Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

The crow stood there, head held high. As a familiar, it had been imbued with ample magical energy upon summoning, enabling it to function. It carried out Celihilda's orders with absolute certainty. Sometimes, familiars were even more reassuring than humans. Upon seeing Celihilda, it flapped its wings and hooted hoarsely at her, as if to claim credit.

Serilda gently patted its sharp beak, and with a flash of black lightning, it returned to its original size and landed on Serilda's shoulder, then used its beak to help Serilda tuck the hair behind her ears.

"Has anyone come here during this time?"

The crow cackles—it seems there isn't one.

Serilda looked up at the seal. It was the same as when she left, without any visible changes. The wriggling tumor was still beating slowly but powerfully.

Without the magic energy provided by the monster, the seal has stabilized.

Of course, it was only temporary. The seal she and the Saint had set up had been partially damaged. Serilda didn't know who had done it or how, but it was certain that the resurrection of the Demon General was only a matter of time.

She paused again before the seal on the platform, gazing at the wriggling heart. She took out another magic potion and used her magical vision to examine it. The azure liquid in the bottle was crystal clear and spotless; it was indeed a high-quality potion. She tilted her head back and drank it, lost in thought.

After calming down, she suddenly realized that she had lost her composure.

There are still many mysteries about Elsa. Serilda felt that she was too excited just now, so much so that she overlooked many things for a while. Now Serilda thought about it and felt that some things must be confirmed with Elsa in person.

The thought of Elsa made Cerihilda laugh, and the crows began to cackle hoarsely.

In fact, Celyhilda didn't know whether she really wanted to laugh, or she didn't feel any irrepressible excitement. It was just that she hadn't opened her heart so freely for a long time. The feeling of releasing the depression in her heart was really intoxicating.

Yes, she was intoxicated. She felt as if she was drunk.

Without giving it any more thought, she walked to the seal, mobilized her magic power, and the earth veins wrapped around the figure under the tumor - Tobias's body. The roots slowly squirmed and drilled into Tobias' huge body.

Tobias let out a low roar, whether it was anger or pain, it was unclear.

According to the theories of many scholars, the only ways for humans to heal injuries are holy light magic or the direct use of pure life force. For the former, priests can use the power of holy light to transform it into life force to help injuries recover quickly. For the latter, alchemists use potions or some precious medicinal herbs to extract life force and preserve it for use when needed. Broadly speaking, the latter also includes things like food.

In general, both methods are inseparable from what is called life energy.

In contrast, Demon General Tobias was a very special monster. Its most troubling feature was its ability to absorb magic essence and restore itself, a trait humans could never achieve. Serilhilda pondered: Was Tobias manifesting magic essence in a materialized form, or was he able to transform it into life force?

If it is the former, then the essence of its body is still magic, and Aisha's ability may be its absolute nemesis.

If it was the latter, then just like holy light magic and potions, the energy had already been integrated into the body and transformed into vitality, and there would no longer be any magic reaction. In this case, Elsa's ability was probably useless against it.

But no matter what, Celyhilda wanted to try it.

If successful, we will have two gains today.

Excited and eager to try it out.

So, Celihilda planned to allow a portion of Tobias to protrude from the seal, exposing him. Of course, only a little would be fine, so that Elsa could test it safely. This process was not simple. The seal was created by Celihilda and the Saint, so Celihilda could naturally guide it by manipulating the ley lines.

She was extremely cautious, so the process was very slow and took about six hours, which was the time agreed upon by Ceilihilda and Elsa.

Cerihilda couldn't wait to see Elsa again.

……

At this time, Elsa had returned to the first floor with Vivian and Mary. According to the agreement with the Sage, their next step was to look for clues about the black-robed attacker.

It was undoubtedly a great honor to be entrusted with such an important task by the wise man himself. Although Mary felt that all of this was brought to her by Elsa, it did not prevent her from being excited about it - but Mary was very distressed because she had no idea what to do about it.

The underground palace is so big, and those black-robed attackers obviously won’t appear in front of people in a high-profile manner. In this case, how can we find them?

"Elsa, what are you going to do?"

Mary asked.

"We can go back to the tomb hall first," Aisha thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's go find Filia and the rest of the expedition. The previous clues were provided by Filia, and maybe we can find some new ones if we ask them carefully. Also, we need someone to take us to the site of the attack—since the attackers were there before, they might have left some traces."

"What do you think, Vivian?"

"I...I'll listen to Aisha..."

Although they had been traveling together for a while, Vivian still behaved quite reservedly in front of Mary. Elsa could see that Vivian was hesitant to speak, and it was obvious that she had her own ideas but was unwilling to express them.

"If you have any ideas, Vivian, you can tell me. It's okay."

Aisha took Vivian's hand and encouraged her.

Meeting Aisha's gaze, Vivian felt her cheeks getting hot. She stammered, "I think... we could join the expedition. Maybe we could run into him...?"

Her tone was unsure, but her proposal seemed feasible—wasn't this a sting operation? Elsa had heard of it before.

Of course, we still need to discuss the fishing method.

Elsa and Mary discussed it and decided to go back to the tomb to check the situation first - there must be more than just the expeditionary force that was attacked. If they wanted to pretend to be "prey", they would first have to get to know those who were actually considered prey.

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I'm so sorry for updating so late today... (Dogeza)

Because I was busy entertaining friends all day today and didn't have time to write... I will update later, but my head is buzzing late at night and my thoughts are not flowing smoothly, so it may be a little late...]

62. Potential stocks that should be paid attention to

To be honest, Pittman had no idea why this happened all of a sudden - the Sage informed him and Shibern of a "new mission" through the magic circle on the back of his hand: to cooperate with Sister Aisha Faris to complete the task.

"Sister Aisha Faris? ...Who???"

——This was Shiburn’s first reaction, and also Bishop Pittman’s first reaction.

They still had a lot of work to do, as they were already busy with the underground palace and the seal. Furthermore, they had received some bad news: a group of enemies in black robes had appeared in the underground palace, causing many casualties. At this time, they were unwilling to distract themselves and cooperate with others. This meant that they had to obey not only the orders of the sage but also the orders of Sister Elsa Faris.

No one likes a leader to suddenly appear from the sky.

However, Pittman quickly remembered that this familiar name had appeared before him before. It was one of the candidates for the Holy Sister this time, a young nun from the town of Weilin. This nun was obviously not a Holy Sister yet, but she had already been so ambitious that she shortened her nun's clothes to look like a combat nun's uniform. This did not give Bishop Pittman a good first impression of her.

Pittman's expression immediately turned grim. Why should he, a cardinal and archbishop, cooperate with a little-known nun? Shouldn't it be the other way around?

Pittman admitted that he was prejudiced against Aisha Faris, part of which came from his not-so-good first impression and also from the old priest Xiu Angus in the town of Willing.

He really disliked the pretentious Father Hugh Angus. He was obviously the bishop of the monastery, but as long as Angus was around, others seemed more willing to follow Angus's arrangements and ignored him, the real bishop - and now this feeling came back again. He was obviously the bishop, but the wise man assigned a more important task to a little nun.

He knew, of course, that Elsa Faris was quite capable. After all, being able to single-handedly defeat a Level 1 wanted criminal and a group of bandits meant she undoubtedly reached the standard for a Saint Sister. But so what? That was all. While there weren't many people with strength above that, it wouldn't be a problem to find a dozen or so.

So, why?

The more Pittman thought about it, the angrier he became.

"I... remember now," Pittman said to Shibourne, suppressing his dissatisfaction and doubts. "Aisha Faris is one of our candidates for the Holy Sister position this year."

Hibben had no idea what Pittman was thinking. His expression became serious, and then he asked, "Oh? What's going on with her? Can you tell me about it?"

Although he had some doubts and dissatisfaction, out of awe and trust in the sage, he took it very seriously.

So Pittman told him about Elsa's identity, which made him show the same expression as Pittman. Obviously, in Shibern's view, Elsa's identity was too simple, so he was very puzzled.

It would be fine if Elsa Faris was a person of high status, but she was really just an ordinary nun - this made those in high positions feel like they were being fooled. Even though this was the arrangement of the Sage, they were naturally unwilling to accept it in their hearts.

"Where are they?"

Seaborn, who was a little more patient than Pittman, asked.

Pittman shook his head.

"They went on a mission."

"Is that so..." Hibern frowned and sighed, "Bishop Pittman, this is a matter for your church. Please handle it accordingly. If you need any help, please let me know."

After saying this, Hibern left, decisively leaving the troublesome matter to Pittman. As a bishop, Pittman's status was slightly lower than Hibern's, the lord, so he could only hold his throat and say nothing.

……

After a while, Elsa, Mary and Vivian returned to the central tomb.

"We need to find them. The wounded members of the expedition team should be receiving treatment from the priests over there."

Mary said, pointing in a direction.

Elsa looked over and saw several people in priest robes. They looked very busy, with wounded people being carried or supported there.

"Elsa, Vivian," Mary continued, "I need to report the situation to the Bishop. I'll leave things here to you."

Mary and Elsa acted separately, Elsa went to look for Filia, and Mary went alone to find Bishop Pittman to report.

Coincidentally, Bishop Pittman was also looking for Aisha after he knew she had returned.

"Sister Mary, what kind of work did the Sage assign to you? What did you do down there to alarm the Sage?"

Pittman's tone was filled with annoyance. He looked at Mary, and his questioning behind his gold-rimmed glasses became deeper.

He still held the expensive-looking gold-bound book in his hand, and there were already some wrinkles on his white robe - perhaps because Pittman was too tired from the church work in the past few days, he looked more haggard than usual, which made him look more severe and even mean.

"Bishop Pittman, this is what happened..."

Mary saw Pittman's dissatisfaction and quickly reported to Pittman everything she had seen. Only then did the dissatisfaction in Pittman's eyes gradually subside.

"You received the mission to pursue the attackers. Did the Sage tell you anything else? Like the seal?"

"No."

"That's it..."

There is no doubt that tracking down the black-robed attacker is exactly what Pittman and Shiburn are worried about. In this way, the arrangement of the sage will not increase their workload, so this also makes Pittman feel relieved.

But what really shocked Pittman was the key information in Mary's words - Elsa Faris possessed a powerful strength that even the Sage valued her.

He knew the Sage's strength perfectly well. He was a living legend who had fought the Demon King face to face. Before the Empire's Heroes and the Holy Maidens of the Holy See had matured, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Sage was the most powerful being in the human race. To be recognized by such a person was proof enough of Elsa Faris's extraordinary abilities. Furthermore, she was still so young and a candidate for the Holy Sister position, so her future was promising.

Pittman seemed to see Elsa's limitless future, and the light in his eyes suddenly became different, and the previous dissatisfaction and doubts were instantly swept away.

"Okay, I'll arrange a team to assist you in your operations."

Pittman made the decision immediately, so decisively that Mary was stunned.

"Also, I want to meet Sister Aisha Faris."

Pittman thought for a moment and said.

He is a rigid person, but also one who knows how to adapt - for example, he has always attached great importance to potential stocks like Elsa.

However, at this moment, Elsa was frowning and staring at the tall priest in front of her with a stern expression, her eyes full of displeasure.

"It's fine if you don't want to treat Filia, but why are you stopping me from giving her the potion?"

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[As expected... I can't do five updates..._(:<)∠)_, that's all for tonight, I'll continue during the day! ]

63. Half-Elf and Witch

A moment ago——

Mary had to report what happened in the cave to her superiors, so Elsa and Mary acted separately, and she took Vivian to the "temporary hospital".

The so-called temporary hospital is actually a place specially designated for priests to treat the wounded. The temporary hospital is protected by the Knights Templar and the Church. It is set up at the place closest to the exit of the underground palace. Firstly, there is no need to worry about the impact of monsters here. Secondly, if the seal is loosened, it can also be evacuated the earliest and fastest.

Elsa passed through the church and the knights' quarters and came to the temporary hospital. What surprised Elsa was that there were many more people here than she had imagined: those who passed by were either busy knights and priests, or wounded people covered in blood - if the injuries were not serious, there would be no need to bring them here for treatment. Not far away, some corpses covered with bloody white cloth were being moved out of the tents, loaded onto carts, and prepared to be transported out of the underground palace.

Holy light magic and potions are not omnipotent. If the injuries are extremely serious, the priests will be powerless to help.

"It looks like the casualties are much higher than expected..." The air was filled with the scent of blood and potions. Elsa frowned as she looked at the busy figures, then cast her gaze on the corpses. "Logically speaking, the level of monsters here shouldn't cause this much trouble."

The individual strength of the formal members of the Knights and Magicians is at least equivalent to that of a bronze adventurer, and that is the bronze medal in the first batch. Among the adventurers, these people are undoubtedly the backbone. As for those monsters, if they do not appear in groups or are dangerous evolved species, they are probably at a level that only black adventurers can deal with.

After all, this is just the "first floor".

"Is it because of those... attackers?"

Vivian speculated quietly as she held Aisha's hand, feeling uncomfortable with the solemn and heavy atmosphere of the makeshift hospital.

"Perhaps. We must capture those black-robed attackers as soon as possible to reduce casualties."

Aisha found a female priest squatting beside the tent. She looked like she was resting, holding a water bag in her hand. The bloodstains on her clothes did not seem to be hers.

"Excuse me, has a punitive team arrived here? Their leader is a knight who fell to the second floor after being attacked."

"I don't know. Don't ask me about this."

The female priest waved her hand, looking a little absent-minded and impatient, but when she looked up and saw Aisha and Vivian wearing nun uniforms, a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes, but her attitude immediately softened a lot.

She finally stood up and put down the water bag in her hand.

"Sisters, what do you want to know?"