An ordinary profession creates the world's strongest

"Hey, Mei, how can you make your breasts that big?"

"Hey! Where do you usually live? What's that condition? What are you going to do after you capture the pirates? Hey, Mei'ermei, answer me."

Mei'er thought to herself: This girl is so annoying. When the crew members saw the captain, who always remained as still as a mountain, their facial muscles twitched, and they all looked at each other as if they had seen something rare and precious.

Soon, the Melkine approached the coast in the blink of an eye.

Mel used magic to create a thick fog, and then the side of the Melkine's hull suddenly opened, and bundles of wood tied with ropes were seen floating on the sea.

Mei took off her coat and tricorn hat and jumped into the sea with graceful movements.

Then he used his regeneration magic to transform the bundles of wood into boats.

It seems that in order to facilitate storage on the boat, she has adopted the method of dismantling the boat and then restoring it with regeneration magic when needed.

Qiyala and others were carried out and carefully placed on several small boats floating on the sea.

At the same time, Meier created water, not seawater, but clear water of high transparency. Meier let the water fall on those people like a shower of rain, and through that shower of rain, she sprinkled the magic power of the morning glow on them.

She had sprinkled this kind of water on Meredith before. It seemed that the water was used to spread the power of regeneration to a wider area.

The seriously injured seemed to have received treatment beforehand, and the injuries of others, such as the wounds that Chiara suffered from being beaten, also healed quickly.

Qiara and the others gradually woke up from their slumber due to the power of regeneration. Mei'er covered them with thicker mist, asked if they were safe, and then controlled the water flow to send them towards the port.

Chiara and the others will probably become the source of information about the new "Healing Saint".

"Well, although I really want to be by Xiao Qi's side when she wakes up..."

"Well, you're welcome then, it's okay to just go back."

Mel rode the current back to the deck, and with her eyes she urged Meredith to go back.

"That won't do, Mei'er Mei'er. Xiao Mi absolutely needs to have a good talk with Mei'er Mei'er again!"

"Since when did I become known as Mei'er Mei'er? I'm actually older than you, huh?"

"Then I'll call you Sister Mei!"

Meredith thought that whether she complained or rejected him, she would have some reaction. But after seeing Mei'er, Meredith was shocked.

Because Mei'er opened her eyes wide for some reason and didn't move at all.

"Eh? Mei'er? Can't you just call me Sister Mei'er?"

Seeing Mei'er's unexpected reaction, it was Mireddy who was shaken.

Mei'er suddenly came back to her senses, shook her head, and a wry smile appeared on her face.

"It's okay... But rather than calling you that, Mei-nee would be happy if you could leave now."

"I will never agree to that!"

Mireidi made a big cross with both hands, strongly expressing her disapproval.

Mei'er sighed, but then immediately put away her previous leisurely atmosphere and said with a serious expression:

"No matter how many times you invite me, no matter what you have to hide, the Melkine Pirates and I will not join your organization. We have our own way of survival and purpose."

Meredith also looked at her with clear eyes and said seriously:

"Well, then I want you to tell me your way of life and purpose. I want to get to know you better. Our journey is not easy, and I cannot give up without knowing or conveying anything to you."

Oscar and Naz stood quietly behind Meredith, both of them looking at Mel with sincere eyes.

"Saintess of the West Sea, Melkine Pirates, allow me to reintroduce myself—"

Meredith placed her hand on her chest, her eyes burning as she announced her name with a firm tone that could have blown away the thick fog.

"I am the Liberator, Meredith Lessen, who rebelled against God's will."

She was very determined.

Meredith knew that she would change the lives of Mel and the others.

Knowing that you are asking them to put themselves in danger.

The girl understood everything, but still deeply longed to fight the world.

"To change this twisted world where even children can't laugh, I sincerely hope you will join me in this endeavor."

None of the pirates spoke.

change the world.

It's easy to say, but people who cannot survive on the mainland and are on the other side of this horizontal line know very well how heavy a burden this is.

The girl in front of him was neither joking nor talking nonsense; she was truly fighting against the world.

The fragile girl looked so huge that the strong pirates gasped.

At this moment, Meredith's expression suddenly softened.

"So please let me spend some more time with you."

Her words were so sincere and she opened her heart without reservation.

Seeing her defenseless appearance, Mei'er showed an embarrassed expression again.

The person most surprised by Mei'er's reaction was Mei'er herself. If it were her true self, she would have either refused outright or tried to get away with it.

Although part of the reason is that she is physically unable to escape...

Mei's mind flashed back to the image of Meredith, battered and bruised, as she used regeneration magic to recreate past injuries. As someone capable of wielding Age of Gods magic, what kind of opponent could she have fought to sustain such severe injuries?

and……

"Hey, Mei'er, why not? They have three users of Age of Gods magic anyway, so we can't escape. Luckily, they look like good people, which is a blessing in disguise. Besides, if we don't move, Andika will find us, right?"

Hearing Chris's advice with a wry smile, Mei hesitated for a moment and said "Hmm~", seeming to be troubled.

But that was just a pretense. In fact, Mei'er had already reached a conclusion in her mind.

"Alas, there's really nothing I can do. Okay, I'll take you with me, but no matter what you learn, don't tell anyone. If you dare to tell on me—"

"Yay! Thank you, Mei-nee! That's great, Oh! Nai-chan! We can make friends with the pirates!"

Mel wanted to warn them that she would never let them go if they dared to tell on the traitors, but Meredith was already jumping up and down with joy and was not listening to her at all.

Seeing how happy Miley was, the other members started laughing too. This atmosphere made Meier feel uncomfortable bringing it up again.

"...This is the first time I've been taken like this."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, our leader. Of course, I swear we won't tell anyone, though I can't prove it..."

"It's okay. I believe you. I think I have good judgment."

Mel smiled wryly and shrugged. Then she put on her coat and tricorn hat, took the rudder, and turned the ship. The Melkines began to glide across the night sea.

The ship was heading for the base of the Melkine pirate group.

On the deck, seeing that Miledi was already playing among the other members and had started to mingle with them early on, a certain scene emerged in Mei'er's mind.

It was a long time ago, before the pirate group was formed, when Mei impulsively sneaked into an underground room and saw herself clinging to the iron bars of the window.

On the other side of the iron railings, there was a young girl with the same hair color as her...

Mei'er will never forget those tearful eyes and the feeling of that little hand reaching out to her.

I will never forget the promise I made with that girl.

"... Mei'er-sister."

Mei'er chuckled softly.

She cleared the thick fog and increased the speed of the boat.

Mei'er turned the rudder and thought to herself: That child is a little too naughty for my sister.

Here is a solemn colonnade.

The two rows of pillars, perfectly aligned and arranged, create the illusion that the corridor stretches on forever. The carvings on the pillars, so thick that even three or four people can barely encircle them, are breathtaking; each one is a work of art.

Between the pillars, a man walked on a bright red carpet.

His white robes indicated he was a clergyman of high rank. However, his brows were furrowed, his expression solemn and silent, like a warrior training in martial arts.

The man finally reached the end of the colonnade.

"Ross Byrne has been summoned."

At the bottom of the pure white staircase above the tenth step, the man—Ross—knelt down respectfully to pay his respects.

The staircase seemed to be a kind of altar, with an azure throne adorned with dazzling gems on top.

On the wall behind the throne hung a massive ten-meter-long painting. The figure in the painting had an androgynous appearance, making it impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

No, that is not a human, He is the being worshipped by the church - the creator god Esid.

The painting is located at a high position overlooking the Alyre Throne from behind, proving that the throne's owner - the King of the [Elbard Divine Kingdom] and the highest position in the Holy Light Church, the "Pope", is actually just a spokesperson.

However, in the human world, the "spokesman of God" is no less important than the Son of Heaven.

"Laos, the Western Sea seems to be a little uneasy."

The current Pope, Lucil Shrein Elbad, spoke in a hoarse voice. Royce lowered his head in silence. No mortal had the right to speak before the Emperor, let alone ask questions.

All they can do is obey the imperial order and carry out the assigned task at the risk of their lives.

Pope Lucius was over ninety years old. His snow-white hair reached down to his knees, his beard flowed like a waterfall to his chest, and his willow-like eyebrows covered his chin, making it impossible to tell his expression.

However, his fingers like dry branches grasped the throne tightly, and through the gaps in his wavy hair, he looked at Ross with a pair of bright gray eyes.

"Anticar is a necessary evil, but also a useful system."

The hoarse voice strengthened its tone slightly.

"To hold dissent is rebellion against God and unforgivable heresy."

therefore--

"Destroy those rebels who threaten Antica and bring down divine punishment upon them."

"As commanded."

Royce bowed deeply, then stood up, offered a prayer, and turned to leave. These actions were already habitual, and the body moved automatically without thinking.

However, this time there seems to be another order.

"Ross."

Ross quickly knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, knowing that he had been disrespectful.

But Pope Luciro did not blame him. It seemed that the Pope only thought of it at the last minute.

“I haven’t received any report yet.”

"..."

"There is someone called a saint in Antica. She is a descendant, a child of God. She should receive teachings from the church and understand what faith is. That is the happiness and supreme joy of a child of God."

despite this--

"But I haven't received any reports. Has that man forgotten the grace the church entrusted to him to manage Andica?...Rouse, tell him if there's anything he should inform us of?"

"As commanded."

This time, Ross really stood up and left the throne room.

Mount Kinabalu, the world's highest peak, stands at 8,000 meters. A pure white palace, 600 meters high at its highest point, is carved into the rock face of Mount Kinabalu.

The interior uses elevators as a means of transportation, while the exterior is surrounded by multiple aerial corridors that resemble visual trap art, and people can also move through those corridors outside.

The beautiful palace is very spectacular. Whether you look up from the city below or gaze at it from afar, you can feel the vast divine power.

Royce advanced eastward from the Sky Corridor, his brow furrowed even more deeply than before. His attire, having changed from a robe to a solemn battle suit, gave him a very oppressive air.

The combat robes, which are mainly white, are equipped with hand armor, iron boots, leg armor and breastplate.

Rolls, who would be turning thirty-two this year, was born and raised in the Kingdom of God. More specifically, his family, with generations of Knights Templar of the Church, was a distinguished family among distinguished ones.

Therefore, from the moment he is born, he is destined to have only one thought and his values ​​are determined.

Unfortunately, however, he actually had doubts about those ideas and values.

——Soul magic.

It is one of the magics of the Age of Gods that surpasses inherent magic, a powerful force that can interfere with souls.