Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Of course, Tricia could completely recover from fatigue through meditation. For her, sleeping is not as effective as meditation. But between "sitting alone and meditating" and "leaning on Elsa's soft and elastic thighs and taking a nap", there is no possibility of making a wrong choice.

"Don't force yourself."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Tricia smiled lazily, looking extremely charming.

At this time, seeing that Tricia had woken up, Wo Kress stood up and said:

"Well, Lady Saint Sister and Lady Mystic Sage, since the holy relic has been returned to its rightful owner, we will now take our leave. You two have annihilated the vampires of Marquis Fabrick's territory. The people of Marquis Fabrick's territory will offer their gratitude and blessings for the peace you have brought. However, even though the vampires of Marquis Fabrick's territory have been eliminated, the area is still in ruins. My subordinates and I cannot leave it alone.

I have orders to follow, so please forgive me for being so late."

The order that Wo Cress originally received was to take over the affairs of the Marquisate of Fabric. These knights were the advance team. After all, the teleportation array could not transport too many people at a time. Their mission was to occupy the place and protect the safety of the people there, and by the way, investigate whether there were any remnants of the vampires.

Now that the relic has been handed over to Elsa, Wo Kress plans to return to his duties.

Tricia understood what Wo Kress was thinking, but she didn't answer immediately. Instead, she glanced at the dark sky and shook her head.

"Don't worry, just take a break here and wait a little longer. As for the Marquis of Fabrice's territory, don't worry, someone has already taken over."

Tricia conveniently used magic to mask her voice so that only Aisha and Vo Cress could hear it.

"Also, your knight has already informed Duke Ryanfort of the situation here. I believe someone will come to greet you soon. You don't have to rush."

This is already clear. Although the holy relic has now returned to Elsa's hands, the people sent by the Duke may not let Wo Cress go - no one will be willing to make a wasted trip. The holy relic can no longer be obtained, and it is impossible to attack Tricia and Elsa. So who knows if those people will suddenly turn their spearheads to Wo Cress and the knights?

Wo Cress narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and saw the person Tricia was pointing at - the man was being stared at by Wo Cress, but was completely unaware and was whispering something with the knight next to him.

Cress knew him, a man who seemed easy to get along with. His strength was considered average in the Knights Order. He had been in the Knights Order for three or four years but had never received any special evaluation. From all angles, he was not a person who would leave much of an impression on others. Compared with other people in the Knights Order, his existence seemed so unremarkable.

But unfortunately, the sage had no need to lie to him. Since the sage said that this person passed the message to Duke Ryanfort, then this person should be the spy planted by Duke Ryanfort in his team. After this mission is completed, he will immediately transfer this person from the Knights Templar, which can be regarded as a small return gift to the Duke.

"Thank you."

W. Cress gave a chivalric salute.

Tricia didn't say anything more.

Wo Cress followed Tricia's advice and chose not to leave. Sure enough, Elsa soon heard a subtle strange noise coming from the wind in the dark night.

"It's the sound of human footsteps—they should be here, to the south, about a hundred of them."

Aisha said this, causing Wo Cress to subconsciously glance at the knights on guard outside - his most elite knights seemed to have not noticed anything unusual.

Had the Saint Sister been keeping an eye on the situation outside? Or had the knights on guard been too lax?

Wo Kress closed his eyes and felt it carefully, but felt nothing.

"I'll go out and see."

He stood up and walked outside, climbed up the broken wall and looked into the distance. The dim moonlight had not yet faded, but the distant dawn had gradually occupied one side. He squinted his eyes and looked towards the south again and again, but could not see anything.

Is someone really coming?

He felt there was no need to doubt the words of the holy nun.

"Watch out South."

He reminded the knight on guard, and then looked at the knights who were busy outside, serving out the hot soup.

A knight attentively brought him a bowl. He shook his head and gestured in the direction of Aisha and Tricia, "Be smart and bring two bowls to the two adults."

The knight nodded quickly, turned around and served hot soup to Aisha and Tricia.

"Thank you."

Elsa thanked him and took the hot soup. She had to admit that this soup looked much better than Fred's.

She took a sip, and Tricia flipped through the book, picked up the soup and was about to drink it, but at this time Aisha suddenly said:

"Wait a moment."

Tricia's wrist was grabbed by Elsa, and the soup in the bowl shook. She looked at Elsa, but Elsa just stared at the soup with foam floating in the bowl.

What Tricia couldn't see was that an inconspicuous damage number popped up on Elsa's panel.

【-twenty four】

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401. What are you doing?

Counting it all, it has been nearly three years since Elsa became aware of the existence of the panel shortly after coming to this world.

At that time, the panel did not have a column for favorability, only four basic values, which was really simple, but those numbers also helped Elsa avoid many potential dangers.

For example, the surge of adrenaline during a tense and fierce battle often obscures the organism's perception of its true physical strength and injuries, leading to a misjudgment of the current situation. The quantitative data on the panel is enough to reverse this cognitive error and provide the most authentic information to Elsa.

Although the panel does not provide much information, even just a little bit is invaluable in battle.

In addition, when she was unfamiliar with everything in this world, Elsa would usually carefully use the characteristics of the panel to judge what was edible and what was not edible before eating - picked fruits, picked mushrooms, animal meat, Elsa would first test the poison with the captured rabbits and squirrels, and after confirming that it was not lethal, she would taste a little bit herself. If she found that the health value was deducted, then the thing must be poisonous and cannot be eaten.

Alternatively, Elsa would use the panel to quantify her own physical strength and health status to quickly formulate a battle strategy. For example, if her health was less than half, it meant that Elsa was seriously injured and needed to be treated and avoid danger as soon as possible. Or if her health had not reached full status for several consecutive days, it was probably due to hidden injuries or illness. On the other hand, even if she felt tired or almost out of breath from running, as long as her health was still maintained above 90%, there would be no big problem.

Elsa also recorded the amount of health lost after the fight and assigned a degree of danger to many monsters.

Of course, as Elsa's strength and health values ​​skyrocketed day by day, it wasn't long before Elsa could no longer use those skills. However, Elsa always trusted the data on the panel, and those things had never deceived her.

At this moment, Elsa was staring at [-1] in front of her. In Tricia's eyes, Elsa was just staring at the bowl of soup in her hand.

"Elsa?"

Tricia called out tentatively.

Elsa carefully felt the situation inside her body, but unfortunately, she did not feel any discomfort because her health value was immediately restored after being deducted a little. If it were not for the changes in the data on the panel, Elsa would not even realize that she had been "injured".

"Someone is targeting us."

Aisha said, causing Tricia to immediately become alert.

"what happened?"

"Wait a moment, let me check."

Elsa quickly judged in her heart - since she herself would not be affected by magic, the thing that caused her to be "injured" should not be curses or hidden magical attacks. The thing that could "injure" her without her realizing it was probably the bowl of soup in her hand. But could it be some method that Elsa had never seen before?

Just one more taste to confirm.

With this thought in mind, Elsa drank all the soup in the bowl in one breath.

And this scene was stared at intently by a pair of eyes. Those were a pair of cautious eyes like a mouse. Its owner was hiding among the many knights. He had been secretly watching the direction of Elsa and Tricia intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw Elsa drink the poisoned soup in one gulp, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Great! She drank it all! She actually drank it all! It seems that this soup tastes quite good. Tsk, tsk, what a pity! Even if she is a holy nun, she would be very sick after being poisoned by this kind of poison. Then the next task will be much easier. I hope those people will not disappoint us. As long as we can seize the holy object, the lord will definitely reward us. Oh, just thinking about it makes me excited."

He slowly turned around and stopped looking at Elsa. Instead, he found a convenient excuse to leave the Knights. Then, while the knights were not paying attention, he went around the escape route he had already planned - a woodshed covered in snow. Others thought he was going to the bathroom, but the knight had already quickly left the small village.

"Now that we've succeeded, we must leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the poison takes effect and these people realize something's wrong, I'll definitely be caught soon. Hehe, don't blame me for being ruthless, brothers of the Empire. Death doesn't matter who kills you. Blame it on your bad luck. Now just enjoy the pain of the poison."

He took cover from the scattered houses and his figure quickly disappeared in the snow.

However, what he didn't know was that ever since he turned around, he had been stared at silently by a pair of golden eyes, and the owner of those eyes was Elsa - Elsa's perception was very sharp, and she could immediately notice who looked at her for a little longer. Among a group of knights who looked up and were a little timid, suddenly there was a direct gaze appearing, and Elsa naturally would not fail to notice the abnormality.

However, Elsa did not immediately chase the suspicious figure, but slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at her own panel.

【-twenty four】

Sure enough, this number appeared again, but there seemed to be no difference between taking a sip and drinking a bowl directly, both were just [-1].

"Tricia, this soup is poisoned."

Aisha came to an unsurprising conclusion.

"poison?"

Tricia was stunned and her expression changed immediately.

"Spit it out!"

Tricia quickly used her magic to cover Elsa's abdomen, but then she realized that her method was useless against Elsa.

She was anxious.

"Elsa, Elsa! Are you okay..."

Poison can be big or small. Some toxins have no effect on people with strong physiques, but some toxins can threaten the lives of strong people. Tricia has the protection of the magic furnace and is not afraid of most poisons, but she is not sure whether Elsa will be affected.

After all, poison is not magic, so it shouldn't be rejected by Elsa's talent - but what if Elsa just has a physique that is not resistant to poison?

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I don't know when I became like this, but I seem to be able to digest the toxin."

Aisha gently stroked the back of Tricia's hand, reassuring her.

Obviously, Aisha was fine, which made Tricia's heart finally settle down.

"The knights here need your help more than me."

Elsa said as she looked at the knights who were still drinking their soup.

Although the poison was only a painless [-1] for Elsa, she was also very clear that while she would not be hurt, others might not be.

"I understand. Leave this to me."

Tricia was not vague at all when facing this emergency. She let go of Elsa's hand and put her hands together. A magic halo shining with silver-white light appeared between her palms. A knight noticed this scene, but before he could understand what was going on, he saw the halo in Tricia's hand spreading like ripples, covering the entire village in an instant.

"Master Mystic Sage, what are you doing..."

Wo Cress, who didn't know the whole story, was about to step forward to inquire, but as the light circle passed through his body, he paused and a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly came to his mind. He hadn't figured out what was going on and why the sage wanted to attack him, but he suddenly felt a strong urge to vomit filled into his chest by the dizziness.

"vomit--"

There was one sound, then a second, and then another one. All the knights, including Wo Cress, squatted on the ground with bitter expressions and began to vomit violently. At the same time, a cold wind blew away the smell of vomit, and the vomit turned into ice the moment it was spit out, without emitting any strange smell.

At the same time, the knight who poisoned the village had just slipped out of the village when he saw a man in white coming to meet him.

"It's you……"

He just stepped forward, but before he could be happy, a burst of vomit gushed out of his throat and nasal cavity with a "puff" sound, choking him and making him cough violently. He vomited while coughing. The man in white was completely caught off guard by this scene and was also splashed with vomit.

"What do you mean?" His face immediately darkened. "You idiot, you've probably been poisoned too, haven't you? I don't have any..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes blurred and he felt a strange feeling suddenly break through the defense of his throat. He fell to the ground with a "wow" sound and vomited heavily.

Meanwhile, Tricia watched the knights vomiting profusely. Using magic to blast away and freeze the vomit, she explained helplessly, "Although this isn't the best method, to be on the safe side, we still need to get all the soup out of them as quickly as possible... For efficiency, we'll have to be a bit rough."

Elsa nodded.

She understood the principle, but it was still really pitiful to see these people.

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402. Pour Soybeans (3K)

Tricia felt that she had been too lax recently.

If it were during the Demon King War, she would definitely not give anyone the chance to poison her, but perhaps it was because she felt so reassured when she was with Elsa that she took this sense of security for granted.

She even gave up meditation in favor of sleep, began to enjoy the taste of food, and even fantasized about life with Elsa.

All this does not mean that it is "wrong", but it all proves that she has become lax in her heart.

Tricia reflected on herself, while Elsa simply found it strange—Tricia possessed such strange magic. Was it because magic itself was so bizarre? Since there was magic that could induce vomiting, could there be even stranger magic?

Aisha shook her head. Now was not the time to think too much.

"Tricia, are they okay?"

She knew nothing about poisons, but Tricia seemed to have her own way of judging.

"It's nothing serious. Thanks to you, Aisha, for discovering it early. Many people didn't drink much."

Elsa's voice quickly cheered Tricia up. She shook her head, swept away the frustration in her mind, and returned to her usual calm and confident appearance. She stood up, glanced at the soup bowl in front of her, and swept her eyes over the knights, quickly observing their conditions, and nodded secretly - these people did not seem dangerous, which made her feel a lot more at ease.

In fact, many people did not show symptoms of poisoning immediately. Some people did not drink the soup, and some people only drank a little. But no matter what, toxins rarely take effect quickly - and Tricia's magic not only made them vomit, but also washed their stomachs with water. Timely gastric lavage is already a very effective remedial measure.

At this time, most people were just a little weak. After all, Tricia's method of inducing vomiting by directly controlling the nerves was too powerful, and even if they were all strong royal knights, they could not withstand it.

Wo Cress finally staggered to his feet from the ground, and watched with lingering fear as the things he had vomited were turned into ice crystals by ice magic.

He felt his weak body and looked up at Tricia bitterly.