Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

By this time, Celisilda had already set up a magic circle for reinforcement and protection. She turned around, gave Elsa a meaningful look, and said, "Please allow me to express my most sincere gratitude to you, Elsa."

There were only Cerehilda and Elsa here, and Elsa didn't speak, which brought a lot of psychological pressure to Cerehilda.

But she knew that now was not the time for Elsa to meet other people, so she took the initiative to invite Elsa to come underground, creating an opportunity for only the two of them to meet face to face - this was also a good opportunity to have an open and honest conversation.

Elsa, having understood Celisilda's thoughts, was quite cooperative. How could she, having lived a second life, still not understand Tricia's attitude towards her? Rather, once Elsa realized her power was truly formidable enough to surpass Tricia's, everything fell into place. Tricia's thoughts weren't hard to guess. Tricia had lived for over a hundred years, to be sure, but Elsa had spent half of those decades in the highly compressed and concentrated world of modern cities. There was a fundamental difference between the two.

Although her time with Tricia was very brief, Elsa had already classified Tricia as a "friend" in her heart - however, if a friend fears you, then you can no longer be considered a friend.

"You're welcome. This is what I'm supposed to do as a nun of the church," Elsa shook her head, emphasizing her identity as a "nun." "Tobias and those monsters will pose a threat to the fortress. I'm glad to be able to help."

Celisilda stared into Elsa's eyes, observing her carefully. In her eyes, Elsa's attitude had not changed much before and after the battle with the Demon General Tobias. Celisilda remembered that Elsa was like this when she first met her, with the same indifferent expression, just like that then, and still like that now, as if she was not the person who had just wiped out a mountain range on the map with one punch.

Cerihilda pursed her lips.

"Elsa..." Celyhilda carefully considered her tone, slowly raised her eyes, and whispered in a clear voice, "Can I... still call you that?"

"Of course, we're friends, aren't we? I want to keep calling you that, too, Tricia."

Elsa smiled gently, and for the first time, she addressed Celisilda as Tricia, her eyes meeting hers. Elsa took the initiative to show her kindness to Tricia, which made Tricia show a subtle expression, a little surprised, and a little happy. How could she not understand what Elsa meant?

Elsa took a step forward and extended her hand.

"Let's continue to be friends, Tricia. I'm very happy to come to Dammar and meet you. I'm very grateful that you told me about myself and answered many of my questions. So I hope you will treat me as you always have—as a friend, not someone you have to make friends with."

Aisha, this has been made very clear.

And Tricia finally let it go - it turned out that the person who really cared about Elsa's true strength was not Elsa, but herself.

"Thank you...Elsa..."

She whispered a thank you, and she was naturally very excited and happy in her heart, because Aisha's attitude was very clear, and the so-called "friend" made Tricia feel warm.

But she didn't understand what Elsa meant by extending her hand, she just looked at Elsa's eyes and tried to extend her hand as well.

Elsa took her gloved hand in hers, causing Tricia to stiffen slightly.

Emerald eyes lit up, and the feeling of regaining her body surged over her like a tide, gentler than the last time - but this time it was even hotter than the last time, as if it was pouring over her body, filling her chest, penetrating her back, and even every limb.

This time, the curse and the feeling of emptiness disappeared immediately when they met Elsa. The feeling returned much more violently than last time. The stimulation was so intense that Tricia's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

She frowned slightly, narrowed her eyes, lowered her head slightly, and took a deep breath because of the surging feeling.

"what happened to you?"

Tricia looked like she was not feeling well, so Aisha went forward to support her, but she saw Tricia gasping again.

But as a sage after all, Tricia quickly adjusted her awkward voice.

"Sorry, I made you laugh again."

Tricia raised her head awkwardly, her eyes flickering, but she didn't let go of Aisha's hand.

She found that she was becoming more and more dependent on this feeling.

Sighing, she told Elsa about her physical condition, which made Elsa understand immediately.

So this was the reason why Tricia kept holding her hand when they first met?

Elsa almost thought that Tricia was a nymphomaniac and fell in love with her at first sight.

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

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93. The War Demon General's Weapons [Part 3]

The ruins of the underground palace were sealed off, along with the huge underground tomb.

This time the underground palace will no longer be open to the public.

Standing before the crumbling ruins, looking down, one could see the layers of rock, the corpses of numerous monsters, and the coffins within the tomb. Among them, the remains of a damaged goddess statue leaned against a corner. Elsa stood before the ruins, her eyes gently closed, holding a silver cross—she prayed for the victims within the crypt, and for the heroic spirits of the warriors who had once rested there.

Not far away, a row of knights stood in neat rows like a guard of honor. They would secretly glance at Elsa from time to time, and then stand up straight to make themselves look brave, as if Elsa would cast her gaze at them at any time.

Tricia stood silently behind Elsa, her prayer was serious and sacred. She also cast her gaze into the depths of the underground palace, with no expression in her lifeless eyes.

After a long time, Elsa turned around and Tricia came to greet her. In front of Elsa, Tricia did not show any solemnity and majesty as a sage, but her every move still retained just the right elegance and calmness, decent and generous. Elsa could clearly feel the respect and friendly goodwill conveyed by Tricia, but did not feel that Tricia was pretentious or deliberately flattering. Tricia was still the sage above everyone else.

"Elsa, now that things have come to this, what are your thoughts on the future?"

Tricia asked softly, a smile on her face.

Elsa shook her head.

"Some, but I'm not sure yet."

In fact, Elsa has many ideas that she is eager to try, but she knows that most of them are difficult to realize immediately and are not something that can be easily achieved with strength.

But there was no need to talk about these things one by one, so she glossed over them.

Seeing this, Tricia didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "If there's anything I can help with, just ask."

"Oh, by the way, I do have something I want to ask you."

Elsa seemed to remember something, and she reached under her skirt and took out a spear from her space equipment. The spear was scarred by Elsa's throwing attacks and looked like it would break at any time.

"I want to repair this gun. Is there a blacksmith who can do this?"

Tricia was stunned - she had thought that something big was going to happen that would make Elsa care about it, but she didn't expect it was just repairing this imitation spear.

"May I see it?"

"Give."

Tricia held the spear, only to feel a sinking sensation in her hand. A cold and rough touch landed on her palm. It was obvious how much terrible force the spear had endured. The more Tricia looked at it, the more she felt emotional. Not only because she felt a glimpse of Elsa's power from the extent of the damage to the spear, but also because she realized how much Elsa valued the spear.

Obviously, this is not a spear suitable for Elsa and is dispensable, but Elsa is still willing to find someone to repair it. Can it be said that Elsa is actually a person who values ​​feelings?

"Leave this matter to me. I'll find someone to help fix it."

Tricia raised her eyes and said.

Although the spear's special texture made it difficult to repair, this difficulty did not bother Tricia, a sage. She happened to know several skilled Ute blacksmiths. Tricia not only planned to restore the spear to its original state, but also to refine and enchant it again, strengthening it to at least the level of a quasi-holy weapon.

Having made up her mind, Tricia said, "Can you just leave it here with me?"

"Well, thank you very much."

Aisha gladly accepted and handed the spear to Tricia.

After Tricia put the spear into the space equipment, she smiled again.

"Elsa doesn't have a suitable weapon right now, right? In that case, I happen to have a pretty good one."

As she spoke, Tricia took out a heavy black sword - the sword was wrapped in layers of thick white cloth, revealing the jet-black hilt. The sword body and the hilt together were almost as tall as Elsa, and even a finger taller. When Tricia held it, both hands were infused with magic, otherwise she would not be able to lift it at all, and even her feet were deeply stuck in the mud.

It was obvious that this heavy sword was no simple item and was worth a fortune. Elsa had worn out thousands of weapons and could tell the quality of a weapon at a glance.

"Try it, Elsa. This sword once belonged to the Warlord. It's incredibly sharp and indestructible, but it's also incredibly heavy. Only the brave can wield it. I think you're the only one who can lift it. You're the hero who defeated the Warlord Tobias. Please accept this small token of gratitude."

Tricia handed the heavy sword to Elsa. In fact, Tricia had many weapons of good quality in her hands, many of which were captured from the demons. These things were usually kept in her hands - the brave man was backed by the empire, and the saint represented the Holy See. In comparison, Tricia did not belong to any country nor was she a member of the church. She was politically neutral and was the most suitable person to keep such things.

But there are many weapons of this kind, and Tricia can't choose more suitable ones for Elsa. In her opinion, perhaps only this kind of weapon can keep up with Elsa's power, and only this kind of weapon can attract Elsa.

Sure enough, Elsa thought about it and did not refuse.

After all, Elsa really needs a handy weapon now. This big sword looks very heavy and strong, so maybe she can give it a try.

Elsa took the black heavy sword from Tricia with one hand. The hilt of the heavy sword was engraved with circles of incomprehensible runes, and there was a faint strong aura flowing through it, but it disappeared the moment Elsa took it in her hand. Elsa shook the sword lightly, shook off the white cloth, revealing the domineering and heavy black sword body. It must be said that this was indeed the heaviest weapon Elsa had ever used. She simply pinched the blade horizontally and weighed it, then applied a little force.

It was not until Elsa felt the heavy sword vibrate that she stopped abruptly - nearly 20% of her strength was really good, and it was almost the best weapon Elsa had ever seen.

Elsa held the sword in her hand and swung it lightly. The black sword light immediately caused the air to burst into vibrations, and the thick tree not far in front of Elsa suddenly snapped, with a huge gap of four or five feet wide in it, and collapsed in the next second.

Tricia's breath was taken aback - this heavy sword would be difficult for even a brave man to wield, but in Elsa's hand it was like a twig.

She shook her head silently.

Maybe it wasn't given to the wrong person.

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94. Tricia (The Fourth Update)

Elsa tried carrying the black heavy sword on her back again - she was still missing a shoulder strap, which was relatively easy to get, and it wouldn't be a hassle to order one.

After all, this kind of weapon naturally cannot be hung around the waist. Its length and width are too exaggerated. Elsa doesn't know how the War Demon will hold it, but in any case, Elsa can only carry it on her back, diagonally, so that the hilt just sticks out from the shoulder, which will appear a little more suitable and can also move around without hindrance.

However, with Elsa's slender body, it would be too conspicuous for her to carry such a heavy weapon while walking on the road, which would definitely shock people, so Elsa put it back into the space equipment.

"Not bad, it's the best weapon I've ever had."

Aisha praised her generously, which made Tricia very happy.

"I'm glad you like it."

This is the truth.

After all, as long as Elsa likes her, it's worth it - for Tricia, she really wants Elsa to stay on the human side, so she must have a good relationship with Elsa.

She wanted to gain Elsa's friendship and trust, not only because she admired Elsa's character, her emphasis on friendship, her strength but humility, her composure and her lack of arrogance. This made Tricia feel fortunate more than once that Elsa was such an easy-going person, and it also brought her new hope, as well as concerns.

It is certainly good for a person to abide by morality and social contracts - but this may also be exploited by someone with ulterior motives and become an opportunity to blackmail her.

Although she had little contact with him, Tricia knew that in aristocratic politics, people would do anything to achieve their goals and there was no bottom line.

If Elsa is too reasonable, it will become her weakness.

She must gain Elsa's trust. When necessary, even just talking to her might be helpful.

With Elsa's strength, the church would never let her be just a nun. As long as Elsa is willing, she can choose any position, such as Saint, Seven Holy Sees, Bishop, or even the position of Pope. Moreover, the Empire and other countries will definitely not lag behind in such matters. It is foreseeable that Elsa will soon become the object of flattery by various national forces.

In fact, according to Tricia's idea, she hopes that Elsa can leave the church and not join any human country, just like she is now. In principle, no country can restrain her. At the same time, she will not restrain any country, except for major issues concerning the survival of mankind.

Because no matter which side Elsa leans towards, it is bound to cause an uproar. Even if it does not trigger a war, with Elsa's presence and relying on her power, there will definitely be the phenomenon of expanding power and encroaching on other countries in the future.

This was something Tricia didn't want to see at all.

But she just thought about this idea. She had no right and would not overstep her bounds to interfere with Elsa's thoughts.

Therefore, she could only take the initiative and gain Elsa's trust and friendship as soon as possible. She could see that Elsa was the kind of person who valued feelings. If she could gain a certain degree of attention from Elsa, then other forces would not be able to ignore her opinions. Therefore, although it was not very kind to do so, this was also the safest way of maintaining stability that Tricia could think of. She had to protect the stability of human forces in her own way.

"Thank you, Tricia. If you need any help, please let me help."

Aisha said.

Tricia thought about it.

"Yes... I do..." Tricia pursed her lips subtly, revealing an unnatural expression, "Can you come to my room tonight...?"

Although Tricia rarely got involved in aristocratic politics and social life, it didn't mean that she knew nothing.

Whether it's owing a favor or repaying a favor - simple actions are not enough to deepen relationships. If you want to quickly build good relationships with people and get closer to them, you must do two things at the same time and create more opportunities to get along with them.

She will not wait for other forces to take action. She is now in a very advantageous position, so naturally she has to act first than anyone else.

Elsa looked into Tricia's eyes and smiled slightly.

"Okay, so when? Where can I find you?"

"I'll come find you."

Tricia said.

……

At this moment, in a gloomy forest——

The forest was filled with silent, withered, gray trees. There were no signs of birds or animals, no chirping of insects, only gusts of cold wind pushing and pulling the trees to sway.

Deep in a hidden corner of the forest, in a pitch-black cave, several figures with demonic features sat together. In front of them was a projected magic stone. The magic stone was replaying the scene of the demon general Tobias turning into fireworks and dying. The reflected light and shadow illuminated their faces.

There was a howling of cold wind outside the cave, and the cave was dead silent, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

They all had the same expression on their faces: fear, panic, astonishment, disappointment, pain, confusion... a mixture of emotions. They remained silent for a long time until the light and shadow of the magic stone disappeared and the cave returned to darkness.

Finally, a faint light appeared in the darkness, and a hoarse voice spoke.

"Everyone... what do you think? Who is this human who was able to defeat... and kill General Tobias? Could he be a hero of the Empire? Why doesn't the intelligence mention anything about this?"