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Muga still had no expression on his face, as if he had just slapped a noisy fly, and turned to the boy in front of him and said, "Don't blame me, Your Highness. Although this gift is too simple, the Pope thought that Your Highness would like it, so he ordered me to deliver it personally. If this person hadn't taken the initiative to report it, we wouldn't have found you so quickly..."

Faced with the Sword of Judgment's humble and respectful attitude, the boy blinked his eyes, and a golden glow seemed to flow out of them. The doubt in his eyes almost overflowed, as if he didn't understand what happened: "Son of God? But my identity is..."

"Of course you are the Son of the Temple." Muga's tone was very firm and he could not refute it. He tried to smile and said piously, "This is the will of my God, the will of the Temple, and the destiny of heaven."

While speaking, this saint-level figure standing at the top of the world has stepped forward, pulled out the two-handed broadsword at hand, and held the sword horizontally with both hands, raising it in front of the young man. This is the action of entrusting life to the knight when he pledges allegiance to the monarch or nobles since the Arthur era.

The judges who followed him all bowed their heads in unison and made the same gesture.

"We come here in accordance with the will of the Dragon God, and want to welcome back the Son of God and crown His Highness in the holy city of Heilbot."

For a moment, everyone's eyes seemed to fall on the young man who stood there in a daze, looking a little overwhelmed. His golden hair was scattered on his snow-white robe, and his handsome face showed a bit of surprise, obviously he was very surprised by this sudden "attack".

Even so, it did not diminish the pure, vast, and extremely brilliant divine aura on him.

"Ah this..."

The few reincarnations who came out a step later were already stunned. They looked at this scene incomprehensible.

Just now, they ran out in a hurry, full of plans on how to save the Son of the World.

Before, seeing that the Son of the World could not be persuaded, he had to take the risk to see the Sword of Judgment for the members of the Truth Seminar, which was no different from actively sending himself to death, and they had invested hard and did not want to see everything wasted, so they had to follow him.

But the three people who knew their own strength well knew that they could never be the opponents of this world's top powerhouse, and they did not have confidence in this. The only thing they could do was to use special props to take him away before the Son of the World was about to die.

It was because they were discussing the escape plan that these people were late.

The moment they rushed out, their eyes accurately found the Son of the World and the Sword of Judgment standing in front of him. From their perspective, they could only see the Sword of Judgment Muga bending down and pulling up the two-handed broadsword on the ground.

——With the distance between the two people, with Muga's profound strength, he could kill the Son of the World with one sword, and they had no time to rescue him.

At this moment, several people were horrified. They could only secretly hate themselves for being too slow, and at the same time, they sighed deeply in their hearts, and felt deep regret and helplessness for the Son of the World who insisted on being strong.

——As expected!

——Even if you are the Son of the World with a full halo of the protagonist, you must pay attention to the basic law of upgrading step by step! The Temple Judge is a late-stage boss that can only be encountered after gaining enough reputation. How can you want to subdue such a person just after leaving the Novice Village?

——Is it going to be a failure now? Not only is it a failure, but even our investment will be wasted...

——Eh? Eh eh eh? ? ?

Before they finished sighing, the eyes of the three reincarnations were wide open, and then they got wider and wider.

They watched the notorious "Sword of Judgment" bowed respectfully, lowered his head, and showed a gesture of loyalty and submission in front of the boy. They almost suspected that they were dreaming.

Listening to Muga respectfully inviting the Son of God to return to the Temple, the expressions on the faces of the three people became even more stunned and confused.

They looked at each other and threw away the many escape plans in their minds. For a moment, they were filled with regret that "the hero has no place to use his skills", and for a moment, they had a sincere admiration for the young man in front of them.

In the past, the protagonists of those times, who didn't climb up one by one, gather more and more people around them, show the courage and ability to save the world, and finally get the recognition of top forces such as the Temple and the King's Palace, so that they have the qualifications to temporarily mobilize the two major forces?

And this one? He came up with the guidance of the gods, the destiny, and was directly appointed by the whole world?

——The Son of the World, is so terrifying? !

In shock and confusion, several people cast their expectant and curious eyes on the young man, and wanted to know his answer.

At this moment, a thunderous voice filled with anger came from the distant sky, but it exploded clearly in everyone's ears: "Muga——!"

Along with this voice came a sharp light that pierced the sky like a meteor.

The world in front of everyone seemed to be illuminated by this light in an instant, leaving only a vast white light in their eyes. In the white light, it seemed as if a ball of fire fell from the sky, and even the air seemed to be distorted by the burning.

When the illusion disappeared, they saw that Muga, the Sword of Judgment, had raised his two-handed broadsword and blocked a black spear that broke through the air and seemed to fall like a stream of fire.

His whole body also stepped back several steps, and a series of cracks spread on the ground under his feet.

At the same time, a black shadow stepped heavily in the air several times and ran quickly in this direction, leaving only a series of afterimages behind him, and then followed the spear. The man's outstretched arm naturally caught the spear that was forced back, turned it lightly, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground. He raised his head and cast his extremely sharp eyes on the "Sword of Judgment".

This is a black knight in black armor.

He immediately stood in front of the boy, vaguely protecting the innocent and confused boy behind him, and looked at Muga with suppressed anger in his eyes.

"--What do you want to do with the candidate of the Royal Palace?"

Looking at him, who was protecting his shortcomings without knowing anything, Muga had a blank expression on his face, and did not want to leak the news of the Son of God to the Royal Palace that was at odds with them: "This matter has nothing to do with you, Gattuso. There are so many descendants of the King of Sin, do you have to take care of every one of them?"

Gattuso Yuri, the Lord of the Royal Palace, is also a person who can fight Muga in the trial without losing.

His interference made Muga quite troubled and puzzled. After all, although the Royal Palace was willing to protect the blood of the King of Sin, those people took the initiative to find the Royal Palace, but I have never heard that the Lord of the Royal Palace would come to find someone in person.

The Black Knight laughed, his tone was somewhat rogue: "Others don't matter, but I will definitely take care of those who can be captured by the Sword of Judgment."

Not long ago, he accidentally learned from the secret agent he had developed for many years that the Temple had discovered the blood of a sin king, and "Sword of Judgment" Muga actually went out in person. He was keenly aware that there was definitely something unusual here, and he must not let the Temple succeed easily.

He blocked the young man behind him tightly, and raised the spear in his hand diagonally: "In short, you can't take him away. This is a candidate for our royal palace."

"I came to welcome the Son of God. When do I need the royal palace to agree?"

Muga was annoyed by his nonsense, his hand was already on the hilt, and he looked at him coldly.

"Holy, Holy Son?" Gattuso was stunned. He looked at Muga, who looked serious, and then looked back at the innocent boy. "Are you serious?"

No one knew better than him how much the Temple hated the descendants of the King of Sin. It was impossible to let a descendant of the King of Sin be the Son of God. It was even more impossible to joke about the Son of God. He stepped back a little embarrassedly, took out a crystal ball from the storage ring, and murmured awkwardly: "It seems that I made a mistake..."

He was about to tell them to continue and not to care about him, but his eyes suddenly condensed and he was motionless.

The blood mist in the crystal ball was surging, and it was dyed into a ruby-like color in a very short time.

"No, that's not right!" Gattuso's steps back paused, he turned his head little by little, staring at the boy's face, "It's the blood of the King of Sin! And the blood concentration is so rich that it has awakened to the ancestral level!"

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Then, the man took back the steps he had just taken, and covered the person tightly in a particularly domineering manner, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him away.

He looked at Muga with great surprise and raised the crystal ball: "Such a blood concentration... You said it was the Son of the Temple? Are you kidding?! This should be the new king that our palace has been waiting for for a long time!"

At this point, his surprised look turned into a strong vigilance, and his eyes seemed to penetrate all the truth.

... Could it be that Muga, the old guy, knew the truth a long time ago and deliberately came to capture the new king that their palace had been looking for for many years? It's just that he didn't expect him to arrive in time, so he didn't hesitate to make up such a lie about the Son of the Holy Son... Everything is to prevent the rise of the palace? ? ?

When he thought about this, he took a breath of cold air.

...Too insidious, too insidious. Really too insidious. I thought you were the upright Sword of Judgment, but I didn't expect you to be such a shady old bastard? !

Gattuso was in a bad mood. He wanted to turn into a dragon guarding treasures and quickly surround the new king they had finally found, leaving no gaps to prevent some people from coveting him.

Muga: "???"

He didn't expect there would be such a coincidence in the world. He looked carefully at the crystal ball that was not fake, and then looked at the Palace Master Gattuso who looked like # I have seen through your lies##I didn't expect you to be such a person # , and the veins on his forehead couldn't help but jump.

If it was just to ask for someone from the Truth Seminar, everything would be simple, but the Palace also got involved in the fight...

...Now...it's troublesome.

While the two were confronting each other, the four guardians of the royal palace finally arrived with other royal knights. They looked at each other in bewilderment with the many judges present, and the situation suddenly came to a stalemate.

The third party present, the members of the Truth Seminar who should have been jointly attacked by the Royal Palace and the Holy Temple on weekdays, have become complete gobblers.

They ate the melon happily, their eyes swept from here to there, and finally landed on the boy who was being fought over by both sides. Their expressions suddenly stiffened as they ate the melon, and the melon in their hands was no longer sweet. They have already reacted -

This person has been confessed by the Pope himself. Meeting him is like meeting the Pope’s distinguished guest. If they watch each other being taken away while the Pope is not around, what will they say when the Pope appears again?

Fortunately, the person at the center of the incident seemed to realize their dilemma and finally took the initiative to stand up.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to go anywhere just yet."

There was a hint of apology in the young man's pure voice, which blew through everyone's ears like a breeze.

He took a step forward and met the gazes of the two saint-level figures. However, he did not seem to feel the slightest pressure, and he still smiled and said calmly:

"Thank you both for your kindness, but before I was in danger unexpectedly, it was the Truth Seminar that gave me a helping hand, which made me what I am today. I have promised that His Majesty the Pope will temporarily stay at the Truth Seminar. Here we work with him to achieve our common goals.”

What he said really caught people off guard and shocked them.