Chapter 79 | Please Kill Me, Lady Saintess

“Do not panic! Do not run around! The Church will handle this crisis!”

Teachers and Inquisitors responsible for maintaining order used wind-attribute magic from Archmages to float in the air, patrolling every street and alley of the school. Their immediate priority was to stabilize the students.

The Dean of Students was also completely bewildered.

She helped several female students who had been knocked to the ground back to their dormitories. After seeing them off, she raised her head to look at the rapidly moving ice ball.

The ice ball moved slowly, but the white mist it emitted had already completely blocked out the sun.

The entire Holy Academy grew dim, as if shrouded by dark clouds, and the original sky seemed to have been replaced by the blue ice ball.

Rain began to fall.

It was as if the prophesied end times had descended upon the mortal realm ahead of schedule.

Having previously followed Lord Ulrich, she was well aware of the Church's despicable practices.

These people spoke grandly on the surface, but if the damage caused by a disaster was deemed insignificant, they would not even bother to act... Those long-lived existences who relied on powerful magic probably did not care how many times the student body of the Holy Academy was replaced. They were arrogant to the extreme.

Whether they would protect the students of the Holy Academy depended on the difficulty of dealing with this “ice ball,” the resulting magical damage, and the social status and background of the students who were about to die in this disaster.

Furthermore, the ideology of the Saintess Faction had already severely undermined the Church's sacred position in people's hearts. Today it was a city; tomorrow it would be an entire nation...

Many paladin armies were stationed in the city. They might have prepared magic to counter the meteorite impact long ago, but they were unwilling to act ahead of time for the sake of weak students.

Therefore, even though the Dean of Students comforted the students and told them everything would be fine, her heart remained filled with uncertainty.

Would the Church really come to save them?

She looked up, watching the threat in the sky grow larger and larger. She estimated that in just a few hours, it would reach the Holy Academy and level it to the ground.

Yet she had no idea that those so-called high-ranking clergy of the Church had already been standing on the rooftops of the school for some time.

“What a spectacular sight. As expected of a magical beast. Could it be the same awakened magical beast from the White Dusk Forest?”

Leading them was a young man with sandy-brown short hair. His sharp, spirited eyes watched the “ice ball”—or rather, the “ice meteorite”—in the sky like a hawk. Wearing a blue cloak and silver light armor, his handsome face carried a confident smile, as if he were eagerly anticipating the upcoming battle.

“I told you, Caesar, don't go imagining how weak your opponent is. That's a magical beast. You're being a bit naive.”

“If the enemy is a magical beast, it won't be that simple to deal with~”

The voices belonged to two petite girls.

They were barely over 140 centimeters tall, and their appearances were ninety percent identical, looking like two clones of the same person. They wore cute white and gold Lolita dresses, with white over-the-knee socks wrapping their petite legs. The older sister wore a garter with sunflower lace on her left thigh, while the younger sister wore it on her right.

Light danced in their golden pupils. Holding hands, the older sister carried a giant hammer while the younger sister held a giant axe... The ends of these two three-meter-long weapons were tightly connected by a chain.

The most prominent difference between them was that the older sister had black hair, while the younger sister had dark red hair.

And their identity was none other than the fourth Cardinal of the Church.

The older sister was named “Black Lotus,” and the younger sister was named “Blood Lotus.”

They were inseparable, even in battle.

Together, the two of them made up a single Cardinal, who was also one of the most powerful authorities within the Church.

“Cardinal Black Lotus and Blood Lotus, I never expected to receive your assistance. It is truly my honor.”

Aether adjusted his suit and pushed up his sunglasses.

The wind whipped his tie. Instinctively, he ripped it off, letting go of his grip and allowing it to drift away in the wind and rain.

“At this rate, the Holy Academy might be wiped out today.”

Meanwhile, the young man, Caesar, drew the longsword at his waist, rested it on his shoulder, and spoke in an incredibly loud voice.

“The Holy Academy? If the students can't even resolve a crisis of this level, then there's absolutely no point in preserving the embers of their lives!”

“Whoosh, whoosh...”

The howling wind blew Black Lotus's long hair.

Everyone turned around at the same time.

In the central plaza of the Holy Academy, a brilliant golden light suddenly burst forth. Pure light-attribute magic appeared out of thin air like a fountain before the eyes of all the despairing people.

The light gathered on the flat ground, slowly floating upward like countless fireflies responding to a fairy's call, before systematically gathering and dispersing.

Finally, it forcefully coalesced into a golden palace.

Such a miraculous scene left all of them astonished. Light affinity of this caliber had never been recorded in history, and a powerhouse who could construct a temple out of the light attribute was utterly unheard of!

Black Lotus squinted her eyes and said, “I heard that the Holy Academy has two students with 【S+】 light affinity. Could it be...”

Her younger sister, Blood Lotus, could not help but sigh in amazement. “This might even be on par with Elcalan. She might actually lose today.”

The presence of the golden palace drew the gaze of nearly every student. They watched as a ten-meter-wide platform appeared in the air above the palace, and upon that platform stood four blurry figures.

At this moment, several students who could enhance their vision with magic cried out in shock.

Those were the figures of four young girls.

...Krulu, Velrose, and Sathya!

The other person, hidden beneath a white Church cloak, was somewhat unfamiliar.

However, the other three were all former apprentice Saintesses.

According to the rumors, they were supposed to have died in the White Dusk Forest—or, as the Church claimed, they had gone to perform a secret mission to complete their further evaluations.

They were also the four students hotly discussed by the “Saintess Faction.”

For them to suddenly appear at such a critical moment of crisis, did it mean something?

Leading them, Sathya slightly raised her head and cast a casual glance at the approaching ice meteorite.

She raised her hand, and firefly-like light particles actually began to gather in her palm. The “light” bowed before her like loyal subjects submitting to the majesty of the Goddess of Light.

A blazing beam of light, accompanied by the gentle vibrations of light-attribute magic, shot toward the approaching ice meteorite, slicing it clean in half the instant it made contact. Immediately after, the beam suddenly emitted an even stronger wave of energy and exploded, the intense shockwave shattering the entire ice meteorite into pieces. The shockwave swept away the clouds, once again revealing a corner of the vast, boundless sky, where the sunlight shone brilliantly against the floating light particles and shattered ice crystals.