The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

A dangerous smile appeared on the heroic woman's face.

He has always believed that the best course for a warrior is actual combat, and the best place for actual combat is war.

"I know."

Manus himself went through the same thing. Before he grew up, he had experienced countless battles and was even on the verge of death several times, but in the end he overcame death with his tenacious will and got up to fight again.

The reason why he could become the high priest of the Church of Destruction was because he was undoubtedly the strongest among all the believers.

"But I am worried, about the prophecy."

As a warrior, Manus did not believe in prophecies, but as a priest of God, he believed in them very much.

"Oh, you've been worrying about that."

The heroic woman suddenly realized.

"This is indeed something to worry about, but it's just something to worry about."

The heroic woman looked as if she didn't care.

"Why?"

Manus frowned.

"The more you care about prophecy, the more you will push it forward. Knowing that the prophet will eventually die because of the prophecy, in a sense, there is no difference between prophecy and curse."

There was a hint of casualness in the heroic woman's tone.

"So this is the truth of fate?"

Manus asked his god with a serious expression.

"Oh~ fate is really a very strange thing."

The heroic woman sat down on the sofa, then picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.

"Some people say that character determines destiny, which is actually true. After all, what a person will do is often revealed by his/her character. This is why many people will do something without hesitation even if they know what the consequences will be. Because that is their character."

"But fate is bullshit to me. Little Manus, let me ask you, if you could predict the future, would you try to change a bad future?"

"I can."

Simple words represent Manus' determination.

He went back to change those tragedies so that they would not happen.

"Very good, then the question is, can the future that will be changed still be called the future? If the future can be changed because of the changes in the present, then what does it matter whether we know the future or not?"

the heroic woman asked her high priest.

"..."

Manus fell silent.

"I have seen many people who think they know the future. They want to change the future outcome, but they end up heading towards that outcome involuntarily. Do you know why?"

The heroic woman continued to ask her high priest.

Manus did not answer.

The heroic woman did not expect him to answer.

"Because they look too far ahead but ignore what's in front of them. They can see thousands of miles away but can't see their own feet. It's no surprise that they fall hard anytime."

"And those who can see the future always fall into an inexplicable sense of mission, and even think that they are the savior of the world, but in fact, the world will be fine without them. And most of the guys who can see the future will eventually repeat the tragedy of the future because of their own personality. This is why I say that personality determines destiny."

"Just like I know very well that after you knew the prophecy, you would definitely trap little Angie at home, but you can't trap her forever, and one day she will leave you."

"Has the future changed?"

Manus asked his gods.

"I do not know."

Under Manus' surprised gaze, the heroic woman smiled.

"I'm not a god in charge of prophecy, how could I know this?"

"But I think little Angie will be fine. After all, she has joined the team of heroes."

"That's why I'm worried."

Manus sighed.

"Hey, little Manus is getting bored, shall we have a fight?"

After sighing, the heroic woman suddenly proposed to fight.

Although it sounds strange, it doesn't seem so strange for a heroic woman who considers herself a warrior.

"it is good."

Manus did not refuse. After all, for a warrior, nothing can make him sober and rational better than fighting.

Chapter 157: First Meeting with Virginia

Dragon's Breath was not open today.

It wasn't because of anything, but Olivia simply didn't want to open the door today.

Yawning, Olivia sat at the counter and tasted the newly opened red wine.

She had bought it from a collector at a high price.

Generally speaking, this kind of red wine is more valuable for collection than for tasting, and no one will drink it.

But Olivia didn't care.

In her opinion, alcohol is meaningless if you can't drink it.

So she opened the priceless bottle of red wine without a care in the world.

"how is the taste?"

During this period, Virginia always came to Dragon's Breath early, ordered some drinks, and sat here all day, returning to the inn only at night.

"Not bad, better than the previous bottle. It's one of the top 20 red wines I've ever drunk."

Olivia narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

This bottle of red wine is much better than the previous one, and most importantly, it is cheaper than the previous one.

"Those wine collectors would probably be heartbroken to see you drink a bottle of treasure like this."

Virginia said calmly.

"Heh~ Wine is brewed for drinking. Any other meaning is just something added later by people. If it can't be drunk, then in my opinion, it is no different from those stones and weeds on the roadside."

Olivia said disdainfully.

"Besides, wine is not something that will never spoil. If it is left for too long and misses its best tasting period, it will just be a bottle of sour water."

"You are really pragmatic."

Virginia looked down at the cup in her hand and took a sip as well.

"Those who came from our era, the non-pragmatists, are already dead. Oh, except for you, the teacher. Tsk!~"

Olivia couldn't help but tut when she finished speaking.

"You seem to be prejudiced against teachers."

Virginia said slowly.

"What do you think? What I hate most are those people who do those fancy things. What kind of person do you think your teacher Philomena is?"

Olivia held her chin in her hand, her eyes fixed on Virginia.

"Teacher, she should be a gorgeous person."

Gorgeous. This was Virginia's first impression of her teacher.

Ever since she first met her teacher at a young age, Virginia has always thought that the teacher was a very gorgeous person.

As a water mage, Philomena really makes great use of water magic. Even those water fairies may not have such precise control over the water element as Philomena.

That was an incredibly precise operation that allowed him to carve hollow patterns and forty lines of poetry on the arrow body and arrowhead while unleashing the water arrow technique.

In addition, Philomena also likes gorgeous works of art, lives in the most artistic palace, and even her own blue rose garden is a rare treasure. And Philomena also built the third largest library in the Endrol continent in the principality, which is full of various ancient books and rare books, as well as many works of art by masters.

Even Philomena's clothes have to be the most gorgeous and fashionable. When you see Philomena, you can know what the fashion forefront of the Endrol continent is now.

Of course, Philomena is the most flashy person in Olivia's eyes.

"That's right. It's strange that I can get along with that gorgeous girl. If we weren't teammates, we would definitely fight as soon as we met."

Olivia stopped talking halfway.

She took a sip of her drink before continuing.

"But I remember the teacher said you guys always sparred with each other before?"

Virginia's words made Olivia glare at her.

"You also said that it was a sparring match, not a real fight."

Olivia's wine glass hit the table, and the bottom of the glass collided violently with the thick tabletop.

"Humph! If we weren't sparring, do you think that guy could beat me?"

"But you are a fire mage, right?"

Virginia tilted her head.

Wouldn't a fire mage be restrained by a water mage?

"Restraint is relative. Water can put out fire, but fire can also evaporate water."

Olivia flicked her fingers on her wine glass.

Many people think that Olivia is a powerful warrior when they see her for the first time. After all, Olivia’s height and temperament are there.

Although Olivia doesn't look like she has any muscles, the higher the level of the adventurer, the more you can't just look at the body shape and temperament.

The Adventurer's Guild recorded that a certain legendary swordsman was only 1.4 meters tall, but that did not prevent her from becoming a swordsman.

In fact, Olivia is a fire mage, and she is also a fire mage with extremely high attainments in fire magic. She used to have the nickname of Fire Dragon Breath.

The reason why she got this title is that Olivia can instantly cast fire spells comparable to the breath of a fire dragon. This is a spell she created herself. Not only is it extremely powerful, but it also consumes relatively little energy and can even be fired continuously. This makes Olivia comparable to a large magic crystal cannon in battle. With powerful spell bombardment, she can turn the enemy and the surrounding area into ashes.

This is also Olivia's philosophy, to kill all enemies as quickly as possible in the simplest and most brutal way.

Philomena, known as the Rain Magician, likes to use complicated and gorgeous water spells to kill her enemies bit by bit.

This is the biggest reason why the two of them have been arguing.

Their completely opposite fighting styles always made them dislike each other.

"But that guy wasn't like this before..."

Olivia said with a hint of melancholy in her tone.

"Isn't the teacher always this gorgeous?"

Virginia was curious.

Although Virginia didn't pay much attention to many things, she was very curious about her teacher's past.

"Although your teacher is now called the Rain Magician, when we were young, she was not a Rain Magician, but a Rain of Natural Disaster."

Olivia stared at her reflection in the wine glass.

"Forget it, there's no point in saying this since she's already like this."

Olivia didn't seem to want to continue.

"I...."

Just as Virginia was about to say something, the door of Dragon's Breath was pushed open with great force. Virginia could even hear the creaking sound of the door.

"Sister Olivia! We are back!!~~"

The cheerful and clear voice reached Virginia's ears.

She turned her head and saw five young girl adventurers rushing in from outside.