Velin stared at his empty right hand, still unable to process what had happened.
"Since you put it that way, I'll take this skewer as my payment."
Coming to his senses, Velin turned to look and saw Xuemiyya already standing at a stall, picking out fruit.
At the sight, Velin decided to snatch a few pieces once she finished shopping. He couldn't let her rob him without getting something back.
Half a month later, when Velin entered the Demiplane again, Lance chose to abandon his past, surrender to the Qixing Army, and pledge his allegiance to Velin.
Velin gave the young man, whom he suspected to be the New Continent's child of destiny, two options.
The first was to become an Inspectorate official, travel around the territory, and gather evidence of misconduct by officials.
The other was to lead the hunt for remnants of the Holy Blood Church in the three major districts: Qixing West District, Qixing East District, and Qixing South District.
Of the two options, Lance ultimately chose the second.
He had heard something of the atrocities those lunatics had committed in recent years.
Although he had now abandoned his faith, he had not abandoned his basic moral principles. Anyone who forsook those principles for their faith was his enemy.
On May 15, 9817 of the radiant calendar, Novien returned to the New Continent, bringing with her a letter from the Left Canon Chief of the Holy Third Dawn Kingdom.
At Okla City's Floating Ship Port, Velin couldn't help curling his lip as he watched Celeste pour out his longing to Novien.
Back when I helped you find a wife, you actually wanted to beat me up. Just wait until I establish my kingdom. You'll see how I keep you in line.
Turning his gaze away, Velin opened