It's so hard being a hero!

"Then let's have a match. I specialize in fire and lightning magic, and I also know some wind magic support magic, which is about the same as yours."

She spoke with an eager look on her face.

"Let's go to the training ground and have a fair match. Let me see just how much real skill you, a first-year genius, really have."

Sophia looked at her but did not answer immediately.

Lilia, standing behind her, couldn't help but tug at her sleeve and whispered a reminder: "Sophia, ignore her. She's a notoriously competitive second-year student."

Isabella clearly heard this, her brow furrowing slightly, but she didn't react, her gaze remaining fixed on Sofia, awaiting her reply.

Sofia was silent for two seconds, then smiled.

The smile was faint, but it carried an enigmatic meaning.

She looked at Isabella and smiled, "I think we don't need to go to the training ground."

Isabella was taken aback.

"Ah, what do you mean? You're afraid to compete?"

Sophia shook her head.

"No, I mean you've already lost."

Isabella's expression froze instantly. She opened her mouth, about to say something, when she suddenly felt something strange under her feet.

She looked down and her expression froze.

Suddenly, a pale golden magic circle appeared beneath her feet, enveloping her entirely in its center.

She tried to lift her foot, only to find that her leg was nailed to the ground and wouldn't move an inch.

"This? When?"

Isabella exclaimed.

She had no idea when Sophia had cast the spell.

There were no incantations, no hand gestures, and not even any magical fluctuations could be detected.

She was a bronze-level mage, yet she didn't even know when the other party was casting a spell.

This gap speaks volumes.

"This is just a simple binding array. It will automatically release in a moment and won't hurt anyone."

After she finished speaking, she walked past Isabella.

Isabella struggled, but couldn't break free, so she couldn't help but ask again.

"When exactly did you set this up?"

"Just now, when you said you wanted to have a competition."

Sophia answered without turning her head.

After saying that, she followed the others into the dormitory building, leaving Isabella standing there looking dejected.

She had never lost so completely; she was taken down without any power to resist.

Lilia and several of her classmates behind her quickly erupted in cheers.

"Sofia, you're so cool."

"From now on, you'll be the leader of our Class 3, no, the leader of the first-year girls."

Sophia was surrounded by them as she walked upstairs, feeling both helpless and amused.

Chapter 85 Mystery of My Origins

Meanwhile, in the capital city...

Evelyn has just returned from the old emperor's place.

As soon as she got home, the magical device on her body that was used to communicate with the temple began to tremble.

It was a message from Flora, the lord of the Temple of Desire.

The gist of the story is that the Truk Fortress branch was attacked, and the one who destroyed the Lilith statue was a silver-haired, blue-eyed girl.

The temple has already determined the other party's basic information.

However, Evelyn was stunned when she saw what the other person looked like.

She had seen Sophia before, so she recognized her at a glance.

The silver-haired girl I saw at Leila's investiture ceremony not long ago.

At that moment, she felt that there was an aura about the other person that made her feel both close and uneasy.

Unexpectedly, this girl, who looked no more than twelve years old, actually destroyed one of their branches of the Temple of Desire.

"Heh! That woman, Belis, is really useless. She actually let a little girl ruin the branch."

Evelyn couldn't help but mutter a complaint to herself.

Just imagine, a branch that has been operating for twenty years was ruined by a twelve-year-old girl. It would be a joke if word got out.

It will also have a negative impact on their temple.

However, that's not something she should be concerned about right now; she has her own tasks and things to do.

Moreover, what she most wants to figure out right now is not the task at hand, but another thing that she absolutely must figure out.

Evelyn took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and activated a hidden magical power within her.

Then, something incredible happened.

A warm light shone in her palm.

The light was pure and warm, carrying a sense of peace.

However, this power was completely out of sync with Evelyn's overall demeanor.

Evelyn stared at the golden light in her palm and remained silent for a long time.

"What is going on? Why do I possess such a strong power of light?" Evelyn murmured to herself.

As Lilith's daughter, she is a saint of the Temple of Desire and also a daughter of God.

The power flowing through her veins should be that of the god of desire.

But by chance, she was born with the ability to use light magic, and the purity of it was extremely high, almost reaching 100%.

She was just a hair's breadth away from becoming the Daughter of Light.

On the Starfall Continent, probably no one's power of light is more concentrated than hers.

But the question is, is this right?

She once asked her mother.

But Lilith always answered her with a strange smile.

"You'll have to find the answer to that question yourself; I can't tell you."

Evelyn sighed and withdrew her power of light.

Evelyn closed her eyes, her mind racing as she calculated the time and analyzed all the information she had.

She is twenty-two years old, the same age as Leila.

More than twenty years ago, Su Lan, a hero of the Delos Empire and a holy son of the Holy See, went alone to the Abyss of Desire to challenge his mother, Lilith. He was defeated, imprisoned for three months, and eventually died.

This matter is clearly recorded in the Vatican's records, and people all over the continent know about it.

She was born not long after Su Lan's death.

She analyzed the timeline carefully.

The three months that Su Lan was imprisoned coincided with the time she was conceived.

And so, an idea sprouted in her heart like a seed.

That is, was she created by Lilith using Su Lan's power?

Although the idea was crazy, Evelyn found it increasingly reasonable the more she thought about it.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why she was born with the power of light.

Evelyn closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She recalled the expression on her mother's face every time she mentioned Su Lan.

That expression was complex; it wasn't hatred, nor admiration, but rather a kind of inexplicable sense of anticipation.

"Let me see what the product of desire and light will look like."

These are the words her mother said to Su Lan back then.

Evelyn heard about it by chance from a servant of a god in the Desire Realm.

Evelyn felt a chill run down her spine after hearing this.

Desire combines with light.

Isn't that her?

Evelyn shook her head at the thought.

He forcibly suppressed these surging thoughts.

Because thinking about these things now is useless.

She had no evidence, only speculation.

And even if her guess is true, so what?

She is Lilith's daughter and a saint of the Temple of Desire; this identity was determined from the moment she was born.

She could not defy her mother, nor could she resist.

All she could do was leave a little leeway when carrying out orders.

For example, the medicine used to treat the old emperor.