At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

It was a woman wearing a set of silver reflective armor with simple blue patterns. The armor had skirts that reached her knees on both sides, and underneath the armor were clothes made of blue and white fabric, which were both gorgeous and simple.

Gavin looked up at her face and his mouth dropped open.

So familiar, so very familiar! Isn't she the nun who helped him pay the compensation?

"Are you alright?" A serious yet somewhat cold voice rang out. If it weren't for the soft tone of the voice, Gavin would have thought it was coming from a very serious man with a soft voice.

"No, it's nothing..." Gavin shivered, his teeth chattering, his lips moving as if he had survived a close call.

"You, you're a nun?"

Gavin looked again at the centipede with the human face that she was holding in her hand, which was struggling and screaming.

Although this demonic centipede is only as long as his thigh and as thick as his arm, it is incredibly strong and as hard as iron.

Such a terrifying monster was being held tightly by a nun who didn't even seem as strong as him.

His head was still spinning from almost dying, so he quickly looked at his sister, Eleanor.

“Sister Xiu?” Eleanor came to her senses, her voice stammering from shock.

“It’s good that you’re alright, Master… Father Los Saint noticed that a monster had fallen into the city, so he sent me to eliminate it. I didn’t expect you two to run into it.” Artoria looked at the frightened Gavin and Irene.

Both of them had blood on their faces, especially Eleanor, whose hands were still bleeding profusely.

"Sorry I'm a little late."

Artoria looked at the two people in her arms and felt a little uncomfortable.

The Master said that a bug had just fallen into the city and asked her to go and deal with it, so she rushed over as fast as she could.

Unexpectedly, someone had already been possessed, and two heroes chosen by the Master nearly perished.

I truly deserve to be punished by my Master! Even such a simple task assigned to me by my Master resulted in unexpected problems.

"Let go... let go of me... it hurts." The voice of the spinal worm gradually became clear at this moment.

"Ah!" Gavin was so frightened that he kicked back. "What is this monster? Is it a demon that crawled out of hell?!"

“It just crawled into that man’s body.” Gavin looked behind him and saw the homeless man lying on the ground with black and red marks beneath him, and the smell of rust filled the narrow alley.

"Gavin, are you alright!" Eleanor tried to help Gavin up, but a sharp pain shot through her hand, causing her delicate face to contort in agony, though she stubbornly refused to cry out.

"I'm fine, sister, your hand!" Gavin gritted his teeth. To save him, his sister's hand had become like this—that wretched monster! He glared hatefully at the monster being held by the nun.

"Don't be afraid, it can't hurt you now." Artoria said, venting her anger on the Spine Worm, and exerted force with her hand.

Snap snap—Pfft!

The spinal worm's human face and head were instantly crushed open, and grayish-green liquid flowed down the indentation on its back onto the ground. The spinal worm stopped struggling and drooped limply.

After throwing the spinal worm to the ground, a large golden sword appeared in his hand.

"It appeared out of thin air!" Gavin's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open.

Irene stared wide-eyed at the figure in knight's armor, holding a golden, glowing greatsword, unable to comprehend what was happening.

A glowing golden greatsword! Is it the divine sword from mythology?

A monster centipede, a person possessed by a monster—what happened?

A faint blue magical glow emanated from Artoria's body, and golden flames appeared on the blade of her golden greatsword—a visual effect created by burning magic.

The burning magic can incinerate much filth. In particular, the magic that burns through the Excalibur in her hand can destroy anything that poses a threat to humanity and the planet.

In Type-Moon, Excalibur is the ultimate weapon created by the planet itself to combat crises that threaten its survival.

For the Devouring Beasts, the Holy Sword is their absolute nemesis.

sizzle sizzle...

The spine worm was quickly burned to ashes by the golden flame cloud, and the spine worm's bodily fluids, which were exposed to the golden magical light, were also evaporated and burned.

An indescribable stench filled the air; it was the smell of the monster burning.

"Gulp..." Gavin and Eleanor couldn't help but swallow. Holy Light? That must be Holy Light, it must be Holy Light.

At that moment, their worldviews collapsed.

Although he was adopted by the church, he received modern knowledge and did not believe that God really existed. Now, this idea has vanished in the face of what is happening before his eyes.

Sister nun, golden sword, holy light, centipede monster with a human face—all of this indicates that gods exist, and demons exist as well.

After Artoria completely killed the Spine Worm, she walked over to the homeless man lying motionless on the ground, squatted down, and sighed.

"It's hopeless. The spinal worm must have fallen on him as soon as it was released. Its spine has been completely eaten away, and its body is completely dead. Only its brain is still alive, but it's a living dead."

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you. May you go to heaven."

Artoria raised her golden greatsword, and golden flames enveloped the man who had just died.

Gavin and Eleanor watched the homeless man gradually disappear in the golden flames. Had he gone to heaven?

Looking at the golden flames, Eleanor was no longer afraid; in fact, she calmed down, even though she had just experienced something terrifying.

"Has it been resolved?"

Just then, a gentle voice rang out, startling Gavin and Eleanor, who quickly turned around.

What came into view was a blonde nun with braided hair, dressed in a black and white nun's habit. Her pale purple eyes looked at the two siblings who were startled by her with some surprise, and then her expression became serious.

"He was indeed injured..."

Artoria turned around upon hearing the voice: "Jeanne? Did Master send you here?"

Jeanne shook her head: "My Master did not send me here. I received a revelation from the Lord that there would be casualties, and they would be people that my Master cares about, so I rushed over here."

"I just didn't expect... I still didn't make it in time."

"Joan of Arc? Master? A revelation from the Lord?" Gavin and Irene listened to the undisguised conversation with even greater disbelief.

What?! My head is spinning, what happened?

Joan of Arc is the name of a nun? Isn't that the same name as Joan of Arc, the Catholic saint?

Chapter Thirty-Two: I also want power to protect all kind people.

"Don't move."

Gavin and Eleanor were still in a daze when a gentle voice brought them back to their senses. They looked up to see a nun with long, golden braided hair kneeling in front of them.

“The destiny that the Lord in heaven bestows upon us is sometimes truly wondrous,” Joan of Arc said gently, looking at the two bewildered individuals.

If Britain had not suffered a great calamity soon after, and if the Master had not sought a hero, he would not have come to this city.

If they hadn't come to this city, these two kind people might have perished, as if God had ordained their fate for them.

Perhaps God sent her to this world, which is in the midst of a great catastrophe, to help it overcome this disaster.

"Although we couldn't arrive in time, we've given you a glimpse into the real world, and perhaps this will be the beginning of your destined mission." Joan of Arc said, stretching out her hands, which emitted a golden light—her ability as a Catholic saint to heal all wounds.

Golden magic is a special kind of magic that only heroic spirits like her, who are associated with Christ, can possess, and it has a great restraining effect on 'evil' things.

What is 'evil'? Anything extraordinary that poses a danger to humanity is 'evil', while humanity is absolutely righteous.

If you put a villain who kills for pleasure and a vampire who does good deeds together, the Type-Moon Church would not hesitate to kill the vampire first, and might even spare the villain.

Irene felt that the excruciating pain in her hands had subsided and was now tingling. She quickly raised her hands and saw that the redness had disappeared and the torn skin was visibly healing.

In the short time it took her to realize what had happened, her hands were completely healed, without even a trace of injury, and the pain from the fall had completely disappeared.

My rapidly beating heart calmed down under the holy light, and I felt so warm inside, just like when I was a child and Zoe's grandmother held me in her arms—a feeling of peace, happiness, and redemption.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore…” Gavin touched his body. His shoulder, which had been dislocated by the homeless man possessed by the demon, had been restored to its original state, and the bruises on the ground had disappeared.

"Thank you, respected nun." Gavin quickly expressed his gratitude, then looked to the other side and said, "Thank you, knight-like nun, thank you for saving me."

Huh? Gavin opened his mouth after thanking her, and the nun who was originally wearing knight's armor had disappeared, replaced by normal nun's clothes. The golden sword was also gone.

"Yes, if you ever need my help in the future, I, I will do my best." Gavin clenched his fist and gently pounded his chest, as if a knight were making a promise, but then his face turned red and he lowered his head.

The two nuns are so powerful; they must be God's messengers fighting demons in storybooks. How could they possibly need the help of such a weak 'man'?

"No need to thank me. If I had been any faster, you and Miss Irene wouldn't have gotten hurt." Artoria smiled at Gavin, who was being so polite. As the King of Knights, she could tell that he was trying to learn to be a knight, but it was far from standard.

She saw many storybooks in the church's bookshelf, one of which was "The Legend of King Arthur" with a cover that was almost worn out. She opened it and read it.

The story does bear a striking resemblance to her real-life experiences, and she believes she was better than King Arthur in the story. She also claims that a large portion of the descriptions of knightly etiquette are fabricated.

"No, it was just my bad luck to encounter that monster. How can you blame it on Sister Sister? Anyway, thank you very much." Gavin bowed deeply. This was a life-saving grace. Sister Sister didn't expect him to repay her, but he couldn't be shameless enough to ignore it.

Artoria smiled. What a good child. If her Master were to grant her power, she would surely become a hero like the Twelve Knights of the Round Table.

Only those who understand love and pass it down through generations can truly become heroes who love everyone.

Although she arrived a little late, she witnessed Gavin and Eleanor's bravery and the courage they displayed in the face of danger.

Most ordinary people, even family members, would run away alone when faced with mortal danger.

This is not cowardice, but an uncontrollable survival instinct.

In her view, only those who can suppress this survival instinct can become heroes who stand alone.

As expected of Lord Buyer, as expected of Master, you have a keen eye for people.

"Let's leave first, the community police might be here soon," Joan said gently.

“Yes, Sister, thank you.” Irene bowed to Joan of Arc and Artoria, and said nothing more. The debt of saving her life was something she would have to repay with her whole life.

Looking at Gavin again, he felt incredibly fortunate.

Fortunately, the priest and two nuns arrived in the city today. I'm also glad that she rushed over just in time, and that the nuns appeared at the most critical moment.

“Let’s go back to the church together,” Artoria said, and then walked out of the narrow alley.

"Phew~" Irene felt completely relaxed, patted her chest, and looked one last time at the place where the homeless were being cleaned up. She held the cross to her chest with both hands and said, "I hope you can enter heaven, Mr. Unknown, Amen."

"Thank you, Sister Eleanor, for saving my hand..." Gavin relaxed, biting his lip and saying guiltily.

“Gavin is my brother, it’s only right for an older sister to take care of her brother.” Eleanor smiled and patted Gavin’s head.

"Hmm..." Gavin nodded, clenching his fists. Only his sister does this. He vowed in his heart that he would protect his sister and everyone else from now on. If he had the ability, he would protect all kind-hearted people like his sister and never let them get hurt.

Thinking of this, he looked up and saw two nuns who had already walked a few steps back looking back at him. Their smiles were full of holiness and justice in the setting sun.

If, if I could also possess such power...