The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

One by one, the men in black lunged at Kiana again, their short blades gleaming with a dark green light, looking utterly malevolent.

Seeing this, Kiana smiled slightly. She wasn't in a hurry to get rid of these men in black. In any case, they couldn't defeat her in one move. She just needed to slowly exhaust their magic power, and then it would be their time to die.

With a horizontal slash, Kiana struck the man down. Then, with a flick of her wrist, bolts of lightning crackled from the sword, engulfing the black-clad figures before turning them to ashes.

One by one, group after group, the men in black fell down, falling down until, without any surprise, they were turned into charred remains.

In less than half a minute, most of the men in black in the bedroom were killed or wounded. The remaining dozen or so, seeing that the situation was hopeless, still intended to put up a fight.

"This is absolutely insane!"

Looking at these crazed enemies before her, Kiana felt somewhat exhausted.

But a strange thing happened: those enemies who were putting up a stubborn resistance suddenly began to tremble and convulse violently before raising their swords.

Then, they did something that surprised Kiana.

They... ran away?

"Huh? They actually knew to run away?"

Kiana's expression darkened as she watched the numerous men in black fleeing in a panic through the windows.

"Emilia, wait here for a moment. I'll be right back!"

After Kiana finished speaking, her figure suddenly disappeared at the doorway.

"These guys are really courting death!"

Emilia sighed.

She had just seen clearly how powerful the sword in Kiana's hand was; a single bolt of lightning was enough to kill an ordinary person instantly, and there could even be one, two, or three bolts. This level of power was definitely not something an ordinary person could withstand.

"I hope everything will be alright, Kiana..."

However, watching the guardian leap out of the room, Emilia felt genuinely worried for her and began to pray for her...

If Miracles Have Color (re0): Chapter Twenty-Five: The Mad Opponent, the Archbishop of Sloth

Because the men in black invaded at night, almost no one was out in the city at this time, and the empty streets were deserted.

This situation was disrupted by the appearance of Kiana.

Wielding a giant sword, she moved through the streets at an incredible speed. If it weren't for the fear that flying too fast would alert the entire city, these guys in front of her might have already been wiped out.

However, due to the unavoidable need for concealment, Kiana had no choice but to carefully capture them one by one in order to pursue these fleeing thieves.

Fortunately, these guys seem to have panicked by now. When faced with pursuit, they can't even protect themselves in the most basic way.

All they could do was run away, with no intention of fighting again.

This situation has two advantages for Kiana.

Firstly, there's no need to figure out how to avoid causing a major disturbance before taking action to subdue the enemy.

Secondly, it can prevent these guys from gathering together and ending up in a lose-lose situation.

However, despite the two major advantages mentioned above, there is still a disadvantage that leaves Kiana speechless.

"They're so hard to catch, just like mice!"

After a chase and a battle, seven or eight of the men in black were caught, while the rest fled in panic to distant places.

Kiana, of course, couldn't let these guys slip away, so she gave chase and eventually followed the trail of these men in black to a forest in the wild.

At this moment, a dark atmosphere permeated the woods.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

After a loud bang, a group of men in black poured out.

Their faces were covered with hideous and terrifying masks, and their blood-red eyes were filled with endless killing intent.

"who are you?"

The leader of the men in black roared, his voice extremely powerful, fully demonstrating that this guy was not someone to be trifled with.

However, Kiana ignored them and slowly approached with her sword. Her steps were firm and rhythmic, as if she were dancing. Each step left a trail of footprints. Her speed was astonishing. An ordinary person would probably not be able to keep up, but Kiana could do it with ease.

She didn't stop, continuing to charge forward step by step. This scene shocked the men in black. They didn't know what was happening, but they knew that this woman was dangerous.

A group of men in black raised their weapons, aiming them at Kiana, looking as if they were about to pounce on her and tear her to pieces at any moment.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

However, as soon as these men in black raised their weapons, they began guerrilla warfare with the agility of monkeys.

This group of creatures is like a feline. Having lived in this forest for so long, they have already honed their skills. Even when they encounter wolves, they are not afraid and even have the courage to fight them.

However, they forgot that this woman was no ordinary wolf, and that she also possessed extraordinary fighting power.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Puff puff puff!"

"Boom boom boom!"

......

A series of muffled thuds and explosions followed as the men in black fell to the ground, their blood splattering everywhere in a gruesome sight.

However, the blood did not fall on Kiana. Instead, it was evaporated by the energy fluctuations emanating from Kiana. It was like bubbles, floating in the air and then disappearing without a trace.

However, in a dark corner, someone was quietly watching all of this.

"Ok?"

Sensing that someone was watching her, Kiana slowly turned her head and looked at the strange man who was quietly standing in the distance.

The man had short, neatly cut dark green hair, wore a small cap, and was thin with eerily emotionless eyes. He was incredibly flexible, but his head was tilted as if it were broken, and his strange, hunched posture made one wonder if there was something wrong with his head.

"who are you?"

Kiana's expression gradually turned serious upon seeing the strange man.

With just a quick glance, she realized that this guy was no ordinary person.

At the very least, this audacity of completely disregarding his own actions is enough to prove...

He is no ordinary person.

“Oh, I’m really sorry,” the strange man said, tilting his head and seemingly unconcerned about Kiana’s gaze. “My name is Juss, and I am currently the Archbishop of Sloth of the Witch Cult. To be honest, most of the Witch Cult’s evil deeds were committed by my group.”

"What?"

Kiana was completely bewildered as soon as the self-proclaimed Servant of Sloth, who called himself Jus, opened his mouth.

this...

Should we say he was being honest, or was he deliberately picking a fight?

"Uh, there seem to be quite a few things to complain about. Let's start by asking why you were so frank about this right from the beginning?"

"My name is Jus! You can call me Lord Jus. My title and name also represent my duty, which is to resurrect the Witch of Envy. To achieve this goal, I absolutely cannot be lazy! For this reason, I need to test whether Emilia has the qualifications to become the vessel for the resurrection of the Witch of Envy."

Juss's voice was shrill and manic, as if everything he did was perfectly justified to him.

"hehe..."

Kiana smiled.

This person's answer perfectly embodies the meaning of the word 'crazy'.

Whatever the reason, the fact that he dared to admit his crimes is enough.

"Miss over here, who slaughtered all my men. May I ask your name?"

Sloth stroked his chin, tilted his head, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with madness.

Kiana.

"Oh, Miss Kiana. It's a pleasure to meet you... Well then!"

Laziness swung his fist, then suddenly clutched his head.

"Diligence—!"

"Excuse me, how did you get in here?"

Before this strange guy could even have a seizure, Kiana waved her hand and asked.

Distracted by her words, the lazy priest pondered for a moment.

"Right, how did I get here? Ah, why can't I remember? Ah! To forget something so crucial, it's really—laziness!!!"

After saying that, Laziness scratched his head and face vigorously, even scratching his skin with his fingernails without uttering a sound of pain.

Its level of madness is truly terrifying...

Kiana stared at the guy for a long time before finally raising her sword silently.

Um...

Clearly, this is a madman.

They're the kind of people you can't communicate with normally.

"...If you've come to harm Emilia, then I'm sorry. As her guardian knight, I will not let you succeed!"

"what?"

Upon hearing Kiana's words, Sloth suddenly stopped, his face filled with surprise.

"You mean you're that little girl's knight?"

"Yes."

"Diligent..." Sloth mumbled a few words, then suddenly clutched his head, "So diligent!!!"

If Miracles Have Color (re0): Chapter Twenty-Six: The Dying Comeback of Insomnia, The Invisible Hand

The sudden shout startled Kiana.

She never expected that this strange and eccentric Sergeant would suddenly roar, and the content of his roar... could be said to have no logic whatsoever.