Chapter 2: Reversal, The Ultimate Trash-Talking King

The moment those words came out, the entire Vienna Hall fell into dead silence.

A giant question mark seemed to pop up over everyone’s heads: Huh?

Saul was so startled that his heart nearly skipped a beat.

He almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.

Laura was the first to react, screaming furiously, “Luo Lin! Just because you can’t have me doesn’t mean you can slander us! Since when did we become traitors?!”

Luo Lin sneered.

The “labeling and framing” skill he had honed through years of online competitive gaming instantly activated.

“Weren’t you just beating and insulting nobles from the Holy Church State at the princess’s banquet?”

“So what if we did? What’s wrong with insulting trash like you?” Saul forced himself to stay calm.

“Oh, so you admit it, huh!”

Luo Lin pressed forward aggressively.

“You assaulted the son of a grand duke on the territory of the Holy Church State. Doesn’t that mean you have no respect for the Pope?”

“If you despise the Pope, doesn’t that mean you despise the laws and divine authority of the entire Holy Church State?”

“And if you ignore the laws and divine authority, doesn’t that mean you’re planning rebellion and treason?!”

The absurd chain of twisted logic left all the nobles completely dumbfounded.

Normally, nobody would believe such ridiculous accusations.

But the one saying it was Luo Lin, the number one simp infamous throughout the imperial capital.

Thinking back to his previous obsessive devotion toward Laura, if he hadn’t truly discovered some enormous crime, how could this ultimate simp suddenly bite his own master?

Laura trembled with rage.

“Y-you… did this simp dog suddenly change genders?! Don’t think that pulling this stupid hard-to-get act and slandering us will make me notice you! There’s no way I’d ever like useless trash like you!”

Luo Lin ignored her completely.

He turned around and grabbed Alice’s sleeve with teary eyes.

“Oh my, Alice, look at them! Not only are they trying to commit treason, they’re even threatening me! Bullying a patriotic young man with no magic power! You have to uphold justice for me!”

Inside, Luo Lin was calm as an old dog.

When things get awkward, never answer the other party’s questions directly.

That only traps you into trying to prove yourself.

At times like this, you had to seize the initiative and muddy the waters first!

As intelligent as Alice was, how could she possibly fail to notice the nonsense and sophistry pouring from Luo Lin’s mouth?

But she had always been extremely protective of her own people.

And not long ago, she had indeed received intelligence about cultists infiltrating the area.

Since Luo Lin was finally willing to crawl out of that green tea woman’s swamp, she naturally decided to play along with him.

Alice let out a cold snort and lightly waved her pale hand.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The heavily armored Royal Knights instantly lined up inside the hall.

The Royal Knights!

Every single one of them was a terrifying Transcendent-level powerhouse!

“Seize him. Search his body.”

Alice’s tone was icy cold.

Saul completely panicked this time.

Cold sweat instantly poured down his face.

“Your Highness! You cannot believe his one-sided accusations! He’s just making trouble out of nothing!”

However, the Royal Knights had served the Akshia family for generations.

They gave Saul no chance to argue and immediately walked toward him.

The surrounding nobles exchanged uneasy looks.

“T-This… could Young Master Saul really have a problem?”

Laura stomped her foot furiously.

“Enough, Luo Lin! I know you’re jealous of Young Master Saul’s talent, but disgusting false accusations like this only make you even more revolting!”

“Yeah yeah yeah.”

Luo Lin crossed his arms and revealed an extremely punchable grin.

“You’re panicking. You’re panicking. You’re panicking.”

The knights had no interest in wasting words with them.

Their loyalty to the Akshia family was absolute.

Two knights instantly stepped forward and tightly restrained Saul from both sides.

“Let go of me! This is an insult to the nobility!”

Saul struggled violently.

His intense resistance tore apart half of his robe.

Rip—!

The moment the silk fabric split open, the right side of Saul’s shoulder was exposed to the air.

There, imprinted on his skin, was a pitch-black fang tattoo radiating a nauseating aura of brutality.

The entire hall gasped in shock.

That was the Apostle Mark of Samor, the Demon God of Wrath among the Seven Deadly Sins!

“Holy sh*t?!”

Luo Lin’s eyes widened.

A national curse instantly slipped out of his mouth.

“No way, bro… you’re actually serious?!”

He had only casually thrown out accusations to escape the awkward situation.

How the hell had he actually guessed correctly by sheer luck?!

The hall instantly descended into extreme panic.

On the Serah Continent, every nation allowed freedom of belief.

Worshipping the God of War or the God of Order was completely fine.

But the “Seven Demon Gods of Deadly Sins” from the Outer Chaos were an absolute taboo!

Cultists committed every evil imaginable.

They were like rats crossing the street, hated and hunted by everyone!

“Luo Lin—! I’ll kill you!”

With his identity completely exposed, Saul let out an inhuman roar of rage.

His eyes instantly turned blood-red.

His right hand transformed into a gigantic black claw.

Carrying terrifying force that tore through the air, he actually broke past the knights restraining him and lunged recklessly toward Luo Lin’s face!

Too fast!

That black claw, overflowing with terrifying magical power, rapidly enlarged within Luo Lin’s pupils.

As someone with absolutely no magic power, Luo Lin didn’t even have time to think about dodging.

‘It’s over… I just transmigrated on my first day, and now I’m really about to die…’