Chapter 27.1 - A Gentry Banquet Held in Adrian Empire’s Palace (Part 1) (1/2)

Ximengsi Continent’s southern region, Adrian Empire’s capital Samuel City, palace area

At an upper-class banquet, the host, Adrian Empire’s heir to the throne, First Prince Joseph waited at the front of the palace to greet his guests. All the upper-class nobles of every nation in “Victor Alliance” had been invited to celebrate Prince Joseph being formally appointed as the heir to the throne.

In a luxurious carriage, Clyde, along with Light Church’s saintesses, “Punishment Saintess” Tiffany and “Light Saintess” Maria, arrived at this social engagement banquet. The carriage they used was exclusive to the Light Church. Above the carriage, Light Church’s exclusive golden cross flag and light cross crest were suspended. Drawn by six pure white unicorns, all handpicked by Light Church, it smoothly flowed down the road.

Light Church’s name was indeed powerful. Unimpeded by the empire’s soldiers, it roamed without fear. Besides the royal carriages, if even the big aristocrats’ carriages encountered Light Church’s carriage, they would step back and make way. In Light Church, saintess were top-level figures. Their special carriage only respected the emperor and could directly ignore princes and princesses. For instance, even the carriage of Prince Joseph who was hosting the banquet tonight would make way if he encountered the carriage of Clyde’s party.

Light Church’s power was exemplified by its alternative name of Light Country. In terms of overall strength, among Human Race’s nations in Ximengsi Continent, even the first and second ranked empires didn’t quite match up to Light Church. When considering financial resources, they were no match at all for Light Church. Depending on Light Church’s strength, the dispatched clergy all had aloof statuses.

“Clyde, thank you for accompanying us. All right, follow us to the end of the banquet.”

“Maria and Tiffany, are you two looking for a dance partner or a bodyguard? I don’t know the dances of those aristocrats.”

“Don’t mind these details. Rest assured. We won’t treat you unfairly.”

Clyde was somewhat embarrassed. He felt like a pretty boy kept by a wealthy woman. The costs of attendance were all borne by Light Church. Clyde didn’t need to pay anything, simply accompanying these saintesses was enough. Even the rare platinum formal attire he wore now had been sponsored by these saintesses. This platinum formal attire had Light Church’s exclusive symbol, the golden cross, embroidered on it, which proved his identity as a member of Light Church.

Clyde’s public identity was a mere official of Steinbeck Fief. He didn’t have even a basic aristocrat status. Saintess Maria and Tiffany were worried that he would suffer losses when running into other aristocrats; therefore, they had helped him pass as one of Light Church’s high-level members. Like this, at least when meeting those aristocrats, he didn’t need to act like a common person and could greet or avoid them as he pleased.

Clyde accepted the good intentions of the two saintesses, but he felt somewhat awkward about wearing this attire. As an Evil God with the identity of a Great Old One, he felt like he was betraying his faith. Fortunately, there were no other Great Old Ones who had crossed over to this different world, avoiding all kinds of embarrassment and their ridicule. If by chance, he were treated like a traitor and persecuted, that would be a true tragedy.