At this mont, doubt arose in Hugh’s heart regarding her own judgnt.
“I’ve said it before, but I don’t mind repeating...” Ciel placed her hands behind her back, slowly stepped forward with her right foot, stepping onto the pool of her own blood on the ground left after the light arrows dissipated. The tip of her foot traced through the blood-stained gravel, slowly drawing a circle on the ground, then stepping onto it.
“You, and Uris, both invited to be...” Ciel lifted her left foot, also stepping forward, lightly tracing another circle, smiling as she said, “What was it? Right, invited to the Holy See to be the Saintess.”
Hugh took a step back, horrified.
She... wasn’t lying?
How?!
This is clearly a lie! I have never t her! Uris never reported this matter to either!
This is a blatant lie!
“You must be thinking, this is fake, right?” Ciel pressed forward step by step, asking with a light laugh, “Because all of this happened in a dream. In dreams, I have t you more than once.”
“Right, according to Uris’s words, what was it called?”
“Oracle in a dream?”
“But I don’t believe it. Joining the church offers so little freedom... That’s why I never contacted you in reality.”
No lies, no lies, no lies! The red-haired girl’s relentless advance forced Hugh back step after step.
Clearly just a girl from whom she couldn’t even sense any transcendent aura, appearing like an ordinary person at this mont, yet she exuded an unprecedented sense of pressure upon Hugh.
Right now, she even began doubting her own judgnt. She could only strive to find contradictions in the girl’s words, attempting to prove through language that everything the girl said was false.
Exaggerated sealed artifacts, an unkillable girl, unheard-of resurrection, the aura of the Other Side... Everything bombarded Hugh’s mind. Coupled with the girl’s step-by-step approach and the non-stop impactful words from her mouth, Hugh found even normal thinking becoming difficult.
The girl’s relaxed deanor and tone, her elegant and magnificent steps like stage movents, almost made Hugh think she was the first-tier, and the one holding the initiative, the third-tier, was the opponent.
Suddenly, the girl’s steps halted. She spoke with so disappointnt, “You still refuse to believe ?”
“I am willing to believe you.” Hugh took a deep breath. At this mont, she finally realized she was the one holding the initiative.
The girl before her was rely bluffing.
“On the condition that you must return to the Holy See with ,” Hugh stared at the girl’s smile and said, “They can judge whether what you say is true or false.”
Her own emblem and letter, the Divine Advent Church’s Bishop emblem, nurous sealed artifacts, bizarre undying nature and resurrection thods, and shocking words...
The girl before her held too many secrets... No matter what, she had to bring her back to the Holy See.
“I am willing.” Ciel smiled. A silver light flashed. The 【Deadly Blood Roland】 beside her foot instantly vanished. The next mont, silver light flashed again, appearing in Ciel’s right hand.
[Translator’s Note: Deadly Blood Roland, or previously Deadly Blood Laurel. I made a mistake with the previous translation and will use the current na going forward. I have edited the na in the precious Chapters, too. Please let know if I missed anything.]
“But they probably won’t agree.” Ciel’s left hand slamd onto the left wall, her right hand swung the Blood Roland!
What’s the effect this ti?!
Several white shadows darted in front of Hugh. Even though she was third-tier, after witnessing the terrifying thods of the girl before her, she dared not underestimate any sealed artifact she used now.
Just as Hugh fully assud a defensive stance, in the reflection of her pupils, the girl raised the gun in her right hand and directly used the blade at the gun’s tip to slash at her left hand.
Four fingers, severed at the root, blood flowed down the moss-covered wall.
And those four fingers, as if drawn by so force, rolled behind the girl.
Rolled behind the girl, onto the twisted blood array composed of blood and gravel, drawn with the tip of her shoe.
Upon the already established rough frawork, the blood array instantly took shape. The girl’s four fingers were rapidly drained by blood threads.
Those dancing blood threads ford a twisted bloody vortex behind the girl.
The girl smiled at Hugh, her back to the bloody vortex behind her, slowly raising her left hand to her face.
Four severed fingers dripped blood. Combined with the intact raised thumb, it looked just like giving a thumbs-up.
Ciel’s thumb slowly turned inwards, the originally raised thumb pointing downwards. The initially relaxed smile on her face gradually turned into mockery: “A bit painful... Let’s give you a thumbs-down.”
This was “Instigator” Ciel. Even in this situation, she could still joke.
“Sigh... I really didn’t want this... Little Left! Quick, get out of here!”
The terrifying aura emanating from the bloody vortex made Hugh’s scalp numb. She quickly raised her hand, controlling all the white shadows, using almost all her strength, making them draw their bows fully taut again.
Not intending to give any reaction ti, Hugh made her decision at this mont—bringing back a corpse, or pieces of a corpse, would suffice.
But just before her hand swung down, from within the bloody vortex, a pale hand covered in tumor-like eyeballs abruptly erged, reached out from the bloody vortex, and covered Ciel’s mouth.
Ciel: “Mmph? Mmph mmph??”
Ciel, her mouth covered, was utterly bewildered.
No? This is also misfortune?
This is such a scam?!
What’s going on? Didn’t I tell the fast Little Left to get out? Shouldn’t dragging be easy for four Little Lefts?
Several hands erged from the bloody vortex, directly grabbing Ciel’s arms and legs. An even larger hand directly grasped Ciel’s slender waist, pulling her towards the vortex.
Several smaller, spider-like, multi-fingered hands instantaneously picked up Ciel’s scattered pocket watch and Sadhana Emblem from the ground, burrowing towards the bloody vortex. Even the Church of the Savior Goddess Bishop emblem and letter paper Hugh held were snatched away instantly.
At this mont, Hugh’s raised hand just happened to fall. Ten thousand arrows shot forth.
Light arrows pierced towards Ciel at unimaginable speed. But Ciel was already struggling, being completely dragged into the bloody vortex.
Countless white light arrows densely embedded themselves into the blood array on the ground.
And the bloody vortex, after flickering several tis, directly shrank until it completely vanished.
In the dark alley, only Hugh remained, stunned in place. She completely couldn’t comprehend what had just happened before her eyes.
Before Hugh, there was nothing, not even blood left behind.
Even her own emblem was taken.
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