The Holy Knight's hand was still frozen in mid-air, his visor facing Xiao Mu's bulging pink body, and he fell into an unprecedented downtime state.
The leader asked me to give the badge to this group of adventurers who seemed to be "heretical".
The team leader said that no matter what the other party’s reaction is, you don’t need to pay attention to it, just send the badge!
But the clergy in this team actually refused to accept the appointment of the Holy and Great Knights!
In the end, the badge was swallowed by a slime in the adventure team! ?
What to do now?
Declare that the majesty of the Holy Light is inviolable, the glory of the Holy Knights cannot be trampled upon, and judge the team in front of you on behalf of the Thirteenth Holy Knights?
Um……
He could also clearly feel the spatial positioning magic and environmental atmosphere monitoring magic of the trainee judge's badge.
Although the holy light on the badge seemed to have been devoured, the aura of holy light on this slime seemed to be quite strong. The captain had seen it several times but never judged it. Could it be a natural holy light monster?
That should be forgivable.
But, giving the slime the badge of the Apprentice Inquisitor of the Holy Knights?
This was obviously beyond his common sense as a member of the Holy Knights.
He was silent for a few seconds, as if trying to recall whether there were any provisions in the scriptures or the rules of the Holy Knights that could deal with this absurd scene before him.
Finally, he slowly withdrew his hand and saluted again in the direction of Mark, or rather, Xiao Mu.
"Duty passed. May the Light guide your path, Trainee Inquisitor... and your bonded companion."
The knight's voice sounded even more direct than before, even with a hint of subtle confusion.
After saying this, he turned around without hesitation, took heavy steps, stepped on the mud and water with a clang, jumped onto his horse and left the high ground.
However, his back revealed a conflicted atmosphere of "Did I complete today's mission correctly? Should I go back and report to the leader that there is a slime that swallowed the badge?"
As the knight's back disappeared in the rain, an eerie silence fell on the high ground.
"Pfft..." Enzo was the first one who couldn't hold back and burst into earth-shattering laughter.
"Hahaha! Apprentice Inquisitor Slime! Master Xiaomu! From now on, you will be the face of our team! You even dared to swallow the emblem of the Holy Knights! You really are braver than me! Hahaha!"
Mark rubbed his throbbing temple and looked at the badge in Xiao Mu's body that showed no signs of digestion. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Is this... a bluff? Or is it completely impossible to get rid of? Xiaomu, can you spit it out?"
"Hmm~" Xiao Mu shook his head. It was obvious that he would never spit out what he had eaten.
He let out a long breath and looked around at his teammates who also had complicated expressions:
"It seems we can't shake off the Holy Knights' care for the time being. However..."
His smile faded, and his eyes became sharp and clear, sweeping across the ruins in the distance that were still shrouded in holy light, as well as the slightly disheveled figures of the team members.
“That scene just now.” Mark’s voice lowered, with an unprecedented solemnity, “Alfonso’s sword, the puppeteer’s spatial magic…that is the real power that makes a move on the chessboard of the Holy Dragon Continent.
"Our unique profession, the uniqueness of Xiaomu, and even our equipment and skills... all seemed as crispy as freshly baked crackers in front of them.
"They really want to crush us. We don't even have a chance to use these seemingly powerful skills."
Enzo's laughter died down and he snorted heavily, but he didn't protest.
Anna nodded silently. The elf's pride allowed her to more clearly understand the gap in power.
Monica held Xiaomu in her arms, her fingers unconsciously combing through its soft gel body. Her wine-red eyes reflected a calm understanding of the power levels.
"A mid-level professional is barely even qualified to be a pawn in the eyes of that kind of being. Our team needs a qualitative change, Mark."
"That's right." Mark's eyes turned to the distant Warcraft Mountains, which undulated like the spine of a giant beast, with a deeper and darker outline.
What burned in his eyes was the indomitable spirit and desire inherent in an adventurer after being stimulated by a stronger force.
"I'm going to take care of the guild mission in Osborne Town by just picking up a few professionals I meet along the way.
"We shouldn't worry about Sister Ruby anymore. We've solved two major heresy cases in a row, which is enough to get rid of her.
"The turmoil in Anchor Bay, and that masked madman who lingers in the Enlightenment Society... all remind us of one thing: weakness is the original sin."
He tightened the bag on his back, and the cross necklace on his neck felt cold against his skin.
"Instead of heading towards Dragon Slaying City and becoming an ant that could be crushed to death by a big shot at any time, it's better to return to where we truly belong."
Mark's voice was firm and decisive, with a determination to burn his boats.
"Deep in the Warcraft Mountains! There are stronger beasts, rarer ingredients, more ancient ruins, and life-or-death trials that will push your limits!
"Before the masked man or the Qizhi Society behind him can find time to come and 'reminisce' with us, we must become stronger! At least strong enough to be able to run away when he blows that breath!"
Having said that, Mark also knew that even if he went to Dragon Slaying City, it shouldn't have much impact.
However, that place should have been cleared by the Holy Knights. If we continue to go there, it is almost equivalent to operating under the noses of the Holy Knights every day.
Enzo suddenly lifted the rune forging hammer onto his shoulder, a fierce glint flashing in his small eyes:
"Well said! I've been wanting to find a real big guy to practice with for a long time! My bones are almost rusting away in the city!"
Anna silently shouldered her longbow, her emerald eyes looking towards the northwest. She also missed her life in Osborne Town.
Monica patted Xiao Mu gently and said, "It seems that the food in the place where our team is going next will be more fresh and powerful."
Xiao Mu arched his back in Monica's arms, the light of the badge in his body flickered slightly, and he made an ambiguous but expectant "Mum~" sound.
Team Mark took a last look at the devastated Anchor Bay City and the ruins that were still shining with holy light, without any regrets.
He turned around and set foot on the muddy road, heading straight towards Osborne Town, and by the way, completing the "recruiting new members" task which was not difficult at all.
The wilderness wind brought with it the scent of grass and the unknown, blowing away the bloodiness and oppression of Anchor Bay City, and also fanning the flame of "becoming stronger" in their hearts.
This time, it’s not for the mission, nor for gold coins, but simply for... to survive, and one day, to have the qualifications to overturn the chessboard.
At least, when that "old friend" who loves playing ice and wearing a mask comes to him again, I can give him a response that is surprising enough.
As for the badge that was "kept" by Xiao Mu?
Well... I'll just let Xiaomu keep it in his belly for now.
At least for now, the Holy Knights have not shown any hostility towards their team.
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