Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

So she sent Grace.

But Grace never came back.

Since then, the Book of Prophecy has been silent for a long, long time, until yesterday.

“It’s changed again!”

Helanie Butana had been watching continuously for a whole day and felt exhausted all over. However, she still did not dare to neglect it. She quickly took out a magic stone and activated it to record everything. There was already a pile of magic stones on her bed, and the big fluffy white tail behind her was surrounding the magic stones.

I wonder what will happen after this time?

She was looking forward to it.

Then, in a flash, she saw her own name.

She is very sensitive about her name.

Because she had searched for herself in it more than once.

But when she looked closely, she found that there was a familiar name in front of her own name, which she had heard countless times recently - Elsa.

No last name, just Elsa.

It's strange. Before, Elsa's name was always "Elsa Faris", but now it has become "Elsa".

Since she appeared in the Book of Prophecy, it must be that Elsa, right? There is no other "Elsa" besides her.

"Ok?"

Helanie hesitated again.

So, would she have crossed paths with Elsa Faris? Oh, that wasn't surprising. After all, Elsa Faris seemed to be the candidate for the head sister of the Holy Sisters. She would probably visit this country with the Holy Sister in the future. As the Queen, she would naturally receive them.

However, before she could think about it, she saw a very explosive passage: "Hranie Butanna abandoned the throne of queen and eloped with Aisha."

Helanie was stunned.

what?

What? Elope?

Not sure, check again.

It's elopement.

I?

elopement?

real or fake?

Hranje felt her unwavering resolve had been insulted to its core. Her furry fox ears and plump tail stood on end. Only she knew the hardships she had endured to get to this point. What had happened? She suddenly lost the throne? She eloped? I'd given up my job as queen to run off with a woman, maybe even a human?

Future me, although I don’t know what you’ve been through - you must have had some serious illness, right?

Just as Helanie's thoughts were in a mess, the text changed again.

“It’s changed, it’s changed again!”

The moment he saw the words change, Helanie's tense heart finally relaxed.

It’s good that it has changed!

That's right - how could I possibly do something like that?

But Helanie knew that this was just comforting herself - the prophecy would change, that was a fact, but at the same time, the contents recorded in the Book of Prophecy were absolutely traceable, one link after another, everything was closely connected.

In other words, she probably, perhaps, possibly, not sure... could really do that kind of thing.

……

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529. Origin, Bloodline Mark (4K4)

Although the leader Alman is dead, the old members of the organization have not been completely destroyed.

However, Elsa and Tricia had no plans to stay in the forest any longer. They had other things to do - go to the port of Bolmo and wipe out Tate and the other vampires who had defected to Tate.

With the death of Alman, everything in the temporary hiding place in the forest has been settled. The remaining remnants are just a mob. They have lost Alman as their brain. Without Alman's command and restraint, and with the confessions of other captured vampires, these people will soon be exposed.

So Aisha set her sights on Bolmo.

Tricia returned to Elsa. She had confiscated all the old leader's inheritance and also simply collected most of the space equipment of other vampires.

She held a silver ring in her hand, which was her own space equipment. She had many such things.

In addition, there was a pair of gray-white boxing gloves, which Tricia took out separately.

"I've roughly counted them, and I've found quite a few. Also, Aisha, these two things are yours."

Tricia handed the gloves to Aisha, along with a space storage ring, and she smiled.

"This pair of gloves is very sturdy. I examined it carefully. It's a relic-level weapon, which is quite a reward. Wearing it can amplify the user's strength. As for whether it has other abilities, we'll have to try it out. But I've checked it out and it's safe.

As for this ring, I have placed all my spoils in it, and they are all yours."

She had already sent her familiars to take a rough inventory of the legacy left by the old leader, and the harvest was quite fruitful.

To be honest, it is not an exaggeration to say that the old chief is "rich". The organization has been running under the old chief for many years, and the wealth he has accumulated can almost buy a fortress. Of course, this is not the most important thing. What is most attractive is the various old books, and the mountains of scrolls, alchemical potions, and magic stones. Among them are rare creations of the Ute masters or high-end products produced from the distant Elf Forest in the Western Continent.

These things are strategic reserves no matter where they are placed.

In fact, according to Alman's memories, the old leader's "treasure trove" was definitely much more than this—it's just that the rest had been thrown into the Battle of Dammas, and naturally, they were gone forever. As for powerful treasures like dragon blood, or the items stored in the old leader's spatial equipment, they were all annihilated by Aisha, floating in the void, never to be found again.

However, if there is any priceless item among these relics, apart from the "Book of Daevara" specially hidden by the old leader, it is only this pair of gloves.

The gloves are holy relics, genuine goods.

"Give me?"

Elsa's eyes did not fall on the gloves in Tricia's hand, but on the exquisitely crafted silver ring.

"It's not 'give it to you', but it's what you deserve. It's your spoils of war."

Tricia said seriously.

The boxing gloves were Elsa's trophies, and Tricia wouldn't covet them. Besides, Tricia wouldn't need them, since Elsa usually fought with her fists. But as she spoke, she saw Elsa smile meaningfully—Elsa raised her hand, as if covering her mouth with a smile, or as if showing Tricia her empty, green fingers.

"Where I come from, giving a woman a ring means 'making a lifelong commitment to her.' Tricia, you have to be responsible."

Tricia could tell at a glance that Aisha was deliberately teasing her.

But her heart still couldn't help but beat faster.

"I'm not afraid."

Tricia didn't intend to fall into the trap, so she walked forward and took Aisha's hand.

Elsa's hands were clean and soft, slender, with distinct joints, and were almost too beautiful. Tricia examined them for a moment, carefully pinching the ring to compare the thickness of Elsa's fingers, but Elsa covered her hand with the back of her hand.

"Now I have to wear it on my middle finger."

Aisha said.

Tricia blinked her bright eyes, curious: "Is this also a custom in your hometown?"

"Would that be strange?"

"No, I think it's quite romantic."

In fact, there are different opinions on how to wear a ring. There are similar customs in this world, but if you really want to trace them back, it will probably be endless.

After putting the ring on, Elsa raised her hand to examine it.

"So lovely."

Elsa felt it roughly and found that the ring was finely crafted and of great value. The internal space was exaggeratedly large, enough to accommodate several carriages. The interior space was filled with a wide variety of items, all of which were confiscated.

Elsa also wore a ring on the thumb of her other hand, a simple silver ring given to her by the old priest when she left the monastery. After receiving the larger equipment from Mary, she hadn't used it much. The two rings were vastly different in value, but both held great commemorative significance for Elsa.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Elsa really liked it, and her face was smiling, which made Tricia look at her several more times.

"And this, want to try it?"

Seeing this, Tricia took out the boxing gloves and put them on Aisha.

The moment the boxing gloves were put on, they emitted a faint white light. The light flowed and gradually faded into the body. The original grayish-white appearance had peeled off, revealing its true appearance - it was called a boxing glove, but in fact it was an arm armor that wrapped half of the forearm. The structure of the boxing glove was made of bright silver metal. It looked very tough, but it could move very flexibly, and there was no discomfort in any joint.

A very good weapon.

Aisha commented in her heart.

But... they were just a pair of well-made gloves, and Elsa didn't notice any of the so-called strength-boosting properties. Elsa could feel that these gloves were not as strong as her spear. After being reforged and strengthened by Tricia, the spear was indeed exceptional in hardness.

Elsa flexed her fingers and wrists, then took off the gloves and weighed them gently in her hands. She shook her head and returned the gloves to Tricia. "Thank you, Tricia, but I really don't have a use for them. Perhaps there's someone better suited for them than me."

Wouldn't this thing look like a pair of high-end, glittering, free-flowing gloves on her hands? Furthermore, it was the kind of fragile item that required constant care to avoid being crushed. With Elsa's current punching power, these gloves wouldn't only fail to increase her strength, but would also restrict her power, making her feel uncomfortable.

Each holy relic is extremely precious. No matter where it is placed, it will be fought over by powerful forces, which proves its great power.

Elsa didn't want to waste this thing on her hands.

But Tricia didn't accept it.

"Then put it in your space equipment. It's better to keep it in your hands than in my hands."

Since Tricia said so, Elsa no longer refused and put it into the ring she had just received.

"Is this also a relic of the old leader?"

"Well, but he probably hasn't used it since he got it. Although it's a precious holy relic, this weapon is still too useless for a vampire like him."

Tricia said.

After all, high-level vampires relied heavily on blood mist magic in combat. Compared to the flexible and flexible blood mist, the gloves were a bit too rigid and bulky. Besides, the vampires' claws weren't just for show; they were also incredibly lethal, unlike humans or elves who relied on weapons.

Therefore, most of them have no use for this kind of thing.

"Giving this thing to ordinary vampires is useless, and it might even be a gift to the enemy for nothing, so it was simply shelved."

……

Elsa and Tricia returned to the Barony of Fisher.

Before returning, Elsa left Duke Chalblis and his men in the forest, along with Tricia's crows. They needed to stay in the forest and continue to wait for the prey.

In fact, Elsa selected a part of the spoils and planned to give it to Chalblis as a reward for Chalblis's help in the past month, but Chalblis did not accept it. After hesitating for a long time, he carefully begged Elsa to let him go.

All the Duke of Chalbrise wanted was "freedom".

Aisha agreed.

After all, Duke Chalblis and the Empire had always been at peace, and the conflict between them over the unfounded dragon blood had long been written off - Chalblis had indeed put in a lot of effort in the past month.

"Clear out the remaining vampires here, and then you will stay here for fifteen days. After that, you can come and stay as you please."

Aisha said.

Chalbliss agreed without a second thought—finally free from Aisha's clutches, what else could he be dissatisfied with? He had already silently made up his mind that in fifteen days, he would immediately take his men and leave the northern border of the empire as quickly as possible and return to his territory.

He didn't want to stay in the northern border for a moment.

To avoid long nights and many dreams.

Looking at all this, Alman was almost envious to death. He had also made great contributions and he also wanted freedom, but his envy did not last long and soon turned into horror - because after Elsa returned to Baron Fisher's territory, the first thing she did was to call Baron Fisher and the baron's subordinates, and then... interrogated them one by one in front of Alman.

With Adele's help, no one can hide anything from Elsa.

In the end, except for a few, many vampires, including Baron Fisher, were wiped out by Elsa's punch.

Alman was completely stunned.

Despite having made equal contributions, Duke of Chalbris was released, but Fisher died?

This is what Alman was afraid of - Elsa was settling the score later.

"Lady Faris...you don't have to kill him..."

At this time, only Elsa, Tricia, and Alman were left in the castle hall, as well as blood, flesh, and ice debris on the ground. After Elsa executed Baron Fisher, Tricia turned them into ice crystals, leaving no other trace.

Only then did Aisha look at Alman.

"Fisher is no longer valuable. It's time for him to pay the price for his previous evil deeds. You should know what he did here that angered heaven and man. He has made contributions, but that is not enough to wipe out his evil deeds."