I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

"You're a magician, right? Why are you on the side of the Kingdom of Carlisle? You should know what they did to the magicians, right?"

"Magicians were considered heretics and burned to death. They collected magicians everywhere, regarded them as heretics, and burned magic books. All the magicians they caught would be burned to death by the Inquisition..."

"The people of Carlisle are ignorant and cruel, hostile to strangers they have never met, and fear and reject those they are not familiar with."

The foreign knight's voice was a little agitated, and he almost questioned with his soul, "Why are you standing over there?!"

Claire gave a faint, wry smile, but the black robe hid any expression from her face. She couldn't explain anything. Should she just tell them straight out that the people in the carriage were her friends?

What if he told them, and they suddenly changed sides here, killed that Kart, and then joined Harlan's Paladin?

I guess the power of the Saint is necessary to return to the Principality of Harlan.

But doing so would mean putting her fate in the hands of others, and Claire didn't want to do that.

At this time, only silence will do.

Carter interrupted, "Yes! Magicians are the great enemies of the Holy Church! Black-robed magician, even if you help me here, I will not be grateful to you. If I have the chance, I will give you a sword and end your sad life!"

This idiot!

Claire was almost mad.

"Ah, it seems you have something to hide."

The Bow Knight seemed to have noticed something and looked towards the carriage intentionally or unintentionally.

"But since you are standing against me, in order to express my utmost respect to such a warrior..."

He was about to get serious, when suddenly, he seemed to hear a sound.

"It's the leader's message!"

He muttered, then frowned, "What? That's not a true Saint? Her Saint Power doesn't meet the standards?"

Aled stopped what he was doing and said coldly, "So the real Saint isn't with you?"

"Damn it, are you abandoning me? You wasted so much of my time." The latter sentence was said in Harun language, but the spiritual fluctuations it emitted made the two people present understand clearly.

"What? You said she's not the real Saint. What do you mean?" Claire's face changed drastically, and the old voice that she had been suppressing and disguising was almost exposed.

"Since you're a magician, I'll give you some sound advice. You do have the talent. Although I can't see your face, I can tell from your mental fluctuations that you're very young."

"Having almost reached the threshold of 'divine revelation' is sufficient proof of your extraordinary talent. Simply staying in this 'other' realm will prevent you from seeing higher horizons. As long as that church and their gods exist in this realm, the egos of practitioners will be suppressed."

Aragorn? Claire was puzzled.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"Do you know the secret of spiritual transformation? On the surface, it seems like an individual's transition from the mundane world to the divine realm... but in reality, it lies in initiative."

The foreign knight continued, "Remember this: God does not exist. All decisions you make are your own. Don't just follow the crowd!"

Aled uttered the last sentence almost word for word. However, this sentence angered Carter, "What are you talking about, you bastard?! Do you really want to be punished by God?"

Aled looked at Carter, who was almost staggering as he leaned on his knight's sword, with mocking eyes, and casually plucked the bowstring. "Save your energy, fool. People as loyal as you are rare in this world."

"Goodbye, you two. Oh, and that 'Saint' lady."

The enemy left, but the atmosphere did not relax at all.

Claire wanted to go and see if Arya was injured, but just as she was about to look, she was blocked by Karl, "Mage! What do you want to do?"

"If you want to attack the Saint, you have to get past me first!"

No, brother, you were beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Alaid, and you are still trying to stop me?

Claire was speechless, but she still glared at him and said in a hoarse voice, "No one can stop me from doing what I want to do!"

Even when tested to this extent, the knight remained unwavering, holding the sword tightly.

“…Ah, this is such a headache.”

"Perhaps he can protect Arya well in going to the capital..."

Claire felt the blue "hot" light in her palm and thought to herself that she could just follow behind secretly and protect him from behind.

However, if one gradually approaches the headquarters of the Holy Church, the risk of being exposed will increase day by day.

Is this really okay? The most urgent thing now is to hide my identity as a witch. But the damn church, not to mention the witch, the magician is also being pursued.

If you are unlucky on the way, you may be reported by "enthusiastic" villagers, who may then launch a grand witch hunt with hoes and sickles.

Then, due to the misunderstanding of her as an "evil, vicious witch", Miss Claire's reputation was ruined in an instant.

It is said that the latest "Magic Weekly" of the neighboring Principality of Harlan often publishes the tragic experiences of these "witches", and then picks out the "possible" victims of magicians and makes some meaningful comments.

In this way, the principality can create an atmosphere of terror, bring more magicians into its trap, and achieve success.

The lovely Miss Claire didn't want to "debut" as a star in this way, and she didn't want to be regarded as a tragic witch and criticized by her peers.

If she had a choice, she would rather become a stay-at-home girl who only knows how to pick herbs, hide in the mountains and forests, and then adopt a little loli and raise her.

Unfortunately, the common people of the Cattlan Empire don’t know this. Hiding in the mountains and forests and not socializing is, in a sense, a sin.

Claire waited for Carter and the others to depart, then followed them along the wheel tracks. Looking back, she could still see the blood-soaked sky from the ruins of the battlefield, and wisps of residual magic surging across the sky.

Unfortunately, most people cannot feel these.

If I really encounter an ordinary person trying to catch a magician, I will be ruthless. Claire made up her mind.

I followed secretly along the way, and naturally I would not forget to practice.

In this world, professions like magicians and knights were only divided for political purposes. At most, there were differences during the enlightenment stage.

Take the knights of the Cattlan Empire for example. Knights do not only refer to the holy knights of the church, but more to warriors who fight with swords. They were first inspired by the breathing of barbarians.

The barbarians are tall and have amazing strength. Our ancestors observed that they unconsciously absorbed magic power, which combined with their vitality to form fighting spirit. This was later developed into a unique way of practice. Every breath they took was an exercise, and every punch and kick was a technique.

However, during the soul-inducing stage, everyone used magic to temper their bodies. Even those who previously liked to use long-range magic attacks had to switch to melee combat at this stage.

In this way, after passing the three stages of enlightenment, namely, awakening the spirit, moving the mind, and guiding the spirit, all practitioners actually reach the same destination.

But there are some people who take a different approach, such as those who only like to unleash all the power of explosion magic in one strike and then lie down for a few hours...