Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

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131. Welcome [Part 3]

It was already evening.

While waiting for Ryan and the others, Elsa roughly surveyed the ring-shaped mountains and found some rough claw marks on the rocks and the ground by the central lake, but she did not find more black monsters and polluters, nor did she find any trace of a dragon.

However, compared to the traces left by the black monsters and dragons, what Elsa actually saw more were the mountains and rubble that were cut off by her sword, and the places where there should have been some traces were also directly or indirectly destroyed. That blow destroyed a lot of clues, giving Elsa a headache.

It has to be said that the heavy sword was indeed the weapon used by the Demon General. After withstanding nearly 10% of Elsa's strength, there was no sign of wear and tear, only the sword body was a little hot.

Compared to a spear, this sword can show very good wide-range lethality in Elsa's hands. However, if there is anything that Elsa is not satisfied with, it is that its vertical attack distance does not meet Elsa's expectations.

Elsa's sword can easily cut off the head of a monster within one kilometer, but at a distance of two kilometers, it may not be so accurate. The power will spread and weaken. Although it is still enough to kill the monster, there is no way to ensure whether the attack falls on the head or the body. If it is farther away, the entire monster will be directly annihilated. A distance of ten kilometers is even more difficult to reach. If you force yourself to swing with greater force, the sword may not be able to withstand it.

This is not difficult for a spear. Elsa can ensure accuracy while maintaining lethality. This was proven last time when she directly killed Clarence from the castle in the central city of Dammas.

But the advantages of the heavy sword are also obvious. It can accumulate power more conveniently. When facing enemies in the horizontal area, it can eliminate them all faster and more steadily.

Simply put, this heavy sword is more suitable for dealing with large numbers of enemies coming from all directions within two to three kilometers.

The spear is more suitable for accurately defeating long-range, vertical threats.

Thinking of this, Elsa began to miss her spear a little - she didn't know how Tricia was doing with repairing it.

When Ryan and the others arrived, Elsa had been waiting for a long time. After meeting up with Ryan and the others, Elsa led them over the mountain. Unlike Elsa, most of them had to be very careful, otherwise falling from such a steep rock wall would be no joke.

Generally speaking, reaching the central lake is a very difficult thing. On the one hand, there are dense forests and dangerous monsters, and on the other hand, there is the steep terrain of the ring mountain range. Except for some people with special skills, adventurers will choose to enter from a narrow canyon in the southeast.

But with Elsa around, they can skip this step, which is also to save time.

Along the way, Elsa briefly described to them what happened here. They looked at the corpses and flattened mountains along the way, all with dull expressions on their faces.

They also gradually began to feel numb - as long as they saw it enough times, they would no longer make a fuss about what Aisha did.

"These black monsters—or rather, the filthy beings behind them—have already departed from the pattern of monsters. We must think of our future actions as if they were human beings."

Aisha concluded.

After this incident, Elsa was completely convinced that these filthy beings did not live alone, and they communicated with each other, otherwise their behavior could not be explained.

Mental magic sneak attacks, monitoring movements, introducing traps and sieges - this series of actions are all manifestations of wisdom and tribal capabilities.

"Furthermore, each individual Filth One is very powerful, which increases their danger."

There is still too little information now.

Where do the pollutants come from, what they are, and their habits.

Animals and monsters divide their territories ultimately for habitats, which provide food and shelter. This is an iron rule not only for them but also for all creatures. So why do the foul ones invade human villages and towns?

Just pure killing? Obviously not.

With such doubts in mind, Aisha, Ryan and others began to investigate clues about the dragon around the central lake until late at night.

It was too far to go back to the town from here, and a round trip would waste a lot of time, so they camped directly by the central lake - under normal circumstances, no one would dare to camp around the central lake because there would be many powerful monsters lurking here, but now they didn't have to worry about that.

Elsa came to the eastern mountain alone and sat cross-legged here to rest. With Elsa's eyesight, she could see the town outside the forest in the distance from here. If the town raised a distress signal, she would be able to discover it immediately. But if she stayed in the central lake to rest, her vision would be blocked, and it would be bad if something unexpected happened.

Elsa looked out at the town. The rain hadn't stopped yet, so her vision was unclear. If it was a sunny day, Elsa could even see the streets and houses of the town.

However, although the rain obstructed Elsa's vision, she could still see obvious targets like flares.

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At this time, Charlie was standing on the town wall, gazing towards the direction of the Great Western Forest. Sometimes she looked up in anticipation, sometimes she paced back and forth in thought, sometimes she lowered her brows and shook her head, sometimes she pursed her lips and smiled softly, and sometimes she sighed in frustration.

It seems that Elsa really won't come back today, she thought.

Actually, facing Elsa, Charlie was still a little at a loss. She just liked Elsa. In fact, this kind of feeling was very simple and completely different from the things between men and women - at least until two days ago, she thought so.

But now, she had to admit: in fact, her love for Elsa was not as pure as she thought. In fact, she was extremely obsessed with Elsa's body. This feeling was no different from the feeling described in the book when a man saw the love of his life, that is, he wanted desperately to merge into the other person's body.

Charlie's cheeks felt slightly hot when she thought of this - Elsa's petticoat was still with her. She had wanted to find a suitable opportunity to return it to Elsa, but now she couldn't bring herself to say it.

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At the same time, deep inside the Dammas Fortress—

Tricia and Bishop Pittman stood in front of the teleportation hall, one in front and the other behind. The teleportation hall was shining with light, and the complicated magic circle burst out with dazzling light. Countless runes were rotating at high speed on the magic circle. The mysterious and deep breath stirred up wind pressure, lifting Tricia's crow-feather-like hair and pressing Bishop Pittman to the point that he could hardly breathe.

Today they finally repaired the teleportation array, and immediately welcomed the first wave of "guests" - soon, the light of the teleportation array slowly converged, and the dazzling light gradually turned into stardust, sank and dissipated, and gradually revealed the figures of a group of people inside.

"Greetings, Master Mystic Sage."

Those people walked straight forward and saluted Tricia.

Tricia's eyes swept through the crowd and immediately fell on a young girl. The girl was wearing a white church gown with gold thread, which was similar to a nun's dress but completely different. Just looking at her made people feel the holiness that came to them. She looked a little nervous, her eyes were deeply buried, and her eyes could not be seen clearly. Only her golden hair, as beautiful as the morning sun, poured out from under her hood, reflecting the bright stardust of the magic circle. She was so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.

Tricia narrowed her eyes slightly and gave a meaningful smile.

"Welcome, Your Highness the Saint of this term."

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132. The Archbishop’s Mission

After Elsa left for Weilin Town, Tricia sent out Elsa's matter as the most important information.

The first to receive the news was the Holy See, and the first to take action was also the Holy See. This was also the choice made by Tricia. Since Elsa decided to continue along the established path, Tricia did not mind following her wishes.

Of course, the Holy See did not send the Saint without any concerns, but they finally chose to trust Tricia - although Tricia was not a member of the Holy See, in fact Tricia was very prestigious in the Holy See, and even had more say than most archbishops. She was a close friend of the previous generation of Saints and a legendary hero of mankind. The previous Pope also gave her extraordinary power, so the current Pope simply could not ignore her words.

Therefore, under Tricia's direct request, the Holy See finally chose to take positive action. It immediately dispatched a team of elite guards composed of bishops and paladins of the Holy See to take this generation of the Saint herself directly from the Holy See in the Western Continent, across the strait, into the territory of the Empire, and arrived here immediately after the teleportation array of the Dammas Fortress was repaired.

There were a total of ten people sent by the Holy See. In addition to the saint, there was also an archbishop whose rank was one level higher than Pittman. The archbishop was already a person at the national diocese level, also known as a ceremonial bishop or cardinal. His status within the Holy See was second only to the Pope and the saint outside the church.

Pittman is a cardinal, or white cardinal, a position lower than that of an archbishop.

Aside from the Saint and the Archbishop, everyone else is a Paladin serving as a guard. Paladin is a title that only the elite within the Knights Templar, the most powerful military organization of the Holy See, can obtain. The number of Paladins will not exceed one hundred. They represent the Holy See's most powerful combat power and are also the most elite warrior group in the entire continent. Tricia once fought alongside their predecessors. At the end of the Demon King War forty years ago, there were only a dozen or so Paladins left, but now they have probably been replenished.

The attitude of the Holy See can be seen from the identity of the people who arrived at Dammas Fortress this time. Tricia is very satisfied with this - the Holy See has expressed its respect for Tricia and its importance to Elsa through practical actions.

After a brief greeting, Tricia led Inksa and the church members to the reception room, where a sumptuous dinner had already been prepared.

Tricia sat next to the Saint, while Bishop Pittman sat with other people from the church - they were the paladins who served as the escort for this trip. Within the Vatican, Tricia was the only one whose status could be compared with that of the Saint.

"Sage, please forgive my presumptuous behavior. We came here to confirm what you said about Sister Elsa Faris..."

The Archbishop spoke directly and politely, which showed his respect for Tricia.

He was ordered to come with the saint to "audience" the quasi-saint nun whom Tricia called a "miracle". In fact, the Vatican had already been arguing over this news. Generally speaking, it was divided into two factions, "belief" and "disbelief", representing the attitude towards this news. After all, smashing a demon general with one blow was too horrifying. Among them, there were two factions, "pro-fairy faction" and "threat faction", representing the attitude towards Elsa Faris respectively. Such a strong person was indeed too dangerous, but how to deal with and alleviate this danger became a troublesome issue.

"For the love of the goddess, is the power of that nun really as terrifying as described in the video? Forgive me for being so bold, but everything in the video is simply too unbelievable."

the Archbishop inquired.

Magical images can be faked. Although everyone thinks that Tricia, as a sage of arcane magic, has absolutely no reason to fake them, it is not surprising to have such doubts due to the instinctive suspicion towards things that cannot be understood.

The task assigned to the Archbishop was simple - to personally confirm the existence of Elsa Faris. If Elsa Faris really existed, then he would try to win her over based on her personality and preferences. In any case, he would at least express the sincerity of the Holy See. Even if he could not cooperate, he could not oppose it.

The matter was so urgent that the archbishop was very anxious along the way.

And Tricia seemed to see through the Archbishop's mood.

"Yes or no, just take a look."

Tricia's face was expressionless, but a faint smile lingered in her tone—she hadn't chosen to bring these people here for dinner simply to welcome them. She raised her hand gently, and a gentle breeze blew past. As the candlelight in the room gradually extinguished, the bright moonlight outside the window poured down like mercury, casting a layer of cool light.

Tricia stood up and walked to the window, looking out.

"Why don't you come and take a look?"

The archbishop immediately stood up and followed Tricia's gaze. He saw the lights near the distant Rhedes Mountains, and the Rhedes Mountains, whose outlines were dim but vaguely visible under the moonlight - or rather, there were no Rhedes Mountains now.

Not only the archbishop, but also the paladins and the saint behind him were stunned. No one could speak for a moment.

"That's a 'miracle,'" Tricia smiled meaningfully. "If you're interested, you can go and see it during the day. It's far more incredible than it looks now."

The archbishop swallowed, his throat feeling dry and unbearable.

"Sage... may I... may you allow us to see her?"

He wanted to meet the quasi-saint nun right now.

But he was disappointed.

"She's not here now—and doesn't look like she'll be back for a while."

"what?"

The archbishop was a little anxious.

"Then how can we see her?"

"She's in Verin—a small town on the edge of the empire, near the Great Western Forest."

Tricia looked past the archbishop and at the saint. The saint still seemed a little nervous, her eyes fixed on the "miracle" in fascination.

"If you're in a hurry, I can take you there."

"Then I'll trouble you, Sage—then...is there anything that requires our attention?"

"Nothing, just let it happen naturally."

"But the Saint Lady..."

The archbishop hesitated.

Tricia asked the saint to be brought here.

After all, this shows more sincerity, and as Tricia said - facing someone with such terrifying strength, instead of hiding it, it is better to be honest and let the saint come earlier so that she can become familiar to him, right?

The friendship and recognition of the strong are very valuable, and the sooner you gain them, the better.

However, if there was no preparation at all, how could they forge a friendship between Elsa Faris and the Saint whom they had never met? You have to know that the Saint knew nothing about political diplomacy. If they didn't do something, it was hard to imagine how the Saint could win the friendship of Elsa Faris when she faced her alone.

Tricia smiled.

"Don't worry, believe me, Aisha will like Her Highness the Saint."

"Eh?"

The saint had been silent the whole time and was a little frightened when she was suddenly mentioned.

But when she looked at Tricia, Tricia just smiled in her eyes and didn't say much.

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133. The Dragon is Coming

The existence of the Saint is sacred. She is the messenger of the Goddess, just like the sun. She possesses the purest and most sacred holy magic power in the entire continent, and her always humble, generous and kind character, as well as her beautiful and holy appearance that will never be stained by dirt.

Any one or two of her characteristics, if placed on any other woman, would make that person stand out. This was the quality of a saint—of course, it was only after "awakening" that such qualities were revealed. Before "awakening," a saint was no different from an ordinary person.

The saint is the incarnation of the goddess. After death, the saint will not even leave a body, but will turn into holy light and return to the body of the goddess.

This is what the Vatican says.

Tricia did not doubt the Vatican's interpretation of the oracle, because the existence of the saint was absolute and could not be forged - Tricia had witnessed it with her own eyes.

There are many facts that can support this statement: the saints of each generation currently recorded are very similar. This similarity not only refers to appearance, but also to inner character. People's records of saints of each generation are so similar that they are difficult to distinguish and recognize, especially the descriptions of their appearance and character, which are like copying the same paragraph in several different ways of expression.

The existence of the saint is like the same person constantly appearing and disappearing in the long river of time. The more each saint grows, the more she becomes exactly the same.

This is incredible, but it is true.

So when Tricia saw the Saint, she recognized her the moment she saw her - the Saint of this generation did look very similar to the Saint of the previous generation. The current Saint was still very weak and immature, just like the Saint of that year. Even the embarrassment and curiosity in the depths of her eyes, the immaturity and shyness on her cheeks, were exactly the same as Tricia's first impression of the Saint of the previous generation in her memory.

Meeting her "old friend from youth" again after more than 30 years made Tricia feel very emotional.

However, she also understood that although each generation of saints was like a rebirth of the same person, in fact, each generation of saints did not have the memories and experiences of the previous generations of saints. Even if their personalities and appearances were extremely similar, they were ultimately different people.

It's still night time.

After the meal, the archbishop decided to set off early to visit the town of Weilin to meet the creator of the "miracle", the quasi-saint Sister Elsa Faris. This was their mission this time, and it was something that had to be done as soon as possible and actively. So the group immediately packed their luggage and set off directly - they had no time to continue to relax.

The archbishop and the paladins all looked worried.