in2ebook Chapter 478 Sorry
Chapter 478 Sorry
Inside the holy cathedral, sunlight shines through the colorful glazed windows, making the entire hall look like a dream.
Lin Ci'an stood in the center of the altar, his pure white robe embroidered with golden sacred runes, flickering slightly with his movements. He raised his hand, and the hall suddenly became quiet, with thousands of believers holding their breath waiting for the Son of God's blessing.
"In the name of the God of Light, may the holy light bless all devout souls." Lin Ci'an's voice was clear and ethereal, as if carrying some kind of transcendent power. A ball of soft light condensed from his fingertips, slowly rising to the dome, and then turned into countless points of light that sprinkled on the crowd.
The believers shouted in amazement and gratitude, and some even shed tears of excitement. In this sacred moment, Lin Ci'an's eyes unconsciously glanced to the side.
Chu Ziyu stood upright on the altar steps in a silver-white armor, his handsome face as perfect as a sculpture under the holy light. Unlike other knights, there was a small golden sun engraved on the left chest of his armor - that was the exclusive emblem of the Holy Son Guard Knight.
When Lin Ci'an's eyes swept over, Chu Ziyu seemed to sense something and tilted his head slightly. Their eyes met briefly in the air, and the corners of Chu Ziyu's mouth rose slightly, and those eyes that were always as sharp as an eagle were now incredibly soft.
Only Lin Ci'an could detect this subtle expression, and only he understood its meaning. The tacit understanding they had gained from spending five years together had already made their relationship go beyond a simple master-servant relationship.
At the crucial moment of the ceremony, Lin Ci'an held up the holy book with both hands and began to chant the ancient prayer. His clear voice echoed throughout the hall, and an invisible force seemed to gather in the air.
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
Dozens of dark shadows poured into the temple from all directions. They were dressed in night clothes and moved as fast as ghosts. The believers screamed and fled in all directions, and the Knights Templar immediately drew their swords to meet the enemy.
"Protect the Holy Son!" Chu Ziyu shouted sternly, stepped onto the altar and stood in front of Lin Ci'an.
Lin Ci'an did not stop praying, as this was the most critical part of the ritual. Once interrupted, the accumulated divine power would explode out of control and hurt innocent people. He could only trust Chu Ziyu and the knights to buy enough time.
The black-clad men were incredibly powerful, and the Templars were defeated. Just as the enemy was about to break through the defense line, Chu Ziyu suddenly turned around.
"Zi Yu?" Lin Ci'an called out in confusion after he had just finished the last sentence of his prayer.
The next moment, the cold blade was against his throat.
"I'm sorry, Ci'an." Chu Ziyu's voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes flashed with complex emotions that Lin Ci'an had never seen before - pain, determination, and a hint of imperceptible reluctance.
The hall fell silent instantly, and everyone was shocked by this scene. The most trusted knight of the Holy Son, the personal bodyguard who had protected him for five years, actually pointed his sword at his master.
"Why?" Lin Ci'an asked softly, his emerald eyes full of confusion and hurt.
Chu Ziyu did not answer, but just shook his wrist, and the sword tip flashed a cold light.
The pain was so severe that Lin Ci'an felt warm liquid pouring out of his neck. He staggered back and fell on the altar. His pure white robe was quickly stained with blood. His vision began to blur, but he still stared at Chu Ziyu's face, trying to find the answer.
The leader of the men in black stepped forward and saluted respectfully to Chu Ziyu: "Sir, the mission is accomplished."
Sir? Lin Ci'an felt a chill in his heart. It turned out that he had never really understood this person he had been with day and night.
Chu Ziyu leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry." The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it hit Lin Ci'an hard.