After the Demon-Hunting Nun Luo finished speaking, the entire hall fell into a deep silence.
Not only were the opposing Judgment Knights so frightened that their faces went pale, even their own Dark Demon Knights were stunned.
A scholar being scolded by the Holy See? That was just too outrageous! This was practically the Red Cloak’s judgment in action!
But this wasn’t a problem with Samimi anymore, it was about what kind of situation the Church, which had long been thoroughly corrupted, was actually in.
For now, nothing more could be said, but it could be simply summarized in one sentence: the Holy See was nothing more than a puppet, remarkably similar to their own Chamber of Commerce President.
So even if the Holy See really appeared in front of them, they wouldn’t be afraid.
In reality, the power of this Holy See was far inferior to even a single hair on the Knight Lord Shaya’s head.
If they hadn’t had the Demon-Hunting Nun, Knight Shaya and the Dirchant noble family would have already developed a massive army of engineering knights within their territory.
And this was the original foundation upon which the Pure White Knight Fabian was later able to become the head of the Kingdom War City.
What power? What gold and silver? In the Otherworld, it’s better to have strong arms than any title.
The operational rules here were much simpler and more straightforward than in the modern world, because in the Otherworld, it was entirely possible for a single person to take down the entire world.
Samimi hated those Japanese-style isekai novels where the male protagonist was all weak and pathetic.
They made her blood boil with rage, almost wanting to grab a folding screen and smash it.
Now that it was her turn to cross into the Otherworld, she was determined that she’d rather be killed than be some weakling.
“Traitor! You’re rebelling! Close the doors! I’m going to teach you a lesson!”
The Commander stomped furiously and ordered his subordinates to close all the doors and windows. Nobody knew what exactly he was afraid of.
This childish command made it obvious that he had no real strength, and that locking himself in with the fierce Mi Lao Hu really suited his personality.
However, it was also clear that he still had some sense. At least he knew this was an internal Church power struggle, so he shut the doors to keep it within their own group, preventing outsiders from laughing at them—a bit of common sense.
Samimi could tell that this girl wasn’t completely incapable; at the very least, she fit the mold of a half-protagonist character.
But as for beautiful girls without self-awareness, they still deserved a good beating.
“Are you ready for a one-on-one duel?” Samimi, upon hearing that they wanted to fight her alone, instantly stood up from her seat.
“One-on-one? Hah, who’d waste time dueling you one-on-one? Don’t you know how many troops I have? I’ll show you just how many soldiers I can bring to the fight! Everyone, draw your swords!” the Commander said coldly.
At his command, dozens of the Church’s elite knights quickly drew their swords.
“Wait, stop fighting! We can talk this out—everyone here is on the same side,” Captain Frolro stepped forward, acting as a mediator, arms open, placing herself between the two sides.
“Who are you?” Samimi asked sharply.
“What?” Captain Frolro was caught off guard by the question.
“Who are you? What makes you think the Holy See’s granddaughter would listen to a low-ranking knight like you?” Samimi retorted, “Get back to my side. We’ve already been dragged into trouble by our own people twice. Why do you keep holding onto such illusions? I really don’t want to lecture you, Captain. Recognize who your real allies are.”
Captain Frolro let out a cold breath, her body trembling slightly under the pressure, but she stubbornly took a step back into her own side, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, no longer escalating the conflict.
“Captain, now you understand why I need to wield two weapons, right? The Axe Demon Sword isn’t for cutting people, but my Runic Maple Staff is specially designed for capturing enemies,” Samimi said, flicking her small hand, summoning the Runic Maple Staff.
In an instant, it shifted purpose, transforming from a staff to a mace.
“Come! Fight! Fight!”
With that, the runic staff once again shone with a brilliant light.
“Even the Sacred Demon-Exterminating Lantern, bestowed upon me by Saintess Makima, specifically designed to counter the Blessed Ghost Mark Demon with its Purifying Blaze — are you sure you want to take me on?” Samimi smiled faintly.
It had to be said, this blazing flame affixed with spirit energy was truly a divine skill. Although its effect was essentially just a fiery magic effect, the power radiated from her weapons was overwhelmingly strong.
The greatswords held by the Judgment Knights were like little toothpicks in front of her. None of them dared to move against her shining holy aura.
Saints and clerics were a superstitious bunch. If you could really display some flashy divine miracles, you could easily lock them down.
“So you’re Saintess Makima? No wonder you’re so domineering. But the words you spoke today are enough to sentence you to death for heresy! Even Saintess Makima can’t save you now!” the Commander continued shouting, even more jubilant after hearing Samimi reveal her true identity.
Don’t forget, he was the one who could investigate all the heresy trials of the saints—no one was exempt, not even Saintess Makima.
“That’s great,” Samimi smiled coldly.
“Great? What’s great about it?” the Commander was dumbfounded.
“Really? Shouldn’t you be scared for a moment? You’re making me lose face!”
“Well, if I kill you all, no one will be able to go back and report this, right? I can’t help it if I’m ruthless. If you want to complain, blame yourselves for making petty reports. I really don’t want to kill anyone,” Samimi said with a cold smile, but the words were chilling enough to freeze anyone.
Before she finished, the Niubao suddenly charged out like a wild bull, breaking the wooden planks in its path. No one could react fast enough.
The opposing Judgment Knights didn’t expect the Demon-Hunting Nun and the other nuns to actually start fighting!
Not only that, the Niubao aimed directly for the heads of their nobles and the Commander, crashing into them with a powerful strike that sent both flying outside.
“Ah!” The Commander fell heavily to the ground, clutching his stomach in pain and writhing.
The Niubao pulled out its sacred hammer, pressing it against the Commander’s head. In one move, it knocked several of the Captain’s men aside, waiting for the nun’s orders.
“Commander!”
“Let go of the Commander!”
“Nun Rui, stop!”
The Judgment Knights ran out of the wooden hut, glaring at the Niubao and the Commander, but upon seeing the holy hammer with the light of divine power, they all dared not approach too closely.
“What letting go? What stop? Aren’t you the ones wielding the swords? If you can’t fight, what do you want us to do? Don’t you know the Holy See Saintess is someone above all others?” Samimi mocked as she stepped out of the hut, waving her staff with a light laugh.
Yet there was something strangely captivating about this Demon-Hunting Nun’s words, making it impossible to argue back. It sounded reasonable and powerful, but on closer thought, it was just logic that left you speechless from every angle.
“You are the Church Knights who judge heresy. We are the Church Knights who condemn demons. You have no right to lecture us.”
Around them, more than a hundred knights from various factions listened to the Demon-Hunting Nun’s words. They stared at her flaming Runic Maple Staff, and the entire hall fell completely silent.