Chapter 128: Twisted Milis

Under the stage.

“Tsk tsk, this is really boring.”

Linda looked at the basically frozen outcome and complained softly.

As a Knight of the Saint Key Knight Order, she understood far better than these spectators just how terrifying their Saintess was.

Even though they were all High-tier Sacred Seals, when Milis awakened, she already possessed Lady Fara’s Source Law.

That meant as long as Milis reached the right age, she would inevitably ascend to the Sanctuary, without any difficulty or obstacles.

That’s why Linda felt it was unfair for Milis to be in the same Upper Sequence as them. After all, all the Saint Key Knights were Upper Transcendents, but among Domain Transcendents, only the Captain existed—showing just how hard it was for Upper Transcendents to ascend to the Sanctuary.

“Holijie, you should have cooled off by now, right?”

After speaking, she turned to the girl beside her with a smile.

Seeing this Countess also get instantly defeated like her, her frustration should be eased by now.

“..”

Then she saw Lijie’s expression and was instantly startled.

“What, don’t tell me you don’t want Saintess Highness to avenge you?”

Lijie pressed her cherry lips together, twirling a strand of pale gold hair by her ear.

Her emerald eyes grew more serious, and her long, thick eyelashes knit together with her frown.

“So you’re an idiot…”

What did Saintess Highness have to do with her?

Did she need her to help her seek revenge?

The outcome between her and Luo Xiya was, after all, a duel and struggle between swordsmen.

Though frustrated, she still accepted it.

Lijie even felt that this Countess had reached the end of the Sword Dancer profession, and in essence, she admired her.

But to be defeated by Saintess Highness in just one round?

Moreover, Lijie felt Luo Xiya had already performed very well, and the opportunity and speed this time were even faster than when fighting her…

Was Lady Fara’s favoritism really this unreasonable?

Lijie could only sigh inwardly in the end.

***

“Do you still want to continue?”

Milis tilted her head, looking at Luo Xiya, and asked.

As she spoke, a teasing smile curled at her lips, her eyes narrowing with mockery.

If you give up now, Roman will never belong to you again~

She didn’t even need to voice it for Luo Xiya to feel her meaning.

Luo Xiya lowered her head, staring at her hands.

For the first time, a confused emotion flickered in those azure eyes.

Her single-handed sword wasn’t common steel, but a true Sacred Weapon—a gift from her mother at her coming-of-age ceremony, and once the weapon of a Sanctuary swordsman in history.

She had loved this sword back then—saying she couldn’t put it down was no exaggeration.

After growing used to it, she carried it everywhere, and it became part of her life.

So… it was melted by Milis just like that?

In her dazed state, Milis could have ended this ridiculous duel in the very next second if she wished.

But Milis didn’t do it.

Looking at Luo Xiya’s current appearance, she showed a look of displeasure.

Enemies defeated too easily were boring.

Her script’s highlight was the ‘clown’ struggling endlessly and falling into deeper despair.

If Luo Xiya gave up just like that, she’d be furious.

Because if Luo Xiya wasn’t even qualified to be the ‘clown’ in her story, didn’t that mean her judgment was flawed?

So she decided to give Luo Xiya a little more ‘stimulus’.

With hands clasped behind her back, she slowly walked toward Luo Xiya, only stopping when they were nearly face-to-face.

“Are you ready to lose everything?”

Her teasing smile now looked extremely dangerous.

“If you’ve forgotten what I told you that day, I’ll remind you now.”

“Losing to me this time isn’t just a simple defeat.”

“Roman will be taken back to the Holy City by me and will have nothing to do with you, little Count.”

Milis hesitated for a moment.

What she was about to say next was pure nonsense.

“And…”

She chuckled.

“He and I are of similar age, both granted the Source Saint Mark by Lady Fara. Do you really think that’s just a coincidence?”

“To tell you the truth, the Holy Throne sent me to find him because he’s also someone extremely important to me. After the Saint Son’s coronation, he and I will officially be united…”

“Dream on, you bastard.”

Such crude words left Milis momentarily stunned, then pain suddenly shot through her abdomen.

She was sent flying by a punch from Luo Xiya.

“Tsk tsk…”

She was careless.

Milis realized.

Her whole body was protected by magic, so she dared approach and taunt Luo Xiya.

She hadn’t expected Luo Xiya would actually punch her physically.

Even with magic protecting her abdomen, the blow still stung.

Milis stood up, clutching her abdomen and grinning with satisfaction at the battle spirit rekindled in Luo Xiya.

Yes, that’s it.

Challenge me again and again, reigniting your fighting spirit, only to fall into even deeper despair each time.

Though both were children of Lady Fara, Milis and Roman’s personalities were utterly different—one gentle and lovable, the other withdrawn and proud—but they shared a common trait.

They both grew up starved of love.

Perhaps because of the Sacred Seal, when they later received the affection of others, their reactions differed as well.

Unlike Roman, Milis displayed an intense possessiveness.

For example, toward Lady Catherine.

The gentle woman who helped her resolve her Sacred Seal rampage, tolerated her sensitive and extreme temperament, and guided her out of hardship.

Milis had changed her usual unruly nature and revered her, becoming obedient at her side—so much so that even the Holy Throne felt a tinge of jealousy at times, as if Catherine were Milis’s godmother.

It couldn’t be helped.

Compared to Lady Catherine’s patient guidance and careful teaching, the Holy Throne only ever had others yield to her (except for Lainie), never knowing how to please or tolerate others.

That’s why Milis disliked Luo Xiya so much—someone who stole the love that belonged to her.

She wished she could utterly destroy her.

In the Lily Territory, her attention to Roman was partly because she knew Roman belonged to Luo Xiya.

Milis gathered her magic, stared at Luo Xiya, and muttered inwardly.

‘Sanctuary’

Not the Sanctuary of magic level or Law Realm, but one forged by Holy Flame—a domain where mortals perish the moment they set foot.

Centered on Milis, golden flames instantly engulfed the entire Square.

The temperature soared with the rise of golden fire.

Above the Papal Palace, Sylvia frowned slightly, watching Luo Xiya enveloped by golden flames, preparing to step in and rescue her.

This child is really causing trouble.

With Milis’s power, in such a limited space she could defeat her opponent with such a nearly unreasonable method.

Unless the opponent was a Domain Transcendent, it was impossible to withstand Milis’s Holy Flame.