After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

A storm of energy and matter converged in mid-air, and thousands of blades swirled as they were struck down by the spears of light. Another fierce rain of arrows swept in from the void, turning to dust as Janet chanted merciless words.

As the smoke cleared, Jenny quietly stepped down from the carriage and drew the short sword from her waist.

"You are truly talented, child."

Diana's fingers gently brushed across the halo behind the soldier's head. The soldier, who was supposed to protect Jenny, was riddled with blades, his corpse, intended for display, nailed to the spot.

As if admiring a masterpiece of art, Diana crushed the halo, her smile elegant and composed, yet with an inexplicable allure.

"Rediscover your piety, nun, and God will surely forgive your sins."

"When the powerful and wealthy have selfish desires, they give rise to oppression; when the gods have selfish desires, they fall into demonic ways."

As Jenny spoke each word, she recognized the person who had come—the great sage who hid behind the scenes and enjoyed manipulating the fates of others.

He was someone that both the Duke and Mr. Medivh were extremely wary of.

It can be said that the archbishops who hold power in the Papacy are only outwardly pious, while the great sages are the true apostles who faithfully serve the goddess and fulfill the will of God.

Diana shook her head, unconcerned. "As the children of a goddess, it is our duty to fulfill all her requests and solve her troubles."

“I am not ignorant, Great Sage,” Janet said, lifting her chin slightly to interrupt Diana’s self-indulgent sentimentality.

"The essence of living beings lies in the soul. Whether humans are creations or merely manufactured shells is unknown. Even without a goddess of life, dragons and giant pythons still exist in this world."

"And you, Great Sage, you know perfectly well that in the Goddess's eyes you are merely a tool. Why deceive yourself into believing that God will love you as she loves her child?"

If Oswald were present, he would definitely applaud Jenny for her argument and have Frank give her a thumbs up as well.

Diana's smile crumbled visibly, but Janice's words did not stop.

"Let me guess about your life. Given that the dragon slayer, the great mage, and the archbishop all rose from the bottom to the top, I'll assume for now that you were a lonely child in your youth."

"You are very smart, but also very aloof. You can almost memorize the knowledge in a book at a glance, and you are secretly proud of it. Living in the library is also a manifestation of your extreme arrogance."

"But you have no power. Yes, you have neither swordsmanship talent nor magic talent. You cannot even wield the sacred magic of the believers, even if you can memorize every single spell."

"You had no friends during your adolescence, but you comforted yourself by thinking you were different. Influenced by knowledge, you despised those decadent nobles and fantasized that a goddess had given you a noble heart despite your poor origins."

"Perhaps when you first entered the kingdom's power arena, you fell in love with a noblewoman. The nobles praised your talent, but the lavish banquets constantly emphasized your lowliness. You knew you couldn't wear the same dress all the time, but you had no choice."

"That extraordinary, young noblewoman always speaks to you kindly; she treats you as a true sage, and you can see purity in her eyes. Tell me, great sage, you love pure things, don't you?"

"So, you, the great sage who symbolizes wisdom, lured her into a trap. After she had an affair with you, you had already planned how to destroy her and bury the stain on your life."

"After a few years, you finally gained a foothold in the power arena, but you always think of her eyes in the darkness of sleepless nights."

"You start to get used to going to the Papacy, trying to get the goddess's comfort through prayer, and then you resent the goddess for not making you noble so that you could easily possess that lady."

"And the goddess needs someone like you. Yes, the other three chosen ones all have a sincere ideal. Even Archbishop John, whom you despise, the rat hiding in the shadows in your eyes, will work hard for the sake of humanity as a whole."

"But you only have yourself. However, the beautiful word 'pure' seems to be reserved for the best goddess. You believe she loves you, that you are her most beloved child, that for a long time she only focused on you, and that you firmly believe there is an unbreakable bond between yourself and your divine mother."

"Unfortunately, old age has knocked on the door of fate, but the goddess pays no heed; she cares nothing for your true desires. So tell me, Great Sage, you delight in this young, powerful, cursed body, don't you?"

"I suspect the goddess had other plans for Diana, but you refused, didn't you?"

A trembling, hoarse voice broke the silence of Jenny's barrage of questions.

"That's enough!"

Jenny smiled. She had kindly helped him recall his life, but it seemed the old man had no intention of appreciating it.

With his power unleashed, the rapidly spinning blades rained down in his rage, and the holy spear on his staff instantly retaliated.

Diana's eyes were cold. Although she was reluctant to admit it, among the clergy known to the Great Sage, no one at this age possessed power comparable to Janice.

She was an extremely unique nun; no one else was like her, constantly revising doctrines and even beliefs...

The power of war was constantly being unleashed, and Diana was determined to eliminate the highly threatening target in this battle.

The fierce ranged attacks between the two sides tore through space. The agile Diana threw one longsword after another into the void, and her slender fingers stretched towards the sky. Sensing something was wrong, Jenny looked solemn.

"No mercy..."

The words stopped abruptly, and the thin line of time stretched out endlessly until it almost came to a standstill.

The light gun and chanting froze at that moment, while the longswords that Diana had thrown had already formed an extremely dangerous formation around Janice's body.

The power of authority summoned an ominous eight-pointed star, and something in the sky seemed to be twisting wildly.

The cold light faded, but Diana didn't have time to mobilize more power, because in the distance, there was another Luna who could move through time, who was slaughtering the demon army at an extremely fast speed.

If Luna were to easily behead the demon general and princess, and then wipe out the demon expeditionary force, the future plan to use demons to fight against humans would also fail.

"A Clash of Broken Blades!"

The eight-pointed star shattered, and the night was split in two by a cold light that traversed the sea of ​​stars, which then ignited a brilliant yet chilling crimson fire.

As the night sky was set ablaze and time resumed its normal flow, Janet, realizing she was being targeted by some evil force, immediately locked onto Diana, who was in a strange state.

The holy staff shone, and two voices rang out one after the other.

"Purify the souls of those who have fallen from grace!"

"Like a fleeting spark!"