A Contest (5,000-Word Special Chapter, Wishing Everyone a Happy Valentine's Day)

City Lord Claut and Lord Wali had used the matter of the provisional Light Knight candidates to jointly make trouble for Solan in front of Elisa the moment they arrived under the pretext of paying a visit—something Solan had never anticipated. It was like superiors coming down to inspect the work: the people below had painstakingly prepared everything needed to deal with the inspection, only for someone to suddenly leap out and stop the car in public, shouting out grievances and accusations. It was an indescribably awful feeling.

In fact, Solan had already reached an agreement with Claut and Wali concerning the candidates. Their sudden change of face now caught him completely off guard. What enraged and alarmed the priest even more was that Ternixiu, the captain of the Light Knight corps whom he trusted most, had bitten back at the most critical moment, leaving him unable to save face.

Ternixiu had been personally promoted by Solan through connections behind the scenes. For over ten years, the two had worked together in perfect harmony, managing Gaddon City's church in exemplary order—or at least, there had been no major incidents, so their "achievements" looked quite impressive.

A few days ago, over this candidate slot, Solan had even paid Ternixiu a special visit to talk him around. The moment Ternixiu heard that it concerned the bigger picture, he immediately slapped his chest and agreed, saying he would have his disciple Rodan voluntarily give up his candidate slot. Solan had even felt apologetic and promised him quite a few benefits. Who would have thought that at the most crucial moment today, Ternixiu would suddenly emerge and stab him in the back—a fatal stab!

Seeing the fleeting cold smile on Ternixiu's square face, Solan suddenly understood. The central figure in this incident was not