The golden sunset hid below the distant horizon, leaving a final, fading blush on the rolling river surface amidst the tiny yellow and white waves.
Before nightfall, Sun Fei carefully examined the injuries of his several trusted generals once more. After most of the day's rest, Drogba and Torres, thanks to Sun Fei's combined treatment, were almost fully recovered. Sun Fei let them rest in their respective tents for the time being, without using the Paladin's power or [ Life Healing Potion ] to treat them, allowing them to recover naturally. Only Čech had almost no injuries; his heartbeat and breathing were perfectly normal, but he had fallen into a deep sleep and could not be woken up no matter how much he was called. Sun Fei still could not find any signs of illness.
"It seems the only option is to call in some skilled physicians to examine him, or wait until the Aversion to Battle Tournament is over and then go directly to that [ Silver-Armored Berserker ] to get some answers."
Having made up his mind, Sun Fei instructed everyone to take good care of Čech and temporarily entrusted military command within the Chambord camp to the Heng and Ha Generals.
As night fell, Sun Fei's heart stirred. He switched to [ Assassin Mode ], quietly patrolled the camp, then transformed into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the Moro Mountains. In less than ten minutes, he returned to the [ Giant Pit Battlefield ], deep within the forest's edge. He found that even after several days, the dozen or so protective magic arrays outside the [ Giant Pit Battlefield ] still pulsated with powerful magic, acting like trigger-based traps, firmly guarding the [ Giant Pit Battlefield ].
Although he knew that the mysterious expert would not come again, and that the magic circle had very little effect on his Spiritual Power training, making this place meaningless to Sun Fei Sun Fei still couldn't help but habitually come over to take a look.
Of course, besides that, Sun Fei's main purpose in coming here was to erase the traces he left behind when he fought against the mysterious expert.
For some reason, Sun Fei had a vague feeling that he should erase all traces of himself left in the Giant Pit Battlefield. Only in this way could he nip any potential danger in the bud.
This process took Sun Fei about an hour. He carefully erased all traces related to Sun Fei, leaving only the aura and the Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint left behind by the mysterious expert and the mysterious super assassin when they fought several days ago, and the chaotic flow of Dou Qi in the void.
Standing quietly atop a towering, solitary peak outside the [ Giant Pit Battlefield ], gazing into the distance, the cold wind whipping his face and his black hair dancing in the air, Sun Fei couldn't help but think again of that mysterious and powerful figure who was like a father and a teacher, yet remained an enigma. Knowing that he would not appear here again, he glanced back into the distance, then his figure cascaded down the solitary peak like a waterfall, rushing back along the path he had come from towards the Chambord Camp.
From now on, he may never come here again.
"Your Majesty, you're finally back." As they arrived at the camp gate, the prison warden Oleg, who was leading a patrol, hurriedly came to greet them. Judging from the fat man's anxious face, he had clearly been waiting for something very urgently.
"Who's looking for me?" Sun Fei's eyes immediately fell upon an exquisitely crafted magical carriage, faintly gleaming with silver light, parked at the inner gate of the camp. He then noticed about sixty knights in full black cloaks and silver armor, their expressions solemn. Looking closer at the red crosses adorning the white robes over their light armor, he grew increasingly puzzled and asked, "Are they from the Church?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, this time they have arrived with great esteemed guests. It is Lord Kaká, the [ Son of God ], from the Holy Mountain of the Holy Church, and his accompanying red-robed attendant, the High Priest Baresi. They have been waiting for a long time."
Oleg clearly held the Holy Church in awe, fearing that the distinguished guests from the Church were getting impatient. Seeing His King return, he was overjoyed and quickly leaned in to whisper in Sun Fei's ear the details. It turned out that shortly after Sun Fei left the Chambord camp, the Church's important figure, " Son of God " Kaká, and his mentor, the priest Baresi, accompanied by a high-ranking priest from the Saint Petersburg diocese, arrived at the Chambord camp, specifically to pay a visit to the King of Chambord. However, because Sun Fei was out, the group had been waiting in the tent for nearly an hour.
Sun Fei nodded, remaining calm and letting Oleg announce the news from the front, while a series of subtle waves stirred within him.
This " Son of God " Kaká of the Holy Church, for some unknown reason, has always been very interested in me. He extended an invitation when I was dueling with the Four Judgment Knight, and later, when I destroyed the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps, he had his attendant, the priest Baresi, convey a message warmly inviting me to meet. If an ordinary person received such treatment from a distinguished guest of the Church See, they would probably have rushed to meet him long ago. However, Sun Fei has been putting it off as much as possible, and has not taken the initiative to visit this " Son of God " from the Holy Church's sacred Holy Mountain who has been traveling through Saint Petersburg.
Firstly, Sun Fei had never had a good impression of charlatans. Influenced by some concepts from his previous life, he had no religious inclinations. Secondly, the arrogant and domineering behavior of the priests like Mazzola, the priest of King of Chambord, had already made Sun Fei have a very low opinion of this behemoth on the continent. Thirdly, Sun Fei possessed the power of a [Necromancer] from the Diablo World and had used necromancy in the defense of Chambord City. Although he did not reveal the power of other classes after switching his power attribute, Sun Fei still kept his distance from the people of the Holy Church to avoid being discovered by others.
During this period, Sun Fei had gained a comprehensive understanding of much information about the Holy Church.
The Church's hatred for necromancy is particularly intense, bordering on a blood feud akin to murdering one's father or stealing one's wife. Upon discovering any trace of Necromancy, they adopt a ruthless policy of "better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free." Every moment on the Azeroth Continent, people are drowned in rivers, burned at the stake, or hanged for having affairs with necromancers. To give a not-so-exaggerated example, before Sun Fei, if even a beggar were to testify that Chambord City had affairs with necromancers, the King of Chambord would be severely punished under the Holy Church's iron-fisted policy, even if they didn't die.
Sun Fei had been avoiding this " Son of God " Kaká as much as possible, but unexpectedly, the most popular guy actually came to him on his own initiative.
Isn't this a classic case of enemies always meeting?
Under the unfriendly, slightly mocking, and hostile gazes of over sixty Church knights, Sun Fei walked towards the large tent where guests were being received. Perhaps in the eyes of these guardian knights of the [ Son of God ], this minor King, who dared to repeatedly ignore the invitations of the incomparably noble [ Son of God ], and now even putting on airs, was truly a heinous and wicked fellow?
"Haha, Your Majesty Alexander, it's been a long time! We've finally met."
As soon as Sun Fei stepped into the reception tent, he heard the booming laughter of the divine master Baresi.
Sun Fei looked up and saw the high-ranking priest of the Church, whom he had met briefly not long ago, stand up from his seat with a hearty smile and greet him. This still-robust Old Man was wearing the same simple black and white robe covered with numerous flower-like patches, and straw sandals woven from tree bark. His gray hair and beard exuded a wise, weathered air, yet also a slight arrogance. This arrogance was subtly concealed, making it difficult for most people to detect.
Divine Master Baresi is an unfathomable master who had met Sun Fei once before in the underground hall of the Blood Blade Mercenary Headquarters.
He was also a high-ranking cardinal priest of the Church, holding an extremely high position.
Such a person, appearing anywhere in the Zenit Empire, would be the center of attention.
However, Sun Fei's gaze was instantly drawn to the person who was smiling and standing up from the head seat of Baresi.
This was a young man who had just turned twenty. His chestnut hair was smooth and flowing, and his facial features matched all the descriptions of a handsome man. His eyes, as bright as stars, sparkled with sincerity and clarity, instantly inspiring goodwill in anyone who saw him. He was tall and slender but not thin, with a broad chest and strong arms, conforming to the strictest golden ratio. He wore a black and white Church robe that was spotless and immaculate, giving him an air of unparalleled simplicity. The gold thread along the edge of the robe's sleeves added a touch of nobility to his appearance. He was as heroic and radiant as Divine Realm Son of God fallen to earth.
Without needing any introduction from others, Sun Fei could tell from this demeanor and bearing alone that this person must be Kaká, the " Son of God," who came from the Holy Mountain of the Holy Church and traveled through Saint Petersburg, the capital of the Zenit Empire.
Seeing Kaká's extraordinary and unassuming demeanor, like a Son of God being, even the narcissistic Sun Fei felt a pang of jealousy at this moment.
This is a perfect man.
The instant he saw Kaká, for some reason, Sun Fei suddenly thought of another person—the Second Prince Dominguez. Both Dominguez and Kaká were handsome men so strikingly beautiful that even heaven and earth were jealous; a single glance from them could make countless noblewomen and young girls scream and swoon. However, they were different. The Second Prince's handsomeness carried a hint of languor and uninhibitedness, slightly effeminate, while Kaká's handsomeness was the extremely sunny and ambitious type, more masculine.
These two were like the Scorching Sun and the demonic moon in the sky, truly unique.
In their world, all other living beings are like the stars in the sky; no matter how bright and shining they are, no matter how eternally they twinkle, they cannot rival the brilliance of these two.
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