I find it very sacred to pick someone up and make them a saint.

Well known.

In the attack and defense of a city, the supply side often needs to deploy nearly five to ten times the number of troops as the defender.

Even after Rachel's tactical retreat and her reunion with Flami and Sestan, there are only four level 9 transcendents at present.

The last transcendent being of the Cassirer Empire is in the Church of Light and has been stranded in the country because of the refusal to allow them to participate. It is unlikely that he will come anytime soon.

In a 4v4 situation, not only would they gain no advantage, but breaking through the city would also be a distant prospect.

Sestan immediately revealed a disgusted smile.

He hated being ordered around by Rachel, especially on the battlefield.

"How do I do it?" she asked anyway.

"I need your protection. I need to guide the Holy Sword to cast a spell so that I can destroy the city with a single strike."

Sestan believed that Rachel wouldn't be in the mood for jokes at a time like this.

He simply asked coldly, "Are you sure you can do it?"

Flammy stared at her too.

"I can certainly do it, and I hope you two will no longer hesitate."

What others cannot do, I can do for you.

Rachel withdrew her offensive, leaving the other two Tier 9s to hold the front line for the time being.

He landed in front of the two, then looked at Mien from the air and summoned him.

"But my energy can only send one person in."

"What's the point?" Sestan retorted immediately.

Rachel wasn't annoyed; instead, she smiled and replied, "As I enter, I'll tear a hole in the defense."

You can take this opportunity to break out, and I can also coordinate with those inside the city to devise a way to capture it.

I believe both generals understand what I mean.

Flammy no longer hesitated: "We can handle several of them at level 9, so you can go and do what you need to do."

Rachel smiled and responded to his respect with her eyes, as if she remained calm and composed even in this desperate situation.

"However, I alone am not enough to help our entire Imperial Army."

"What do you mean?" Sestan asked, somewhat annoyed. "Didn't you say you could only charge in alone?"

"I'm saying that this is all I can do with my abilities."

That's why I need more of your help.

"What do you want to do?"

"I need you to bring this chief and this saintess into the city as well."

As she spoke, Rachel turned to look at Mien and Lucia.

Lucia was startled. She felt her heart being torn apart and then pieced back together again amidst the intense screams, tearing at it repeatedly.

Perhaps this is what I lack compared to Neuer.

Finally released at this moment, she felt her whole body trembling until Mien placed his hand on her back.

Mien remained calm, as if he had already anticipated this decision.

After their initial surprise, Flammy and his companion quickly understood Rachel's intention.

"When I breach the city, could you clear a path for them to enter?"

It's impossible for your entire army to storm in, but stopping them and buying time for the Chief and the Holy Maiden should be no problem.

In my estimation, the city's defenses aren't very strong; they've already used all their strength.

Once inside the city, they are capable of helping us find a way out of this predicament, while ensuring their own safety.

Mien and Rachel looked at each other.

Mien remained expressionless.

That's why he saw a fleeting hint of urgency and pleading in Rachel's eyes.

This made it clear to Mien that Rachel was not as confident as she appeared.

She also gambles, but she makes the stakes bigger, and when she wins, she wins beautifully.

He could even win the trust of Sestan and Flami.

Only after receiving the information did a determined look appear in Mi En's eyes.

"We will do everything in our power to help the Cassirer Empire, Your Highness Rachel."

The turmoil in Rachel's eyes subsided instantly, replaced by a look of joy.

Flami and Sestan exchanged a glance.

"Can."

"Alright, then I wish us a pleasant collaboration." Rachel smiled at the three of them and Lucia, then immediately retreated.

His combat modules and those of Sestan and others gradually converged, ceasing their advance and instead protecting her in the center.

Sestan and Flami didn't hesitate any longer and immediately charged forward, only glancing at Mien before leaving.

"Chief Mien, charge into the city at the same speed you came in."

Watching their rapidly departing figures, Mien slowly nodded.

Rachel, standing behind her, raised the crimson lightsaber with one hand, closed her eyes, and placed it in front of her.

A powerful surge of energy erupted from it, lifting her light armor and long black hair.

A pale red vortex emerged from around her.

Instead of immediately preparing to charge in, Mien lingered for a moment to observe Rachel and analyze the energy she was using.

really.

Beneath the crimson sword light was a continuous stream of luminous energy, supporting the powerful spell she was about to cast.

That profound and sacred energy can only be understood when one experiences it firsthand; its transcendent divinity can be truly appreciated.

It seemed to be a power that did not originate from this world.

The immense light dispelled the doubts, fears, and despair in everyone's hearts.

With undeniable truth and light, it transforms darkness into light.

Mien narrowed his eyes and followed closely behind Flami and Sestan with Lucia in tow.

"This is definitely the same power as Sylvia's, a power that surpasses ordinary faith."

However, Sylvia was a saint of the Church of Life.

Who does Rachel even compare to?

Why should he have something that even Lucia didn't get?

Or is this energy not exclusive to the saintess?

Mien had no time to think; he ordered the Silver Moon Knights to prepare.

And once again, it unleashed a vast blue magic, releasing the stored energy from the reserve badge to replenish the magic power of Pope and the others, whose flesh and blood were still burning out.

Flammy and Sestan went all out from the start, ordering their most elite men to charge straight to the front lines and join Rachel's forces to hold off the enemy's encirclement.

Then immediately go and confront the two level 9 superhumans.

Flame leaped into the air, his body radiating crimson magic, which spread out in a burst of fire behind him.

Then, the enormous red 'wings' flapped, and with a single, powerful strike, they swept towards the mage who wielded the power of ice, carrying with them boundless fury.

Flammi, too, embraced simplicity. He raised his heavy sword, dragged it behind him, and carved a huge trench in the ground before charging into the enemy ranks on foot.

Despite his aged gait, he moved with incredible speed, and the phantom of Lionheart appeared beside him, shattering all the defenses blocking his way.

They walked towards the burly man wielding the giant trident.

The energy whirlwind behind her grew increasingly violent, and the crimson sword light seemed to suck away all the light around her, leaving her to gather power in the energy field of light and darkness.

Mien patted Lucia on the back.

They will be the hope of the entire Imperial Army.

"Are you scared?" Mien asked.

Lucia's face, however, became serene, like a goddess statue, her gaze fixed intently ahead.

shook his head.