The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

The massive impact of the intertwining ice and fire tore the surrounding air to shreds.

A black hole was torn open at the point where the two swords clashed, and even this world built by the holy sword could hardly withstand such an impact.

As the battle reached a stalemate, a strange yet familiar power suddenly flowed out from the white snow in her sleeves and surged into Jessica's body.

"This is......"

Jessica was slightly taken aback. Although this power originated from the same clan, it also carried some subtle differences.

She guessed that the support came from Vena, but she didn't know how he had managed to interfere with the Holy Sword Trial.

This distraction caused her offensive to pause briefly.

"You still dare to be distracted at a time like this!" Tissa was clearly dissatisfied with her disciple's laxity. She snorted and increased her output.

The previously evenly matched situation was instantly broken. Jessica's body began to be overwhelmed, and the edges of her clothes even emitted a burnt smell due to the high temperature.

She gritted her teeth, trying to regain control of the situation, but it was no easy task in front of Tilissa.

Just as Tilissa began to show disappointment, the ghostly power that had been channeled through the white snow of the sleeve finally merged into Jessica's body.

Her aura suddenly surged, and the snow-white kimono that had been dissipating spontaneously reformed, stabilizing her body which was on the verge of collapse.

However, Tissa, who was on the offensive, was not so lucky.

Just a moment ago she had the upper hand, but the newly added power completely disrupted her rhythm.

This backstabbing from outside the arena has thrown a decisive weight onto the already tilted scales, potentially reversing the outcome.

"Don't blame me for winning unfairly, teacher."

Jessica's lips curved into a smile, like a splash of crimson blooming in the snow, while the white snow in her sleeve emitted an unprecedented chill.

The black hole between the two was pushed towards Tissa by this explosive force.

"Who's helping you behind the scenes?"

Tissa was still puzzled as to who could break through the Holy Sword's seal and interfere with this master-disciple duel.

“If I said it was thanks to Vina’s help, would you mind, teacher?” Jessica replied.

"It seems I really lost. I wish you all the best."

Tilisa's voice became calm, with a hint of relief in it, before turning into countless ice shards and dissipating into the air.

As she disappeared, the portal to the next level slowly opened in front of Jessica, emitting a faint light.

Jessica was panting heavily, her body trembling slightly from exhaustion.

Vina's help could only help her temporarily. If it weren't for Tissa taking the initiative to dispel the layer of flames from her cloak in order to be fair, she might not have been able to hold on until the power was exhausted.

This eleventh level is her limit.

The Holy Sword will not force the trial participants to continue the trial. As long as they shout "give up," it will send them out of this space with a certain amount of dignity.

However, this result was even harder for Jessica to accept than failure.

Even if it's just to pave the way for Vina and the others, she's willing to give it her all one more time.

Jessica took a deep breath and touched the illusory light screen.

Behind the light barrier, the aura of a powerful enemy was as oppressive as a mountain, and with a single blow, she was shattered into pieces in this space.

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Chapter 551 The Final Opponent of the Twelve Trials

Jessica, expelled from the trial space, swayed and fell backward.

Viner darted forward and helped her up.

Fortunately, the Holy Sword removed the obstruction after the trial ended; otherwise, Jessica might have fallen flat on her face.

"You struggled so much to get through the eleventh level. Even if you don't give up, you should at least rest a bit before attempting the final level, right?"

Viner looked down at Jessica, whose face was pale, and said with heartache.

Jessica didn't answer his question, her gaze stubborn. "Take me back to the camp, and I'll tell you the answer then, so I don't have to explain it twice."

After saying that, she simply closed her eyes and leaned all her weight on Vina.

Seeing that she didn't even have the strength to stand, Viner could only sigh helplessly and squat down.

"Come up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pair of slender arms draped over his shoulders.

Viner carefully carried Jessica on his back to avoid making her uncomfortable, but the soft touch on his back made his cheeks flush slightly.

He began to doubt whether he had chosen the wrong approach.

Seeing that Viner hadn't moved, Jessica slightly opened her eyes, then leaned on his shoulder and gently blew on him: "So you can blush too?"

“I’m red from anger,” Viner retorted seriously.

"Then who made the junior angry?" Jessica asked deliberately, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"That's it!" Vena lifted Jessica's buttocks with one hand and pointed to the floating holy sword with the other. "I'll deal with you later!"

“You…” Jessica was momentarily speechless at his actions, but since she had initiated it, she didn’t say anything more.

She was well aware of her current situation; the more she resisted, the more she would suffer.

With Jessica, who had calmed down, on her back, Vina carried her back to the camp that everyone had set up.

"Ah!" Donnie suddenly lost his focus and exclaimed in surprise.

"You must concentrate when practicing swordsmanship!"

Felix frowned and hissed, then lightly tapped Doni's head with his wooden sword.

He adopted a teacher's demeanor and appeared exceptionally strict.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Donnie quickly bowed his head in apology, but then hurriedly explained, "Mr. Venere and the others are back!"

“Vina, it’s not time for the shift change yet—”

Before Felix could finish speaking, he turned around and saw Vina carrying Jessica on her back.

"Go and call Lisette back." He instructed Donnie, then quickly went to meet her.

"Are you two alright?" Felix asked with concern.

“I didn’t go into the trial, so what could happen to me? The problem is her.” Vina turned her head and looked at Jessica on her back.

"I'm just a little tired, nothing serious," Jessica said softly, her tone calm but revealing a hint of weariness.

Fighting twelve opponents at the Sword Saint level in a row was an extremely valuable experience, but it also left her mentally exhausted.

But as long as she gets enough rest, this experience will be enough to allow her to break through to the eighth level without any obstacles.

Rikka brought over a cot, and Vina wanted Jessica to lie down and rest, but she refused. Unable to persuade her, Vina could only sit down next to Jessica.

Donnie guessed that Jessica had something to say, so he brought over a few stools for them to sit on.

It's called a stool, but it's actually a wooden stake left behind by Wiener when he was logging.

Lisette finally jogged over from afar, and after seeing the seat that everyone had reserved for her, she chose to sit on Vina's lap, between him and the person opposite him, and took Jessica's arms.

"Looks like I should congratulate you, senior."

Lisette said softly, her tone filled with sincere congratulations.

She keenly noticed that although Jessica seemed slightly tired, her breathing was unusually steady, clearly indicating that the ten days of Holy Sword Trial had been very rewarding for her.

More importantly, her relationship with Wiener finally began to improve.

“Thank you,” Jessica nodded slightly and expressed her gratitude before beginning to share her experiences in the Holy Sword Trial.

"The Holy Sword will record the actions of every trial participant, serving as a challenge for those who come after. Even if one ultimately fails to obtain the Holy Sword, it is still a rare and valuable opportunity to test one's skills against a senior emblem wielder."

“I’m not sure if everyone will encounter the same opponents when they take on the challenge, but I will tell you about the ones I have.”

Jessica's voice was calm and steady as she recounted the challenges of each level.

The characteristics of those opponents, the choices she made in battle, and how she gradually pushed her limits.

The audience listened intently, occasionally letting out exclamations of admiration.

Without considering exceptional cases that transcend time, modern Heralds users are actually more skilled than their predecessors.

After all, we are standing on the shoulders of our predecessors; the detours they took will become nourishment for future generations.

This is also the significance of St. Freya Academy's existence.

"As for my opponent in the eleventh level—it was my teacher."

Upon hearing this, the entire scene fell into a brief silence.

"Eh!!! The Holy Sword actually contains Master's memories?!" Felix couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

“Yes, and a teacher who didn’t hold back at all,” Jessica exclaimed. “It was a tough battle, one I’ll probably never forget.”

Lisette lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "But I remember that you failed in the last round. Does that mean you've surpassed Teacher Tilissa?"

“Unfortunately, no.” Jessica shook her head.

If there were no time or place restrictions, and magic was not prohibited, she might have a slight chance.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Tilisa is more experienced.

As for why I was able to win—

Although Jessica looked in Lisette's direction, she couldn't see Lisette at all.

Noticing this, Lisette looked up and, sure enough, saw Venus's evasive gaze.

"I was just trying it out casually, I didn't know you were fighting Tilissa at the time," Vena said somewhat awkwardly.

Unintentionally, he had helped Jessica achieve the feat of 'rebellious disciple against her master'.

"You really interfered with the Holy Sword Trial?!" Lisette exclaimed in shock.

The Holy Sword is so proud; its true masters are probably only its creator, the goddess, and the first hero, Hitchley.

As for other humans, I'm really not familiar with them.

It's like humans outside a cage rewarding animals that perform diligently inside.

The Holy Sword's attitude towards humanity is no different.

Interfering with the Holy Sword Trial is something that, let alone whether it's possible, would be seen as a provocation simply by putting such an idea into action.

As for the price, just ask the corpses beneath its feet.

Lisette turned around, holding Venus's head firmly in her hands, her eyes seeming to ask, "How dare you?"

“I only used the power of Ghost Entanglement to strengthen Sleeve White Snow,” Vena hurriedly explained. “The Holy Sword does not allow others to directly affect the trial participants, but its pride prevents it from caring about the weapons used by the trial participants, which gave me the opportunity.”

If one were to attack simply because the weapon is a little sharper, wouldn't that make this divinely crafted weapon appear weak?

“Fine,” Lisette sighed, releasing her grip as if accepting the explanation, “You understand these weapons better.”

"If the eleventh challenge is against the master, then who will be guarding the final challenge?" Felix couldn't help but ask.

In his mind, his master was always an unparalleled figure, so why should anyone be ranked lower than Tilisa?

Jessica glanced at Viner's expression and saw that he had probably already guessed the answer, so she stopped teasing him.

"The opponent in this twelfth level is none other than Arios."

Chapter 552 Felix: I'm still not satisfied!

"It's actually the Hero?" Lisette's voice was tinged with surprise, but she quickly recovered.

Unexpected, but reasonable.

Since the guardian of the eleventh level is Tilisa, it seems logical that the final level would be guarded by the contemporary hero Arios.

“That’s right,” Jessica nodded, a hint of regret in her voice. “I was going to ask him what I encountered in the Holy Sword Trial, but he didn’t give me a chance to speak.”

She lowered her head slightly, seemingly displeased with Arios's actions.