Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Although it was a little strange, the feeling was not bad, Grace thought, perhaps because the person who said this was Elsa - because Elsa really had the ability to make all of this happen, including the long-cherished wish of the Witch Society that Grace had been pursuing for many years.

"Whoosh-"

At this time, a palm-sized familiar appeared outside the window, flapping its wings. Tricia took a look, opened the window and welcomed the familiar in.

"It's a reply from the Imperial Capital," Tricia held the familiar in her palm, closed her eyes slightly, then turned to look at Elsa and smiled, "Her Majesty the Queen asked me to send you her regards. She said she missed you very much. This is the letter from the Queen to you."

As she spoke, Tricia handed a plain folded letter to Aisha, who released Grace's hand and took the letter.

This scene has stunned Grace who was standing by.

What's going on? Her Majesty? Wait, Queen? Which Queen?

Could it be that you are referring to the Emperor of the Empire?

Honestly, Grace didn't have a very good impression of the Empress. She had seen those demihumans in Hellensis Butana. In exchange for such a pitiful, barren place to live, they had to pay a high fee to the Empire every year. For a weak demihuman nation, that was precious wealth obtained through heavy labor.

Funny enough, as a human being, Grace felt very sympathetic towards those subhumans.

However, Grace never had any thoughts on these political matters - that was not something that could be shaken by the power of one or a few people. Instead of complaining about the empire, it was better to find ways to seek her own development.

only……

No matter how indifferent Grace was to all this, she had more or less heard some rumors, which were once considered scandals, but gradually faded from people's sight as time went by. However, she herself never clarified it from beginning to end - the Empress of the Empire, Stygia V. Linthesius, liked women.

Looking at the nun in front of me, this nun who is perfect in every way but has a terrible personality, Aisha, seems to be also...

Grace always felt as if this was the case.

Grace looked away but leaned towards Elsa.

"I didn't expect you and the Queen were having an affair."

She said sourly.

Grace had no other intentions. She simply wanted to provoke Elsa. Regardless of whether the rumors were true or not, as long as she could embarrass Elsa, it would be Grace's victory! — Grace had had enough of the humiliation of being constantly manipulated by Elsa, and she had long wanted to find an opportunity to redeem herself.

She can't beat Elsa, but can't she embarrass Elsa?

However, Grace caught a glimpse of Elsa opening the letter and nodding calmly.

This time it was Grace's turn to be stunned.

Huh? No? Wait?

"—You really have it?"

"Is it not possible?" Elsa cast a meaningful look at him. "Stizia is beautiful and strong, kind and brave, and she's the queen. Who wouldn't like her? Of course, you're not bad in terms of appearance. If..."

As she spoke, Elsa's fingertips had already hooked Grace's chin and slowly slid towards the corners of her rosy lips.

Grace's eyes couldn't help but widen with every inch of her skin slid by the soft, warm fingertips.

Stygia? The Empress of the Empire? Call her by her first name?

Oh no, Elsa couldn't be serious...

Tricia was watching silently from the side and couldn't help but smile - she could see that Elsa was just playing a trick on Grace. Who told Grace to provoke Elsa when there were so many people to provoke?

Although there was indeed something unclear between Elsa and the Queen, Grace was not wrong.

bang bang-

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Grace jumped up almost instantly, and then Becky's voice came from outside the door.

"It's me, Becky—Lady Aisha. The goods and carriage you requested are ready. Mr. Ebusen is waiting in the stable..."

Before she could finish her words, Grace had already rushed to the door. Becky seemed a little startled by the sudden opening of the door.

"Elsa... Oh, it's Miss Grace. Huh? Why are you blushing..."

Poof.

As soon as the door was opened, it was violently slammed shut again.

Grace turned her back to Aisha and Tricia, holding the door with one hand, motionless.

For a moment, the room was strangely silent. The only sounds coming from outside the door were Becky's whimpers of pain and Adele's gurgling sounds.

"She's scolding you."

Adele said, not sure if she was talking to Elsa or Grace.

……

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499. Got intercepted? (4K2)

At night, on the outskirts of Kroros—

Novi wrapped her hood tightly around her and walked slowly against the cold night wind, leaving a row of deep footprints in the snow behind her.

On the snow in front of her, several striking traces appeared faintly in the dim light of the oil lamp, extending northward into the depths of the night.

That was the direction the gray-haired woman and her companions left. Not long after she left Kloros, Novi secretly followed her - the gray-haired woman was very mysterious. She held more than one witch's legacy in her hands, and perhaps she also had a channel to access the witch's legacy. If possible, Novi would like to introduce Grace to the Red Star Society.

Novi did not come alone. She was accompanied by Ya Bo and three sturdy men.

The three strong men were all members of the Red Star Society and were also their assistants in this mission. Novi still didn't know their real names and had always called them "messengers". The one wearing a felt hat was called the Felt Hat Messenger and he was the leader of the three. The other two were called the Bearded Messenger and the Pointed Nose Messenger.

There was no other way. They all wore the same clothes, had no distinguishable body shapes, and didn't tell each other their names. So Novi could only use this simple and easy-to-understand method to distinguish them.

Unlike newcomers like Novi, who had only recently joined the organization, the so-called "envoys" seemed to hold considerable status within the Red Star Society. Each one was a devout warrior whose identity was not easily revealed. These "envoys" were specifically assigned to accompany Novi to escort her safely to the "assembly" and, at the same time, to assess her abilities as a new member.

That's why Novi tried every possible way to search for witch-related items along the way, and she would use this to prove herself.

It was a coincidence that the "messenger" was willing to take action this time, but Ya Bo didn't seem to like them very much - Ya Bo was a servant who once served his grandmother, and later became the family's steward. He has been following Novi since his father passed away. Although he is now old, his body is stronger than that of a young person. He is also the only swordsman in the town who dares to cross the forest alone, so his strength is self-evident.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Ya Bo followed Novi closely, his tone of concern.

To be honest, Novi has been in poor health since childhood and should not have been exposed to this kind of climate for a long time. Otherwise, they would not have stayed in Kloros City for so long - according to the plan, they should have crossed the northern border of the empire and headed to the "gathering" in Helansis Butana. As a result, this year's snow season came much earlier than in previous years, thus delaying the trip.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Besides, I still have this."

Novi patted her chest and said with a smile - that was a piece of flint. Of course, the flint that was catalyzed by magic and was in an active state was as hot as molten iron. Putting it in the fireplace was enough to warm the whole room, and putting it on the open ground could make a bonfire in the cold winter. It must not come into direct contact with the skin. Novi was a witch, and her innate powerful magic control allowed her to control the temperature of the flint, but Ya Bo and the three messengers could not do that.

Seeing this, Ya Bo didn't know what to say. It didn't snow tonight, so maybe that was good news.

"Oh damn, it's cold! Why would these guys choose to leave the city in the middle of the night? Aren't they afraid that the snow will block the roads?"

Unlike Novi, the pointy-nosed messenger had practically frozen into a popsicle in the night wind. He complained shrilly, "Why would anyone choose to travel in the middle of the night? The North isn't the warm South! No one here would take the deadly wind lightly."

"We weren't here on vacation."

The bearded messenger has a deep voice but a rather cold personality. He is also the least talkative of the three.

"I should have drunk more hot wine!" The pointed-nosed man exhaled and wrapped his cloak tightly around him.

"I'll get you a few more drinks when I get back. It's better to be quiet now. Although there shouldn't be any monsters around right now, we're already close to the vampire territory. Don't let those bloodworms target us." The felt-hatted messenger walking in front glanced helplessly at the pointed nose, squatted down, and carefully examined the snow. "The direction is correct. They left this way. They have a carriage. We need to speed up. Little girl, old man, are you two okay?"

As he spoke, he turned around to look at Nuo Wei and Ya Bo and smiled, as if to express his concern, but there seemed to be a hint of impatience and a faint expectation in his concern - Nuo Wei didn't notice it, but Ya Bo caught it very keenly.

"We are fine, don't worry about us."

Ya Bo stood in front of Novi, and Novi tugged at his sleeve.

"Yabo, please don't be like this, he's just concerned about us."

Ya Bo said nothing, and the envoy in the felt hat smiled.

"You are all honored guests. I have an obligation to ensure your safety along the way, so please trust us."

Ya Bo still didn't speak, and the felt hat messenger could only look away when he saw this - turning around, his eyes had already narrowed slightly.

This "Ya Bo" is a trouble, but unfortunately he is quite powerful. It is not wise to take direct action. Otherwise, he would have tied up Nuo Wei directly. Why wait until now?

……

Ya Bo, who is always cautious, makes Felt Hat feel a little tricky.

People whose hands are often stained with blood cannot erase the bloody smell coming from their bodies no matter how hard they disguise themselves. Felt Hat and Ya Bo are the same kind of people, but they are loyal to different people - yes, Ya Bo's intuition is absolutely correct, Felt Hat has nothing to do with the "good guy" image he deliberately pretends to be.

It is true that he is the messenger of the Red Star Society, but his "main job" is not "recruiting and assessing new members" as he claimed to Novi, but dealing with some less glamorous and troublesome matters.

Simply put, killing.

The reason why he appeared here was because he was ordered to go to the Eastern Province of the Empire to handle some affairs some time ago. On the way back, he accidentally came to a remote village. The famous sorcerer in the village passed away, leaving behind a girl who had never been seen by anyone, Novi.

At that time, Felt Hat heard a rumor that the daughter of the famous sorcerer was once a witch, and Novi was actually the child secretly born by the witch. In other words, Novi was suspected to be a witch.

Soon, people started spreading the rumor everywhere, and Felt Hat knew that it was true - Novi was too good at hiding her power. Felt Hat had seen the witch, so he knew the rumor was not false, and he believed in his intuition as a killer.

That's a living witch!

Most witches live in seclusion or are under the surveillance of the church. The Red Star Society has been collecting witches' heritage for so many years and deliberately spreading rumors in the witches' residences to cause panic. Isn't it just to force the witches to break away from the control of the church to make it easier to take action?

The Red Star Society had yet to capture a true witch, so if they could succeed, the credit would be enough to make him rich. How could he let go of such an opportunity?

But the trouble was, there was always a powerful Ya Bo guarding Novi, and they really couldn't do anything. So he spent a long time slowly getting in touch with Novi, and tried his best to deceive her, which finally led to the current situation - but at that time, Felt Hat had no idea that the biggest problem he encountered was not how to deceive, but how to cover up the lie.

Damn it! This little girl was even more motivated than him, a veteran member for many years. She searched everywhere along the way, looking for the witch's legacy. In order not to reveal his true intentions, Felt Hat said all those beautiful big words, and he had no choice but to play along.

Just like it is now.

Felt Hat was not interested in the book in the hateful gray-haired woman's hand at all - it was just a legacy of the Witch Association, and its authenticity was unknown. It had nothing to do with the Abyss Magic. How could it compare to a real witch?

But there is no way. If he doesn't play along, won't his previous pretense of righteousness be ruined?

He could continue to pretend, or he could have a big fight right now with Ya Bo, who was as powerful as him. Maybe the witch would escape. It was clear which choice he made.

So... he had a hard time along the way. He did good deeds and accumulated good things to maintain his image as a "good guy", which made his companions Pointed Nose and Big Beard curse him several times - after all, these two people were not members of the Red Star Society at all. They were just mercenaries with whom he had a friendship, and he temporarily pulled them in to make up the numbers and accompany him in fooling people and acting.

Who wants to play house with a brat here?

Why does he torture people like this, running out to chase people in the middle of the night?

If they hadn't been given enough felt hats, they would have quit long ago.

……

Fortunately, this torture did not last too long. After walking a few miles, the man in the felt hat saw a glimmer of light in front of him and a carriage pulled by a gray deer.

"Found them!"

The felt hat immediately winked at the man with the pointed nose and big beard.

They had already agreed long ago - in order to end this torturous act as soon as possible, if the gray-haired woman did not cooperate, they would find an excuse to kill her, firstly to vent their anger, and secondly to prevent Novi from dawdling there again. Late at night, they just wanted to stay in the warm room and sleep comfortably, but did not want to become ascetic monks.

After all, if everything could be solved with just words, the world would have been peaceful long ago.

Sometimes fists are more convenient.

"Catch up."

"Hoo hoo, it's finally over. Now I just want to have a nice drink and a good sleep. I might freeze to death if I stay in this damn place all night!"

The pointed nose complained quietly, but the bearded man remained silent.

They quickened their pace and soon caught up with Elsa, Grace and the others. However, the scene they saw next was beyond anyone's expectations - glaring blood splashed on the cold snow, looking eerie and terrifying in the dim firelight. The front of the path was blocked by a fallen tree at some point, the carriage overturned, the gray deer disappeared, and several women huddled beside the carriage, including the gray-haired woman.

A blonde girl holding a sword was confronting several dark shadows holding sharp blades and spears alone. Two corpses in black clothes lay beside her, and blood dyed the ends of her hair red.

The man in the felt hat frowned and immediately realized that something was not right.

"Wait a minute! Don't go over there yet," he lowered his voice and called out to the man with the beard and pointed nose who were rushing ahead. "Something's wrong. Let's hide first."

"Oh, what the hell is going on?"

The pointed nose stared with eyes wide open, and the felt hat held down his head.

"Keep your voice down. Isn't it clear that we've been intercepted?"

Those men in black first blocked the carriage's way with trees, and then the ambushed people surrounded it from both sides of the road - if this isn't highway robbery, what is it?

"Oh? Haha! That woman is really unlucky!"

Pointy Nose gloated.

Felt Hat couldn't help but lament the gray-haired woman's bad luck. Not only had she been targeted, but she'd also provoked others. Who else would have chosen to block them in such a place in the middle of the night, in the snow? No, perhaps it was precisely because these men in black were chasing them that they chose to flee the city overnight? Yes, that must be the case, Felt Hat was certain of his suspicions.

At this time, Nuo Wei and Ya Bo also followed. As soon as they opened their mouths, the felt hat and pointed nose could not hold back: "They are in trouble, Lord Envoy, we must go to rescue them..."