Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

The reason why a holy object is a holy object is that in addition to its unique and powerful power, there are several necessary elements. One of them is inexhaustible energy. Of course, this does not mean that the energy of the holy object is really so abundant that it can't be used up, but the holy object itself will generate and filter energy and store it. It itself is like the magic core of a monster. It has changed from a dead object to an existence similar to a "magic organ".

As for why the holy relics possessed such power, no one could explain it. To this day, no one had been able to explain the origins of holy relics. The few speculations that existed were merely conjectures based on the characteristics of the relics, like "finding common ground." For example, holy relics often appeared in ruins rich in magical essence, leading people to speculate that the emergence of holy relics might require the cleansing of vast amounts of magical essence and the immersion of them over a long period of time. However, no one could verify the extent to which these two factors played a role in the creation of holy relics.

"This is indeed my pendant, but it wasn't like this when I placed it in the castle."

Elsa couldn't help but feel surprised when she looked at Tricia's luminous pendant, because she clearly remembered that it was just an ordinary pendant in her hand. Elsa's memory was not bad, so she would not make mistakes in remembering the things she carried with her.

"However, I can't pinpoint its special features. All I can confirm is that it can bestow a 'blessing' upon living beings within a certain range, has a certain degree of resistance to soul magic, and can suppress the souls of the dead and vengeful spirits."

Tricia said.

"As for the rest, I'm afraid we'll have to explore it slowly."

There are many holy objects whose uses were not actually understood when they were first discovered. Perhaps some holy objects are not suitable for combat. This requires time to discover little by little. Moreover, many holy objects are able to continue to grow. It is impossible to simply make a conclusion about any holy object.

Rather than this, what Tricia wanted to know was why the holy object appeared in Elsa's hand.

Tricia didn't think that the cross pendant was a holy object. If it was, she would not have been unaware of it. Moreover, the cross pendant looked too ordinary, and there had never been any record of such an object becoming a holy object. Generally speaking, holy objects were weapons and protective gear, and they were originally very exquisite. It was believed that "only objects that have undergone a large amount of soul power in battle can become holy objects." Some people also believed that "the higher the quality of the material, the more likely it is to become the prototype of a holy object." After all, only objects that are strong enough can withstand the corrosion of magic and time, and weapons engraved with magic circuits are obviously more adaptable to magic.

Tricia tried to hold the pendant closer to Aisha and asked, "Aisha, can you feel anything?"

"Nothing special... just like usual."

Elsa shook her head regretfully.

Elsa couldn't help but feel regretful that the holy object was right in front of her but had no effect. She didn't have any greed for the holy object, but she was always curious.

Tricia wasn't surprised.

"Can you hold it?"

"I'll try—it should be fine."

"Just like usual..."

Elsa tried her best to control the power of her own magic to dispel it, and slowly raised her hand to hold the pendant - everything was normal, the light of the pendant did not dissipate because of Elsa's touch, but its light became a little distorted. Tricia knew that it was because the holy light was rejected by Elsa and formed a distorted light.

"Phew, it's okay."

Tricia felt relieved. She was really afraid that Elsa would accidentally destroy the holy relic - although she was sure that the appearance of this thing was closely related to Elsa, she was not sure whether Elsa could copy another holy relic.

Tricia smiled and asked, "This is your stuff, Aisha, what are you going to do with it?"

This made Elsa a little troubled. Although the pendant was indeed hers, in Elsa's memory it was just an ordinary silver cross.

"Hmm...it's not very useful in my hands...Can Tricia use it?"

Aisha asked.

Tricia smiled. "You just want me to handle it, right?"

Indeed, if it was a gift, Elsa would choose a more appropriate pendant instead of a cross, especially the standard silver cross held by church clergy, which represented the meaning of "being a member of the Holy See" in this world and was not suitable for Tricia's neutral position.

After thinking about it, it is not appropriate to give it to Charlie - vampires and holy light magic are not very compatible. Although some holy light magic can heal the injuries of vampires, some holy light will hurt vampires. This seems to be because that kind of light happens to overlap with a specific wavelength in sunlight.

"Since it's a holy relic, there should be someone who needs it and uses its power for the right purpose. That person deserves it more than I do." Aisha glanced in the direction of Knight Wo Kress and sighed softly. "But I don't want its existence to cause unnecessary disputes. If that were the case, I would destroy it now."

Wo Cress and the knights all felt a jolt in their hearts when they heard this.

what?

destroy?

Are you going to destroy a holy relic that only appears with great difficulty just because of a disagreement?

Even Tricia couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Only you, Aisha, can say such a thing."

Of course, Tricia didn't want to destroy it. Even if it was some evil or ominous things, Tricia would try her best to preserve them, such as the War Demon General's heavy sword - power itself has no distinction between justice and evil, the only difference is the person who uses it.

A sacred object is of great significance to humanity, how could Tricia want to destroy it?

But if Aisha was going to do this, Tricia would definitely not stop her.

Aisha shook her head. "I'm serious, Tricia. If its power is truly given by me as you say, then I must take responsibility. I mean, if its appearance only brings disputes, then its value itself is questionable. But at the same time, if it can be used well, I will be happy for it."

Having said that, Aisha paused.

"I think I know how to find its next owner."

Aisha said.

"Oh?" Tricia showed an interested expression. "You're not just going to choose between Vivian, Mira, and Filia, are you?"

Tricia teased deliberately.

Elsa couldn't help but smile.

"If this thing is really made by me, then I will choose a more suitable gift for them."

Aisha glanced at the pendant in her hand.

"I was just thinking I could 'lend' it. It's not a gift, so if it's not used properly, I'll take it back in my name. Similarly, if someone tries to steal it, I won't stand idly by. Tricia, you said I'm strong, right? Do you think I can enforce the rules with my strength?"

Tricia smiled.

"Of course, you can definitely do it with your strength."

Tricia had considered this approach, but it would almost be Elsa single-handedly ensuring the operation of this set of rules. Is this really appropriate for Elsa? By doing this, Elsa might not even have established good relations with other countries before she has already made enemies.

Tricia also had such hesitation.

Now that Elsa said it herself, Tricia naturally had no reason to disagree.

"If this is what you have decided on, Aisha, then go ahead and do it. I will always stand by you."

Tricia said.

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399. A stance is just a stance

Wrapped in a thick cloak, Ryanfort rode on the back of a horned deer and headed north.

When the news that Wo Cress had handed the holy relic to Elsa and Tricia reached Duke Ryanfort's ears, Ryanfort's face had become so gloomy that it almost froze.

He raised his head and looked at the silvery crescent moon, his gaze swaying with the steps of the horned deer, and he sighed deeply.

"Is it true..."

He couldn't help but shake his head, but didn't show much surprise.

He wasn't stupid. He'd learned of what had happened in the Imperial Capital while in Clindekron. So, why had the Queen left her most powerful subordinate, Cassius Harvey, in the Imperial Capital? Ryanfort had already dispatched the troops temporarily stationed in the Earldoms of Seyavis and Leonard in the Western Province to the North.

It is impossible that Her Majesty the Queen is unaware of the movements of these troops, but even so, the Queen still left the ace in the imperial capital and allowed Ryan Fort's troops to go to the north. Isn't this equivalent to handing over the holy relic to someone else?

Isn't this strange?

Ryan Fort never thought that Her Majesty the Queen was an impulsive person who acted without thinking, so when his initial anger was dispelled by reason, he immediately realized that the Queen must have been fully prepared - the so-called confidence, that's why she was like this.

At this point, Ryanfort had no other choice - either continue to fight for the holy relic and give it a try, or endure the loss of the Black Nether Armor.

Everyone knows how to choose, right?

So what was Her Majesty's preparation for the North? Ryan Fort preferred to believe that the Queen had joined forces with the old noble family of Valentine stationed in the North, but it was clear that reality was taking a direction he least wanted to see—the Saint Sister and the Sage had taken action.

With the Valentine family as his opponent, Ryanfort still has a chance to try - those old nobles certainly possess extremely strong strength, but they are ultimately the setting sun. The power in Ryanfort's hands is not afraid of them at all, and those old nobles are all bound by ancient contracts. Except for the tribesmen who go out for training, they almost never leave the territory they guard. This is one of their biggest weaknesses.

But facing the Holy Nun and the Sage... No, Ryanfort would never be a match for those two people, at least not now. Without the "Armor of Darkness", and the brave Madeleine Fishmand had not grown up yet, he had no cards in his hand that could compete with these two people.

What's more, this generation of holy nuns is not simple.

"Pass the order down, the mission is terminated."

Ryanfort's tone was much more relaxed than he had imagined. He sighed and said to his adjutant Theoford.

Seeing Ryanfort's gloomy expression, Theoford couldn't help but say, "My lord, why don't we give it a try? Even if she's a sage, she can't be unreasonable... The relic was discovered within our empire. Since she claims to be no longer an imperial citizen, she looked down on us first. Why should we put up with this?"

Ryanfort glanced at Theofeld indifferently.

"The Mystic Sage will always be the pride of the Empire. She is a hero and the most important companion of the previous Hero. Although we disagree with her, whether our stance is right or wrong, Theofred, you must respect her no matter what. Do you understand? I will pretend I didn't hear what you just said, and please don't mention it again."

Ryan Forte himself didn't know how much of his words were true and how much were false, but there was one thing he said without a trace of falsehood - the Mystic Sage was his daughter's most important companion, a comrade-in-arms who had entrusted his life to each other.

That's enough.

Even if one day, Ryan Fort mastered a powerful enough force, even if that power was enough to defeat the Mystic Sage, he would definitely not kill the Mystic Sage, because the Sage was one of the few witnesses who accompanied his daughter's growth and battles, life and ideals.

How many people in this world still deeply remember and understand his daughter? Most people just take it for granted and enjoy it, then use hypocritical praise to praise someone who has long passed away. In fact, many people don't even know his daughter's name. They only admire her as a "brave person."

In people's eyes, anyone who is "brave" is powerful and omnipotent, and all the sacrifices made by the brave are taken for granted. Isn't simply praising greatness a form of manipulation? Does showing the world a glamorous side make all the effort and pain insignificant?

Isn't that ridiculous? He's tired of hearing that.

But the Secret Sage is different. Ryan Fort knows why the Secret Sage gave up his identity as an imperial citizen, how much effort the Secret Sage has made to save his daughter, and why the Secret Sage has been stationed in the fortress on the border of the empire for more than 30 years.

The Arcane Sage continues the will of the Saint and the Brave.

Ryan Fort knew that the Mystic Sage might end up standing against him, but he would never question the person his daughter trusted the most.

We have different positions, but we are not enemies.

He could understand why the sage allowed the demons to continue to exist, but understanding was ultimately just a rational judgment. He could never forgive his daughter's death, and could not get over his own torture.

"So...should we go back to the imperial capital or return to the southern border?"

"Keep going. Sheathing the sword is just making way for negotiations. Since the sage is still there, she's naturally willing to talk to us. Since we left the imperial capital, I have a lot to ask her."

……

There was light snow falling from the sky, and a bright crescent moon was hanging high in the night sky. It was already very late at night.

Everyone gathered around a bonfire under the half-collapsed tower. The warmth dispelled the severe cold of the North. Some knights were resting - they had not slept for a day and two nights, and escorting the holy relics made them constantly tense, and now was the time to be tired.

Elsa and Tricia were still fiddling with the holy relic pendant, which seemed very strange to Wo Cress - if the holy relic belonged to them, why did they look so unfamiliar with it?

However, Wo Cress did not say anything. As one of the twelve commanders of the Royal Knights, he would never question any orders or decisions of the Queen even if he had doubts in his heart.

What Wo Cress didn't know was that Elsa and Tricia didn't care about the special effects of the pendant. What they were studying now was how to reproduce the miracle of the birth of the holy relic.

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400, Numbers Popping Up on the Panel [Update 3]

By the time the snow stopped, most of the night had passed and a faint glow was appearing in the distant sky.

Near dawn is the coldest time of the day. The knights guarding outside made a fire, set up a pot, put the dried fish and air-dried meat they brought with them into the pot to cook, and also added some seasonings in a serious manner. Before, in order to avoid the Duke's troops, they could only eat dry rations, did not dare to make a fire, and had no time to slowly process the rations to make them more delicious. Now they can finally leisurely drink a mouthful of delicious hot soup with salt.

The only pity is that due to the mission, no one is allowed to drink.

The ruined village became a little more lively because of their arrival.

Wo Cress gazed at the distant sky, then turned and looked at the Mystic Sage and the Holy Sister. In the reflection of the flickering bonfire, the Sage seemed tired, leaning diagonally on the Holy Sister's legs, his shoulders rising and falling evenly, and he seemed to have fallen into a light sleep.

The Holy Nun clutched the holy object in her hand and gently placed her cloak on the shoulders of the Sage. Only then did Wo Cress realize that the Holy Nun was only wearing very thin clothes. Although it was still snowy outside, she didn't seem to feel the cold at all.

Is this the blessing of the Holy Light? Wo Kress couldn't help but wonder.

The holy nun seemed not to notice the gazes around her. She was quietly flipping through a thick book, occasionally stirring the bonfire or adding some firewood to make the fire burn more vigorously.

This scene is really shocking.

Anyway, Wo Cress felt something was indescribably strange, and not just him, but the knights felt the same way - one of these two people was a legendary mystical sage, and the other was a holy nun who was rumored to be quite scary recently. Before meeting them, everyone naturally portrayed them as noble, mysterious, holy, and solemn in their hearts, but after actually meeting them, there was a strange and huge gap between them.

If you ignore their identities, they look no different from the adventurers you see everywhere, and they seem to have a really good relationship, like a pair of sisters.

Wo Kress looked away. It was very impolite to stare at others.

At this time, Tricia's shoulders moved, and a very soft moan came into Elsa's ears. Tricia woke up.

"Do you feel better?"

Aisha asked.

Tricia raised her hand and gently rubbed her hair, then looked at Elsa, "Thanks to Elsa, I feel much better."

Although Tricia had been staying by Elsa's side, the devil's curse did not take effect. However, she had not rested for a long time and had been experimenting with magic. Without Elsa's massage or healing fluids, it was inevitable that she would feel tired. So Tricia leaned on Elsa's legs and rested for a while.

Seeing the tired Tricia made Elsa more determined to quickly figure out how to seal her body fluids. While Tricia was resting, Elsa kept looking through the magic books that Tricia gave her.