I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 138 The Battle of the Super Deer 6K (Three Chapters Combined)

“Squad Leader Mino, according to the prophecy tablet, our target is in the woods outside the city.”

Under the sky where red and black intertwined, Mino withdrew his gaze and gave a slight nod to his subordinate who was reporting.

"Very good, Meredith. Continue to cast blessings, check each other's status, and then proceed in silence after three minutes. May the Holy Light protect us!"

The eight-person team stopped advancing. A holy light surrounded them, and a powerful hymn faintly echoed in their ears, soothing their spirits and occupying their hearts.

If Ron were here, he would surely recognize the origins of this team.

The renowned Papal Choir!

Unlike the Tribunal, which focuses on judging heretics and punishing those who commit extraordinary evils, the Papacy's choir has a very low profile in the eyes of the citizens of the capital.
They can only be seen on major holidays of the Papacy; they are the guardians closest to the Pope and the Holy Light.

Every member of the choir has been rigorously selected; they are all highly skilled, have unwavering faith, and are guaranteed to have been pure-hearted young men since childhood.

After all, only the young male chef has not been corrupted by desires, can maintain a pure heart, and offer a fervent and holy faith to the gods.

goo-dong-

Meredith's throat involuntarily twitched as he came to report the situation.

He stared intently at Mino's delicate profile, unable to suppress the surging emotions within him.

At level 6, the world is extremely distorted, with corruption and depravity everywhere, posing a great test to the human mind and spirit.

A sky a mix of red and black, a sun with tentacles resembling pupils, and an endless expanse of flesh-and-blood cities.
It always unconsciously makes people feel depressed and desperate, as if they have entered the lair of an evil god.

In such an extreme environment, the loneliness of daily life is ever-present, making it difficult for everyone to suppress the emotions hidden in their hearts.

"Squad Leader Mino, I, I..." Meredith blushed.

"what!!!"

At that moment, a bloodcurdling scream came from the ranks, interrupting his long-planned words.

The formation was disrupted, and the light surrounding the entire team was no longer stable.

Mino's expression changed, and he immediately opened the Radiant Bible he was holding, solemnly saying:

"God says that all who truly believe will be protected!"

slam-la-

The pages moved without wind, and countless mysterious runes emerged from the Radiant Bible, containing the authority of the gods, instantly filling the gaps in the ranks.

"Squad Leader Mino, Vittorio is dying!"

Someone in the group shouted.

Upon hearing this, the delicate-looking young man instantly came to the right rear of the group and saw Little Vittorio's gray body and the brave bull exposed.

He died because of his depravity.

Those who cannot control their spirit and will at a deeper level will not receive divine protection and will gradually be alienated and identified with this place.

This alienation process only takes one minute.

If things cannot get back on track within a minute, death is the only outcome.

Damn!

This mission is more dangerous than usual; the Deep World is filled with malice towards all living beings.

The distortion, evil, darkness, and depravity within are enough to corrupt a fifth-order priest, making it impossible for them to return to reality with a clear mind.

It is known that only legendary powerhouses, gods, or creations of "miracle" level can protect people from being active here for an extended period of time.

Now, in just over ten minutes, they have lost three team members.

Something is wrong!
Mino felt a sense of unease and turned her gaze toward the distant jungle of flesh and blood.

According to the Vatican's calculations, with the protection of miracles and sacred objects, such a sacrifice should not have occurred at all.

Unless, unless what the Pope wants them to find can influence changes in hierarchy.
Thinking of this, Mino looked at the team members behind him, their eyes burning with determination but their faces filled with hesitation, and said in a deep voice:
“We must speed things up,” he said, then smiled and offered comfort to everyone, “God is right beside us, He will always be with us.”

"Now, let's go!"

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Suspicious noises came from the grove; the clattering sounds always evoked certain associations.

Ice crystals bloomed from the flesh and blood earth, transforming into blood-red crystals that resembled a giant dragon in the forest. In an instant, they pierced through a knight clad in tattered heavy armor, sending him flying nearly a thousand meters away.

Just as Ron had guessed, the King's remains were indeed blocked by Isabella's remains, which were floating at a depth of 6 levels.

No wonder he was the teacher who could produce that violent woman Olivia. Even though he has been dead for many years, and only his remaining body remains, he can still exert such strength.

The blond boy sighed inwardly, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his ear as someone grabbed it tightly.

Before he could react, he heard Elena's voice, gritting her teeth but still smiling:
"Little one, so that's how you knew the king's remains were here. Turns out you were hiding something from me!"

The witch's reaction wasn't as intense as expected; she twisted Ron's ear harder, but the intensity of her downward pull remained unchanged.

"Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"How about I punish you by making you lick my high heels after the battle, hmm~?"

Ron's lips twitched, and before he could think of a way to argue, Elena pushed the blond-haired man's head.

At that moment, it seemed as if a breeze blew by, and salty tears dripped into Ron's mouth, exposing the witch's lie.

Without wasting any time, Elena, as if to show that she was not affected, smiled and looked at Catherine and Ron.

"The problem is clear: we must stop them and resolve the dispute."

"I am confident I can handle one of them, but I was unaware of Miss Wang's noble status."

Catherine remained silent for a long time, her lips moved a few times, and then she nodded emphatically.

"I can!"

"Okay, then I'll stay here and guard against any unexpected events."

Ron didn't offer any further comments, but simply nodded emphatically.

After all, he was just an outsider and didn't have much say in matters of parental love, filial piety, and family harmony.

The next second, the witch's figure vanished, and as if refracted, instantly appeared above the blood-red crystal.

Complex emotions flashed in her deep blue-purple eyes, then she clenched her teeth, and bright white snowflakes appeared around her.

The snowflakes seemed to contain extreme cold as they drifted downwards, instantly turning the entire forest of flesh and blood into ice crystals.

In an instant, the two who had been locked in a fierce battle were forcibly separated. Elena threw the king's corpse to one side and then gazed at the woman in front of her who bore a striking resemblance to herself.

The familiar attire, the familiar atmosphere, but those dazed and malicious eyes could never replace the emotions in my memory.

"Hmph, because of you, Olivia has been hunting me down for six whole years."

She murmured as if reminiscing, completely unaware that a crimson ice crystal, wrapped around flesh, was piercing the back of her head.

"But you and she are completely different!"

Layers of ice crystals bloomed from the soles of the high heels, and everything around them came to a standstill, including the blood-red crystal that had attacked from behind.

Let me help you get out of this predicament.
Unlike the witch who beat up her mother, the princess used a method that Ron had never heard of before.

Her hair turned into burning white holy flames, in just one glance.
The king's corpse fell to the ground, and the king cried out loudly, "Grandma, Grandma!"

She is so filial, she is simply too filial.

Ron couldn't bear to look at it.

'Needless to say, the woman below is a true legend, her strength is undeniable.'
Furthermore, the previous president bestowed all his power and status upon her before his death, so it's normal for him to be able to suppress the corpse.

As for Miss Wang, isn't her current behavior a typical protagonist-like "possession" tactic?

'If the king has another consciousness taking over his body, then she likely does too. She's of a higher generation, the king lower, so the king's powers fail when he encounters her?'

Thinking of this, the young man's handsome face began to tense up.

He had expected a tough battle before coming, but it turned out to be so easy. He felt uneasy if there was no surprise.

Oh no, it's a flag!

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Ron suddenly became alert and heard rustling footsteps.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small team of seven.
The team members were surrounded by light and powerful hymns, which completely warded off the pollution and corruption of the deeper world.

Their attire looked incredibly familiar to Ron, reminding him of the Vatican choir's recruitment advertisement from a few months ago.

There was a time when he wanted to make a living as a chef, but without a devout faith, he was unfortunately rejected during the training phase and instead went to interview for the position of healing priest.

"It's the Papal Culinary Class!"

He involuntarily exclaimed, instantly attracting the hateful gazes of the seven-man squad.

It's no wonder Ron was making a fuss; the hard requirement to join the male chef class is to be a fourth-rank priest who wields a sacred artifact. If you don't meet the requirement, you might not even be able to join if you're a fifth-rank priest.

There's trouble.

At this critical juncture, even a fool would know that the newcomers have ill intentions.

These guys are here to steal the king's remains!

"Get out of the way, Stardust Society investigators. This is the first warning!"

Seeing the boy blocking her way, Mino coldly rebuked him, and at the same time, she once again took out the "Glorious Bible" and quickly flipped through the pages.

The Vatican has decreed that anyone who obstructs the movement must be killed without exception!

Time was of the essence, and he couldn't afford to procrastinate.

Although fighting in the deep, corrosive environment was extremely dangerous, Mino remained confident.

the reason is simple,
There was only one person on the other side, while there were seven of them.

Not to mention that the sacred object in his possession was of extremely high quality, not only able to protect them as they moved through the depths, but even reaching the level of a "miracle".

This holy relic of the Holy Light God would be more than enough to easily take down the weak mage of the Stardust Society.

"Holy Slash!"

Mino narrowed his eyes and could already imagine the "miracle" level of powerful slash, instantly cutting the obstacle in front of him in two.

As expected of Squad Leader Mino!
The handsome young man's silhouette was etched in the hearts of the six team members, and an inexplicable emotion stirred within everyone, including Meredith, as they looked at him with adoration.

what! ?

It's actually the Sacred Chicken Chopping!
Upon hearing the name of the move, the blond boy's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't retaliate immediately, instead remaining wary of the potential danger.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The slash did not occur.

Hmph, so you're just a clueless cook who can't figure it out. Since you can't figure it out, then it's my turn!
Unaware of the danger, Ron silently drew his sword, "Sword of Victory and Oath."

"Holy Sword Technique!"

boom--

boom--

boom--

A cold glint flashed from the menacing muzzle in the oppressive environment as he pulled the trigger, completely disregarding the depletion of his magical energy.

Two fists can't fight four hands; there are seven enemies, and he must contain them all.

We must not let them interfere with the battle within the Flesh and Blood Forest.

"Everyone spread out!"

The instant the beam cannon fired, Mino felt an extremely terrifying, intense aura lock onto him.

His scalp tingled. He instructed his team not to fight head-on, while he turned his body to the side and quickly flipped through the pages of the book, conjuring a thick stone shield on his arm.

boom--

A tremendous roar erupted, like muffled thunder on a rainy day.

Under the blazing light, the defensive shield created by the "miracle" trembled violently, with fine cracks spreading across it, but it was still unable to break through the shield's defense.

It's blocked!?

He was overjoyed, but then he suddenly heard three more booming sounds, like cannon fire.

Mino's scalp tingled and his face twitched. He felt the power of Ron's Holy Sword Technique and dared not be careless and try to withstand it head-on.

Although he is a fifth-order cleric and possesses the power of "divine miracles," he is fully confident that he can withstand the holy light cannonballs.

But his gun is too good at setting up guns!
At that rate of fire, even he would find it difficult to keep up.

"Be careful to dodge, don't try to take the hit!"

The pages turned again with a rustling sound, this time he chose an amplification-type divine spell.

"Light Wings Instant Shadow".

In the next instant, the divine spell was activated, and a pair of layered wings grew from Mino's back, allowing him to dodge the extremely powerful holy light projectiles with incredible speed and a tricky angle.

At this moment, the choir members, who had been working in perfect harmony, also realized what was happening and simultaneously cast speed-enhancing spells on themselves.
Although not as fast as Mino, it still greatly increased the difficulty of Ron's aim.

"Attack together! Cover Mino!"

At this moment, Meredith shouted.

The remaining five choir members responded in unison, forming a circle around Mino in perfect harmony.

At this moment, Ron was like a small insect caught in a spider web, surrounded by formidable enemies.

In the next instant, Mino conjured a spear of light in his hand, and his layered wings trembled slightly as he swooped forward. At the same moment, the choir members, working in perfect unison, launched an attack on Ron.

Some threw out long spears that were charged with light, some drew their bows and shot arrows, and some threw out chains, launching six attacks in six directions!
In the blink of an eye, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the predicament would be considered a dead end for anyone.

As expected of the Vatican's secret force, the guardians of the Holy Light!
At this moment, even someone as strong as Ron felt considerable pressure.

To the astonishment of Mino and the six choir members, Ron's hand cannon transformed back into a longsword.

He didn't even need to gather his strength; with a slight flick of his wrist, he deflected all the attacks at an incredible angle with masterful swordsmanship.

clang--

The luminous spear clashed with the silver-black iron sword, and Ron, using his waist and arm strength, instantly deflected Mino, who was thrusting at him with the spear.

Such power, and that technique of exerting force!
He's a master swordsman!
Mino was stunned. She hadn't expected the Stardust Society to have such a profound foundation, that an ordinary investigator could possess such amazing talent.

If the sword master can take another step forward, entering the "legendary" realm will be just around the corner!
That was close; I almost couldn't block it.
Although Ron appears calm and collected, he is not as relaxed as he seems.

He is indeed very good at fencing, but it is somewhat difficult for him to fight six strong opponents by himself.

The guy named Mino in front of me is undoubtedly a fifth-order rank, and there is another fifth-order rank 1 in the choir, and the rest are all at the peak of the fourth-order rank.

Such a star-studded lineup made Ron somewhat unsure of himself.

Because the toughest battle he had ever fought was just a fourth-tier warrior leading a dozen or so third-tier alchemical creations.

That alone exhausted almost all of his magic.

'No, I have to think of a way to stall these male cooks who've never seen a woman before,' Ron thought to himself, his deep blue eyes scanning the room.

As the saying goes, only a male chef knows how to deal with another male chef.

Ron had also auditioned for the choir, so he had naturally studied the ins and outs of it.

Thinking of this, the boy's eyes brightened slightly as he saw Mino, the class monitor, flying in mid-air.

To be elected as class monitor by the majority of people means that one must be loved and respected by the majority!
Without any hesitation, a light blue light suddenly burst forth from the boy's palm.

Change for me!

Mino had no time to react; the blue light enveloped his entire body almost instantly.

He swayed and fell from mid-air.

"Squad Leader Mino!"

Upon seeing this, the choir members all held their breath, their hearts leaping into their throats.

Some of them rushed anxiously toward where Mino had fallen, while others glared at Ron as if he had done something heinous.

Meredith was incredibly fast and caught Mino, who was falling, in an instant.

But in the next moment, the 24-year-old's face suddenly turned red, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

In his arms was not Class Monitor Mino, but a girl wearing only a bath towel, covered in wounds, with unyielding eyes, who looked nine-tenths like Mino.

This, this, this!
The young chef had never seen anything like this before.

A gushing stream of blood spurted from Meredith's nose, causing her to stagger backward in disbelief.

Suddenly, certain emotions arising from work pressure broke free of their shackles, igniting a surge of passion in him, a man who had been a chef for 24 years and had never seen a woman before.
The other choir members were even more stunned, speechless at the sight, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Mino, the class monitor, is so cute!

The inherent evil and depravity within took advantage of the situation, amplifying the corrupt spirit of everyone and causing them to violate order and justice, wanting to engage in a group activity of sweating and profusely.

Feeling those fierce, predatory gazes, Mino sensed something was wrong.

His lips trembled as he looked at his current body, his brain spinning as he narrowly escaped fainting.

You should know that as the class monitor, he is the ultimate chef among chefs.

But at this moment, he had no time to worry about any of that.

Because he could sense that the order of the Holy Light was collapsing, and that in less than a minute all the choir members would be deeply assimilated.

His goal was to turn me into a woman!
What a despicable thing!

Mino looked at Ron in astonishment, only to find that the other party did not react at all.

No, this can't go on, we can't let the Holy Light order collapse!

"Everyone, wake up! We're comrades!"

A soft female voice shouted desperately, trying to awaken the team members' indomitable will.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, things seemed to get worse.

……

Seeing this, Miss Mino felt a chill run down her spine.

The one minute they could avoid being corrupted was a blessing from the "miracle" in their hands, and also their last chance to save themselves.

Thinking of this, Mino gritted his teeth and stood up. He had come up with another good idea.

Under everyone's gaze, Mino, her hair disheveled and her eyes stubborn, trembled as she spoke:
"Everyone, look at me!!"

You only have one minute!

His command immediately brightened the eyes of the choir members who were burdened with psychological pressure.

This is the sense of responsibility of a squad leader; this is the charm of a person's character.

As long as you sacrifice yourself, the predicament will naturally dissipate on its own.

The Vatican choir operates with extremely high efficiency.

unbelievable!

Seeing this, Ron didn't want to say anything more.

There was even a feeling that I should quickly clear the way and declare these people victorious.

However, after a two-second pause, the blond boy quickly composed himself and shouted:
"You guys!"

"How can I let you guys get away with this so easily!?"

He also has his own principles, and things he is determined to protect with all his might!
As he spoke, Ron's eyes became extremely determined.

"Holy Light - Summon Heroic Spirits!"

As the blond boy shouted, a layered six-pointed star magic circle appeared in his palm.

No, not just one, but more than a dozen magic arrays.

The magic surged forth like a floodgate being opened, and within seconds Ron's face turned deathly pale.

The price paid eventually brought rewards.

Baron Mark was the first to appear.
Next up was his good friend, the knight Fernando.

And Mr. Snake, who is wholeheartedly devoted to good,
There was also Lord Aleka, who had been purified by the Holy Light, and the dozen or so Pain Cultists who had followed him in the hunt for Ron.

"Please, everyone!" Ron said loudly, moved.

A large group of people smiled kindly at the boy, and then they scattered to surround the six choir members.

Don't get me wrong, Ron Griffith is an upright and honest man, and he would never resort to sneak attacks.

The heroic spirits he summoned did nothing but stand there watching as Ron instructed, occasionally revealing a look of disdain.

A dozen seconds later, Meredith's arm ached so much that she was on the verge of tears, and her voice trembled with sobs.

"Squad Leader Mino, with so many people watching, we can't possibly figure it out!!!"

(End of this chapter)