Chapter Fifty-Six: She Walked in Her Usual Steps

A port city in Denmark has ushered in a new sunrise.

After meeting up with a red-haired boy of an age and appearance, a tall black-haired ponytail girl was holding a document officially transmitted by the church.

One of less than twenty "saints" in the world, the girl who wore jeans and a white T-shirt with a subtle show of her name was 'God Cracked Fire Weaving', who was once the female pope of the "Amakusa Cross Cult" and now belongs to the "Necessary Evil Church" of English Puritanism.

After a cursory understanding of the reason, her expression was somewhat heavy.

Recently, the Nordic magic circle seems to have become the center of conversation on the entire magic side.

Rather than their activities becoming more frequent, it would be better to describe them as chaotic.

This is already a fact that almost all foreign magicians in the area are aware of.

As for the cause of the chaos, the Divine Crack also learned through the mouth of his companion just now.

Originally, a new 'saint' appeared, but at most she only felt a little emotional, and she didn't have any special thoughts.

However, if two 'saints' join forces and act 'without scruples', in the eyes of most people, it will be equivalent to a natural disaster of a world-class nature.

"I see, Brunsheed Eckertbell...... Has one of them been identified? ”

Nodding his head clearly, Shen Crack made a note of the name in his mind.

This time, the 'Disaster Target' is the five magic associations at the apex of King's Landing Norse mythology, and the owner of this name is the most active of the two 'natural disasters'.

“…… That's it, God Split, that woman meant that I would help you investigate the unregistered 'saint' and crusade against him if necessary. ”

Because it was not a formal occasion, because of 'something', Steele disgruntled to ignore the due respect of his subordinates to his superiors, and simply addressed their supreme bishop as 'that woman'.

This request made Shen Crack's brow tighten.

Her job is basically to defeat evil magicians, and does not include crusading against 'saints' whose identities and intentions are unknown.

It would be another matter if that 'saint' was really evil, but according to the information gathered during the mission in Northern Europe during this time, neither the 'Eternal World Tree' nor the 'Excalibur Writer' was a bright association.

For this reason, two "saints" are also involved, which shows that there must be a problem behind it.

Besides, if she wants to use two powerhouses of the same level as opponents at one time, Shen Crack thinks that she definitely thinks highly of her.

She is a "saint" herself, so she naturally knows the danger of fighting between "saints".

"Steele, do you have any other clues about the new 'saint'?"

Putting down the paper in his hand, Shen Crack looked at his companion solemnly.

Since the worst-case scenario would turn into a crusade, she wanted more information.

"Hmm...... There are a few speculations. ”

Extinguishing the cylindrical object on his lips, Steele revealed the information he had sifted.

Although the other party appeared for a short time, their intelligence department still worked well.

"Judging from the on-the-spot report of the attack on the Society, she should be very good at wind magic, and in addition, the use of astrology is terrifying."

Steele's expression was indifferent, but his tone was very solemn.

"The schools of thought are still inconclusive, but the more famous ones in astrology, the Hermetic Astrology of Greece, the Spanish astrology of the Roman Orthodox Church, and the astrologer brigade that now settles in our England, as far as I am concerned, prefer the first one."

"The 'sage judgment' is tentatively set at the seventh place, judging by the current situation, and the possibility of future changes cannot be ruled out."

Shrugging his shoulders with a 'FYI' attitude, Steele said in a summary manner.

The so-called "sage judgment" is not necessarily the stronger the previous one, but is determined by the impact it may have on society and the degree of contribution.

The reason why this new 'saint' who was identified for the first time was ranked among the top few was probably because of the unknown technique he mastered, after all, the stars have always been closely associated with mystery since ancient times.

That's all that Steele, and most of the other forces, can put on the desk.

It's really tricky.

After listening to the explanation, Shen Crack couldn't help but think with a headache.

In fact, they had no obligation to protect the Magic Society, but this time her kind went too far, and the forces on the magic side had to make a show.

If they continue to make trouble, this chaos may expand to the entire wizarding world.

The only thing that can be regarded as 'good news' is probably the fact that these two people are acting separately.

Only went?

She was silent.

“…… I see, Steele, tell me where 'her' is. ”

Even so, with the character of God Split, I still hope to have a good talk with the other party before it becomes irreparable.

After all, judging from the intelligence, compared with the other 'Brunheed' who already had old grudges and was ruthless, the new 'saint' did something measured.

At least the picture that came back was not as miserable as missing arms and legs.

If only we could get to the end.

The whispers of the gods were mixed with sighs of extravagance.

……

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At the top of the huge sailboat, Zela was standing on a mast and looking out at the snow in the distance.

This is the headquarters of the Excalibur Word Savvy, and the last stop on her slightly longer journey.

There was no earth-shattering resistance, the leader was gone, and there were only two or three kittens left in the stronghold, so she easily freed the people who had been imprisoned.

After dealing with the encirclement led by Saidrua, Zela cured the curse on Brunshid before parting.

At the same time, she also learned from the other party about the dirty things that these associations had done for several years, and after promising to help free the hostages, she got a valuable friendship.

As for the "Spear of the Lord God" that some people dream of?

There is more than one way to make this thing, and 'Flanda' itself has the quality of a 'Valkyrie', so it couldn't be easier to extract and integrate it yourself.

The "Last Runi"?

This 'one-word original dictionary' is indeed a bit interesting, but she is not ready to inherit the different name of 'Odin', and it is purely chicken ribs to come.

At the end of the day, she didn't use it to restrain anything.

This casual encounter is already an added bonus, isn't it?

Stretching out her hand, Zela, who was in a good mood, quietly let the snowflakes fall into her palm.

Accidental 'causes' sometimes create inevitable 'effects'.

The faint 'dots' that she is slowly collecting now may one day converge into a 'thread' that binds her fate.

With this waiting, Zela tapped her steps and set out on the journey again.

In the forest not far away, there were many ragged figures.

They looked at the departing figure, some bowing their heads, some kneeling.

One after the other.

In the wind and snow, such as worshipping the gods.