The road outside Lilai City.
Huang and Lin Yu each rode a tall black horse with two horns, proceeding at a leisurely pace.
Seeing five people ahead riding three horses, with four Heresy Inquisition members crammed onto two of them, Huang felt somewhat unreal.
Were these really those difficult people from the Heresy Inquisition?
And Huang knew...
She was completely benefiting from the light of the "Schreiber" beside her!
What he had just taken out... was the Golden Cross Medal issued by the headquarters of the Supreme Heresy Inquisition.
It did not represent his identity or position within the Heresy Inquisition. It represented only "merit."
The highest level and rank of "merit."
Those who obtained the Golden Cross Medal had either single-handedly wiped out an entire evil cult, charged into the Abyss and slaughtered their way in and out seven times until the Dark Creatures were reduced to ashes and quaked in terror, or killed upper-level Demon Blood Clan princes in a string...
In short, anyone who could obtain this medal was a ruthless figure, and those who could obtain it and remain alive were the most ruthless among ruthless figures.
So far, fewer than twenty Golden Cross Medals had been awarded.
As far as was known, the living holders were basically all "honorary inquisitors" registered at the headquarters of the Heresy Inquisition.
Calling them "Sir" was entirely appropriate.
Regardless of whether the person displaying the medal had obtained it personally or inherited it from their family, they were all beings whom members of a local inquisition could not afford to offend.
If they put a Demon-Sealing Shackle on the other party, His Holiness the pope of the Holy Fire Church might fly over the next second and slap them across the face.
Moreover, thanks to the blessings jointly bestowed