Seraphina looked at Movira’s anxious expression.
Although her heart was pounding wildly, she still shook her head firmly and straightened her back, refusing to admit defeat as she said, “I’m not that cowardly!”
This scene was taken in completely by Astraea beside them…
Movira watched Seraphina’s forced composure.
Her heart filled with both pity and lingering fear.
She reached out and pulled the other girl tightly into her arms.
“You shouldn’t have come. It’s too dangerous here.”
Seraphina was stunned by the sudden hug.
That genuine warmth made the little bit of stubbornness in her heart vanish completely.
She also reached out and hugged Movira back, rubbing her cheek against the other’s shoulder.
“With Sister here, it’s not dangerous at all!”
After speaking, she seemed to remember how Movira had just suppressed dozens of people using nothing but pure swordsmanship.
Her eyes lit up at once.
She raised her face and looked at Movira.
“Sister’s swordsmanship just now was so amazing! So cool! I want to learn it too!”
Listening to Seraphina’s words, Movira’s heart was filled with a tremendous sense of satisfaction.
“Alright. Once we get back, I’ll teach you.”
“Really? That’s great!” A joyful smile bloomed across Seraphina’s face.
At the same time, Movira’s peripheral vision casually swept over the man bound by vines.
His face had taken on an extremely abnormal bluish-gray color.
Blood even seeped from the corners of his mouth, and his body had begun convulsing.
“Not good!”
Movira condensed pitch-black magic power at her fingertips and crossed most of the underground chamber in one step, accurately pressing it against the man’s throat.
An instant later, the other party suddenly vomited out a stream of pitch-black liquid mixed with pills that had not yet fully dissolved!
“He took poison! But there’s still a chance to save him!” Movira said to Saint Eustacia.
Upon receiving the news, Saint Eustacia immediately raised the staff in her hand high.
Her clear voice rang throughout the entire space.
“Holy Redemption · Healing!”
However, the complexity of life did not allow a crude system like magic to treat illness.
All Saint Eustacia could do was follow his meridians and stubbornly fight against the rampaging toxin, delaying the footsteps of death!
This power did not belong to any magic system.
It was completely unique to elven magic.
Almost at the same time, Astraea also waved her staff.
Within the holy light she released, emerald-green life energy flowed like a trickle, merging into Saint Eustacia’s healing and assisting the body’s self-repair.
“Ah—!”
Under the extreme pain and the intense pulling of healing power, the man went mad.
In the gaps between the agonizing pain, he stared fixedly at Saint Eustacia and used all his remaining strength to let out a piercing, miserable scream.
His eyeballs bulged, bloodshot, his gaze appearing crazed from the pain as he roared hoarsely.
“Look… see that! The great saintess actually… actually colluding with the Demon Realm! That woman, she used Demon Realm magic! She is a demon! The Church… has fallen!!”
His accusation was like the tragic cry of an ape, filled with twisted pleasure.
After roaring his final words, he tilted his head as if his life had been exhausted and completely passed out.
The surroundings fell into dead silence.
Those few survivors Astraea had deliberately left behind had heard every single word the man just said with perfect clarity.
They looked at Saint Eustacia in terror, then turned toward Movira, as if their worldviews had been shattered.
They wanted to say something, but panic had seized their throats.
Saint Eustacia quickly thought of a solution in her mind.
If this matter got out, everything would be over!
“Saint Eustacia! Why are you wasting words with them!”
A spiritual impact swept over those people.
Their eyes became hollow and dazed, then they all collapsed to the ground one after another.
“They won’t remember.” Movira said to Saint Eustacia. “Don’t worry. They won’t remember anything.”
Although they were in principle mortal enemies, Saint Eustacia still chose to believe her.
She then turned around and continued focusing on maintaining the healing spell.
Astraea simultaneously increased the output of life energy.
“This poison… its aftereffect is really strong!”
Astraea gritted her teeth and said.
She clearly had not been shocked by the scene just now, or perhaps… she had already expected it.
When Seraphina and her group brought the unconscious “captives” out of the cellar and returned to the Wooden Barrel Tavern, the sky outside had already turned completely dark.
The tavern was brightly lit, yet it was filled with a murderous atmosphere.
The original tables and chairs had all been cleared to one side.
In the center of the hall stood two rows of Church believers dressed in uniform attire.
What was most unexpected was the person sitting on the only intact high stool beside the bar counter — Dekalorin!
She was still wearing casual clothes.
Her injured arm seemed to have recovered quite a bit and no longer needed to be slung around her neck.
It was simply resting at her side.
Where her gaze fell, four men tightly bound and curled up on the ground had their mouths sealed shut by magic.
Two of them Seraphina and the others recognized.
They were the two guides from the beginning.
As for the other two?
“Teacher!” The moment Saint Eustacia saw Dekalorin, her voice rose sharply, carrying disbelief, anger, and worry. “Why are you here?! You shouldn’t be here! You should be resting and recovering properly in the royal capital!”
Dekalorin slowly raised her eyes and looked at this student who always made her worry.
She placed the wine glass in her hand to the side.
“If I didn’t come, how would I clean up the huge mess caused by your clumsy plan?”
Her gaze moved past Saint Eustacia and swept over Seraphina, Movira, and Astraea behind her before finally landing on the captives being received by the Church believers.
“Looks like you gained quite a harvest.”
Her eyes then shifted to Movira as she asked with clear implication, “Below… everything has been cleaned up?”
She was naturally asking about the Demon Realm magic Movira had used below.
With outsiders present, she couldn’t say it directly.
Movira’s expression was calm, carrying a hint of indifference.
She raised her chin in Saint Eustacia’s direction.
“It took some time, but it was purified very thoroughly. You should ask her.”
Dekalorin was not surprised by this.
She nodded and continued, “Alright. The rest of the work is our business. You can go back now.”
She was obviously referring to Seraphina, Movira, and Astraea.
However, Astraea pointed toward the direction outside the city.
“No rush. I still need to make a trip to the forest outside the city. Just now, in order to seal off the commotion, I asked the trees over there for help. I need to go restore them to their original state.”
Dekalorin expressed her understanding and also gave a form of thanks for their efforts.
“Very well. You’ve worked hard. I will convey my gratitude to Your Majesty.”
Movira couldn’t wait to leave this place as soon as possible.
Upon hearing this, she immediately took Seraphina’s hand and replied concisely while walking, “Alright.”
Although Seraphina was still curious about how things would be handled afterward, her body was already very tired.
In any case, she could ask Dekalorin later, so she obediently followed Movira.