Chapter 835: The Knight Conflict

"Mao Zedong? Cough! Cough! I understand now! By the way, are you really a Dragon Knight?”

David Croddor, momentarily choked by the mention of "Mao Zedong," suppressed his instinctive turn of the face, recalling the identity Lin Mo claimed.

A Dragon Knight?!

Was someone making a joke at his expense?

David, as a holy knight officially recognized by the church, had ancestral ties to the Knights Templar. Surely, this man wouldn’t call himself a Dragon Knight just because he came from the country of dragons (the Chinese do claim to be descendants of dragons).

Although David Croddor maintained a light smile, he secretly believed that this Chinese man’s preference was quite unique.

Before Lin Mo could speak, Yang Zhenwen eagerly jumped in, saying, “That’s right! He is definitely a Dragon Knight, a very powerful knight! While you ride a horse, he rides a dragon! Look, he even brought his knight’s spear with him. It’s so long!”

Yang Zhenwen’s words were somewhat deceiving; his blatant flattery for Lin Mo was obvious.

Having failed to achieve his goal earlier, he now took advantage of the situation to push Lin Mo into an awkward corner.

Unexpectedly, David was also a knight. Lin Mo merely smiled and didn’t counter Yang Zhenwen’s words, essentially accepting what Yang said.

This time, Lin Mo didn’t catch on to Yang Zhenwen’s little scheme because the latter inadvertently struck a chord of truth. There was nothing exaggerated about it at all.

Since it wasn’t a lie, why bother to refute it?

Still acting from the mindset of a Dragon Knight, Lin Mo couldn’t grasp how this genuine holy knight viewed things.

Yang Zhenwen volunteered to help carry Lin Mo’s luggage. Though the metal box was a bit heavy, the long spear, around four meters in length and wrapped securely, felt almost weightless in his hands. He easily picked it up.

“Oh? A knight’s spear!”

David Croddor showed surprise. Did he really come equipped with props?

He kept his gentlemanly smile while pretending to glance casually at Qi Fei, subtly shifting his gaze, although he skillfully hid it deep inside. However, his look towards Lin Mo bore a hint of contempt, no longer filled with warmth or admiration as before.

An unintentional feeling of disappointment hung in his heart. After two months of interactions, the company’s female boss was indeed a smart and capable beauty, but her boyfriend turned out to be so frivolous; he seemed unreliable—a flower wasted on a pile of dung.

Yang Zhenwen secretly observed this foreigner’s subtle expression changes, feeling a thrill of success at his observations. It looked like he had sparked something.

With his instigation, two tigers started to appear somewhat hostile; what delightful spectacle awaited as they clashed?

"Wait? A knight’s spear? Wood, are you planning to join some cosplay event? But I haven’t heard of any major competitions recently.”

As a seasoned cosplayer, Qi Fei didn’t realize what was going on in the mind of her suave church collaborator. She curiously inspected the tightly wrapped spear, itching to unwrap it and see what treasure lay inside.

This bastard Wood didn’t invite her to such an interesting event!

Oh no, wait! She had been too busy anyway. Wood was still a bastard!

“Cosplay? No, this isn’t a prop; this is a weapon—a real weapon.”

Lin Mo shook his head. In this world, there weren’t many weapons truly worthy of being called so by a Dragon Knight, especially in an era where traditional cold weapon combat had faded. Firearms, missiles, and nuclear bombs had monopolized warfare.

No matter how skilled you were in Kung Fu, you couldn’t stop artillery.

Even a Dragon Knight who mastered Battle Energy to perfection couldn’t withstand a cloud explosion.

Didn’t you see how the gold giant dragon had just shown up in this world and was almost taken down? That proved that relying too much on the information asymmetry between the two civilizations could lead to disaster.

Only by learning from this world’s civilization could one continuously improve and integrate into its culture, which was the best way to survive.

“What kind of weapon is that? It’s so long; I thought it was a flagpole!”

Qi Fei opened her eyes wide, shaking her head in disbelief. She didn’t understand why Lin Mo would carry such a troublesome item if he wasn’t participating in any cosplay event; surely shipping it would be much better.

David Croddor suddenly spoke up, “Could we take a look? I’m really curious. By the way, does this ‘weapon’ have a name?”

He examined the long pole, which was nearly twice the height of a person. Perhaps it really was some sort of knight’s spear, though it definitely couldn’t be made of real metal. It might be hollow plastic or carbon fiber.

Otherwise, how could someone so weak, whom he had just taught a lesson, lift such a thick and long weapon so easily?

“Yes! It’s called Longinus!”

As soon as Lin Mo said this, Qi Fei and David Croddor gasped in surprise, with David’s eyes wide open.

The Dragon Knight looked at the two skeptically. What was going on? Was it a well-known name? Or was there something wrong with this weapon?

Many people knew the story behind it, but only someone unfamiliar with the Bible, like the Dragon Knight, would think of it as just an ordinary name.

This guy really had the audacity to name his weapon so boldly! The holy knight smiled wryly and shook his head; his surprise quickly turned into a mix of disbelief and embarrassment.

Longinus, the Spear of Destiny—this was a very taboo term in the church.

Luckily, this person claimed to be an atheist believing in Mao Zedong.

If he were a believer, David feared he would have to teach him a lesson to uphold the honor of the divine.

However, a believer in Maoism was from a completely different world than David, a devout follower. He was bound by strict rules, while the other was free from all taboos.

With modern freedom of belief, the church had long moved past the era of extreme faith intolerance. The holy knight could only feel helpless.

“What a great name! Wood, you’re quite the creative one.”

Qi Fei was not shy about her opinions on Lin Mo’s item, as she also believed in Mao Zedong.

But that didn’t mean she couldn’t cooperate with the church; people could have different beliefs, but money was universal.

The Dragon Knight shrugged; it wasn’t a name he had created—it was simply called Longinus.

Qi Fei, along with Yang Zhenwen, swiftly unwrapped the packaging, revealing the true form of what Lin Mo called “Longinus.”

Hiss!

As Qi Fei fully opened the packaging, she suddenly heard a strange sound behind her, a gasp. She turned around in confusion and saw that the calm and collected David Croddor had completely lost his composure.

He seemed visibly shaken, pointing in disbelief at the long object that was now exposed. Gathering all his strength and courage, he stammered, “Longinus?!”

“Of course it’s Longinus! Mr. David, are you feeling unwell?”

Qi Fei rolled her eyes at the holy knight, who had unexpectedly dropped to a near-zero IQ level.

What was wrong with Mr. David? Why did his fair skin suddenly turn purple-red, almost black, as if he was about to pass out from constipation?

Wow! This foreigner’s reaction was so strange!

Yang Zhenwen, equally puzzled, looked at him and at the unusual spear they both held together. Besides the beautiful engravings on it, there seemed to be nothing particularly odd about it.

Could it be made of gold or gemstones? But the weight certainly didn’t suggest that.

“No, no, I’m fine.”

Holy knight David Croddor quickly waved his hand, not even looking at Qi Fei. Instead, he turned to Lin Mo and asked, “Mr. Morin, Dragon Knight, where did you get this Longinus spear? Please tell me!”

At this moment, he had forgotten whether the other truly was a knight. It was essential to flatter him, and to do it sincerely too.

As a high-ranking member of the church, David seemed to know something. He recognized the true authenticity of Longinus at a glance.

There were very few people in the world who could know and access this secret, let alone fake it or even have the chance to see it up close.

“Uh! Found it!”

Lin Mo continued to stick with his “found it” narrative to answer any questions.

This tactic was a super universal excuse that even China’s intelligence department could never dismantle.

The intelligence department, no matter how powerful, couldn’t compete with someone who repeatedly managed to flirt with the goddess of luck!

So far, the Dragon Knight had “found” many valuable items, such as weapons, engines, fighter jets, territories, women, gems, mysterious minerals, and special technologies—covering a wide range.

Even his superiors knew that Lin Mo had an impressive talent for “finding” things and had noted it heavily in his personal file.

If foreign military personnel saw this note, they would surely guard their treasures against being “found” by him.

“Found it?”

David Croddor’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, as he realized his brain had suddenly stopped working.

Did he think the Longinus spear was like some wild grass on the roadside that could be picked up casually? If it were that easy to “find,” humanity would have faced extinction long ago.

Lin Mo’s honest response elicited nothing but disdain from the holy knight.