Loranhir was very self-aware.
Yes, she was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who spent her days waving around a fire poker, deceiving people everywhere, swindling food and drinks.
That's what she had always told the outside world.
But no one ever believed her, never.
Everyone just thought she was being modest.
"Not going to kill us? Undead are as arrogant as ever," the holy knight snorted, his expression solemn. "Sorcerer? Black cultist? Or perhaps a lich who has already entered the legendary realm?"
"I'm just an ordinary person," Loranhir replied in a cold, hard tone, the Heart of the Red Queen pounding loudly. "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Stop this."
Otherwise, someone will die, Loranhir said cautiously, but this slight change in tone made the holy knight before her tremble with fear.
"...Now it seems, the choice to train abroad was absolutely correct. In Layang, I wouldn't have had the chance to encounter a terrifying dark entity like you. Whatever ferocious beast in Silver City is completely inferior to you."
The holy knight tried to focus all his attention to catch a glimpse of Loranhir's true form.
But all his concentration seemed to sink into the sea without any response.
Besides obtaining a false disguise of an ordinary person, he got nothing.
This undead was truly frightening.
If not for Evil Detection revealing her disguise, the holy knight might have truly been deceived by her aura of an ordinary person.
What was such a monster, deliberately disguised as a hero, planning to do by infiltrating the Dawn Kingdom?
It must be plotting something!
Thinking of the potential devastation to living beings, the righteous holy knight's hand gripping the sword hilt trembled slightly.
The holy knights of the Layang Empire were all kind-hearted, unable to bear seeing the poor suffer.
"It doesn't matter what you are, sooner or later I will bring people to smash your coffin," the holy knight said.
But just making such a threat, he again felt the power of his oath beginning to warn him.
The holy knight increasingly felt that Loranhir before him was unfathomable.
Since he vowed to the holy light in his childhood never to bully the weak, the power of the oath had always accompanied him.
How powerful was this being that could obscure the power of his oath?
The holy knight didn't know.
But he would never allow such an evil existence to walk freely in the human world.
The holy knight suddenly thought of the elders of the High Monastery.
Call for help, he must call for help!
"Undead, weakness and ignorance are not barriers to survival, arrogance is. The next time we meet, I will completely purify your soul with holy light!"
Leaving these words, the holy knight departed with his teammates. Being able to bend and stretch could barely qualify him as a character, but he had fallen prey to the common ailment of Layang Empire's holy knights—being headstrong.
"..."
The holy knight left, and after maintaining her cold face for quite a while, Loranhir finally collapsed like a melting glacier.
God...
Was there not a single normal person, a single normal thing here?!
She truly couldn't understand why she was inexplicably filled with dark aura by an Evil Detection, and thereby attracted a holy knight.
The holy knights of the Layang Empire were famously troublesome. When you provoke one holy knight, there are already thousands more in the shadows.
Loranhir wanted to cry but had no tears. She was truly just an ordinary person, nowhere near any dark creatures. Not to mention that she had been living outdoors for a long time recently, and the only person she had been in close contact with was the pure and immaculate princess.
Something must have gone wrong!
...Wait.
Princess?
Princess!
The princess hadn't been found yet!!!
Loranhir finally remembered her purpose here.
She had been so nervous during the confrontation with the holy knight that she completely forgot the princess was still in danger.
Heaven knows what that ugly ferocious beast would do to her princess?
Heaven knows what the ferocious beast had already done to the princess?
A shriek came from the night sky not far away. Loranhir saw the ferocious beast rising into the air, its lower limbs covered in spikes and red hair clutching a disheveled figure. In the darkness, she couldn't tell who the unfortunate person was, but the ferocious beast's destination was undoubtedly its lair.
She didn't know where Elaphia had gone either; she was truly without any support now.
Loranhir had long admitted she was a pushover.
Being a hero had nothing to do with her at all.
The heroic play had nothing to do with her.
She knew she couldn't do anything, yet she kept getting involved in all sorts of troublesome situations, watching helplessly as a beautiful dandelion girl fell into crisis.
Fine, fine, she didn't really like the princess that much.
Really didn't like her.
But Loranhir couldn't imagine at all.
What would it be like to lose the presence of such a dandelion girl in one's life?
Loranhir didn't know, had never experienced it.
Perhaps some people had experienced it.
But if the princess died, she would truly be afraid. The fear of losing something was always more severe than the fear of not getting it.
But she still couldn't do anything...
A pushover hero simply couldn't do anything!
But even thinking this way.
Loranhir still rushed toward the ferocious beast's lair, panting, a mist forming in her eyes without her realizing it.
"Princess!"
Loranhir had just burst into this abandoned, eerie mansion, shouting with all her might, when she heard a response from not far away.
"What is it?"
"...?"
Loranhir was stunned for a moment, turning toward the source of the voice.
In the quiet mansion, dawn's light filtered through the gaps in the leaves. A girl stood there.
Her dandelion-colored long hair clung tightly to her tender white skin, her faintly pink lips still vivid and moist, droplets of water gently rolling down from the tips of her hair.
From her exotic features flowing down to her slender, beautiful calves, everything was as wonderful as in memory.
But the only problem was...
She was naked.
Completely naked.
Loranhir had to admit, she was dumbfounded, completely confused by the scene before her that was so far from her expectations.
What about the ferocious beast? What about the crisis?
Why was she naked?
She couldn't understand.
Not to mention, she also saw another completely naked girl lying not far away.
Likewise,
Completely naked.
"..."