I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

After leaving the town at the foot of the mountain, the two headed straight for the city of Roma.

Because there are still some pursuers on the road, I can only continue to use camouflage magic.

Some people believe that the magic of disguise should not be used too often, otherwise one will lose one's true self in this intersubjectivity, and eventually lead to the rampage of inner demons and be unable to extricate oneself.

In the past, there were men who often dressed themselves as women, which led to cognitive bias in their sexual psychology and made them unable to tell who they were.

In fact, as long as you find your place in this spiritual system, you should be able to live a free life. However, for some people, being overly obsessed with their own identity and indulging in external forms of fame is actually identifying with the position given to them in this society.

If one is merely surviving in the world, then accepting one's identity is fine. However, spiritual practice is a path of transcendence, and one must resolutely break free from these shackles and recognize one's true self.

"According to the legend of Roma City, Emperor Argon abandoned the martial arts he had developed here and did not pass it on to future generations."

"In fact, he has been selfless and has passed on the Dharma to those who are suitable for him - those with pure hearts."

Arriving in Roma City, Claire looked at the statue of Emperor Argon.

The statue was carved from the hardest obsidian and towered up to the sky, almost touching the horizon.

Emperor Argon has a solemn face and deep eyes. He holds a holy sword, wears a battle robe, and has a majestic posture.

"Where is Raziel?"

"I asked her to wait at the tavern where she stayed before."

"Where's Arya?"

"That's the tavern where I asked my partner to deliver me."

...Could it be that the two of them are together?

Claire was about to go to the Adventurer's Hotel to look for the two's whereabouts, but suddenly she heard a commotion on the street.

"?"

Silla suddenly grabbed Claire's sleeve and pointed at the bustling crowd.

Raziel, the woman with nothing, had her hands tied tightly with thick ropes, and her skinny body was tied to the pillar of the prison van with an expressionless face.

Next to her was Arya, who looked very sad.

"..."

That idiot...didn't he tell her to keep a low profile?

And how come Arya was also arrested?

"Oh my god. I'm so impressed."

Miss Raziel, a wide-area magician in the Void Realm, is not good at close combat. If she does not have a vanguard in front of a group of ferocious paladins, she will be in great danger.

The crowd on the street was very emotional, with angry shouts coming one after another. These ignorant people had no idea what a witch or a magician was.

Just curse anyway.

"Damn disaster witch!"

"Silver Demon!!"

"The black demon!" Well, that's Arya.

Seeing the people cooperating so well, the leading knight stood on a high ground on the street and said loudly,

"These two shameless witches have desecrated the tomb of Emperor Argon. This is disrespectful to the entire kingdom! They must be executed!"

Well, Raziel must have been plotting to get Argon's secrets of Holy Light, and Arya must have made friends with him and ended up acting with Raziel by accident.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Since Arya was arranged to wait in the Adventurer's Hotel, she met Raziel who looked bored.

Raziel's mysterious look successfully attracted Arya.

After a few interactions, the two became good friends.

Raziel is a true magician who has always had a strong interest in Argon's holy light secrets, so she plans to sneak into Argon's tomb.

The natural Raziel didn't say much, and Arya didn't know that Raziel was going to rob a tomb, so she volunteered to go and help.

Then the two were arrested.

Claire had a headache. Had she not considered the consequences of being caught? If she hadn't come, they would have been beheaded.

"This is too dangerous."

Raziel looked indifferent, but when she looked around, her eyes lit up and she saw Claire with a helpless look on her face. Claire had only changed the color of her hair, and her face had not been altered by magic.

"Hey, hey, she's not going to die like this without any preparation, is she?"

Well, Miss Arya has begun to accept her fate. She is whimpering something and tears are dripping down her face.

poor child.

It is impossible for Raziel to face death unprepared, perhaps she has a trump card.

But time was running out, and Claire couldn't just sit back and watch the show. She had no time to waste on such things.

The prisoner wagon slowly approached, escorted by a group of heavily armored soldiers, including some ethereal knights. The sound of chains and shackles echoed in the air, sounding particularly harsh.

Claire slowly blocked the direction of the prison van.

"Ok?"

The team leader, led by the latter, looked puzzled and then shouted, "Back off!"

The onlookers around looked at the evil girl in front of them with complicated eyes.

Well, the public has sharp eyes, and of course they can tell at a glance that the girl in armor in front of them is definitely not a serious person.

Not to mention he was wearing a huge pair of boxing gloves.

"Witch, she is a witch. So am I."

Claire pointed proudly at the speechless Raziel and dazed Arya in the cage.

"what?"

The team leader was stunned for a moment, then realized that this guy was a prisoner kidnapper. He then grinned, "Great, now I have a credit!"

At the knight's command, the heavily armored knight immediately rushed towards Clareza with a spear in hand.

Behind, Sheila was still watching the show.

Claire suddenly swung her fist!

Suddenly, his whole body was filled with endless murderous aura, and the entire sky was rolling with his violent punch.

The crimson fist wind instantly condensed into a cannonball and blasted towards the team.

The team leader then realized that something was wrong and quickly raised his shield to block it.

boom--

The knight team, who had not even reached the holy realm, was instantly knocked to the ground by the wind of fists.

"That's it?"

Claire put her hands on her hips, "Who else?!"

"Witch, don't be crazy!!"

Only a whistling sound was heard in the air, and it turned out to be the leader of the Holy Church stationed in Roma City!

The old man held a scepter, and his aged body crossed the space and flashed in front of everyone. As soon as he stood firm, he took a closer look.

"Hiss—it's a powerful holy being!"

"Everyone, run!"

The old pastor's eyes almost popped out. This was a powerful sacred being who had comprehended the laws. No matter how many virtual spirits came, it would be useless.

Seeing the priest and the knight running away, Claire didn't continue to attack.

The team leader, however, was very stubborn. He fell to the ground and said viciously, "Kill me!"

"You're quite courageous."

Claire kicked him hard somewhere on his body, and he let out a cry.

"Don't humiliate me!"

Claire increased her strength.

"I was wrong..."

It seemed that he saw that all his teammates had run away, and then he trembled and murmured, lying on the ground with his butt sticking up.

"My dear witch ladies, please spare my life."

Well, he recognized him. Isn’t this the wanted criminal in the imperial capital?

Claire nodded in satisfaction.

On the steps of the Cathedral Church in Loma City.

Claire stood on it, looking at the church standing in front of her.

Behind the majestic hall, the setting sun is like blood.

The holy flag fluttered in the cold wind.

The people below glared angrily, but dared not speak out.

The Reverend is now laughing as if he is crying.

Now standing next to Claire, his spiritual sense felt even more vividly.

"Nah! This is the aura of the legendary Son of God. Has she already crossed the boundaries of mortals?"

The priest had a resentful look on his face as he directed the saints below to remove the wanted posters from the streets again and again. The soldiers below were also busy helping to maintain order.

Well, sometimes people’s enthusiasm can be a headache.

Lady Claire said that if anyone spits in front of her again, she will kill the believers!

What a devilish act this is!