Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Jian Gongzhai is not the type to investigate other people's secrets thoroughly.

“Your home is right here, and the enemy is coming for you. There’s a high chance that a battle will break out here. It’s essential to prepare a protective barrier for this area.”

"After all, the opponent is a saint."

Jian Gongzhai said with some emotion.

"No one knows better than us just how terrifying a saint can be."

“Once a saint fights with all his might, none of these people will survive.”

Such a statement silenced the surrounding members of the Amakusa-style Cross Church.

Even Wu He's excitement subsided, and he lowered his head.

They were abandoned because they lacked the strength to keep up with the Pope, who was a saint.

Now that they are about to take a saint as their opponent, one can imagine what kind of feelings the Amakusa-style Cross Church harbors.

Not to mention that this time the opponent is not only a saint.

"He is both a sage and the right seat of God."

"Although I don't know how he managed to acquire the power of both the divine child and the angels, his power might not even be comparable to that of the Pope."

The words "Jian Gong Zhai" seemed to be spoken to himself, a self-deprecating remark.

"We must have gone mad to face such an unbeatable opponent."

Although he was saying discouraging things, Kenji's eyes were shining with a strong fighting spirit.

Not only Jian Gongzhai, but all members of the Amakusa-style Cross Church, including Gowa, exhibit the same behavior.

The opponent is powerful.

But it is precisely because their opponents are so strong that the challenge is worthwhile.

If they succeed this time, it will mean that they have caught up with the Pope. Seeing all this, the Pope may return to the Amakusa-style Cross Church and stop worrying about them.

This is their trial in order to catch up with the person they admire.

They are determined to give it their all.

"Very good eyesight. Judging from your appearance, you should have prepared a trump card against the water behind you, instead of just rushing in recklessly out of enthusiasm."

"Yes."

Without any hesitation, Jian Gongzhai gave an affirmative answer.

"We have a trump card against saints."

—The trump card.

Moreover, it's a trump card specifically designed to target saints.

If this statement were to spread among those in the magic faction, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.

You must understand, these are saints, saints who are known as the sons of God. Each saint represents a power far exceeding that of a magician.

No matter how much effort an ordinary person puts in, they can never compare to a saint.

Even if he had obtained the right seat of God with an incomplete angelic technique, compared to a saint, he would probably be only somewhere in between, and he couldn't say that he was definitely better than a saint.

However, such arrogant words were uttered by a small sect with a total number of no more than one hundred people.

Anyone who heard this would probably think that the Amakusa-style Cross Church had gone mad.

I've probably been sleeping too little, so much so that I'm already daydreaming during the day.

But that's the real problem.

"Our trump card is the technique we painstakingly researched, specifically designed to target sages."

"—The collapse of a saint."

Chapter 372 Recognition

—The saint has fallen.

This is a technique specifically designed for saints that can forcibly disrupt the balance of a body with similar physical characteristics, leaving the body's power empty.

Saints are inherently similar in physical characteristics to the Son of God, and are able to invoke the same power as the Son of God through the theory of idol worship.

Conversely, if one does not possess physical characteristics similar to those of a divine child, then a saint would be just like an ordinary person and would no longer be able to use the power of a divine child.

The Saint's Collapse is a technique that seals the Saint's power by intentionally destroying the Saint's physical characteristics, which are naturally similar to those of a divine child.

The principle behind it is the legend of the execution of the divine child. This ritual recreates the legend, giving the user of the technique the right to execute the saint and destroy the divine child's physical characteristics.

"Although the effective time is only thirty seconds, the saint's power will be sealed during these thirty seconds. During this time, the saint will only be an ordinary person. Moreover, due to the sudden loss of power balance, the saint will also lose control and become unable to move because of the residual power in his body."

Gowa held up his spear and carefully explained to Haramura Makoto.

This is very strong.

If the technique of Saint Collapse can truly render a Saint powerless, then regardless of whether the opponent's power has been sealed, even the Amakusa-style Cross Cult could instantly kill a Saint.

However, this is only true if the target is hit.

The ritual of the destruction of saints is based on the legend of Jesus Christ being impaled on the cross and executed.

In reality, saints cannot be obediently bound to the cross.

Therefore, if the Saint's Collapse spear does not hit its target, its powerful effect will be useless.

It is astonishing that a small, wandering church with fewer than a hundred members could create such a revolutionary spell.

Perhaps this is the Amakusa-style Cross Religion's obsession with the existence of saints.

This is precisely the crystallization of their own regret and their own stubbornness.

"In that case, I'll leave the initial task to you."

"Go ahead and do it with confidence. Even if you fail, I'll cover for you."

After leaving those words, Makoto Haramura left.

Only the Amakusa-style Cross Church remained, looking at each other in bewilderment.

After a long while, a girl who looked even more frail than Wuhe slowly raised her small hand.

"Um...we've been stabbed, haven't we..."

This was actually the common thought of everyone present.

Even Jian Gongzhai crossed his arms, grinned, and revealed a big smile.

Seeing their own acting pope in such a state, everyone in the Amakusa-style Cross Church got the answer they had imagined.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

The next second, all the members of the Amakusa-style Cross Church abandoned their work and jumped up in cheers, letting out a joyous celebration.

"I've been recognized."

"We've finally been recognized."

"He was still recognized by the person who defeated the Pope. What a kind person he is."

Tears streamed down the faces of every member of the Amakusa-style Cross Church.

Even Wuhe was deeply moved.

Those who are not part of the Amakusa-style Cross Church can hardly understand why they would be so excited about receiving such recognition.

Only they themselves know how much effort they put in to catch up with the sage.

How much despair and heartache accumulated in this process?

Now, it is the recognition of the powerful woman who defeated her own family's pope, an affirmation of all the efforts made so far.

This shows that their long-term persistence was not in vain.

"Next up is the Pope."

"That's right!"

"This time, we must get the Pope to recognize us!"

An incomparably strong fighting spirit ignited in the eyes of the Amakusa-style Cross Church members.

Even though Kenjiro was trying to maintain a calm demeanor, the corners of his mouth were twitching like an AK.

"Everyone, now that we've been recognized, we need to work even harder."

……

"The Amakusa-style cross-shaped cult."

Lying on his large bed, Makoto Haramura seemed to be deep in thought.

"It's definitely time to find that guy."

He took out his phone, opened his contacts, and found the name of the person he wanted to contact.

Then I dialed the number directly.

The phone rang for about two minutes before it was finally answered.

A hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Um... is there something you need?"

That's Kanzaki Kaori's voice.

Kanzaki Kaori herself may not have realized it, but her voice is actually quite distinctive.

"Yes, it's been a long time. This is just the right opportunity to return the favor."

"How about it? Would you like to listen?"

Makoto Haramura's lips curled up, and he spoke to Kaori Kanzaki in a rather flippant tone.

Kanzaki Kaori seemed to have become more serious as well, which could be sensed from her voice.

"Is it about the water supply in the rear?"

"I already know the general outline of this matter. In fact, I'm already on my way to Academy City."

"I won't let that guy from the rear, Zhi Shui, run rampant."

Kanzaki Kaori's tone was quite certain and firm.

It is true that he owes Haramura Makoto a favor.

Moreover, he owed favors more than once; the first time was because of Index.

If it weren't for this man, they would probably still be being deceived by the British Puritans, pushing that child into the abyss time and time again.

As for the second time, it was her showdown with this man.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, she was almost completely helpless in that battle.

Such an ungrateful person deserves to be killed outright.

But he was still let go, which was undoubtedly another act of kindness.

This has been calculated twice already.

Therefore, when she learned that the water behind the house was preparing to attack Makoto Haramura, even though she thought that the water behind the house had no chance of succeeding and would probably end up like her, she would not stand idly by.

At least, this is all I can do with my abilities.

Kanzaki Kaori wanted to repay these two favors as much as she could.

"So you were already planning to come."

"Although it's not quite what I wanted to say."

Makoto Haramura chuckled. He could understand Kanzaki Kaori's eagerness to repay the favor. If he were in her shoes, he would probably do the same.

After all, in this world, the debt of gratitude is the hardest to repay.

Although he never cared about it.

but.

"Alright, that's fine then. It's just that things might not go as planned after you arrive."