Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 145 Novel
The white light streaming from Deborah’s body enveloped Isidore’s body, which had turned blue with poison, like warm water. The crushed ribs and rotten organs were regenerated in an instant, and the poisoned rotten flesh and blood were restored as if time had gone backward.
It was not enough to carry the man’s line just before his death, so the bright white light flowed around her like a concentric garden scattered towards the mist.
“Oh oh……”
The ghost spirit, which spread out with its yellow-bared teeth, quickly vanished, and the magic that was as dense as the black mist began to quickly disappear.
“What is this?”
After the light of salvation passed, with the darkening vision gradually shining, those who were dealing with demons began to quickly slaughter the clearly weak skeletal ghosts. The situation of the allies, who had become stronger and were on the defensive, shifted in an instant with this light.
Meanwhile, Duke Seymour realized that the situation was being finalized by a powerful divine force and roamed to find Deborah.
‘Please, it should be fine.’
I couldn’t escape because my daughter was worried about me before I vomited blood. Wouldn’t it be better to get off your face and run away together?
“I’ve never thought of this before.”
As a large owner, I thought I had to fulfill my responsibilities according to my position, but then, I regretted the delay. The Duke of Seymour, wandering about in a sad mood, found his daughter under the altar, dripping with a little black blood.
“What is this?”
Seeing her surrounded by a faint light, the Duke narrowed his forehead.
'Don’t you think I’m looking at something in vain?’
But it was not a misunderstanding.
As the distance with my daughter narrowed, the scrapes on my hands healed in an instant. It’s the first time I’ve seen a wound heal so quickly like this.
Don’t tell me, the white light was created by Deborah earlier…
“Deborah!”
His thoughts did not last long. This was because the daughter’s condition was not serious. As she exuded a powerful divine power, she was delicately trembling with a bright red face with blood everywhere.
“Ugh.”
Deborah swallowed a shriek, still covering Isidore’s healing wound with her hand. The energy immediately ran out, and the crowd began to go to the brain due to the flood of memories surfacing. Furthermore, she was also scattered with fragments of memories that Deborah had previously possessed.
Countless memories and conflicting scenes made my chest hurt as if it had been slashed by a knife. Deborah, who was curled up in pain, suddenly gritted her teeth and slowly brought her ear close to Isidore’s heart as if confirming something.
'Alive.’
There is joy in the pain that my mind feels on the verge of exploding.
Life is very strange.
Even after the suffocating darkness, there was light afterward. Obviously, there was only sadness and despair before. His heart was beating as if to prove he was alive.
As soon as she realized that Isidore was breathing, at least faintly, Deborah dropped consciousness and fainted.
'I never thought such a terrifying beast would appear.’
'Saint.’
Cardinal Matteo, who participated in the burning of incense, trembled before the destroyed altar. Despite appearing as the Pope, he was unable to do anything but hide in fear.
While he was praying with a tired white face, he heard a noise from afar.
“What the hell is this white light?”
“This Sacred Light has defeated the Misty Darkness!”
They were struggling against a ruthless ghost in the darkness, and they spoke nonstop as the refreshing warm white light erupted during the battle.
“It was an extremely noble divine power. It felt different from what I was treated by priests in the past.”
While Cardinal Matteo overheard their conversation, a senior imperial official who was late to investigate the rift approached.
“Cardinal Matteo. There was an explanation from the nobles that a powerful holy power led to victory in the battle against demons. Is that what the cardinal did?”
Cardinal Matteo shook his head.
“My divine power is not very pure. The level of divine power we see in battle today is unprecedented.”
“So, who the hell had divine power?”
That was then.
Someone appeared before the crowd with the sound of footsteps and chimes.
“I did it.”
When a completely unexpected figure appeared, everyone in the room began to grumble, and a surprise appeared on the Cardinal’s face.
“Looking at his appearance, he is a priest. It’s the first time I see you.“
"Who are you? Please introduce yourself.”
"My name is Mia Binoche.”
“This student is a student who studied at the Academy. Even the Archbishop praised Mia’s pure divine power.”
The cardinal started drooling.
Mia still attends the academy, but technically, she participated as a member of the Central Temple today. A terrible beast appeared during the noble birth ceremony, and also during the incense ceremony, but it was a shame to say that the temple was buried in the families of the Visconti and Seymour without any activity.
By the way, while I was almost embarrassed, Miss Mia is flexing her sacred power in a marvelous way!
“Did you do that?”
At that time, the crown prince, who was checking the damage condition, interrupted, swallowing a suspicious feeling.
“Yes, your majesty.”
'what? It’s weird.’
Obviously, the place where the pure white light came from was where Princess Deborah and Isidore were. My eyes were dimmed by the black mist, but the crown prince, the sword master, couldn’t be confused because he didn’t just rely on vision when he realized the other person’s identity.
'If she does, Princess Deborah doesn’t have any sacred power…’
Nobles study the existence of divinity at birth, and if a princess had divine power, most of them would already know it.
'Am I wrong? Or is this woman lying?
The prince looked at the woman as if he was examining her, and she shrugged her small shoulders with a frightened look on her face.
The cardinal, who was watching Mia trembling, hurried forward.
“Your Majesty, Lady Mia’s purity of divine power is one of the best in the academy’s history. It is as if she was Saint Nyla.”
“I was in a hurry…………. ”
Suddenly, Mia muttered and staggered, and the Cardinal hurriedly helped her, having turned white.
“It seems that Miss Mia used a lot of strength today.”
“Your Majesty. What about the concern for the health of this priest now? ”
At the suggestion of the imperial official, the prince reluctantly nodded.
But he still couldn’t get rid of his doubts, and as he looked at the backs of the women and priests, he turned his attention to the disciple who was running hastily.
“Your Majesty, I will report the condition of the damage.”
“who died?”
“Fortunately, it is not because of this divine light’s help. But there are a lot of injuries to people who are on the right throne. It is said that more priests are being sent to take care of them from the temple.”
“Good. That’s lucky.”
But the power of the prince’s voice was lost.
'this event. I wanted to finish it successfully.”
They are demons again.
“What the hell is the reason?”
The prince closed his eyes with a desperate face.
“Huh, what!”
Isidore, who was groping a broken ribcage with his hand as he took a sharp breath, raised his upper body and hurriedly looked around.
He was laid to bed in an unfamiliar place he had first seen.
“Are you awake? Duke of Visconti.”
As the servant bowed and spoke, this Isidore raised his straight eyebrows.
"Who are you?”
“I am a user of the Seymour family. There was an order for the Lord to take a closer look at the Duke of Visconti.”
“Where is Princess Deborah?”
“Currently, she is not feeling well and is resting.”
'Is this because of me?’
Before I pass out, I remember that warm light streaming from Deborah covering my body.
“Can I see Princess Deborah from a distance? I won’t bother her I just want to make sure she’s okay.“
“Would you like to talk to me before that? Duke of Visconti.”
The wife’s father - Mr. No, because of Duke Seymour’s appearance, Isidore got up from the bed in a hurry.
After a period.
Isidore quickly got dressed and the two sat awkwardly opposite each other at the reception table.
'this person… … … … . He’s a magical swordsman.”
To be honest, he was perfect with my son-in-law. Knowing the head and recognizing the mind were two completely different issues.
Duke Seymour opened his mouth with a slightly puffy face.
"do you feel better?”
“Thanks to Princess Deborah, she saved my life. I will never forget that blessing for the rest of my life, and I will live with it engraved in my heart.”
“Is it just your life?” She saved everyone in the place from the ghost army. It was the title of Saint with unworthy holy power.”
“It was a noble strength comparable to the beautiful and wise princess.”
“OK then.”
While the two were having a surprisingly exciting conversation, the assistant duke approached and whispered.
“The owner of the divine power that exploded appeared in the incense ceremony.”
“Mia? What is this?“
The Duke’s face turned red when I intercepted the news that Temple or Mia Binoche what my daughter had done to her own credit.
“How dare you object to achievements and claim that you are a saint…!”
“In the name of Seymour, I will put up this temple now.”
As the two of them were burning angrily, I heard a signal from the entrance.
"Both of you, why are you talking about me?”
With Deborah’s appearance, Isidore’s eyes widened with joy and affection, and she pulled out a chair and sat between the two.
Then he picked up a decorative piece of the chessboard and smiled slightly.
“Good.”
“What is good?”
“Because it is good to hide that you have a divine ability.”
“Does that mean hiding your card now?”
“yes. I’m going to give Mia Binoche the role of the saint for now.”
"Yes, a pawn.”
'That was Mia Binoche’s turn.’
“Not long ago, my dad said there was a case of baby abduction. However, coincidentally, I developed my divine strength at a time when charlatans were chasing children as if they were testing their strength.”
“With the suspicious moves of witches in search of a captured saint, it is not advisable to reveal that I am the hero of this case.”
In particular, she was more concerned about the fact that the rift that did not occur in the novel occurred in real life during the festivities.
“And that’s just in case. If the rift is not just a phenomenon, but an intentional event involving a group or person, such as a sorcerer, you cannot move very quickly until the background is revealed. The opponent is strong enough to summon high level demons. If I become a target, it will only hurt my head.”
Admiration flashed in the Duke’s eyes at my daughter’s cautious movement.
“But, Deborah, you have to hide your card for now to reveal the background, is that okay?
It is natural to covet honor in front of you, especially my daughter with a bad reputation, so you will want to renew her image.
But, take a step back.
… Should I give the job to my daughter?
Princess Deborah. You are the real hero, are you okay? ”
“It’s strange that I’m the only one who knows you’re a very deep and affectionate child.” Of course, everything will find its place.”
“…it’s comforting and sweet to be evil.”
The princess muttered a little.
It was an awakening that they will never understand.
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