an abandoned carriage.

Agnes could recognize the trace of the Spear of Light; it was unique to Calvin.

She frowned.

It seemed Calvin hadn't been attacked.

On the contrary, it was possible Calvin had attacked this passerby.

They continued to follow the traces.

Thus, from a distance, they saw the scene before them—

Calvin's eyes were bloodshot, his expression ferocious. The killing intent emanating from his pupils could be felt even from this distance;

His abdomen was unnaturally swollen, emitting a most ominous and evil aura.

Calvin gripped a Holy Spear and lunged directly at a Youth, his ferocious appearance a complete contrast to his usual gentle and elegant, perfect knight demeanor!

This killing intent was even more potent than that of an Esoteric Cultist.

Conversely, the Youth he was attacking showed no resentment. Instead, his face was filled with pity.

He neither dodged nor weaved. The magic he cast towards Calvin was neither a curse nor an attack spell, but a Holy Light-type Blessing Spell.

Although she didn't know the specific spell, Agnes was certain it was a Holy Light blessing.

After all, the gentle and bright aura revealed the essence of the spell.

Agnes had never seen a man like this: the opponent was about to kill him, had already thrown a Spear of Light, yet he still offered blessings to his enemy.

Besides a madman, only a saint could do this.

Agnes didn't know why the Youth before her was acting this way, but she was utterly disappointed in Calvin.

Losing contact with the main force, only to chase down such a Youth?

Despite this, she could only choose to help Calvin, even though she was unwilling.

The anomaly occurred at this moment.

Calvin's Holy Spear attack was easily blocked by the Youth, in a way that even Agnes couldn't comprehend.

The strangeness lay with Calvin.

Perhaps realizing he couldn't defeat the Youth, or perhaps in a fit of rage.

Calvin's face suddenly became terrifyingly ferocious, his pupils bulging unnaturally, and his eyeballs covered in bloodshot veins.

A bizarre and dark aura began to brew from him, surpassing even the most evil Esoteric Cultists.

Agnes could feel that Calvin was extraordinarily terrifying at this moment!

"Calvin—!" Agnes urged her horse forward, galloping closer.

"Don't come over, it's dangerous."

A calm and gentle voice rang out.

It was the Youth who was being attacked.

He slowly shook his head, his gaze falling on Calvin, filled with such pity and gentleness, overflowing with compassion and care, even showing faint glimmers of tears.

Agnes froze.

"I originally wanted to use Holy Light Blessing to stop him,"

Ansu lowered his gaze, "I didn't expect to be a step too late."

"He's truly foolish, believing in the Evil Mother Goddess when he's so young."

"He was too impulsive. After being exposed, he actually sacrificed himself to the Void."

You damn… what the hell are you talking about?

Calvin, opposite him, glared with rage, roaring inwardly, wanting to loudly denounce Ansu's evil deeds, but the pain rendered him unable to speak.

He was completely consumed by agony, only letting out the most heart-wrenching roars from his mouth.

"Ah!"

Only at this moment did he truly understand the suffering of others—

The Children of Darkness, who were summoned by his driving them away, those children, when they endured those punishments, could not speak either, and could only let out such painful wails.

"Ah!!"

This cry made him seem more like an Esoteric Cultist.

"You!"

What hurt him even more was that this guy in front of him had started spewing nonsense again!

"Child, I don't blame you. I know you blame yourself. I forgive you."

Ansu looked at him with pity, "Even though you chased me all the way here, I don't blame you, and I've never resented you."

"I... I..." He spoke intermittently, but could no longer say anything, only spitting out blood again and again.

Tears of blood welled in his eyes.

Ansu, with 'Gradual Eastern Dawn' above his head, gently shook his head, "I understand what you mean."

"I swear to the Radiant Goddess, I have never resented you, nor have I ever attacked you. I will only bless you."

"May the Lord forgive your sins."

Everything Ansu said was the truth.

Every word was true.

Because he had indeed never attacked Calvin, he had only used blessing magic.

He had also never resented Calvin.

Therefore, Ansu dared to swear to the Goddess.

So that's how it is!

After hearing Ansu's explanation, Agnes and her subordinates suddenly understood – as everyone knew, oaths made to gods could not be lied.

They had also seen the traces along the way and detected them with scouting magic. It was indeed Calvin who had been chasing this youth.

This nameless youth had not even fought back.

It was a one-sided chase.

Agnes's heart stirred. So, this youth before her, was willing to be injured himself to stop Calvin's fall.

Otherwise, why would he have cast blessing magic on Calvin?

She had encountered a similar situation with Calvin when she was hunting high-tier Esoteric Cultists with the Priest.

That Esoteric Cultist had also been driven to madness, and used his own life as a sacrifice to cast Taboo Magic.

At that time, they had not been able to stop him in time, allowing him to summon a high-tier demon from the Void.

In that battle, their small team was almost wiped out.

And Calvin's current state was very similar to that high-tier Esoteric Cultist.

Then he could only be sacrificing himself to summon a demon.

How could they have imagined that there was such an ingenious Underworld Style school of thought as the 'Light-Dark Priest School of Thought' in this world.

That monster was not summoned at all, but born from Calvin!

Giving birth to aliens.

Her thought process was flawed, but the result happened to be correct – of course, this was also the effect of Ansu's deliberate guidance.

Everything fell into place.

Why had the once perfect Paladin's temperament changed so drastically? It turned out he had been bewitched by the Mother Goddess of Life.

Recalling the three days under the Red Moon, everything became clear.

Why was it that every time Calvin led them on a Witch Hunt to a stronghold, the Esoteric Cultists would always disappear?

Calvin said they were dealt with by despicable individuals in advance, But would those despicable individuals clean the floors after eliminating the Esoteric Cultists?

This defied common sense.

The only thing that made sense was that someone had tipped them off.

And that person could only be Calvin.

After all, only he knew the locations of the Esoteric Cultists' strongholds.

At the same time, he was trying to frame another innocent person for this – someone had cleared the Heresy Stronghold in advance and stolen his prey.

This righteous youth before them was the target of his framing.

This youth was likely just a simple folk witch hunter, but he had run into Calvin.

That's why he had left the main group and secretly come to hunt this youth.

The attacked carriage on the road was evidence.

But unexpectedly, he was no match for the youth before him.

With nothing left to lose, he went completely mad and sacrificed his own life to summon a void demon.

"Ahhh."

Calvin screamed, his lower body bleeding profusely and utterly mangled.

Under the blood moon, the two void creatures were finally born into this world, bringing with them an unparalleled terror.

One male, one female, they took the form of giant moths, possessing monstrous insectoid mouths.

Beneath those mouths were layer upon layer of more mouths, and with each one that opened, hundreds of millions of tiny teeth were revealed.

Yet, despite being insectoid, they also possessed mammalian characteristics.

Their mere existence was a defilement.

The Holy Knights were so terrified they didn't dare to approach.

[Void Moth (Male): Fourth-tier Void Life]

[Void Moth (Female): Third-tier Void Life]

But they actually had another hidden attribute, one that only Calvin, as their mother, could see:

[Due to the influence of All Things Grow, its duration is one minute]

So they weren't as terrifying as imagined; as long as they could hold on for one minute—that wouldn't be difficult.

But he would never have the chance to speak again.

Because the two void moths turned to look at him, and Calvin discovered that each void moth had a small human face on its abdomen.

Next, Calvin heard the most terrifying words of his life, and the last words he would ever hear.

The two human faces opened their mouths and said to Calvin in childish voices:

"Mama."

"Hungry."

"Want."

"Milk. Drink milk."

Calvin didn't even have time to use his amulet—though in his current state, he lacked the strength to use it anyway.

The twins opened thousands of mouths towards Calvin.

"Drink milk."

"Mwah."

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