A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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There were even children in that picture.

The child was entangled in vines, whimpering, clearly in great pain.

The adult next to the child had their head bowed, looking worried about the child, who had entered danger earlier and lost consciousness due to the child's desperate struggle.

“Saint Karina, we have to go back.”

This is not ordinary rioters, but armed forces; it is a riot.

Curtis couldn't even imagine if their target was the royal palace.

Because of the chaos, those hiding inside the building were also gripped by fear and unease. The waiters could remind them that they hadn't yet experienced the chaos and had escaped unscathed at the Sunbucks café. But judging from the timing of their reminders and the commotion outside, Curtis knew that the chaos hadn't just started, but had been brewing for a long time.

After realizing what was happening, they were guided by a key person to prevent the guests from evacuating. This key person is very likely the owner of the Ribak, or a manager-level person in the store.

Are you very worried, Your Highness?

"Stop teasing me. It's a bit late, be serious."

"I'm very serious."

Saint Karina shrugged. "If others can call me 'Princess,' why can't I? I am a princess, after all."

“I prefer you to call me Curtis. Every time you call me Your Highness, I feel like you have ulterior motives.”

There was one more thing Curtis didn't say, because it reminded her of the fear of being dominated by Saint Karina.

The time she was called "Your Highness" was a period when her legs were so sore she couldn't close them.

Saint Karina loved to bully her with punishments, ostensibly as a form of discipline, but in reality, it was to teach her manners and discipline her on behalf of her father.

"Then I am truly wronged. My respect for Your Highness is like a surging river, never-ending."

"Stop joking, I believe in your respect, okay? Now, take me away from here."

"This isn't the way to ask for a favor, but since you wish it this way, I'll take you with me. After all, I can't refuse a beautiful girl's request."

Knowing the importance and urgency of the matter, Santa Karina did not directly provoke Curtis.

She scooped Curtis up in her arms and carried him straight out the window.

She didn't use flight; she just ran along the road.

The fact that they didn't leave through the Ribak building suggests that the building must have been locked from the inside. Under normal circumstances, without revealing their identities, they would have almost no chance of getting out without resorting to violence.

If the door lock is broken, the safety of the people in this cafe will be compromised, and in the chaos, they will be in even more danger.

Saint Karina didn't have to go through the main door and make others suffer. If she could go through the window, she would have gone directly.

She didn't even need to break the window; she could simply open it and jump out.

"Saint Karina, why don't you use flight magic? A powerful mage like you should be able to do it, right?"

"If you want us to become targets of those rioters, to become live sitting ducks, then I can make it happen."

Saint Karina rolled her eyes at the other person, annoyed.

If she could fly, she would have flown long ago. Isn't it precisely because she can't fly that she's on her way?

"Then use teleportation magic, we can just go straight to the palace. I'm very worried about Father."

Curtis had nothing to worry about regarding his siblings.

Although her brothers and sisters did not bully her, they did not necessarily have a good relationship with her because she received a lot of favor from her father.

The numerous brothers and sisters were not born of the same mother. They were all different concubines, from families within different circles of power and influence. They wouldn't sincerely congratulate Curtis on being treated differently by the Emperor of the Toran Empire; instead, they would silently curse him in their hearts, their jealousy burning fiercely.

"You're so clever. If I could use teleportation magic, wouldn't I use it?"

Within the capital city of Faro, I can indeed teleport anywhere using short-range teleportation magic; it just requires more magic power. However, I can't teleport directly into the palace. The palace has a magic-free zone along the walls, as well as magic arrays and barriers. This prevents intruders and protects the people inside the palace.

If Saint Karina's current strength is at the tenth level, then it's not impossible for her to tear apart the barrier with her bare hands.

I wouldn't say I'd tear it all apart, but I could at least make a small opening.

"Hmm... Just say it, why insult and mock people?"

Curtis obediently endured the scolding, his resolve nearly shattered by the abuse.

She's not that stupid, she's just too anxious and lost her composure.

"Of course, teleporting to the area near the palace is still possible."

The riot must have lasted for more than an hour, otherwise a small coffee shop couldn't have survived for so long.

Moreover, the rioters did not target civilians; the hardest-hit areas were the vicinity of the palace and places where military forces were concentrated.

Saint Karina used teleportation magic, having already prepared herself for an attack the moment she stepped out.

"Oh!"

"Rumble--"

As soon as she emerged from the teleportation array, Saint Karina immediately felt a more pronounced vibration than she had experienced at the Sunbuck Cafe.

This tremor, unlike the previous vine vibrations, originated from an explosion.

It was probably a magical explosion; the blast occurred not far from where Saint Karina and Curtis had just teleported out. If they hadn't used shields beforehand, they might have been injured.

"Pah! What is this? It's all covered in dust and dirt, and it's filthy."

The heatwave from the explosion hit my face, along with the energy and dust.

Thick black smoke billowed out and hit Curtis directly in the face, making the pampered girl very uncomfortable.

In the smoke-filled environment, she angrily launched into a tirade of curses.

However, she didn't have to rant for long before her voice was drowned out by the increasingly louder shouts.

"Ah ah!"

That was a woman's scream, and a group of people rushed out of the smoke, launching an indiscriminate attack.

They became even more reckless, completely disregarding how many civilians would die, creating chaos without restraint, unleashing magical attacks, and causing the sea of ​​fire to rage everywhere.

The attackers wore uniform clothing, different from that of the soldiers of the Toran Empire, which was used to distinguish them from their own men.

"Curtis, from this moment on, stay close to me, don't leave my side!"

Seeing this, Saint Karina's expression also turned serious.

She drew the holy sword from her waist. From that moment on, the holy sword was no longer an ornament, but a real weapon.

The scene was becoming increasingly chaotic, and she had to use force to clear a path. She couldn't rescue everyone immediately, nor did she intend to. She had to get Curtis back to the palace first, prioritizing the princess's safety and needs. However, she still had the capacity to deal with the others she saw nearby.

"Sacred Armor - Radiant Feather Needle!"

The holy sword was enveloped in a magical glow. This magic resembled an automatic weapon system; it didn't require Saint Karina to specifically aim or get close, but could reap the rewards from enemies within a hundred-meter radius of her will.

It can be used in any direction and can also be used as a large magical shield. This magic also has an automatic protection mechanism to protect the user.

She was still made of flesh and blood, a magic swordsman, and also afraid of being hurt by stray bullets.

The more chaotic the situation, the more girls should protect themselves.

Panic was escalating. Even if Santa Karina dealt with the perpetrators, she would hardly be appreciated. They would only show more fearful expressions and hurriedly choose a way to escape.

"We must follow the leader's orders and create chaos to further disperse Faro's forces!"

Santa Karina dealt with the rioters along her path, but there were even more rioters in the city of Faro, and she simply couldn't keep up.

Sure enough, right after they finished shouting, a barrage of magical bombs, like a meteor shower, blasted the civilians and Faro soldiers into charred, blackened pieces of flesh.

This place is far more devastating than the area around the Daily Bar Coffee. Even if you hide inside a building, it's hard to escape unscathed. The thugs will catch up with you and blow up the building, or they will violently enter the building and kill all the little rats hiding there.

Their methods were extremely cruel; they never intended to leave any survivors, freely venting their emotions and wreaking havoc.

Terrorist attack... That's all Santa Karina thought about this scene.

She had only been in the country for a short time, a few days, but the streets that were filled with laughter just hours before were now filled only with sobs, wails, pleas for mercy, and the rioters' arrogant declarations.

"Prepare to die..."

One of the thugs even disguised himself as an ordinary person, hiding in the crowd and playing a perverse role-playing game.

Then, upon seeing Saint Karina, he quietly approached, intending to betray her.

This happened so suddenly, my nerves couldn't even process it.

"Whizzing--"

Then, the light needle composed of light particles pierced through the opponent.

The scene resembled an ancient grappling hook, but its actual use was far more terrifying. The needles pierced the thug's body, creating gaping holes. A perfectly healthy man was transformed into a pincushion, blood splattering everywhere.

"he……"

Curtis had seen dead people before, but he had never seen one die so horribly, or so close to him.

She didn't care whether these bad guys lived or died, because they were more cruel than the most ruthless executioners when they slaughtered the masses. It was just... she felt a little unwell. For a princess who had been pampered since childhood, seeing people die so close together, in such gruesome ways, was a bit frightening.

A few drops of blood fell onto her shoes, and the sticky feeling made her very uncomfortable.

“I will protect you, Curtis.”

Saint Karina offered no words of comfort, only a promise.

Then, enemies fell one after another before them, and Saint Karina, like a ruthless reaper, judged the souls of these sinful thugs.

To be honest, Saint Karina really does resemble a saint at this moment. Only a Crimson Saint, a Red Lotus Saint, a War Saint, or something like that.

She grew increasingly accustomed to the smell of blood, and her sword-wielding movements became more and more numb, but she dared not relax for a moment.

She is fulfilling her vow, using the holy sword to carry out her protection.

240. Father is kind and daughter is filial

Wandering on a dangerous battlefield, the rebellion in this country came too suddenly, as if it had been premeditated.

Peace is just an illusion; war is the eternal melody.

After the war in the Toran Empire officially began, the army clashed with the rioters inside the palace. They had initially thought they could quickly defeat these men, but they found themselves holding their own against the regular army.

The reason for this comes from a red-haired woman.

The alluring woman was dressed in the thugs' clothing. She was very attractive, with features somewhat resembling Curtis's. Her buttocks were incredibly hot, shaped like a ripe peach.

"Lady Ruby!"

The subordinate bowed respectfully.

"How's the battle going?"

"All areas have been suppressed, and the passages to the palace have been opened."

"Oh, well done."

The red-haired, red-eyed woman gave him a charming smile and praised him.

"You flatter me, Lady Ruby."

"So, Sixth Princess, have you found my sister Curtis?"

"This...no."

He reacted quite strongly to failing to complete the task assigned by the woman.

He stammered somewhat fearfully, but finally revealed his information.

"We went to the Sixth Princess's bedchamber, but she wasn't there. We then interrogated the maids and guards there, and they said the Sixth Princess hadn't returned to the palace for several days. Apparently, she was on a date with the Holy Maiden of the Lorian Empire..."

"Hehehe, I never expected that after so many years, my sister would have someone she likes. I really want to see him."

The woman laughed, but her subordinates who knew her well knew that her laughter was not genuine happiness, but rather a sign of anger.

"My beloved younger sister was actually kidnapped by a saintess from another country. It's truly...heartbreaking."

"I'm so sorry... Lady Ruby."

He stammered as he spoke, glancing up at his boss every now and then, clearly terrified of being blamed.

Carefully observing the woman's emotions, he continued to ask:

"Um, Lady Ruby, may I go now?"

"Of course you can. You're ready to leave this world unharmed. You can feel proud of it. I'll personally see you off."