I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 533 Transfers and Appointments (Page 12)

The crimson waters of the sacred pool rippled, reflecting Alpha's cold, aloof profile.

It was his turn.

As the ritual began, immense holy power surged into his body like a flood bursting its banks, frantically cleansing his meridians and bones.

However, just as Alpha had predicted, the life essence of five thousand Templar Knights.

After completing Ilya's transformation and Peter's enhancement, it was already at its last gasp.

The energy of the Sacred Pool was only enough to awaken the "Uncrowned Ring" from its slumber and unleash its original attributes, but it was far from sufficient to support Alpha's further advancement in strength.

As the last bit of energy was absorbed by the ring, Alpha slowly opened his eyes.

Although his physical strength did not improve significantly, it did not affect his overall strategic vision.

Alpha was never the kind of reckless warrior who liked to charge into battle; his battlefield was at the center of a vortex of power struggles.

As long as this power is enough for him to protect himself and suppress the villains around him, that is enough.

However, just as Alpha was feeling the new power circulating within his body, an extremely subtle and cold dark aura attempted to sneak into his consciousness through his meridians.

That was the work of the Dark Council Chief.

“Speaker of the Council,” Alpha said with a mocking smile, his voice not loud but clearly carrying throughout the chamber, “you didn’t add a ‘after-sales service’ control option to my promotion ceremony, did you?”

Alpha knows these old guys all too well, just like he tampered with Ilya's Holy Ring ritual before. There's no such thing as a free lunch.

From the shadows, the figure of the Dark Council Chairman slowly emerged.

He stared at Alpha, his brow furrowed, his mind filled with doubt: "Impossible! I clearly transformed your light attribute into dark essence, why..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Because in his perception, Alpha had indeed perfectly transformed into the dark attribute, and that pure dark aura was undeniable.

But he always felt something was wrong, as if his carefully laid trap had been dismantled by the prey that had entered it.

Alpha sneered inwardly.

How could he possibly allow himself to become a puppet of the Dark Council?

The moment that dark power entered his body, Alpha used the divine power within him that had not yet been fully digested.

With an extremely clever method, it directly "purified" that controlling dark factor into the purest energy, which then nourished itself.

As for the dark attribute, that's a special attribute brought about by Alpha's dual souls.

Previously in the dark space, Alpha had already transformed his present soul into a dark body in order to protect himself.

This means that Alpha can now freely switch between the Dark Knight and the Light Knight.

"Perhaps it's because of my special constitution?" Alpha spread his hands innocently, then changed the subject, his tone becoming playful, "Or perhaps, Speaker, your old bones are too badly injured, even your spell accuracy has decreased?"

"Hmph!" the council speaker snorted coldly.

Although he was unwilling, the ritual had already been completed, and he could no longer forcibly intervene, otherwise he would only destroy this perfect vessel.

"Now that you have joined my Dark Order, you will be a high-ranking member of the Council. This is my Dark Token. With this token, you can move freely in the Dark World."

After tossing the token to Alpha, the Speaker of the Council was eager to go back and recuperate.

He is in extremely poor condition and is only keeping going by sheer willpower.

He planned to reforge a more advanced control token after he recovered from his injuries.

But he never expected that this departure would last for more than a decade.

Due to the severity of his injuries, the Speaker of the Council fell into a deep sleep after returning home, completely forgetting about reforging the token and taking control of Alpha.

It wasn't until more than a decade later, after he recovered from his injuries and awoke, that he suddenly realized, "Oh dear! I seem to have forgotten to change the token for that Alpha!"

By then, Alpha was no longer something he could control.

After seeing off the council chairman who had been completely fooled by him, Alpha immediately began to arrange the next move.

Alpha secretly sent Rahim and Philos to a monastery far from the center of power, claiming that the two paladins had been seriously injured in the holy war and needed to recuperate in seclusion.

This departure may be forever, and the Holy See will have to adapt to life without these two towering white jade pillars.

Deep within the temple, all was deathly silent.

"Lord Lei..." Ilya was now wearing new armor.

But in her once proud blue eyes, only submissiveness and a barely concealed desire for power remained.

Ilya walked barefoot to Alpha's side, carefully nestled in his arms, and unconsciously drew circles on his chest with her fingers. "Now that the Holy See is leaderless, what... what should we do next?"

Alpha casually put his arm around her waist, but his gaze was fixed on the distance, as if he could already see the grand blueprint for the future expansion of the empire.

"As planned." Al's tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

"The Duke of Orlando is crowned today and becomes the new Pope. You, Ilya, will succeed him as the Paladin Commander. As for the vacant Paladin positions, we will select new ones from the bottom ranks. I want newcomers who are absolutely loyal to you."

Alpha paused, then gently lifted Ilya's chin with his fingers, his eyes deepening: "Of course, Orlando is just a puppet. Right now, I'm the one who calls the shots in the Holy See. But in the future, this place will be yours."

Ilya was overjoyed; she hadn't expected to climb to this position.

But then, Ilya showed a worried expression: "But my lady, I don't have the key to the Holy Spring and can't open the Holy Pool. How can I train new paladins? How can I improve the strength of the Holy See?"

"The key is with me." Alpha suddenly pressed Ilya against the stone pillar behind him.

He bit her hard on her snow-white chest, leaving a clear bloodstain.

Alpha looked at the wound, a morbid satisfaction gleaming in his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Want to enhance your Paladin power? Want to obtain the Holy Spring's power? It's simple. Come to me, and I will 'grant you authority.' As long as this mark remains on your body, as long as you are still one of my people, you can use the Holy Spring's power."

That's exactly what Alpha is all about.

He turned this once high and mighty paladin commander into his plaything, binding her power to his physical desires.

Only in this way will Ilya never dare to betray him and will always be drawn to him.

Ilya winced in pain, her brow furrowing slightly, but she felt a strange power surging within her body along with the wound.

She ultimately chose silence and obediently lowered her noble head.

Alpha looked out the window at the holy city gradually returning to order, a cold smile curving his lips.

"In the future, all you need to do is one thing—continuously replenish the Holy Spring's holy power and enhance the Church's combat strength. As for the rest, you can handle it yourself."

Alpha knew in his heart that the Holy See was about to become the sharpest sword for the Ottoman Empire's expansion.

The empire will package its aggression as a sacred "holy war" to give it the moral high ground.

Although this empire seems decayed and no longer possesses the strength that once swept across the continent—the 800,000 Templar Knights composed of commoners.

Nowadays, it's probably impossible to even gather one-tenth of the required number, and for ordinary people to become knights is even more difficult than climbing to the heavens.

But under the manipulation of the empire, this decaying shell can still unleash a final, radiant glow that makes the world tremble.

After dealing with the messy affairs of the Vatican, Alpha completely forgot about the so-called divine authority.

For Alpha, it was nothing more than a pawn that could be used at any time.

What Alpha truly values ​​right now is the 20,000 commoner knights he controls—the core of his force that he can truly rely on in the Empire.

Back at the military camp, Alpha's bloodthirstiness and ruthlessness vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable urgency.

Alpha's first priority was to find the girl who had saved his life—Fanxing.

At this moment, the stars, having temporarily lost their luster due to the excessive use of forbidden time power, are sitting quietly by the bed.

Alpha slammed the door shut, completely shutting out the outside world.

The long-suppressed desires burst forth at this moment, and Alpha suddenly embraced the stars.

Although the stars are invisible, one can sense Alpha's frantic demands.

The stars obediently accepted it, responding with joy.

This should have been a private and intense moment, but the bedroom's soundproofing was clearly inadequate.

“Lord Lei… how could you do this? In broad daylight, how could you be so shameless…” Not far from the door, Su Wanyi’s clear voice trembled noticeably.

She pressed herself against the door, listening to the seductive music coming from inside, her cheeks burning hot enough to fry an egg.

"You brat, you're still listening!" The older sister, Su Wanqing, was both angry and amused. She grabbed her younger sister's ear and dragged her outside. "You're still a virgin, how can you do such a shameful thing as eavesdropping!"

"Sister, be gentle! I'm just worried about Fanxing..." Su Wanyi struggled and argued, "I heard Fanxing screaming so pitifully, is Lord Lei bullying her?"

Su Wanqing blushed deeply at her sister's words and retorted, "What do you know! This...this is a matter between husband and wife. Besides, Lord Lei is usually so gentle, how could he bully Fanxing?"

"Then I must ask Sister Fanxing later!" Su Wanyi said stubbornly.

Just then, the bedroom door creaked open a crack.

Alpha's languid, slightly hoarse voice rang out: "Since you're all here, why don't we come together?"

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Ying's innocent and smiling face peeked in.

Taking advantage of Alpha's distraction while he was talking, Liu Ying slipped into bed.

In an instant, the bedroom was filled with a peach-colored hue.

After a long while, the wind stopped and the rain ceased.

Fanxing nestled in Alpha's arms, listening to the Su sisters' playful banter outside the door, and buried her face in the blanket in embarrassment: "Lord Alpha, I... I'm so ashamed. Sister Su must have heard everything just now."

Alpha was in a great mood. He casually pinched the cheek of Firefly, who was still pretending to be asleep, and teased her with a smile, "Look at this little rabbit, she still can't get up, and she doesn't even feel embarrassed. Star, you have to remember, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, then it's others who are embarrassed."

Upon hearing this, Fanxing was filled with shame and indignation, and grabbed a pillow and threw it at Alpha.

Inside the tent, another burst of enchanting laughter and chatter erupted.

"My lord, Lord Hashim requests your presence."

The voice coming from outside the door was gentle and steady, with an irresistible sense of order.

Alpha peeked through the crack in the door and saw Su Wanqing standing at the door, holding a thick stack of files, looking dignified, just like a female secretary.

As for Zhang Yuntian, that cultivation fanatic, he only knows how to bury himself in training all day long. Entrusting these two beautiful sisters to his care is like casting pearls before swine, a complete waste of talent.

Fanxing is now blind and unable to handle any affairs.

The little rabbit, Firefly, was even more heartless, only knowing how to hide under the covers and pretend to be asleep.

Left with no other choice, Alpha had to appoint Su Wanqing to temporarily take over Fanxing's position as his temporary personal secretary.