The Divine Attendant Laiser

The City of Light.

The amnesiac Ivan had no idea what kind of City this was, and the name did not stir any emotion within him.

But just by looking at the City's tall and majestic walls, its pristine white surfaces, and the exquisite sculptures near the city gates, one can tell that this City must be an extraordinary existence in this world.

It was nighttime, but Ivan saw flames flickering on the city walls, patrolling back and forth according to some kind of pattern.

Remembering what the gravedigger and the old man crossing the river had both said, Ivan became more alert.

As it turned out, his vigilance was justified. The torches patrolling the city walls belonged to the Knight who had once guarded the City, but they had now become irrational, crazed Warriors, simply patrolling with torches and attacking anything they could find.

After Ivan used his gradually recovering fighting instincts to take down some of them, he once peeled back their armor to see what was underneath.

These people under the armor, apart from having human outlines, had basically lost their human form. Their eyes were bloodshot and their bodies were shriveled, much like when Ivan had just awakened.

Perhaps it was this depletion that caused them to lose their reason, driving them to attack everything they witnessed with frenzied abandon.

Besides these crazed Knight, there were many soldiers in the fortress who had not lit their fires. They hid in the shadows and around the firelight, waiting for their chance to strike from blind spots.

Because of the light, although their weapons and armor were simpler, they were more lethal than the Knight. Moreover, they could operate the mechanisms in the fortress based on their instinctive memories. Ivan encountered more than once sharp arrows shooting out from the walls on both sides, or falling rocks and braziers from the sky.

If it weren't for his fighting instincts constantly reminding him, Ivan would have died countless times already.

Despite the complex structure and numerous enemies within the city walls, Ivan successfully infiltrated the city.

The space inside the city was more complex than that outside, and there were also some bulky, hooded individuals dressed like missionaries. These enemies could use magic to heal the Knight and soldiers, and could also launch Missile made of condensed light, which was very annoying.

After a bumpy and disorganized journey, Ivan, feeling utterly exhausted, sought refuge in a secluded little church within the city.

The location was remote, and apart from a few soldiers loitering nearby, there were no other enemies. Without alerting the other enemies, Ivan quietly eliminated them from behind and then hid inside the church.

Surprisingly, the church was not completely dark inside.

When Ivan entered the church, he found that the candle holders on both sides of the church had been cleaned and filled with candles, which were lit and emitted a warm light in this kingdom of eternal night.

Beneath the God Statue in the center of the church stood a figure wearing a white hooded cloak, with his back to Ivan.

He appeared to be praying to the God Statue.

Ivan gripped the hilt of his longsword, remaining alert, and moved closer to the man.

Are you awake?

He approached the man from behind, asked a question, and at the same time drew his sword.

If the man dared to turn around and howl at him, he would stab him with his sword.

Fortunately, this "person" did not attack him, but instead spoke clearly first.

"It's truly surprising; I never imagined there would still be any sane people left in this country."

His voice trembled, sounding like the vibration of two pieces of metal. As he spoke, he turned his face so that Ivan could see it.

Beneath the white hood, the "person's" face was a constantly shifting light, and above this light were several even more intense lights that formed his facial features, such as eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and nose.

Hello, Knight.

The "person" said to Ivan, "Your attire doesn't seem to belong to this kingdom. Where are you from? That southern country?"

I don't know where I'm from.

Ivan replied, "I came from the Graveyard."

"The Graveyard... I see."

The "person" suddenly became respectful and bowed to Ivan.

"Then you must be a Knight, if not a king, who will be remembered in history. Excuse me, I am Divine Attendant under the command of King Hirse of Dawn King, and my name is Laiser."

"Hirse..."

Upon hearing that name, for some reason, Ivan suddenly felt a strange surge of anger within him.

"Yes, the Dawn King, the Lord of the Gods, the Master of the Heavenly Palace, and the great being who ushered in this Age of Light."

Laiser's face was full of reverence as he looked at the God Statue behind him, a goddess.

"And this goddess was his consort, the Great Mother Korvi, the mother who gave birth to the Stars."

Ivan looked at the God Statue also seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. So he said, "But I've heard from others that in this era, haven't the celestial palaces already fallen to the ground?"

Laiser was speechless for a long time, then he said, "Yes, but I don't think that's accurate. The palace we once lived in has merely been moved to a place where you can see it. My lord's Glory has not completely faded; he continues to protect me until now, and that is the proof."

As he spoke, he opened his palm, and in his palm appeared the same light that had once appeared in the hands of the obese missionary.

"This is my lord's Divine Art. The fact that the Divine Art is effective means that my lord has not yet perished."

So this was the Divine Art of Hirse, the Dawn King...

Ivan reached out and scratched it, looking very curious. Seeing this, Laiser laughed and said, "Are you interested in this? I can teach you, as long as you swear allegiance to the Dawn King and join his Religious Sect, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Ivan suddenly opened his palm, and tiny points of light appeared in his palm.

The light condensed into an arrow under his will, and with a whoosh, it flew out and made a small dent in the church wall.

"I think I know how to release this thing, it's amazing..."

As Ivan spoke, he released an even warmer light, which washed away the dirt and dust from his body, causing his wounds to heal rapidly and return him to normal.

Seeing this, Laiser said blankly, "So you were once Divine Chosen of the Dawn King."