Volume 1 Chapter 605

Chapter 605: Kanor’s New Ability

Just as Kanor and Lalea had said…

She had never intended to obtain any "information" from the very beginning.

The attack on this hidden base of the Heretic Tribunal was solely to "send a message" to someone higher up.

So…

Even if Kanor had a way to make them talk, she did not plan to use it.

If they truly confessed right away, Kanor would not know what to do with them.

"Since you won’t speak…"

"I will have to demonstrate your ‘value’ in other ways."

Kanor lowered her gaze and gently reached out her hand.

She tiptoed onto the bloodstained work table, spread her fingers, and brushed over their heads.

Her touch was soft and almost imperceptible, like a high school girl petting a cat.

After she had done this…

The three people present were horrified to discover…

The "Holy Light power" within them had disappeared!

It was not sealed or unable to be summoned…

It had completely vanished!

All their extraordinary powers, the long-accumulated Holy Light power…

Their Superlative Level of extraordinary greatness…

Everything vanished into thin air.

"I hope you can reflect on your pride—understanding that as individuals without any extraordinary power, you are merely a group of useless, foolish ants."

"I am not actually interested in what you know or who you are."

As Kanor said this, a faint glow of Holy Light began to emanate from her fingertips.

"Damn it—what have you done!"

"What right do you have to ‘judge’ us?! You audacious heretic!!!"

"Damn traitor!!!"

They screamed at the top of their lungs.

For them, losing the extraordinary power of the Holy Light was even more painful than being killed!

The Superoperators in this world have, to some extent, similar thoughts…

That they are born noble!

Being able to use extraordinary power is a privilege, a gift.

One must have enough magical affinity and a means to acquire extraordinary knowledge and skills…

To become a Superoperator.

In the territory ruled by The Church of Light, although these ideas were not openly expressed, they were actually much more serious.

Those who could use extraordinary power were favored by the gods and the Lord.

The teachings instructed them to be humble…

However, most people believed that being born noble was an undeniable fact. How could such a thought be called arrogance?

Kanor made their extraordinary powers vanish…

This caused them a thousand times more pain than torturing or killing them.

Their extreme anger meant nothing to Kanor…

The eight-year-old girl nimbly jumped down from the workbench and met the gaze of Lalea, who had finished searching the area.

"Did you find anything interesting?"

Kanor asked.

Lalea shrugged and shook a stack of papers that held some reports in her hand.

"You know… How could a secret base of the intelligence department possibly keep important information in paper form…"

"If you don’t ask questions, you won’t get anything useful—what’s here are just unimportant things."

As Lalea said this, Kanor interrupted her.

"You are mistaken too, Sister Lalea. I really am not interested in what they know or what information they have gathered…"

Saying this, she clapped her hands, as if to brush off dust and dirt.

"I’m only doing this to… create some trouble."

"So, what I’m asking is, what interesting things are here, not useful things."

Kanor said this, while the insults and shouts behind her were still sharp and loud.

But she still seemed not to hear them.

This made Lalea feel a shiver run down her spine…

She had originally thought that after Kanor’s promotion, she did not gain any really powerful new abilities.

But just now, Lalea saw Kanor silently and effortlessly erase their extraordinary powers, the power of Holy Light…

She did not know how Kanor achieved this.

Whether it was "taking away," "pulling out," or "erasing," Lalea was not sure.

However, one thing was certain: this must be the ability Kanor had just awakened.

If she had it before, she would have used it.

This little girl was becoming more and more frightening.

In response, Lalea could only sigh in her heart…

Thankfully, she was on Kanor’s side!

This feeling, even though it could not be called relief, still made Lalea feel a bit more at ease.

"As for interesting things… I actually did see something."

"According to the investigation by the Heretic Tribunal, they discovered that the Bennett family has recently been planning to contact the Lady of Light."

"Dena Bennett— you might not know her, but let me give you a brief introduction. She is a Legend High Level Superoperator, a duke of the Holy Empire, and the sister of a cardinal of the empire. She is very strong and very smart."

"In short, the Heretic Tribunal found out that she will invite the Lady of Light for a dinner tonight, trying to make contact with her."

"There is a fifty percent chance that this bold woman intends to go after the Lady of Light— she will not actually kill the Holy Maiden, but she will test her, or use the reason of ‘leaving behind means for the internal demon race’ to harm the Holy Maiden."

"The other possibility is that the Bennett family wants to bet on both sides, trying to join the power formed by the Holy Maiden and the Heretic Tribunal."

Lalea said while flipping through the records.

"Hmm… I think it’s possible that this old woman realized the Holy Maiden is an imposter."

As she said this, Kanor gave a slight nod.

"Maybe, but it’s indeed very interesting."

The little girl thought about it and felt that this was truly a pleasant surprise…

"Bennett family…"

Perhaps tonight, she could sneak in with Sister Lalea to take a look?

But before that…

Kanor looked at the three who had gradually stopped yelling, now calm and staring at her with extremely resentful eyes.

Just a few minutes ago, they were Superlative Level Superoperators who could use the power of Holy Light.

Now, they looked just like ordinary people.

"Sister Lalea, I need to ask you for a favor."

"What, should we kill them?"

Lalea asked with great interest.

Throughout the journey, Kanor’s methods could be described as extreme…

But so far, she really had not killed anyone, nor had she let herself kill anyone.

Even for those who had committed wrongs, she only inflicted non-lethal punishments on them.

This little girl seemed to be following some strange rules.

However, Lalea did not mind at all…

She was born in the United Kingdom of South Sotua, and had been influenced by both the lower class and the royal family.

When she was young, she accidentally set her mother on fire.

Like most Superoperators from South Sotua, Lalea had killed people and didn’t really care about it.

After all, the United Kingdom of South Sotua is a place where lives are cheap.

When she heard Lalea’s question, Kanor shook her head.

"There is no need…"

"Sister Lalea, you just need to set this place on fire."

As Kanor spoke, Lalea paused for a moment, then nodded.

"It’s that simple."

Burning things down was what Lalea did best.

She summoned a ball of elemental fire, without using any spells or formulas, and simply threw it on the ground.

Buildings made of wood and stone already contained a lot of flammable materials.

The elemental flame created by Lalea’s magic was also specially enhanced to have the qualities of "burning and spreading."

After all, this was the base of the Heretic Tribunal… and there were many magical creations hidden everywhere.

However, their levels were too low, so neither Lalea nor Kanor needed or valued them.

Thus, these magical creations instantly became fuel for the "flames."

In just a few moments, the magical fire was fiercely burning, creating a hot atmosphere throughout the room.

The dark, slightly eerie workshop became brightly lit at that time.

As the workshop burned, Kanor gently touched the bodies of the three Heretic Tribunal members again.

This time, the three individuals who were just like ordinary people fell unconscious and collapsed onto the platform.

Kanor removed the alchemical device that had been used to trap them.

Then…

"Let’s go, Sister Lalea."

Saying this, she took Lalea and left the place.

Lalea looked back at the three unconscious individuals and then meaningfully glanced at Kanor.

"This is no different from asking me to kill them…"

"Three unconscious ordinary people cannot withstand the flames of magic."

Saying this, Lalea walked out of the workshop with Kanor.

Kanor listened but gently shook her head.

"No, Sister Lalea, I have counted the time… they will be able to escape just in time."

Saying this, Kanor stopped and turned around.

On the quiet streets of the "Friendly Zone" in The Church of Light Holy Capital, dusk was nearing its end.

At first, people did not notice the strange activity in the already remote workshop.

They saw the first flame, with thick smoke rising from the gaps in the rooftop windows.

"Look—there’s a fire in the workshop!"

"Quick, go tell the church people to put it out!"

"How could there be a fire out of nowhere… save the people!"

The street suddenly became noisy.

Kanor and Lalea hid in the crowd of people.

She watched everything with great interest and spoke again.

"Count down from ten, Sister Lalea."

"What?"

Lalea was surprised for a moment, but she instinctively did as she was told.

And after silently counting in her mind…

At the doorway, three terrified figures suddenly rushed out—it was the same three from the Heretic Tribunal!

"Help!"

They shouted as they rushed out the door.

A loud "bang" filled the entire workshop.

"Boom!"

Flames burst from the windows and the door, the magical fire licking everything nearby!

This was the explosion of magical flames — just like how normal fire expands quickly in a closed space.

Magical flames could explode even without a spell.

And they also carried some magical shockwave.

The three who had just burst out and the onlookers trying to help were all hit by this magical shockwave.

However, since Lalea did not use much magic, the power of the explosion was not too strong; it just made everyone wobble a little.

Only the three who had just woken up and rushed out were hit and fell to the ground again.

Kanor started to laugh.

"Look, the timing is perfect."

As she said this, she turned and left with Lalea.

Lalea followed Kanor and seemed to have some new doubts.

"Kanor… but if these three are not dead, even though you have sealed, um, or taken away their extraordinary powers…"

"After all, they were former members of the Heretic Tribunal…"

"Now, the Heretic Tribunal will surely find a way to identify our magical traits, soul traits, and appearances?"

"Should we change into some disguises now?"

Lalea asked this, but Kanor gently shook her head.

"You don’t need those at all, Sister Lalea."

"As for the reason… you can guess for yourself."

Kanor said with a bit of playful mischief.

Lalea was momentarily speechless.

She could feel that, after another rise in power, Kanor, whose abilities had reached a new level, even had Superlative Level extraordinary strength…

Her personality seemed to become more lively, or perhaps… she was more willing to joke around a bit.

She couldn’t say if this was a good thing, after all, it’s not a problem for a child to be lively and cheerful… probably.

And Lalea did not know that after the two left this place…

Soon, two members of the Heretic Tribunal in gray robes hurriedly arrived.

After all, this was the stronghold of the Heretic Tribunal, and the people coming here were naturally those responsible for contacting the outer members of the Heretic Tribunal!

When the members of the Heretic Tribunal appeared, the people’s faces changed slightly, and they instinctively moved aside.

They quickly extinguished the flames and then helped the three unconscious people.

Soon, the middle-aged man who looked the most honest and gentle woke up.

He looked at the gray-robed figures in front of him, first showing a look of confusion, then a look of fear.

"The lords of the Heretic Tribunal?!"

He looked at these people in terror.

"I really know nothing about the fire… I… I did not betray the Holy Light!"

As he said this, the two men in gray robes frowned.

"Holy Capital Friendship District Group Four… We know this is not your doing, so you don’t have to worry."

"Lord Director will not blame you either."

"But you need to tell us who attacked you?"

Upon hearing the gray-robed man’s words, the middle-aged man was stunned…

Group Four, what is Group Four?

Why would a small worker from a workshop attract the attention of Lord Director?

What are they talking about?

These words felt both familiar and strange to him.

Just awakened from a coma, his head was still throbbing faintly.

He showed a bitter smile.

"I… I really don’t know anything…"

"Dear members of the Heretic Tribunal, I am just a commoner. A Superoperator attacked here… How could I possibly know who did it?"