Brother Xian Zong, A Noble Person, One Who Has Deviated From Low-Level Interests

"Knight Agnes."

Ansu's expression turned grim, his scholarly face exuding an aura of righteous dignity. "I will not accept any gifts, there's no need for you to say more."

Seeing Brother Xian Zong getting angry, Agnes dared not speak.

Brother Xian Zong was indeed an upright and inflexible person. She felt it was difficult.

She truly wanted to repay Brother Xian Zong's life-saving grace.

After a long pause.

"Dawn is breaking,"

Ansu finally broke the silence slowly, his tone softening. "I must return to the Imperial Capital. The journey is long, may I borrow your horse?"

"My mount—" he showed a hint of regret. "Unfortunately, just now, it was shot and killed by Your Excellency Calvin."

May I borrow your horse? Agnes felt something was odd about the phrasing.

Agnes also saw the horse that was killed by the Spear of Light.

Facing Calvin's attack, Brother Xian Zong didn't fight back and even intended to cast Blessing Magic for the fallen Calvin. It was only because of this that her horse was shot and killed.

Of course, you can, it's just borrowing a horse. Agnes was about to agree immediately, but then she thought of something.

As mentioned before, Agnes was a person with high emotional intelligence, a captain with high emotional intelligence.

Was all of this truly just as it seemed?

Like a thunderbolt striking from the crown of her head down to her spine, she felt a sense of clarity, she understood!

Regardless of whether her guess was right or wrong, Agnes knew what she should say at this moment.

She immediately gave a few instructions to a nearby attendant. The attendant first looked stunned, but then quickly ran outside.

"I regret to say, we don't have any spare Sacred Knights in our team."

Agnes refused first, then added, "However, this horse is temporarily without an owner, so you can borrow it to ride back to the city."

The attendant had already led the horse over. This magnificent horse was snow-white, with Holy Light emanating from its hooves, and a tuft of snow-white fur on its forehead. Its presence was unlike that of ordinary horses. It was precisely the Sacred Knight, Calvin's beloved mare with divine beast bloodline.

[Sacred Beast Unicorn] [Mid-tier Sacred Quality] [Skill: Sanctuary] [Riding a unicorn can resist some low-tier Curses]

Look at my art of speaking, I used the word 'borrow'.

After this horse was scared away, it instinctively ran towards the city and encountered the large search party for Calvin along the way.

Agnes knew how to improve. Look at my art of speaking, I'm even starting to use the word 'borrow'!

This was not giving a gift.

It was simply lending it to Lord Xian Zong because it was inconvenient for him to go home. As for the long journey to the Imperial Capital, when Lord Xian Zong would return it was up to fate.

The Sacred Knight saw Ansu and clearly showed resistance.

But Agnes forcefully held the unicorn's reins. "This child has lost its master, it's fortunate to meet you."

The unicorn stared at Agnes with a look of existential doubt.

Agnes directly and enthusiastically handed the reins to Brother Xian Zong: Your original owner doesn't have an opinion, so what right do you have to?

"You child, you are quite thoughtful. Then I shall borrow it."

There's progress, but it's still not enough. Ansu smiled. "Then we shall meet again in the future."

From the moment Ansu saw this Sacred Knight, he wanted to get his hands on it.

The reason was simple. Since it had a trace of divine beast bloodline, he could continuously breed it, constantly refreshing its attributes until he got a treasure.

This kind of operation was his favorite thing to do in his previous life's fifth playthrough.

He directly mounted the horse. "By the way, you're here for a Witch Hunt tonight, aren't you?"

"I won't hide it from you," Agnes gave a bitter smile. "Our Red Moon hunt this time might yield nothing."

Nothing at all.

This was a top-tier disgrace in the sixty years since the Border Holy See was established.

She would likely be impeached, or even dismissed, upon her return. she thought silently.

"Go fifty kilometers south, you'll see a river. Follow the river downstream, and there's a cave," Ansu said. "There's a Heresy Stronghold there."

Agnes looked at Brother Xian Zong gratefully, having received another favor. She no longer knew what to say.

The reason Ansu told her was simple: to make her go fifty kilometers away, as far as possible, so she wouldn't delay Brother Xian Zong's great earnings tonight.

She still had to say thank you.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Agnes bowed her head with her subordinates. "I truly don't know how to repay your benevolence!"

"May the Goddess's radiance shine upon the world forever," Ansu said with a bright smile. "You only need to agree to one thing for me."

"What is it?"

"If you ever find sacrificial children at a Heresy Stronghold in the future, please don't eliminate them. If it's inconvenient for you to handle them, secretly send them to my disciple, Ansu Morningstar's residence."

"Of course, you must swear to the Goddess not to reveal this matter."

This statement struck Agnes like a bolt from the blue.

It completely stunned her, causing her mind to freeze.

Ansu Morningstar, the heir of the Morningstar Family, was actually the secret disciple of this Saint standing before her!

Everything suddenly connected; everything made sense.

No wonder this good-for-nothing had been acting so strangely for the past month, no wonder he was determined to join the Holy See, no wonder he had been studying so diligently every day!

It turned out the Saint had come.

It turned out he had been accepted as a disciple by the Saint himself—

Although taking a Child of Curse as a disciple was, by all conventional logic, an absurd thing to do.

But Ansu's previously established persona came into play: Brother Xian Zong had still spared no effort to save and guide the fallen Calvin.

Brother Xian Zong was a noble person, someone detached from base desires.

Therefore, taking a Child of Curse as a disciple wasn't so outrageous.

Guiding those on the verge of falling towards goodness was precisely the creed of this great Saint, Agnes thought to herself.

Why didn't Brother Xian Zong want anyone else to know, only her?

This was Brother Xian Zong giving her an opportunity!

Seeing her expression, a subtle smile flickered across Ansu's lips.

His words were a kill with four birds.

First, the Children of Darkness were all talents, crucial talents for his future plans, so of course, he couldn't let them go.

Ansu had a clear understanding of himself; he knew his moral qualities were very low, in short, he wasn't a good person—but he wouldn't slaughter children.

Second, he had found a very powerful backer, a fox borrowing the tiger's might, so many troublesome matters wouldn't fall on his shoulders.

Third, no matter how his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds in the future, he would have a legitimate reason: just say Brother Xian Zong taught him!

And the last reason, the most important one:

Those small gifts that Brother Xian Zong found inconvenient or beneath him to accept during holidays, those could be given to his disciple Ansu by the Knight Agnes from now on, couldn't they?

One must always give young people a chance to improve!

"I swear to the Goddess," Agnes and her retainers knelt on one knee, "that we will honor your teachings! And we will certainly not reveal this to outsiders!"

Ansu nodded slightly. "Farewell, then."

The Sacred Beast Unicorn had been quite resistant initially, but after Ansu whispered something in its ear about 'the Goddess'— before he could finish, the Sacred Beast instantly became docile, not daring to move.

As everyone watched, Ansu rode the Sacred Knight deeper into the wilderness. The blood-red moon grew thinner; in three hours, the sky would break into dawn.

The three-day Blood Moon night was finally coming to an end.

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