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"so good……"
"In short, Tina, you're already a renowned dragon knight. After getting to know the dragons, your divine power will also be imbued with their power, so what's there to worry about!"
Jennifer waved her hand and said enthusiastically, "If any fool dares to block your way, just grab him and refine him in an instant!"
"Okay, okay." Tina couldn't help but smile. Seeing that they had arrived at the chapel, she and Jennifer straightened their appearance and then pushed open the door.
"Oh, it's Jennifer and Tina. Come in quickly, everyone's almost here."
The Pope's voice came from inside the chapel. Jennifer and Tina exchanged a glance and walked in with curious smiles.
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The core personnel of the Holy City are not many.
After Holnet's transformation into the Dark Knight, the Holy City shifted its focus of training from combat to maintaining order. This shift did not mean that the techniques taught would cripple one's own abilities, but rather that the purpose of combat was guided to a certain extent.
However, each generation has many individuals with independent fighting will. Since the construction of the Holy City, the Pope has witnessed the glory of more than ten generations of young knights. Some have passed away, some have returned home, and some are abroad and cannot return for the time being.
Even so, the Holy City Council was still able to gather quite a few knights, but after a long period of deliberation, the Pope only recalled the current generation of young knights.
Jennifer sat on a bench near the prayer table and turned to look around at her colleagues who were attending the meeting.
Besides myself, the Knight of Light, and Tina, the Dragon Knight, there were three or four Holy Knights on the first row of benches. Their armor was covered with old scratches, and they all looked like they had been through many battles.
In the second row sat several knights she wasn't very familiar with, both men and women. They were said to be a generation seeking power from the outside world. Some combined specific magical elements to study elemental divine power, while others combined the bloodlines of monsters. To knights from other generations, they had a rather acrobatic style, so sometimes they jokingly called themselves "acrobatic knights."
Further on are two "Purification Knights." Compared to ordinary knights, they possess more purification magic, but the price is that excessive light power causes them to suffer from chronic blindness and skin albinoization, thus they rarely engage in regular combat.
There were four or five knights scattered on the benches near the back. Their weapons and equipment were different, and they were collectively called "armed knights". It is said that they were a generation that studied how the various lost professions of Norard could be organically combined with knights. However, it is now difficult for them to have the opportunity to pass on their skills.
"Alright, we'll bring the rest of them later," the Pope said, standing before the statue of the Holy Light and tapping the altar.
"The first thing is that three new divine spells were added to the Holy Book a couple of days ago: 'Reflective Shield,' a specialized version of the basic divine spell 'Shield'; 'Sword of Delight,' a specialized version of the basic divine spell 'Sword'; and an unnamed purification spell."
"No name?" Everyone in the hall immediately became curious.
“Yes, let the creator explain. I don’t know the specifics yet either.” The Pope nodded to Jennifer and took a step back.
Jennifer stood up, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke amidst the curious gazes of the crowd:
"The situation was critical at the time. The divine magic bestowed upon me by the gods was not yet fully charged, and my divine power was exhausted. I could not recover my divine power at night."
"In desperation, I remembered the saying that light and darkness are two sides of the same coin, so I tried to use the power of darkness to fight."
"Wait a minute." The Pope interrupted Jennifer, his expression grave. "Jennifer, how are you feeling right now?"
Jennifer's lips curled into a slight smile. She stretched out her hands, conjuring a ball of pure, unadulterated light in her palms, and laughed:
"I'm in great shape. I feel like I could kill a bull with one punch."
The Pope waved his hand, somewhat speechless, signaling Jennifer to continue.
Jennifer withdrew her light and continued:
"After such an attempt, I successfully used the power of darkness to unleash a divine spell. At first, I only wanted to dispel the enemy's spells as much as possible, but I did not expect to unleash an extremely powerful purification spell."
"I suspect it might be a chain reaction caused by the change in the quality of my divine power due to my recent advancement. However, what's puzzling is that I don't seem to have sensed any guidance from the God of Light."
After a period of silence, one of the "acrobatic knights" speculated uncertainly:
"Perhaps it's because the nature of your power, Lady Jennifer, is different from others, which is why the God of Light didn't guide you?... But that doesn't seem right either, since those of us whose divine power has been distorted by magic and bloodline power can also receive guidance when creating new divine spells..."
"Perhaps it's due to the unique nature of the Purification Divine Spell," a Purification Knight said, his eyes blank, as he pondered.
"For general divine spells, different knights will create different divine spells based on their own personalities and habits. Some knights may be just one step away from creating a divine spell, and the God of Light will guide their souls in the dark to promote the creation of the divine spell."
"However, when it comes to purification spells, a knight's personal character and habits are completely influenced by the scene in which the spell is created. Even the most cowardly knight might, in a fit of rage, cause his enemy to bleed profusely, rather than the effect of a spell being determined by each person's personality, as is the case with ordinary spells."
"So, it's possible that Lady Jennifer's personal will at the time exceeded the guidance of the God of Light?" an Armed Knight pondered.
“Your Holiness, based on our experience, it is possible that Your Holiness Jennifer’s power is more like a pure weapon than the ordinary power of light, which is accompanied by other chaotic components such as heat, faith, and hope.”
“When we create new divine arts using lost skills from other professions, the gods give us almost no guidance. I think our situation may be somewhat similar.”
The Pope nodded and said:
“What you all say makes some sense. We’ll have to wait for Jennifer to investigate the specifics further…”
"Oh, right!" Jennifer suddenly exclaimed, "There's a discovery I forgot to mention. We didn't have time to investigate it back then because of the tight schedule."
She stretched out her hands and released a burst of pure light once again.
Then, she frowned, and under everyone's watchful eyes, that pure light gradually turned tinged with darkness.
"This...this is?" The Pope's eyes widened, and the crowd erupted in an uproar.
Finally, a pure, unblemished darkness appeared in Jennifer's hand.
The darkness was like a bottomless black hole, instantly drawing everyone's attention to it.
They were stunned and speechless for a long time.
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“Gita?”
A pair of slender legs appeared in front of the table. Gita, who was hiding under the table, released her hands that were covering her face, hesitated for a moment, and asked:
"Leaf? Is that you?"
"It's me." Leafa crouched down, and her thin face immediately came into Geeta's view. She quickly crawled under the table, grabbed Geeta's hand, and asked, "Why are you still hiding here? We have a meeting soon!"
"No, don't touch me!" Geeta pulled her hand back as if she'd been electrocuted, exchanged a stunned glance with Leafa, and turned away in shame, saying, "I'm sorry..."
"What's wrong with you?" Leafa crawled up to her, and seeing Geeta turn her head away again, she followed her.
After twisting and turning for a while, Geeta finally snapped angrily, "What are you doing! Can't you see I'm feeling melancholy!"
Leafa said "oh," thought for a moment, and then hugged Geeta.
The aroma of sun-dried wheat wafted into Gita's nostrils. She froze for a moment before crying out in alarm:
"Why are you hugging me?!"
"I heard that hugs can relieve depression," Leafa straightened up, chuckled, and asked.
"Aren't you happy yet?"
“…No, not really.” Geeta muttered, carefully crawling out from under the table, avoiding Leafa, as she explained:
"I'm just a little troubled and I don't know what to do."
“Don’t worry!” Leafa climbed out as well, grabbing Gita’s wrist and laughing. “The Pope said we both have a chance of being chosen by the official knights to join their squad! If only we could both go to Lundia with Lady Jennifer! Then we’d have endless ‘Lasagna tarts’!”
"Is that so?" Geeta's tone softened a little, and she forced a smile. "If that's the case, then every day should be very happy, right?"
“Definitely!” Leafa patted her chest, then exclaimed as if she had suddenly remembered something, quickly took out two silver coins from her pocket, and placed them in Gita’s hand with a grin.
"After the meeting, shall we have another round of Las Vegas egg tarts? This time we can eat twice as many!"
Gita gripped the silver coin in her hand, took a deep breath, and grunted loudly.
"Well... Geeta, hurry up and pack your gear, I'll wait for you at the chapel entrance!"
"Wait!" Seeing Leafa's puzzled look, Geeta stepped forward and hugged her tightly, then stroked her head as usual and said with a smile, "Okay, you go first, I'll be right there."
Leafa scratched her head, took a few steps forward, and looked at Geeta several times. For some reason, a strange feeling began to spread in her heart.
She said somewhat nervously:
"You absolutely have to come, right?"
"Okay." Geeta waved her hand, watched Leafa's retreating figure, sighed, and gently raised her hand.
In her hand, a wisp of mixed dark power was constantly pulsating.
“Is it over? Let’s go.” A low, husky voice rang out from the shadows of the building. Holnet leaned against the wall, a shadow cloak draped over his shoulders, and beckoned to Gita.
“...Yes, teacher.” Geeta called out somewhat awkwardly. She glanced again in the direction Leafa had left, picked up the sword on the table, and walked towards Holnet.
Holnet tossed the cloak off her shoulder and draped it over Geeta. Looking at the little girl who had accidentally become the Dark Knight, a vague emotion welled up in her heart. She bent down and ruffled Geeta's hair.
"Pope, I'm leaving."
Holnett looked up and whispered in the direction of the chapel.
A bell rang from the chapel, seemingly wishing her a safe journey.
Chapter 227 You are my hometown
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[Atlantic time: Tuesday night 11:05 PM]
Please select a simulation program.
【Dimensional Journey (Entry Requirements: 10-50)】
【Path of the Sage (2/2 times this week)】
[Battle of Laws (2/2 this week)]
Latis stared at the simulation panel, lost in thought. He hadn't asked the simulator any more questions in the past few days because he was caught up in some disputes and needed the simulation to solve any problems he encountered.
However, his interactions with Torso were still within a manageable range. Although the necromancer's sudden attack was quite unexpected, he still managed to achieve victory with Torso and Jennifer's help, which made him realize that simulation was not the only way to solve problems.
For some reason, the simulator's statement, "Even a slight difference in understanding can have a huge impact on the future," kept swirling in Latis's mind. At first, he thought it was the simulator explaining why two consecutive simulations would bring completely different results, but upon closer reflection, it seemed to be entirely true for reality as well.
"If I had started the simulation the moment I met Torso, I would have quickly discovered he was a member of the Black Hat organization... In that case, would I have tried to engage him in a confrontation instead of simply using all sorts of cheat codes to kill him?"
Latis pondered silently in his heart:
"In the simulation, I act more boldly and am often less cautious than I am in real life. As a result, the outcomes are sometimes more intense and extreme, which inevitably affects my perception of those events in reality."
"In this situation, I'd definitely prefer to resolve the problem early, which might mean I wouldn't have the patience to explore the secrets behind it. Putting everything else aside, at the very least, I wouldn't be able to learn the Demon Warrior's abilities."
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly felt a chill run down his spine:
"If the knowledge I gain in the simulation affects the outcome of the next simulation, then doesn't that knowledge also affect my real-world outcomes? The simulator says 'simulations are all real,' and reality is also real, doesn't that mean both reality and simulation exist?"