Chapter 105: The Chosen One (Extra Chapter +3, Thanks to Fenglin_Wanqiu

“Sacred Slash!”

“Sss, such immense power!”

Amidst the gasps of those around, a brilliant golden sword qi sliced across the sky and surged fiercely toward the middle-aged Holy Knight.

Earlier, when Herbert was making those grand movements, the middle-aged Holy Knight Gane had not attacked at all.

“Such pure holy power…”

Herbert wielding the Sacred Slash would not surprise anyone—it was the most basic ability of a Holy Knight, their core damage source.

The Sacred Slash was the core technique of the Holy Knight class: low in prerequisites, yet capable of unleashing tremendous power.

It imbued all of a Holy Knight’s attacks with holy damage, and its effects varied depending on the oath the knight had taken.

For instance, Gane had taken the “Vow of Poverty,” so his Sacred Slash dealt significant extra damage against evil nobles, greedy merchants, and other enemies who gained wealth through wicked means.

Herbert, however, had taken the “Vow of Purity,” which, in theory, granted him special advantage against enemies like succubi and lust demons—those saturated with seductive traits—inflicting astonishing true damage upon them.

There were also the Ancient Oath, the Crown Oath, the Vengeance Oath, the Salvation Oath… each Holy Knight’s oath differed, and so did the enemies they countered.

It might seem that specialized Holy Knights should face specialized enemies, but reality was not so simple.

Unless the power gap was enormous, Holy Knights rarely paused to consider such things after witnessing evil—they simply drew their swords and charged.

“Ten strikes to kill an enemy” versus “three strikes to easily kill an enemy”—does the outcome truly differ?

No.

As long as evil was ultimately destroyed, that was enough.

Gane narrowed his eyes, watching the boy’s movements, lowering his center of gravity, and gripping his longsword tightly.

Since the start of this “battle,” Gane had abandoned all notions of contempt.

Though the boy was clearly inexperienced and clumsy in combat technique, his precise control over his own muscles left even this seasoned warrior stunned.

“Sigh… is this what a genius looks like? The world is truly unfair.”

When Herbert unleashed the Sacred Slash, not a single motion was wasted—he replicated the technique exactly as Gane had demonstrated to him, down to the smallest detail.

No need for thousands or hundreds of repetitions, no need for repeated correction—just one glance, and he replicated it perfectly.

This mastery over his body—even Gane, a warrior who had trained for decades, could not fully match.

Gane looked at Herbert with envy, unable to suppress a sigh:

“What an enviable talent… A genius is a genius; even after wasting some time, it’s not too late.”

Thinking of the years Herbert had wasted, Gane grew angry, itching to condemn those foolish nobles.

“What the hell were the Alberts thinking? To waste such talent…”

Who could believe that a boy with this combat talent had, just a month ago, been nothing but a nobleman who talked only of art?

What a waste!

You made this genius pursue art?!

You had such steady hands—just for painting?

If Herbert had picked up a blade sooner, even if he never became a Holy Knight, he would have become an outstanding warrior!

As Gane mentally ranted, Herbert’s Sacred Slash reached him.

“But then again, it’s fortunate Herbert wasted those years—otherwise he might never have become a Holy Knight.”

“Because compared to his talent for Holy Knight heritage, his physical control is utterly insignificant!”

Gane raised his sword, his expression grave, and swung his own blade, roaring:

“Sacred Slash!!!”

Clang—

A whiter, larger sword qi erupted, charging toward the golden one!

The next instant, the two sword qis met midair, their forces clashing, exploding into a thunderous roar that sent waves of air surging outward.

The powerful gusts struck the faces of those present, whipping their clothes and hair, forcing them to raise their hands to shield themselves.

Only Blake forgot to block—he stared blankly at the scene, the dust and sand slamming into his face, yet he remained frozen.

“Was that… the Prince did that?”

Am I still dreaming?

Gane stared at the scene before him, recalling the dazzling golden sword qi, and sighed inwardly with awe.

“What an outrageous favor…”

Before the Rusty Nail Bishop himself had told him, Gane would never have believed what he now witnessed.

The boy, who had been merely low-rank last time he saw him, now unleashed power approaching high-rank…

Indeed, had he not yet mastered control over his own strength, he might already have officially reached high-rank.

A Holy Knight’s power stems from two sources: the deity and the self.

The deity’s favor toward a Holy Knight influences their strength—the deeper the blessing granted after the oath, the greater the power they can unleash.

The other factor depends on the Holy Knight’s own adherence to their oath—the stricter and more steadfast their commitment, the stronger their power becomes.

Though it’s possible Herbert is utterly devout to the Vow of Purity, strictly maintaining purity in both spirit and body in daily life…

He has only been a Holy Knight for a short time; even upholding an oath requires time.

Otherwise, if someone swore off lust today, broke it tomorrow, then swore again—wouldn’t he qualify as a Holy Knight simply because he was abstinent at one moment?

Thus, the primary factor influencing Herbert’s strength could only be the deity’s blessing.

Herbert was granted unhidden favor from the deity who blessed him.

A supreme, ultimate honor!

Thanks to this favor, Herbert could unleash high-rank power despite being only low-rank in actual cultivation.

Gane dared not imagine what power Herbert might wield if he ever reached high-rank—or even legendary status…

Epic? Beyond Epic?

“Such favor is almost worthy of being called Divine Favor… truly enviable!”

Honestly, Gane felt a pang of envy, and his resolve wavered.

“Maybe I should… too…”

If simply maintaining purity could grant such immense power, he too wanted to take another Vow of Purity.

He could remain pure!

His little brother hadn’t been used in years anyway… might as well stop entirely.

What’s so hard about abstaining from lust?

I can do it too!!!

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