............"Sigh... these petty criminals. How many times do they have to try these stupid stunts!" A priest emerged from the shadows, sighing as he looked at the man sprawling on the ground before grabbing his leg and dragging him roughly, as if he were carrying baggage."Step... step... huff... huff... Ahhh, thanks, man! You're a lifesaver! You saved my skin; otherwise, I wouldn't know what to answer at today's meeting!" Another priest emerged from the inner part, running and out of breath. He expressed his gratitude to the priest who had just helped him."Humph... we need to increase their punishment. These bastards seem to be getting more and more rebellious," both priests muttered before heading into the deeper part of the mine."Phew... isn't this getting dangerous? Just yesterday, when that criminal was escaping, he injured an uncle from our neighbor. He's still in bed recovering from the injury," a few young boys talked about the incident that happened yesterday in hushed t
............"Haaa... greetings, Father Deniel. We are happy to hear your praise!" The Holy Battle Mages, upon seeing who the robed man was, immediately put away their weapons and saluted him before greeting him.The robed man turned out to be Archbishop Deniel. As for why he appeared there, the Holy Battle Mages squad was confused, but they didn't question him. They understood they were not in a position to question anything from an Archbishop, who was above everyone except Pope Aurelius himself."Keep doing your best. I will be on my way as I have some business in Lion Mouth Mine. And make sure to keep it a secret that I came here, alright?" The Archbishop gestured to them to return to their duties. He also asked them to keep his visit a secret. Though the squad had many questions, they obediently nodded and went back into hiding.The Archbishop covered his head again and walked into the mine. This time, he flicked his staff and activated a stealth spell to avoid being noticed by
............"Disgusting little shits," Archbishop muttered, holding his beloved staff in his hand, ready to make the criminals suffer a little."Die, you fucking old man!" Suddenly, the man with scars on both his back and front lunged towards Archbishop, expecting the old man to be surprised by his swift attack."Way too slow," Archbishop muttered before swiftly turning his body towards the attacker. The scarred man was left terrified by the old man's next move."Bang! Crash! Ooaf!"Archbishop held his staff with both hands and swung it like a club, making direct contact with the scarred man's face. He was sent flying with such force that he slammed into the stone wall, blood and teeth flying from his mouth."What the hell was that? Is that even possible?" The other criminals, who were about to join the fight, stopped in their tracks, mouths hanging open in shock and fear."What, you pathetic little rats! Did you forget you're trapped in this cage like little mice, tsk... tsk!" The
............"This time I won't miss!" Archbishop Deniel declared loudly as he chased after the presence at high speed, exchanging numerous moves but unable to land a proper hit.Then... "Hahaha... gotcha!" Archbishop Deniel cornered the Faceless killer right where he wanted, amidst the scattered stones he had broken earlier."Lightning Snakes...!" Archbishop Deniel muttered under his breath as he flicked his staff in a practiced manner."Sizzle... Sizzle... Hiss...!" "Boom...!"Phantom snakes appeared, charging towards the Faceless Killer with dangerous electric currents."Zapp... Crash... Boom...!" Dozens of snakes struck where the Faceless killer was, creating a loud noise and kicking up dust."Hmmn...!" Archbishop noticed that when the dust settled, the Faceless killer was still not there. He figured the Faceless might have dodged at the last second, but seeing the blood, he was sure that the Faceless had been injured."Whoosh... Clang...!" Archbishop blocked a weapon slashing
............"So you really are the Mad Crimson Devil. I thought you had retired from the supernatural world, so why are you back?" The Faceless Killer's face drained of color as she spoke his name. She had doubted her eyes at first, but hearing his tone confirmed her suspicions.The Faceless Killer had been acting tough, believing that someone who had retired from the scene wouldn't return to action. She had heard rumors about his internal injury being the reason for his retirement. But seeing him healthy and full of energy now made her realize that the circulating information was complete bullshit."I really wanted to keep living in peaceful days, but someone had to go and poke their noses where they don't belong, forcing me to come out of retirement. Don't you think I need to teach them a lesson for bringing me from peaceful days to the battlefield again?" Archbishop Deniel spoke with a hint of nostalgia, as if reminiscing about past days before he donned his trench coat once mor
............Archbishop felt surprised upon hearing from the Faceless Killer that they weren't even the main members of their organization. It made him wonder how strong the true members must be. He feared that he might have to get serious just to fight against the main members, not to mention there should be even higher-level members in the organization. Though Faceless didn't comment on this topic, he understood from her silence that there were definitely more dangerous people in their organization."By the way, how do you know so much about your organization if, as you said, low-level plebeians aren't privy to this kind of insider information?" Archbishop asked, feeling curious about the Faceless Killer and how she obtained such information."Well... when did I say I was a plebeian?" Faceless Killer smiled for the first time, though her face was covered by black cloth, so Archbishop didn't notice."Ahh... you mean, you're a main member of your organization? Damn it... I almost g
............"Let's welcome old Head Chauhan, my dear. Make sure he understands the misery he faces in death," Elowen Everglen gestured toward her son, Eirik Everglen, before gracefully descending from the balcony to the ground below.Eirik Everglen followed suit, his forest-green eyes devoid of emotion, a crown of intertwined vines adorning his crimson hair, with hints of chestnut-brown peeking through to indicate recent changes to his appearance.Led by Elowen Everglen, Eirik, along with dozens of her family men, followed her towards Old Man Chauhan, accompanied by their beasts.Meanwhile, Old Man Chauhan was already in a rage, mutilating any beasts that crossed his path."Crash... Slash... Hiss...!" The beasts roared in agony as they were mercilessly hacked to death by the furious old man before they could even retaliate."Ahhhh...!" Chauhan's twenty men fought fiercely alongside their leader, despite sustaining injuries. They worked together, dispatching one beast after another.
............"Humph... he's already having a hard time. Let me break your arrogance into pieces, you fucking shit...!" Eirik, noticing the gap in the Old Man's defenses and seeing him struggle to defend against the beasts' attacks, seized the opportunity and immediately issued commands to his beast."Whooosh...!"A menacing presence suddenly appeared in the forest. Before Old Man Chauhan could react, he only noticed the presence of a new beast in the corner of his vision."Swiiiish... Gaaahhhh... Cough... cough!" A piercing noise echoed through the air as something pierced Old Man Chauhan's stomach from one side to the other.He groaned, coughing, before clutching his weapon. With the last of his strength, he swung down and cut the tentacle-like thing that was piercing his stomach."Riiiii....!" Eirik's beast screamed as its tentacle was cut, but it immediately regenerated. The beast emitted an angry pressure on Old Man Chauhan, keeping its gaze fixed on him, ready to pounce at any