Holy Palace.

Candles were lit all around, lights were shining, and everything was faintly illuminated in the dim candlelight.

Feilin was walking on the road.

She walked slowly, looking around as she walked.

Thinking about what had happened recently, Feilin's mood became particularly heavy.

The Holy Lord disappeared and there was no news at all. Black Soya snakemen appeared outside, and the knights and nobles inside also became disloyal.

Before leaving, Morin had granted Feilin a lot of authority and asked her to manage everything in the Holy Palace. Feilin knew that this was Morin's trust, but at the same time, she also felt an indescribable huge pressure.

"Hu~" Feilin exhaled slowly.

She knew that the current situation was very bad. It could be said that she was trapped both internally and externally. If she was not careful, the entire Holy Palace would be in danger of destruction. However, she had to endure all these things and work hard.

The reason is simple, it's just because of Morin's order, that's all.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Feilin raised her eyebrows and suddenly shouted forward.

Several figures appeared in front. They were in a hurry and seemed to be busy with something.

Upon closer inspection, they saw that those people were people chosen by various knight families to serve in the temple. They were packing up large bags of gold, silver, gems, and precious toys, preparing to secretly transport them out of the Holy Palace.

"Do you want to steal the property in the Holy Palace?" Feilin strode over, holding the cross sword at her waist.

"Lord Feilin."

Those people were stunned and stopped what they were doing.

Feilin looked very unhappy and said, "Put the things back and get out of here. Get out of here right now!"

“Okay…Okay!”

The knights were stunned for a moment, and after a brief silence, they nodded.

Feilin looked at the knights coldly from the side, and only turned and left after they put everything back to its original place.

The knights stood up and looked at Feilin with strange expressions on their faces.

Feilin was shocked. She felt a murderous intent from those knights, which made her body tremble.

However, those knights did not take action in the end. They bowed to Feilin, then slowly turned around and left.

"Damn...they..."

Feilin didn't say anything. Her face turned pale and at this moment, she just felt a chill all over her body.

If it were before, these knights would never dare to do so, but now they actually dared to show murderous intent. It seems that the current situation has a really huge impact.

Feilin held the cross sword at her waist, silent and not saying a word.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The lights were on and it was already dusk.

Suddenly, there was a noise, and a knight ran to Feilin, knelt on one knee, and said, "Master Feilin, the Holy Lord is back."

The master is back? Feilin was startled, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Hurry, let's go and welcome the Holy Lord!" Feilin turned around and strode forward.

…………

Tick-tick-tick.

The crisp sound of horse hooves rang out, and Morin, riding on his warhorse, looked at the holy city in front of him that was about to fall into dusk.

He had a delicate face and a very calm expression. The light from the sky was shining, and in the distance there were faint candlelight and dim lights. These lights fell on Lin Fan's face, making him look indescribably gorgeous.

"Your Majesty." Gray gently drove the warhorse and came in front of Morin.

"Okay, Gray, let's go in."

Maureen smiled and spoke softly.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves rang out, and many knights on their war horses rushed into the holy city in an instant.

Morin returned to the Holy Palace and saw Feilin who had been waiting there.

"Master." Feilin bowed slightly towards Morin.

"Master, the entire Holy City has been unstable recently. You..."

She just wanted to say something.

"I know."

Maureen smiled and spoke.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Nothing will go wrong, don't worry."

Feilin was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly confusedly without saying anything.

The Holy Lord is back! This news was like a drop of water dropped into a pot of boiling oil, causing the entire Holy City to explode instantly.

The entire holy city fell silent in an instant, but everyone knew that beneath such silence there must be undercurrents.

Although the Holy Lord has appeared, everyone's minds have become active. Moreover, there are many Black Soya Snakemen outside, which makes many knight nobles have strange thoughts.

The Lord's return, however, is also useless, isn't it? Many people thought so.

The way they looked towards the Holy Palace also changed unconsciously.

It is said that when the knight Gray, whom the Holy Lord trusted, returned home, he suddenly received some beautiful girls and many priceless valuables. Gray was furious on the spot, arrested the knight who came to give gifts, and imprisoned him in the family prison.

The situation in the holy city became more turbulent.

In the secret room.

Under the light, several knights wearing armor and emitting a powerful aura gathered together, talking and communicating.

"Gray and the others are not the only ones who can give gifts to us," said a noble. His name was Conn, Conn Instand, a liberal knight noble.

"Yes, besides us, there are other nobles of the Holy Lord sect who have ulterior motives and want to win over Gray."

Another liberal knight noble nodded.

"Is that so... Well, we should step up our efforts to win him over. If we can't make a breakthrough with Gray, we can start with his son and relatives."

Kang En crossed his fingers, smiled, and said, "As long as we work hard, we will always have a chance."

"Kan En, we cooperate with the Black Soya Snakemen outside to defeat the Holy Lord. Is this so that someone among us can become the Holy Lord later?"

A liberal knight noble thought for a moment and spoke.

"No, it's not." Conn smiled and said softly, with a leisurely look on his face, "Have you forgotten that we are liberal knights and nobles?"

"Freedom... What is freedom?"

"There is no Holy Lord, no one else to control us, to oppress us."

Kang En slowly uttered four words, and said: "There is no Holy Lord."

No Holy Lord?

The other liberal nobles looked at each other and were stunned.

"Yes, there is no Holy Lord." Conn smiled, but there was a faint light in his eyes. He said: "All human areas were conquered by our knights with great efforts, so why do we need a Holy Lord?"

"It is quite enough to have the knights."

"After that, we don't need the Holy Lord. We just need all our knights to unite and form an aristocracy to jointly dominate everything among humans!"

Conn's voice echoed clearly all around.

The other knights looked at each other and saw a glimmer of light in each other's eyes.

An aristocracy ruled by many knight nobles...

Well, yes, it is better to have no Holy Lord.

"Okay, let's discuss what to do next." Conn chuckled and slowly sat down in his chair again.

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Candace Knight Family.

In the Candice family's attic, Oren was lying on his bed, motionless.

His face was ruddy, his breathing was intermittent, and he looked like he would soon die.

Many maids kept scrubbing Oren's body, and after a while, they slowly retreated.

The attic fell into silence again.

After being disturbed by Claire before, the people of the Candice Knight Family learned their lesson and did not want anyone else to disturb Oren, so they arranged for Oren to live in this ancestral attic so that he could rest without being disturbed.

In this attic, there are not only numerous books and ancestral antiques, but also many portraits of ancestors of the Candice family.

Those oil paintings hung quietly, as if pairs of eyes were staring at Oren silently.

It was quiet all around.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the eyes of a painting, but it soon calmed down, and Oren on the bed let out a muffled groan.

His face was changing from blue to white.

After a while, Oren's face became calm again, and the painting slowly lost its luster and became ordinary.

Oren's eyelids moved slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Ahem... ahem... after several days of struggle, I finally suppressed Oren's consciousness and took over this body."

"Although Oren's consciousness still exists, I still have the final say over this body."

'Oren' slowly sat up straight, he put his palm in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, his eyes were familiar yet strange.

"I never thought that I would have to use the body of a junior to revive myself."

"But ah, I, Sols, have finally resurrected, hehe, hehe, hahahaha."

Oren, or Sols, raised the corner of his mouth and laughed softly.