As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

But everyone still stared at the projection with eyes wide open.

The battle between the White Harbor Church and the Holy Light Church headquarters, the battle between the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent, the Trial of the Saint will determine the outcome of all this.

The Saint Trial will ultimately depend on the showdown between Alice and Sang.

Unlike when he looked at Roy, [Sword Saint] Leo was obviously interested this time and turned his gaze to Theresa.

"Let's not talk about Holy Light's qualifications, but you don't really think that girl can defeat the Son of Light, do you?"

"..."

Roy is indeed amazing, but the outcome of the Saint Trial ultimately depends on the Saint candidates.

Once the candidate enters the sacrificial hall, the saint's guards will have no right to interfere.

Alice is not weak, but can she really defeat the number one genius in the East Continent who is on par with the Sword Saint's direct disciple?

Feeling anxious, Theresa didn't know how to answer.

It's not just Theresa.

Aside from the loyal knights of the Lionheart Kingdom, an atmosphere of unease had already spread across the entire continent, diluting Roy's joy at his winning streak.

The miracle that day was indeed amazing, but it only represented potential, not combat effectiveness.

Roy at least had quite a few names, but before the Saint Trial, almost no one had heard of Alice except in the Lionheart Kingdom.

In the magic academy, she is just one of many outstanding students and is far from being a genius.

Among the most dazzling young generations in the Western Continent, Alice's name has never been mentioned.

Outside the sacrificial hall.

Even Roy felt a little nervous as he watched the blonde girl resolutely step towards the sacrificial hall.

Somehow, when Roy came to his senses, he had already grabbed Alice's hand involuntarily.

The final battle in the original work, the destined moment of the fate-defying node, is the key point for the promotion of the false king's blood. Everything is about to be revealed.

But Roy realized at this moment that none of that mattered.

For a moment, he even wanted to stop it all.

I have done everything I can for Alice.

Raise, train, and protect her. So that the little maid can successfully reach the festival hall in a perfect state, even surpassing the original state.

Subconsciously, Roy even wanted to completely settle everything for her, even defeating the Son of Light for her.

In the end, she still has to rely on her own strength.

Roy wanted to say something to Alice, but something stuck in his throat.

Be it teaching or encouragement, this is not the original intention.

He is simply...

The girl blinked, but turned around and held Roy's hand.

"This is the first time the Master has made such an expression."

“…Is there?”

Roy smiled bitterly and touched his face.

"Master, are you worried about Alice?"

"......Um."

Even though saying this might make Alice uneasy, Roy couldn't hide his true feelings in those pure blue eyes.

What a shame.

I've been through such desperate situations, yet I'm so nervous watching Alice complete the trial...

Alice held Roy's hand tightly, stared at him, and said softly but firmly: "Alice will definitely win. And I will protect myself."

"so--"

At this moment, Roy inexplicably felt that the little maid who had been nestled in his arms had finally grown up.

Watching the blonde girl walk into the sacrificial hall with her head held high, Roy's eyes moistened as he recalled the warm words just now, but he smiled.

"Alice will become your saint."

Well, I believe you.

Inside the sacrificial hall.

The pure white altar is solemn and sacred. In front of the altar, surrounded by countless pure white holy flames, is a large uncovered fighting field.

In the center of the venue, Sang sat silently.

Only after Alice stepped onto the field did he open his eyes and slowly stand up.

Unlike Levi's breathtaking aura, Sang's breath was like a gentle breeze.

Holy, warm, yet vast and boundless. Half of the hall, divided by him, seemed enveloped in a strange halo, slightly distorted.

Sang's gaze fell on Alice.

"Levi was defeated. Your guards were amazing."

"But between you and me, I will win."

Alice was not moved by the other party at all, her eyes were unusually calm: "Alice will become a saint."

The two candidates exchanged glances, seemingly peacefully.

However, invisible and extraordinary fluctuations were faintly vibrating and colliding, causing ripples in the barrier.

It's true that Sang is Sequence 6, but with the blessing of [Seraphim], Alice can also be temporarily promoted to this level.

The Son of Light ignored Alice's efforts to block his aura and said flatly, "Your faith is nothing but blind faith. Even if your bloodline is fortunate enough to receive the goddess's favor, in the end..."

“Faith is the key.”

"I have believed in the Holy Light since childhood, untouched by the taint of the mortal world. I am purer than you, nobler than you, holier than you. I was born destined for sainthood, and you are but a maid, a test bestowed upon me by the goddess."

"This trial has been my canonization battle from the very beginning!"

There was no arrogance in Sang's words, but he felt superior to others from the bottom of his heart, looking down at an ant with a friendly face.

That kind of innate temperament exudes an oppressive feeling that is different from the arrogance inherited from the Holy Sword, which is enough to make all the geniuses of the East Continent surrender.

Alice was slightly startled.

However, rather than fear, there is more confusion.

Who understands what you are saying?

What's the point of belief or not? Is there a debate segment in the trial of the saint?

Although she didn't understand, Alice felt inexplicably unhappy when she saw the other party's condescending attitude.

Saints are noble. Since I want to compete for that noble position, how can I fall behind?

Seeing Alice's silence, Sang couldn't help but curl his lips: "Knowing the difficulty and retreating, to avoid physical pain, is a wise move."

Alice said firmly, "Impossible."

"Alice's faith is above yours."

Sang frowned slightly: "How shameless."

You are just a maid from the Western Continent, how much faith can you have in the Holy Light?

The girl slowly drew her sword and said coldly, "Alice believes in Roy."

"This battle is the battle for canonization for Alice. And now, I will offer victory for my faith."

Sang Hexu's expression twitched slightly, and he was stunned for several seconds before he sighed softly.

Woman, are you sick?

I'm talking to you about faith, what are you talking to me about?

What kind of faith is faith in a person? !

It was said that this maid had been severely disciplined by Roy, and now it seemed that she was truly beyond help.

Sang's eyes turned cold: "Mortals are still mortals after all."

"Let me shatter your ridiculous beliefs."

Chapter 79: Odds of Winning

[Son of Light] grasped the void and condensed a golden spear.

There was a loud whistling sound and a sudden attack.

The Paladin was not afraid, he raised his sword and stepped forward, meeting the thrust with a slash.

The weapons collided and holy light burst out.

The extraordinary fluctuations of Chibai and Jinyao centered on the two of them, surging outward and shaking the surrounding stone pillars.

The trumpet of the saints was sounded.

The spear blade moved and stabbed continuously, the sword flashed and slashed, and the two sides fought continuously at close range, and it was difficult to tell who was stronger for a while.

But the attempt at close combat only lasted a few rounds.

After blocking Alice's attack again, Sang stomped the ground hard, shouted in a deep voice, and then burst out with powerful holy light, and repelled Alice with pure brute force.

Immediately afterwards, golden spots of light like fireflies appeared around the Son of Light.

Alice's eyes flickered and she quickly raised her hand to block.

【Firefly of Light】.

A long-range technique similar to Oloya's, but far more powerful than the former.

Each ray of light exploded like a cannonball, stirring up a strong wind and blowing Alice away.

At the critical moment, Alice activated the [Temple Gauntlet] and condensed a shield of holy light to block this dangerous spell.

Before the smoke cleared, the blonde girl caught Sang's breath and struck three swords with her backhand.

The holy sword energy is as sharp as a blade.

Sang's figure was cut in half like butter being cut by a hot knife, but it was also scattered in the wind like dust.

Before she could even wonder, Alice felt a chill behind her and quickly turned around.

And Sang's figure had already appeared behind him.

The spear was like thunder, gathering in a flash and exploding into an astonishing golden holy light.

With a shrill sound of metal, the blonde girl was swept away by the astonishing force and fell into the wall.

"Blocked... I'm lucky." Sang turned the spear with one hand and walked back to the center of the venue leisurely.

Even with the [Temple Gauntlets], Alice's left arm was injured due to the violent impact just now.

The severe pain caused the girl's face to change slightly, but she endured the pain, forcibly held her trembling left hand, and drove the holy light to heal it.

In just a few seconds, her left arm healed. Alice gripped the sword again and faced Sang.

Sang nodded slightly: "Healing, the most basic ability of Holy Light."

"But you're forcibly increasing your level while healing your injuries. How long can your bloodline, which is already inferior to mine, last?"

Alice waved her sword with one hand and replied coldly: "A quick fight and a quick decision."

"ridiculous."

Sang Lun raised his spear and attacked again.

Compared with other extraordinary people, the extraordinary people of the Holy Light system obviously have more diverse abilities.

Among them, [Son of Light] Sang is undoubtedly the best.

[Holy Light Condenses into Spear].

【Firefly of Light】.