Chapter 884 Subsequent Impact
Boom!
A dull thud accompanied by a tremor.
Agnese slowly turned her head, looking expressionlessly behind her.
Behind her, the wall had collapsed, revealing a large hole, and the cause of this was the rebounded Lotus Wand…
Clang…
Sister Agnese's hand loosened, and the Lotus Wand, now just a half-broken rod, fell to the ground.
Whether from fear or despair, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and the young girl wept silently…
“…Wuming,” Noticing the change in the battlefield's situation, Kamijou Touma didn't continue fleeing with Sister Orsola but instead turned back. Seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but exclaim, “We're here to save people; don't make it look like we're the Demon Kings…”
Just then, another clamor came from outside the church doors. As the main doors were blasted open, the Amakusa-style Cross Rosicrucian members finally arrived, albeit late…
Actually, they couldn't be blamed. The battle here had ended too quickly. From the moment Lin Wuming and Kamijou Touma entered the church, less than five minutes had passed.
In such a short time, it was already very fast for the Amakusa-style members to cover a distance of ten kilometers to reach here.
Seeing the scene inside the church and the combat nuns who had completely lost their fighting spirit, appearing ready to surrender and accept their fate, the Amakusa-style members exchanged glances. While surprised, they also couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion. Because they had directly fought against them, the Amakusa-style members were well aware of how troublesome this combat nun unit was, but now…
However, the acting Pope, Itsuwa, reacted quickly and immediately arranged for everyone to take over the scene and handle the aftermath.
The main task was to treat the fallen combat nuns.
What relieved everyone, both allies and enemies, was that not a single combat nun on the scene had died, and their injuries were not even serious. Some of the nuns who were knocked down earliest had even regained consciousness on their own.
Aside from a dull ache in the areas hit by the psychic impact, there were no other reactions or side effects.
In fact, many of the Amakusa-style members' injuries were even more severe than theirs.
The three from the British Puritan Church were the last to enter the church.
Coming up to Itsuwa and understanding what had just happened, Stiyl asked in a low voice, “Can you do it, to this extent?”
Carrying his Flamberge, Itsuwa remained silent for a moment before retorting, “Can you do it?”
The two looked at each other, neither answering, but both understood each other's answer.
—No!
If they unleashed their full power and went all out, purely aiming to “defeat the Agnese Forces,” both of them would indeed have the strength to single-handedly wipe out the opponent.
As long as they didn't care about the cost.
This cost would be their own injuries and, inevitably, having to kill some members of the nun unit.
To be like Lin Wuming, not only unharmed himself but also with no casualties on the enemy's side… that would be very difficult to achieve!
No, perhaps “impossible to achieve” would be more accurate.
At this moment, they both heard Tsuchimikado Motoharu's voice from behind them: “Big Sis Kanzaki, by the way, can you do it?”
“Yes, I can.” Kanzaki Kaori nodded without the slightest hesitation.
Tsuchimikado Motoharu wasn't surprised by this answer. He had merely heard the conversation between the previous two, so he casually asked Kanzaki Kaori as well.
“Of course, she can, after all, she can easily defeat even those knights…” Tsuchimikado Motoharu murmured.
A “Saint” is such a powerful existence with extraordinary strength!
And at this moment, looking at the scene of “bodies strewn everywhere” in the church, Tsuchimikado Motoharu couldn't help but wonder—what would happen if Lin Wuming encountered those knights?
Immediately, Tsuchimikado Motoharu realized that when he subconsciously made such an assumption and comparison, he had already implicitly acknowledged the fact that “Lin Wuming possesses strength comparable to a Saint.”
“That's why it's even more troublesome…” Tsuchimikado Motoharu muttered to himself, “Why did he have to interfere and meddle in others' business…”
Regardless of how the few individuals on the magic side felt, Kamijou Touma was satisfied with the development of the situation.
After all, Sister Orsola had been rescued, the enemies were defeated, and no one had died, which could be said to be a rather perfect outcome.
Kamijou Touma handed Sister Orsola over to the Amakusa-style members, asking them to help treat her injuries—the Amakusa-style possessed various healing spells, which were indeed much more efficient than the scientific side's treatment methods in this situation.
Then, to avoid his “Imagine Breaker” interfering with the healing magic, Kamijou Touma turned and walked towards Lin Wuming.
And at this moment, he saw Tsuchimikado Motoharu pulling Lin Wuming aside and whispering something.
“What's wrong?” Kamijou Touma didn't think much of it and directly walked over to ask.
“We're discussing how to handle the aftermath…” Tsuchimikado Motoharu said grumpily, “I can't believe you managed to find Lin Wuming as a helper!”
“Who else could I find?” Kamijou Touma retorted, “In this situation, you'd know that the only reinforcement I could find is Wuming, right?”
“That's why it's troublesome…” Tsuchimikado Motoharu complained, then, without hiding it, he deliberately spoke in a voice loud enough for others nearby to hear, “The most troublesome part is—the enemies are still alive. Have you thought about what will happen next?”
“What… what will happen? And what do you mean by that? Isn't it a good thing that no one died?” Kamijou Touma was no longer an uninformed outsider like before. Seeing Tsuchimikado Motoharu's expression, he had some guesses, but he still asked, unwilling to give up, “It won't possibly cause a conflict between the Roman Orthodox Church and Academy City, will it?”
“You're not clear about it, are you?” Tsuchimikado Motoharu said.
“Will it really turn out that way?” Kamijou Touma clicked his tongue.
“It's fine that Touma is slow to catch on,” Tsuchimikado Motoharu then looked at Lin Wuming, “Wuming, why are you being so cooperative… You should have known what consequences this would cause, right?”
“Sorry, I couldn't think that far at the time.” Lin Wuming also waved his hand, “Besides, Kamijou has a point. Sister Orsola sought my protection, and I agreed; so, if she was kidnapped, I also have a responsibility to rescue her.”
“You guy…” Tsuchimikado Motoharu couldn't help but retort, “Don't make excuses. Do you really think I don't know your situation? You just wanted to use this opportunity to get rid of trouble, didn't you?”
As a multi-faceted spy, Tsuchimikado Motoharu was also an information expert. Whether it was a professional habit or an acquired instinct, he was always collecting various valuable pieces of information.
For someone like Lin Wuming, who was close by and an important figure, he was an even more crucial target for information gathering.
Therefore, Tsuchimikado Motoharu even understood the complex emotional entanglements between Lin Wuming and the beautiful young women around him better than Lin Wuming himself.
After all, Tsuchimikado Motoharu, on the surface, was a seasoned otaku who had played many dating simulation games; he hadn't eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run.
An outsider sees clearly. Unlike the parties involved who might be affected by “cognitive bias,” Tsuchimikado Motoharu had long anticipated the signs of a love triangle forming around Lin Wuming.
“Since you're the all-knowing Tsuchimikado, then just tell me directly, what information have you gathered, and what will happen next?” Lin Wuming understood his implied meaning, so he asked directly.
