The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 632: The Man Against Himself

At this moment, Henry Worden’s right hand transformed into a crimson demonic hand.

The demonic hand was as big as four heads combined. Apparently, the loud crash just now came from the hand hurling Jiu Er to the wall heavily, with her bouncing back from the impact.

Jiu Er stood up, panting heavily.

Jiu Er resembled a demon lord from hell, drenched in blood. The bright red curse patterns on her abdomen had been fully activated, spreading to her shoulders and lower back.

The bottom of her pupils flickered with dark red light. Blood dripped on the battered steel battle axe in her hand.

If a passer-by came in, they would immediately conclude that Jiu Er was the villain and the young man was an innocent person being brutally attacked.

However, Lin Yiyi could easily tell that the blood on Jiu Er’s axe and body was all her own.

The room was filled with a strong scent of bergamot and amber, like cologne.

That was exactly what Rustless Blood smelled like when it touched the air.

Lin Yiyi would often hold Jiu Er when going offline. After Jiu Er advanced into Blood Eater, Jiu Er’s scent immediately changed to this aroma, and it was very distinct. Whether sweating or bleeding, this type of scent would emanate.

The youth with honey-colored hair didn’t seem surprised that his barrier was dispelled.

After hearing the sound of the door being smashed open, he turned around leisurely and unhurriedly.

At the same time, he wasn’t distracted from transforming his right hand into countless sharp, thin spikes.

These spikes quickly protruded forward, forming countless sharp spears, nailing Jiu Er to the wall.

However, it wasn’t a substantial injury to Jiu Er at all. Instead, it only immobilized Jiu Er.

Her health points decreased by less than 30%, indicating that the opponent was holding back.

Moreover, she didn’t feel much pain.

Since Jiu Er changed her class to Berserker, she continuously reduced her pain perception. Now, she only felt 5% of the pain—this pain level made her almost impervious to the effects of most injuries as if she had built-in invincibility.

No matter how low her health points became, she would be fine because of her robust regeneration capability. She didn’t need pain as a warning… However, in that case, she couldn’t enter the Berserk state willfully due to the pain nullification.

To enter the Berserk state, it took the pain.

A berserker who couldn’t go berserk and fought calmly was simply too cute.

After attacking Jiu Er, the young man turned around suspiciously.

“Oh, it’s you.” He did have some memories of Citalopram, “You are Miss Citalopram, right? I saw you not long ago.”

“Yes, esteemed saint.” Citalopram replied coldly.

She floated forward in confusion, glanced at Jiu Er, who was nailed to the wall but was still alive and well, and asked boldly, “Why are you attacking my friend? Did the Bloodhand Brothers hire you?”

“How is that possible? I am not your enemy. On my way here, I dealt with the little guy who wanted to attack this lady.”

The young man rubbed his hair in some trouble and sighed, “She attacked me first.”

“You appeared in my room first!” Jiu Er, who was pierced by countless ruby-like sharp spears, heard this and shouted, “I’m a girl! If I haven’t slept yet——”

“…Pfft.” The young saint couldn’t help but chuckle.

His expression was strange, as if he was trying his best to suppress his smile.

“Ah, sorry. I’m very sorry, miss.” Instead, he apologized and asked in surprise, “Are you a newly advanced Blood Eater? No wonder you are really small.”

“What do you mean!?” Hearing the word “small”, Jiu Er’s voice became louder.

“I’m really sorry, buddy. Let me introduce myself. I’m [the Man Against Himself] Henry Worden, the Cup-holding Lady’s bishop. When I was in Silver Rank, my profession was the Holy Grail Knight.”

Henry said softly, “I have a few friends who are Blood Eaters. So I know that this level of injury is nothing to a Blood Eater. It’s better to say that sustaining some injuries is a great exercise for Blood Eaters.”

“The strength of Rustless Blood is stronger than you think. Every time your injury heals, your body will be further strengthened.”

“That’s why I said. It’s not an assault but just playing around.”

As he spoke, he withdrew his right hand, which had mutated into countless red spears.

Those crystal-like red spears retracted like vines, reverting to an ordinary right hand.

…The Holy Grail Knight?

Hearing this, Lin Yiyi looked at Henry with a strange expression.

This profession requires a pure body.

In other words, he is an old virgin whose real age is unknown.

Judging by how he spoke, it was more than being a virgin. He exuded the air of an ascetic monk.

Would the ascetic practice turn him into a Buddhist?

This is bizarre.

No matter how you think about it, there is a sense of incongruity.

“…The age of my friends ranges from forties to eighties. Some choose to become Blood Eaters, partly because they are already ‘no longer young,’ and the Berserker profession greatly depletes their lifespan.”

“This desire to feel young again gave birth to Blood Eater.”

When Henry said this, he looked at Jiu Er with strange eyes, “Because no matter what age they advance, they will eventually turn back into sixteen-year-old youthful girls. So I thought you too…”

“I’m only a teenager!” Jiu Er yelled in dissatisfaction.

“I understand. I get it. I believe you.” Henry nodded to Jiu Er with eyes full of trust.

For some reason, Jiu Er became even angrier.

The young-looking saint coughed lightly and said slowly, “I shall continue. Blood Eater is unlike the Holy Grail Knight, who must restrain his desires.”

“It’s rare to return to youth from an aging body. The lifestyle of Blood Eaters is generally, and relatively… so I didn’t expect that you would care about such things. I want to apologize to you, miss.”

“I still don’t think you believe me…”

“Anyway, restraint on desire is commendable. I’m happy to see a Blood Eater with normal morals, even if it may not align with the Cup-holding Lady’s church. But I believe the Cup-holding Lady will have compassion for a pure child like you.”

“You have smoothly advanced to Blood Eater at this age, probably because of this reason.”

But I’m really that young!

Jiu Er felt wronged.

Unlike Lin Yiyi, who liked to pretend to be young… Maybe because Jiu Er was very young, she had always wanted to be praised as “mature”.

Jiu Er felt defeated for a strange reason — “you look too young”. It didn’t hurt, and she even mysteriously gained a slight increase in physical attributes. Jiu Er didn’t feel like she was at a disadvantage. So she didn’t say much, just rushed into the inner room to change her clothes.

Her clothes had become somewhat tattered under the merciless assault. Fortunately, they still served their purpose, although they had become slightly breezier.

“Alright, I’ll assume you’re not an enemy for now…” Lin Yiyi interjected.

There was no need for the player to fight any monster anymore. She didn’t mind using precious gemstones.

However, she was grateful that they came in early to resolve the misunderstanding.

If Jiu Er were beaten up for a few more hours, he might lose his temper. At least if Jiu Er’s clothes were destroyed, this conflict would not be so easy to resolve.

At least it wouldn’t offend others in Annan’s name.

The consequences would be serious if a saint became the players’ enemy.

If the players were lucky, they could win him over as an ally.

“Why are you here?” Lin Yiyi had no idea.

Hearing this, the young man’s expression became slightly more serious, “I have sensed that you were attacked. However, I arrived a bit late, so I can only deal with the most important part, preventing the Bloodhand Brothers from getting fresh Rustless Blood.”

“Of course, they knew that Blood Eaters cannot be easily killed. So they are only here to ‘steal blood’, inflicting a little damage before immediately retreating. The enemies who attack you are a facade. The goal is to prevent you from immediately detecting their true intentions and hinder your efforts to stop their retreat.”

Henry paused and looked at Jiu Er, who hurriedly came out wearing a bathrobe. Bloodstains were still visible on her. He apologized once again, “I’m truly sorry, Miss…”

“My name is Jiu Er.” Although Jiu Er didn’t dare to complain, she puffed up her cheeks like a puffer fish.

“Yes, Miss Jiu Er. But you don’t have to worry about such things because exposing your bare skin holds no significance to me.”

The young man said, pointing to Jiu Er’s clothes, and said sincerely, “Because when I was ‘the Holy Grail Knight’, I was a woman.”

“Hey? What?” Jiu Er was a little confused.

Only then did Lin Yiyi realize the source of that sense of incongruity.

It was not an “ascetic monk”, but a “nun’s presence”.

“So, the Cup-holding Lady’s church can even do that.” Suuankou blurted out in surprise.

The saint nodded and affirmed, “Yes, it is indeed possible. Compared with Mr. Ray, who can only convert from female to male, and the Motherly Moth, who can only go from male to female, Cup-holding Lady’s high-level ritual can do a two-way transformation. This undoubtedly pertains to the essence of the [desire] realm.”

When he said this, he looked at Suuankou with doubts and expectations, “Could it be that you also wish to…”

“No, no, no, I don’t need that.” Suuankou repeatedly refused.

Lin Yiyi was gloating.

However, considering her younger brother might become agitated, she wisely suppressed her desire to watch the excitement and gloat over it.

Lin Yiyi immediately posted the news on the forum.

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