No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

"The warriors of the 19th Regiment will be forever engraved on the Heavenly Stele of the Holy City, except for you, of course."

The beauty's casual remark struck Felice hard. He wanted to look up, but dared not, and could only tap his helmet against the hard floor tiles, making muffled "thump, thump" sounds.

"Your Majesty...we...we are guilty..." he stammered, "God, do you still remember the names of us traitors?"

For them, this was not an honor; on the contrary, it was the cruelest trial.

Wen Gu froze completely. What had he just heard?

Miss Number One... she actually remembers the names of these old royal knights?

The Knights of the Final Judgment? What kind of organization is that?

Combining the records in that book, "The Lost Era"... a perfectly reasonable truth slowly took shape in Wen Gu's mind.

The knight before me is a fallen one who has betrayed the gods.

This S-rank knight of the old royal court was once... a member of the Sanctuary?

[The number one beauty remembers their names! She even remembers their unit numbers! What does this mean? It means that this S-rank boss used to be her subordinate!]

[That makes sense. These S-rank knights from the old royal court were originally subordinates of the number one beauty?! And were they turned against her?!]

So the old royal court dared to launch a war only by turning people from the Holy Domain against their cause? That's incredibly dirty tactics!

[God-killing faction? I think they're more like womanizers! Bah!]

Down with the old royal court! Let the Holy Land be great again!!

Watching the knight's self-harming actions, Mu Zhixi silently calculated how many faith points she could gain from this attack.

The numbers on the panel are jumping rapidly, the effect is outstanding.

"That great battle... I don't blame you." To make the performance more convincing, the beauty shook her head slightly, her voice revealing a distant sorrow.

"No!" Felice jerked his head up, his face, hidden in the shadow of his helmet, already streaked with tears. "Your Majesty, you should... you should unleash divine punishment!"

"We betrayed the Holy Land, we betrayed the Lord... We believed the lies of the Royal Court, we..." He tried to explain excitedly, but his emotions were too intense to continue.

"It was the royal court's promise... They said... it could free us from our shackles and give us true freedom..."

"It's just that we chose different paths," Mu Zhixi interrupted him calmly. "The freedom promised by the royal court is indeed more attractive than the tolling of the sacred bells."

"They promise you glory, they promise you a bright future, they promise... that everyone can be king."

As Mu Zhixi spoke, she turned around and looked down at the kneeling knight. "But they didn't tell you that when everyone wants to be king, this world will only become a bloody hunting ground."

The beauty spoke these words casually, yet they sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Everyone's brains were working at lightning speed.

If I'm not mistaken, Miss Number One knows. She knows what the old royal court used to tempt the knights of the Holy Land, and she also knows the wavering in the hearts of those knights. She didn't even use the word "betrayal," but rather "choice."

Such vision and magnanimity are beyond the realm of the strong; this is… divinity.

It turns out that the great battle was orchestrated by the old royal court using a false dream of "freedom" to turn the knights of the Holy Land against their cause.

"Your Majesty..." Felice sobbed uncontrollably, "We...we were wrong."

"Let's go back."

Mu Zhixi interrupted him, "Go back to where you belong."

Felice, however, seemed not to hear him and remained kneeling there, his head pressed against the ground.

Mu Zhixi tilted her head slightly, and a hint of confusion seemed to appear on her face beneath the white feathers.

This action subtly imbued her aloof, divine aura with a touch of earthly warmth, making her all the more unsettling.

"I was also curious," she said softly, "that the Lord's glory has never faded, and that wherever you are, wherever the light shines, you should not be affected by hunger."

"Even in death, you will return to the divine kingdom. Your descendants will be raised by the Holy Domain and will not be displaced or suffer from hunger or hardship."

Why betray?

The beauty seemed genuinely just wondering.

The crowd initially found the scene somewhat strange, but upon seeing her like this, their initial sense of unease vanished instantly.

Yes.

How could someone like her care about power struggles and the allure of the idea that everyone can be king?

She is someone favored by God.

A woman like her, as bright as the moon in the sky, should naturally hang high in the air, unaware of love, desire, or the ugliness of human nature.

[Angel sister, I'm so heartbroken. She seems to have no idea what desire is, or what insatiable greed is.]

[Yes, the number one beauty is someone even the gods favor. Perhaps that's her only flaw. Although she doesn't understand worldly affairs, she's willing to treat all beings with compassion. Isn't that a kind of perfection?]

[I just checked out the benefits at the Sanctuary Church... Seriously! After you die, your partner and children are taken care of by the Sanctuary, and you're telling me that's betrayal?! Are you out of your mind?!]

Loyal Orange! Loyal Orange! Still Loyal Orange! Obsessed with the Holy Land, crazy for the Holy Land, willing to bang my head against the wall for the Holy Land!

[The Holy Domain Church is just too honest. The Royal Court next door only makes empty promises, but the Holy Domain Church gives you a direct, substantial percentage boost! The key is, they really have a god backing them!]