Even if you're a corrupted magical girl, you still have to try to redeem yourself.

"Go ahead."

……

"Holy Maiden, it's dangerous ahead. You can't go any further." The nuns on the outer perimeter reached out and stopped the Holy Prayer who was moving forward, forcing her to halt her steps.

Saint Prayer had not been unaware of this situation; otherwise, they would not have taken action without telling him. Thus, he argued with the nuns.

“His Holiness the Bishop has given me permission to go. As a saintess, I should fight on the front line. In such a dangerous mission, the more people there are, the greater the chance of victory.”

"But... the captain said..."

The nun hesitated for a moment, trying to say something, but her words were like a fishbone stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make Saint Prayer hear her clearly for a long time.

Saint Prayer is patient, but patience depends on the situation. In this urgent situation, she doesn't want to waste a single moment.

"What did Kenchi say?"

The nun gritted her teeth and finally said, "The captain said that no magical girl is allowed to pass, and everyone has to stop them."

Saint Prayer retorted, "Are you going to stop me too?"

“The captain said to take special care of you,” another nun answered the saint’s question for her companion.

"Special treatment?" Shengqi asked rhetorically, his ominous premonition growing stronger.

On the way there, Seiki had already sensed that more than one magical girl's aura had disappeared midway.

While this doesn't signify the fall of magical girls, the thought of such a situation occurring on the battlefield is hardly optimistic.

In this situation, instead of helping, these nuns just stood there waiting, and even... tried to stop him?

“Yes, especially you, you absolutely cannot go through.” The nun nodded repeatedly.

After the nun said those words, Saint Prayer noticed that the nun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Especially since I don't allow myself to pass, so what does this mean?

When Saint Prayer heard these words, he was so angry that he almost laughed out loud.

Sure enough, even now everyone still sees themselves as an innocent young lady, wanting to protect themselves from real danger.

Perhaps it was because of the previous church failure that they had the idea of ​​further distancing themselves from danger?

It's one thing for others, but why didn't even Mashiro Urouge mention it to me? Even if she doesn't say anything, she's the only one who doesn't look at me with prejudice.

As Saint Prayer was pondering, another magical force vanished in front of him.

Idiot! Fool! Inflexible!

Since Saint Prayer couldn't get directly to the battlefield, he could only vent his anger on the nuns.

Although it can't be called venting her anger, she was genuinely very angry.

"You can feel it, can't you? The number of Holy Sisters fighting right now is decreasing. Why aren't you moving? Why are you standing guard here? Guarding ordinary people is one thing, but who are you organized by? It's me!"

The nuns all looked troubled, caught between the sword-wielding orders on one side and the Holy Maiden on the other, leaving them in a dilemma.

However, the nuns were all members of the Holy Church nuns and would be under the jurisdiction of the sword-wielder in the future. After weighing the pros and cons, they ultimately decided to obey the captain's orders.

“Your Holiness, this really won’t do. The captain specifically instructed us that no matter what happens, we cannot leave our posts without permission. We must obey this order unconditionally.”

"Obey orders... Fine, but once all the nuns are wiped out, whose orders will you obey? You need to be flexible. If I were to force my way through, you wouldn't be able to stop me!"

Saint Prayer wanted to lash out, but didn't want to confront the nuns with swords. He nodded repeatedly in anger, his mind filled with the grinding sound of his teeth clenching.

Just then, the fluctuations caused by the collision of magic in the distance completely stopped, but the aftershocks of the battle seemed to shake the sky every moment. An inexplicable sense of dread made everyone stop arguing.

Even the Holy Prayer, who wanted to rush over, was now sluggish and began to doubt whether he should still hurry over.

Is the battle over? Is it really over? Which side emerged victorious? And who is the enemy this time?

Countless questions lingered in the girls' minds. Not only Saint Prayer, but also the nuns on the periphery knew nothing about this operation.

They only knew one thing—this operation was absolutely a deployment of their elite forces.

After a few seconds of silence, there was still no news from the battlefield, and the nuns did not react.

Normally, by this time, Captain Kenchi should have already led everyone back in triumph.

But today, for some reason, it's unusually quiet.

One of the nuns looked at Saint Prayer with a puzzled expression, as if seeking his opinion.

Saint Prayer pondered for a moment.

Thinking about how these people tried to stop him before, and how they now want to rely on him when they can't make up their minds, is useless. Saint Prayer won't dwell on those things.

After a brief analysis, Shengqi immediately took over command of the scene, waved his arm, and flew off into the distance.

"go!"

The battlefield where the magical girls fought wasn't very far, but they still flew there for a short while.

The battlefield that is now in sight can only be described as a horrific scene.

The nuns lay sprawled on the ground, each one silent, as if they were asleep.

But girls familiar with magical girls know that this is not a sign of sleep, but a tragic state after being judged.

In short, the entire army was wiped out.

Last time, when they fought that corrupted magical girl with red highlights, the magical girls who participated in the battle suffered varying degrees of injury, but there were no losses, and the situation did not reach the point of being wiped out as it is now.

Moreover, the lineup that time wasn't nearly as impressive as it is now.

Saint Prayer recognized every face lying on the ground with perfect clarity.

Higuchi, Inoue, Tanoshiba, Hanabatake (vice-captain), and Kenmochi (captain).

Only one person was not lying there like the others. Instead, he leaned against the ruins, holding a dirty can of iced juice in his scarred hands, and forcefully shoved it into his mouth.

Saint Qi would not fail to recognize the long, blue-green hair, nor the row of iconic shark teeth. Even though the other party was in a terrible state, Saint Qi somehow felt a sense of relief.

The teammates were lying haphazardly on the ground, while the only remaining person was sitting there drinking a beverage taken from a broken vending machine. This bizarre scene made the nuns all gasp in shock.

"Gulp... gulp... gulp..." Genji Mashiro's throat bobbed as she gulped down the remaining drink, juice spilling from her lips and running down her slender neck.

"what……"

Genken Mashiro swallowed the last sip of her drink, crushed the can, and tossed it aside.

The aluminum can bounced and rattled a few times on the ruins before rolling into a corner full of rubble and stopping.

Genken Mashiro, supporting herself against the broken walls behind her, struggled to her feet and staggered toward the remaining nuns.

From Genki Mashiro, Seiki sensed danger for the first time.

Chapter 193 Adopted Daughter

It felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured into the back of my neck, soaking my clothes and making them sticky and wet against my back, drawing away my body heat and giving me a strange feeling of discomfort that I couldn't shake off.

That's how I feel right now.

To Seiki, Genjiro's gaze seemed unchanged, unfathomable as to what lay at the end of the vortex.

But today, something seems to have appeared in Mashiro Gorgen's pupils.

Meeting those eyes gave Sheng Qi a very bad feeling.

It was as if that person was both Urouge Mashiro and not Urouge Mashiro.

Seiki always wanted to understand Genki Mashiro better, to read his emotions, and to get closer to his heart.

But when she suddenly realized that she could see through Genki Mashiro's thoughts more clearly than before, Seiki felt no happiness at all.

She didn't want to understand what Mashiro Urouge meant in this matter at all. Right now, Mashiro Urouge only made her feel an inexplicable fear and a complete sense of unfamiliarity.

The nuns who arrived with Seiki jogged a few steps, passing Seiki and Mashiro who were standing still, and ran to the other magical girls. They worked together to help the others who had just fallen to the ground up.

The magical girls, whose souls were no longer with them, could only lean against their companions' backs, limp and lifeless like sacks, but their condition never affected the nuns' rescue efforts.

While some people are concerned about their fallen comrades, others will naturally be concerned about their seriously injured comrades.

Several nuns from the Holy Church quickly ran to Genki Mashiro's side, asking her about her condition and the situation of the entire battle.

"Xu Yan! Are you alright? What happened?"

"Was the mission a success or a failure? Where are the enemies? Why haven't we seen any of them?"

"Everyone, don't rush to ask questions. Xu Yan's condition was also not good. Let Xu Yan calm down first. Well, she's fine now. Our main force has arrived. Xu Yan, you should get some rest."

What are these nuns saying?

As Shengqi thought about it, that unease kept rising up his spine.

Don't they realize that the most dangerous person right now is Mashiro Goraku himself?!

Saint Prayer wanted to call out to the other nuns in the church, to point out the abnormality of Gen Urouge Mashiro, and even to deny that she thought Gen Urouge Mashiro was in great danger, but she couldn't do any of it.

It's not that she can't do it, but that she shouldn't do it.

Suspecting Mashiro Gorky is an extremely serious accusation, and should never be made unless one is absolutely certain.

The same logic applies to keeping other nuns away from Mashiro Urokin; this would express distrust of Mashiro Urokin and might provoke a reaction from her.

As for doubting her own thoughts, Shengqi didn't want to do that. She had her own judgment, and to doubt her judgment here would be to deny everything she had done in the past.

Saint Prayer vaguely understood why the bishop and the sword-wielding captain had kept it from her and prevented her from coming to this battlefield. Even though she couldn't figure out the details, she knew that these things were definitely related to Genki Mashiro.

Therefore, Seiki, caught in a dilemma, could only watch helplessly as Genki Mashiro raised her hand to her other companions.

That hand was like a guillotine on the guillotine; once it fell, it would unleash a bloodbath.

Thinking about this, even Seiki herself began to find it hard to believe. Why did she feel such a strong distrust of Urouge Mashiro just because she had only seen him?

However, the hand that Genki Mashiro raised did not fall on her other companions. Instead, she made a gesture for the others to pause. The other nuns immediately and unanimously chose to respect Genki Mashiro's intention and consciously stepped aside to make way for her.

But the end of that road is the Holy Prayer.

Genken Mashiro took her first step, staggering, her injuries making her walk incredibly slowly.

The white soles of Xu Yan's shoes crunched on the gravel, the sound particularly jarring amidst the unspoken silence of everyone present.

The girl who seemed so unfamiliar to him stopped in front of him, accompanied by a sound that perhaps only Shengqi himself found jarring.

"Your Holiness."

Gen Kenma bowed her head slightly to Seiki, just as she and the other nuns had done countless times.