Yes, Madam Prime Minister

"Now, what are the odds of us taking him down?" Ronan asked, his voice as gentle as a tickle in Dinia's ear.

Dinia shook her head to dispel those distracting thoughts. "Seventy percent."

“Let’s go,” Ronan said.

The red giant, clad in magical armor, could almost effortlessly block the flames emanating from the flaming sword and the lightning shooting from its eye sockets, provided it expended its magic power.

The magical armor did not hinder the Red Giant's agility; in the blink of an eye, after several fierce attacks, the Red Giant had already suppressed the Armored Giant.

"So that wasn't your full strength just now," Venaya laughed. He hadn't expected the armor to suddenly appear and make up for such a major weakness. After all, not wearing armor before a battle was something only a fool would do. "Unfortunately, that wasn't my full strength either."

He was only using his strongest form; he hadn't yet used the special abilities of his summoned spirits.

Before the words were even finished, the Armored Titan, who had been suppressed, attacked again, hitting the Red Titan with a single blow. The Red Titan swung his sword backhand, but the Armored Titan easily dodged it.

For several rounds in a row, the Armored Titan was hit every time, while the Red Titan could not hit the Armored Titan at all.

A smile emerged from the Armored Titan's body.

This is to be expected. His summoned spirits can interfere with people's memory and sense of time. Although the opponent has high magic resistance, it still has some effect. This effect, combined with another super-fast movement ability, is enough to make the opponent feel that he is constantly jumping through space, and time seems to be taken away. His attacks change suddenly and are completely unpredictable.

At this point, Ronan and Dinia were in a state of semi-shared perception.

In Ronan's eyes, Dinya's reactions were slow and her predictions were wrong time and time again. Was this still her?

“Give me your body,” Ronan shouted to Dinia.

Dinya got infected, but he didn't.

Dinya was unaware of the situation, but once again she chose to trust Ronan and handed her body over to him.

Now, Ronan is the one controlling the Red Giant. As soon as Ronan reaches out, the Red Giant reaches out in unison, and the shield flies back to its hand from the ground.

The battle resumes, this time with Ronan facing Vinaya.

After just a few rounds of attacks, Venaya noticed something was wrong. The red giant was no longer affected by his abilities, and his fighting style had changed from charging and attacking relentlessly to turtling and ambushing.

This time it was a change of spellcasters; Venaya cast the spell again, but to no avail.

How did he manage to do that? Even if he's replaced, how could he remain unaffected?

He was unaware that Ronan was no longer human, but a host. He and Dinia were one and yet not one. No matter how much Venaya's magic worked, it could only affect Dinia, not his consciousness.

"What's wrong? As a general, haven't you honed your martial arts skills?"

Ronan scoffed.

As long as there are no strange magical influences, Ronan has never been inferior to anyone in the realm of one-on-one combat.

While mocking her, Ronan also secretly thrust out his sword, piercing Venaya. Enraged, Venaya unleashed two bolts of lightning, which Ronan blocked with a roll and his shield.

"Damn, Dinia's body is so useful, this power is giving me an amazing thrill."

Ronan couldn't help but sigh.

With Dinia's body, her speed and agility were practically like she had a speed boost.

Vinaya began to think. Even when he wasn't strong enough, he was a renowned tactical mastermind.

However, he hadn't really thought about combat for a long time. He had undoubtedly suffered from the times. In his era, there were too few strong people and magic was not as diverse as it is now. So, since he reached the fifth rank, most of the time it was pure crushing, and he didn't need to consider tactics at all.

The consequence of not thinking for a long time is that when he wants to pick it up again, he suddenly finds that he can't think of a strategy to deal with it.

The battle was still ongoing. Ronan used the same old three methods: stab, dodge, block, never greedy for hits, never giving any chance, just whittling down the opponent's health until they died.

"Old man, you've disappointed me a bit."

Ronan continued with his conversational tactics.

He wanted to provoke the other party and create more opportunities for him to steal the knife.

Chapter 145 Escape Route, Unexpected Absurd Ending

The armored giant's armor was undamaged, but the seeping blood had stained most of it red.

After acquiring this body, Venaya unexpectedly learned elemental magic, but he has been here all this time, relying only on the remaining fragments of his memories of elemental magic, and is unable to study it in depth.

His elemental magic level was very low; otherwise, he would never have been unable to deal with Ronan's turtle-shell tactics.

For a moment, Venaya considered giving up when he had no way to win, but he dismissed the idea immediately. The red giant was no slower than the original body, and if he canceled the fusion state and returned to his original form, there would be no way he could escape.

There is only one solution left.

The Armored Titan launched an even more ferocious attack, forcing Ronan's Red Titan to constantly dodge and defend, with no chance to launch an attack.

Although he could only retreat, Ronan felt that victory was getting closer and closer, because if things continued like this, Venaia in the Armored Titan would run out of magic power before him and Dinia.

Having achieved the suppression, the Armored Titan suddenly retreated, and Ronan dared not pursue it immediately.

The Armored Titan took a step back, causing a section of the ground beneath its feet to collapse. The Armored Titan shot out like a sharp sword, as if a scene had been pulled out of the middle of the frame. One moment it was still in the same place, and the next it was already in front of the Red Titan.

With magic pushed to its limit, the four elemental magics flowed together, and the four forces were forcibly twisted into one, detonating an extreme magical bombardment right in front of the red giant.

There was no way to avoid it, and even the huge magical shield could not completely block it. The explosion came too fast and too violently, and the armor's own magical repair speed could not keep up with the speed of its breaking.

The thick flesh and blood on the Red Giant's body were scattered, revealing the red skeleton inside. The skeleton was cracked in many places, and a section of the spine was also broken open. The figures of Dignani and Ronan could already be seen. The skeleton, which had lost its flesh and blood, was like a brick house without brick walls, leaving only a wooden frame. It was too light to withstand the aftershocks of the shockwave and was directly blown away.

As the foundation for the direct detonation of power, the Armored Titan fared even worse, exploding and shattering into pieces that flew in all directions. The Vena inside was also blasted apart by the explosion and flew in the opposite direction from the Red Titan.

At this moment, Venaya's body was severely damaged. The explosion had consumed most of his magic power, and the last bit of magic power was used to ensure his flight trajectory.

But a smile played on his lips, for he was flying along his planned escape route.

Soon, he will fall into that cave, and then he will hide in the cube-shaped space labyrinth, where the two of them will have no chance of finding him.

He admitted that he had been careless, but it was only a temporary setback.

Once he recovers, he will make a comeback. This woman alone is no match for him, and this man can be dealt with with a wave of his hand. As long as they don't enter that combined state, he can easily take them both down. He doesn't believe that the two of them can maintain that combined state day and night.

In the end, I am the winner.

Just as those words flashed through Vinaya's mind, with a soft "whoosh," the tip of a sword imbued with red magic pierced through his brow, shattering his skull and destroying his core.

His body was modeled after the gardener Tyr, and so were his vital organs.

Venaya never imagined that Ronan had the ability to use long-range flying swords.

The flying sword carried Venaya's corpse far through the air, all the way to the distant horizon.

The body fell from the sky, breaking several tree branches before landing headfirst on piles of cow dung, startling a few dung beetles who quickly ran away.

A legendary figure, Osiris Venaya, the regent of the old empire, commander of the expeditionary force, and the first seventh-tier mage in history, was born in 1586 and died in 1583. He died in a pile of cow dung, and his last act was successfully scaring away a few dung beetles.

On the other side, Ronan put one of Dinia's hands on her shoulder and helped her walk over.

After a fierce battle, Dinia was in a state of complete exhaustion of magic for the first time in her life. The Red Giant's injury was equivalent to her injury. Although her body was constantly regenerating and reconstructing, the accumulated injuries were too severe, to the point that Dinia was having difficulty moving and could only be supported by Ronan to move forward with difficulty.

Ronan, on the contrary, was in very good condition. He was not injured much from beginning to end, and even improved his rank. Even in the last move, he mostly used Dinia's magic.

After a while, Ronan and Dinia arrived at Venaya's body.

At this moment, Venaya's body had begun to dissolve, and even her head was reduced to half, just an empty shell, just like the gardener Tyr had been before.

"You tell me, was it just good luck that we beat him?" Dinia asked Ronan, looking down at the corpse.

Ronan disagreed. “You can’t say that. It’s an inevitability built up from a series of coincidences. You were strong enough on your own. Not long after we arrived here, we entered that obelisk, and then I went to that island. Because of these things, I was able to turn my fate around again after we merged, and work with you to deal with this old relic.”

"Without a doubt, our past shapes our future."

"To be honest, if this legendary figure hadn't been thinking of making a comeback at the last moment, but had simply run away, he probably would have already escaped. In that situation, I simply couldn't pinpoint his flight path," Ronan said. "I can only say that I made the right bet."

"Didn't you say he would definitely fly to that location?" Dinia asked.

"I used a confident tone so that you would listen to me and go all out. After all, once we throw that last punch, we've basically won. If I don't use that confident tone, what if you hesitate?" As soon as Ronan finished speaking, he let out a cry of pain, "Ouch!" and squatted down, clutching his groin.

Dinia had just kicked Ronan hard, saying, "This is the consequence of slandering your superior."

A few seconds later, Dinia became a little impatient. "Alright, stop pretending. You didn't use any force at all, and you even used magic to block it. If you don't get up, I'm really going to hit you."

Ronan slowly stood up. "Dear Mayor, please find another place next time."

Dinia turned her head away and ignored Ronan.

The two guarded Venaya's body until it completely dissolved before turning away. By then, Dinya was naked, her body covered by a layer of mushroom armor.

“How about I go back and get you some clothes? You won’t look good going back like this,” Ronan said.

Dinya snatched Ronan's coat and put it on. Ronan's coat was already a long trench coat, but it was even longer on Dinya, completely covering her thighs.

“That’s it,” Dinia said.

At that moment, only Ronan knew that she was wearing nothing underneath her long trench coat.

After walking for a while, Ronan saw a church in the distance. "Let's go borrow a horse to go back."

"A church with horses?" Dinia asked.

“Large churches are usually built in densely populated urban areas to attract more believers and hold events. These remote places are usually small churches. The priests of small churches sometimes have to go to the cathedral, and they need some kind of transportation. These days, there are hardly any priests who walk to the cathedral. It's good enough if they don't take a luxury carriage,” Ronan replied.

Chapter 146 Borrowing a Horse, High-Level, Hard-Hitting

Nowadays, priests are called ascetics if they eat bread without butter.

If the Holy Son were to truly be resurrected, he would probably lift the lid of his coffin and exclaim, "Damn it, how did the Church become like this?"

The church has lost its former power, but the living standards of the priests have not decreased but increased. It can only be said that collecting rent and lending money are indeed two good sickles for harvesting wheat. No wonder kings from all walks of life are vying to be filial sons, one after another, and in all sorts of ways.

You promote Protestantism, I establish another pope, he forcibly crowns me, and we both have a bright future.

After walking a few more steps, Ronan and Dinia finally reached a flat road. The previous road had been destroyed in the battle with the Red Titan and the Armored Titan, and was covered in mud.

When we were still a couple hundred meters from the church, four priests had already come to greet us.

The four young priests recognized Dinia at a glance, bowed their heads and bent their arms in greeting, "Hello, Madam Messenger."

Dinia was, after all, an apologist of the church, and although she had no real power, she held a very high nominal position.

As for Ronan, he merely nodded politely.

This is normal. There aren't many people in New Sea City who can recognize Ronan, let alone this place. Being able to nod to him is already a favor.

Just then, a priest with a long face, bald on both sides of his forehead, and a gentle appearance, walked up from behind. "Hello, Lord Ronan, you can call me Deacon Eric."

For the Seven Holy Churches of the Kingdom of Fas, the term "priest" broadly refers to anyone in the church, while in a narrower sense it specifically refers to someone who belongs to the church but has not yet officially assumed a position.

Deacons are essentially secretaries, handling miscellaneous church-related matters for clergy at various levels, especially those involving money.

In typical rural churches like these, there's usually only one or two pastors and a few priests; the pastor here isn't even qualified to have a deacon.

It seems that this Eric must be the Eric who failed to acquire the land.

“Hello, Eric, we’re a little thirsty,” Ronan said.

“Really? Please follow me.” Eric smiled and led the way.

Dinia followed, and Ronan and Eric chatted like long-lost friends.

On the way, Ronan learned his and Dinia's current location: the northern border area of ​​Wright City.

The four young priests were all puzzled. Did the two know each other? But if they did, why would Eric introduce himself?

Dinia was also confused about what Ronan was doing. Wasn't he here to borrow a horse? Why hadn't he mentioned the horse after all this time?

The group entered the church, and Eric asked Ronan to go with him to fetch water. The two then went their separate ways.

The Seven Saints Church has a tradition of building its chapels based on water sources. It is said that more than a thousand years ago, the Seven Saints Church, which was driven out of the big city, built its foundation by digging wells and building canals to mediate water disputes among villagers, thereby building credibility.

However, some records say that the villagers felt divine grace and therefore voluntarily obeyed the priests' arrangements, which makes one somewhat doubtful.

Ronan and Eric walked in silence to a square well.

"That one just now?" Eric suddenly asked.

“The red giant wielding a sword and shield is a combination of me and her,” Ronan replied.

To others, even if there were no obstructions along the way, a giant over twenty meters tall would only be a point in the distance, even if they were a thousand meters apart. But Eric was a second-tier mage, and both of them were releasing enormous amounts of magic every second, so he was able to capture some things and form a blurry image. When Ronan said that, he understood, or at least he thought he understood.

"These two are stronger than ever before," Eric murmured. As for who his opponents were, that was no longer a concern for him.

“There’s nothing much to say about that,” Ronan said, waving his hand. “Let’s get down to business.”

Although the battle just now was definitely not something like "Kobe and I combined for 81 points," Ronan, a person who is humble by nature, would not be complacent about such a small amount of work.

"The main topic?" Eric's eyes lit up.

“It would be perfectly feasible to build another school around the location of Fort Wright,” Ronan said.

Ronan was so blunt, so Eric didn't mince words either: "No money." Buying land and building houses costs too much.