Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Although because of Stizia, Elsa's impression of Duke Ryanfort is not very good.

However, what Ryanfort did not say was that he always felt that the actions of the southwestern countries were a bit too hasty, otherwise they would not have set up such a crude "discord-splitting" trap. This may be explained by the fact that the appearance of the holy object was too sudden. Not only was he surprised by this, but the southwestern countries had not made any adequate preparations. However, Ryanfort always had a feeling of unease.

Not only Ryan Fort, but Tricia and Wo Kress also felt the same way, but no one here tacitly talked about this topic.

Since there were no cakes and berries in the snow, Ryanfort had some preserves brought up.

"This is Klindkren's maple syrup dessert, please try it."

Elsa tasted a piece and it was indeed delicious, with a unique flavor.

And it’s non-toxic.

Ryan Fort then took the initiative to bring up the topic, engaging in some simple pleasantries and conversation, and also mentioned the matter of Earl Leonard and the Territory of Seavis. Finally, the adjutant brought a report on the Southwestern Federation, and Ryan Fort finally returned to the main topic.

"As for the evidence of the Southwestern Federation and the Themia family's crimes, I will send people to investigate. Regardless of the truth, the Empire will give an explanation to the Sage and the Saint Sister."

Tricia did not respond to Ryan Forte's way of speaking, which implicitly put himself in the dominant position.

"No need. I have no intention of interfering in the affairs between the Empire and the Southwestern Nations. It has nothing to do with me. Aisha and I came here only to recover the holy relic."

This time, Tricia did not directly express her position between the Duke and the Queen, which made Duke Ryanfort seem to realize something.

Ryan Forte couldn't help but turn his gaze to Aisha.

"I was not aware that this relic belonged to the Saint Sister. Considering that its appearance might attract the covetousness of greedy individuals, I sent people to guard it. I had no intention of fighting for it. If this has offended you, please allow me to apologize."

No one present would believe such words, and Ryanfort didn't think that others would believe him, but it didn't matter. Even if they all knew it, some things could not be said openly.

But Aisha didn't seem to care much about those conventional rules. She just said, "These people can't hurt me and Tricia, so don't bother worrying about them. But I advise you not to do those things in the name of Tricia and me."

Elsa's conversational style was very direct, which made Duke Ryanfort a little uncomfortable for a moment, but he still smiled appropriately:

"of course not."

Elsa didn't say anything else, and Duke Ryanfort wasn't embarrassed. He asked, "Since Knight Commander Wo Cress is here to wait, the holy relic should have been returned to its rightful owner, right?"

This is what he cares more about.

It would be fine if Elsa took the holy object back, but if Elsa gave the holy object to the Queen, he would be in trouble - although Ryan Fort did not think that Elsa, a holy nun of the Holy See, would give such a precious thing to the Queen, but just in case, he still couldn't help but want to confirm it with his own eyes.

"Of course, the relic is already in my hands," Aisha thought for a moment, "Do you want to see it?"

Ryan Forte was more or less used to Elsa's directness, so he stopped beating around the bush. "Oh, of course. No one wants to miss the opportunity to see the holy relics."

In fact, Ryan Fort was a person who dealt with holy objects more often. Since the death of the previous brave warrior, the only remaining holy sword, Grame, the Throne of Light, was kept by him. He had kept it for more than 30 years and even tried to gain the recognition of the holy sword himself, but failed. However, it can be said that his understanding of the holy sword was much deeper than Madeleine's current one.

He was no stranger to holy objects.

But Ryanfort still wanted to see the mysterious silver cross relic with his own eyes - he would rather believe his own eyes than the intelligence that never got to the point.

"it's here."

As Elsa spoke, she took off the silver cross pendant from her neck and placed it in the palm of her hand. Ryan Fort's gaze followed her, but what surprised him was that the pendant at this time was not the same as described in the intelligence. The silver cross pendant now looked really ordinary, just like any pendant used for prayer in the hands of any monk. It looked neither exquisite and gorgeous, nor did it have that kind of ancient and vicissitudes of history.

Is this the holy object?

Ryan Forte certainly wouldn't doubt Elsa, he just felt it was strange that this holy object was too simple.

At this time, Aisha said, "The power of this relic is to bestow a 'blessing of strength' on creatures within a certain range and dispel evil spirits. As for its other effects, I'm not quite sure. I've never used it once, so this is all I can say."

Ryan Fort was a little surprised why Elsa told him this, but as Elsa's hand slowly fell, the light of the silver cross was no longer suppressed by Elsa's power, and it slowly rose like a burning candle, and soon, it bloomed with dazzling light like the sun.

Ryan Fort was stunned. In his eyes, the silver cross pendant was surrounded by dazzling holy light, and its original appearance could not be seen at all. It seemed as if it was coated with a layer of brilliant gold, making it extremely sacred.

Everyone present immediately felt the breath of holy light coming towards them. Even the knights and soldiers guarding outside felt their bodies lighten, and their physical fatigue was replaced by abundant energy.

Ryan Fort only felt as if he was in the warm sunshine of winter. This feeling was quite comfortable. His body couldn't help but relax in the warm embrace, and the accumulated boredom disappeared from his mind in an instant - even his old body seemed to be rejuvenated.

This is the power of blessing, and it is a very pure and strong power of holy light. Ryan Forte was also a battle-hardened warrior when he was young, and he is no stranger to this power.

"It's really rare..."

Even Ryan Fort couldn't help but take a deep breath and sigh at this time. He glanced outside carefully, roughly estimated the range of the holy light, and was even more shocked - this cross pendant is a rare holy object that not only blesses the wearer, but also has an effect on other people. If such a thing appears on the battlefield, it may be enough to change the situation.

I just don't know whether this holy object will have a greater effect on the wearer himself, and whether it has other powers that have not yet been revealed.

"how do you feel?"

"A wonderful experience. This is an extraordinary sacred object—it's not a weapon, but the power it contains is more terrifying than countless sharp swords."

Duke Ryanfort praised.

Most relics only work on their holder, or are essentially weapons, so to say that the Silver Cross Pendant is unusual is hardly a compliment.

Tricia had been silent since the beginning. She knew what Elsa wanted to do - no one would believe that Elsa was selling a holy relic.

Before she met Elsa, Tricia would never have believed such nonsense.

Although Tricia didn't know whether Elsa intended to make Duke Ryanfort the first "customer", in short, there was no precedent for the "holy relic leasing" that Elsa envisioned. So it might be a good choice to use the wealthy Duke Ryanfort as an opponent to test the "bid" he was willing to pay.

Seeing this, Elsa smiled and continued to sit upright.

"Then, Duke Ryanford, if you were given a chance to bid for the right to use it, what price would you be willing to offer?"

"what?"

Even Duke Ryanfort couldn't help but be stunned at this moment, although he quickly concealed his hesitation and didn't show it on his face.

Ryan Forte said jokingly, using a smile to cover up his hesitation. "Could it be that Sister Saint, you are planning to 'rent out' the holy relic? Haha, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, but the way you said it made me have unrealistic delusions."

Leasing a relic? Ryan Forte thought it was just his own wild imagination. Elsa probably just wanted to test his opinion on the value of the relic, without any other intentions. Besides, how could such a thing be possible?

However, before he could stop smiling, Elsa pushed the silver cross in front of him.

"Aside from life and dignity, everything has its value, and this holy relic is no exception. If someone can offer enough to impress me, I'm willing to lend the right to use it. After all, this thing is completely useless to me, and it would be a bit of a waste to keep it with me."

The Saint Sister called the holy object "this thing"? -- The smile on Ryan Fort's face froze, and his eyes moved away from the shining silver cross and slowly raised.

He stared intently into Elsa's golden eyes, and for a moment, it felt as if there was a bottomless abyss beneath them. What exactly was this Saint Sister planning to do? A test? A sarcasm? A warning? Or... seriously? Wait, could "this thing" really be sold?

He couldn't guess what Elsa was thinking at all.

Seeing this, Aisha added fuel to the fire:

"As you can imagine, I intend to hand over the relic to someone who can truly realize its value. Of course, this is not unconditional."

In fact, Elsa is completely willing to give the holy object for free to someone who can really make good use of it, but Elsa will never give it to Duke Ryanfort for free. Moreover, Elsa can still distinguish between what she is willing to do and what she should do - even if she really wants to do a favor, it is better to ask for some compensation.

Ryanfort's expression changed completely.

From shock to ecstasy and from hesitation to determination, a lot of complex emotions emerged in his heart in an instant, and his face became very serious.

Just as he was about to say something, the adjutant ran in at an inopportune moment. He looked anxious, and regardless of the unusually quiet atmosphere, he quickly walked over to Ryan Fort and whispered:

"Emergency report from the Sixth Battalion: The brave warrior has lost contact and may be in danger!"

As he spoke, the adjutant quickly gave a brief report on the situation outside the southern border. Ryanfort's expression had not yet recovered from the shock, and he frowned again.

This time Tricia also raised her eyes slightly and asked.

"what happened?"

After all, this concerns a hero, so Tricia can't just pretend she didn't see it.

Duke Ryanfort seemed to have thought of something and immediately said, "The hero has been attacked and is probably in danger. My people have lost contact with her. I'm sorry, Sister Saint, your proposal is very tempting, but the situation is urgent now. I'm afraid I can only give you an answer another day."

He said, then paused.

"But the troops I can mobilize immediately are limited. I would like to ask the two lords to take action and rescue the brave..."

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408, Why not transmit?

Due to the lack of intelligence, Ryanfort could not understand in detail what kind of danger Madeleine was facing, but there was no doubt that since the other party was able to defeat the elite soldiers of the First Battalion, they were definitely not a simple opponent, and Madeleine was indeed in danger.

So Ryanfort immediately gave the order to gather people to rescue Madeleine - but unfortunately, the West Wind Brigade was busy with the affairs of the Imperial Capital, and Ryanfort's Anbu were also busy tracking the whereabouts of the Black Hell Armor. Although part of the 9th Infantry Division was stationed in the southern border, most of them were investigating clues about the holy relics in the rear, and only the Second Battalion was available.

Of course, the number of people in the second battalion is several times more than that of the first battalion, and it is also a powerful team in frontal combat, but to be on the safe side, Ryanfort also ordered the sixth battalion of the intelligence force to assist, and entrusted the garrison troops in the southern border to help. The general of the garrison troops is Count Abru, also a member of the royal party. Ryanfort's army is currently stationed in his territory and can bring the news immediately.

That would amount to tens of thousands of people.

But in Ryanfort's opinion, these tens of thousands of people are not enough, because no one knows what kind of danger Madeleine is facing now. Although tens of thousands of people are a large number, it will take time to mobilize manpower.

And the only one who is strong enough to crush any enemy and can rush to the battlefield quickly...

There is no doubt that only the arcane sage Patriculosia Cerihilda, Duke of Ryanfort, knows Tricia's strength. In this world, only Tricia can use ultra-long-distance teleportation magic repeatedly. It is said that it is a kind of ancient magic. The advantages are fast and far, and the disadvantage is that it is very unstable, so it cannot carry many people. But it doesn't matter. The strong do not need the assistance of soldiers.

So Ryan Forte made a request to Tricia and Aisha.

"Since this concerns the hero, I naturally cannot ignore it." Tricia examined the expressions of the adjutant and Duke Ryanfort, and slowly stood up. "However, Duke Ryanfort, you should know that the hero is in danger because of your negligence."

"I will certainly apologize to Her Majesty the Queen afterwards." Ryan Forte was flexible and had no airs at all - or rather, no one was qualified to be arrogant in front of Tricia.

Tricia looked at Aisha beside her.

"Elsa, can you give me a hand?"

Elsa couldn't help but smile.

"Is there any need to ask? I will always stand by your side no matter what."

The brave Madeleine Fishmand - Elsa didn't have a very deep impression of her. She only saw her once in the throne room. Her tall and capable figure was indeed worthy of her military uniform.

Elsa originally thought that her next encounter with Madeleine would probably be after they went to the Holy City, but now it seems that the time will be advanced.

"Thank you, Elsa."

Tricia smiled faintly, turned her head, and restrained her expression. "Tell me in detail what happened."

The adjutant hesitated for a moment and said, "Sage, our wizard has prepared the teleportation array. Let's talk about it on the way..."

"There's no chance on the road, tell me now."

Duke Ryanfort patted his adjutant's shoulder and gestured.

"Don't waste time, just say it here."

The adjutant didn't waste any time and quickly repeated the news from the southern border to Aisha and Tricia in detail.

After understanding the situation, Tricia frowned slightly.

"Attacking the hero? Are you sure it was a human?"

In the human realm, someone wants to kill a hero? How absurd would such a statement be? So, when Tricia learned that the hero Madeleine Fishmand had been attacked, her first reaction was - could the attackers be remnants of the Demon King's army?

But the adjutant nodded firmly.

"The enemy is human. According to the latest news, they should be an army dressed in white."

Tricia and Ryan Forte both turned their gazes to the man in white who was still lying on the ground with a dazed look in his eyes. The bleeding of the man's broken arm had stopped with the help of healing magic, but he remained unconscious until now.

The adjutant continued, "But what's puzzling is that, according to the soldiers of the First Battalion, they left the forest long ago and sent out a call for help, yet the Sixth Battalion and Count Abru, stationed in the southern border, only just met them and received the call for help. Even more bizarre is that the soldiers of the First Battalion insisted they had spent a day and a night in the forest, yet it's only been one night since the hero lost contact..."

Otherwise, with the support of the Second Battalion, the Sixth Battalion and Count Abru, the brave man should never be in danger.

The adjutant's words made both Wo Cress and Earl Ryanfort feel strange, and Tricia also became thoughtful.

"No matter what, we will set off for Southern Xinjiang immediately."

Tricia said.

Time is urgent and we must race against time.

"Yes! My mage has prepared the teleportation array. Please move..."

The adjutant was interrupted before he could finish.

"You don't have to go over there. You stay here and tell them to send someone to pick us up. Also, tell me the exact location where the hero disappeared."

As Tricia spoke, she raised one hand slightly, and her adventurer's attire was slowly dyed with ink. The black dress returned to her body again, and the dyed hair used as a disguise also faded quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was dyed with the ink color of crow feathers - now she had returned to the identity of a "sage" in appearance.

The adjutant was stunned, and the people around him were also a little dazed - it was actually the first time for them to see the sage in person. After seeing Tricia's disguised adventurer's attire, they were actually a little shocked when they saw the black hair and black clothes that were exactly the same as in the legend.

Duke Ryanfort did not react to this at all. He just took out a box of magic potions from his space equipment.

"Sage, this is a magic potion of the highest grade. I hope it will be of use to you."

"No need," Tricia didn't accept the potion, "I don't need these things now."

Ryan Forte obviously didn't understand what Tricia meant. He explained, "This is the latest achievement of the National Academy. It's much better than the previous ones."

Tricia glanced at the potions on the table. The rich magic power was indeed much purer than the previous magic potions, but she still didn't take it.