I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 192 I Still Have to Do It

"awesome!"

Hey, don't shout!
Ron nervously looked around and, finding no one paying attention to what was happening, quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Birds of a feather flock together, and the people of the capital always bring Ron unexpected surprises.

However, when he looked again, the dignified and holy-looking nun was now lying prostrate on the ground, panting heavily. Her two white slimes swayed as if they had been kneaded.
Her battle-damaged nun's habit was stained with water and dust, and strands of her soft, smooth white hair clung to her forehead. Her bloodshot eyes held confusion, satisfaction, and relief, but no pain.

Just then, the blood-red eyes met the blue eyes.

broken!

Ron sensed something was wrong, and the white-haired figure waving his fist rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

Holy Light Healing spell had no effect on this monster!
No, it actually had the opposite effect!

He hardened his heart, and the incredibly solid light in his hand shone even brighter. The magic power within his body surged and boiled. The blond boy gritted his teeth and used all his strength.

At the same time, two magic circles filled with light quietly expanded in Ron's left palm.
Baron Mark and Lady Aleka materialized within the light, and at Ron's signal, they raised their hands and cast "Holy Light Healing Spell".

By helping the owls repair their houses, Ron's proficiency in "Summoning Heroes" also reached the "Mastery" level, allowing the summoned heroes to share some of his abilities.

Ron realized at the time that this was a very powerful magical attribute, which fully made up for the problem of insufficient healing spell coverage in team battles.

"unity is strength!"

"I'm here to help you!"

Baron Mark and Lady Aleka roared, and then from their palms, which were a mixture of holy light and magic, they also burst forth with incredibly solid light.

This light, seemingly eternal, shone on Miss Saint-Eleanor's body from afar.

Finally, Ron heard the familiar scream.

"what!!!"

Three times the pain, three times the pleasure.

Let alone humans, even a giant dragon would probably have a hard time withstanding it.

Unless there is a creature that has no pain, no fear, and no innate instincts.

The nun's body traced a perfect arc in mid-air before crashing into the plane and creating a deep crater.

Her holy and dignified face flushed even more, her mouth was half open as she exhaled warm breaths, and the expression on her face was painful as if she was enduring or suppressing something.

Finally, glistening saliva gushed out of her mouth, eventually forming a winding stream.

“WCNM!”

St. Ellen gave Ron the middle finger, but her hoarse voice could not hide her exhaustion after venting her anger.

This is what happens when you get too carried away; even a purely violent woman like Olivia would probably need to slow down.
Wait, why did I think of the student council president?!

The blond boy suddenly snapped out of his thoughts and heard the nun's elegant greetings.

"You son of a bitch, can you please stop this damn spell?!"

"You bastard, is this how you treat a lady?"

"Let me go! ****Stop right now!"

"****Fuck your mother****"

You're a pervert and you're blaming me?
Ron rolled his eyes inwardly, then retorted:
"Then will you take them away?" He pointed to the three fifth-tier powerhouses who were currently fighting with Miss Wang and were gaining the upper hand.

"Stop dreaming, you son of a bitch!"

The nun's lips were surprisingly firm; she stiffened her neck and looked at the boy, panting heavily:

"Don't even mention three people, I'm not afraid of four, five, or six!" "Come on, try it!"

Upon hearing this, Ron, who had always been honest and law-abiding, couldn't help but feel a secret admiration.

This is a real psychopath! He really misunderstood Elena before.

Ignoring the impotent rage of Saint Ellen, Ron, maintaining his Holy Light Healing spell, turned his attention to the princess's battlefield.

At this moment, Miss Wang's condition was quite bad; she could no longer keep up with her previous speed or stamina.

Her cheeks, arms, and thighs were slashed by the longsword, and bright red blood gushed from her armor. She wouldn't last much longer.

Mino, the squad leader, held a pure white book in his left hand, and wings sprouted from his back, blocking the princess's escape route in mid-air.

Meanwhile, Lawson Upton kept Catherine occupied on the ground, cooperating with Grand Judge Silas of the Inquisition to suppress her.

The situation on the scene was very bad; in just a few minutes, the three of them had gained an absolute advantage.

Upon seeing this, Ron's heart tightened, and he raised his hand to summon two more heroic spirits.

Mr. Knight and Mr. Snake coalesced in the light and rushed into the battlefield where the four were entangled, raising their hands to cast three "Holy Light Healing Spells".

Having no other choice, Ron thought that this was the only way to distract the enemy.

If the main body goes there, and the white-robed archbishop falls into a state of sagehood, then all efforts will be in vain.

In the battlefield where the four were locked in combat, sword light flashed, and countless boulders were cut in half by the sword light, leaving only smooth and flat cuts.

"Surrender and hand over the temple. I will plead with the Holy See for your father's sake."

Lawson Upton spoke calmly, clearly his inherited ruthlessness had fully awakened within him, and he felt no embarrassment whatsoever in committing these treacherous acts.

"His Holiness the Pope's will is God's will; rashly defying him will only bring disaster."

“You have already committed a crime by preventing Prince Lyle from ascending the throne and by imprisoning him!”

“Your Highness Catherine, if you lay down your sword, it is not too late to repent.”

Silas, broadsword in hand, spoke in a haughty tone, listing the princess's crimes.

Upon hearing this, the girl, who seemed to have stepped out of a myth, scoffed and pointed her chin at Lawson Upton, saying:

"Then he betrayed the royal family, betrayed my father, and even attempted to murder his master. Wouldn't his crimes be even greater?"

“Your Highness, it’s different. You were in the wrong first. Brother Lawson was just trying to uphold justice!”

Silas said with a righteous expression.

Shameless!
Hearing this, Catherine's lips almost twisted with anger.

Lyle Hainlet was clearly seduced by the Papacy into committing patricide, yet now she has become the evil one.

clang!
The sound of metal clashing pierced through her thoughts. Catherine, holding a shield formed of pure white light, desperately blocked Lawson Upton's thrust and Silas's heavy slash.

Amidst the interplay of white and gold light, the shield shattered in less than a second.

At that moment, Catherine's entire body flew backward and slammed hard against the cliff face on one side.

She spat out blood, stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting the opponent's attack to grow stronger over time.

Initially, the shield the knight had gathered was powerful enough to block all three attacks.

But after a few minutes, her shield was as thin as a piece of paper, completely ineffective.

No, it's not that they've become stronger, it's that I've become weaker!

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she saw Grand Inquisitor Silas looking down at her and saying:
"Your Highness Catherine, do not remain obstinate. Under the illumination of the Holy Light, all evil will be diminished."

(End of this chapter)