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    Their ceremonial attire was too conspicuous – all dressed in white with a small cap on their heads.


    It reminded one of the gourd-shaped caps from the Lordran side.


    The leader was an old man with fair skin and blue eyes, the head of the Eastern Orthodoxy.


    His full name was too long, so those who knew him simply referred to him as Charles.


    Nobody knew how powerful he was, because anyone who did know was already dead.


    He was surrounded by hundreds of followers, all bearing a badge on their chests indicating their high-ranking status in the Eastern Orthodoxy.


    As they arrived at the entrance to the west side of the arena, they all stopped in their tracks. Charles didn’t move forward, and neither did his followers.


    Looking at the quiet scene on the tform where only Darlene was present, Charles expressed his confusion.


    “Why is it so quiet?” he muttered to himself.


    Luza, a mixed-blood woman who was Charles’ biological daughter and sister of Isa, heard his question and replied, “Something big must have happened!”


    Charles then turned to another mixed-blood man and asked, “You’ve been here before, did something major happen here?”


    The man nodded towards Darlene on the tform and answered, “Her name is Darlene, a member of the Amaterasu Kingdom Holy Temple Elder Council. She has caused quite a stir here, none dares to confront her!”


    Charles nodded. “So she’s Darlene, rumored to be the most formidable female assassin in the Holy Temple. But there’s a saying in the East, ‘There is no room for two tigers on one mountain.’ Therefore, in my presence, it’s be ‘There is no room for two saints.''”


    He seemed to remember something and shook his head in disappointment. “These Eastern yellow skins are too impolite. I had clearly notified the Pinkriver Temple of Mount Emei that I wasing today, but they did not observe even the basic courtesy. So, I’m a little upset.”


    The mixed-blood man joked, “What do we do? Kill them all?”


    Charles thought for a moment and waved his hand. “No, no. We of the Eastern Orthodoxy no longer kill, and our first order of business here is to meet a man named Jun! He has somehow managed to raise my beloved daughter in the small town of Dirtmouth, and she even boasts of being his ve. I… have lost face. After all, I n to run for the position of Pope in the future.”


    “I do not want this matter to give those who are on equal footing with me any ammunition against me. But, I just scanned the area and I didn’t see that guy Jun!”


    The mixed-blood man hesitated and said to Charles, “Although the Pinkriver Temple did not send anyone to wee us, it seems they have prepared seats for us. Shall we go over?”


    Charles sighed. “That’s the only option. Although I dislike the atmosphere here and I don’t like sitting with these yellow skins, we mustply. After all, there are many Eastern followers, and we must maintain a certain level of respect.”


    The mixed-blood man made a gesture of invitation. “After you, Your Eminence.”


    Charles smiled. “And what about you? My esteemed Duke Jerry.”


    The mixed-blood man, Jerry, replied, “You said there is no room for two saints. I will go up and meet that woman called Darlene. After all, at the root of it, her ancestors were also from Lordran, and they are quite despicable!”


    Charles praised him. “Jerry is always Jerry, so clever. He knows to let these monkeys dance first and then, when the time is right, make a grand entrance in the most radiant manner!”


    Jerry smiled and kissed Charles’ hand. “Reciprocally, my esteemed leader.”


    Charles didn’t say anything more and strolled towards the seats prepared for them by the Eastern Orthodoxy. Meanwhile, Jerry suddenly disappeared from where he stood, like a shadow, and reappeared in the middle of the tform, opposite Darlene.


    At the same time, Lyvia, who was sitting next to Cecelia, suddenly shifted her gaze from the followers of the Eastern Orthodoxy and turned to Cecelia, asking, “Mom, who are they? Men kissing men’s hands, so disgusting!”


    Cecelia took a deep breath and replied softly, “Eastern Orthodoxy. They are thergest force of followers in the world, and they have all kinds of people.”


    Lyvia asked, “Why don’t they stay in the West? What are they doing here?”


    Cecelia exined, “The fox pays a New Year’s call to the chicken, probably up to no good. Especially this Charles. Don’t be fooled by his appearance. Before Lordran was established, his family sent people to cause trouble in ournds,mitting all kinds of atrocities.”


    Lyvia thought for a moment and said abruptly, “When your sones back, you should let him settle the scores with them! I’m just a woman of no standing, I won’t intervene. But like I said, I have a son now, and I need to umte merits for him.”


    Cecelia nodded. “Let them dance a little longer.”


    At that moment, Jerry, who was standing opposite Darlene, had already taken off his white religious attire and tossed it aside. But before he could say anything, a crisp voice suddenly reverberated throughout the arena.


    “Zhenwu Sect, Lady Supreme of the Sect, Lyvia, wins! Holy Temple, Elder Council, Darlene, loses!”


    The person announcing the oue was a female disciple of the Pinkriver Temple. It was a bitte, but the message was clear. In a martial artspetition, there had to be a winner and a loser.


    As this news spread throughout the arena, the crowd around the tform became restless.


    …


    This message was indeed quitete.


    Jerry, who had just stepped onto the tform, heard the news and his face twitched. He looked at Darlene in disbelief. “You lost?”


    Darlene took a deep breath. “Yes, I lost.”


    Jerry’s face was filled with astonishment. He looked around and asked, “So, where is this Lyvia?”


    Darlene sneered. “You want to fight her?”


    Jerry shrugged and smiled. “Of course, teaching those yellow monkeys a lesson, I must pick the most formidable opponent to showcase the might of our Eastern Orthodoxy.”


    Darlene gritted her teeth and looked at Lyvia in the audience, saying, “He wants to fight you!”


    Once again, all eyes turned to Lyvia.