An air of chaos and fear flooded the city like the sea.

The port city of Sivaran is the only port in the entire Duchy of Basol that can dock large ships, and the docks here are full of ships all year round, but at the moment only the lonely lapping of the blue waves remains.

Refugees who failed to catch a boat and fled overseas still gather in the city, looking out at the hazy sea level, waiting for the boats that left the docks to return. Such a move seems ridiculous and pathetic, because any reasonable person understands that such an expectation is impossible to fulfill, but if he does not do so, he will completely lose the courage to live.

No matter how unrealistic the hope is, as long as you hold it tightly, you can persist in life, and human beings are such a tenacious species.

The sheer number of refugees almost overwhelmed the city, and even outside the city walls were covered with tents. Men from among the refugees spontaneously formed patrols and were stationed throughout the city. Although they have obtained a certain amount of military equipment from the city's arsenal, they are not much different from their bare hands in the face of powerful monsters without training. The weapon in their hands only gave them a little comfort in their hearts.

All the adults were rather grim-faced, except for the children, who were still laughing in cheerful voices without a hint of shadow, chasing and struggling through the crowd, rejoicing that they had made new friends.

"Here they are! Here they are! ”

The members of the patrol who were guarding the city walls screamed in horror, and the whole city was thrown into chaos in an instant.

The city was designed for trade, so it retained only minimal fortifications, and its walls were so low that it was impossible to resist monsters. Even so, the refugees outside the city still desperately squeezed into the city.

A scruffily dressed child crouched alone in a corner crying when a slender, warm palm gently stroked his hair. The boy raised his head, and a beautiful girl in a white feather coat crouched down in front of her.

"What's wrong with you, are you separated from your family?" The girl gently brushed away the tears from the boy's face and asked with concern.

"I ...... Without family, I heard them say that we are all going to die soon, and I don't want to die! ”

The boy shook his head, and after saying that, he continued to cry.

"Good! A man can't cry, can you tell me what's your name? ”

The girl once again brushed the tears from the boy's face, revealing a warm smile like melting snow on a spring day.

"Xin, my name is Xin!"

"Then Xin, sister come and make an agreement with you, my sister will definitely protect you, and she will protect everyone here!"

Although the girl in front of him looked weak, the boy stopped crying and nodded in conviction.

"So what's your name, sister?"

"My name is Milisa, and I want to be a strong child."

The girl stroked the boy's hair again and walked against the crowd towards the outside of the city.

"I won't cry again!" The boy named Xin quickly stood up and shouted in a tone as firm as an oath.

The boy watched the figure disappear in front of him, his heart had never beaten so violently as it had ever been, and Milisa's words were deeply imprinted in his heart, and following the words of the beautiful girl whom he had identified as a goddess, the boy had not cried since that day.

Of course, it was many years before he became known to the world as "Shura without Tears".

Outside the city, on King's Road, three humans stood facing the charging vanguard of gnolls. Facing the fierce gnolls with more than a thousand of them head-on, with the strength of the three of them, such an act seemed too brave and unscrupulous, however, the expressions on the faces of the three of them were very calm.

"Your Excellency, do you really want to fight for these people? They are not citizens of the Church, and they ......"

Fleuz looked at the large cloud of dust not far away that had been kicked up by the running of the monster, and persuaded Mirissa again.

However, before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Milisa.

"Fleuz, although they are not citizens of the Church, they are also the people of God the Father, and if we don't save them when we see death, we will surely be punished by God the Father."

Mirissa turned to Fleuze and smiled, a sweet smile that made Fleuze more unsettling than the harsh scolding, and he reluctantly closed his mouth.

"Lord Bishop, how can you use a few gnolls to do it yourself, leave it to me and Fleuze."

Kobot, dressed as an old butler, straightened his clothes and said.

"No, I'm just trying to test the actual combat effect of the weapon given by the Pope, so I'll do the main attack, and in order to prevent accidental injury, Fleuz asks you to use enchantment magic to isolate us from the outside world."

After saying this, Milisa quickly rushed towards the jackals, and the "Goddess's Wingsuit" changed its shape in the wind, incredibly turning the resistance of the air into a driving force. With the help of this magic that transcends the laws of nature, Mirissa rushed into the gnolls in an instant at a speed that was almost indiscernible to the naked eye.

"Space Magic - House of Mirrors!"

At the same time, Fleuz also unleashed his magic, and Milisa and the monster in the distance were instantly sealed into a strange space.

Although people outside the area of effect can still see their every move, the monsters and Mirissa within the area of effect have completely fallen into a space where there are mirrors in all directions, and the outside world cannot be observed. These mirrors have the effect of absorbing energy, so it is difficult for creatures trapped in the House of Mirrors to escape with their own strength.

Mirissa spread her hands horizontally, and in an instant, a hurricane filled her feather coat, violently dancing her long translucent hair with a snowy sheen, and then, black marks radiated from the center of her eyebrows, and the delicate lines extended along the skin to all parts of her body, and finally formed a black magic circle on the back of her hand. Black light that danced in an uncertain shape like a flame spilled out from the magic circle in both hands.

Then, a jaw-dropping scene takes place, where the graceful posture of Milisa, who fights the gnolls, is like a dance, but it is a dance of death that leads to hell. Illuminated by the black light, no, as long as the jackal touched the slightest trace of black light, he died quickly without warning.

The number of a thousand gnolls was wiped out in less than a minute. After destroying all the gnolls, Milisa spread her hands horizontally again, and the black light disappeared along with the marks on her body, and the powerful power released in an instant shattered the barrier of the House of Mirrors, and the corpses of the gnolls on the ground were also shattered into countless pieces.

In the midst of the flying ashes, Milisa, dressed in a white feather coat, walked out slowly, still with an innocent smile on her face.

Like a saint, just like the god of death.

"That ominous aura, what exactly is the weapon used by Lord Bishop?"

Fleuze, who had already sat on the ground with a slump of shock, trembled and looked at Kobot.

Equally stunned by the sight before him, Kobot's lips trembled slightly.

"Although I have heard of it for a long time, I didn't expect the power to be so terrifying, that is, the holy relic left behind by the legendary 'First Seven', known as the strongest weapon that can be killed with one hit, the invisible magic sword - Judgment!"