Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Inksa could only watch them busy and observe quietly from the side. All she could do was not to cause trouble. She could not help because she didn't understand any of this.

She felt a little depressed.

Inksa herself knew that her current strength was far from enough, and she was able to come here entirely because of the kindness of the sage - the training of a saint is not just a process of cultivating strength, but also a process of walking down the north and south of the continent. Saints of all generations will go through this period.

Before becoming a saint, Inksa had heard countless anecdotes about the saint from the villagers, because fifty years ago the saint had visited their small fishing village, that cold and barren fishing village, and her grandfather often told stories about his childhood - evil spirits attacked the village, and he and the children in the village hid on a fishing boat. At that time, the saint and the brave man appeared.

It was truly a fascinating and blood-boiling story, which made people yearn for it and sigh with emotion, and was passed down from mouth to mouth by the elders in the village.

The story of the Saint accompanies Inksa's growth. The existence of the Saint is the object of Inksa's worship. She has sighed countless times how lucky she is to be chosen as the Saint. It is like picking a star, so incredible and desirable - so she wants to do better, to gain the strength and courage worthy of the title of Saint. She needs foresight and independence, just like the previous Saint, to become another dazzling star and flatten the darkness and evil.

I just don't know how to be like Sister Elsa...

Although she felt a little disappointed, she did not get discouraged and did not waste her time.

——She chose to practice boxing.

"Ouch!"

She threw a powerful punch, so hard that she could even feel the soreness in her arm.

Ever since Elsa said that, Inksa has been trying to figure out how to replicate Elsa's punch. Of course, she hasn't made any progress yet, but she's been following the principles taught by her church teacher: think more before seeking answers, watch more, listen more, think more, deliberate, and find answers in her own way.

So Inksa is trying to find the mystery in Aisha's words in her own way.

"Hey!"

Inksa retracted her fist, stepped forward, bent her knees and tightened her abdomen, and then threw another straight punch. She used so much force that her slender arms shook.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, a complete novice, Inksha had little strength. But she still threw her punches with all her might, her eyes focused, recalling the few moves she had learned and practicing them over and over again. After all, she had learned a few moves from a martial arts teacher in the Church, so she delivered punch after punch with considerable skill.

However, no matter how hard Inksha tried, or how she tried to mobilize her magic power while punching, she could not compress and detonate the magic power as Aisha said.

All she could do was to rely on her strong affinity and control over the Holy Light to concentrate the magic power on her fists, controlling the magic power to surge rhythmically with the swinging and retracting of her fists. She tried hard to feel the sensation of bestowing magic power on her hands, and carefully distinguished the wind flow brought about by each punch.

Inksa thought she was still a long way from getting started, but it didn't matter, because she had already made up her mind in her heart. It was like a climber looking up at an unreachable mountain, wanting to reach the top - if she wanted to become someone as strong as Elsa, she must put in enough effort and sweat, plus enough luck, to have a slight chance of achieving it.

So Inksha threw every punch with remarkable seriousness. If Tricia were here, she would have seen Inksha's fists causing the surrounding magic to surge. Although the level was very weak and insignificant, any magic would trigger such a tiny phenomenon, it was actually an encouragement to Inksha.

The paladins on the side were doing their own things, either patrolling or recording everything here with the magic stone, while also silently paying attention to Inksa.

"Your Highness the Saint is so hardworking and serious..."

They sighed.

At this time, Tricia and Elsa had already climbed to the top of the tower. Strangely, this was the only entrance to the tower. Looking down from here, one could almost see the entire sky island.

"Crow, monitor the movements of those monsters here."

Tricia called out.

The crow, having replenished its thunder power, had wings that were long and full again. It raised its head and cried out, giving people the illusion of pride - but when it looked at Elsa, it immediately lowered its head, which made Tricia, the crow's owner, feel very strange.

"If an accident occurs, protect Inksa first."

Tricia gave the order, and then she and Aisha walked into the tower. At this time, Tricia looked at Aisha a few more times.

"Elsa, your magic power seems to have become stronger again?"

Tricia couldn't see through Elsa's magic, but her intuition about magic was correct.

"Well, the amount of magic I can control has increased a little. I should probably try some new magic now."

Aisha said.

Elsa didn't know how many black monsters she had killed. Thirteen more filthy ones died at her hands. Now Elsa's magic value has reached 55 points, which is indeed much more than the 28 points before she came here.

This is a huge improvement, probably.

Tricia sighed calmly, but quickly composed herself.

"Elsa, what do you think of Inksha?"

"What do you mean?"

Elsa's hint made Tricia unconsciously think of the kiss between Elsa and Charlie - she had to look away so that Elsa couldn't see her expression.

"That is... as a saint..."

"Well, of course I like her very much."

Elsa's tone always made Tricia feel as if she was talking about something else.

"Although I still don't know her well enough - I believe she is a brave and kind person."

Tricia smiled and said nothing more.

She could hear that Elsa was willing to help Inksa grow as a holy nun. Perhaps... Inksa would grow up to be a unique saint?

But... at this point, is the Saint's growth really that important? Tricia couldn't help but ask herself.

At this time, Tricia and Elsa had already arrived inside the tower.

The interior of the tower is very spacious, as large as an indoor gymnasium. Just like the outside, the interior is still monotonous. The walls and the floor are snow-white. The plaster-like walls still have a hint of white even at night.

There is a big hole leading to the bottom in the center of the scene. What is puzzling is that there are no stairs here. Instead, there are several symmetrical structures like diving boards standing out, which makes people a little concerned.

If you look closely, you will find that there are murals carved on the surrounding walls, but they are not obvious on the white walls.

Tricia stopped and sensed it, then looked at the mural a few more times. The mural seemed to depict some strange images, but the protagonist was always a human with wings - this made Tricia squint slightly, but she did not stay for long. Instead, she came to the edge of the big hole and looked down.

This tower is divided into many floors, with no end in sight, just like concentric circles stacked together to form this tower.

At this time, Elsa raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Tricia, can you hear anything?"

"Huh? What?"

"Someone is talking."

Tricia obviously had no feeling, even when she used magic to sense, she found nothing.

But Tricia believed in Aisha.

"What did it say? What kind of sound was it?"

"A girl's voice, but I couldn't understand it... She wasn't speaking the Common Tongue."

Aisha said.

"It's down here."

The sound was very, very distant, ethereal, clear, sometimes high, sometimes low.

Tricia was looking down.

"The control center is right below here... Let's go down and take a look."

"Ah."

Elsa did not jump down directly, but Tricia confirmed the situation ahead before Elsa went down - this was also to avoid accidentally destroying the magic control center, which would have wasted all the previous efforts.

They continued like this until they reached the bottom floor, where a huge crystal platform appeared before Elsa and Tricia's eyes.

"This is the control center... but strangely, it seems to be connected to something else."

Tricia was thinking and looking around. The surrounding area was much narrower than the top floor. It was just a room of less than 100 square meters. There were crystal door-like structures attached to the surrounding walls, which seemed to echo the crystal platform in the center.

"Can you still hear that sound?"

"Yes, right here."

Elsa pointed to the crystal platform.

Tricia narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, stretched out her hand, and a magical light completely illuminated the place. In an instant, the sound of some mechanical shaft resounded throughout the room, and beams of blazing light shot out from the crystal doors on the surrounding walls.

Elsa stood in front of Tricia, but the beam of light seemed to have no killing power and was just a simple illumination.

The light slowly moved with the sound of machinery and shot towards the crystal table in the center. As more and more light beams converged on the crystal table, a surprising scene appeared.

On the crystal stage, the figure of a white-haired girl with a pair of snow-white wings growing on her back slowly emerged. She stood there quietly, looking at Elsa and Tricia.

She spoke quickly: "@%￥＆＃..."

The girl spoke loudly in words that neither Aisha nor Tricia could understand. Her face showed a little anxiety, a little anger, as well as deep compassion and helplessness.

"It's her."

Aisha said——the voice that had been appearing just now was this girl.

"Elsa, I can't see her essence."

Tricia watched the girl cautiously, frowning slightly. In Tricia's eyes, there was nothing where the girl was, only a ball of air and the magic elements floating in it.

"—She is just a phantom."

Tricia said, looking towards the crystal pedestal.

"The real sound is down here."

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173. Shadow of the Demon King

——There are still many secrets in this world, and human knowledge is only one ten-thousandth of the truth, or even less than one ten-thousandth.

Tricia has always thought so.

Especially after her recent encounter with Elsa, she began to find more and more surprising things, and Tricia became more and more suspicious as to whether there was some connection between all of this.

Is this world going to change?

Tricia shook her head, sweeping away the hesitation in her heart.

At this time, Elsa was frowning and looking at the girl with wings on her back. The wind controlled by magic passed through the girl's body easily. After trying other methods, Elsa chose to touch her with her hand. Her hand really passed through the girl's body - as guessed, the girl had no entity, but was just an illusion composed of these overlapping lights.

It looks like a three-dimensional projection formed by the combination of these lights through some technology. Elsa has seen similar technology in the History Museum, but the holographic projection in the History Museum is formed by visual effects after being covered with a large glass cover, and this one is obviously more "sci-fi".

However, the girl was not completely virtual - because she showed obvious resistance to Elsa's outstretched hand, and she even screamed in resistance when Elsa's arm passed through her body.

“￥%＆*！@——!!!”

Elsa had no idea what the girl was saying, but her exaggerated expression showed she was incredibly excited. Her fair face flushed red, and she looked both angry and embarrassed, which was strange. She hugged her shoulders, bit her lip, and stared at Elsa for a long moment. The snow-white wings behind her also enveloped her shoulders, protecting her body like a feathered garment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I know you seem angry, but I didn't mean to—and I don't understand what you're saying, and you probably don't understand me either, right?"

Elsa sighed, but the girl's reaction only intensified. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked aggrieved. She chattered non-stop, perhaps knowing Elsa couldn't understand her. She stomped her feet at her, but when Elsa approached, she immediately huddled together, seeming terrified.

Although the girl in front of me is a little cute, like a frightened bird... But to be honest, it is really hard to feel normal to have only one girl on an uninhabited island.

Elsa didn't consider the girl a human being, at least not yet.

"Did Tricia find anything?"

Sighing and ignoring the girl's rather heated words, Aisha asked Tricia.

Although Elsa's five senses can capture many clues that ordinary people cannot perceive, Elsa is not good at magic and related knowledge, so she can only leave it to Tricia.

And Tricia also showed a rare look of hesitation.

"I don't understand what she's saying. Perhaps it's a very ancient language—just like the magic of this sky island."

Tricia said.

It's like a ruin that emerged after being submerged in the sea for thousands or tens of thousands of years, carrying the smell of time and rust. Most of the magic circles here are simple and ancient, which is very different from the current magic system. There is a shadow of the magic of the Age of Gods. Obviously, it is a long time away from the present era.

"Although I have seen demihumans with wings growing from their backs, she doesn't seem to belong to any demihuman tribe that I know of."

"Could it be some kind of magic?"

"If I don't see her in person, I can't make an immediate judgment."

Tricia said.

"Although we haven't seen anyone else until now, it's clear that this place hasn't always been like this," Tricia expressed her thoughts. "When I saw this girl, I thought that those strange-looking white tower-shaped buildings are suitable for people like her to live in. Perhaps this was once a kingdom for people like her with wings on their backs..."

Like some kind of large bird?

"But the problem now is that I can clearly feel the magical fluctuations emanating from the control center, right here in this crystal pedestal. There seems to be some connection between this girl and the crystal pedestal... but I'm not sure if it will have any effect if I tear it down. She seems to be just a magical illusion, so when the magic is broken, she will probably disappear."

Tricia looked at the girl, and Aisha followed her gaze.

The girl was still mumbling something and staring at Elsa, as if she had something to say. Elsa glanced at her and simply ignored her.