Chapter 82: Dispute

New Calendar 269, June 27.

With no time for anything else, Angelica completely disregarded her physical exhaustion and flew back to the first continent, Disoreon, in a day and night. She rushed to the entrance of the rebel headquarters.

Angelica had not revealed her human form for a long time, so the knights on guard at the gate couldn’t recognize her in time.

“Who’s there!” The flustered guard knight saw the rare red dragon race girl and immediately raised the alert level.

“Sirs, please call Marcus and Rachel. I have an urgent matter. We’ve met before, I’m Angelica…” Although there was some anxiety and impatience in her tone, Angelica still patiently introduced herself to the guards.

“Y-You are!…” The guard knight had just been eyeing Angelica’s tempting black-stockinged legs under her red hip-hugging dress, but upon noticing her familiar tone of voice, he immediately snapped back to reality.

“O-Of course! Lady Angelica, please wait a moment.”

Marcus hadn’t realized the seriousness of the situation, but Rachel reminded him in time: Angelica suddenly returning in her human form now must mean something major had happened.

Prompted by Rachel, Marcus put down his work and hurried to the gate to meet Angelica, not daring to be the least bit negligent.

“Lady Angelica, has something happened?” Marcus caught clear anxiety from Angelica’s worried expression.

“Rachel, where is Lady Elliris now?” Without directly answering Rachel, Sister Ann urgently asked, as if seeking an answer for everyone.

“Lady Angelica, Nino accompanied Lady Elliris back to the Arden Forest. They should be resting there now…” Rachel answered according to normal thinking, but was forcefully interrupted by Angelica, whose brows were tightly furrowed. “The barrier has been destroyed. Those two must have fallen into the Pope’s hands!”

Before Rachel and Marcus could continue questioning, Angelica chose to transform into a dragon and carried the two to the Arden Forest.

“Chris, you take command here. We’ll be back soon!”

“Father, Chris is analyzing your war table. You can go with peace of mind.”

Marcus recalled the previous report of the death of a God Race woman. He seemed to have prepared for the worst. With a grave expression, he threw a word to the Knight Princess, then left together with the other two.

Entering the forest, Angelica could no longer feel any reaction from the barrier. The continent’s strongest constructed barrier had been destroyed by the Pope’s forces. Her heart was filled with uncontrollable anger.

Arriving at Elliris’s Witch’s Cottage, the front door had been broken and was lying toppled to the side.

Inside was a mess: bookshelves were toppled, cabinet drawers were pulled out, and letters and papers were scattered on the floor.

On the second floor, the bed and wardrobe had been ransacked. The Pope’s subordinates didn’t know what they were searching for, but in any case, they had swept through every place in the cottage that could be checked.

The only fortunate thing was that the building itself wasn’t damaged, but heartbreakingly, Elliris and Nino were gone.

Only faint traces of magic remained on the ground. At the staircase on the first floor, a few strands of Elliris’s cherry-blossom-white hair that had been cut off by Jian were scattered.

“Lady Elliris…” Angelica bent down and tightly clutched the strands of Elliris’s hair, her shoulders trembling involuntarily.

“Lady Saint… Nino…” Rachel pressed her hands together in prayer, her eyes downcast and filled with tears, unable to bear the sorrow.

“No! I’m going to the capital Calonpolis right now. I can’t wait! Lady Elliris must be in the underground prison of Pope City! I’ll use my Flame Breath to destroy Pope City. I must find Lady Elliris!” “If even Lady Elliris meets with misfortune, what face do I have to call myself the most loyal guardian of Lady Felicitala’s descendant!”

Tortured by fear, impatience, and resentment, Angelica could no longer restrain the fiery temper of the Dragon Race. She made the most reckless and destructive move.

Seeing this scene, Marcus couldn’t stop the storm in his mind. Although his next words might break the hearts of the two ladies, he had already prepared for the worst and decided to speak his mind.

“Lady Saint and Lady Nino will likely end up like the previous God Race women who died: having their magic essence drained in the underground prison of Pope City until they die from exhaustion. Because the magic reserves of the two ladies are too vast, the previous God Race woman who died also met that fate due to having sufficient magic reserves…”

Marcus’s words immediately made Angelica’s face turn ferocious. Her red hair flew wildly with the fluctuations of magic, her golden dragon vertical pupils contracted in anger, her eyebrows twisted instantly, her lips tightened, and her teeth clenched as if she wanted to devour him alive.

“Shut up, Marcus.”

[Dragon’s Pressure]!

A life-threatening pressure swept over, making Marcus’s internal organs tremble. He instantly bowed his head and fell to his knees. The powerful dragon’s intimidation left him utterly unable to resist, and even Rachel beside him was not spared.

Perhaps Angelica’s pressure wasn’t even using half of its strength, allowing Marcus to barely muster his will to state his opinion: “Lady Angelica… your actions are too reckless. The people of the capital cannot survive your breath. Those are all living lives!…”

“As a knight, if forced to choose between the people and the Lady Saint, if it really comes to that, I would unhesitatingly choose to protect the people!…”

With an expression of cold arrogance, Angelica abruptly grabbed Marcus by the collar and lifted him with one hand.

Angelica didn’t care about any of that. Her reason for remaining on this continent now was to protect Elliris, even if it meant destroying everything.

The proud Dragon Race was not something ordinary people could tame. Angelica’s centuries of close companionship with Felicitala had captured her heart through Felicitala’s personal charisma.

To protect her descendant, even if Angelica burned through her entire life, she would consider it worthwhile.

“Lady Angelica, please calm down… Sir Marcus really has another way. He can definitely save Lady Saint!…”

Marcus blurted out, Rachel suffered. Now that Marcus was about to be killed, Rachel stepped in to speak for him.

But Marcus did indeed have a plan to rescue Elliris and Nino. It was something he had been preparing for a long time, originally to save the many God Race women trapped in the underground prison of Pope City.

Now plans couldn’t keep up with changes, but the plan was mostly ready.

After venting for a while, under Rachel’s comfort and persuasion, Angelica dispelled [Dragon’s Pressure] and then seriously listened to Marcus’s detailed rescue plan. As she listened, her eyes changed from dim and lifeless to joyful and bright.

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In the Divine Courtyard, two goddesses were frowning and holding their foreheads due to the sudden attack by Morvana’s proxy, the Pope.

The two goddesses were also unable to respond to Elliris in time. They also discovered that the Pope’s special artifact was one imbued with Morvana’s authority. This was the fatal blow that He had prepared for a long time and delivered to them.

“Senior Febilia, can little Elliris survive this ordeal?” Althea asked with an anxious expression, looking at Febilia.

Febilia let out a helpless sigh. “We can do nothing. This is the arrangement of fate, no coincidence. Elliris carries the will of countless ancestors; she will definitely reach a different height.” “Well, fortune or misfortune depends on Elliris’s own destiny.”