Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

211. Dead

Grace rode a gray deer all the way south from Mallaig. She passed through the forests and mountains and crossed a corner of the western plains. She avoided caravans and travelers along the way and did not stop in the villages along the way. The dangerous forest brought Grace some troubles. The monsters did not welcome her, but she drove them away with magic.

It was not until the evening of the next day that she finally saw the majestic Dammas Fortress.

The gray deer stopped to rest in the wilderness. After a day and night of traveling, it was breathing tiredly, and its strong limbs seemed to be emitting heat. This gray deer had the blood of a monster. If it was sold alone, it would be much more expensive than a warhorse of the same size. It was considered a "specialty" of Helansis Butana, which was mainly populated by subhumans.

Because only those demi-humans can become excellent animal trainers, these guys with monster blood are not easy to tame.

"Thank you for your hard work. Just take a rest here for a while."

Grace stroked the gray deer's neck and took out the prepared food for it, a kind of wheat bran and hay mixed with processed magic crystal powder.

She sat aside, made a fire with a snap of her fingers, and roasted the fish on a skewer with a branch.

Looking east from here, you can see the direction of the towering fortress built on the mountain. At this time in the evening, a clear dividing line has been drawn between the sky in the distant east and the fiery clouds of the setting sun.

"The Church certainly won't let Sophia leave so easily. I'm afraid she's only just left Mallaig."

Grace raised her eyes and looked at the walls of Dammas, muttered to herself, and shook her head.

"I only have about three days. Sophia is supposed to arrive. If I try to contact Vivian then, the chances of success will probably be low, so I need to find out the situation as soon as possible."

She estimated.

Grace understood the church's caution in dealing with matters concerning witches. The so-called "three days" was a relatively tolerant result, but Grace would not be surprised even if Sophia came after four or five days.

After dinner, Grace put out the bonfire and began her action.

Grace naturally couldn't enter Dammas. Any large city would be wary of some guys who looked like ordinary people but were extremely dangerous - such as vampires and their blood slaves, or witches like Grace who had broken away from the church contract, and so on.

The fortress may not be able to conduct a thorough investigation of some people with ulterior motives, but for witches with special magical properties, there is no room for tricks. However, Grace has her own way.

She stayed far enough away, concealing her figure with magic, wandering and waiting until merchants, travelers, or adventurers, farmers, and hunters returned to the fortress. Grace intercepted their path in advance.

"Tell me what you know—the rumors about the witch, and about a girl named Vivian, and about the guards at the city gate."

Grace hypnotized everyone in a commanding tone. She used this method to forcefully ask about some basic situations. Only when she was sure that the person had useful information would Grace use the abyss magic to directly search their memories - this trick was not easy to use, and Grace could only choose targets with higher value.

In order not to arouse suspicion, she also had to erase the short-term memories of these people afterwards - this was a very magic-consuming task, but it had to be done. Grace didn't want to be wanted by a huge fortress before things were settled.

But she asked several people, and it turned out that none of them had any memory of the word "witch", and these people had no impression of the name "Vivian" at all.

Memory search itself is inherently flawed, because memory itself changes with people's subjective cognition, but the public's memory is not so easy to change.

"Could it be that she's hiding her witch identity? No wonder..."

Grace quickly guessed that Vivian's identity might not be as well known as it was in Mallaig, which surprised Grace - otherwise, the existence of the witch would surely become a topic of conversation among the residents of this city after drinking. Grace did not think that these people would be so generous as to allow a witch to live in their city.

Most of the witches in the past also hid their identities, trying to hide in the crowd and live quietly... Grace's eyes flashed with memories of the past.

For the first time, Grace had a moment of hesitation, but it was very short-lived and was quickly dispelled by her.

No clues related to Vivian were found, but Grace noticed that a very eye-catching existence appeared in the memories of these people: a nun named "Elsa Faris" - various rumors about her were very popular in the tavern and were always talked about, so Grace easily obtained them.

"He seems like a rather troublesome fellow... Is he really that powerful?"

Could one person really do something as outrageous as flattening a mountain? Regardless, Grace kept a careful eye on "Elsa Faris," just in case.

After a short rest, Grace drank a bottle of magic recovery potion. She no longer wasted her magic power on searching these people's memories. Instead, she focused on giving them hypnotic suggestions and temporarily recruiting them as her subordinates. Grace herself had no way to enter the city, so she could only use this rather stupid method to slowly explore.

Soon, her magic power was exhausted and her spirit was extremely tired. Magic power can be replenished through potions, but it is difficult to recover the spirit in a short time. She stopped the magic. There were four people standing in front of her. They were all people who were hypnotized by her, including a hunter, an adventurer, and two farmers.

"Go and bring me the information I want."

Grace waved her hand, and they dispersed with dazed expressions. Only when they returned to the fortress did their eyes suddenly become clear - but they did not notice anything unusual at all, and did not remember what had just happened. In their memories, they did not realize that their time had been "erased", even though the sky had changed.

They also didn't know that an order had been implanted in their minds - to inquire about the information related to the nun named "Vivian Trawins".

Grace was waiting outside the city. After thinking for a while, she made some psychedelic powder with the materials in her space ring. At this time, two figures came on horseback from the direction of the fields east of the city. Grace noticed that they seemed to be mages from the Magician Corps. Their uniforms were rare.

Grace's eyes lit up.

The members of the Magician Corps were a good target—she intercepted them immediately, and they fell into Grace's control before a fight even took place.

But to Grace's surprise, her abyss magic did not work this time.

She could not find the memories of the two magicians.

"No? Impossible... How could there be no? Wait..."

Grace frowned slightly, and despite her fatigue, she began to examine the souls of the two people - however, their souls were a twisted mass of chaos, completely different from normal human souls.

"Dead puppet?"

Grace was stunned.

These two people were not living people, but undead puppets with only human shells - where did such low-level puppets get their memories? Of course she couldn't find any, even though their appearance was so lifelike that it fooled Grace at first.

Grace had never seen such exquisite and ingenious necromancy. If she didn't directly probe into the soul, she would not be able to find anything unusual.

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212. This shouldn't happen (4K5)

The bustling streets, the crowded alleys, the setting sun casting its colors from the distant sky, the warm and beautiful clouds - the rosy glow divides the buildings in the city into two halves of light and dark, the chubby sparrows stand in groups of three or two on the terraces and on the towering spires, chirping towards somewhere unknown.

The evening breeze is not as refreshing as the morning breeze, but has an indescribable but unforgettable haziness.

I like it very much——

This city, every place is so beautiful.

If only she were a little more talkative, Vivian thought.

Because she wanted to talk to Elsa, talk a lot, she really wanted to understand Elsa better.

Vivian held Elsa's hand, the warmth and touch of her fingertips seeming to penetrate her skin and melt into her blood, pumped throughout her body by her throbbing heartbeat. They made their way through the throngs of people, sometimes sitting by the square and watching the bustling street scene, sometimes walking past the towering clock tower and gazing at the fields below. From the distant horizon where the sun set to the shouting, noisy streets, Vivian's eyes never left Elsa. Elsa's bright and charming smile captivated her, like she was drunk for the first time, dreaming a dream she had never had as a child.

When no one else noticed, Elsa gently picked up her hand, as if holding an overflowing cup of pearls, or gently supporting a white feather - then, Elsa's beautiful lips gently fell on her wrist, the soft touch caressing her with her breath.

Vivian had never seen such etiquette as kissing the wrist. She had only seen people squatting down and kissing the back of the hand.

Apparently, Elsa was doing something she didn't know about again.

"Speaking of which, when did you start liking me?"

"Hey?"

As Elsa spoke, her breath hit her skin, and the itchy feeling made Vivian suddenly realize something - her hands were not good-looking, because she had calluses from training, and they were not as clean and soft as Elsa's.

Vivian subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but Aisha caught it easily.

"Is it something you can't tell me? If that's the case, I won't ask."

"No...just..."

Vivian didn't know how to say the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"I'm not sure... I just like it... I don't know when I started to like it..."

"So... am I Vivian's first one? The first person she fell in love with."

"Um……"

Unlike Vivian, Elsa could always say such words calmly, and every time she said it, Vivian's cheeks would feel hot.

But she found that she really liked the feeling.

"I am very happy."

Elsa raised her deep eyes, and gently stroked Vivian's palm, fingers, and fingertips with her fingertips, then slid in between her fingers, kneading them gently, which was very comfortable. Elsa's beautiful canine teeth were revealed under her lips - Vivian could not understand the meaning in Elsa's eyes.

"Um...Elsa...what are you doing?"

"Prank~" Aisha said, "Don't move."

A slight sting in her wrist made Vivian unconsciously tighten her fingers. She saw Elsa's lips linger briefly on her wrist, leaving behind a row of small, neat teeth marks, a trace of silver, and a little red mark from kissing and sucking.

"From now on, you are mine - where I come from, kissing the wrist means possession."

Elsa said with a smile, and for the first time, Vivian saw a little playful smile in Elsa's eyes.

She was stunned.

Elsa is very beautiful, and has always been beautiful, but most of the time this beauty is covered up by the nun's uniform. But the more you spend time with Elsa, the more you can discover her charm.

Vivian subconsciously recalled the charming glimpse she had when she was taking a bath with Elsa. Elsa had a plump yet slender figure, and every inch of her skin was just right.

When I think of that memory now, it gives me an indescribable dreamlike feeling.

"Today's time is so short. It's already evening before I knew it. Do you want to go home?"

Vivian lowered her eyelashes, held Aisha's hand, and her steps became hesitant.

"Or, is there any other place Vivian wants to go?"

Vivian raised her eyes and saw Elsa, and saw the colors of the sunset reflected in Elsa's eyes.

"I...want to see the sunset..."

Elsa smiled, her bright eyes curved into crescents.

"Then I happen to know a place, come with me."

Aisha took Vivian's hand.

The touch of interlocking fingers was intoxicating, and the rosy and translucent lip color was intoxicating. Just looking at Elsa, it was as if the fragrance of Elsa's lips was flowing out in the breath -

"Right here, it seems like we can almost see the sunset."

Following Elsa, Vivian walked through the alley and came to the middle terrace of the clock tower. From here, they could see the sunset in the west and the plains and a corner of the forest in the distance. Lush green and golden colors spread out. In fact, the view would be better at the top of the clock tower, but if they ran up without permission, the administrator here would probably be embarrassed.

Moreover, if she stood too high, she would be easily seen by others. Vivian was wearing a short skirt used for combat, and it would be bad if she was exposed.

Elsa sat down on the spot and looked at the sunset. Vivian also sat close to Elsa.

Vivian looked at Elsa's profile, and the sunset in the distance became blurred.

"It's so beautiful—I don't feel this way when I'm alone. It turns out you really need two to watch the sunset. Does Vivian think so too?"

Elsa exclaimed in admiration. The beautiful red lips were reflected in Vivian's eyes. She quickly looked away and looked at the sunset in the distance, taking both the distance and Elsa into her field of vision. The sunset in the distance dragged layers of burning clouds and sank towards the horizon. The scorching light became deeper and deeper, and a dazzling arc appeared on the horizon.

It is a beautiful view, but it is easy to overlook it in normal times.

Perhaps it was because I had seen this view so many times alone that I had become completely accustomed to it? So when we went from being alone to being with someone else, the sunset view became special again.

"Hmm... looks good..."

Vivian saw Aisha's eyelashes tremble.

Vivian held Aisha's hand tightly, pursed her lips, and wanted to get closer to Aisha.

The color of the sunset grew darker, and the night fell from the eastern sky. The city gradually sank into the night. Lights and candles began to light up in the fortress, and the clock tower became increasingly hazy. Perhaps it was because people tend to become nervous at night, or perhaps it was because Vivian realized something, and sweat oozed from her palms.

Vivian's heart was calling out for a kiss with Elsa.

In the cosmetics store, Vivian experienced the "intimacy between lovers" for the first time, and the feeling of kissing Elsa easily captured Vivian.

It was the first time she realized how blissful it was to have the scent of her lover on her breath.

"Let's go back when it gets dark. Aunt Filia and Aunt Sophia should have gone back long ago."

Elsa said, turning her head to look at Vivian - Vivian didn't know whether she was really unable to hide her inner thoughts, or Elsa wanted to kiss her as much as she did, Elsa's cheek naturally moved closer.

Vivian also closed her eyes nervously.

Then came the soft kiss. Elsa's kiss was shallow and soft, while Vivian's was awkward and sticky, with heavy breathing. She was even so nervous that she bit Elsa - although she wouldn't break Elsa's lips at all, and it probably wouldn't hurt Elsa, but Vivian felt that she wanted to kiss but couldn't learn how to kiss at all, which was really embarrassing.

But for Elsa, this is exactly what makes Vivian so cute.

Vivian didn't know how much time had passed until she ran out of breath and their lips parted.

"It's dark already."

Elsa's voice drifted over with the evening breeze, carrying the fragrance of Elsa's breath, and Vivian's heartbeat seemed to be about to burst through her chest.

It was getting dark and it was time to go back, but neither Elsa nor Vivian got up.

People were coming and going under the clock tower, and the city welcomed the prosperity of the night, but no one noticed the figure on the clock tower in the dark night.

"Don't make any noise."