Zach was quite surprised upon hearing the bishop’s statement.
In the human world, the Abyssal Eye had always operated discreetly, lurking beneath the surface, rarely appearing openly.
The Abyssal Eye had also prohibited its internal members from causing major incidents within the country.
However, just moments ago, the bishop had made a rather astonishing statement.
“Bishop, I didn’t mishear, did I?” Zach asked excitedly. “You plan to kill Sylvia’s successor, right?”
“That’s correct.”
The bishop gave an affirmative response.
“Sylvia, as the former Perfect Saintess, possessed holy power incomparable to others. No matter how dense the abyssal aura, she could purify it with holy power—this is the ability bestowed by the false god. Her existence once severely hindered our spread of the abyssal blessing to this world.”
“Yes, Bishop. Sylvia was the most special existence in the Holy Land. I once saw with my own eyes… her purifying a monster infected with abyssal aura, returning it to its original form!!”
Zach gnashed his teeth.
He clutched his half-face, the skin beneath the bandage faintly aching.
“If we want everyone to evolve and embrace the abyssal blessing, then we absolutely cannot allow her bloodline to exist in this world!!”
“Exactly. After Sylvia’s death, the people placed all their hopes of resisting the abyss on her successors. Among them, Sylvia’s biological daughter Sophie stands out particularly. She has already inherited the Perfect Saintess’s talent. If we allow her to continue growing, another Sylvia will likely be born, and at that time, our forward steps will be severely obstructed.”
The bishop’s attitude toward Sophie was filled with naked killing intent.
“The people have placed their hopes on Sophie. As long as we extinguish this flame of hope, overwhelming despair will descend upon them.”
“Good, good!!”
A manic smile appeared on Zach’s face. He immediately knelt before the crimson single eye, assuming an extremely earnest posture, and requested from the bishop.
“Bishop, please entrust this task to me! I will not disappoint your expectations. Even if it costs my life, I will erase Sophie Shirleyford and completely sever Sylvia’s bloodline from this world!”
“Zach, entrusting this task to you—”
“Bishop!”
Zach anxiously interrupted the bishop’s words; he knew what the other was about to say.
“Please trust me. I have already severed my past and dedicated everything to the abyss. I know that it is the abyss that gave me a second life! Here, I have only one identity: a member of the Abyssal Eye, the most loyal believer of the Abyss God!”
“…Alright, Zach, then this task is entrusted to you.”
After thinking it over, the bishop agreed to Zach’s request.
“Given your performance since joining the Abyssal Eye, I’ll believe in your faith in the abyss.”
“Thank you for your understanding, Bishop. I will prove that your choice is correct and complete the revenge against the Holy Land.” Zach was ecstatic.
“Bishop, for this task…”
Cora hesitated; she also wanted to join this mission.
“Besides Zach, I will select other suitable members to jointly execute the task of eliminating Sylvia’s successor.”
The light of the crimson single eye dimmed, gradually fading into the darkness, the voice also receding.
“All of you, return to your proper positions and await notification. Rest assured; I have my own arrangements.”
“As you command, Bishop.”
The members of the Abyssal Eye replied in unison.
“May the Abyss God above shelter us.”
Before completely disappearing, the bishop left these words in an extremely devout voice.
Everyone present also repeated this phrase together.
“May the Abyss God above shelter us.”
“Hm, I can set up a magic circle here. If someone trespasses from outside, it can sense them. Later, it can link to other defensive magic circles for coordination.”
Via was in the courtyard of Number 7 on Rose Street in the west of Doff City, systematically setting up defensive magic circles.
Three whole days had passed since Stella handed her the key.
She had dismantled the Magic Workshop in her dorm, hired a carriage, transported many things from the dorm here, and also asked Goren to use his connections to purchase a large amount of materials for building the Magic Workshop.
After all, due to the dorm’s limitations, the Magic Workshop built at the time was quite rudimentary.
Now with funds, and the space expanded—no longer restricted to one room—she could naturally upgrade the Magic Workshop further.
Thus, in these three days, she only got the minimum sleep, didn’t go to class, and devoted herself entirely to building the Magic Workshop.
Although she had just promised Anima she wouldn’t skip class anymore, the current matter was the most important.
Class and such could wait until after the Magic Workshop was built; anyway, it wasn’t her first time skipping.
“Do I need to raise some magical beasts? Having magical beasts to guard the house could prevent some curious kids from climbing in.”
“Meow meow?”
“Hm, this sound?”
“Meow!”
The little yellow cat emerged from the courtyard’s bushes and jumped into Via’s arms.
“How did you get here?”
Via was a bit surprised; Avalon Academy was quite far from here. How could the little yellow cat run over?
“Meow meow?”
The little yellow cat gently bit Via’s finger, as if asking if it could be the magical beast guarding the house?
“Ha, as for you, forget it.”
Via pinched the little yellow cat’s cheek.
At that moment, footsteps sounded behind her.
Besides her, if someone could enter Number 7 on Rose Street, it would only be one other person.
“Via.”
“It’s you, Stella.”
Via stood up holding the little yellow cat.
Sure enough, the cat had been brought by Stella.
“After I went out, this little guy kept following me. I thought it wanted to see you, so I brought it over.”
As usual, Stella was still wearing casual clothes, obviously not having gone to class either.
She walked up to Via and took out a letter.
“Via, this is for you. I wasn’t sure when you’d return to the dorm, so I just brought it over for you.”
“Eh, this is…?”
Via was very surprised upon seeing the mark on the letter.
It was sent from the Holy Land.
She quickly put down the little yellow cat, opened the letter, took it out, read it quickly, and fell into silence.
Something had happened.
“What happened with the Holy Land?” Stella asked curiously.
“…The Holy Land has ordered me to request leave from Avalon Academy and return as soon as possible.”