"...These truths that he can see through at a glance, these struggles and helplessness of us as mortals, are actually very boring."

He had a smile that seemed to last forever, but the words that came out of his mouth revealed an extremely cheap despair.

To this, Louise didn't know how to refute.

She is not the kind of aristocrat who is good at talking, weighing, and strategizing. Generations of her family have been war aristocrats who have killed enemies on the battlefield and made military exploits, and pioneering aristocrats who have expanded territories.

She really didn't know how to deal with this pope who stood at the top of people's hearts, and her master never taught her this... No, no, her master didn't need to teach her this at all, because she taught Louise other things

something.

Something that can cope with everything——

"[Extreme Explosion (Eplosion)]!"

Even if the same magic is used for such a long time, the effect cannot be unchanged——

With the feeling of a breeze blowing, one of the Pope's calves was exploded into fine pieces of flesh and bones, which spread out like red mist, but other parts were not affected at all.

——Now Louise can already do such a thing. The best magic requires precise control of course.

The pope's smile froze on his face with only one leg left, and he fell straight on his side on the ground. But he was indeed the youngest pope in history. Even though he was sweating because of the pain, he did not make any useless sound.

.

Facing Mr. Pope who was holding down the cross section below his knees on the ground and struggling to stop the bleeding, Louise raised her wand again:

"Sorry, I really can't learn much from Mr. Cavendish, but he has a concept that I, as an idiot apprentice, agree with very much -

[If someone tells you something that you don’t understand at all and disturbs your mood, give him or her a hard slap.]

But I'm sorry, as a lady of the Vallière family, I was taught many times by my mother not to slap people casually, so I can only use my best magic instead."

"Explosion...witch..."

"Tsk, when did this nickname come from? I have never agreed with such a nickname."

"Oh...you don't know...this nickname was passed down by your teacher himself."

"..."

This sudden secret made Louise's calm mind suddenly start to fluctuate again, although she was not surprised at all by this news.

"...[Healed as before (Episkey)]."

After using magic to help the Pope stop bleeding, Louise collected all his flesh and bones that had exploded into pieces and floated them in front of her.

"In ancient times, when magic materials were scarce, it seemed to be a common thing for magicians to use their own flesh and blood as materials for potions and magic arrays.

Presumably, your flesh and blood as the successor of nothingness should be very compatible with the altar of the ancestor."

Waving his wand, he smashed the flesh and blood into a thinner semi-liquid state, and then arranged them around the [Altar of the Ancestor], adding new magic patterns to it.

"Haha, Ms. Valliere, you must also know that [Successor of Nothingness] is not a talent passed down in the blood, but a [qualification given by the ancestor]."

"Well, I know, the teacher calls this [authority]. After the ancestor died, his authority was divided into four, and the selected people each took charge of one. But the teacher has developed a [back door], let me

You can cast spells more freely."

"Then you should also know that my flesh and blood has no special effects?"

"...Well, thank you for reminding me, then I need to add some mithril to increase the magic conduction rate."

"..."

Looking at Louise who was busy adding magic patterns to herself, Mr. Pope felt that her back was becoming more and more similar to that mysterious existence.

Suddenly, the numb leg began to hurt again, and the smile on his face became distorted...

"His Majesty Vittorio."

"What's the matter? Ms. Vallière?" His name was suddenly called, and Pope Vittorio immediately put away his twisted expression.

"You just told me that under the Holy See there is the [Altar of Time and Space] used by the ancestors six thousand years ago. In exchange for this, I spared Julio's life, right?"

"Yes, Ms. Valliere, are you dissatisfied with the transaction?"

"Although I have always been said to be stupid and willful, but even so, I don't have the bad habit of treating others as stupid.

I know you are many times smarter than me, so you should be able to see that I didn’t really have the idea of ​​killing Julio at that time, because as an acquaintance of him, I have some understanding of him, [Yu Zhong]

It is a portrait of him as a person.

And you seemed to be saving him, but in fact you just found an opportunity to lead me here. After all, it is not a secret that I have been looking for the ancestor's research legacy on time and space magic recently..."

Louise turned around and looked at Pope Vitellio with complete disappointment.

"Although, although I don't understand why you keep saying that you want everyone to be happy, but secretly you keep provoking war, but I call you one last time, so... please tell me in the last moment of your life

Am I telling the truth?

What trap have you prepared for me?"

Pope Vittorio finally lost his composure, and his smiling expression gradually turned into indifference. He knew that he had no hope of surviving today.

"Oh, witch, you are planning to sacrifice my [Void] to open the door to your teacher's world, right?"

"..."

It is undeniable that this was a temporary way Louise thought of to cheat and complete her homework.

Anyway, she knew that the gate opened by the Star Carving in Ginza had similar technology to the magic of the ancestors. She also knew that the base of the gate was about to be closed recently, so it was a good time to use it as waste.

However, she didn't know that some people misunderstood it as wishful thinking like "She can't contact her teacher for the time being, and now is a good opportunity to hunt witches."

"After the disaster, the world no longer needs too strong a force. No matter whether it was the hope of the world in the past or not, what the world needs for peace and long-term stability is balance!

With a witch like you guarding Tristin, he will be a thorn in the eyes of the whole world. Otherwise...do you think a few provocative words can really start a war?"

"What I want to know is not boring stuff like this.

[The world is ruled by the strong, and only under the oppression of powerful forces can there be peace.]
Chapter completed!