Keen Observation

Luke did not go to the location written on the note.

Because the other party was cautious enough not to directly send him to their base, but chose a meeting spot instead.

Unfortunately, this was futile. The essence of Luke’s mind-reading was to read information, and the relevant information remaining on the note was no exception.

Thus, based on the information contained in the note, Luke quickly found the owner of the handwriting.

At this moment, the person was peeking from thirty meters outside the agreed location. Luke circled behind him, gently patted the man’s shoulder, instantly making him jump in fright.

‘Who! Ah, why are you here? Oh no, Sir Hero, what can I do for you?’ The man tried to play dumb.

‘You wrote this to me, didn’t you?’ Luke revealed the note and shook it.

‘Ah, Sir Hero, what are you saying? I don’t quite understand.’ The man continued to struggle.

‘Don’t pretend, Thomas. Apprentice Knight of the Royal Guard Knights, thirty-five years old, with a seventy-three-year-old…’

‘Enough, enough, I surrender!’ Seeing Luke expose his background, Thomas immediately gave up.

It was actually no surprise that the man surrendered so easily, or that Luke chose this method to approach him.

In this country, those who disliked that scummy pinkette tended to have lower status, rank, knowledge, and quality.

Though not absolute, it was a relatively verifiable phenomenon.

For example, in the vast Royal Guard Knights, only a small apprentice knight like Thomas harbored suspicions about that scummy pinkette.

His reasons were also quite humble: he simply felt that there couldn’t be such a perfect person in the world.

Of course, many people shared this thought, but as long as Elia had a good side, could help them, and bring them benefits, any other potential flaws were simply ignored.

But Thomas was not like that; he ignored all other aspects, focusing intently on finding Elia’s shortcomings, hoping to use them to slander and completely invalidate her.

And the quality and level of an organization founded by such people could well be imagined.

Luke’s decision to seek out and contact such a ‘rotten’ organization was also out of helplessness; others’ filters for the scummy pinkette were too heavy.

No matter how smart or well-educated they were, if they couldn’t provide information, it was useless.

‘Indeed, I wasn’t mistaken! Sir Hero, you are our comrade!’

Seeing that Luke had no intention of arresting him or giving him a good beating, Thomas immediately listed Luke as a like-minded companion.

As for how Luke knew about him just now, he couldn’t be bothered to think about it; he was simply very impressive.

The fact that such a powerful person was joining their ranks made him happy.

Because of Thomas’s way of thinking, Luke was quickly led to the organization’s meeting place, a common residential house in the Royal Capital.

There was no soundproofing magic inside, and no winding paths during the journey… so much so that Luke began to wonder if they were the same group who had tested him earlier.

‘Sir Hero, you wouldn’t know, but having no disguise and no defenses here is actually the best defense, because no one would expect us to be discussing the Saintess’s flaws here. But actively seeking out people dissatisfied with the Saintess is different; one must be cautious.’

After thinking about Charlie and Iris’s behavior, Luke had to admit that others certainly wouldn’t expect anyone in the country to dislike that scummy pinkette. Even if there were, they would immediately start proselytizing until they were willing to convert to the ‘Elia-men’.

Entering the master bedroom, which had been converted into a meeting room, Luke saw four men and one woman.

Through mind-reading, he learned that these were all the members of the organization.

‘This is Sir Luke, the Hero. From today onwards, he will be our most loyal comrade, joining us to uncover the true face of that wicked Saintess!’ Thomas proudly announced to the five.

‘Wonderful! Sir Hero is here, the kingdom is finally saved!’

‘Evil will never triumph over justice!’

The five were incredibly excited; some were even moved to tears.

Although he had an urge to turn and leave, since he was already there, and even though the organization’s level was shockingly low, Luke ultimately decided to first see what information they had.

Thomas and the others were also keen to win over Luke, a Hero who could get close to the Saintess and was powerful himself. They were very active, and their words contained very few concealments.

So, after the five briefly introduced themselves, Luke directly asked:

‘I want to know, why are you dissatisfied with Her Highness Elia? Or rather, what events led you to suspect her?’

The six, upon hearing this, eagerly and quickly voiced their thoughts:

‘Her perfection seems too fake!’

‘Her green tea b*tch behavior won’t fool my discerning eye, as a fellow woman!’

‘Compared to any Saintess, Princess Moonlight is certainly more worthy of respect!’

Everything else was fine and didn’t greatly surprise Luke, but the name mentioned by the vulgar胖子 (fat man) Tu Yi, who was dressed in a black robe, piqued Luke’s interest.

‘Who is Princess Moonlight? Another Saintess, or a princess?’

‘Neither, just a notorious female thief.’ A freelance writer named Bibis rolled his eyes disdainfully.

‘Don’t use such insulting terms for my Princess!’ Tu Yi, the fat man, roared in anger.

‘Alright, stop arguing, let’s get down to business.’ After Thomas mediated between the two, he looked at one of the men in the room. ‘Garlton, you first.’

Garlton, who had five years of unemployment experience, quickly stood up.

He hung two tenfold-enlarged close-up photos of Elia on the whiteboard in the meeting room, then turned to face everyone with confidence:

‘This is why I am dissatisfied with the Saintess.’

A moment of silence.

Seeing Luke’s poker face, Thomas quickly urged: ‘Explain, explain! Who would understand what you’re saying like that?’

‘You can’t even tell?’

Garlton was somewhat disappointed. ‘The one on the left is the Saintess normally, and the one on the right is the Saintess returning from eliminating monsters outside the city.’

‘So?’ Bibis couldn’t help but ask, ‘What’s different?’

Although the backgrounds were different, the camera angles of both photos and Elia’s expression were identical.

Let alone Bibis, none of the five, including Luke, could see any inconsistency, nor did they understand what Garlton wanted to convey.

However, this “not knowing” was what made Luke most speechless—these six had simply gathered because they disliked the Saintess. If Luke hadn’t asked today, they wouldn’t even know why each other disliked the Saintess.

Of course, if the standard of evaluation was ‘ridiculousness’, then Luke would definitely cast his vote for Garlton—

‘Watch closely…’

Seeing their confusion, Garlton took out a ruler he carried with him and measured both photos, then showed the difference to everyone.

Everyone’s expressions became strange.

‘Do you see? In the photo on the right, the Saintess’s head is raised a full 0.1 centimeters! This abnormal behavior indicates that she is feeling smug about having eliminated the demon beast and accomplished a great feat!’

The more Garlton spoke, the more indignant he became.

‘Someone who doesn’t know how to not be arrogant in victory, who doesn’t understand humility and caution, and who is easily carried away by triumph, absolutely cannot be a flawless being!’