There are various types of weakness.
Even a physically strong person can have a weak mind, and conversely, a mentally strong person can have a weak body.
However, the priest could say with confidence.
There was absolutely no 'weak one' here.
The opponent he was fighting was a strong person who lacked neither physical nor mental strength.
No, if a superhuman is weak, then who in the world is not weak?
The priest grabbed Giselle's hand and asked.
"Who, who are you talking about… I think there's some kind of misunderstanding…"
Giselle shook her head once and said.
"That guy. That guy. The guy who's about to die fighting you right now. He's physically weak and mentally weaker. He's tried to run away more than once while training."
"…"
The priest couldn't believe it. Just hearing her words, she really did sound like she was a bit weak.
So who the hell was she fighting right now!
But she didn't have time to think about that right now. The one that appeared in front of him smelled more dangerous than the opponent he had fought so far.
The priest raised his energy. He had not thought that he would be weaker, just because he had been suddenly attacked.
Dddddddd!
He grabbed Giselle's arm and poured his energy into it. He intended to break her arm.
Then Giselle snorted and said,
"Why? Try using force?"
Giselle was also quite tired now. Her stamina and magic power were almost depleted from her fierce fight with Rahamod.
However, the priest she was holding onto was also tired. He had also lost a lot of strength from the shock of the divine power and Kyle's last attack.
Giselle also raised her remaining magic power and pressed down on the priest's neck even harder.
Dddddddd!
"Keuk!"
The priest was busy resisting the enormous force that was pressing down on his neck, rather than breaking Giselle's arm.
He barely managed to ask in a breathless voice,
"You, who are you…?"
"His guardian."
"Uh, crazy…"
The priest was dumbfounded. Even when I heard it myself, I couldn't believe it.
What kind of superhuman would have a guardian following him?
But Giselle was sincere. Even though they were awakened, Yulien, Deneb, and Kyle, they were still not satisfied. They
had to become much stronger than they were now in order to fight the demonic realm and save the world. So from Giselle's perspective, she still couldn't relax.
Should I say that they were all still like children left at the water's edge?
Kyle laughed and collapsed on the seat after hearing those words.
"Damn… I'm a superhuman now too."
Kyle said that and lay down on the floor. He
thought he was dead, but Giselle appeared.
That alone made him lie down and rest in peace. Giselle was someone who gave him unwavering faith. That's why he
had nothing to say when Giselle claimed to be his guardian.
'But since I'm a superhuman, I'll be stronger than Yulien now.'
Kyle closed his eyes and grinned. It felt like he had finally won the rivalry.
'Should I take the captain's position now?'
An ambitious plan came to mind. With such pleasant thoughts, Kyle slowly fell into a deep sleep. His body was too tired to endure any more.
Giselle glanced back and smiled.
"You've worked hard. Rest."
At those words, Kyle felt completely relieved and passed out.
Now, he could leave the rest to Giselle. Then everything would be resolved.
The priest gritted his teeth. He didn't like the fact that he was being so carefree in front of him.
However, the opponent seemed quite strong. He had to first open some distance and gauge his true strength.
It wouldn't be possible to break the restraints with just a little strength. The priest spared no effort and pulled out Giselle's face.
Pfft!
Giselle ducked her head and dodged. The priest took advantage of the gap and broke free of the restraints.
The two faced off. Giselle left the sword hanging on her waist and pulled out a staff from the subspace.
Gramdir was good, but it was more effective when fighting a strong opponent like Rahamod. It was much more satisfying to beat up weak(?) guys with a staff.
The priest who had opened the distance continued to shoot energy without stopping.
Kwaaaaang!
Black energy split the earth.
The energy that poured out from the priest's fingertips exploded and spread in all directions like a huge wave.
Rocks shattered, piles of dirt rose, and the earth cracked.
However, Giselle dodged everything exquisitely.
"Is that all? It's only good for bullying weaklings."
Giselle leapt forward. The priest gritted his teeth and waved his hands at the approaching Giselle.
Paaaaak!
A huge curtain was created as dark energy gathered around him.
Jiselle's eyes lit up. He was examining the texture of the curtain. As soon as he confirmed the texture, he immediately swung his staff at the curtain.
The staffs he held in both hands split the air and made a magnificent roar.
Kwaaaaang!
As Jiselle's staff tore through the curtain of darkness, the priest appeared.
"W-this is ridiculous."
The priest was shocked. He had poured a considerable amount of energy into defense, but it was shattered so easily!
The opponent didn't seem to have exerted much strength.
As he tried to gather energy again, Jiselle's figure suddenly disappeared.
"...!" The moment
the priest reflexively turned around,
Jiselle's staff flew from behind him.
Kwaaaaang!
"Khuuuuk!"
Several of the priest's teeth flew into the air after being hit in the face. His body, which was instantly thrown back, rolled on the floor.
"Khuuuuuk! This bastard..."
The priest spewed blood from his mouth and jumped up.
Jiselle clicked her tongue and muttered,
"I guess I'm really weak."
Since Jiselle wasn't able to properly charge her magic into her attack, her opponent was holding on quite well. She was still using her willpower little by little, but it seemed like it would be difficult to continue using it for several more times.
The priest stretched out her hand and unleashed a black storm once more.
Jiselle boldly swung her staff at the approaching storm.
Kwaang! Kwaang! Kwaaang!
Every time his staff moved, the storm tore into the air and scattered into pieces.
The priest stepped back as he watched.
"What, what is that? What the hell is that!"
The opponent wasn't using force to destroy the energy. He didn't know how, but he was using very little force to disrupt the energy.
This was definitely… … similar to the last attack that the fainted guy had made. No, it seemed much more advanced.
While he was absentminded, Jiselle had already come up to the priest.
Boom!
The priest barely managed to turn his body to dodge the flying baton. The baton slammed into the ground, brushing past him.
Kwaaaaang!
"Huh?"
The strong shockwave sent the priest flying. Before he could even get into position, Giselle's baton struck his side.
Slap!
"Keuk!"
The priest radiated energy even as he was pushed back like a superhuman.
However, there was no way that the attack he attempted carelessly would work on Giselle.
Giselle dodged easily and slammed the baton into the priest's abdomen.
Slap!
The priest flew back with his back bent and rolled backwards several times.
"Keuk...!"
The priest, who got up while spitting out blood, had a pale face.
'I can't. This isn't someone I can deal with.'
Judging from the energy he felt, he was definitely an opponent worth fighting. It was obvious that his opponent was as tired as he was.
However, when he actually fought, it was hard to even touch the hem of his clothes. The way he moved was on a different level from his own.
Even without the strange ability, the level of skill itself was untouchable.
'What the hell? What is that guy?'
His appearance was a mess and his face was pale. It was clear that he had been in a fierce battle, so how could he move like that?
'Wait? If he had come here after fighting… . . . '
Suddenly, an ominous thought occurred to the priest.
He reached out his hand to the approaching Giselle and shouted.
"Hey, wait!"
"Why? I won't accept surrender."
"Who are you?"
"Astyon."
"Uh, crazy mercenary magician?"
The priest gulped.
He also knew about the Yulien mercenary group. They were the mercenary group that he had decided to deal with after this incident.
They had interfered with his work quite a lot.
And they were interfering with his work here too!
The priest asked cautiously.
"You… who did you fight just now?"
He clearly had come from fighting. And they had appeared from the direction of the Valscrum royal castle.
There were two prophets there. So the priest asked just in case.
Jiselle snickered and answered.
"Rahamod."
"...."
"And there was that guy named Tagmah."
"T-what happened to you two?"
"They died. Cleanly. They were really strong."
"...."
"They were helplessly beheaded by the holy woman's divine power. You must have felt the divine power too?"
"T-T-Telling...."
The priest trembled. It was something he really didn't want to believe.
But he couldn't help but believe it. Otherwise, a strong man like Astion wouldn't have appeared here.
And there was another reason he couldn't deny.
'Surely that divine power… … .'
The divine power suddenly swept through this area.
It was only for a moment, but its power was truly great. And the divine power emanated from the center of Valscrum.
If he had been hit by such great divine power up close… … . The two prophets would have been hit.
The priest could now grasp the situation.
The prophets were really dead, and that guy with empty hands had come here to help.
His face turned pale and he immediately turned his back.
We have to run. The other high priests and warlocks must all be dying right now.
But before he could take a step, Giselle blocked his way and swung her staff.
The staff struck his body again.
Kwaang!
"Kehek!"
The priest was thrown forward with a sound of his ribs breaking.
"Run away? Now? If you were going to run away, you should have gone earlier instead of bullying the weak."
Giselle quickly approached the priest.
The priest tried to get up, but the staff hit his knees before he could.
Crunch!
"Kuaaaaak!"
The priest's knees twisted and buckled. Giselle struck the back of his hand, whose posture had collapsed, with the staff.
Crunch!
"Ugh!"
The priest's hand lost its shape. Giselle aimed for the priest's back without stopping and struck him.
Crunch!
The priest's body crashed to the floor, and dust exploded. He was unable to come to his senses due to the pain.
'Ugh, run away… …'
The priest could not even think of resisting until the very end. He was so scared that
he only thought about running away. His will to fight had already been broken, and he could not even think of killing himself.
Looking at the priest, Giselle lifted the staff.
"Because of you, Kyle almost died. You have to pay the price for bullying the weak, right?"
"Now, wait…."
KWAANG!
"Kkuuuuuck!"
Giselle mercilessly struck the fallen priest. She struck him so hard that a huge crack formed in the ground centered around the priest's body.
But Giselle didn't stop.
"This is Yulien's share."
KWAANG!
"This is Deneb's share."
KWAANG!
"This is Dark's share who fought here and perished."
KWAANG!
"This is Osval... Lionel... Erenes... Rio... Andrew... Uh... Again... That's right, Belinda... Gillian... Arel... Vanessa... Alfoy... Claude... Kaor... Jerome... Parniel... Elena... Fiote... Wendy... Lumina... Lowell... Ascon... Galvarik... Rosaline... Gordon... Lucas... Porisco... Kongi... Amelia... Bastet... Cain... Kkoko...."
KWAANG! KWAANG! KWAANG! KWAANG!
Giselle just kept hitting the staff while randomly spitting out names of people she knew.
Of course, the priest was hearing all these names for the first time. He couldn't understand why he was getting hit by people he didn't know.
It felt like there were animals in between.
"Keuk! Kkeuk! Kkeuk!"
The priest screamed and kept getting hit. His energy, which was already diminished, disappeared more and more with each hit.
Kwaang! Kwaang! Kwaang!
As time passed, the priest's body became flatter. He couldn't scream anymore.
Only the sound of thin breathing could be heard intermittently.
It was a strong attack that cracked the earth. Even a superhuman wouldn't be able to withstand it after being hit dozens or hundreds of times.
Giselle stopped hitting him and wiped the sweat running down his forehead.
"Whew… He's weaker mentally than I thought. He can't even withstand this much training."
He prepared for the possibility of self-destruction like the other priests. However, his opponent had completely lost his will to fight and didn't even try.
If the priest was in normal condition, it would have been difficult for Giselle to push him like this.
The priest had already lost a lot of energy after being struck by the shock of divine power and Kyle's final blow.
That was why Giselle, although exhausted, was able to push the priest with overwhelming skills.
'And it's not hard to deal with someone who only thinks of running away.'
No matter how strong someone was, the moment they lost their will to fight, it was no different from defeat.
Giselle looked back.
Kyle was unconscious, covered in blood all over his body.
He was weaker than the priest. However, he never lost his will to fight.
He never gave up and tried to fight until the end.
The one who had overwhelming power but lost the will to fight and tried to run away.
The one who never backed down even if he eventually fell.
This battlefield proved who was truly strong.
Giselle made a pleasant expression.
'You've grown up very well. You're better than I thought.'
In fact, I thought it would take a little longer for Kyle to become a superhuman.
However, he finally overcame the wall after burning everything in this fight.
I knew from Dark what kind of heart Kyle had when he fought here.
I was truly happy about that heart. After all, the one who will save the world is different.
Giselle turned her gaze back to the priest and raised her staff.
"Shall we end this now?"
"S-save me…"
The priest muttered in a dying voice. However, Giselle said with a cold expression.
"There's no such thing between us."
Bam!
Giselle swung her staff resolutely and the priest's head was shattered into pieces.
With this one, all the priests of the Salvation Church who had invaded Valscrum were killed. Most of the enemies who had been fighting the dwarf warriors had been taken care of.
"Let's go."
Jisel carried the unconscious Kyle and headed back to the castle.
Everything was resolved well. The Salvation Church's invasion had been stopped, and the powerful prophets had been killed. Grondal had promised to hand over the Holy Stone.
However, not everything was completely over.
There was still an important negotiation to be held with Grondal.