Chapter 41: An Unexpected Encounter and Otherworldly Beings

It’s her!

For some reason, just hearing her voice conjured up the image of a stunningly pure face in Tilysha’s mind.

Almost forgetting the fear of death, the Little Village Girl eagerly turned around to see the beautiful black-haired girl, noble and holy, who had left an unforgettable impression on her not long ago.

Ah… it’s really her…

A rush of emotions and happiness welled up inside her, and Tilysha felt as if everything in her nearly twenty years of life had been paving the way for this moment.

But…

The Little Village Girl couldn’t understand at all why this noble girl, who should have been amidst the protection of the United Kingdom’s frame, alongside that somewhat cold and intimidating blonde girl with golden eyes, would suddenly appear here.

Tilysha looked back at the two powerful white-winged girls in the sky, and it dawned on her.

They must be the guards of this esteemed black-haired girl.

Wasn’t it said that the envoy group of the United Kingdom was headed to the Kingdom of Azure? Did they come specifically to protect her?

Indeed, she’s a very important figure!

Vilyric, of course, had no idea what the Little Village Girl, who had just escaped danger, was mulling over in her head. She merely glanced at the sharp splinters embedded in the girl’s arm and thigh muscles, wondering why this green-haired girl just kept staring at her blankly. It was quite strange.

Does she not feel pain?

If it weren’t for the girl’s cuteness, Miss Priestess wouldn’t have bothered with this much fuss; at most, she’d save her life, not think to ask if she needed treatment.

Wait, could it be… that she doesn’t understand the United Kingdom’s language?

In this chaotic and mixed up place that gathered various races and beings from around the world, it wouldn’t be unusual for someone to use another cultural language. Long ago, during her solo investigation of the Phantom Cloud, Vilyric had come across plenty of such examples.

Just as Miss Priestess was about to take out her long-neglected translation device, the seemingly dazed girl suddenly spoke up in very authentic United Kingdom language.

“Thank you, thank you for saving my life! But for a rough girl like me, how can I trouble you to treat me? The blood will dirty your noble hands; this little… Aah!”

Before she could finish, Vilyric flicked a particularly sharp splinter in the girl’s arm, causing the Little Village Girl to jerk and wince in pain.

“It’s just a small injury, so it’s easy to deal with. Stop talking and bear with it.”

Vilyric casually conjured a ball of pale golden light and tossed it onto the girl in front of her. Immediately, it spread into a warm glow enveloping Tilysha.

Including her previous impacts, the damaged bones and muscles healed rapidly, and the splinters lodged in Tilysha’s body were pushed out and fell away.

The whole process took less than ten seconds, with none of the expected pain or splattering blood, leaving the naive Little Village Girl utterly dumbfounded.

Seeing her dazed expression, Vilyric couldn’t help but smile and waved her hand in front of Tilysha.

“Snap back to reality; you’re all healed now.”

“Eh?”

At this moment, the Little Village Girl finally reacted, her face filled with surprise and disbelief.

“Could—could this be the legendary healing magic?! I’m sorry! I’ve never been up close with a Mage before, I thought…”

“You thought I would pull them out one by one by hand?”

“Ah… Haha…”

Caught out in her thoughts, Tilysha’s face flushed, and she awkwardly scratched her head. But soon, she recalled the village companions who had been devoured and the terrifying monsters, and her expression turned grave and somber again.

“Um… My name is Tilysha. I’m a… half-blood villager from White City Village 27. Thank you again for saving me, esteemed individuals from the United Kingdom.”

Considering the discrimination the United Kingdom had against mixed races, Tilysha initially thought to conceal her non-pure human lineage. However, faced with her object of admiration and unwilling to deceive her saviors, the somewhat clever yet fundamentally simple-minded Tilysha ultimately decided to reveal the truth with a firm heart.

To her surprise, though this noble black-haired girl was indeed a person of importance from the United Kingdom, her demeanor didn’t change at all upon hearing the words “half-blood.” Instead, she smiled casually and returned the introduction as if they were equals.

“Vilyric. You could say I’m a wandering idle traveler. How did you know we were from the United Kingdom?”

“Ah, well, this…”

Looking up at the fierce battle in the sky, seeing the calm expression on the black-haired girl’s face, Tilysha began to recount the events of the day. However, the dazzle and admiration she felt upon first meeting was skillfully sidestepped.

After all, she could be bashful too; this was in front of the person herself.

“Lemme guess… you too don’t know what that thing is, right?”

Feeling a bit uneasy under the shining gaze of the Little Village Girl, Vilyric shifted her attention to the monster in the sky, seemingly engaged in a back-and-forth fight but actually being completely overwhelmed by the winged sisters.

This spiky creature appeared somewhat like an ordinary biological entity parasitized by a Disaster at first glance, but the Miss Priestess, having just grasped its true nature, was certain—

This creature didn’t originate from the Earth Mother Goddess.

This was a lone individual, and those spikes were merely weapons it had grown.

It was probably an otherworldly creature.

Not belonging to this world, naturally rejected and suppressed by it; otherwise, it would be much harder to deal with.

Although this monster clearly wasn’t a match for Leila and Renée, it was important to clarify that they were true legendary powerhouses. Even among a superpower like the United Kingdom, there wouldn’t be more than ten of their kind in total, combining both reputation and hidden strength.

With two against one, and still holding out this long without defeat was already absurd.

Vilyric was somewhat concerned about how many such beings there were, or how many had come to this world?

If this was merely one of an army…

According to Tilysha, this monster was clearly a man-eater, with a frightening appetite and digestive capabilities. It wouldn’t be surprising if, within this short time, nearly one-third of the entire village, over a hundred people, had already been swallowed whole by it.

If just one could do that, then imagine thousands or tens of thousands?

The prediction about a Great Disaster that Mona once brought back to Rebecca naturally surfaced in the Miss Priestess’s mind.

Could it be this?

Thinking along those lines, Vilyric made a decision.

[Enough playing around, let’s take this thing down alive.]

Through the transmission of spiritual power, similar to telepathy over a short distance, this was one of the rudimentary uses of Vilyric’s recently developed spiritual points.

The sisters bashing the monster in the sky paused simultaneously and instinctively directed their gazes toward the White Robed Girl on the ground, and upon seeing her nod, understood that this was the Priestess speaking to them in their minds.

The various unbelievable abilities of this esteemed lady were no longer a novelty for Leila and Renée, so they didn’t dwell on it, instantly shifting from their conservative tactics to launch an aggressive assault!

The monster had already been struggling under the sisters’ hands despite its incredible resilience and recovery capabilities.

Yet facing two true legendary powerhouses, it still had no means of defense.

After a few rounds, it couldn’t withstand a giant meteorite crashing down on it and was subsequently pierced by a spear flying from the air, pinned to the ground like a turtle on its back, struggling yet temporarily unable to escape.

Even so, Vilyric could still sense the monster’s vigorous vitality within.

It wasn’t dead; in fact, it was rapidly recovering.

What in the world was going on?

   

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