Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy

"Young Lady?!"

Ignoring Fabi's shock, I stood up, pulling her into a tight embrace as I retreated.

I could feel the Pope following behind me, but I chose to ignore him.

Because I’m not alone. Arthur, Frey, and the Swordmaster, having read my intent, swung their swords at the Pope.

Though he desperately tried to regenerate his severed limbs, it was impossible for him to close the distance with the continuous sword strikes.

"It ends here!"

The Pope, seemingly frustrated, even used his divine power, but in that moment, an effigy appeared, blocking my path with its shield.

Unlike my shield, the heavy weight of the effigy absorbed the shock, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"Do you think you can hold on?!"

"Yeah! Pathetic!"

At this point, stopping Agras’s resurrection was impossible.

Now that Agras had been consumed by the Pope, he would naturally replace the evil god’s position.