Chapter 1259: Chapter 113 The Holy See Dispatches Troops_3
"Here’s the plan: You must achieve some merits in the operation to eliminate the Dark Witcher. Uncle will help you. Once we return to the Holy Church, I will immediately explain to His Holiness the Pope and ask him to grant Yue Yue’s hand in marriage to you. That way, a worry is off my mind, and it would also mean fulfilling a duty to your father, sparing him the worry in his old age. Father-in-law, what do you think?" He had already secretly decided that even if Xuan Yue was unwilling, he could not allow her to continue being with Ah Dai. His prejudice against Ah Dai was something that could never change, as he absolutely didn’t want to see his daughter following someone who held the Ultimate Evil Hades Sword and could transform into a demon at any moment. Besides, with Ah Dai’s status, how could he ever be worthy of his daughter? Based solely on Yue Yue’s words, he could not believe that Ah Dai was an envoy of the Sky God. Moreover, the Savior, in his mind, was nothing but an illusory concept, and even though he was a faithful believer of the Sky God, he did not see it as plausible. Putting his absolute confidence in the formidable power of the Holy Church, he resolutely believed that even if the Dark Witcher restored the situation from a thousand years ago, they could not possibly contend against the current Holy Church.
Na Yan gave a slight smile and said, "Ballon is like a son to us, having grown up before our eyes. Among the younger generation in the Holy Church, he is the only one worthy of Yue Yue. I agree with your suggestion, and I think His Holiness will not object either."
Ballon was overjoyed inside, falling to his knees with a trembling voice, "Ballon will take care of Yue Yue for life, cherish her, protect her, and ensure she suffers no harm."
Xuan Ye helped Ballon up, smiling, "Alright, you need not make any promises to me. Just treat Yue Yue sincerely in the future, and Uncle will still trust you very much. Go back and pack your things now; this operation will also depend on your performance. It makes me look forward to fighting alongside your father! Regrettably, this time we have to annihilate the enemy. Dark Witcher, why are you so obsessed with slaughter?" While Xuan Ye was not averse to killing, the idea of exterminating an entire race and completely erasing their mark still made him somewhat uncomfortable, but it was an order from the Pope that he had to carry out.
After respectfully saluting Xuan Ye and Na Yan again, Ballon rushed back home quickly, too excited to be described. Finally, having received Xuan Ye’s approval and having the chance to unite with his beloved, he felt an indescribable sense of happiness, making every cell in his body boil with fervor, almost wishing he could immediately charge into the Tian Yuan Clan to deal with those Dark Witchers. He sped home and burst through the door.
In the room, Ballon’s father, Ballon, was washing feet for his wife, already preparing for bed. Despite being the respected Deputy Judge of the Holy Church, nothing in the world was more important to Ballon than his wife and son. The noble task of washing his wife’s feet every day was always performed personally by him whenever he was at home, and he never felt that it lowered his dignity, in fact, he saw it as a bliss. However, these moments were usually done away from Ballon’s eyes. At this moment, Ballon suddenly barged in, immediately putting Ballon and his wife Luo Shui in an awkward situation, with Ballon angering and scolding, "You scoundrel, haven’t I taught you to knock?"
Ballon, in exceptionally high spirits, quickly looked up at the ceiling, muttering, "I, I didn’t see anything. I’m sorry, dad, I was just too excited and lost my composure."
Ballon huffed annoyed. Luo Shui looked toward her husband, who was blushing slightly, and felt a wave of warmth in her heart. The rough palms of Ballon brushing over her delicate feet generated tingling sensations, and she whispered softly, "Our son is back, let’s stop washing now. It seems he has some good news to tell us."
Usually, Luo Shui seldom had a kind expression for Ballon, but her gentle and soft words at this moment greatly delighted Ballon, who no longer minded the awkwardness, grabbing his wife’s feet determinedly, "How can we stop? We’re almost done anyway." He turned his head toward Ballon and said somewhat angrily, "You little rascal, if you don’t give me a good reason, see if I let you off! What exactly happened?"
Suppressing his smile, Ballon looked up and said, "Dad, Uncle Xuan Ye agreed to betroth Yue Yue to me. Shouldn’t I be happy?"
Hearing his son’s words, Ballon burst into hearty laughter, scrubbing his wife’s feet vigorously, and said, "Good lad, well done! You’ve inherited my flair from back in the day—getting things settled so quickly. Come on, tell me how you won over Yue Yue." Ballon lowered his head, which had been tilted back, and seeing his father washing his mother’s feet, he couldn’t help laughing as well.
Ballon, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed, said, "What are you laughing at? You should learn properly from your old man. This is a great way to please your wife."
Ballon hurriedly responded, "Yes, yes, I will definitely learn more from you. Dad, this time I went after Yue Yue, and finally found her in the Empire of Tian Jing. She told me that she wasn’t truly in love with Ah Dai but just grateful that he had once saved her life, and she helped him with a mission in order to repay him. She said she would return after some time. Moreover, Yue Yue told me the Dark Witchers have appeared again and have killed quite a few people."
Ballon was startled, and Luo Shui’s foot in his hand trembled slightly. "The Dark Witchers have appeared again—that’s critical news! Have you reported this to His Holiness the Pope?"
