The Crimson Magister Chapter 129: V3-C57: Overwhelming Force Trumps Any Technique

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“My, My. What is happening here?” Sheira’s voice reached the trio. The moment the princess approached, the divinity within the blessed children dampened, something that Hikari and Azure were used to, but it was a brand new sensation to Ilya. The bracelet glowed a faint crimson. “Who are you?!” The woman’s presence made the dark roots holding Hikari weaken enough for Hikari to escape with ease. “Just Azure’s friend. And I see that you made her bleed, which makes me very displeased.” She spoke with anger, and the air was filled with mana and divinity. Well, I suppose my control with this bracelet should be sufficient to scare this bitch. Unlike the past, where she was helpless and relied on Azure to save her, this time it was her turn to repay the favor and save her best friend. Ilya’s tongue clicked, and she disappeared into the shadows, forming right above Sheira. Sheira closed her eyes and gave Ilya a smirk as the dark weapon dispersed at the mere contact with her. “You are lucky her fiancé isn't here, you would not have a chance to even throw an attack,” Sheira said, reaching forward and grabbing Ilya’s wrist. Ilya struggled. Her eyes were glued to Hikari, who was in the process of healing Azure. “I will kill you, you filthy elf!” Sheira tightened her grip, shattering Ilya’s wrist. “Easier said than done.” The blessed child merged with the mists and made distance. “You and this academy can die! I only need Hikari alive!” She shouted, however, before she could even cast her spell, the sheer power she felt coming from the woman trumped even her, it was on the level of the Peron’s most venerable child. My lady, you did not show me this monster. Her heart strained against the strangling mana, and her breathing grew shallower. She formed her weapon again and prepared to dash forward. Sheira ripped aether and formed a fireball. However, just as she was about to obliterate Ilya, Hikari teleported between them. “Both of you stop! You morons!” Ilya stopped her charge, her consciousness fading as the crushing power of the nascent goddess gripped her mind and soul. While most would be able to retain their consciousness within her unfocused presence, the same couldn’t be said about a direct target. Ilya would suffer the full brunt of her power. Sheira’s fireball dispersed. “Hikari, she hurt Azure. I do not tolerate that.” “I know, my sister in faith is a dumbass! Please do not kill her!” She pleaded before turning to the unconscious Ilya, “And you, stop killing anyone who disagrees with you. I will go with you and finish the mission assigned to you!” “I will still report this to Aqua, Hikari. You really are proving her right. Perhaps I should start hating blessed children, too.” A shiver ran down Hikari’s spine. “Please do not tell her what Ilya did, I promise it will not happen ever again! My sister in faith is just an arrogant bitch!” Sheira chuckled. “I guess I can let this go for now. Did you heal my friend?” “Yes, she will be completely okay. I am sorry again, I will carry Ilya out of here.” “Go, I do not want to see her ever again, and you'd better pray she doesn't run into Aqua with that kind of behavior.” “I understand, ” She stated and then bowed before disappearing in a flash of light. Thank goodness I rushed here as soon as I felt something wrong. She dashed next to Azure and lifted her head. “How are Hikari and Azure related to that bitch?!” “Sheira! What happened?!” Mia’s voice reached her. “Well, there was someone called Ilya, who attacked Azure.” Mia’s eyes widened, and she beckoned Sheira over. “Oh no, come bring Azure to the infirmary!” Sheira nodded and quickly scooped up the champion. *** Azure’s eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar ceiling. Her head throbbed with a dull pain. The smell of medicine and healing reached her nose, and her eyes darted from side to side. Her bed was surrounded by curtains, and next to her was a table with a small selection of fruits. Next to the table was a chair, and on it sat a familiar