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Originally, with Morova's power, he could have intervened at the beginning of the battle. If he had, even if he couldn't kill the "Dark Eagle," at least the casualties among the Holy Temple's troops and the guards of the "Golden City" wouldn't have been so severe. However, this land of the commercial alliance was not under his protection, and the Holy Temple had no relationship with him. Moreover, neither the Holy Temple nor the Golden City had invited him before the battle. Therefore, due to various political considerations, unless Griffith began slaughtering civilians, it would be inappropriate for him, the "Phoenix Knight," to intervene directly. Thus, until the entire encirclement plan collapsed, Morova did not show himself, only releasing his fiery "aura" after the "Eagle's Regiment" achieved a great victory, forcing the other side not to act too recklessly.

After assessing the situation, Griffith also realized that engaging in a battle with a Sword Saint here would be meaningless, so he decided to leave. After a covert mental confrontation with Chen Xuanfeng, he waved the "Eagle Banner" again, and the entire death knight regiment turned around and rumbled into the vast night.

Soon after, the city gate in the direction they vanished erupted with a loud roar and flames. Everyone knew that this signified the "Eagle's Regiment" had left with great fanfare.

"Ah, the show's over. Good children should head home and get some sleep!" Chen Xuanfeng was unfazed by Griffith's challenge. Not only was his current identity temporary, but it was also uncertain whether the "Dark Eagle" could find him in the future. Even if they did face off, with his current strength, he was not afraid of this legendary genius knight. Therefore, he laughed heartily, picked up Jin Luosha beside him, and leaped off the rooftop, landing next to the carriage.

However, someone soon approached him again.

"Mr. Du Xifa, could you spare a moment of your time? Several dignitaries from the Holy Temple wish to meet with you." The person who came was Xi Luo, who had indeed been among the Holy Temple's cloaked figures earlier. He was the one who had been about to intervene but was stopped.

Hearing this, Chen Xuanfeng considered his options and found he had no pressing matters. Moreover, he still had many questions about Griffith's actions, so meeting with the Holy Temple's representatives might provide useful information. Therefore, he immediately accepted Xi Luo's invitation.

When Chen Xuanfeng and his group followed Xi Luo to the church where the Holy Temple was stationed, they found that Morova and their adventure group had also been invited.

However, the appearance of an elderly man from the Holy Temple side surprised Chen Xuanfeng—it was Ruins, the grand prelate with silver patterns whom he had met before. It wasn't unusual for a grand prelate to oversee a major operation like dealing with the "Dark Eagle." However, since the "Nine Saints' War," the four grand prelates seemed to have suffered significant damage after using their powers to save the four severely injured Sword Saints, and they had collectively disappeared from public view, with all their duties taken over by their deputies. Therefore, seeing Ruins now immediately made Chen Xuanfeng think of the implications—had these four old men already regained their strength?

Chen Xuanfeng naturally kept his questions to himself, as Ruins was currently dressed as an ordinary bishop, and his current identity would not recognize the esteemed grand prelate. So, he nodded and waited quietly for the other to speak.

"Mr. Du Xifa, I am Elizabeth Srotia, the commander of the Holy Chain Knight Regiment of the Holy Temple," said the female knight Elizabeth, not the obviously highest-ranking Ruins. This was also a tradition of the Holy Temple—in combat operations, the highest military rank always led to avoid amateurish command. "We won't waste words. The reason we invited you here is to understand some things. For example, we saw you engage with that criminal earlier. Could you tell us the cause of the incident?"

The female knight's question was direct, which was to be expected. After all, Chen Xuanfeng was currently impersonating a black knight from the Viking Empire, a nation that worshipped dark gods and had been a major enemy of the Holy Temple until a few years ago. As a fervent believer, Elizabeth could not possibly have any goodwill toward him.

Chen Xuanfeng naturally understood the complexities and smiled in response. "No problem. The cause is actually quite simple. At a secret auction tonight, I purchased a pair of elf twins, and that person was also interested in them, so he intercepted me to demand them, which eventually led to a duel."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Temple representatives were slightly taken aback. They were naturally aware of the existence of the dark auction, and even the Holy Temple had some shares in it. Therefore, they knew that while it claimed to sell everything, items that could cause major upheavals were not traded on the spot. This meant that the slaves sold there had undergone rigorous identity checks, and there would never be anything as sensitive as an "elf princess" or a "beautiful war goddess." Even slightly dubious items would be handled privately.

So why would the grand commander of the death knight regiment, the legendary "Dark Eagle" Griffith, specifically intercept someone for a pair of ordinary elf twins?

After a moment of silence, it was Grand Prelate Ruins who spoke first. "Then, Mr. Du Xifa, is there anything special about these elf twins?"

Chen Xuanfeng naturally expected this question, as he himself was quite suspicious of Griffith's motives. He wanted to use the Holy Temple's information, as the "Dark Eagle's" old master, to analyze the other party's intentions. So, he recounted everything he knew, even showing the elf twins, and waited for the Holy Temple's response.

After hearing Chen Xuanfeng's account, most of the Holy Temple representatives remained puzzled. Although twins with both high elf and dark elf bloodlines were rare, this should be a matter of interest to lustful nobles (at this thought, many disdainful gazes locked onto the reincarnated werewolf, but Chen Xuanfeng, relying on his Golden Bell Shield technique, completely ignored them). Griffith, infamous for his crimes, had never been linked to lust.