I Don't Know the Original, I'm Too Busy Trying to Make a Living - Chapter 126

I am a knight. To be precise, I am the Church of the God of Light’s Sun Knight.

The Church of the God of Light worships and serves the God of Light, and theirs’ is one of the three largest religions on this continent.

As the whole continent knows, the Church of the God of Light has the Twelve Holy Knights, and each one has his own unique personality and features.

To be the Sun Knight is to have shining golden hair, sky blue eyes, a compassionate nature, and a brilliant smile.

“The benevolent God of Light will forgive your sins.”

I must have said that line at least a million times in my time as the Sun Knight.

However, the greatest wish in my life is to be able to stand before the entire continent and roar, “Damn your ‘the whole continent knows’! This Sun Knight just doesn’t feel like smiling! I just don’t want to forgive these human trashes! I just want to pepper my sentences with ‘f***’!”

Unfortunately, even to this day, I continue to wear a smile as I say, “The benevolent God of Light will forgive your sins.”

The Age of Celestials has arrived.

In the world where Vincent was sent into, the existence of Celestial Beings greatly stimulated the advancement of humanity. With their help, the humans started breaking out of their shackles as they exceeded the limitations of their mortal bodies.

They have passed down mana cultivation techniques and various combat arts increasing their strength as they fought against the true enemies of the world…

However, as Vincent was sent by his grandfather to complete a very unusual mission, he learned that these majestic Celestial Beings weren’t gods or existences out of his reach… They were actually tools or weapons that humans have been using for their own greed. More than that, he discovered the true origin of the Celestials!

Hence, with the help of his System, he mounted a rebellion…

A tale about the former leader of a special organization that served under royalty, now leaving his past life behind and unintentionally getting involved with the martial world.

The figure of the Armada seems to be still riding the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean, and the gold of South America still seems to flow in continuously. As Alfonso from the Bourbon family returns to the Royal Palace of Madrid where he was born, the story begins here…

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