Who knew what greater accusations might be pinned on him next? To call the priest a liar would be to openly defy the Church of Light itself. Yet, he couldn't admit the truth, or his young master would surely flay him alive.

He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place. Water Ling'er, observing the situation reaching its peak, addressed the young man. "In my opinion, there must be some misunderstanding between you.

The Young City Lord is also a subject of the Light God; how could he possibly do such a thing? Wouldn't you agree, Young City Lord?" The unfortunate young lord, desperate for any lifeline, seized upon her words and exclaimed loudly, "Misunderstanding! Absolutely a misunderstanding!" Water Ling'er followed up, "Since it's a misunderstanding, then..." The Young City Lord hastily replied, "Of course, everything is fine!

Oh! We should be going now. Saintess, please feel free to visit the City Lord's Manor when you have time." With that, he hurried away with his subordinates.

He was genuinely afraid of the young priest. Why did things that other nobles did without issue suddenly turn sour coming from that priest's mouth? It was best to leave quickly before the priest uttered some other baseless accusation.

He would simply count it as bad luck... Seeing the soldiers gone, Mo Han inwardly admired the Saintess's handling of the situation. With a few simple, lighthearted words, she had resolved the conflict without offending either side.

She was clearly not simple. Could she possibly know that he was using her? Thinking this, Mo Han immediately spoke up, "The Saintess is truly a Saintess!

So brilliant, heroic, handsome, and dashing... uh, I mean, a woman of unparalleled prowess, beautiful and wise! Under your sagacious leadership, the Church will undoubtedly reach new heights." Hearing his words, Water Ling'er couldn't help but smile again.

This man was truly strange. Just a moment ago, he wore such an upright, righteous expression, but instantly, his demeanor shifted—it was as if the previous person wasn't him at all. But why didn't she dislike it?

As a Saintess, she was constantly surrounded by flatterers, which usually disgusted her. However, the compliments coming from this man didn't feel repulsive; in fact, she felt a strange sense of pleasure. Listening to his tide of flattery, the elderly Archbishop Lar, standing beside the Saintess, couldn't help but frown and demand, "Which church are you from?

Who is your mentor? And what is your name?" Damn, a census, Mo Han thought to himself. He still replied with utmost respect, "Respected Archbishop, I come from the church in Aiputuo Town." He himself had no idea where Aiputuo was.

I doubt you remember every single town, Mo Han mused internally. Mo Han continued, "And my mentor is Mo Yixiu. My name is Mo Han." Mo Han chuckled to himself.

Reversing his master's name—that surely didn't count as a lie, did it? Though, "Yixiu" sounded a bit odd. Lar, clad in the ceremonial robes of an Archbishop, was puzzled by Mo Han's answer.

Was there really a church in Aiputuo? Yet, as one of the six Archbishops, admitting ignorance would be a slap in his own face. Perhaps it's a newly established church, Lar reasoned internally, and merely grunted noncommittally.

Hearing Lar’s response, Mo Han let out a cold sneer. It was just as he predicted. How could this Archbishop admit to not knowing a church?

Just then, the Saintess Water Ling'er in the center spoke. "Your name is Mo Han, correct? Your capabilities are considerable.

Come with me to the Holy Capital to serve. I can offer you greater opportunities for advancement once we return to the Church." At the Saintess’s words, everyone around them displayed looks of envy and jealousy. The Saintess had never valued anyone so highly before.

Based on her words, Mo Han’s future prospects within the Church were limitless. One had to remember that the Saintess was second only to the Pope, essentially the most powerful figure on the continent save for the Pontiff himself. Gaining her favor guaranteed unparalleled future success.

Yet, Mo Han replied coolly, "Thank you for the Saintess's favor, but I have been wandering since childhood and am accustomed to a life of freedom. I fear I would not adapt well to life in the Holy Capital. I must, therefore, decline the Saintess's kind offer." I hate it when women speak to me with that superior tone the most, Mo Han grumbled internally.

Upon hearing his refusal, everyone present gasped in shock. No one had ever dared to speak to the Saintess with such an attitude. The people of the Longteng Continent always answered the Saintess with extreme deference and awe, considering it an honor just to speak with her.

Mo Han’s tone was utterly unique, and his reason was utterly flimsy. Just as everyone expected the Saintess to become enraged, the central figure, Water Ling’er, said, "You truly are an interesting person. Very well, I will not force you.

However, if you ever change your mind, my proposal stands. You may come to the Holy Capital to find me anytime. Let's go." The procession passed slowly by the side of the Tianyun Mercenary Group.

Mo Han wondered if it was his imagination, but as the Saintess passed him, he felt she offered him a small smile. Even though her face was veiled, Ah, being handsome is such a hassle, Mo Han thought to himself with vanity. Once the Saintess and her entourage had gone, Kaelie, standing beside Mo Han, couldn't help but ask, "Why did you refuse the Saintess's offer?

Do you know how many people in this world crave such an opportunity?" Mo Han smiled back at Kaelie and replied, "Precisely because everyone else wants it, I refused. It highlights my uniqueness, doesn't it?" Kaelie responded, "You truly are a strange person." The little sprite Anna, nearby, looked at Mo Han with adoration. "I don't think so!

I think Mo Han has integrity! He looked so dashing just now!" Mo Han smiled at Anna. "Oh?

Anna, you really think so? Have you fallen for me? Even though I am quite handsome." Dream on, you!

The little sprite giggled. "You truly are narcissistic." "Ah, how did you know my greatest virtue? Although I have many virtues..." He stopped abruptly when he saw the looks of utter unfamiliarity on everyone around him, quickly backtracking, "Never mind what I said.

Don't look at me like that; you'll make me embarrassed." Anna laughed. "You get embarrassed? That really is strange." Everyone burst into laughter.

Kaelie stepped in to defuse the tension. "Alright, stop fooling around. We should hurry to the Adventurers' Guild to turn in the mission." Hearing Kaelie’s suggestion, Mo Han couldn't resist directing his slightly lecherous gaze toward her again.

"Kaelie, you truly are such an understanding girl." This drew another cold snort from Latin the swordsman standing nearby. Kaelie observed his expression and thought, His expression changes so rapidly. Yet, strangely, she didn't dislike that look in his eyes; rather, her heart gave a slight leap.

What is wrong with me? It must be because I’ve been too tired these past few days, Kaelie reassured herself. Leaping to