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Chapter 70: Holy Judgement

In the lounge.

Even through the walls, the thunderous cheers could be heard.

The Trial of the Saint, a spectacle for all to witness.

Moreover, Alice might be targeted by the Saint candidate teams from the Eastern Continent.

This trial would be anything but easy.

Roy asked with concern, “Are you nervous?”

Sitting in front of the mirror, Alice shook her head, casting a calm glance at the boy in the reflection, “Not nervous.”

“Because I have my master with me.”

Roy smiled, looking at the girl’s tranquil face, overwhelmed with emotion.

In the original story, no matter which storyline it was, at this juncture, Alice would be deeply troubled by the uncertain trial ahead.

Then, Charlotte and the others would play the comforting big sisters and do something for the little maid.

But now, Alice’s growth had far exceeded his expectations.

“A rare opportunity, let’s change your hairstyle.”

“Change my hairstyle?”

“Yeah, as a capable Saint candidate, a slightly cooler hairstyle would do.”

Roy skillfully unraveled the girl’s twin ponytails, styling her lovely golden hair into a sharp ponytail.

With her silver light armor barely covering the key areas, Alice transitioned from an inexperienced maid into a true Paladin.

Just as Roy had envisioned her when she achieved sainthood.

It was the image he had longed for.

Yet, at this moment, Roy felt a pang of reluctance.

He placed a hand on the girl’s delicate shoulder and couldn’t help but say, “Alice, I believe you can win. But if you face danger…”

“Don’t worry.” Alice turned her head, her eyes sparkling, “Alice will win. And as a girl, I will cherish myself.”

Roy was taken aback.

“And you will protect Alice, right?”

“…Of course!”

Roy smiled and nodded vigorously, taking the girl’s hand.

Inside the church.

Five groups of Saint candidates, totaling ten people, were already gathered.

Archbishop Simon, the Seraph, stepped forward to officiate the ceremony.

“This trial will test your strength, wisdom, temperament, and even luck. You will bet everything to prove where the grace of the Holy Light falls.”

“The Saint candidates are chosen by the Holy Light, while the Saints’ guards are destined attendants assigned by fate.”

“Next, you will enter the secret realm. The rules are simple: all means are allowed; the guards only need to escort the candidates to the altar at the center. Those who successfully reach the altar will compete in the final divine confrontation there, deciding who is qualified to ascend to the Saint’s position.”

“Remember, if a candidate loses before reaching the altar, they lose their qualification for the trial.”

Simon smiled elegantly, “I wish you all a prosperous journey.”

In the next instant, a massive holy magic circle lit up beneath the feet of the five candidates.

Jay looked confident, while Aroliah wore a dark expression.

Leanna shot a cold glance at Roy, her gaze sharper than before, radiating an icy killing intent.

Noticing the blatant hostility from everyone, Roy tightened his grip on Alice’s hand, his expression calm as water.

Roy believed Alice wouldn’t let him down.

And he had to meet Alice’s expectations.

To protect her, he had to follow through on his words.

The Holy Light descended, engulfing the figures of all candidates and guards.

Outside White Harbor.

The teleportation magic circle slowly materialized, tracing the silhouettes of Roy and Alice.

An endless expanse of desolate land.

Sparse vegetation, with little sign of wild beasts.

Recently, the Holy Light Church specifically cleared this area to serve as the trial ground.

The terrain was not overly complex, nor was it vast.

In the distance, a towering beam of light pointed the way, radiating an enormous heat that could not be ignored.

That was the location of the altar.

Exactly like the trials in the original story.

“Do you remember our prior approach?”

“Let’s not rush ahead; let’s take a long detour around the outskirts.”

In the original story, different routes led to different enemies based on the chosen storyline.

The villains for the Leanna route, Jay’s team, were the weakest among the four groups.

By sticking to the outskirts, they could avoid others and directly encounter Jay.

Roy had previously instructed Alice on what to do.

Though he couldn’t say it outright, approaching from the outside was a reasonable and safe tactic, especially since Alice never doubted his judgment.

However, just as they took their first step, the dazzling starlight streaked across the bright blue sky!

A sense of crisis surged like a tide; Roy’s expression darkened. Without a second thought, he covered Alice tightly in his embrace with his dragon scales.

Countless meteors rained down.

The light erupted.

Their figures vanished under the brilliant starlight, and the boiling Holy Light overturned large swathes of land. The entire area was brutally torn apart and sunk by this terrifying blow.

Thousands of meters away.

On a hillside, Aroliah, her eyes gleaming with a white glint, scoffed while holding a light bow.

“Just a little manifestation, and you really think you can compete with us noble chosen ones?”

“A mere Sequence 7 maid is nothing but pathetic prey to me.”

With the ability of the Light Eye, she could perceive others’ extraordinary auras without being restricted by distance.

Especially since Aroliah had already reached Sequence 6; striking from a thousand meters away was trivial for her.

The Starfall ability, which had once killed hundreds of undead in a single strike, didn’t even require consideration of accuracy—purely a saturation strike.

Each blow had the power comparable to a siege crossbow and could easily tear down a city wall under group attacks.

Aroliah’s stunning strike ignited the wrath of the people of White Harbor.

“Such unfair tactics, starting with a sneak attack!”

“Is this what a Saint candidate is supposed to be like?!”

On the other side, the people from the Eastern Continent cheered collectively.

“Holy Judgement! Holy Judgement!”

“Go hunt down that hypocritical Saint, Lady Aroliah!”

An unexpected yet predictable scene left the representatives from the Western Continent trials and the high-ups of White Harbor looking a bit grim.

Xue Nuo, with a stern face, analyzed, “The Light Eye is indeed renowned; it possesses top-tier detection abilities.”

“I heard that woman could detect a Sequence 6 assassin when she was still Sequence 7. Coupled with her long-range abilities, getting close will be a challenge.” Leanna squinted her eyes, sensing the difficulty.

Meanwhile, Nia was anxiously shaking her pointy ears.

What detection abilities? If it were her, she would sneak in and give her a good thrashing!

However, extraordinary beings each had their limitations.

Alice’s abilities were quite comprehensive, yet her bloodline rank wasn’t high enough.

Faced with the specialized detection of the Light Eye, did Roy really have a way out?

“Just exchanging greetings like this would be too embarrassing to end it here.”

Aroliah laughed, glancing toward the distance once more.

But after the dust settled, only Alice remained, and Roy was nowhere to be seen.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Aroliah coldly snorted, “That’s more like it.”

From the investigations conducted later by the archbishop, it seemed Roy wasn’t just a simple Ironblood type; he possessed a peculiar power that rivaled that of a golden-tier bloodline.

“This little pup is worth training.”

Aroliah licked her lips, her luminescent eyes scanning the surroundings, beginning her search for Roy’s figure.

On the other side, from the ground, a dark silhouette broke out like an eel in mud and swung a short sword at Alice!

 

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