The Holy Son of Light's Coronation, Seize It at Once

"Pathetic!"

Looking at the templars flying out spewing blood in their wake, Ling Jiu spat out a single word. He did not even bother to show contempt, because... these people were just a group of Level 8 powerhouses. 

"Who are you?"

Ludwig stared at Ling Jiu and asked in a low voice. 

"Who do you think you are, to think that you're worthy of knowing who I am?

Ling Jiu glanced at hi, and Ludwig flew away as if struck by lightning, not even having a chance to scream. 

Before he even landed, Ling Jiu waved his hand and Ludwig disappeared where he stood, and he was sent into the Leoux. 

This was Leoux's idea. It wanted to read Ludwig's memories to learn more about the Light Curia and Auguland. 

In Leoux's words, Auguland was much more interesting than it had imagined, and it wanted to know more about it. Ling Jiu of had no objections, of course.