Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy

I observed Ruel, approaching with sluggish steps.

There is no trace of the Evil God's aura. It's only natural, given that the Holy Land, filled with the presence of the Almighty, cannot be tainted by the Evil God's influence.

But, to put it another way, someone from the Church must have intentionally damaged Ruel.

The first suspect that comes to mind is the Pope, but after thinking it over, it seems unlikely that such a madman, who appears completely sane, would dare interfere with a Paladin.

"Lucy Allen! Orders!"

Arthur, using the wind barrier to deflect Ruel's mace, raised his voice urgently. It seems there’s no time to think it over.

"Old man! ♡ You’ve become a beast, haven’t you? ♡"

I provoked him, showing Ruel’s mace, and was immediately met with a murderous glare.

I watched as the monster swiftly changed direction and charged at me.

Its movements weren’t all that different from the Holy Technique I knew.

The body may be different, but it was only moving in a more brutal manner.

I can predict its movements. And there’s a weakness visible in the left arm.