Are you worthy of saving the world?

"of course."

"Well... you're welcome then."

The "Red Witch" stared at the straw that had just been sucked by her master and kept swallowing her saliva.

"hurry up."

"Ah, yes!" She took a quick sip, leaving a bright red lip mark on the straw.

"What's the situation at the Vatican?" Yuli asked.

"The church seems to be planning to play dead to the end... firmly denying the existence of magic." Yanhong replied.

"Is that so... the Ash Saint didn't take any action either?"

After Yuri asked this, the Scarlet Witch shook her head and said, "Although the Elf Princess sent several more letters, there was no response from the other side.

As expected, even the legendary saint is blindly following the church, right? Since they want to be ostriches, the saint will also..."

“That’s hard to say, isn’t it?”

Yuri smiled slightly and said, "I have handed the matter over to the Light Witch."

"Is it okay to give it to her?"

The only thing the Scarlet Witch objected to was Yuri's release of the Light Witch from the dungeon.

Last night, Yuli entered the cell and talked to her for a long time.

What did they talk about? Even Yanhong, who was their confidant, was not told.

But one thing is certain: the "Witch of Lights" has gained Yuri's trust.

The boy observed the blonde's reaction and asked, "Jealous?"

"No, that's not the case! How dare I!... Ugh."

The Red Witch lowered her burning cheeks and nodded slightly: "A little bit."

"Hoo, hoo, hoo, good and honest boy. Let's go. I'll give you a reward after everything is over."

"Yes."

The Scarlet Witch picked up her luggage and happily followed Yuri into the hotel.

……

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……

It rained lightly at night.

After Tia managed to fool Cynthia, she quietly left the house alone.

Tonight she was still wearing her usual emerald green military uniform, but she had a black cloak over it.

Tia covered half of her face with the mask she bought at the gift shop during the day, then used the hood of her cloak to cover her conspicuous elf ears, and finally hung two long swords around her waist in a show of force.

In order to find the murderer as quickly as possible, she was more ostentatious than usual in allowing a thin layer of spiritual power to wrap around her body, so that passers-by couldn't help but look back at her when they passed by her.

The girl exuded such a stern aura that if you didn't know her well you would think she was going to kill someone.

In this way, it would be easy for the murderer to become a target.

The duel tournament is about to be held. Even at night, the streets of the town are still bustling with people, immersed in the festive atmosphere.

Citizens and tourists were drinking and chatting on the street, and no one took the recent serial murders seriously.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, Tia's sense of responsibility became stronger, and she vowed to find the murderer and ensure the smooth holding of the conference.

Just then——

Tia stopped and shook her pointed elf ears.

I seemed to hear some sound.

Elves have very acute hearing, and their long, pointed ears are not just for decoration.

It was an incongruous sound with the noisy yet peaceful night on the street, instead it was the cold, clear sound of swords clashing against each other.

"Someone is fighting! There's no doubt about it, it must be the murderer, he has indeed shown up!

We must hurry! We must hurry before new victims appear!"

Tia jumped onto the roof of a house, squatted down, and began to search for the source of the sound with all her concentration.

When she calmed down, all the noise around her seemed to be blocked out, and only the sound of swords clashing became clear.

"found it!"

Tia stood up and looked towards the southeast, then ran away without hesitation.

Following the source of the sound, the elf girl jumped and ran on the rooftops of houses and soon arrived deep in an alley.

It was pitch black deep in the alley, but Tia still saw the two dark shadows fighting each other with her excellent night vision.

Both sides were dressed in black.

One of them was a young man wearing a black robe and a hood, while the other was a young man also dressed in black with a mask on his face.

The two men fought fiercely, and the sparks from the clashing swords illuminated the dark alley.

"Woo..."

Although Tia really wanted to rush up and stop the murderer from doing evil, but... who is the murderer?

If she shouted rashly, the prisoner might escape... Tia had suffered a lot in the past because of her impulsiveness.

She pursed her lips, eliminated her own breath, and hid her body in the shadow of the building, watching the private fight from the side.

The masked young man wields a long sword.

Just from his sharp figure and strong aura when he swung the sword, one could tell how much hard work he had put into his swordsmanship.

There should be a fourth tier? He is quite strong among the players in this tournament.

The young man who was confronting him was wielding a strange and ominous sword.

The blade was wrapped in red mist, and the specific shape of the weapon could not be identified. Judging from the way it was swung, it did not look like a sword, but more like a knife.

"...!"

Only then did Tia realize that the duel between the two of them was not evenly matched at all, but a completely one-sided situation.

If an outsider were to see this, he would think that the youth is far more imposing than the boy.

His strikes were swift and fierce, as if carrying overwhelming force, and his opponent was in great disarray just trying to defend himself.

However, in Tia's eyes, it was a completely different picture.

In the past half month, she has been receiving swordsmanship instruction from Rosalia, and her strength in all aspects, including eyesight, has improved significantly.

Different from the violent slashing, the black-robed boy's movements were smooth and swift, giving people the feeling that they were relaxed and there was still room for maneuver.

The sword blade drew beautiful scarlet flashes in the air, lightly brushing the masked man's arms, wrists, and shoulders, leaving injuries of varying depths.

The young man wielding the red mist sword moved gracefully and smoothly, while the masked young man was already panting.

Obviously this young man in black robe doesn't look strong, but why does Tia feel so shocked and unable to take her eyes off his sword skills?

After a long period of thinking, the Elf Princess figured out the answer -

This young man did not use any spiritual power from beginning to end.

Without using anything else, he simply relied on his swordsmanship to suppress the fourth-rank swordsman.

Is this possible?

As a fifth-level person, Tia asked herself honestly that she absolutely could not do it.

The enemy was originally an adult male with superior height, arm span, and strength.

If the other party uses spiritual power and you don't, it would be the same as committing suicide!

So strong...!

Besides, it's really bad fun...

Tia understood the intention of the young man in black robe: he was using this method to humiliate the other party - your martial arts are a piece of shit!

Looking closely at the masked man's expression, you can see that he has fallen into madness.

Impotent and furious because of the humiliation, he kept draining his spiritual power and swinging his heavy sword, but he couldn't even touch the edge of the boy's clothes, and his body was constantly covered with wounds.

In the blink of an eye, the masked man's black clothes were torn into countless holes, and his whole body was soaked with blood.

"Oh no! He's obsessed! We need to go help!"

Tia came back to her senses from her trance.

It has been confirmed——

There is no doubt that the young man in black robe must be the murderer who committed ten murders in a row!

Such exquisite swordsmanship skills!

What a funny way of fighting!

And there is that scarlet sword blade that exudes an ominous aura!

He has such excellent swordsmanship but uses it for evil purposes. This is unforgivable... I have to stop him!

By the time Tia rushed towards the two fighting people, it was too late.

"No...don't...I give up! Don't kill me!"

the young man shouted hastily.

However, the boy ignored his pleas for mercy and swung the blade without hesitation.

"stop--!!!"

Tia's shout tore through the silence of the night, but failed to stop the scarlet blade from killing the enemy.

As the masked man fell forward with blood spurting from his neck, the young man in black robe jumped back two steps, leaving only a little blood on his shoes.

"...?"