Female Knight Simulator, I am full of righteousness!

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Loria wasn't being narcissistic.

The full name of the Goddess of the Dark Moon is Hedonism, Debauchery and the Goddess of the Dark Moon. If you were to ask her what she would think of when she sees the words Hedonism and Debauchery, she would of course immediately think of herself.

As time went by, the army finally managed to set up its formation outside the capital, and next was Charles's pre-battle mobilization.

Loria's attention wasn't on that; she kept her eyes fixed on the ruined capital, trying to figure out what the Hidden Leader was up to.

Unfortunately, her vision was completely blocked because things were constantly being swept into the sky.

Then we can only take it one step at a time.

Even if it's a trap, she has no choice but to step into it.

As evening fell, Charles's mobilization finally came to an end, and the battle to attack the capital began.

The first to launch the attack were the highly skilled A-rank adventurers.

One terrifying magic circle after another opened in the sky. This was a terrifying magic capable of destroying cities and overturning rivers and seas. Even a well-preserved imperial capital with numerous defensive magic circles could not withstand it for long, let alone the current dilapidated imperial capital.

Everyone was hoping that the cult leader, who had been hiding like a coward, would be forced out of his shell.

But the result was quite surprising.

The magic circles had just opened, revealing their terrifying fangs, and before they could even unleash a roar that shook the four directions, they shattered under the impact of an invisible force, turning into the purest magical energy.

bang bang bang --

What everyone saw was the magic circles exploding one after another, like brilliant fireworks, disappearing in an instant.

"This is……"

The A-rank adventurers all looked up, their gazes fixed on the enormous vortex.

That thing is the culprit!

Because of its frenzied devouring, large-scale magic spells that require a large amount of magical energy to maintain a stable structure are simply unable to do so.

"Is this why those lunatics at the head of the secret organization are hiding in their shells?"

Unable to mobilize magic power on a large scale, the strength gap between people who were originally very large is quickly narrowed. At this time, the side that has mastered a wealth of combat skills will have a greater chance of winning.

Clearly, the Hidden Leader, who has trained a large group of cold-blooded assassins, has a significant advantage in this regard.

But not everyone felt the situation was bad.

"Such a good thing?"

Looking at her base stamina of 357 points, Loria was overjoyed.

She feared that her enemies would overwhelm her with powerful magic, leaving her no chance to breathe. However, in battles where magic was weakened and victory depended on physical strength, her confidence soared to the heavens.

Come on!

Loria excitedly pulled out her greatsword.

This is not only good for her, but also for the president, Vita, and Doris.

After the initial shock, the battle resumed.

Loria followed the main force and charged through the breach in the city wall.

As expected, the leader of the secret organization had laid an ambush, deploying a large number of lethal tools and ambushes near the breach.

But none of this mattered to Loria.

She charged ahead of the president and the others, carrying the phantom created by the Moon Mask.

Countless hidden weapons flew over, and occasionally terrifying bursts of energy could be seen flying around, but none of these things could even make her take a single step back when they hit her.

"That's all there is to it!"

Loria remained calm.

If this were a game, she wouldn't even have damage numbers like "-1" or "-1" displayed on her.

How can you win the battle?

Besides destroying the enemy's body, there is another way to destroy the enemy's spirit.

Loria's unconscious actions were destroying the ambush troops' confidence in victory.

The ambush troops didn't think their attack would be effective, so when they saw their projectiles being repeatedly shattered or dodged, they remained as calm as if they were having afternoon tea.

But after seeing Loria, their mindset changed somewhat.

Loria also blocked their attacks, but the method she used was overwhelming.

It shattered.

I just smashed it to pieces!

It seemed that nothing could stop Loria from moving forward.

Her relaxed expression elevated her to a transcendent level.

The soldiers in the ambush felt an uncontrollable sense of frustration, which quickly turned into fear.

"Monster, this is a monster."

"Our goal is to stop the enemy's advance, but how is that possible?"

"Everything we've done so far has been in vain!"

With each step Loria took safely forward, the will of the ambushing soldiers was broken a little more.

The final straw that broke the camel's back came from her prophetic experience.

An adventurer who had fallen to the ground was about to be pierced through the eye by a flying dagger when she quickly used Prophet's Insight to temporarily transform the adventurer into her clone.

As the Blood Blade of Condensation soared into the sky and shattered the dagger, successfully rescuing the adventurer, the ambush troops could no longer hold out.

"Stop making pointless sacrifices, retreat, retreat quickly."

The ambushers staggered to their feet and fled, thus breaching the first line of defense around the capital.

As more and more people poured into the capital through the breach, this line of defense was completely breached.

But this is just the beginning.

Having fought Vita, Loria knew that the true strength of the Hidden Leader was far greater than what she had seen, so she dared not relax at all.

Simply driving away the Hidden Leader is not enough. Their ultimate goal in this counterattack is to reseal the seal. To achieve this, they need to seize the three Enka Stones from the Hidden Leader.

"The situation is still unclear, so it's safer for us to follow the main group."

The guild leader, who was standing right next to Loria, suggested that Loria might impulsively rush towards the sealed area by herself.

Loria hummed in agreement; she wasn't blinded by passion.

The enemies she faces are not only people, but also the gods standing behind them.

Without the Weavers, relying solely on the Hidden Leader, once besieged in the capital, it would be absolutely impossible to break through the vast ocean of the people.

"I wonder if the current situation will be enough to convince those succubi and dream demons to send troops."

Loria muttered to herself.

Under the protection of the president, Vita, and Doris, she encountered no danger or obstacles along the way.

But good times always come to an end.

Those who perform better on the battlefield will receive more "special attention".

As Loria walked through a narrow street, she suddenly stopped, an unusual chill permeating the air.

"Someone!"

The adventurers ahead were too late to react.

Their bodies stiffened abruptly, and a few seconds later, they began to slash at each other mechanically and rapidly, as if infected by a zombie virus.

In the blink of an eye, they hacked each other to pieces, leaving them both lying on the ground.

Is it a psychological attack or the weaver's ability?

Loria's heart skipped a beat.

The next second she saw a person wearing black gloves walk out from the corner.

"I never expected to see an old acquaintance here."

The man gently stroked the awl lying in his palm, his face full of smiles.

"I think you should know very well what kind of punishment those who betray the organization will suffer."

Vita said, "Of course."

“Then…” As if holding a small magic staff, the black-gloved man raised his right hand and pointed the awl in his hand at Loria, “Let’s start by making you feel pain with her!”

"Stop!"

Vita's expression changed drastically.

This person is very strong; he's an extremely skilled psychopath who manipulates others using mental magic. If he manages to control Loria...

She'll definitely be forced into a life-or-death battle with Loria.

"Too late. This is the fate of traitors."

With a light flick of the black glove, the awl was pierced.

Lightweight, so lightweight that it seems like everything is under control.

Loria was stunned.

and many more.

What just happened?

She seemed perfectly fine.

"come over."