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

Neuer almost lost his composure after he blurted out the words.

I became even more aware of her problem; her world was too clearly divided into good and evil.

When faced with a problem, the first thought is always: which side is better?

"But we are not the enemy."

"Giving your all in a competition is also for the purpose of better killing the enemy on the battlefield..."

Neuer's evasive excuses, however, sounded like profound truths to Lucia.

This murderous intent is precisely what I lack.

Even though Mien told herself many times that she was the Holy Maiden of Light, not the Holy Mother of Light.

"What does it feel like to kill someone?" she asked softly, gazing into the empty space.

Perhaps this is what I've always been worried about.

"You've never killed anyone?" Neuer felt like he was asking a pointless question.

"No." Lucia shook her head, then seemed to remember something: "But it seems I killed a god..."

She recalled what happened inside the abandoned factory.

"Huh?" Neuer was taken aback.

"It's alright." Lucia shook her head. "I might be afraid of the feeling of killing, but I'll have to face it sooner or later."

She looked at Neuer, the previous disdain gone from her eyes: "How did it feel the first time you killed someone? Were you scared?"

To Lucia's surprise, Neuer shook his head after a brief moment of thought:

"I wasn't afraid."

Why?

"She deserves to die because that person killed so many people."

As Neuer answered, he also voiced his own doubts:

"Do you have someone you'd like to kill as soon as possible?"

She worried that she might be too bloodthirsty and hoped that the saintly figure in her heart would guide her.

Upon hearing this, Lucia's eyes lit up, dispelling a trace of gloom in her heart.

She thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

She added, "There are many more."

She thought of the wicked people in Iron Can Street who harmed the community and took lives, as well as the nobles who preyed on the people and lived in a high and mighty position.

There was even the first time I met Mien...

As she was dying, she wanted many, many people to die with her!

Such a strong desire to kill!

Lucia thought in surprise, but then felt a sense of enlightenment.

I'm always afraid of killing imaginary people, not the people who actually deserve to die.

She showed no mercy when she pinned Funila to the ground and beat her mercilessly.

Could it be that deep down I'm a violent woman?

Is there really such a good thing?!

Lucia's lips curved into a smile, and her eyes brightened.

Neuer also resolved his inner conflict during the conversation.

Even Saint Lucia has people she wants to kill.

I am not a fool, but I need to understand the true nature of right and wrong, good and evil, just like Lucia.

Suddenly, she found a direction in her heart, the direction of Lucia, as if her idol was guiding her.

His gaze was cold and fixed on Lucia's face.

Lucia was startled when she came to her senses, wondering why Neuer was suddenly grinning at her like that.

The slight feeling of liking for her that had just arisen vanished in an instant.

Reverting to her aversion to the pervert, she sat back a little.

Neuer realized his lapse in composure, and after the two stood up, he said respectfully:

"Thank you for agreeing to a match with me."

After saying this, he was about to bow in greeting.

But a pair of hands placed on her shoulders, stopping her.

She looked up and saw Lucia smiling as she said:

"The competition isn't over yet."

"Huh?" Neuer looked at Lucia's fiery eyes with a puzzled expression.

She seemed to have just been ignited by something, unable to be extinguished, and wanted to try.

The test subject was Neuer.

Before Neuer could respond, Lucia had already returned to the arena.

Neuer composed herself, bowed respectfully to Lucia's retreating figure, and murmured: Yes, Saintess.

The two men resumed their fighting stances.

Neuer looked up gently, only to see Lucia's murderous, icy eyes.

At the command, the two suddenly sprang into action.

Out of gratitude for Lucia's guidance and in light of his own reflection, Neuer found it difficult to lay a hand on Lucia.

They were too constrained to enter a combat state.

Lucia, on the other hand, had already rediscovered her aversion to these nobles.

Neuer's handsome face had transformed into that of Bishop Phil.

This made her even more carefree.

The light waterfall relentlessly suppressed Neuer's area of ​​activity, even attempting to crush her to death.

Neuer could only use his fourth-tier magic power, struggling to cope, but managed to break free and try to escape the range of the light waterfall.

However, Luatti's sword immediately came hurtling towards them.

"Hmph, trying to escape?!"

Looking at Phil's face, Lucia had no intention of giving her a way out, so she rushed over and punched him back.

Neuer struggled against the light cascade once more, but wave after wave of impacts continued to strike him.

Every time she tried to escape, Lucia would beat her back like she was playing whack-a-mole.

After struggling to resist for more than twenty minutes, Lucia's newly restored magic power was finally exhausted by the Oracle Light Waterfall.

Neuer gasped for breath, his hands on his knees, thankful for his narrow escape.

"Miss Neuer." Lucia approached.

Lucia's sudden call of her name startled her.

"Did I have any problems during the competition? Could you give me some pointers?"

"Yes!" she replied immediately.

"Your mana consumption is your greatest strength, but your combat skills are lacking, and that's where you can improve..."

Neuer knew perfectly well that she had only managed a draw thanks to her combat experience, and her guidance would surely prevent Lucia from giving her another chance.

But looking into Lucia's sincere and kind eyes, she couldn't help but share all her knowledge and advice.

"For example, you don't need to use the Oracle's Light Waterfall to cover a large area, but rather to block the opponent's actions or predict their actions..."

Then you can use the light waterfall to conceal your vision, making your lightsaber attacks more stealthy and achieving a fatal blow…

Neuer said a lot, trying his best to correct Lucia's wild and unorthodox fighting style.

But as he spoke, seeing Lucia's excited eyes, his legs began to feel weak.

Lucia quickly digested everything, listened attentively, and took notes.

"That's about it." Neuer finished his instructions and prepared to leave in a hurry.

"You can't leave," Lucia called out to her.

Neuer turned around and saw Lucia's excited eyes...

The two then competed for the entire afternoon. Neuer was initially beaten badly, but later had to unleash his level 5 energy.

Because he was afraid of hurting Lucia, he held back and once again went from being evenly matched to being punched several times.

Mien spent the entire afternoon secretly observing from the sidelines, a smile constantly appearing on his face.

He loves watching women fight, especially two beautiful girls.

As darkness fell, the gates to the competition venue were opened.

Lucia and Neuer, whose face was bruised and swollen, came out.

"Teacher." Lucia greeted Mien excitedly, her previous resistance completely gone.

Mien gently patted Lucia's back, then looked at Neuer.

He asked with some concern, "Your Excellency, do you... need treatment?"

"It's nothing," Neuer replied, his words slightly slurred.

Instead of being angry, she was happy because she had helped Lucia and gotten closer to her.

He flashed a sunny smile, looking rather silly.

"How was the sparring session with Miss Knight? Did you learn anything?"

Lucia nodded vigorously: "I've learned a lot. Miss Neuer truly lives up to her title as the leader of the Knights."

"That's fine."

Mien smiled, but then a regretful expression appeared on his face: "It's a pity that Miss Neuer is about to leave."

No one will guide you like this again.

Upon hearing this, Lucia also showed a regretful expression.

The two of them turned to look at Neuer.

Neuer's body trembled.

What do you mean?

Not only will I get beaten up after coming here, but I'll also get myself involved.

But she didn't want to disappoint Lucia's gaze.

After thinking for a moment, the badge on her wrist lit up, and one of her bodyguards walked over.

She was a young female knight who looked remarkably like Neuer.

"Commander, what's wrong with you...?" She stared in shock at Neuer's bruised and battered face.

"It's nothing," Neuer waved her hand, then turned to the two of them and said:

"I have some things to do myself, whether in the army or in Walgane, they can't do without me for the time being."

But since the saintess needs my help, I will leave my personal guards here.

She is also extremely powerful, possessing level 5 abilities, and has personally experienced numerous battles, so she should be able to answer some questions related to practical combat.

Mien immediately looked surprised: "How could I possibly accept that?"

However, the Holy Primal Core can indeed provide her with a place to stay temporarily.

Neuer nodded and solemnly said to his guards:

"Popeye, you'll stay here for now. Remember, you must train well with the Holy Maiden."

Remember, you must not hurt her, understand?

Although Poppy didn't know the commander's intentions, her duty as a soldier prevented her from asking any further questions, and she immediately nodded in agreement.

He simply asked, "Commander, how long do I need to stay here?"

Before Neuer could answer, Mien interrupted with a laugh and said:

"soon.

We'll see each other again soon.

War is imminent.