Volume 4, Chapter 43 – Polana is Very Angry

On a defense tower next to the prayer square.

A blonde, heterochromatic woman dressed in a Westivian Covenant military uniform leaned against the railing, curiously watching the commotion below.

Seeing the hooded girl being stopped and scolded by the Divine Faith guards, Yuehuai shook her head helplessly:

“Wrapped up like that, she must be quite seriously injured, right? Specifically pushing forward, probably wanting to receive more blessings to heal her wounds.”

Speaking of this, Yuehuai sighed again:

“Sigh, but the front rows are VIP seats arranged by the Divine Faith—you can’t get through without money. Poor thing…”

Yuehuai’s words clearly carried a trace of sympathy.

However, just as she was feeling emotional, a cold female voice quietly entered Yuehuai’s ears.

“That person is not worthy of sympathy.”

“Hm?”

Looking sideways at the black-haired, red-eyed girl behind her, Yuehuai asked in confusion:

“Lady Yelena, why is that?”

Regarding this question, Yelena didn’t answer directly. After thoughtfully glancing at the hooded girl below from beside the railing, she turned and left directly, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

“Time to withdraw.”

“Eh?! Why so quickly?”

Yuehuai followed in great surprise.

But before taking two steps, Yelena tossed something small behind her.

Catching it and taking a look, Yuehuai suddenly showed a confused expression:

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“This is… earplugs? Lady Yelena, you…”

“Put them on.”

While directly piercing her own ears deaf with a needle, Yelena said nonchalantly.

“Otherwise, you’ll die soon~”

“Eh?”

Meanwhile, in front of the prayer platform.

Looking at the hooded girl who wanted to approach the prayer platform, the Divine Faith guard captain said with considerable disdain.

“Back away quickly. The front isn’t a place for someone like you to come.”

Dressed in rags…

Just a pauper?

And she still wants to run to the front to receive blessings?

Dream on.

This blessing was personally conducted by His Holiness the Pope—each position here costs hundreds of thousands, okay? How could they let such a beggar approach?

“Hurry up and leave!! If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for being impolite! Looking so shabby…”

The guard captain muttered with particular disgust.

Hearing this, the hooded girl who had been continuing to walk forward couldn’t help but stop, her body beginning to tremble slightly.

“Sha… shabby?”

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“What, still not convinced?”

“……”

Not responding to the guard captain’s retort, the hooded girl clenched her fists, her body beginning to tremble continuously.

“Killing my people every day… using my subordinates as experience points… throwing a bunch of inexplicable blame on us… and now you’re actually, actually calling me poor?! We used to be… clearly the richest… you people actually… such audacity!”

“Hm?”

Seeing the hooded girl becoming emotionally unstable and constantly talking to herself, the guard captain frowned.

“You, hiding your face and running to the very front? A bit suspicious… What exactly are you!”

With a serious expression, the guard captain suddenly reached forward.

He directly pulled off the girl’s hood along with the tattered coat draped over her.

?!!

“You, you?!”

In an instant, the gazes of everyone nearby were attracted to the figure beneath the hood.

Under the cloak was revealed not the scarred beggar the guard captain had imagined, but a tall, gracefully-figured girl about 1.8 meters tall. Even in tattered clothing, she couldn’t hide that innate enchanting beauty and sharpness.

A head of smooth pink long hair fluttered gently in the wind, the ends naturally slightly curled, shimmering with a metallic luster. Her left eye was as brilliant and deep as a violet gemstone, carrying a hint of mystery, while her right eye was covered by an exquisite shell-like ornament that emitted a faint glow, vaguely radiating an eerie aura.

Unlike her tattered clothing, the girl’s appearance was extremely perfect, like a sculpted work of art, with three-dimensional and delicate features. Even covered in dust and scars, her stunning bearing remained undamaged.

However, the pink-haired girl’s beautiful appearance was not the most shocking point.

Whether the guard captain or the nearby military personnel and civilians, what they focused on most were the faintly visible scales on her slender arms and those blue-pink ears that resembled fish gills…

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“A… alien race?!!”

With the guard captain’s shocked exclamation, the surrounding atmosphere instantly tensed, and countless weapons immediately aimed at the pink-haired girl.

The guard captain even drew his light sword and without a word placed it at the pink-haired girl’s neck.

“Heh, I thought you were suspicious! Didn’t expect you to be an alien race. A Siren at that? Speak! What’s your purpose in coming here specifically!”

Facing this question, the pink-haired girl didn’t reply. After coldly raising her head to glance at the guard captain, she slowly parted her lips…

The commotion below and that suddenly appearing strange aura also attracted Pope Akshi’s attention.

“What happened?”

Frowning, the old man turned around in confusion to look behind him.

Looking toward the source of the sound—that pink-haired girl with a gloomy expression. Then, Akshi met her gaze directly.

In an instant, an eerie chill directly struck his spine, causing this Peak Divine Departure Realm old pope’s heart to suddenly stop.

“A Siren??… No!”

With his extraordinary perception ability, he could clearly sense the unusual aura emanating from the pink-haired girl.

That was definitely not an aura that ordinary alien races could possess, but rather…

Seeing that the guard captain even wanted to swing his sword toward the pink-haired girl, further enraging her, Akshi felt greatly alarmed and immediately let out a hoarse roar:

“Fool!! Stop!!”

Unfortunately, Akshi shouted too late.

No, strictly speaking, whether he shouted or not could no longer change the pink-haired girl’s next actions.

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The next moment, accompanied by a wave of violet eerie aura, a heavenly song poured forth from the pink-haired girl’s mouth—the tone ethereal and moving, like ancient fairies humming softly, or the lamentations of dream deities, enchanting to hear.

Such beautiful singing almost instantly captured everyone’s souls, causing everyone’s thoughts to fall into a trance.

A wonderful sense of happiness quietly grew in everyone’s hearts.

However, this happiness was short-lived.

As this beautiful heavenly sound spread further, a sudden change occurred.

Within the pleasant song… there was hidden eerie and powerful curse power, piercing into everyone’s minds without warning along with the sound.

The next instant, all soldiers and listeners’ faces changed drastically, their pupils contracting violently. They seemed to hear their deepest inner fears, as if their souls were being torn apart by invisible hands. That song was like a blade cutting through the spiritual world, instantly detonating all perception.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The beautiful scene immediately shattered, wails echoing everywhere.

Whether the Divine Faith guards or the military personnel and civilians of the Maretide Kingdom, they all simultaneously collapsed in pain, holding their heads, bleeding from all seven orifices, features twisted, screaming madly.

Under the influence of curse power, one after another knelt down, collapsed, and convulsed.

Although everyone mobilized their spiritual power to resist, they simply couldn’t defend against this pleasant yet terrifying song.

Some even self-harmed in their struggles, trying to block that terrible song from entering their brains. Some even went so crazy with pain that they pointed guns directly at their own heads, suddenly blowing their brains apart. At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to tremble with it, and the square became a living hell…

Even Akshi, the Pope, couldn’t help but cover his ears and vomit blood repeatedly.

The entire person knelt on the ground in agony, looking in terror at that pink-haired girl who was singing while walking toward him.

Destru… destruction…

—”Polarvitan?! Why… why is this monster here?!”