The First Vampire

Chapter 720: 718 Doubt_1

Colin opened his eyes again to find himself back in the church of Huorong City.

A step made of divine light falling from the sky had formed before him.

The stairway pierced the dome, stretched into the clouds above, and led to the boundless void.

An intense impulse drove Colin to want to step onto the stairs and ascend, as though something at the end was calling to him.

But after everything he had experienced in the Illusion Realm, Colin dared not truly ascend these steps.

He suspected that if he climbed to the end of the stairs, he might experience everything Emperor Gana had once gone through.

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The Golden Throne, the descent of the angel, the crowning as king?

However, judging from Emperor Gana’s behavior, things didn’t seem to be that simple.

Why did he refuse the angel’s crowning?

Why did the angel bleed gold?

What did his words mean — “I just want the world to see your true face!” “You, how different are you from me?”

And who on earth was that female elf?

What secret is hidden at the end of the Way of the Knight?

Lost in thought, Colin found the impulse in his heart growing stronger, the temptation at the end of the stairway becoming increasingly intense.

However, Colin was desperately resisting this temptation, his cold gaze steadily fixed on the sky, as if trying to see through the boundaries of space and time to find out what was at the other end.

Will an angel come down if I don’t go up?

Colin couldn’t help but wonder.

But as time went by, this didn’t happen.

Nothing appeared at the end of the stairway; only an increasingly strong calling and temptation kept trying to steer Colin onto the steps.

Unfortunately, Colin was now determined not to go.

After a stalemate of unknown length, the divine light that fell from the sky gradually weakened, and the stairway slowly dissipated into the air.

The sky over Huorong City grew dull, but was illuminated by the newly risen morning sun.

Colin turned his attention back to himself, feeling the explosive power surging in his body, and felt an illusion of omnipotence for a moment.

Is this what a legendary Holy Knight is like?

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Outside the church, Knight Logh woke from his trance.

He shook his dazed head and slowly stood up from the ground.

“What was that just now…”

“It was a divine sign!” Knight Mackain who was kneeling beside him said with a fervent face, “It must be due to the Duke’s actions that he attracted the attention of the Supreme Lord! And thus, grace was granted!”

Knight Logh looked over in confusion, recognizing that it was the vice-captain of the Holy Temple Knights. Just as he was about to ask, his deputy officer whispered in his ear:

“Knight Mackain has surrendered.”

Knight Logh nodded and followed Knight Mackain’s praise:

“Praise the Supreme Lord!”

At this moment, the church door opened, and Colin walked out.

“Duke!”

Knight Logh immediately knelt on one knee, greeting him with a devout tone.

Although Colin’s appearance had not changed, Knight Logh suddenly felt that he was completely different from before.

Like a cloud far away in the sky, unreachable, elusive, and uncertain.

Knight Mackain’s reaction was even more exaggerated. He prostrated on the ground and crawled forward to Colin. Trembling, he kissed the tip of Colin’s foot.

“Duke St. Chapman, surely that you are the God’s Favored reborn, here to spread the gospel of the Supreme Lord to the world!”

Colin stared blankly at the behavior of Knight Mackain, unable to immediately guess if the vice commander of the Holy Temple Knights was sincere or trying to win his favor with a performance.

However, that didn’t matter to him.

After becoming the legendary Holy Knight, there were no plots or schemes in the world that would still move him.

And he could use Knight Mackain to reorganize the Church.

“Knight Mackain, I need you to return to Dragon City as soon as possible, bring back everything that happened in Huorong City, and let the Empire’s nobles and citizens know the true face of Pope Mensai.”

“Yes, Your Grace!” Knight Mackain responded without hesitation, as if he wasn’t worried at all about the terrible impact this would have on the Church’s prestige.

“Also, have someone go to the Half-Troll Kingdom and summon Archbishop Agani from the North Territory back to Dragon City.”

“Yes, Your Grace!” Knight Mackain responded again. To show that he understood Colin’s intentions, he added, “Please rest assured, Your Grace, the Church will quickly elect a qualified new Pope!”

Colin couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth.

He never thought that there would be such an oddball like Mackain in the Holy Temple Knights.

This certainly wasn’t a devout and resolute Holy Temple Knight. He resembled an opportunistic politician.

But since Knight Mackain was so tactful, Colin wouldn’t say more.

He believed that once the miracles of Huorong City spread throughout the Empire, the Church wouldn’t dare to defy his will.

So, he waved his hand, signaling for Knight Mackain to leave.

Then he turned to Knight Logh and said,

“Knight Logh, you must immediately lead ten thousand Blood Knight Army to White Dew City. Under the crime of plotting to kill the heir to the Duke of the East, execute Marquis Oberth and Knight Camilla.”

“Yes, Your Grace!” Knight Logh responded.

Seeing Colin had no further orders, he couldn’t help but ask,

“Your Grace, the new heir to the East…”

Colin, however, waved his hand nonchalantly and said,

“Let the St. Prowse Family choose.”

Honestly, at this point, Colin couldn’t be bothered with the choice of the Eastern Duke, and as long as the St. Prowse Family wasn’t foolish, they should know what kind of heir to put forth in this situation.

Knight Logh nodded and was about to leave, but finally remembered his previous task, and said,

“Your Grace, I previously led the army to chase Mr. Ji, but he managed to escape…”

Colin showed a suggestive smile and waved dismissively, saying, “There’s no need to worry about Mr. Ji.”

Seeing this, Knight Logh bowed, then withdrew.

Colin turned and went back into the Church.

After passing through the front hall, Colin headed towards the backyard of the church.

“Your Grace.”

An old priest hurriedly bowed to Colin.

Behind him, a host of coffins were laid out.

Colin asked with a smile,

“The remains of Mage Kurd are here, aren’t they?”

“Yes, my lord.” The old priest pointed to a coffin in the southwest corner, saying, “Right here.”

“Alright.” Colin nodded, saying, “You can go now.”

The old priest naturally didn’t dare to disobey and promptly bowed out.

Colin stood alone in the courtyard, not lifting the lid of Mage Kurd’s coffin, but revealing a confident smile, and boldly saying,

“Mr. Ji, stop hiding, come out and talk.”