As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Charlotte patted her chest proudly, "I'll write a letter tonight and ask for the nearest Griffin Knight to come over."

"I want to show these guys from the East Continent what a true knight is!"

"If you have the funds and materials, just leave them to me." Douglas also showed his clout at the right time.

Not wanting to be left behind, Jason began to assert his presence. "I will also send people to blockade the waters outside White Harbor. First, to cut off reinforcements, and second, to block their retreat at sea."

Now it was Jon Snow who was embarrassed.

The power of the Empire's border is very limited, and it is too far away from White Harbor to play any role.

But even so, everyone present, as the leaders of their respective forces and fields, arranged everything in a few words, just like efficient gears, cooperating with each other and running rapidly to promote the layout against the church.

Looking at this scene, Carl was a little dazed.

Challenging the Church of Holy Light is a task no less important than facing the joint pursuit of several major evil cults.

But the young man surrounded by the crowd was definitely not alone.

How great it would have been if Rowling had had such support eighteen years ago.

The corners of Karl’s mouth rose for a moment, but he forced a stern face and said in a deep voice: “What about the last question?”

Everyone's discussion was interrupted, and everyone looked unhappy.

Even if there is no all-out war, the three high-level transcendents are still a difficult problem that must be faced in order to regain Alice.

And that is not something that can be dealt with by relying on resources accumulated by power.

Even if they have [Holy Sister] Theresa to hold one back, the other side still has two high-level ones.

"Well..."

Roy smiled mysteriously and then released the projection of the dean.

Golden light emerged and flaming feathers appeared.

Accompanied by a heart-pounding and vast aura, the gray-haired old man slowly floated down.

"It doesn't matter, I will take action!"

Along with the names of the [Holy Nun] and the [Sword Master], he is one of the [Six Heroes] who defeated the devil and saved mankind. He is also the dean of the Magic Academy, the uncrowned king of the Magic Kingdom, and the person closest to the gods, [Sage] Booker.

Except for Theresa, everyone present was shocked, and even Karl couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

Such heavyweight support undoubtedly greatly increased their chances of winning.

Unlike last time, this time the special effects were full and the high-end stage performance made Booker very satisfied.

No, just come out. Is it necessary to add so much drama?

Roy suddenly realized that this old man was not as steady and wise as he seemed...

"However, I am only a projection, and I have consumed a lot of energy, so I still need your help to provide some assistance."

"It is our honor to fight alongside our seniors," Carl replied politely.

Both the girls and the two princes responded with respect and saluted.

There is no extraordinary person in Vizsea who would not admire the hero who saved the world.

However, Roy, who knew the truth, looked at the faint trace of exhaustion under the old man's peaceful face, and his expression was strange.

So the Sage was really tortured by the God of Death and is no longer able to bear it, right?

When people get old, they have no choice...

However, with the support of the [Sage] and the cooperation of several mid-level extraordinary people, they can barely hold back a high-level one.

"When it comes to dealing with Sword Saints, I do have some experience."

"Isn't it? I remember you never lost in sparring with him back then." Theresa teased with a hint of nostalgia, "Then I'll deal with the Cherubim."

"That's perfect. I've noticed he's not... not quite up to par. He needs some guidance and instruction."

Booker seriously suspected that the old nun, who had been oppressed by the church for many years, simply wanted to catch the archbishop and beat him up to vent her anger, but he tactfully did not point it out.

Just a joke, this guy is the one with the worst temper among the [Six Heroes]...

"Two seniors took action and held back the other two, so only the last one was left."

Carl looked at Roy, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Not only Carl, but all eyes fell on Roy.

The last high-ranking one is the target of this mission, an angel corroded by the holy light.

Facing everyone's gaze, Roy was calm yet resolute, his dark eyes quietly burning with determination: "I will rescue her myself."

Chapter 115: Destiny Has Already Been Decided

Baigang East District.

As a religious city, White Harbor is filled with churches of all sizes so that residents can come and carry out religious activities at any time.

Simon occupied a church near the port as a temporary base.

The morning light was misty, the breeze was blowing, and subtle prayers were flowing slowly in the church.

In the greenhouse at the church's backyard, a blonde angel kneels among the flowers, facing the faint morning light, as beautiful as a holy statue.

For the believers passing by, just witnessing this scene is like being bathed in the spring scenery with birds singing and flowers blooming, and a devout faith arises in their hearts.

Her presence makes the pleasant spring scenery seem even warmer and brighter.

The devout believers were afraid of disturbing this beautiful scene, so even if they were watching from a distance, they did not dare to stay for too long and left quickly.

However, not everyone admires the new saint, the angelic girl.

The young man with disheveled orange hair and haggard eyes stepped over the soft petals without any contact and came to Alice's side.

"Look, look, who is this?"

"You're just a maid, but you became a saint. You must be very proud now, right?"

Levi sneered sarcastically, without any respect.

But the blond angel didn't even move his eyes and treated him as air.

Indifference irritated Levi more than contempt.

"Thanks to you, I can no longer gain the recognition of the Holy Sword. Even Vesalia and the others look down on me! And you, by killing the leader of the cult, gained everything..."

Levi's expression twitched slightly, but he quickly squeezed out a sneer: "But I'm not jealous of you at all."

"Because you're even more pathetic than I am."

"For you, no matter how glorious you become a Saint, you will never get the things that are truly important!"

Levi approached Alice and sneered, "Your guard, Roy Ironblad, is dead! Everything you did was meaningless!"

When you cannot compare yourself with others, you can regain a false sense of superiority by belittling others and opening up your scars.

The good news is that he finally caught Alice's attention.

The pale face moved slightly, and the crystal-like eyes glanced at Levi.

But the bad news was that before Levi could even laugh out loud, he was pierced by an extremely cold murderous intent.

"Hey, as a saint, you wouldn't get angry over such a small matter...Pfft!"

The light exploded, and the boy's body turned into a line, flying straight into the distance, even crashing into the wall.

How could a Sequence 4 be able to withstand a Sequence 6's punch?

Levi's abdomen was pierced directly and he fell into a pool of blood. His eyes were filled with fear and bloodshot, and he couldn't believe it.

Even when he was at his most arrogant, he never dared to act so presumptuously towards his colleagues!

Where's the promised mercy from the Saint?!

Simon fell into the greenhouse without knowing when.

"Lady Saint, please calm down."

"I apologize to you for my rude behavior, Levi."

Simon waved his hand and temporarily healed Levi's injuries with holy light.

Levi immediately hugged his thigh: “Your Excellency the Archbishop, you have to make the decision for me!”

"I'll make the decision for you?" Simon smiled softly, but then his eyes turned cold, no longer as kind as before. "Didn't you do something to anger the Saint?"

Under the questioning of the high-level extraordinary person, Levi did not dare to lie.

"I, I just mentioned Roy's name..."

Simon's expression was slightly tense, and his breath was even heavier.

Levi had never seen the Cherubim so angry, not even when all the candidates from the Eastern Continent were defeated in the Saint Trial. He was frightened into silence for a moment.

"Kneel down."

As soon as the two words came out, the invisible pressure was like a giant hand, forcing Levi to kneel down to Alice.

"If you dare to mention his name in front of the Saint Lady again, I will kill you."

Levi was humiliated to the extreme, but he dared not disobey.

He didn't understand why a high-ranking person would cherish the saint so much.

But high-level extraordinary people are far beyond his ability to question.

At this moment, he finally realized that the so-called maid was already standing far above him, and he was not even allowed to look up at her.

"......yes!"

And the blond angel never glanced at him again, as if he was just a tiny speck of dust, even worse than an ant, not worth the slightest concern.

After apologizing, Levi no longer dared to use that rude look to blaspheme the nobility of the saint.

He came in high spirits and left in disgrace. The swordsmanship in Levi's heart, which was already unbearable, was once again crushed by the gap between reality and his will.

After Levi left, Simon's expression gradually became serious and worried.

"Your Majesty, something is not right."

"The Saint Lady still reacts to that name."

Three days had passed since the inauguration ceremony. Logically, no matter how powerful Alice's soul was, it should have been completely bleached by the goddess's divine power and turned into nothingness.

Unless one is a high-level transcendent who can leave a residual soul in the world, his past memories and personality should be erased without leaving any trace.

But Alice still reacts to Roy's name, and even without the power of prayer, it is difficult to control her behavior.

"It doesn't matter."

"Time will smooth everything out."

"No matter how strong a soul is, a life span of just a dozen years cannot compete with the divine power accumulated over several epochs."

Sang's figure emerged from another direction.

He looked at the blond angel as if he were looking at the most beautiful work of art in the world.

After a moment, he reluctantly turned his gaze away from Alice and looked at Simon: "But, time is running out now."

"Fate is uncertain and there may be changes."

Simon was stunned: "Variable?"

"The Saint Lady has already absorbed the divine power and is completely under our control..."

The torrent of fate is complicated and intricate, but it is not unpredictable.

The right time and the right node can firmly fix the direction of destiny.

This is why the church has thrived for hundreds of years.

But at the moment, Simon couldn't think of anything that could threaten Alice.

The Pope shook his head and laughed, "Haha, there are always people who don't know how to give up."

"There's no need to delay any longer."

Originally, they wanted to wait until Alice's condition stabilized before embarking on the return journey, but now Alice's soul has not been annihilated, and there are unknown hidden dangers in the dark...