They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

At this critical moment, an unexpected black light flashed by, and the black thorny arm armor attached to Fate's right arm like ice. With a dull "clang" sound, the monster's claws, which were as powerful as a hot knife through butter, were suddenly bounced away just by touching the arm armor.

[Bloodline Awakening: Partial Unleashing of Dusk Radiance]

As if affected by a huge force, the monster lost its balance, stumbled and fell to the ground, creating a dent in the ground.

"Quick! Subdue it!" Although surprised, the deputy was not idle and ordered his subordinates to push the magic net out.

The knights reacted and stepped forward, spreading three large nets to cover the monster. An electric current surged, and the monster stood up straight, trembled twice, and then became motionless.

The deputy looked at the armored man with no exposed skin. He didn't know if it was because he didn't observe carefully enough, but at first glance, he felt that the man's clothes seemed a little bloated.

Does he usually dress like this? Why didn't I feel so awkward when I saw him before?

The pitch-black arm armor that had just appeared was nowhere to be seen, as if he had done nothing just now and the monster had stepped on its tail and tripped him.

The other knights did not see it, but Rowling, who was behind Fate, saw it clearly, the arm armor that just appeared in Fate's hand.

Chapter 92: 90～The Only Redemption

"Sorry, it was our negligence. We didn't expect that there would be such a super-sized monster. The anti-magic reinforcement in this wooden house was easily broken through by it." Fortunately, this monster was only stronger and bigger than the other monsters, and other aspects were exactly the same. Not knowing magic meant that it could not have too much destructive power. After dealing with the monster, the deputy came over and said apologetically.

"Fortunately there were no casualties, right?" Fate covered his mouth and used the last effect of the pendant before it failed to imitate his usual voice.

She knew that doing so would risk exposure, but there was no other way given the situation just now, and she had no weapon.

"Yes, it's a blessing in disguise, thanks to your help, senior." The deputy's attention was not on this, so he did not notice anything unusual, and there was more awe in his eyes when he looked at Fate.

From many of his habits, he could tell that Fate was also a knight in the past, but he never expected that this young man who looked younger than himself actually had such terrifying strength.

It is impossible for a knight with such strength to be buried by the Inquisition, which means that he is very likely to have held a high position.

If there were casualties due to the breach of the wooden house, it would be because he had not done his job well, and he really had to thank Fate for this.

Fate shook his head and said nothing more.

"Lord Chris, the monster has been executed, but the temporary inspection station has been destroyed. Do you want to conduct routine inspections at another location?" A knight came to his deputy and asked.

"Since all the houses have been destroyed, it is impossible for us to requisition civilian residences, right?" Chris glanced at Fate and Rowling, and said to his knights.

"But?" The knight looked at Fate and Rowling in embarrassment. "There are only two of them left for today's inspection, so why not finish the inspection?"

"Where can we check? The house is destroyed. If we continue to check, will you be responsible if something goes wrong?"

"Two monsters have already appeared today, and now there are only two people left. If there are more monsters, it will be a jackpot."

"Yes, I understand." The knight certainly did not dare to disobey the commander's order, so he had to express that he understood and go to notify the other knights and guards to withdraw.

After the subordinates left, Chris turned his eyes to Fate.

Looking at it this way, the leather armor Fate was wearing was indeed a bit too weird.

It seems as if there is nothing inside, and it looks extremely bloated.

But how to dress is their own business, and Chris doesn't have the habit of pointing fingers at other people's dressing style.

"The situation is not optimistic." Chris glanced at Rowling's thick gloves. Although the nun wore a thick upper body to hide this, Chris was an old knight after all. Even if he didn't look at her clothes, Rowling's haggard and pale face clearly hid a lot of worries.

None of this could be hidden from his eyes.

Fate nodded.

"I'll give you three more days at most." Chris and Fate passed by each other, speaking in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Given the condition of this nun, three days is the limit."

"After this time, she will no longer be human, both physically and mentally."

Fitt nodded.

"I still have some official business to take care of now. I can go to the Temple of Dawn tonight to worship. Is that okay?" Chris continued.

Fitt nodded.

She can't talk now.

But she also understood what Chris wanted to express. He had something to say to him alone, so he chose to come at night.

After saying this, Chris looked at Rowling again and turned and left.

"............." On the way back to the church, neither Fate nor Rowling said a word.

Fate couldn't speak, but Rowling didn't know.

Fate held her chest with her hands the whole time. The gargoyle pendant, which had been mobilized by magic elements to break through its effectiveness, was still hot, making the soft object on her chest feel uncomfortable.

The deputy named Chris was not paying attention to her physical changes and did not notice her abnormality, but...

"Did you save a little girl in Batti City more than ten years ago?" The silence was broken just as the two of them stepped into the church.

Fate was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Rowling, whose eyes were fixed on her.

The two of them just stood face to face, still and motionless.

Fate couldn't speak, and even if she could, she had no idea what she should say at this moment.

Although I have already prepared for exposure, but........

I was discovered just by showing a piece of arm armor? This happened more than ten years ago.

Yes, after seeing the very familiar arm armor, Rowling's doubts over the past few days finally came to fruition, even though she herself could not believe the result.

"Mr. Fate, tie your hair up."

"............?" Before Fate could understand what she meant, Rowling stretched out her hand. Her bloated palm gently stroked her cheek and straightened out the hair that stuck out from the seams of her helmet.

"Is this how you usually treat your hair? It's amazing that your hair is still in such good condition."

"........."

"Why are you looking at me like that? Aren't you going in?" Rowling smiled and took the lead to walk into the church.

It seemed that at this moment, all doubts were resolved.

Fate was a little stunned. She thought Rowling would ask her many questions, such as her true identity, why she had to hide it from her, and the gender issue...

Fate didn't believe that Rowling, as a woman, would be so dull as not to notice this.

But in the end, she didn't ask anything. He just showed concern for her as usual and then walked into the church.

Fate didn't speak and followed Rowling quietly. Although she was confused, she couldn't take the initiative to ask why others didn't ask her these questions, right?

At dusk, the setting sun shines into the church through the stained glass windows, lighting up only the statues inside.

"It's so beautiful." Rowling exclaimed.

"Mr. Fate, do you know why I always stay in the church for a while before leaving after work?"

"It's just to see this scene." Without waiting for Fate to answer, Rowling asked and answered herself. "The church is designed like this for a reason."

Fate looked up silently and found that the rest of the church was shrouded in shadows, except for the statue of the Grand Knight in the center, which was illuminated by the afterglow reflecting in from the window, like the only bright light in the long night.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Rowling looked at the statue standing in the center of the church and put her hands together. Even though her hands could no longer be closed, she was still trying her best to do so.

She closed her eyes.

"Just like a bright candle in the night, he was also my only salvation in the darkness."

Chapter 93: 91~He Wouldn’t Do Such a Thing

The night enveloped the last ray of remaining sunlight, and the entire church was plunged into darkness.

Fate stood at the door of the church, with his arms folded, looking up at the moonlight tonight.

Her hair had been tied up by Rowling so that it would not show through the gaps in the armor.

After standing at the door for a while in the cold wind, Fate saw the person he wanted to see.

A tall figure slowly emerged from the disappearing night.

"It's not too late." Chris saw Fate waiting at the church door early. It was not his working hours, so he came in casual clothes.

Fate nodded slightly, motioning him to follow him, and the two of them entered the church one after the other.

Chris looked at Fate who was walking in front of him and frowned slightly.

He had never observed Fate much before, and only now realized that Fate was so much shorter than him.

This height is quite suitable for a woman, it is a perfect height, but for a man, it is a bit short.

Is it really that I didn't notice it before?

Although Chris felt it was strange, he had more important things to discuss with Fate tonight, so he ignored these questions.

"Are you and this nun the only ones in this church usually?" Chris asked when he saw Rowling praying after entering the church.

Fate nodded.

When Rowling saw Chris come in, she seemed to know that the two were going to discuss serious matters. She brought them two cups of tea and went into the inner room to avoid them.

"Thank you." Chris thanked Rowling.

"Senior, why haven't you said anything?" Chris noticed that something was wrong with Fate. It seemed like he was the only one who was talking the whole time, and Fate didn't say a word at all.

Fate pointed to his throat and took out a prepared piece of paper from his pocket.

"Throat discomfort?" Chris read the words with a surprised look on his face.

Are you so uncomfortable that you can't even utter a few words?

Chris didn't say this tactlessly. Since the other party didn't want to talk, he just kept silent.

Even though Fate was behaving strangely right now, Chris didn't want to pry into other people's privacy, and he didn't come here to chat.

"Then let's just say what we want to say frankly." Chris paused. It was only after witnessing Fate's extraordinary strength that Chris had the idea of ​​speaking frankly to the other party.

"What's your name, Senior?"

"Fate?" Seeing the small card Fate held up, Chris recalled that there seemed to be no one named Fate among the members of the Imperial Capital Tribunal that he knew.

But now he has no other choice.

"Senior, have you been investigating the cause of the plague these days?"

Fate held up the small sign: Yes.

Then she held up another sign: Nothing.

"Of course we found nothing. Maybe we were looking in the wrong direction from the beginning." Chris sat on the bench, drank a sip of tea, and squinted his eyes slightly.

"What do you mean?" Fate held up the sign.

"Although there is no definite evidence so far, we have captured a number of humans who have not yet fully mutated." Chris was very curious why there were so many brands in Fate's bag, and they were all written in advance.

What was going on? Could it be that she was so powerful that she knew what he was going to ask her next?

'how? '

"According to our interrogation, we concluded that these mutated humans all had a common characteristic before they mutated." Having said that, Chris shifted his gaze to the inner room, which was the direction where Rowling was.

"The nightmare doesn't stop."

"........" Fate's hand holding the sign paused and there was no response.

"And the content is highly consistent. In all of them, a huge monster with black horns chased them in their dreams and forced a bottle of dark green liquid into their mouths."

"What else?"

"Not yet, but it is certain that the nightmares are directly related to their infection with the plague."

"But this is very unreasonable. As far as I know, there is no cultist who is powerful enough to create dreams, let alone spread the virus through dreams." Fate grabbed a pen and wrote on a blank card.

"If there really were a cultist capable of doing this, the empire would have been in chaos long ago."

"That's right, but these are all we have found so far. The citizens infected with the virus have never come into contact with anything suspected to be a source of infection. Some even sat at home and had nightmares within a few days, followed by physical changes. Among them, there are even elderly people over 60 years old." Chris certainly understood what Fate said, so he was also confused.

"There has been no progress so far. I had intended to report the results of the investigation, but the deputy captain said that there is currently no evidence to prove that nightmares are related to virus infection. This result seems ridiculous, and he asked me to observe for a while and report back when there is sufficient evidence." Chris said, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.