
"The identity of the man is actually a messenger from the sacred temple? It's only fitting that I feel something strange from his appearance, like something familiar to me." Mavis fell in thought shortly after hearing the confession of the man who was currently by the king's side.
Sure enough what the informant from the Hawk group said, one troublesome figure actually appeared, also it turned out to be one of the messengers from the holy temple. A despicable place that contains rotten-hearted people! They acted on the surface in the name of the followers of the gods, but in fact they themselves betrayed him. Mavis knew that because she had heard the story from Yennefer three years ago.
Not enough with the old hatred, when the holy temple sent its emissaries to slaughter his family, now the hatred of Mavis has piled up and reached its deepest peak.
"Please! How dare you attack my master! Look how I'm gonna teach you a lesson!"
Ivar took off his robe and intended to advance to block the wind arrow attack. However, his steps came to a halt when Mavis raised her hand low, prompting the servant to stop at his intention.
"You can't possibly hold it back with a good ending. Just leave it to Mikaela, you keep an eye on the movements of the adventurers, if the Moon and the Stars are having trouble, you can go help her," Mavis said through a two-way telepathic connection.
The arrow shot out at an extreme speed, carrying the destructive power of a high-level magic spell. The floor through which the arrow strike cracked and was eventually destroyed, as well as the roof of the hall that shook and then collapsed. On the other hand Mikaela was fully prepared. He roared like a raging lion, actually he had released almost fifty percent of his power to block the magic arrow.
The attack came and Mikaela immediately went over him.
The wind arrow moved in another direction and shot towards the wall of the hall. A loud bang ensued as the attack broke through the entire wall it passed through, making a huge hole that exposed the side of the other building.
The rubble of the roof collapsed, the king panicked and covered his head with both hands, afraid that something might fall on his precious head. Meanwhile on the opposite side of the group Mavis was still silent in his position, completely unperturbed. However, Mavis is not the same teenager she used to be, she has grown a lot with her individual abilities, absolutely no need for help from the shadow creatures to protect it from something as trivial as being hit by ruins.
"No way! He's a monster!" Aletta sweated and covered her mouth when she found out that her strongest attack had been easily suppressed. But it was something impossible to do.
"You get this over with, we don't have much time" Mavis said via telepathic link. Actually, it is not without reason that Mavis gave the instruction, it is because the group still has to prepare themselves to welcome the dungeon portal that will appear around the residence of this king.
Mavis could not possibly forget his main purpose of coming to this place. Putting aside about taking over this royal throne, he was more concerned about the acquisition of two ancient races that would soon emerge from behind the dungeon portal. Those two ancient races would be an important part of the plan for the unification of the continent.
"No!" Aletta shouted hysterically with tears flowing.
He before his own eyes one by one his comrades in arms were slaughtered by the two figures. His feelings were mixed, between sad, angry, afraid, agitated, he could not think clearly and fell to the floor because his legs were limp.
"Stop crying over those who have died! It's not time for you to grieve in the middle of a battle!" The holy shrine envoy man frowned in annoyance as he looked at Aletta who was losing her fighting spirit.
"You holy temple messengers always hide the ruse behind the palm, play devious tricks, and incite many parties to antagonize our group. Not expecting death to be anything cheap, you must accept all the wrath from the ancestors of our group!"
Mikaela became emotional as she recalled the old story that Yennefer had talked about three years ago. Actually all the beginning of the destruction from the hostility of the two parties, the demon race and the gods were the work of the group of holy temples. They slandered and incited the gods to fight the demon race. They trapped the group of demons by testifying that the race had slaughtered countless humans and other innocent races! Compared to the cruel nature of the demons, the messengers of this holy temple were actually real demons!
At that time, even though the demon race had a bad temper and attitude, they basically did not like to kill. They also lived in their territory, without disturbing the other races.
"Your emergence is the beginning of the destruction of the continent of great warfare. You instigating insects are the source of all disasters!" Mikaela said out loud as she darted with her fist.
"A very despicable creature! You do not have the qualifications to judge our holy temple! You devil worshippers are the offspring of the deceived!" the messenger said as he pulled his index finger forward, forming a movement like a magician casting his spell.
Then something shocking appeared before the eyes of the witch who was still lying on the floor. He saw for himself the messenger of the holy temple throwing flakes of ice arrows like his mantra. The man seemed to be copying all the ability of the woman in casting his spell, this was very strange. Moreover, the rain of arrows that came felt stronger and more powerful than what he used to do. It was as if the envoy had increased his magic level.
Mavis herself was quite surprised and admitted that the envoy did have a unique ability. But unfortunately he fought with Mikaela whose ability is still far above him. Else if he fought a shadow creature like Ivar, perhaps he could win easily.
"No matter what kind of trick the messenger of the holy temple would do, in the end it was all just children's toys in his eyes." The star voiced his opinion shortly after finishing with his task. Standing amidst the two bodies of adventurers, he watched lazily the Mikaela show that was about to fight with the man.