Chapter 306: The Bright Light That Was Retrieved

“Not worth it, huh… Ha, as expected of a ruler known for putting profit above all.”

Yuna remained noncommittal, avoiding deeper discussion on the topic, and instead gazed up at the increasingly crimson sky.

“Then, let’s complete the transaction we agreed upon.”

Following the Saintess’s gaze, the entity of Corruption seemed to grasp what was happening, emitting a somewhat amused sound.

“Hehe, Slutut of Killing, even I find that opponent mad and troublesome. It seems He has set His sights on the delicacy nurtured by your country, aiming to break through through it…”

“Not wise, not wise at all. The Origin Land is not that simple. Petty skirmishes may be fine, but such a grand invasion would simply provoke a fierce backlash. The waters here… they are very deep.”

“Although we are trying to jointly contain the spread of Chaos, I do not wish for Him to become the next Chaos. From this perspective, perhaps we could further cooperate. What do you think, spirit of the artifact? Your opinion?”

However, Yuna resolutely shook her head in response to Ilroen’s invitation for a transaction.

“There’s no need. We can handle the invasion of Killing ourselves, Corruption. Don’t forget, the Holy Kingdom became what it is today because of you. Put away those tiresome schemes; we are foes, not friends.”

“What a pity.”

Ilroen’s eyeless sheep head swayed left and right, seeming genuinely disappointed, yet he did not dwell on the topic any longer. He merely raised his vacant hand, and a narrow, pitch-black portal opened at his side.

A magnificent crown encrusted with countless jewels floated forth from within.

“Your essence, in exchange for one of my sources. This is the condition we agreed upon to recover our respective losses. I heard you discussed additional terms with Clisia; it seems she has already fulfilled our side’s promise. Do you have any objections?”

Yuna shook her head, raising her own hands, and two transparent crystal boxes appeared on either side of her, containing a pink orb and a flat gem shaped like an eyeball, along with an ancient scroll that was folded shut.

“Whoosh~”

A beam of light rose from the scroll, flying towards Clisia and Ilroen, while simultaneously, the holy crown sent from the other world by Corruption drifted towards its true owner at the same pace.

Everyone present, aside from the two parties in the transaction, instinctively held their breath, watching the serious exchange unfold.

The exchanged items brushed past each other.

That process seemed particularly lengthy, yet it was merely a fleeting moment.

They gradually floated, not rushed, until, at the same instant, they fell into the hands of their respective owners.

“…”

“…”

Both parties received the items in silence, yet the anticipated violent conflict did not occur.

Ilroen’s ethereal sheep face twitched for a moment, seemingly satisfied.

“You are quite clever, as you were three hundred years ago. You’ve not changed, Yuna… Is that your new name?”

“Yuna, we are similar beings: rational, logical, but I admire you. Work hard; do not let Slutut destroy this kingdom and you… I look forward to our next collaboration.”

The vision of Corruption gradually faded, the two crystal boxes being sucked into the black hole, while a light spot quickly enlarged, transforming into a succubus girl resembling Clisia but noticeably more youthful and less endowed, appearing right next to the just-woken Clisia.

“Out, I’m out!?! Yuna Summerfield! How dare you bring me to… Ow! Who’s tugging my tail?! Seeking death… Big big big sister?! Why are you here…?”

Ignoring the flat succubus who had just barely escaped confinement and was now frantically lamenting her circumstances, Yuna glanced at the bright crown in her hand and removed a counterfeit one before taking a deep breath and putting it back on her head.

Her aura surged explosively at that moment, instantly breaking through the merely disguised legendary peak, crossing the long layers, and reaching the summit!

“Whoa!”

Stunned by the nearly overwhelming and pure holy power, Miss Chloé, initially spinning her eyes while secretly plotting revenge, instinctively retreated behind her elder sister.

Now that Yuna Summerfield had reclaimed her full power, she was indistinguishable from Clisia Ilroen when she wasn’t suppressed by world power—almost on par with the true guardians of the world’s five strongest nations.

The true—Saint of Bright Light.

“Hah…”

Exhaling, the girl who appeared unchanged re-raised her gaze to the two succubi, whose expressions were solemn or somewhat flustered, yet she did not attack them. Instead, she turned back to her companions.

“Let’s go, complete the final step and end this.”

Having invisibly become the absolute core of this makeshift team, Yuna merely spoke, pressing down on the hesitations of the others, especially Philomina’s. They followed behind the Saintess, quickly stepping into the forest and vanishing from sight.

At this point, among the two seemingly ignored succubi, the younger one could no longer contain her whispered complaints.

“What’s the deal… So arrogant; if I didn’t know better, I’d think they were going to save the world. Big sister, why don’t you teach that odious Yuna Summerfield a lesson? She locked me up in that stupid painting for several months!”

Clisia glanced at her younger sister with exasperation.

“What do you think?”

“Ugh…”

Recall the previous scene, Chloé awkwardly turned away but immediately protested.

“So what if she’s a demigod? She’s just a whole tier above us in her normal state…! If it weren’t for you being suppressed by this world…”

Ilroen’s eldest daughter shook her head again.

“It’s not just about strength; even though we are currently invading this world as outsiders and are at war with their country, we share a common interest regarding Slutut.”

“Slutut, as the only ruler among the Four Great Monarchs that did not appear naturally but evolved from a lower being, is unpredictable in every aspect—the existence of the God of Killing itself poses a risk nearing Chaos. Unlike our father and Corruption, He offers many higher upward possibilities.”

“While right now the three monarchs are roughly equal in strength, and we must unite against the greatest threat, Chaos, the demon realm is in a temporary relative stability. But if Killing advances further and reaches the level of Chaos…”

The eldest succubus’s expression tightened.

“A unprecedented and ferocious war might erupt in the demon realm.”

“So, Slutut must fail. At the very least, we, the Corruption faction, must not take advantage of the Holy Empire right now. This is for our own sake as well.”

“Is that so…?”

Letting out a small sigh, Clisia patted her sister’s shoulder and took off into the sky.

“Let’s retrieve the Enchantment Pearl, reclaim some energy, and make up for the losses swallowed by Chaos. This war’s objective has been perfectly achieved, so let Killing fight slowly against the Holy Empire while we head home.”

“The Origin Land… ultimately does not welcome outsiders.”

   

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