Chapter 25. A Silver Mirror
A white light spread across the battlefield, engulfing the undead in blue flames. The ghouls that had been climbing the walls fell as the ogre zombies attacking the gates crumbled.
"It's the Saintess! The Saintess has arrived!"
"Yeeaah!"
Reinvigorated by the Saintess’ arrival, the soldiers cheered as they pushed the burning ghouls off the walls. She had single-handedly turned the tide of battle!
Polman, the old knight, let out a sigh of relief. Encouraging the soldiers on the way, he started moving toward the Saintess. Noticing her start to sway, he broke into a run.
"Saintess!" the old knight exclaimed as he caught her.
"I’m okay, sir," she said softly with a faint smile.
"But still..."
"You know this is how it always is."
Even though she became the Saintess due to her ability to channel far more divine power than anyone else, wielding enough power to obliterate thousands of ghouls still took a great toll on her.
"That’s why I always tell you to be careful!" the old knight scolded.