2-36 - How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess?

千白羽的小说站 > Fantasy Novels > How Could the Villainous Young Master Possibly Be the Saintess? > Volume Two, Chapter 36: In the Name of Fasyris Volume Two, Chapter 36: In the Name of Fasyris Author: Han Tang Returns Updated: 2025/5/16 20:30:01 Word Count: 4017 "Eliminate all these students who've turned into Demon Pillar familiars, allow them to rest in peace." "The moment the virus broke out, they were already considered 'lost.' From that moment, their souls vanished, while their bodies were commandeered by the malevolent Demon Pillars, used to slaughter and wreak havoc on other fellow humans." "This is the final dignity we can offer them." "A human's funeral." Mirexia lowered her head in silence as she finished. "......" Wenny gazed at the bloody altar suspended in the distance, remaining silent and offering no response to Mirexia's words. "So, how should we handle them?" After a long pause, Wenny finally spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy, as if even the wind could overshadow it. "Since the principal is currently absent from the academy, the vice-principal has full authority to decide." "The academy decided that the vice-principal will activate the amplification array left by former Principal Kararyman and will unleash superior-level magic to annihilate the blood altar of the 'Bronze Blood.'" "And at the core of that bloody altar are those who are now Demon Pillar familiars." Mirexia's intentions were clear—though she was the student council president and the first princess of the Carmilla Kingdom, Mirexia alone couldn't oppose the decisions of the Kararyman Academy's upper echelon. Even if she felt the plan was less than ideal, there seemed to be no better solution at the moment. With every passing second, the students’ safety was becoming increasingly precarious. At this point, all that could be done was damage control. As much as she disliked saying it, just as the urgent research concluded, those students' current conditions were indistinguishable from the Demon Pillar familiars. The true selves of those students were already gone; the entities occupying their shells now were the evil Demon Pillar familiars. It was akin to the Demon Pillar followers Wenny and Mirexia previously encountered—upon ingesting the potion, they ceased being human. Yet, this situation was fundamentally different. Wenny kept his gaze fixed on the phantom silhouette of the bloody altar as it gradually solidified. "Let's go, Wenny, I'll take you to the Kararyman Academy's refuge. I came here to find those students who haven’t had the chance to take shelter yet." “……” Wenny remained silent and didn’t respond to Mirexia. "Wenny?" Mirexia hesitated for a moment and called out. "Does it really have to be this way?" Wenny clenched his fists, showing his back to Mirexia without turning around. "......Wenny, you've seen what happens to those who ingest the 'Bronze Blood' concocted potion—they’re no longer human the moment they take it. It's an irreversible process, akin to how time cannot be rewound. Even your sainted blood of the 'Blessed Angel' cannot alter this transformation." Mirexia's eyes lowered in resignation. "So, are we just abandoning them? They didn’t do anything wrong, yet they bear the consequences of our oversight." Wenny ignored Mirexia's suggestion to take him to the refuge. If he went to the refuge now, he could just wait like other students, letting the academy handle the situation. "Wenny?" Mirexia felt that there was something a bit off about Wenny's tone at this moment. The way he spoke sounded more like... "I don't want this either, but all we can do now is ensure the remaining students' safety and that of the academy. We cannot let the Demon Pillars and their minions succeed, or it would spell disaster for all of humanity." Mirexia also didn’t wish for this outcome, but it was a necessary course of action. Alchemical potion records always stated that once someone ingests a transformation elixir from an alchemical demon, they become a Demon Pillar familiar, it’s as if they were born that way—irreversibly inhuman. "Perhaps there is still some hope?" Wenny seemed to murmur to himself. "Hope?!" At first, Mirexia didn’t comprehend what Wenny meant, but upon realizing his tone and word choice, her eyes widened. "Wenny, you can't be thinking of...?" Wenny didn't respond, further affirming what he intended to do next. "But if you do that, the risk of exposure will be extremely high." Mirexia couldn’t help but remark. Presenting publicly as Vanessa was an already unwarranted and risky behavior, and if she displayed her 'Artistic Soul' and 'Holy Favor' in front of everyone, they would all know her as a descendant of the Fasyris line. Not all students have yet sought shelter; many senior students volunteered, rallying comrades they trust to combat the Demon Pillar familiars. Also, a number of first-year students retreated to their dormitories at the first sign of trouble—believing their 'home' is safest during such crises. Moreover, those in shelters can still witness what’s transpiring at the academy. Kararyman Academy hosts many students with ecclesiastical backgrounds; if they witness Vanessa utilizing the 'Holy Favor,' they will assuredly recognize her identity. This would render the situation uncontrollable. Not long ago, Mirexia received a letter from her father in the Carmilla royal capital. Due to travel issues, the letter had only just reached her. It hinted that she should be cautious of some church clergy, particularly high clergy and even church core members. This confirmed her suspicion that something was amiss in the current Fujitsu Holy Church. Vanessa had confided that the current high command of the Fujitsu Holy Church was intent on eliminating her, an awakened bloodline descendant of Fasyris, as her existence threatened the legitimacy of their leadership, painting them as tyrants and villains. It was likely that the tarnished reputation of Wenny over the years was also a result of the church’s manipulations. If these claims were validated, the upper echelons of the Fujitsu Church would truly become the public's scourge. Mirexia was reluctant to suspect the church of insidious motives, yet she had to consider her childhood friend’s safety. Suppose all of this were true, and the church’s hierarchy became aware of a living and awakened Fasyris heir—would they not suspect Wenny? Even without explicit knowledge that Wenny is the heir, knowing she resides at Kararyman Academy would still present insurmountable challenges. Imagine, with so many church-affiliated students at Kararyman Academy, acting as the church’s eyes and ears, although the holy church would refrain from overt disturbances at the academy, nothing within its borders would elude their notice. If abilities were displayed publicly, they would undoubtedly draw the church’s attention. Wenny’s safety would become implausible… Mirexia shuddered at the thought. "Wenny, even if you transform into Vanessa and harness the power of Fasyris, you won't be able to revert those who've become Demon Pillar familiars back to humans. Maybe there is precedent, but it's not something you can achieve right now, and..." "And, it would carry a significant risk for me, right?" Wenny slightly lifted his gaze, resting one hand on the decorative pillar beside him, as the wind lifted the hem of his black robe. After a long pause, he sighed softly. "Yes, I could just ignore it, right? ... This bloodline really is a troublesome one." The light breeze caught his hair and also touched Mirexia, who stood behind him. The brilliant, pure light from the heavens unfolded like petals, prompting Mirexia to shield her eyes briefly. When she opened them again, countless soft, immaculate feathers floated toward her on the wind, brushing against her hair and shoulders. "Vanessa..." Mirexia called to the pink-haired girl in front of her, reaching out. Under the darkened sky, she seemed like a celestial angel, unreachable. "Reverting Demon Pillar familiars back to humans is indeed a near-impossible feat." Vanessa pressed her hands together, her eyelids slowly parting, lashes fluttering like delicate wings. "But if there's even a sliver of hope, I have to try." "If I possess the ability and the chance to save them, yet do nothing, how is that different from me being the one who caused their deaths?" "How am I any different from the Demon Pillar followers then?" Vanessa's voice was full of compassion, mingled with resolute determination. "Vanessa." Mirexia gazed, somewhat taken aback, at the girl whose purity and radiance seemed inherent. Suddenly, she recalled an annotation from a renowned Pope she had read in a sacred text at the Fujitsu Holy Church library. Pope Alfonso Hauchekai, a venerable figure forever remembered in history, had served two generations of Saintesses, officiated the funeral of a previous Saintess, and even raised a young Saintess as her guardian. He was the Pope with the longest association with Saintesses. Before his passing, he penned this sacred text and left these words: "The descendants of the goddess Fasyris may each have their small quirks in personality, but undeniably, they are the true Saintesses, worthy of the Fasyris name." Watching Vanessa’s silhouette, Mirexia understood. Even though Vanessa may deny it, even refuse to bear the duties of a Saintess, some things stemming from blood cannot change. Why has the House of Fasyris always earned the acknowledgment of the people, eternally recognized as the Saintess family? It is not merely because they are the descendants of a goddess; for a Saintess, who does not love the masses, how could she be loved by them? Each Saintess in history had her specialties, and perhaps each had some character flaws, but in terms of the qualities of a Saintess, they were all exceptional. From Elysia, to Selena, up to the present pink-haired girl. Historically, Demon Kings were mostly slain by Saintesses, but the times when a Saintess perished—aside from natural causes—were predominantly in battles against demonic minions and Demon Pillar followers, or during rescue missions and relief efforts. A descendant of the House of Fasyris would never shirk responsibility when it was theirs to bear, would never ignore anyone seeking help, and would never compromise to the Demon Pillars. Even if fulfilling their Saintess duties meant sacrificing themselves. ‘Virtue +200.’ ‘Current Virtue: 524.’ She had thought of stopping such a girl from pursuing righteousness. Mirexia suddenly realized. What was she conflicted about? Upholding righteousness and aiding Vanessa certainly didn’t conflict and were perfectly aligned. It meant fully supporting her. "I understand, Vanessa. Go do what you wish to do." Mirexia nodded. "Is there anything you need help with?" If it were anyone else, Mirexia might not believe they would succeed, but as it was Vanessa, she felt hope. "Mirexia, could you possibly help me buy some time?" Vanessa glanced back. "Also, in front of the dormitory at the Holy Cathedral, Aesphyra is fighting a zealot. If any combat instructors have spare time, could they help Aesphyra?" "A zealot? Aesphyra alone?" Mirexia was taken aback, knowing well the strength a zealot commanded, having sparred with one alongside several combat instructors earlier. "No need to worry too much; Aesphyra still has the upper hand," Vanessa remarked. "Alright, I understand." "Thank you, Mirexia," Vanessa turned back, offering a gentle smile. From behind her, a pair of pure white angelic wings extended outward. In the next instant, the girl vanished from the rooftop, shooting upward from the Holy Cathedral like a beam of light, soaring under the moon. Simultaneously, the senior students engaged in battle with the Demon Pillar cultists caught sight of the pure beam of light. When they saw it coming from the direction of the Holy Cathedral and the gleaming angelic wings in the moonlight, one after another, their eyes widened in disbelief. It wasn't until the figure swiftly passed overhead did they comprehend what they had witnessed. "What was that?" "A goddess—it must be the Saintess! ... The goddess and Saintess have manifested!" someone exclaimed, leaving the crowd dumbfounded. "Impossible, right?" "Why not?! I saw it clearly, pink hair and eyes, with angel's wings—if not a manifestation of the goddess and Saintess, then what?!" a student with ecclesiastical ties retorted hotly against any denial. "The goddess—it’s true! I saw it too! That’s definitely the goddess manifesting!" "Goddess above!" "Everyone! Hold on! The Fujitsu goddess has manifested to save us!" "Is it Saintess Selena?!" "But if it's the goddess, why only one pair of wings? What's that about??" Some still questioned. As of 2025/05/17/23/42 Share this book: One-click share to Sina Weibo QQ Space QQ Friends Baidu Post Bar Tencent Weibo Baidu Bookmark Baidu Homepage Copy URL Vote for recommendation Previous Chapter ← Chapter Directory → Next Chapter Add Bookmark New Book Recommendations: Is it Strange for a Boy to Volunteer for Witch Academy? How Could the Villainous Young Master Possibly Be the Saintess? System! I'm Not a Saintess Anymore! 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