allendalepharm Chapter 42 Handsome, Luo Lan, Handsome
Chapter 42 Handsome, Luo Lan, Handsome
After removing the heavy armor and broadsword, only one thing remained in the "coffin" container on the left.
A pure silver cross pendant is slowly floating up and down inside.
[I've tried both physical combat and swordsmanship, so what about holy light?]
Luo Lan had tried both the [Knight Templar Basic Swordsmanship lv.1] and [Holy Kingdom Military Physical Technique lv.2], which were inscribed into his new physical instincts, and the effects were quite good.
But there was one skill in particular that left Luo Lan completely baffled – the description of [Holy Light lv.?].
[Holy Light lv.?: Pray to ██!]
The skill description is incomplete, failing to explain the skill's effects, its cost, or even the object of the prayer.
[Praying to ██, who is ██?]
After "eating books" on the top floor of the underground palace, Luo Lan gained basic common sense about this world called "Akquaid" by relying on the knowledge poured into his brain, and knew that there was indeed a supreme being in this world called the "Lord of Holy Light".
Moreover, He is the only true God who has maintained even a few words of communication with believers since the "Age of Divine Silence".
It is precisely because of this characteristic that the Holy Kingdom, with its singular faith in Holy Light, has been able to maintain its influence on the Central Continent, second only to the Celestial Empire.
Thinking through the common knowledge about "Akquaid" in his mind, Luo Lan took the cross pendant out of the container.
Kneeling on one knee, holding a cross pendant to her chest, Luo Lan, mimicking the posture described in the book, whispered a prayer:
"The Lord of the Most Good, the Most Radiant, and the Most Pure."
Protect my shield, my sword, my heart...
May your kindness be my steadfast shield.
May your radiance transform into the blazing flames of my sword;
May your purity become the light of my body and soul.
Please grant me:
The wisdom to distinguish right from wrong
The courage to persevere on the path,
Compassion for the weak.
—In the name of light!
The prayer ended, and nothing happened.
On the contrary, Luo Lan, who had been deeply influenced by the atheistic education of Earth for decades, was a little embarrassed by himself.
Luo Lan refused to believe it and changed her position.
Kneel on both knees, clasp your hands together, bow your head and close your eyes:
"Great Lord"
May your radiance wash away the gloom of chaos.
May your purification dispel the laziness of the soul…
Nothing happened.
Holding the pendant in one hand, looking up at the sky:
"The long night is coming, but the glimmer of light will not be extinguished."
May the departed light rest in peace in your embrace.
May the approaching night vanish behind you…
Nothing happened.
He knelt sideways, his broadsword resting on the ground, a cross pressed against his forehead:
"The source of life, the light of healing."
May your healing be like a loving mother's hand, soothing every bit of pain;
May your life be like a fountain of new life, healing every wound…
Nothing happened.
Luo Lan took the cross pendant off her forehead and stared at it for a few seconds.
[Tsk, this is difficult.]
Luo Lan was a little annoyed, not from impatience, but from the feeling that her efforts were not being matched by her rewards.
If this [Holy Light lv.?] can't be used, then wouldn't the feat [Pale Holy Light Path] be wasted?
Having consumed a large amount of source essence to obtain a new body, it was difficult for Luo Lan to accept that one of his skills and specializations was useless.
Luo Lan hung the cross pendant around her neck, tucked it under her breastplate, and, without bothering with any pose, began to casually make sarcastic remarks:
"I believe in the light... May the Emperor protect me... Giant of Light... It's free anyway, so I'll believe a little... Whoever it is... lend me the power of light..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Lan felt a little bit of his "energy" being drained, similar to the feeling when he activated [Sonic Shock lv.2].
As his energy waned, a pure white light burst forth from Luo Lan's right palm, which held the cross pendant!
Luo Lan's eyes widened as she stared at the pure white light in her right hand.
[This is... the Holy Light?]
Unlike the warm yellow holy light described in the book, the pale holy light overflowed from between Luo Lan's fingers, soft, clean, and not dazzling.
Then consider the properties of Holy Light described in the book: purifying chaos, healing wounds, enchanting swords and shields, various divine spells...
Since other functions were difficult to test, Luo Lan first guided the holy light to attach to the broadsword.
White light flowed up the hilt and covered the blade. The sword surface was coated with a thin layer of white light, with faint particles of light floating at the edges.
"laugh--"
He swung his sword at the air a few times, and the sound of it cutting through the air was sharper than before.
"Zzz."
He swung his sword again. The blue hibernation pod droplets, carried by the airflow on the metal floor, hadn't even landed before being evaporated into white mist by the holy light in mid-air.
[not bad.]
With a thought, Luo Lan felt the holy light enveloping the sword rapidly contract, then receded like a tide, flowing back down the hilt into his right palm.
The holy light dissipated from his palm, and specks of white light merged into his body and were stored in the [Pale Holy Light Path].
Luo Lan was finally satisfied.
[It seems that the [Holy Light lv.?] isn't unusable, it's just that the wrong object of prayer has been chosen.]
For some reason, Luo Lan prayed to the real [Lord of Holy Light], but received no response.
On the contrary, when Luo Lan prayed to a casually fabricated existence, he received a pale holy light in response.
However, as a pragmatist, Luo Lan didn't care who the object of her prayers was.
Whether it's yellow light or white light, as long as it works, it's good light.
Now, the contents of the "coffin" container standing on the left wall have also been completely taken by Luo Lan.
All that's left is an empty shell, the inner walls are clean, and the reflective surface of the unknown material is so clear that it can even be used as a "life-size mirror".
Coincidentally, Luo Lan was also curious about what he looked like now that he was wearing armor and carrying a sword.
He walked over, faced the smooth surface, and struck a pose as if standing with his sword.
I glanced inside.
His short, wispy white hair clung to his forehead, his handsome face had a cold, sharp profile, and his clear, azure eyes held a resolute gaze.
His entire body was covered in thick, heavy armor, and the blade of his broadsword gleamed coldly.
"Wow, he's actually quite handsome."
Looking at his now well-defined features and his 1.8-meter-tall physique, paired with this set of paladin heavy armor, he certainly looked the part.
But Luo Lan always felt that something was missing.
"Light……"
He murmured a phrase, and the pale holy light he had just summoned was drawn back from the [Pale Holy Light Path] and rose behind him.
A pure white halo enveloped Luo Lan's figure. The amount was small, just a thin layer, but it was enough to make the surface of the heavy armor ripple with pale white light patterns.
The left hand, which is not yet armored, has a bony claw that reflects a white-gray metallic luster due to its [Steel and Iron Bones] material.
The blue and white cloak that came with the heavy armor fluttered wildly in the energy fluctuations of the holy light.
Now, looking at himself with the added holy light effect, Luo Lan felt it was just right:
"That's more like it, as expected of me, you look pretty cool—"
Question: Roland, what are you doing?
Before Luo Lan could finish her soliloquy, a synthesized voice suddenly exploded in her mind.
The voice was devoid of emotion and inflection; it was cold and neutral, each word sounding as if it had been carefully calculated before being uttered.
"Follow-up question: Since the start of hibernation... only 76 planetary rotation cycles have passed? The mark of sin has not been removed, the final calculation is not yet complete, and the appointed time has not yet arrived. Why awaken prematurely?"
Luo Lan abruptly stopped. She quickly turned her head to scan her surroundings, her body instinctively adopting a defensive stance with her sword in hand.
[I'm all alone here. Who's talking?]
The tomb was completely empty; apart from Luo Lan, there was nothing else inside.
"Misjudgment: There's a difference in soul wavelengths; you're not Roland?"