Silvia said she would “fly” Xia De to the rooftop, but in reality, she took his hand and jumped directly out of the window. the moment he felt the pull of gravity, he felt as if someone had grabbed his hair and yanked him upwards.
The momentary weightlessness and the confusion of not being able to distinguish the direction of gravity almost made Xia De lose his footing when he landed the next second, but the Great Witch beside him quickly steadied him.
The rooftop of the noble manor’s main house could even serve as a large open-air balcony, as it sometimes needed to fulfill certain functional requirements.
At this moment, the march was high above their heads, dark clouds drifted from an unknown place, obscuring most of the starry sky, and the slightly cold wind of early winter blew on their bodies, making people shiver.
The roof of the mansion had no gaslight, and under the Moonlight of the march, the battle here had already begun.
Princess Margaret Anjou was indeed here, but she looked terrified, her face pale, standing there clutching her dress, at a loss.
Actually, there were six people fighting: Mr. Bernhardt and the extremely burly Viscount Ramadi. The two Vampire nobles transformed into large swarms of blood-colored bats under the Moon, and their companion was surprisingly the middle-aged priest from the Peace Church who had warmly shaken hands with Mr. Bernhardt at the banquet.
He stood solemnly in front of Princess Margaret Anjou, his Eight-Ring Warlock Destiny Ring glowing with the core Ling Rune 【White Dove】; countless white doves continuously flew out from the center of the spinning Destiny Ring, then exploded silently in the air. The power of each explosion was no less than a full steam cannon shot.
“A Peace Church priest, summoning white doves representing peace, to use as bombs.”
Xia De found this scene particularly comical.
As for the other side fighting them, Xia De had actually met two of them before; they were precisely the two who had been chatting by the banquet hall window.
The Lady in the black and red long dress, who had won two special rhode cards in the rhode cards game, held a large book with a silver-white hard cover. Behind her was a Hexacle Arcanist Destiny Ring, and she was doing her best to deal with Mr. Bernhardt’s blood bats.
The gentleman who had chatted with her by the window was dressed as a scholar, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his Nine Ring Arcanist Destiny Ring indicated his identity.
The last one was a thin man without eyebrows. He stood behind his companions, holding a brass box covered with water plants in both hands. He did not display his Destiny Ring, nor did he join the battle. Xia De took one look at him and knew he was just a low-Ring Arcanist.
“Stop!”
Upon seeing Xia De and Silvia suddenly appear, The Lady holding the silver-white book’s face suddenly changed, and then she abruptly retreated. The Nine Ring middle-aged gentleman followed her retreat, and although he was a high-Ring Arcanist, he seemed to be obeying The Lady’s orders.
And Mr. Bernhardt and Viscount Ramadi also transformed back into human form from the bat swarm, retreating to the side of the Peace Church’s Eight-Ring Warlock. The Vampires and the priest stood together, jointly blocking in front of the princess.
“When did Peace Church priests become friends with Vampires?”
The woman holding the silver-white book asked. She had also applied light makeup for the banquet. She appeared to be twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with sharp eyes and eyebrows, and spoke with an extremely standard Carson Rick accent, making one sigh that she should become an orator.
“They are my friends.”
The priest, with a white dove perched on his shoulder, said, his eyes scanning the three people opposite him:
“A Truth Society Nine Ring professor, actually obeying your orders, Lady, which one are you in the Truth Society?”
The clearly speaking Lady smiled but did not answer. Instead, she looked at Xia De and Silvia standing by. Of course, due to their disguises at the moment, no one could recognize the two:
“First, we have no hostility towards Princess Margaret Anjou and the Anjou Royal Family. This must be emphasized clearly. The Truth Society has not violated the Church’s treaty by directly attacking members of a secular royal family.”
She said very seriously, her eyes slightly narrowed and very sharp:
“Second, the people who acted in the banquet hall were from the Pantanal Voodoo Society. They will bear the responsibility for this incident.”
She looked down at the large book she was holding:
“Third, our purpose is that there is something on Margaret Anjou that we want, but we don’t know what it is. We originally intended to ask her, but we didn’t expect you to pursue us so quickly.”
Xia De also looked at Princess Margaret Anjou upon hearing this, and the latter was quite at a loss.
“Miss Pa Wo, are we not fighting anymore?”
The Truth Society’s Nine Ring professor asked somewhat puzzled. The Lady referred to as “Miss Pa Wo” gently shook her head:
“My book showed that our win rate was sixty-three percent just now, but after these two appeared, our win rate is less than ten percent.”
The two Vampires and the Peace Church priest firmly protected Princess Margaret Anjou. The Truth Society Lady looked at Xia De and Silvia:
“This tall Lady, my book shows that she is at least a Twelve-Ring Arcanist; if we fight alone, none of us can win.”
Silvia raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised that the other party could see through the power of a Witch beyond that of a Ring Arcanist.
“This gentleman is even stranger. My book cannot even analyze our win rate if we confront him, as if his power repeatedly jumps between mortal and divine. Perhaps we will easily defeat him, or perhaps we will die with even our souls annihilated. I have never encountered such a situation.”
She looked at the Peace Church priest, the only “official” person here:
“Numbers do not lie, so this time, our mission has failed, but we will always find another opportunity to talk to Princess Margaret Anjou alone. By the way—”
She paused intentionally, allowing everyone to hear her voice clearly:
“Our purpose was only to talk to the princess, but we found the princess because the Blood Spirit School used the ‘puppeteer's notes’ to divine that she has something important on her. Weeping Blood Hermons was severely wounded in the Tobesk Dark Descent incident, and he still harbors resentment towards the Church.”
“You want us to cause trouble for the Pantanal Voodoo Society and the Blood Spirit School?”
The priest asked loudly. “Miss Pa Wo” smiled:
“I have told you the truth. What you do should be decided by yourselves. But numbers do not lie, and I can guess your decision.”
“Do you think you can leave smoothly?”
Silvia, who had not spoken until now, said. “Miss Pa Wo” shook her head slightly and whispered:
“Didn’t the Truth Society spend so much money hiring a priest of the Old God, the raging storm, holding their holy relic, the angel-level relic 【Wrath of the Divine Punishment】, to help us, precisely so we could escape in the worst-case scenario? I always anticipate the worst.”
“Lady, is it really okay for you to expose my situation like that?”
The unibrowed man, who had not participated in the battle and was holding the box covered with water plants, asked in a muffled voice. He spoke delarion, and from his accent, it seemed to be from the Cold Water Port area on the West Coast.
“The cooperation agreement didn’t say anything about not revealing it,” Miss Pa Wo, who was holding the book, said with a smile, then gestured to the Cultists: “Quickly use this relic, otherwise none of us will escape.”
The drifting dark clouds completely obscured the three moons at this moment. Darkness briefly enveloped the earth, and in this darkness, the Ring術士 almost simultaneously made their moves.
The white dove perched on the Peace Church priest’s shoulder rushed towards the three people opposite at a speed Xia De’s eyes couldn’t discern. Mr. Bernhardt and Viscount Ramadi simultaneously unleashed blood-colored arcs towards their enemies. And the Great Witch beside Xia De even gently swiped her finger, and with the sound of shattering glass, the space on the mansion’s rooftop seemed to completely shatter, which also showed that the Great Witch was striking with all her might at this moment.
But all these attacks surprisingly had no effect.
Creak~
A certain soul-shaking power manifested itself in this small space at this moment. Everyone’s movements froze in place, the flying white doves and blood-colored arcs naturally dissipated, and the shattered space restored itself as if time were flowing backward.
Xia De felt his breath stop due to the oppressive feeling that seemed to come from the sky. He could only feel that in the dead silence, the dark clouds overhead drifted past the Moon, and then Moonlight once again poured down, illuminating the box held by the priest of the Evil God 【raging storm】.
In the hands of the man without eyebrows, the brass box covered with water plants was slowly opening, and the golden light that burst forth even briefly froze the two Truth Society members in place.
That great power flashed by in the moment, but at this instant, centered on Rothschild Manor, everyone could see that pitch-black clouds rapidly covered the entire night sky, obscuring the starry sky and the three bright moons.
An extremely powerful mental pressure swept across the rooftop, forcing everyone, including Silvia, to take a step back.
A storm came from nowhere. In the depths of the long night, a huge shadow vaguely stood on the horizon. They all heard the sound of waves, and they all heard the roar and fury that represented nature.
In the moment, the lid of the brass box fully opened. The Vampires, the priest, Xia De, Silvia, and Princess Margaret Anjou simultaneously felt something in the cloud-covered night sky lock onto them.
“Run!”
The Truth Society’s Nine Ring “professor” pulled his two companions, jumping off the rooftop as if fleeing for their lives.
“Be careful!”
The Witch instinctively shouted this, leaping as if to fly high and block the impending thunder, but at this moment, she was surprised to find her movements so slow. The angel-level relic (level 1) opened, not only summoning thunder, but also a higher-dimensional power that solidified space and time. The six remaining people on the roof watched helplessly as lightning flashed in the dark clouds, and surging thunder gathered directly above their heads.
【Wrath of the Divine Punishment】 was about to arrive; this was a power even the Great Witch dared not face.
The light of the divine art formed a pure golden barrier above their heads, and then a blood-colored light also pushed up against it.
Emma Sylvia stared wide-eyed at the lightning in the clouds. She knew these defenses were useless. Just as she was about to use spatial power to forcibly deflect the attack, which was uniquely not aimed at Princess Margaret Anjou, she suddenly felt her hand being squeezed painfully by another warm hand.
Turning to look at Xia De, she found the handsome young gentleman looking up at the thunder-filled night sky with a look of ecstasy:
“Could it be—”
