Chapter 422: The Saintess Warrior (Part 1)

The captain shouted angrily and immediately drew his sword, pointing it at Niubao.

“We don’t welcome half-beasts here! Get out!”

The local knights broke out in a cold sweat as they finally saw the composition of the traveler party—none of them looked like good people.

“Huh?” Shirley William turned her head sharply and glared at them.

“We’re not rebels. We’re here to subdue the rebels,” Samimi explained.

“Subdue the rebels?” The local knight captain grew even angrier upon hearing that. He roared, “How many times have we reported this? Those great nobles couldn’t care less! Last time, they only sent a few knights to take a look and leave. They never intended to subdue the rebels!”

“Can’t you tell from our clothes? We’re from the Church…” Samimi tried to persuade.

Suddenly, Shirley William, who was beside her, lashed out.

“You judge us by appearances! We are mages! How dare common mortals block our path? 【Magic Burst】!”

A gust of wind burst from her body, sending all the local knights stumbling and their blades flying from their hands.

In an instant, all the local knights were so terrified their legs went weak. Facing such power, not a single one of these big men could muster any resistance. The louder they had shouted before, the more silent they were now.

“Was it necessary to be so violent?” Samimi couldn’t help but complain.

“I don’t have the patience to explain myself to these mortals every single time. We have important things to do, not play around with these trivial matters,” Shirley William snorted, picking up her bundle and heading upstairs.

Her bundle only contained some magic books and a book of magic notes—honestly, things that were of little use to the team.

“Huh? What are you doing?” The slightly deaf innkeeper finally woke up.

However, Samimi actually agreed with her words, just didn’t say it all out loud. Because most of these were the same small-scale face-slapping plots—either clueless thugs coming to harass them for a beauty’s sake, or as now, being scrutinized and expelled by local law enforcement. Our team always gets picked on for various reasons. If we can talk things out, we do; but if reasoning doesn’t work, we have to suppress them with force. But ever since Shirley William joined, it’s basically been only the option of force suppression, so we don’t bother talking much. But since we’re now discussing the plot, it means something is definitely going to happen.

“We’re just passing through. We have no ill intentions.” Fabiana paid for the lodging and went upstairs with the others.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

As night had just fallen, a rumbling banging came from the town’s closed wooden gate. All the villagers fled in fear, and the local knights could only rush over in panic to reinforce the gate. Of course, there were also the travelers awakened by the noise.

Normally, Samimi would choose to observe from the shadows, but this time they decided not to observe and instead take the initiative. However, Samimi herself remained hidden in the darkness, letting her three teammates go check out the situation. She had now fully become a 【Remote Operator】. After all, her healing spells, thorn technique, and enchantment spells could all be applied to her teammates from a long distance.

Fabiana, holding her Pure White Banner Spear, led her two teammates to the town’s main gate. The town had a circuit of walls—not very sturdy, but at least some protection. But the gate was too shabby—an old, thick wooden door. Thick as it was, it already had cracks.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! It seemed some giant monster was pounding on the wooden door outside—definitely not an ordinary person knocking.

Bang! The battered wooden door shattered into a cloud of splinters! The local knights were sent flying one after another with no power to resist.

An ominous stench of decay came from outside. A huge, obese zombie crawled in from outside, holding a large cleaver—the very thing it used to chop the gate apart. This monster was absolutely terrifying! The local knights were so frightened their legs gave way, and they lay on the ground, unable to get up. Such an effect was also recorded for Skeleton Knights—a specialized skill called 【Fear Aura】 for bullying weaklings. It used a terrifying appearance to frighten ordinary warriors, but it had no effect against experts.

“Hehe! Kill, kill, kill!”

“Brothers, take everything!”

“Kill all the men! Remember to leave the women!”

And beside the obese zombie, a large group of rebels rushed out. Moreover, their outfits took on an apocalyptic style—clothes worn improperly, covered in dirt and dust, but with flashy spiky hairstyles pointing straight up. Each wore mismatched pieces of light armor and carried an exaggerated heavy weapon. The focus was on looking cool, not practicality.

The rebels had actually allied with the obese zombie? And the zombie was so obedient? This time it really had become a controllable biological weapon. This confirmed the connection between the rebels and the Order of Compassion. That fake Fabiana was a member of the Order of Compassion. So the rumor that Fabiana was a necromancer wasn’t false—it was true.

At that very moment, the three-person vanguard team heard Samimi’s command in their ears.

“Niubao, Wind Witch, don’t move. Let Ana show her stuff.”

“Ana, use your flashiest sword technique to kill that fatty. I’ll support you.”

She could now activate a long-range party chat mode. Because she had given everyone a Thorn Crown, they could communicate via magic power, making it easier for her to command from the shadows. Shirley William was already ready to strike and instantly kill everyone, but hearing this, she had to forcibly stop and see what that one was up to.

Samimi thought of a brilliant plan. It was that Fabiana’s current appearance—looking at it, it had that certain vibe. A War Marshal could only gain the soldiers’ recognition, but that was useless—they had no soldiers at all. But there was an identity that could give ordinary people a sense of belonging and security, turning them into our soldiers. Now that was effective. That was a true leader of the people.

“In the words of my otherworld, that is a 【Saintess】.” As long as you’re beautiful and eloquent, able to come out and talk others into helping save the world, then you are a saintess. If you’re only beautiful but lack eloquence, and can only save the world alone, then you have to be a lone wolf hero like The Hero of the Gale.

“I’ll give it a try.”

Fabiana held the flag-spear upright in her left hand and slowly drew the Golden Sword with her right. She immediately executed a Sliding Cross Slash. In the blink of an eye, a pure white holy flame ignited on the blade. Two strikes and the obese zombie was slain.

“Huh?”

“What!”

“Who are you?”

The rebel thugs hadn’t even been happy for five seconds after entering when the ace monster assigned to them was instantly taken down.