The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 268 - 249: Akelie (Part 2)

As soon as Lynn and his group landed in the Holy City, a group of Light Divine Attendants came from all directions to greet them.

These Light Divine Attendants were uniformly equipped with silver helmets and armor, each possessing strength above the Saint Tier. They all practiced Light Fighting Spirit, making their combat abilities not just a notch or two stronger than ordinary Saint Tier warriors. Additionally, the Light Church Court often developed joint attack skills, enabling a small team of Light Divine Attendants to defeat opponents over a hundred levels higher.

However, this was only true below the higher Saint Tier; beyond that, it’s a completely different realm, and overcoming those requires either Divine Power or a Divine Artifact.

"Welcome back to the Light Empire, Divine Envoy."

The group of Light Divine Attendants knelt on one knee toward Lynn, heads bowed, with their right fists clenched over their chest armor, like warriors swearing allegiance to a monarch.

Nearby, the red-clad Archbishop also bowed to Lynn. Aside from them, Lynn sensed several powerful presences approaching, among them the misdirected Pope Akelie.

"Wow, what a fanfare. I didn’t get this kind of treatment when I returned,"

Sifrin, leaning against Lynn’s side, clicked her tongue with a bit of envy. She was considered a significant figure within the Light Church Court, but she had never enjoyed such a reception. Although the Light Church Court was like her home, the grandeur prepared for Lynn still made her a bit envious.

"Move aside a bit, and don’t get too close. People might think I’ve been with you. I don’t want anyone questioning my taste,"

Lynn, concealing his identity as the Demon Emperor while visiting the Light Empire, felt somewhat guilty. However, when Sifrin naturally leaned closer to him, he immediately frowned.

He wasn’t worried about much else but was concerned about being misunderstood as having a relationship with the Saintess of Light.

The main reason was that this generation’s Saintess of Light was this odd Sifrin, otherwise, he wouldn’t even fear the Pope of the Light Church Court, the strongest being of the Divine Protection Continent, the Saint Emperor of Light, Akelie, and would not shy away from the accusation of ’tainting’ the Saintess.

"Lynn, don’t be so heartless; take another look. I’m actually quite pretty, and if I dress up, I’m not any less attractive than your girlfriends,"

This wasn’t even the first or second time Lynn had shown resistance to her. Sifrin pouted, feeling unjust. Even though she wasn’t ugly and had the Saintess’s halo, why couldn’t she tempt Lynn?

If he was an upright gentleman indifferent to women, that would be one thing, but with women swarming in and outside his home, he clearly wasn’t. So, why was his resistance to her so strong?

"A Saintess that’s only a facade, with the heart of a goblin; I think you need a decade of purification under the Holy Light to be considered normal,"

With so many clergy of the Light Church Court kneeling and standing around, Lynn could only whisper cautiously. If no one was watching, he would have loudly exclaimed, "You silly twit, get lost!"

"Well, you really underestimate me. I, this Saintess, can dive through the fire ring of the Eternal Radiant Holy Fire unscathed. That thing is far more intense than the baptism of Holy Light!"

Sifrin proclaimed this while proudly puffing up her chest, as if being able to dive through a fire ring was something particularly pride-worthy.

"Even you can’t be ignited by the Eternal Radiant Holy Fire. I suddenly feel that relying on it to discern good from bad isn’t very reliable..."

During the conversation, a dazzling light poured down, and in just a few exchanges, the Saint Emperor of Light, Akelie, arrived from another teleportation array node.

As soon as she saw her father arriving, Sifrin immediately clammed up. Her father wasn’t like the others; most people either indulged her or avoided her, but if he caught her being mischievous, he would truly scold her.

"Divine Envoy Lynn, I’ve long awaited your return."

Before his figure appeared, Akelie’s hearty voice came through.

The next moment, a tall, robust warrior in golden armor appeared before Lynn. His appearance was impressively handsome, indeed capable of fathering a daughter as fair as Sifrin.

And Sifrin, being a Divine Mage yet passionately fond of close combat, was likely influenced by him. Seeing him fully armed, he didn’t look like the continent’s top Divine Mage.

But hearing him address himself so familiarly, Lynn realized that Akelie had also forgotten about him. It seems that even someone as strong as Akelie couldn’t retain memories of him; even the strongest couldn’t match a certain fat cat at home in this matter.

"Akelie, long time no see,"

After all, they were old acquaintances; back then, they had spent several years together on the Anti-Demon Battlefield. Almost half of the "Miracle" adventure was spent dealing with him, so Lynn didn’t want to act too distant.

Although that so-called comradeship mostly involved him fighting at the forefront while Akelie and his people cleaned up behind, in the Light Empire, the mission rewards he received from Akelie outweighed monster loot. Even the Saint Emperor’s Sword was handed to him by Akelie back then, so when the NPC Akelie transformed into the real Akelie, their friendship was quite profound.

"We might not have met before...but I have heard my friends from the Dragon Race say, perhaps the deities erased traces of you from this world, and only creatures with inherited memories can recall your existence,"

"So we had a connection in the past? I hope it was a pleasant one."

Lynn’s "long time no see" made Akelie pause briefly before remembering a rumor about Lynn, at which he smiled and spoke.

At this moment, Sifrin suspiciously glanced at her father and the handsome Lynn, scratching her head as if feeling something was amiss.

Why did they seem like old friends? Shouldn’t I address Lynn as ’Uncle’? If I am a generation younger, how could we have fun together?

Oh my, wouldn’t that make Sister Cleia my Aunt Cleia? And even Natasha beside me would have to be called Aunt?

God forbid, do I even have to call Sister Cleia’s big bird and the Lin Family’s fat cat Aunt?

After all, Xue’Er is Aunt Cleia’s partner, not raised as her daughter, and the Lin Family’s fat cat is obviously the boss of the Lin household, no way is it a junior...

No way! We must address individually!

Just call Dad ’Dad’, and Lynn ’Honey’; that way, they’re all part of the ’old’ generation, without messing up their seniority...

"Years back, I spent some time in the Light Empire, and I was in your debt. But I don’t need to thank you much, since I worked for you for several years. I drove the Demon Race back from the frontline over a thousand times; accepting some rewards from your Light Empire is only natural,"

While speaking, Lynn walked next to Akelie, and, unbothered by Akelie’s commanding presence in golden holy light armor, he casually slung an arm around his shoulder, making them look like buddy pals.

"Turns out we withstood the Demon Race’s assault all those years because Divine Envoy Lynn was also there..."

Given Akelie’s status, no one had ever dared to put an arm around him, but in front of Divine Envoy Lynn, who acted so familiarly, Akelie naturally had no objections.

Furthermore, hearing from Divine Envoy Lynn that he was once an important force against the Demon Race’s invasion explained a lot of the confusion Akelie and many others had for years.

Why, compared to the Demon Race before its leading forces were eliminated, they were clearly so much weaker, yet they managed to repeatedly repel the Demon Race military.

It turned out their related memories were sealed off, and they didn’t remember there being someone like Lynn on the Anti-Demon Battlefield, perhaps among many of Lynn’s old subordinates. Just like that astonishing war between gods and demons, the heroic saviors led divine soldiers and generals to crush the Demon Race, leaving their top-tier forces utterly decimated.

If not for that stunning victory, perhaps the Divine Protection Continent would still be troubled by the Demon Race’s onslaught, rather than being so peaceful now that even long-vanquished chains of evil have revived.

"Though I don’t recall ever giving Divine Envoy Lynn any reward, the great kindness and deeds of Divine Envoy Lynn saving this entire world I, Akelie, will forever remember...uh, unless overshadowed by the deities again..."

At this, Akelie couldn’t help but feel somewhat embarrassed.