Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Theoretically speaking, this would absolutely be a fatal injury.

Given the depth of the incision, not only did the amount of bleeding from the wound be enormous, but the internal organs hidden inside the body also suffered varying degrees of damage.

"Cough cough..."

Shui coughed up another mouthful of blood.

His once sharp, hawk-like gaze was now clouded.

It was clear that he was forcing himself to stay awake.

Forcing himself to stay awake, he performed the healing magic.

"By barely using the power of the Holy Mother, he avoided certain death and survived by a hair's breadth."

"Actually, you should have realized it from the very first move that you had no chance of winning."

Makoto Haramura squatted down, completely ignoring the guy's attempt to use the power of water to suppress the outflow of blood.

"Do you really want to eliminate war and protect your homeland?"

All the information about the rear of the water is nothing to Makoto Haramura.

Makoto Haramura already had all the information he had gathered from the time he entered the magical world until now.

This man, the only one among the Right Seats of God with a sense of justice, who is like a knight, is actually a mercenary.

The real name of the man behind the water is William Orwell.

He was born in England.

Furthermore, he is a magical mercenary who works for the benefit of Britain. As a child, Rearwater was baptized in a Puritan church in England.

Although he did not join the Anglican Church and become a member of the Anglican Order, during the mercenary era, Rear Water made outstanding contributions in battles such as the Astrological Spellcasting Brigade in western Russia, the annihilation of the Order of Orleans in central France, and the rescue of the Third Princess of England near the Strait of Dover, and was extremely active on the battlefield.

This rear water originally focused its activities mainly on the British mainland, where it had amassed considerable influence and even formed a close friendship with the Grand Master of the British Knights, with whom it knew and appreciated each other.

However, just ten years earlier, after the rescue of the Third Princess of England, Rearguard left England a week before being formally knighted. After leaving England, Rearguard converted to the Roman Catholic Church and eventually became a member of the Right Seat of God.

Over the years, this mercenary has not contacted Britain.

Everyone believed that this man had long since abandoned his homeland.

However, during the battle just now, Makoto Haramura gained some insights through the clash of swords.

This guy's sword is not for killing, but for protecting.

This man has an extremely strong will.

It is clearly unlikely that this will would apply to the Roman Orthodox Church.

So, it's just speculation.

Perhaps this man simply wanted to use his position as the Right Seat of God within the Roman Catholic Church to protect his homeland in another way.

The reason he's risking his life so much in the fight against Makoto Haramura is probably because he wants to prevent a major battle from happening.

Internationally speaking, the British Puritan Church and the Academy City share a common stance.

However, from the perspective of those in the rear, the Roman Catholic Church could not possibly be defeated.

Rather than suffer the devastation and loss of life that followed, Britain was severely damaged.

Why not deal with Haramura Makoto now, retrieve the C document, demonstrate the power of the Roman Catholic Church, and perhaps take care of Aleister while we're at it?

Thus, the victory of the Roman Catholic Church is a foregone conclusion.

The Roman Catholic Church would also be declared victorious before the war even began.

In this way, war can be averted without a trace.

"You actually know!"

The water behind was extremely shocked.

She realized that the man in front of her had seen through about 80% of her intentions.

He never considered things like leaks.

Because that's impossible; only the Knight Commander and he knew about it.

Ten years ago, Rear Water left Britain because it was determined to embark on a thorny path.

The mercenary made an agreement with the Grand Master of the British Knights, that he would protect Britain from the outside while the Grand Master would protect Britain from the inside.

But even the Knight Commander cannot be completely certain of his stance now.

It's impossible to tell anyone else.

"It's nothing, it's not hard to guess roughly."

Makoto Haramura scoffed.

He simply couldn't appreciate someone like Houfangzhishui.

However, his actions were only natural.

Sacrificing others to protect those you value—that's something Makoto Haramura and his industry would do.

"However, is the fire on the right putting that much pressure on you?"

"With the combined powers of a saint, a holy mother, and a holy son, you can't defeat the Right Flame?"

"He probably doesn't have the same special constitution as you."

The water behind is already beyond what is expected.

This guy could easily slaughter a normal saint or the Right Seat of God.

This guy is showing a yielding attitude when facing the fire on the right.

This is enough to explain a lot.

"No."

"But that guy's angelic spells are different from those of the other Right Seats of God."

"That was a completely unorthodox technique."

"I can't imagine how to defeat him."

The words spoken by Houfangzhishui were halting and hesitant, but it was probably really as he said.

The right-side fire, which has not yet appeared, is extremely powerful.

He was so strong that he couldn't even muster the will to resist.

Even if he could destroy the continent when he unleashed his full power, he still lacked the confidence to fight that guy.

"what is it?"

"What would make you like this?"

Makoto Haramura was genuinely curious.

I'm curious about what kind of technique that guy used to completely demoralize the water behind him.

“I don’t know the details.”

The person behind the water seemed to have no intention of hiding anything and answered directly.

"However, his power will be adjusted according to his opponent."

"Always being one step ahead of you, that's probably what it means."

"As for his power ceiling, I don't know."

"Oh!"

Makoto Haramura gave a meaningful snort.

This guy must have fought with Right Fire.

It's likely that he took action before he even joined the Roman Catholic Church.

That is why he chose to join the Roman Catholic Church to defend his homeland.

"I have failed, and I have told you everything I needed to tell you."

"Let's do it."

Ignoring Haramura Makoto's sarcastic tone, the man behind him spoke in a weak, calm voice.

If you intend to take someone's life, then you must be prepared to have your life taken by someone else at any time.

As a mercenary who had fought on countless battlefields, Houfangzhishui had long understood the cruelty of the battlefield, so he would not have any complaints about it.

"Ah."

Makoto Haramura delivered another direct taunt, then bent down and grabbed Ascalon, the spirit armor of the Water behind him, easily shaking it twice.

"Sure enough, it's very heavy and impractical."

"Let's reforge it."

Upon making such a comment, Makoto Haramura immediately confiscated the spirit dress.

Then Makoto Haramura lowered his gaze.

"Want your life?"

"Although this result is not bad, I'm still quite unhappy with you personally."

"But keeping your life alive might be quite useful."

"We should be able to see a good show in a few days."

As he spoke, Makoto Haramura lifted his foot and lightly touched the ground with his toes.

The ground rippled like waves.

The pitch-black gap unfolded, and countless blood-red eyes stared into the abyss.

"If you can't accept this humiliation, you can commit suicide."

"But if you want to escape, I recommend you do it as soon as possible."

"You probably can't handle the Drive Kai forces right now."

Chapter 378 Meddling

In the silence, Makoto Haramura appeared directly in the room, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Almost at the same time, a gentle voice entered Makoto Haramura's ears.

"Are you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Haramura Makoto smiled slightly, raised his head, and looked ahead.

There, Wuhe was wearing an apron, with a worried expression on her face, and holding a white towel in her hand.

"It was alright, it was quite pleasant overall."

Makoto Haramura shrugged, took the towel from Itsuki's hand, and wiped his forehead, which was not sweaty.

"He truly deserves the title of saint; he's far superior to those so-called 'Winds of the Front' and 'Land of the Left'."

At his current level, apart from the so-called Demon God and Aleister, there is probably nothing in this world that can make him fight at full strength.

After all, in the world of Godslayer, he had already defeated the Last King, who had reached the level of a planet-destroying being, by unleashing his full power.

Even during that battle, he still had plenty of room to maneuver.

He wasn't sure exactly what he could do against those demons, but he was certain that in this world, he could crush any opponent below the level of a demon.

Therefore, it is very difficult to arouse his interest in fighting, and Rear Water has done a good job in this regard.

It's probably like the difference between pickled vegetables and stir-fried dishes when eating.

"However, you should take care of your companions instead of me."

Makoto Haramura held up a finger, pointing at one of the Amakusa-style Cross Cult members, and said with a wry smile.

It's obvious that Wu and this towel weren't originally meant for him; after all, things can't just happen by chance. It was probably meant for the man in front of them whose wound was bleeding.

"Ah...ah...yes..."

In a moment of infatuation, Wuhe forgot her friends and finally remembered what she was supposed to be doing. She hurriedly handed over what she was holding to her companion.