Chapter 277: The Cat Girl with Light on Her Body (4K Merged Chapter)

The aunt's oddness made you feel something was off, and you could vaguely guess it was because the aunt had been injured, but now you have no way to help the aunt.

You could only silently resolve to find a way to cure the aunt in the future.

You didn't know if it was because of practicing the Knight's Oath, but the female ghost that often clung to you seemed to have truly disappeared, making you increasingly think the Knight's Oath is awesome.

Age 8: Your every day was spent in extremely fulfilling training, and under the Minotaur teacher's guidance, your combat skills grew stronger and stronger.

But what puzzled you was that you still hadn't obtained the Gordon Family's ancestral Holy Light; you told this doubt to your aunt, but your aunt didn't care about these things.

"What is meant to be will come." The aunt told you that; she seemed to have already anticipated this, lacking the Gordon Family's Holy Light is no problem—does not having Holy Light mean you're not a Knight?

And you now still lack the ability to fully practice the second precept; although your strength has increased, you have reached the level where you could become a Provisional Knight, but you think you still need to keep striving.

Feili still often comes to see you, but looking at this, her progress is indeed worrying.

The situation of the natural disasters grew increasingly severe; as the Empire's Godblade, that is your father, he had been continuously campaigning abroad for nearly a year without returning home, and your two sisters had already become Formal Knights, setting out on the road to resist the natural disasters.

The uncle who returned during your Awakening Ceremony had also left home again long ago; according to the aunt, this uncle of yours is a traveler on the continent, and no one knows what he actually went off to do.

Age 9: Nothing special happened during this period; your strength continued to rise steadily, and now you can truly match the strong Minotaur teacher in a showdown; the news of the Gordon Family's new-generation genius also gradually spread.

Effort can indeed make up for lack of talent; you proved this with your actions, and thanks to your extraordinary ability, you soon received an invitation from the Royal Knight Academy.

In fact, every member of the Gordon Family eventually goes to the Royal Knight Academy for further study, graduating with excellent grades, but you chose to refuse.

You, who constantly observed the Knight's Oath, became considerably smarter—at least you no longer looked foolish; and your aunt was also shocked by your growth. The cycle of becoming stronger through practicing the Knight's Oath is a long and tedious process, and every Knight's state of mind is extremely important; this might also be the reason your growth has been so rapid.

Indeed, single‑minded people are all suited to be Knights.

However, you have several reasons for refusing to enter the Royal Academy; the first is that you don't want to compete with a bunch of kids who can't even hold a sword properly for meaningless rankings—rising above the short is not the trial you want.

Another, less important reason is that once you go to school, your aunt will become an empty‑nest aunt, and you can't bear to see her alone at home.

So you asked your aunt to take you abroad again for training, and your aunt gladly agreed.

You packed your bags and left the Empire with your aunt, once again setting out on the days of traveling the continent.

Age 10: The experiences of traveling were strange and varied, and this also deepened your understanding of the world.

Six places ravaged by natural disasters occupy most of the land on this continent; blood disaster, beast disaster, and insect disaster are the three strongest types, while the remainder are called strange demon‑like creatures, terrifying beings living in the sea, and also spiritual energy disasters that can erode the human body.

Under these disasters, humans can only obtain a small piece of land; the situation across the whole continent is like a carefully prepared petri dish, and as for what is being cultured, it's utterly unknown.

Besides this, there are also many strong individuals among humans—for example, the Empire's peak combat power, the Empire's Godblade, the western Demon Hunter, and so on.

In short, this continent holds so much that is hard to imagine; in an era where anything could collapse at any moment, having a stable protector is incredibly difficult.

Moreover, there's no need to mention noble souls; nowadays those knights wearing steel armor have black aura on their bodies that is almost condensing into substance, while a golden sun like your aunt is basically nowhere to be seen.

Seeing the world's darkness too early makes a person silent, but for you, that darkness is like a flock of lambs awaiting slaughter; whenever you see someone's sin, you can't help but want to strike them down directly.

And the turning point of all this begins with the time you and your aunt were robbed.

To train you, or perhaps because she simply couldn't be bothered to act, your aunt directly handed her side‑sword to you, letting you strike.

And when you saw the thick black aura on the bodies of those several bandits, your inner feelings became extremely excited.

After you personally killed several bandits, a powerful force surged within you once again, and this force turned out to be the Holy Light you had longed for!

Your aunt was also very surprised; she didn't expect you to be able to awaken Holy Light, and the surprised aunt circled around you several times.

And you were even more excited; your idea was verified—personally killing those who have sin actually boosts your own strength!

What's even more shocking is that after multiple attempts, you even discovered that as long as you mentally desire what you want, the things you gain after cleansing sinful people become ever closer to that desire.

For example, if you want greater strength, after killing those who possess sin you will obtain a corresponding physique—but it's not omnipotent; if you imagine something too beautiful, it will not come true.

After gaining such a miraculous ability, you began to crave ever more to slay sinful things; all evil shall be cut down by your sword!

You also learned to discern the magnitude of sin; ordinary people usually have some sin on them, which is natural human emotion, and it hasn't reached the point where you must purify them.

However, as you used this ability more and more frequently, you gradually learned to grasp the timing to activate it; becoming adept, you slew countless sins within a year, and you could also sense that your light was gradually drawing near to your aunt.

Age 11: The longer you traveled, the more disappointed you became with this land; even tiny places were everywhere filled with sin, making you physiologically feel uncomfortable, and after learning the truth behind each person, you gradually lost the ability to interact normally with others.

You cannot friendly‑communicate with a person wholly covered in sin; seeing you like this, your aunt finally decided to take you back to rest properly.

If this continues, it will only bring you harm with no benefit; this over‑year experience is already enough to have made you grow.

Looking at your appearance, your aunt feels pity but can't help it; perhaps this is just growing up.

Knock knock knock!

The Gordon Family's gate was knocked on; the visitor was Feili, whom you hadn't seen in a long time, and upon hearing that Jierte had returned, she rushed over immediately.

Hearing that he had suffered a serious psychological shadow, now is indeed a good time to take advantage of his weakness... no, to show concern!

As long as you seize the opportunity, warming his spirit now, you could easily take him down in the future—wouldn't that be having him completely under your control?

After a year and a half apart, the maiden had grown ever more graceful and poised, yet when Jierte saw her for the first time, it was neither shock nor delight, nor a joyful reunion.

He...

He vomited outright!

Feili:??????

What the heck!

When she had a clueless expression, Jierte's aunt stepped forward and lightly patted his back, and her gaze toward Feili also grew a bit colder.

"He might have eaten something bad."

"Miss Feili, come again later."

She had just wanted to say no, but was held in place by the aunt's icy stare, and ended up nodding involuntarily.

After Feili left, she looked at Jierte with concern.

"She... what's going on?"

Jierte remained silent for a while, then finally uttered a word slowly.

"Sin overflows the heavens...."

The opponent's black aura, thick to the point of turning purple, made him vomit on the spot from extreme discomfort.

Jierte dared to assert that if he now killed the opponent, his strength would definitely undergo a huge increase.

"........"

Seeing his little aunt silent, Jierte thought she didn't believe him; after all, that was the church that had been on good terms with the Gordon family for generations, and the chance of such a situation was too low, too low.

"Little aunt..."

"I will go investigate the Pope's."

His little aunt comforted him, firmly believing Jierte's words, which left him stunned for a moment.

Who would have thought his little aunt would believe him so much?

And his little aunt was no fool; a child's thoughts are simple and obvious, and this person was even simpler than Jierte—if he tried to hide anything, over a year's time would be enough to notice the signs.

Sensing sin—this was her guess, a special ability belonging to Jierte.

However, she wasn't surprised; in this world, anyone who has come into contact with spiritual energy has this—it's normal.

At this moment, Jierte was constantly pondering the current situation.

If Feili is steeped in sin, then what about the Pope?

Jierte had a terrifying suspicion in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

The Pope's strength is great, comparable to his father's; even if he knew the Pope was steeped in sin, what could he do?

"Little aunt...."

"?"

"What's wrong?"

"Don't investigate anymore—I'm afraid the Pope might also...."

"Don't worry about me."

His little aunt's senses were very keen; she sensed Jierte's worry, and sometimes Jierte even felt his little aunt could read his mind, guessing whatever he wanted to say.

She placed her hand on Jierte's head and rubbed it, letting sin go unchecked—a major taboo for a Knight.

"Jierte, do you know?"

Besides our family's precept, everyone should also have their own precept.

"One's own precept?"

His mind hadn't caught on yet—why was his little aunt suddenly saying these things?

Is the family's precept related to the Pope's affair?

The family's precept consists of only three articles; you have already been able to practice two of them, and I will tell you the last one in the future.

Now, properly contemplate your own precept.

His little aunt's words made him feel doubtful—his own precept, how should he contemplate it?

He felt a bit lost, finding this new term utterly unfamiliar, and his growth stagnated as a result.

Feili often came to see you, but you seemed to have become a different person—no longer as defenseless toward her as before, instead being wary of her everywhere, which struck her as odd, though she merely thought you had been stimulated outside and didn't think further.

On another note, his little aunt's investigation into the Pope made no progress—either he hid it too deeply, or there was simply nothing wrong with him; in short, she knew nothing about the investigation.

And you didn't choose to examine the Pope's sin; a Knight is no fool—now is a time to bide one's time, there's no need to engage in pointless sacrifice.

Age twelve: regarding the so‑called own precept, you still know nothing; perhaps you should look for inspiration in other Knights' manuals.

A Knight should.... justice and mercy?

No wonder his little aunt said these are all empty grandiosities, completely lacking any substance.

However.... they can also be used as a precept.

But a new problem has arisen—how should such a precept be practiced?

Although the practice of the first two precepts can already be fully accomplished, becoming stronger is nevertheless a long‑term process, and the strength increase they have provided Jierte has already been quite slow.

Although clearing sin is feasible, at present he needs to properly nurture his mindset, and it's not realistic for now.

Then let's try practicing justice and mercy.

Jierte nodded slightly to himself, and at that moment he suddenly heard a faint cat's meow.

Then came a rising and falling chorus of meows, right at the edge of his window.

"?"

Jierte was utterly puzzled, got up to check. The instant he pushed open the window, countless pairs of glowing eyes were aimed at him.

"What's going on?"

He turned on the light outside in the courtyard, and the sight before him shocked him greatly.

He saw those cats surrounding a petite, frail figure; beneath her were several strong cats, working together to carry her toward his windowsill.

No one knew how much effort they had expended to get here, nor why they had chosen Jierte as their target.

They gently placed that petite figure onto the lawn, countless pairs of eyes looking at him expectantly.

"A.... Catgirl?"

Jierte voiced his doubt; the other's obvious bodily traits revealed everything.

This is a genuine Catgirl, and moreover a.....

A Catgirl with a faint glow on her body.