I find it very sacred to pick someone up and make them a saint.

After handing over all the work to Phil and Rachel, it was already dark.

Mien had already dispatched several Holy Chapter scholars to send the Imperial female agent back to the Academy for emergency treatment.

She was only seriously injured, convulsing and vomiting blood, and was unable to move, but her life was not in danger.

The soldiers and knights in the city had already begun to slowly evacuate long beforehand.

Mien and all the scholars returned to their camp in the south of the city, their tired faces revealing a satisfied joy.

Just as they were preparing to leave, Neuer suddenly rode up at breakneck speed.

Upon seeing Mien and Lucia, he dismounted and bowed.

"Is there something you need, Miss Countess?" Mien asked with a smile.

Lucia looked at her quietly, the disgust that had once been in her eyes gone.

Neuer pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment. He had a lot to say and a lot of confusion, but he didn't know how to say it.

A mixture of shame, gratitude, doubt, and admiration...

"Thank you for your help to Valgang City," the final knight simply said.

"You're welcome." Mien and Lucia sat on the flying carpet and told the scholars to prepare to leave.

Seeing this, Neuer became somewhat anxious and hurriedly said, "I will visit you at the Academy!"

"Welcome to the Academy of Scholars, Miss Knight." Mien and Lucia were already floating in mid-air, and Lucia smiled.

Seeing the eager crowd, he didn't waste any more words: "Let's go back to the Academy and get a good night's sleep."

All the scholars flew into the sky together, while those who did not know how to fly rode on Mien's flying machines, returning to the Academy under the cover of night.

The evening breeze caressed everyone's faces, spreading an even greater sense of triumph and joy, whether from rescuing the people or from the rewards Mien would bestow upon them.

Mien held the exhausted Lucia in his arms and flew between them on the flying star carpet.

Lucia looked down and saw tiny lights in the darkness, like stars above.

Nestled in Mien's warm arms, her head rested against his chest, and she gradually drifted off to sleep.

…………

The Academy of Scholars was quiet and sacred, even though it was past midnight. The flowing magical energy and holy light were like dancing silk, but there was not a sound.

Professor Yingli's management style is beyond question; no student dares to play loudly after lights out. Mien always suspects that she might also be from another time.

The group landed slowly, without disturbing anyone, and quietly dispersed to return to their lodgings.

Phyllis approached the two of them, stared intently at Mien, and then sighed.

"I'm going back, Your Excellency."

"Okay," Mien replied.

Phyllis patted Lucia's head, smiled gently revealing her fangs, and strode away.

The two watched Phyllis's retreating figure until the empty academy was left with only the two of them.

"Let me take you back to your dorm."

Lucia hid her face in the darkness: "Okay."

The two walked side by side through the Academy. Lucia's drowsy sleepiness hadn't dissipated, but had transformed into a sense of intoxication.

I walked along the path I had walked countless times, in silence.

We finally arrived at the girls' dormitory building.

"Let's go back."

Lucia did not respond; a sense of reluctance arose in her heart.

Perhaps it was because the two of them had survived a near-death experience together, and were finally able to enjoy absolute tranquility.

Perhaps because of the mutual protection they've experienced, Lucia is now willing to express her feelings.

"Go back quickly, take a shower, and get some rest."

Lucia just felt that the road was so short; she wanted to walk for a very long time.

Even under the lights downstairs, my heart fluttered, and I wanted to take Mien's hand and walk through every corner of the Academy, every grove of trees.

"And what about you, teacher?"

Mien thought of the female agent who had already been sent to the Holy Core.

"I still have some things to do."

"Ah." Lucia looked surprised, then said with concern and empathy:

"Teachers, don't work too hard."

"No, it won't happen." Mien shook her head. "Go to sleep first."

Lucia turned around and took a few steps, then turned back to look at Mien. The girl's eyes were filled with lingering emotions, always showing reluctance to part.

Mien simply smiled gently with her hands behind her back.

Lucia finally entered the dormitory building...

After sending Lucia back, Mien, who was all alone, stretched out a big yawn. The fatigue of the past few days had long been tormenting his body and mind.

However, as the chief, work always comes first.

He slowly walked into the core of the Holy Principles under the cover of night.

The magical staircase finally stopped at the top floor. Walking to the wall of another corridor, Mien waved his hand, opening a secret interrogation room.

The dim lighting cast a hazy, gray glow over the entire enclosed room.

The minimalist space makes one feel dizzy and disoriented.

At the very center is a large, round stone pillar, engraved with countless dense array patterns.

This is a magical artifact that exists only in the Academy of Scholars, specially developed by Hein for torture.

Those bound to it will be unable to use any magic, and apart from physical strength, they will be no different from ordinary people.

Mien walked slowly forward.

A woman was bound to the stone pillar with iron chains.

Her clothes were torn by the fierce attack, revealing patches of her snow-white skin; her waist and legs were no longer covered.

Mien specifically instructed that the wounds should not be completely healed, but rather kept in a normal state; the minor injuries were left untreated.

She opened her mouth slightly, her breath forming white mist in the air, and opened her weak eyes to look at Mien.

Her features were delicate and pretty, yet they possessed a heroic spirit like the stars, though now they were tainted by her injuries.

Mien walked leisurely to the bottom of her, pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the 'masterpiece of sculpture' in mid-air with great interest.

A stubborn killing intent surged in the woman's eyes.

"Gu, just kill me!"

Mien ignored her and after a long while said softly, "What's your name?"

The woman ignored her, gritted her teeth, and turned her head away.

"Not answering?" Mien couldn't help but laugh. "You think you can just refuse to answer just because you're here?"

The woman bit her lower lip, but her legs trembled.

"Why did you come from the Severn Empire?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, which Mien quickly caught.

My guess was right; she really was a female spy sent by the Empire.

Then he remembered that the old emperor had specifically entrusted her to him and had long ago sent people to keep an eye on her, so he probably already knew the details.

This only made Mien more curious.

"What is your relationship with the Life Cult?"

Sure enough, the other person's face twitched again.

Mien snorted coldly, with disdain: "Do you think I know nothing about you?"

"Then how did you get exposed so suddenly? I had people following you all along."

Sure enough, the female spy's face showed signs of wavering, and her determination to die for her cause diminished by even a fraction.

"Now answer my questions obediently, and I can make you feel a little better; otherwise, you will face unbearable pain."

After hesitating for a moment, the female agent suddenly made up her mind and said defiantly:

"Since you already know, why are you asking me?"

"Okay." Instead of getting angry at the provocation, Mi En showed a long-lost expectant smile, put down his crossed legs, and made a move.

The female agent was startled by Mien's expression and reaction, and a hint of regret crept in.

Mien's communication ring flashed with magic, then quietly looked up at her with a serene expression.

She had no idea what was to come, and every minute was torture.

There were a few knocks outside. Mien waved his hand, and the door opened.

Under the woman's astonished gaze, Scholar Hein walked in carrying several instruments.

Hein, who was already like a ghost, now had the resentment of being woken up in the middle of the night on his face, and his cold gaze swept over the woman, making him particularly creepy.

After Hein floated in, he placed four large instruments on the table.

"I'm leaving."

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

"It's not that perverted." Hein slammed the door shut.

The sound made the woman's body tremble.

"Pervert? ...What do you mean?"

She quickly went to activate the four magical instruments that Hein had brought.

Each item consists of a gold-plated stopwatch, a magic mirror, a notebook, and two identical chains joined together.

"What...what do you want to do?... " The woman's voice was already a little hoarse as she watched Mien fiddling with them with great interest.

After placing it, Mien glanced at the woman, frowned, and seemed dissatisfied.

"That won't do."

After saying that, he poured his magic into the magic-suppressing stone pillar, and bursts of electric-like energy exploded outwards.

The woman screamed in agony, "Ooh ooh ooh!"

Its slender limbs and body struggled.

Mien stopped when he saw this, and the woman was about to roll her eyes.

"What's your name?"

Mien's question was brief, seemingly giving her no time to hesitate, followed by another electric shock after a short silence.

"Oh my god!"

Seeing the woman whose body had completely collapsed, Mien stood up, picked up the first magic mirror, and walked over.

These four were also magical artifacts that Hein specially crafted for torture.

The effect of the first magic mirror: [Hypnosis] Greatly interferes with the enemy's willpower, turning them into a state of absolute obedience.

Taking advantage of the woman's moment of pain and confusion, Mien placed a mirror in front of her, in which black and white vortexes appeared.

The woman's expression also became dazed and flushed, her eyes glazed over.

"Ning Weiya..." she said vaguely.

Suddenly waking up, his eyes widened, unable to believe that he had been controlled for a moment.

"Go ahead and kill him if you dare!"

Another electric current shattered her brief lucidity. With a groan, Mien held a gold stopwatch in front of her and clicked it.

Effect: [Still]

Instantly, Ning Weiya and the electric light around her froze in space.

However, the pain she suffered continued, and the magic tore at her soul.

Beads of sweat had already slid down the still body.

Mien waited patiently for a while before pressing the stopwatch again.

"This is a good thing. It allows you to feel pain without damaging your body. It can save your life while bringing you endless suffering."

Ning Weiya gasped for breath, the pain she had just endured feeling like an endless hell, with no end in sight, no way to scream, and a chill that penetrated to her very core.

"I am from the Empire of Severn," she said, swallowing hard and filled with fear.

"What are you doing here?"

"Come...overthrow the regime of the Cassirer Empire."

"Rely on what?"

"By awakening dormant esoteric sects one by one, they caused immense chaos."

Mien quickly realized that the key information was "sleeping" one by one.

"Who gave you those orders?"

Ning Weiya's lips moved slightly, but ultimately remained tightly closed.

"I can't tell you that."

Without saying much, Mien took another notebook that was faintly imbued with magic.