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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Mikaela was flustered.
She had no choice but to admit that an existence she never even imagined had appeared as the cathedral’s secret weapon.
Although her weakness had been accurately stabbed, if asked whether it was threatening, she could only snort derisively.
‘The card they brought is just a murder suspect?’
It was too meager.
Well, were they trying to prove her innocence here?
‘The size fits perfectly.’
Looking at the swollen-faced priests walking from behind, it was obvious at a glance.
They were trying to clear the false charges and raise her up as a new saint candidate to give her a chance.
‘Is that the best they could come up with?’
Mikaela definitely felt the cathedral’s will to stop her and the other nuns from becoming saints even if they had to suffer their own losses.
‘But it doesn’t matter anyway.’
It wasn’t important that the murder suspect was falsely accused.
What was important was that she ‘had been’ a murder suspect.
The citizens had no choice but to view Lucia through tinted glasses.
‘I have the power to stimulate that to the extreme.’
A pinkish color began to flow from Mikaela’s mouth.
The moment Lucia stepped onto the podium, the citizens under her control would raise their voices in anger.
But then…
The one who stood on the podium first was not Lucia, but a blonde paladin wearing a yellow robe.
No, to be precise, it was someone wearing a paladin’s attire.
‘What is this? There’s a paladin I don’t know?’
Since the number of paladins was small in the first place, there was no way Mikaela, who was thorough, wouldn’t know someone.
He was very young for a paladin.
He looked like a student, but at a glance, it was obvious that his appearance would have made many women cry.
However, what caught Mikaela’s eyes was not the boy’s mere appearance.
It was the mark of the god Helios drawn on both of his hands.
Ares Helias bowed his head towards the screen and continued speaking.
“I will pause the saint election for a moment and explain the false charges against candidate Lucia, an overview of the incident, and the real culprit.”
That much was fine.
As mentioned earlier, even if the charges were false, Mikaela could make the citizens boil just by the fact that she had been a murder suspect.
However…
Light began to seep from the boy’s hands.
As the gentle light of the sun god began to flow out, washing away the impurities…
“Huh?”
“What? What have I been doing all this time?”
“Mikaela!”
As the power of the mark placed on the ignorant saint candidates under her control disappeared and they came to their senses, they started to confront Mikaela.
The perplexity that hit the back of her head turned into anger in an instant, and naturally, it was directed towards the boy emitting the light of the sun god.
If left like this, even the brainwashed citizens beyond the screen with the mark placed on them would have it undone.
Feeling desperate at Ares’ sudden appearance, a pinkish energy began to flow from Mikaela’s mouth.
It resembled a demon spewing out poisonous smoke.
“Go and cut off the power itself!”
She tried to control the people around her using her power once again, but in response, the blessing of the sun god that Ares possessed shone even brighter.
“What in the world is this?”
Helplessness.
The overwhelming helplessness felt from the gap between gods that she couldn’t do anything about.
Mikaela herself had been chosen by the goddess of beauty and love, so she had been inwardly ridiculing the powerless bishops and paladins.
There was a clear gap between them and her, as she had been chosen by a god.
Then what about that man?
What was the gap between her and that man who simply melted away all her charms with a single light?
The charm of love and beauty was melting under the brilliant light of the sun god, but her wish was miraculously granted.
The power went out on the screen that was being broadcast.
“What? What’s going on?”
“It seems the power from the mana supply room in the basement has been cut off.”
To broadcast the screens installed in 17 locations throughout Batian, a huge mana generator was naturally required, but it seemed to have stopped working.
“It’s done! It’s over!”
If they could prevent Lucia from giving her speech altogether, it would be the end.
Even if she was registered as a candidate, if she couldn’t even show her face properly, the bishops wouldn’t be able to forcibly vote for her as a saint even without her power.
Mikaela pushed away the nuns who were confronting her and put on a victorious smile.
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Chik, chik.
A dagger was stuck in the generator.
The madame, who noticed through the broadcast screen that the situation was turning strange, immediately dispatched the Chokugen Faction to the mana generator room in the cathedral’s basement to prevent the flow from being taken over.
“It’s done, we’ve completely destroyed it.”
“Judging from the sounds outside, it seems the broadcast has definitely stopped.”
Although the saint election had turned into a mess, if they forcibly blocked the flow, Mikaela, who stood out the most and moved people, would inevitably become the saint.
The members, smiling with satisfaction under their white hoods covering their mouths, tried to go back.
Puk!
Puk!
Daggers pierced accurately into the chests of the two.
The two, grasping their hearts, collapsed to the floor and breathed their last without even having a chance to roll their eyes to find the culprit.
“You’re a step too late.”
Sen sighed, clicking her tongue at the entrance of the generator room.
Although she had been on standby to respond to the movements of the Chokugen Faction, their movements based on the madame’s sixth sense had outpaced her.
“It’s okay, I’ll take a look.”
Rin, who was with Sen, slowly reached out her hand towards the generator, and the dark energy flowing from her chest began to absorb all the nearby mana this time.
“Really…”
Sen muttered that she wondered what kind of ability Rin had.
Contrary to her gloomy ability, Rin’s performance in Batian this time was dazzling enough to make one’s eyes hurt.
Starting from helping them escape from prison with her own power, Rin had even informed them that Ares’ mark of Helios could defeat Aphrodite’s mark.
When Rin absorbed Ares into herself, the two marks clashed with each other, and thanks to that, Rin was able to inform them of abilities that even the owners of the marks didn’t know.
Her dark energy began to envelop the generator.
As if to absorb all the mana in Batian, Rin’s ability began to devour it greedily.
Whiiiir.
The generator, now completely taken over by Rin’s ability and turned black, slowly started operating.
“It’s done!”
But it wasn’t a situation to be happy about.
As the broadcast started again, the sound of Chokugen Faction members rushing in even more could be heard, knowing they had failed their mission.
Rin was unable to fight as she was absorbing mana and running the generator.
Moreover, the opponents were beings that could be called Sen’s former comrades, but without any hesitation, she retrieved the daggers she had stabbed into the two earlier and gripped them in reverse.
“Sen…”
“I heard you escaped.”
“You not only betrayed the Chokugen Faction but also harmed your comrades. You will be executed on the spot.”
The Chokugen Faction members glared at Sen with a menacing aura.
If they were just puppets moving for the sake of their mission until now, now they were beasts ready to tear Sen apart at any moment.
“When you leave the Chokugen Faction, you can learn and gain many things, more than you think.”
Nevertheless, Sen gave them a faint smile filled with sympathy.
The members were mildly shocked by her natural expression, which Sen, who had suppressed her emotions through drugs, thought she would never be able to make in her lifetime.
“For example…”
To them, Sen made the most of her wit as an assassin and took the initiative to attack first.
“A very strong oppa.”
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The madame realized that she couldn’t just sit still anymore and crossed the inside of the cathedral with the remaining members of the Chokugen Faction.
The filthiest beings in the world freely ravaging the most sacred place in the world.
This act alone could already be considered blasphemy.
She had sent members to stop the mana supply, but the screen continued to be broadcast to Batian, as if the generator had started running again.
On the screen, Ares was clearing Sister Lucia’s false charges one by one and instead targeting Mikaela, the mastermind, but that wasn’t what mattered.
The important thing was that the brainwashing of Aphrodite placed on the citizens was being undone by using the mark of Helios on the back of his hand.
“If I had known this would happen, I would have killed him back then.”
The madame, who had directly defeated and kidnapped Ares, was rushing towards the chapel, trembling with rage.
Judging that breaking the generator would not fundamentally solve the problem, she intended to go directly and handle the situation.
‘If I kill the child named Ares and brainwash the bishops and paladins again with Mikaela’s mark, it will be over.’
Although they didn’t give Mikaela a chance, she planned to forcibly create an environment where the Chokugen Faction could brainwash them.
As she headed towards the huge door…
The madame felt a sensation she had momentarily forgotten again.
A feeling of absolute death, which she had first felt on the streets of Batian, was looming right in front of her.
“Go and stay next to Lucia. There might be unnecessary variables.”
“Got it, be careful too.”
The light brown-haired short-haired girl entered the chapel, and the black-haired boy slowly closed the huge door of the chapel.
“That guy!”
“The enemy of our comrades!”
“Madame! Give us the order now!”
Daniel McLean, whose face had already become well-known within the Chokugen Faction as he had once decimated them in Batian.
The members of the Chokugen Faction who had come as reinforcements were waiting for the madame’s order, ready to avenge their comrades at any moment, but she couldn’t open her mouth recklessly.
She didn’t want to fight.
Her sixth sense was fiercely warning her again.
If she fought, she would die without any hope to survive.
As someone who had risen to the position of the second-in-command of the Chokugen Faction, it was the first time she felt the emotion of not wanting to fight, so her breathing gradually became rough.
However, the man on the opposite side sat on the floor with a bored expression, leaning against the door with a sword on his shoulder.
Becoming the gatekeeper guarding the chapel.
“You can’t enter.”
Leaving a light but infinitely heavy remark.
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