Genshin Impact: This light novel author doesn't cross the line.

“Miss Dina Zede, you were guided by the Little Lucky Grass King when you were young. This is a divine revelation.”

Upon hearing this, Dina Zede completely believed everything he said. In her childhood, she had been tormented by illness and lost hope, wanting to end her life. But in her dream, it was the Little Lucky Grass King who encouraged her not to give up, saying that everything in the world was beautiful.

It was the encouragement from the Little Lucky Grass King that helped her regain her confidence in life, and she has lived to this day.

“My Lord Oppenheimer, I am willing to dedicate everything to the Little Lucky Grass King.” Dina Zede’s voice was clear and firm, each word as powerful as a vow.

Desia's fists clenched unconsciously. She was increasingly convinced that Oppenheimer was a fraud. Dina Zede had dreamt of the Little Lucky Grass King when she was young, and many people had heard her mention it before; it wasn't a secret. If this guy didn't actually have the ability to cure Demon Scale Disease, she would have grabbed him by the collar and tortured him to demand an explanation for his actions.

Ueno Chiki placed her hand on her heart, bowed slightly, and said solemnly and devoutly, "Lord Buyer, the Little Lucky Grass King, will forever protect you, Seed Gate."

Dina Zede was somewhat confused upon hearing this. "Divine Envoy Oppenheimer, what is the meaning of 'Seed Gate'?"

Ueno Chiki immediately answered her question, “Miss Dina Zede, you are already a divine messenger, so there’s no need to address me so politely. ‘Seed’ means seed, which means hope, and ‘Door’ means language from the sky, which means sincerity. ‘Seed and Door’ means sincere hope, expressing loyalty and faith in Lord Buyer.”

Dina Zede suddenly realized what was happening and immediately shouted, "My Lord, Little Lucky Grass King Buyer, the seed~gate~"

The surrounding crowd joined in the chanting, "Our Lord, Little Lucky Grass King Buyer, plant the seed!"

In this country brimming with wisdom, this scene resembles a cult gathering.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The harmonious atmosphere was abruptly interrupted when a stern-faced instructor, accompanied by four tall mercenaries, rudely pushed through the crowd.

They swept up like a cold, fierce wind, carrying both authority and disdain, until they reached Ueno Chiki.

Upon seeing these people, Dina Zede felt a strong sense of unease and worry spreading through her, and she felt a strange panic.

The instructor's eyes revealed obvious disgust. His face was tense, and he arrogantly raised his head, asking sharply in a haughty manner, "You're that Oppenheimer guy?"

However, faced with the instructor's rebuke, Ueno Chiki showed no displeasure. He nodded slightly and replied calmly and gently, "Instructor, I am Oppenheimer of the Seventh School." His eyes revealed a profound wisdom, as if he could see through the emptiness and ignorance behind the instructor's arrogance.

His calm and collected demeanor reassured Dina Zede, who had been worried.

At the same time, her admiration for him surged like a tide.

However, Ueno Chiki's attitude further enraged the instructor, who felt like a clown compared to him. "I am Sadak, an instructor of the Order of the Order. Do you know that you have violated the Order's prohibitions?"

Ueno Chiki calmly retorted, "May I ask, which prohibition did I violate?"

Sadak snorted coldly, "Without the permission of the Council of the Order, no one may research or treat the Demonscale Disease."

“Commander Sadat, although I am not a scholar of the Council of the Church, I still have some understanding of it. Of the 3,713 prohibitions issued by the Council of the Church, this one is not among them.”

Chiki Ueno stood tall and straight, like a pine tree, as if facing the wind. This confident and composed demeanor earned him even greater respect from the people around him.

Sadat was dumbfounded. In the five hundred years of its administration, the Church had issued seven or eight prohibitions every year, accumulating to a total of three or four thousand prohibitions. However, almost no one could clearly remember the number of prohibitions, let alone their contents.

In an instant, he realized that he had met his match today, but his desire for knowledge on how to cure the Demon Scale Disease overcame everything. As long as he acquired this knowledge, made it his own, and published it, he could become the greatest scholar in the history of Sumeru.

“Oppenheimer, this is an internal decree from the Council of the Fathers, so it wasn’t made public. Now come with us. Mercenaries, seize him!” Sadat decided to act swiftly and decisively, giving him no chance to speak further.

As soon as he finished speaking, four mercenaries behind him menacingly approached Ueno Chiki.

Dixia crossed her arms, ready to watch the show, but Dina Zede shook her arm. "Dixia, please."

Seeing Dina Zede's pleading expression, her heart softened. "Alright, I'll help."

Just then, she sensed a violent fluctuation of lightning element in the surrounding air.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Four lightning whips suddenly appeared, rushing towards the four mercenaries like long dragons.

Although these four mercenaries had practiced martial arts for many years, their combat strength was only slightly better than that of ordinary people. Faced with the elemental combat skills of the holder of the Eye of God, they were completely powerless to deal with it. In an instant, they all collapsed to the ground, convulsing incessantly.

Dishia was somewhat stunned. Shouldn't the Great Tree King's messenger possess a Grass-type God's Heart? Why was he using a Lightning-type God's Eye?

Sadat watched in horror and shouted, "You dare defy the Council of the Church? You're courting death! What do you think you're doing? Don't come near me, think about the consequences..."

Ueno Chiki ignored his warning and walked steadily toward him until she stood in front of him. She reached out and gently patted his panicked face: "Sigh, I gave you a chance, but you're useless, so useless!"

Then, he kicked him to the ground.

"I will go to the Order of the Order!"

Chapter 119 Debate in Front of the Church

The Order Academy is located in the heart of the bustling city of Sumeru, surrounded by an ancient, towering sacred tree. This sacred tree has witnessed the long history of Sumeru, and its weathered trunk and lush branches seem to tell ancient legends and wisdom.

The architecture of the Church of Christ is elegant and solemn, with every stone and carving revealing a profound cultural heritage. The tall arches, exquisite murals, and ancient sculptures standing in the courtyard all convey the solemnity and sanctity of scholarship.

A gentle breeze stirs the leaves of the sacred tree, creating a beautiful scene that complements the ancient architecture of the Papal Palace.

The great sage Azar strode through the corridor to the gates of the Institute of the Church, followed by a large group of scholars and priests.

When Hazard saw the scene in the square in front of the gate, he couldn't help but frown.

In the square, a young scholar stood at the front of the crowd, followed by a large group of ordinary people.

He wore a long, emerald-green robe adorned with leaf and four-leaf clover emblems that shimmered slightly in the light, adding an air of mystery to the robe.

This made him look more like a debonair priest than a scholar.

Such attire greatly displeased the Great Sage. As a rational scholar, he deeply abhorred the worship of gods. In Azar's view, gods were merely beings who possessed more knowledge than humans, not insurmountable beings.

"Are you Oppenheimer, the scholar who calls himself the Seventh School?" he asked condescendingly.

“Yes.” Ueno Chiki nodded and replied calmly.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you be so disrespectful to the great sage, Lord Azar!" A middle-aged scholar standing behind Azar immediately rebuked him.

However, Ueno Chiki remained unmoved by such a rebuke. He stood quietly in place, a smile on his face, his eyes filled with disdain.

He glanced at the middle-aged scholar, then said coldly, "Of the 3,713 prohibitions of the Council, I found not a single one concerning the etiquette of great sages. Is this your personal invention, an unknown rule within the Council, or perhaps a means of flattery?"

Chiki Ueno's words were like a sharp sword, aimed directly at the middle-aged scholar's Achilles' heel. Though his tone was light, every word struck the scholar's heart like a heavy hammer.

A commotion erupted in the square, with people whispering amongst themselves. The middle-aged scholar's face turned from red to white, utterly embarrassed. None of the prohibitions and regulations of the Council of the Sages concerned the etiquette for meeting the Great Sage. People respected the Great Sage, but more so out of awe for the power he wielded.

"Saziel, you may step back now." Hazard's voice was low, clearly revealing his dissatisfaction.

Sazier stood there, unable to look Hazard in the eye, much less face the gazes of the crowd. He had originally intended to flatter Hazard, but hadn't expected to be refuted by Ueno Chiki and rendered speechless, losing face in front of everyone. He lowered his head, quickly turned, and fled the scene.

After this little incident, Hazard realized how difficult Ueno Chiki was to deal with; even he didn't know exactly how many prohibitions and articles the Doctrine Council had.

“Oppenheimer, how can you prove that you are a scholar of the Seventh School?” Hazard asked coldly.

"Knowledge, use knowledge to prove my identity." Ueno Chiki smiled slightly, her tone firm and steady.

“Very well, let’s prove it through debate. If you win this debate, the Council of the Fathers will recognize your identity; if you lose, you will be exiled to Dominion.” Hazard’s eyes were as cold as ice.

Chiki Ueno nodded. "I agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his clothes being gently tugged from behind. He turned around in surprise and found Dina Zede standing behind him, looking at him with concern.

Chiki Ueno reached out and gently took Dina Zede's slender hand, scratching her soft palm as if to comfort her or to give her confidence.

Then, he said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely win." His voice was not loud, but it was full of determination and confidence.

Dina Zedai's pretty face instantly turned bright red, her complexion as beautiful as a peach blossom in March.

Standing to the side, Dixia's face turned pale; the thing she least wanted to happen had still occurred.

The Great Sage also witnessed this scene, and his anger surged. This guy was still in the mood for romance at a time like this.

He spoke sternly, his tone displeased: "The rules of the debate are that each side will ask three questions, and whoever answers correctly the most will win. My side has sent out our scholar of 'knowledge theory,' Seidarfi..."

He wasn't finished yet, and the students from the Academy who were watching couldn't help but start discussing it.

“Great Sage, isn’t this a bit too much? Sedafi is the most knowledgeable scholar in the Council of the Church.”

"Yes, it's said that he's a candidate for the next Sage."

“Saidaf is almost fifty years old, while Oppenheimer is only around twenty. Isn’t that a bit…”

Hazard frowned, clearly displeased with these voices. He knew it was somewhat unfair to send Sidaf, but this was a crucial moment in his plan, and he had to eliminate all unforeseen circumstances.

He ignored these voices and continued, "I will be the judge in this matter, and I swear I will evaluate both sides' statements with the utmost wisdom and impartiality..."

"Hazard, you son of a bitch, do you have any shame at all? The players are from your academy, and you're the referee too. I've never seen such a shameless person."

A rude and loud voice interrupted Hazard's words; the voice belonged to the sage Nafis. He strode swiftly to the middle of Hazard and Ueno Chiki.

Azar's forehead veins bulged, and he wished he could tear this old geezer to pieces right now. Although he was a great sage of the Council of the Church, he had to give way to Nafis, not only because Nafis was a sage of the School of Life, but also because he was old, highly respected, and many scholars in the Council of the Church were his students.

“Nafis, what exactly do you want?” he asked angrily.

"Hazard, why are you taking your temper out on an old man like me who's about to die?" Nafis glared at him. "I'll be the judge in this debate, you brat, are you convinced or not?"

Hazard was furious, but remembering his plan, he suppressed his anger and kept telling himself that the bigger picture was more important.

"Okay, then you can be the referee."

Hazard believes that Saidafi will definitely beat Oppenheimer.

Chapter 120 Who am I?

Saidafi was a scholar nearing fifty, wearing black-rimmed glasses, his face etched with wrinkles by time. At this moment, his brow was furrowed, his dissatisfaction evident.

Now is the crucial moment for the execution of the plan, and he can't understand why the Great Sage Hazard would suddenly ask him to participate in a bizarre debate.

What displeased him even more was that his opponent in this debate was a young man who was only about twenty years old.

Despite his dissatisfaction with Hazard's order, he still stood there and said to Nafis somewhat impatiently, "Sage Nafis, hurry up and announce the start. I have an important experiment to conduct."

He never once gave Ueno Chiki a serious look, and he didn't even have any interest in learning his opponent's name.

Nafis treated him much better than he treated Hazard, and appreciated his attitude of valuing time for academic pursuits. "Let's get started then. According to the rules, the party that initiates the debate will ask questions first." He turned to look at Ueno Chiki. "You can ask your questions first."

Ueno Chiki nodded to him, straightened up, and her emerald green robe fluttered gently in the wind, casual and natural, exuding a unique charm. Many onlookers were captivated by her elegance, especially Dina Zede, whose bright eyes were now sparkling with admiration.

Al-Hysen was also in the crowd. He was equally interested in this suddenly appearing scholar of the Seventh School. He had a strange premonition that the scholar's appearance at this time might be related to the hidden plan of the Council of the Church.

Ueno Chiki didn't keep Saidafei waiting for long before asking her first question, which left Saidafei completely stunned.

Ueno Chiki's question wasn't difficult at all; on the contrary, it was extremely simple: "Who am I?"

Nafis, acting as the referee, frowned, pondering the deeper meaning of the question; the answer was far from simple.

Hazard was also confused and didn't understand the deeper meaning behind it.

After a long pause, Saidafi still couldn't figure it out, so he simply replied, "I am Saidafi."

Ueno Chiki shook her head slightly. "Saidaf is just a code name. I can be called Saidaf, you can be called Saidaf, but without this code name, who am I?"