Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

She sneered at Elsa, declaring her victory and spreading fear, but when she raised her hand to kill Elsa, she finally saw Elsa's face clearly.

The nun with golden eyes, a gentle smile, and a calm yet dangerous aura—it was undoubtedly "Elsa." Her unleashed speed and fatal strikes didn't bring her any sense of security. Elsa's gaze remained calm, as if she were watching a slowly falling leaf.

She only took one look at Aisha, and all the pores on her body exploded.

Keng——

The flying knife went straight ahead, leaving a spark on Elsa's neck, and then bounced aside without even cutting a single hair of Elsa's.

“Devil Nun… Eh!??”

The scream of fear stopped abruptly, and inertia made her slide to her knees. Without hesitation, she bowed her head in worship.

"Please spare me! I'll do anything if you can just let me go!"

Ever since she left Alman and sought Tate's protection, loyalty had become worthless. If she hadn't met Aisha, that would have been fine. She didn't want to put her life in the hands of a human being. She wanted freedom, too.

But now that Elsa is here, what else can she do?

She just wanted to survive.

There is no choice but to betray.

Elsa raised her hand and then put it down again without making another move.

Becky looked melancholy when she saw this. If she had done the same, she wouldn't have had to take Elsa's punch.

Only Bona was stunned.

……

The clothing store has a wide variety of clothes, many of which are in styles from various regions of the East and West Continents. In Bolmo, where merchants and cargo ships from all over the world gather, the last thing you need is these exotic goods.

Elsa picked out a blue and white long dress for Becky to wear. It seemed to be a costume from the Kingdom of Yekasa in the Western Continent. Some minor modifications had been made to the overall look, with a lot more decorative items and a better fit. It was covered with a layer of unknown fur, which was very thick and warm. The inside was a snow-white fluffy lining, and the collar was decorated with deer antlers inlaid with silver. It had a small waistcoat, a high waistband, and brass buttons. When worn on Becky, it made her silver hair look more beautiful, and her fair cheeks also showed a rare bit of embarrassment.

Becky held the hem of her skirt awkwardly with both hands and lowered her head.

She had only worn black and gray clothes her entire life, even during her vague childhood, when she was sold to the castle for a bag of gold and became a blood servant. It wasn't a big deal, really. There were many people like her, most of whom died. She was considered lucky.

There's really not much to say about the past.

However, after getting used to it, suddenly wearing such bright colors was quite a bit of a bummer for her. She wasn't prepared for this. She'd assumed Elsa had brought her to the clothing store just to catch the vampire, but she'd actually picked out clothes for her and had her try on several pieces.

How should I put it...Becky was actually a little flattered.

"It suits you very well. It looks very nice."

Elsa was very satisfied with her taste and was not stingy with her praise. And she had to admit that although Becky didn't dress up much and always loved those strange and gloomy robes, she actually had a good figure and looked good in clothes. She had a slender and plump figure, and any clothes on her were quite eye-catching.

"Thanks……"

Becky pursed her lips, her brows still lowered, her mind a complex mess: I never thought that the first person in her life to choose new clothes for her and give her compliments would be Elsa. At the same time, she felt a little relieved: it seemed that she was not completely unsuitable for these brightly colored clothes.

Although she had decided to follow Elsa a long time ago, and knew Elsa's personality and character more than the first day, she was still very uncomfortable with Elsa's sudden kindness to her. She even felt a little panicked, as if she was afraid, and wanted to run away. However, she couldn't say what she was panicked about or what she was afraid of, so she could only remain silent.

"Take this one too."

Aisha said to Bona.

Bona was preoccupied, but she still carefully packed Becky's clothes. She glanced with some trepidation at the vampire woman huddled in a corner, bleeding from all seven orifices, her eyes wide open, motionless, and couldn't help but ask, "Um... Sister, when do we have to wait before we set off?"

Bona's brother and sister were both kidnapped - they were originally handymen at a winery outside the city, but when they met again, they became slaves of the vampires.

It was said to be kidnapping, but in fact it was enslavement and becoming a blood slave.

So she didn't dare to resist at all when she was threatened. Her most important family members were in the hands of those vampires, and those vampires sent people to monitor her and asked her to go to the City Lord's Mansion to act as an insider - because she was a famous tailor nearby and had made clothes for many nobles. As long as the arrangements were proper, it would not be difficult for her to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion under this name.

Not enslaving her through the Blood Slave Mark was also for the sake of absolute certainty—without an insider in the City Lord's Mansion, it would be difficult to send a Blood Slave there. Such an important place also had countermeasures. Of course, once an insider was found, the rest of the matter would be much simpler.

In short, no matter how slow-witted Bona was, she guessed that the vampires seemed to be brewing some terrible plan.

This is the cause and effect.

Now, the eyes that were monitoring Bona had been easily subdued by Elsa, and they had revealed a lot of information - including that Tate had occupied the winery and transported the vampires into the port in wine barrels, and so on. These pieces of information were taboos that would backfire if spoken out, but in front of Elsa, the so-called taboos were of no use. Naturally, Elsa asked Adele to pass these pieces of information to Tricia.

Bona couldn't wait to seek help from the church to rescue her brother and sister.

But Aisha stops her.

"Don't be impatient yet. Leave this matter to me. Don't go anywhere for now. Trust me, trust the bishop."

Aisha said, directly mentioning the bishop's name.

Sure enough, Bona believed it.

After all, Elsa was worried about letting Bona do whatever she wanted - how could Tate only place one pawn in the city? If Bona suddenly ran to the church, unless Elsa escorted her all the way, she might be killed on the way.

Furthermore, the church here had received Tricia's news a long time ago and had begun to make secret arrangements in cooperation with Tricia. Elsa did not need the church's help here. She alone was enough to deal with any emergency, not to mention Adele and Becky, a wild god and a quasi-vampire marquis. If Tricia came, they would probably frown, so how could anyone else make any waves?

The reason why Elsa hasn't taken action yet is that she is waiting for news from Tricia.

The city had been infiltrated by the vampires, blending seamlessly into the fabric of the city, making them difficult for ordinary people to discern. They were a potential danger. Elsa needed a foolproof, all-inclusive attack, not just beheading Tate and leaving the city infested with bone-eating worms. To achieve this, the entire port needed to be thoroughly and covertly inspected and sealed off from top to bottom, slowly closing in the net. All of this would take time.

Before that, Elsa's task was to show up from time to time, make her presence felt, and put enough pressure on Tate to make him nervous, but not dare to act rashly, so as to prevent the undercurrent from surging.

Of course, it would be even better if you could get some intelligence along the way.

If Tate can't bear it, the moment he shows up, that will be his death.

Of course, if he could hold back, then once Tricia's big net was spread, with Elsa, Tricia, Adele and the Church of Bolmo joining forces, all the vampires would have no way to escape.

……

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533. Invitation from Brucifa (7K5)

On the west coast, a firelight reflected in the dilapidated hut of a desolate fishing village. Alesha bent her legs and hugged them in front of her. The warm heat made her drowsy and her heavy eyelids almost closed, but she immediately rubbed her cheeks hard and shook her head to keep herself awake.

"I can't sleep... I can't sleep..."

If I fall asleep, I'll be captured by Elsa...

She repeatedly warned herself, fearing that once she fell asleep she would return to that dimension and fall into the hands of the terrible Elsa.

She raised her eyes and looked at Aschero who was sitting opposite the fire. At this time, Aschero was sitting cross-legged with a frown on her face, holding a piece of blue stone in one hand and weaving a complex small magic circle with the other. She closed her eyes and her eyelids trembled slightly. Alesha knew that Aschero was wandering in that space.

Alessa was a little worried. What if Aschero was captured by Aisha?

Since childhood, Alessa has always been by Aschero's side, compared to her biological mother whom she has only met a few times - the Demon King who is admired by all the demons.

In Aresha's cognition and memory, Aschero's existence is not a relative but better than a relative. He is the only person close to her.

"call--"

Finally, Aschelo breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

There was a rare look of deep worry in her eyes.

"Askelo...are you okay?"

Alesha asked quickly, the light from the fire illuminating her concerned expression.

Aschero raised his eyes, his gaze piercing the firelight as he cast his gaze upon Alessa. Alessa was undoubtedly gifted with a stunningly beautiful face. Setting aside her status as a demon princess, her appearance was a rare beauty even among forest elves. Yet, at this moment, worry and distress were written across her face, and an indelible weariness clung to the corners of her eyes.

As a princess, she should have grown up carefree and innocent, but... Aschero could not give Alessa such a life.

She took a deep breath, turned her palm over, and the magic light in her palm converged, changing from a supporting magic circle to a dim fluorescent light, which slowly faded away.

"Your Highness, your soul has not yet stabilized. You should rest more."

Aschero slowed down his tone and persuaded.

Alyssa kept shaking her head: "No, I don't want to sleep..."

Her voice was crisp, and despite her girlish face, she seemed remarkably childish. Contrary to her appearance, due to her soul having been asleep for so long, Alessa's actual mental age was only about ten.

"I really can't sleep. I slept for so long before, I've slept enough..."

She defended herself tentatively.

Having said that, Alessa looked like she could fall into a deep sleep at any moment. Her soul had been dormant for too long, and without the support of Minchis' power, it was difficult for her to stay awake for long.

But now she is very resistant to sleep.

Because once she fell asleep, her soul would go to the void, and that was where she saw Elsa - she was naturally quite afraid of Elsa, although when she first saw Elsa she only felt that Elsa looked like a gentle and caring big sister, which was completely different from the terrible impression she heard from Aschero.

But obviously, that was just an appearance.

She believed in Aschero unconditionally. Since Aschero said with certainty that Elsa was a dangerous and terrifying human, and would kill her without hesitation once he knew her identity as the demon princess, then the truth must be this.

So Alyssa said she didn't want to sleep at all.

Alessa's young heart made her unreservedly demonize Elsa's horror more deeply. Of course, this fear was not exactly the same as the fear of Elsa that other demons had towards her, because Alessa had never truly felt the blood feud between demons and humans in the past - her childhood was carefully protected by Minchis, away from the blood and war.

But that was all. Aschero wanted to give Alessa everything commensurate with her status as a princess, but the demons, who were mired in the war at the time, had already shown signs of decline. Then, with the fall of the Demon King, they were defeated. She could only take Alessa to hide from place to place, but in the end, she could not escape the clutches of those humans.

Aschero cleared the haze from his heart and began to explain, "I have just temporarily severed the connection with the void. You will never return there again. Sleep peacefully. I am here to protect you."

Ever since Alessa said that she saw Elsa in the void space, Aschero has been observing the void space for a very long time, from using familiars and puppets in the beginning to sneaking into it herself later, but she still did not notice any unusual movement in the void space - there was no Elsa, nor the little girl following Elsa. The void space was empty, with only the occasional appearance of the souls of the dead bringing some ripples, as if everything Alessa said was really just a nightmare.

This made Aschero doubt for a moment whether Alesha had seen it wrong. Alesha absorbed too much soul power from Minchis during her sleep, so it was normal for her to occasionally hallucinate some memories that did not belong to her.

But Aschelo did not dare to gamble.

That Elsa was too weird, her existence had long exceeded Aschero's understanding of power. Any information mentioning her was filled with an indescribable sense of incongruity. That girl gave people the feeling of not only being powerful, but also mysterious. The feeling was completely different from facing the Demon King, and it was an eerie sense of dislocation, just like those sleeping ancient gods. The power was so strong that it could no longer be properly described. It was incomprehensible and difficult to express. Just mentioning it made people feel a chill down their spines.

Aschero would not risk his own life and Alyssa's life to guess whether Alyssa was hallucinating.

The void space is essentially an outer realm. Even with the power of Minchis in his heyday, he could only grab a small piece to nourish Alessa's soul and could not interfere too much. Its rules are different from those of this world. In such a place, Aschero's strength is greatly reduced. If she meets Elsa, she can't say how much of her trump cards she can use.

So she had no choice but to temporarily cut off her connection with the void space.

Aschero rose and sat down beside Alessa, gently stroking her hair. As her palm brushed across her hair, a faint blue light converged from her palm toward Alessa's forehead. This was Aschero's own soul power. Without the nourishment of the void, Alessa's soul had clearly weakened and was unable to fully integrate into her body. Aschero could only use this method to strengthen Alessa's soul.

Aretha didn't know what Aschero was doing. She just felt a surge of fatigue and was very sleepy. She rested her head on Aschero's legs, her eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

"Is it true that we won't meet that Elsa?"

"Of course, you will have a good dream." Aschero said softly, "When you wake up, it will be almost time for us to set off - to leave this cold and desolate place and go to a beautiful island far away from trouble. There, we don't have to hide anymore, and no one can find us. We can find a clean and bright cottage to live in, and every day there will be plenty of sweet berries, warm soup, and beautiful clothes..."

Aschero stroked Alessa's head, and the light of fire danced in her dark eyes.

"——Princess, if you leave here, will you want to come back someday?"

"Come back...? I don't know..."

Alessa replied drowsily. She was almost falling asleep when she suddenly remembered something and murmured:

"Oh right...just now...I saw this thing glowing..."

Alessa pointed to the small object next to Aschero, which was a magic device used for communication. After that, she fell into a deep sleep.

Aschero gazed at Alessa's peacefully sleeping face. Honestly, aside from her stunning beauty, Alessa's personality bore no resemblance to the Demon King he remembered. Perhaps it was the environment she grew up in. Only the surging tide of magic within Alessa betrayed her uniqueness—especially during the decades of her imprisonment. The "Black Hell Armor" crafted specifically for Alessa by the Seventh Organization had enhanced her power in all directions. In terms of direct combat prowess, Alessa, at full power, could withstand a few blows even against the War Demon General of yesteryear.

When His Majesty entrusted Alesha to her, he said that Alesha had unprecedented potential, even stronger than His Majesty.

The only thing that concerned Aschelo was that... she had never seen His Majesty pregnant, but Alessa did have His Majesty's bloodline.

Aschero swept away the memories and decided not to think about it anymore. She picked up the communication magic device that had been beside her and checked it. It was a message from Brucifa. Brucifa had arrived at the port of Bolmo and was carrying out the order given by Aschero - to contact Tate, the last leader of the remnants of the blood clan organization, and provide assistance.

This is also a helpless move. With Tate's ability, it is impossible for him to leave the port of Bolmo and he will definitely be caught by Elsa. This does not conform to Aschero's plan. She lacks understanding of Elsa and needs intelligence. Then Tate, who is doomed to die, is undoubtedly the most suitable chess piece. Last time, the undead general Tobias failed to stop Elsa, so this time, can the great power left by the ancient gods suppress Elsa?

A secret sage who has survived to this day is already enough of a headache, and Elsa is even more of a concern for Aschero. She must find out what Elsa's strength is.

As long as the limit of Elsa's power can be found, a plan can be devised to deal with her - even if Elsa's power is very strong, it is like a mountain that reaches the clouds. Although it is difficult, at least there is hope of climbing up. But now Elsa is like an abyss that cannot be seen at a glance. Only this weirdness and unpredictability are the most terrifying.

……

The specialty of Belmont Freya is not only the Ute people's superb forging skills, but also their wine - it is a popular liquor, as crisp and rich as the impression they give people, with a unique flavor that is impressive. Their unique brewing style is believed to be based on the worship of winter fire, and is also mixed with some iron stomach beliefs derived from a strong physique.

Simply put, wine occupies an important position in the Ute people's diet. Wineries are distributed in the suburbs of various towns, and this is even more so in large and populous port cities like Bolmo. There are more than a dozen wineries of various sizes on the outskirts of Bolmo. The owners of the wineries are usually wealthy businessmen. They specialize in transporting the most expensive spirits from the distant inland and store them in cellars, waiting for the right time to sell them. Of course, that is only a small part, because they also have their own orchards and winemakers. It's just that due to the geographical conditions and climatic environment, the wine produced here is not the most delicious one, but it is still especially sought after by drinkers, and there is always a constant stream of merchants trading here.

Every once in a while, the winery would send the brewed wine to the city of Bormo by horse-drawn carriage. Some of it was supplied to the taverns in Bormo, while some was packed onto ships and shipped across the stormy sea to the other side of the ocean.

Tate took advantage of this and sent more than a dozen subordinates and blood slaves into the city of Bolmo along with the transport carriage.

Just as Tate was planning to take further action, the winery suddenly welcomed an uninvited guest - Tate's subordinates had just been given an important task by Tate and pushed the door to leave, when a cloud of black mist suddenly rose in front of Tate without any warning. Even before Tate could react, two figures appeared in front of him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency 'Chief'."

The leading man said.

His voice was elegant and calm, but he was shrouded in a thin black robe, his appearance unclear, revealing only a pair of bottomless silver eyes that captivated the heart. He looked harmless, but it was the squire standing behind him, as powerful as a warhorse, that drew even more attention. However, as a vampire marquis, Tate instinctively sensed an aura of extreme danger from the man in black.

The man in black was none other than Brucifer, who was sent by Ascelos. He was still accompanied by only one guard, just like he had always been. This showed his confidence in his own strength.