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By the time the sky was fully bright, Lin Qi had bribed his way onto Berely's city walls with a few gold coins.
One look was enough to leave Lin Qi staring blankly. Outside Berely's walls stood an endless sea of military tents. At least two hundred thousand regular troops had surrounded Berely on all sides, and from time to time, the auras of quite a few Saint-realm experts rose from within the camps, either deliberately or unintentionally.
"Holy Light I really lost his temper, huh?" Lin Qi thoughtfully rubbed the stubble on his face.
Had Holy Light I not lost his temper?
A perfectly fine court banquet celebrating his birthday had already successfully stirred up a conflict between Arthur and "Dragon Mountain Count"; the two had even come to blows before everyone's eyes! Yet an outrageously powerful enemy had actually launched a sneak attack on Ais Te, the representative of the Silver Iris Family!
Fortunately, the person behind that sneak attack had a special identity. An existence like an Apocalypse Gray Knight was not something ordinary people could handle, and the Church, which possessed special agencies for dealing with such abnormal entities, had already taken over the case.
But Spet had barged into Victory Palace and humiliated Holy Light I in front of so many nobles. That was simply too much to bear.
Whether it was to save face, to give the civil and military officials of the court an explanation, or to intimidate the nobles of various nations still lingering in Berely, Holy Light I had gathered troops at dawn and sealed off the entire city so tightly that not even water could leak through. The excuse was ready-made: to hunt down the