I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

The murderous intent lingered around, and several knights also noticed that something was wrong. One of the knights even warned directly,

"What are you going to do? This is the capital, not a place where you can act wildly."

The knight pointed to the holy pattern on the city wall that emitted a faint golden light.

Several other knights also began to mobilize their own holy power. Their power resonated with the holy patterns on the city wall, forming a powerful magic circle.

A formation... There seemed to be the power of laws in it. Claire's eyes were like water.

"The king's order makes no sense! It's an insult to adventurers!"

Claire said coldly, "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

She took a deep breath, and the aura on her body began to become more violent. The aura of the ethereal spirit continued to rise, almost reaching the level of "sacred".

The faces of the Holy Knights changed drastically, and they immediately mobilized their holy power to subdue Claire.

As the holy power surged, the seals on the city wall seemed to awaken, emitting a dazzling light. Countless magic circles intertwined in the air, forming a massive formation that pressed towards Claire.

However, when the magic circle touched Claire, a shocking scene occurred.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier around Claire's body. When the energy of the magic circle touched her body, it quickly dissipated like melting ice and snow, turning into tiny drops of light rain that fell into the air.

"What the hell is going on?" A knight cursed. He had been guarding the city's defense array for many years and had never seen such a scene.

"Wind and Thunder Strike——"

Claire threw a punch, and the power of wind and thunder surged, and a large amount of magic power exploded rapidly. The knights were like leaves blown away by the wind, flying backwards and crashing into the city wall, groaning incessantly.

The holy pattern on the city wall trembled slightly under Claire's impact, but it did not break.

"It's quite hard, isn't it?" Claire grinned.

Seeing that the Holy Knights were already lying on the ground, they were unable to fight back.

So, without saying a word, Claire walked to the carriage, opened the door, and carefully carried the unconscious Raziel out.

She gently stroked Raziel's face, "...If it weren't for the wrong timing, I would really like to kiss you."

There was no way around it, Claire was just that strong.

Holding Raziel, he no longer cared about shocking the world. With the magic power gushing out, he flew quickly to a remote mountain.

This place was a good place to hide from the pursuit because it was rarely visited by people. She found a secluded cave and placed Raziel inside. Then she took out a piece of paper and wrote a letter.

In the letter, she briefly explained the situation.

"You must not come in again. Go to Loma, I will definitely find you, and then we will go to Harlan together."

"I promised you, join the burning dusk, be careful..."

After finishing the letter, Claire placed it next to Raziel, looked at her deeply, and then turned and left the cave.

On the way, she muttered to herself, "The situation forced me to fight without thinking... Was I too reckless? It caused such a big fuss."

"I'll come out after I check Arya's condition... I don't know if I'll be so lucky next time."

"Well, it doesn't matter. I only believe in my fists. Even the divine can't stop me! Even the higher-level unrestrained powerful ones, their laws can't do anything to me."

After leaving the cave, Claire quickly entered the royal capital through another gate.

Fortunately, she did not encounter any obstacles this time.

The soldier guarding the gate just looked at her strangely and didn't ask any questions.

Claire took the opportunity to quickly pass through the city gate, avoiding the patrolling Holy Knights and disappeared into the streets of the royal capital.

......

In a remote tavern, Claire used magic to disguise herself as a muscular man, the same one she had before.

Sheila had seen Clay's appearance before, and she would definitely recognize him if she met him.

Sure enough, there were more Holy Knights patrolling the streets, checking everyone one by one.

“It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack!”

Although it is the royal capital, it is futile to try to find someone in a capital city!

Claire's sharp eyes caught sight of an unexpected person, and her forehead twitched as she blurted out, "What the hell is Karlter?"

Karlte was wearing a neat knight's uniform and scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes. He was obviously on patrol.

She still had a deep impression of this loyal knight.

Carter was still stuck in the realm of divine enlightenment, and the pressure she had put on her not long ago was nothing more than yesterday's news...

"Hey! Kart!"

Claire stood on the street corner, her hands raised high, waving excitedly at Carter who was patrolling in the distance.

"Who are you?" Kart turned around when he heard the call.

He had never seen such a strong man.

"Have you forgotten? I'm Clay. You used to play with me when you were little?"

"Hmm?" The confusion on Carter's face grew even more intense. He carefully examined Claire, trying to find a trace of the past in this unfamiliar face.

After thinking hard, he slapped his head and said, "Oh, it's Clay. Long time no see, how are the other friends in the orphanage?"

"..."

Well, Claire was too exhausted to complain.

"Of course I'm fine." She forced a smile.

"......" Carter didn't know what to say. In fact, he was unfamiliar with this muscular man, but if he pretended not to know him, how would his former companions look at him when they found out?

He thought of the past and sighed.

Born as an orphan, he was chosen by the Holy Church as a seed of knights because of his outstanding talent.

From being a boy serving a lowly priest, to being a sword boy of a knight, and finally... after going through untold hardships, he climbed to his current position.

I still cannot forget the suffering the boy endured!

Looking back on the past, everything seems like a passing cloud. Looking at my friends in the orphanage back then, I can’t help but feel that fate is fickle.

He remembered what he had read in a book before: John was admitted to the Knight Academy, William took over and became a noble, and I worked as a salesperson in a store: we all had a bright future.

Although he still doesn't dare to contact his old friends, fearing that they would be frightened by his glorious image and then feel inferior, he is not a person who forgets his roots!

"Always remember to be a perfect knight!"

Claire was startled by his sudden words and patted her chest, saying, "Why are you shouting so loudly? You're scaring me to death."

"Uh... sorry, sorry." Knight Cart didn't know what to say and was sweating anxiously.

He was not ready for the sudden contact with his childhood friends.

"How have you been lately? Oh, you've really made some progress."

"Fortunately, everything went as planned."

"Okay, that's good."

"What are you investigating?"

"Oh...oh, it seems that the guests invited by the king had some misunderstanding and rushed out of the city gate." Cart said with a wry smile.

"Huh? Misunderstanding?" Claire felt bad.