This Holy Knight is So Despicable!-Chapter 681 - 589: Oh no! Holy Sin is back!

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"Holy City, I'm back!"

Lette stood at the gates of the Holy City, his heart surging with emotion. ๐™›๐’“๐“ฎ๐™š๐”€๐’†๐’ƒ๐“ท๐’๐“ฟ๐™š๐“ต.๐™˜๐’๐’Ž

Although this departure was less than three years, just about a small year, so many things had happened in the meantime, it felt like ages since he'd last seen it.

"I wonder how the teachers are doing, I hope they're okay."

Lette walked happily towards the East Gate. From a distance, he saw a group of people lined up at the Holy Sword relic near the gate, drawing swords.

This had already become a star attraction of the Holy City. Every tourist on a pilgrimage to the Holy City had to try pulling the Holy Sword, or it would be as if they hadn't been here.

After drawing the sword, depending on their purchasing power, they would buy one or two souvenirs to conclude their pilgrimage journey perfectly.

Overall, the Holy City, having gone through the baptism of the last disaster, not only did not collapse but instead revived with vigorous vitality.

Of course, all this was inextricably linked to the adjacent Holy New City.

The Holy New City played a great role in helping the Holy City relieve its pressure.

A large number of workers and idlers were settled in the larger Holy New City, allowing the ancient and solemn Holy City to become a simple and pure ancient tourist pilgrimage site.

With such clear division of labor, the two Heroic Cities complemented each other, and their status even improved compared to before.

As the creator of all this, Lette naturally felt full of pride.

He walked briskly towards the main gate, and the guards saw him from afar.

After all, other travelers came here either full of excitement or with a heart full of reverence.

Only Lette walked straight in, looking as if he were returning home.

"Is... is that him?"

"It must be? Looks a lot like him! But why is he returning alone?"

"The Archbishop said you can't measure his actions with common sense. I think it's eighty percent him!"

"What should we do?"

"What can we do? Quickly notify the Archbishop and the Pope! I'll notify the Holy New Army leaders!"

After Lette quickly entered the city, the guards reacted belatedly.

They immediately split up and ran towards the headquarters of the Holy Light God Church.

Before long, the upper echelons of the entire Holy City received a terrifying message.

The Holy Sin, has returned.

The Church Court's high-levels felt both pain and happiness at this news.

Emotionally, everyone hoped Lette could come home often.

But considering other issues, their feelings about Lette's return were a bit complicated.

After all, every time this gentleman came back, he stirred up waves of trouble.

Although the final results were always good, the ups and downs of the process were enough to frighten everyone.

Thus, these upper echelons chose a nearly identical way to deal with Lette's return.

Hide!

Hide for a while, and things will calm down!

Let Lette wreak havoc on others first and watch the situation change themselves.

Though it's highly unlikely they would escape, at least, not become that stand-out-to-be-first target.

And hopefully, not run into his high spirits and get caught in the line of fire.

In this aspect, it showed that Taylor was a true brother.

The moment he heard of Lette's return, he hurriedly dropped everything and rushed to the small courtyard gate, eagerly waiting for him.

"Big Brother!"

"Taylor!"

The two brothers, not having seen each other for a long time, first gave a big bear hug.

Then Lette used the momentum to throw Taylor to the ground, locking him in an arm bar.

"You bastard! You little brat! How dare you trick me!"

"Ah! Ouch ouch ouch! Boss, boss! Big Brother! My brother-in-law! What are you doing! I never lied to you!"

"Still want to deny it?"

Lette twisted Taylor's arm: "I later got a chance to ask your sister, she said it was you who helped her set up my house for the wedding!

She also said, those four baby cribs! You brat made them yourself!

You swore up and down at the time, guaranteeing me!

You rascal! Today I'm going to deal with you!"

"Brother-in-law! It's breaking, it's breaking, it's breaking!"

"Don't talk nonsense! If it breaks, I'll heal you! Today, I must deal with you!"

Taylor groaned in pain, gritting his teeth: "It's not that, Big Brother, listen to me explaining.

At the time I said, it wasn't me who set it up! That's absolutely true, I swear to the Holy Light Goddess!"

"Nonsense! The Holy Light Goddess is Joanna now. What good is swearing?"

"It really wasn't me who set it up, I was just a laborer! My sister told me how to set it up, and that's how I did it!"

"..."

Lette ground his teeth in anger: "Alright, kid, you want to play these games with me, huh? Word games, huh? Today, I'm going to wipe you out!"

"Ay! Ouch ouch ouch! It's breaking, it's breaking, it's breaking!"

"Stop! You can't hurt my dad!"

Suddenly, a tender voice called out from a nearby alley.

Then, a little girl with a head full of fiery red hair ran out, tears welling up, trying to pull Lette's arm away: "Let go of my dad!"

"Huh!?"

Lette quickly released Taylor, and the two men scrambled to their feet.

Lette frowned as he looked at the little girl, feeling that her aura was somewhat familiar.

"This is..."

"Ahem, Vivian, who told you to come out?"

"Daddy..."

The little girl clutched Taylor's pant leg tightly, hiding behind him, peeking at Lette timidly.

"Well, Taylor, I underestimated you, it's not even a year since I've seen you, and you already have a daughter, and she's this big?"

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