Chapter 95: Actually, I’m Also a Magic Enthusiast

Chapter 95: Actually, I’m Also a Magic Enthusiast

[Shh, be quiet, I’m fishing — Stuart, don’t move, just stand there.]

Louis said, looking at the darkness in the hall — the true form of the ‘Fallen Angel’ was hiding in the ever-present shadows. As long as He did not reveal Himself, He would be everywhere in any shadow.

However, this thing, lacking reason due to not having awakened, was almost unable to suppress His craving for souls — He indeed craved it too much, He was too hungry, He needed to grow and recover. To complete the mission given to Him by ‘Overlord Alya’.

Thus, a giant shadow with scythe-like appendages had been quietly sliding within the shadows for a long time. Its target was that pale, sweating, trembling Stuart — among the people He could easily grab, he looked like the most delicious.

[How can this ghost see me! Go eat Bishop John instead, don’t eat me, that pretentious guy looks much more delicious than me!]

The Fallen Angel indeed hesitated a bit — the imposing Bishop John seemed very unappetizing. Because he was terrified inside. But strangely, He also seemed like the most delicious person.

Bishop John also seemed to feel the gaze of the unseen Reaper. The trousers beneath his robe, already wet, became wet again.

Yet he remained calm, urinating while stroking his beard, speaking coolly to Louis, who had ‘unintentionally’ (following the shadow appendage) come near him: “No need to be nervous, child. That fallen angel has already sensed His impending doom. Although He is cunning and hasn’t dared to reveal His true form yet, it’s all in vain. Once the Demon-Sealing Array is complete, it will be His death.”

“Mm.” Louis, watching the shadows on the ground, nodded with an ‘mm’ sound.

[Hehehehehe… Damned Divine Official (referring to Louis)! Who are you, who exactly are you?! Don’t think you can protect him, give him to me, and we’ll have no trouble with each other!]

Seeing that strange woman in the hall suddenly appear to crawl from the spiderwebs on the left to those on the right like a slideshow, Bishop John’s eyelids twitched wildly, and he let out a few more drops of urine.

“Don’t be afraid, child. I will protect you; just stand by my side.” Old John’s words were already trembling, his body going limp, almost leaning on Louis.

He felt a sudden, growing terror — obviously, anyone a bit more capable could sense the danger.

His little finger trembled uncontrollably, and as if possessed, he grabbed Louis’s shoulder, taking half a step back: “Hehe, cunning thing — He just tried to hook away your soul. Don’t worry, I’m here.”

[You and the monster reached out at the same time, He failed to grab Bishop John, and you failed to grab Him.]

After saying this, Bishop John also gave Louis a ‘Heavenly Armament’ blessing. Then he gave himself a ‘Heavenly Protection’ blessing.

At this moment, Louis suddenly felt an unparalleled, immense strength throughout his body, and his mana was gradually being consumed — as if all mana attributes were being added to his strength.

The original strength of over thirty instantly soared to over ninety.

“You are very strong, child, don’t be afraid, now you have the strength of a dragon — step forward a bit.”

Bishop John stuffed the Scepter into Louis’s arms, then, as if possessed, took another half step back.

[You and the monster reached out at the same time, He failed to grab Bishop John, and you failed to grab Him — you both were just a little unlucky.]

At that moment, a hand patted Bishop John on the shoulder, startling him so much he nearly jumped.

“If you two gentlemen have nothing to do, come with me — Knight James, you come too.” Sir Ron in the red stockings had somehow walked over holding a book. He said with a smile — it seemed the Demon-Sealing Array was finished.

Then, Ron looked gravely towards the depths of the hall: “He seems to have sensed the power of the Demon-Sealing Array and doesn’t dare to come out anymore. But we must lure Him out.”

As he spoke, Ron patted his chest — where a tattered cloth doll was hidden: “Don’t worry, I have a holy relic left by the God of Magic Anthony here. With it, that thing won’t hurt you.”

[Clearly, Ron was saying the opposite, and Louis had already seen that when Ron patted the cloth doll, that thing became ravenous — it contained the Countess’s last lingering attachment to this world — her daughter.]

[The thing within the Countess’s shadow wanted to swallow Ron and that cloth doll whole, to complete the final transformation and awakening.]

[But what He didn’t know was that Ron’s body was already marked with the entrance to the Demon-Sealing Array’s magic formation. As long as his soul was hooked by the scythe, the Demon would be pulled into the Demon-Sealing Array!]

[Ron: Looks like I guessed right; I can feel something has already come over. I don’t know what that thing is afraid of exactly, but with this thing here, He will definitely take the bait!]

Just then, Bishop John suddenly saw a terrifying appendage on the ground violently stretching towards them. He was so scared he almost fainted, but at that moment, a hand suddenly grabbed it.

The appendage thrashed wildly a few times, trying to break free from this hand, but like a little chick, it couldn’t get away no matter what.

Bishop John lifted his head blankly, following Louis’s hand to look at Louis.

Stuart also gaped, looking at his Boss — indeed, only the Boss was the true source of calamity!

“No need for the trouble, Ron, let’s see your new Magic Spell.” Louis suddenly grinned and, like rolling up paper, began to coil up the shadow in his hand.

Louis’s words made Ron pause slightly. He looked at the distant hall and suddenly pursed his lips.

Trust again, everyone’s trust again!

At this moment, he felt the weight on his shoulders grow even heavier, almost crushing him so he couldn’t breathe.

He knew that thing was utterly beyond what ordinary people could handle; even Divine Officials were powerless. The only way to deal with Him was the Demon-Sealing Array and those Magic Spells that might suppress His aura and drive Him into the array!

Those Magic Spells must exist! Because Magic had not disappeared!

Just then, Ron suddenly saw the young Priest beside him give a fierce outward pull, and immediately a desperate scream and screeching clawing sounds echoed from the hall. Many ropes were torn apart in the Demon’s panicked clawing.

Next, Ron, the Bishop, and everyone else in the circle behind them, including Crowley, saw the hall suddenly become covered by an overwhelming, pure white holy flame.

[Damned Divine Official! Who are you, who exactly are you?!!]

A giant demonic shadow suddenly ‘bulged’ out from the shadows in the hall, violently thrusting its terrifying appendage towards Louis.

But at that moment, Louis suddenly raised Bishop John’s Scepter, and immediately hundreds of golden lightning bolts flashed in the hall, striking the demonic shadow, followed by hundreds of huge light swords piercing the monster’s body.

For a moment, light exploded in the hall, as if a newborn sun had suddenly risen inside. Heart-wrenching wails echoed throughout the hall.

Seeing the holy flames, golden lightning, and crimson sun filling the hall, Bishop John’s head buzzed as he slumped to the ground, pointing at Louis with his mouth agape, unable to speak.

‘No wonder He wears holy robes! This is simply a reincarnated Archangel!’

Stuart felt the same.

[Boss… how am I supposed to write my report… must I have Polst write a Script to fool the Ministry of Magic?]

Amidst these wails, all the shadows in that hall suddenly gathered into the shadow of the strange woman to hide. At this point, the hall seemed to have no darkness left; everything was a uniform grayish-white.

The woman in mid-air wailed continuously, her shadow huge and hideous, covering the entire floor, looking like a giant spider demon.

Louis gave another fierce pull, and the demonic shadow was yanked out violently. Then Louis glared angrily and swung the Scepter in his hand fiercely at the demonic shadow!

Instantly, an earth-shattering roar erupted! It was followed by heart-wrenching wails and pleas. Dust flew everywhere in the hall as the demonic shadow was smashed hard into the already severely cracked bluestone floor.

Earl Crowley, Kate, the butler, and others watching from afar almost felt their eyeballs fall out.

Before anyone could react, that ‘young Priest’ swung the Scepter fiercely again.

With each of his swings, earth-shattering roars echoed through the castle, sounding like a hundred-meter-long dragon was slapping the castle.

This time, the Countess in mid-air couldn’t even scream anymore. She gasped and wheezed twice, her whole body beginning to convulse. The appendages in her shadow also thrashed wildly, looking like a dying spider kicking its legs.

When the final Scepter blow landed, the Scepter forged from eternal gold was completely bent, and the shadow also began to disperse, burrowing into the woman’s body.

Soon, the woman was like sinking into black water, no longer visible.

Seeing Ron and the others still standing there, craning their necks like dazed geese looking at him, Louis smiled and said: “Oh, don’t get the wrong idea, I’m actually a magic enthusiast too, so it’s reasonable that I just used a few light spells with the power of the Bishop’s divine Scepter.”

“Also, as I said, I am a Priest, so it’s also reasonable to use my personal weapon to protect myself and… finish off an enemy.”

Bishop John and Earl Crowley and the others rolled their eyes hard, cursing fiercely in their hearts.

‘Bullshit! I’ve never seen such a powerful Paladin!’