The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

On the third floor of the Magic Guild, outside Appraisal Room 301 in the Appraisal Hall Area.

Enshrouded in a layer of Holy Light, An Su spoke with a serious face,

"As everyone knows,"

"The appraisal experts inside,"

"are not priests of our Radiant Holy See."

An Su looked around solemnly, his pale blue pupils filled with gravity.

As a devoted saint loyal to the Holy Light, An Su always took it upon himself to uphold the honor of the Radiant Holy See.

In this moment, faced with such a vile event that had caused such a negative impact, it was his turn to speak up for the Holy See.

"They are not from our Church."

Inside the appraisal room, Lord Dak, who had been fighting for the honor of the Radiant Holy See, was unaware that An Su, whom he had intended to expel, had preemptively denied their affiliation.

Among all the magicians present, there were naturally attendants of the Radiant Holy See,

Upon hearing An Su's words, they understood his intention.

If such a scandal were to spread outside, it would damage the reputation of the Radiant Holy See significantly, so the only choice was to steadfastly deny any connection.

Sacred Severing Skill was a mandatory course for every follower of the Holy Light.

The attendants of the Radiant Holy See instantly understood An Su's intent and hurriedly said in unison,

"Exactly, our Radiant Holy See does not have these scholars."

"I have never seen them..."

"Dak is not one of us."

The magicians from the other Churches, seeing the Radiant Holy See's tactic of shifting blame, became instantly dissatisfied.

What does this mean, is only the Radiant Holy See pure and unsullied?

When everyone was implicated!

Does it mean all the blame is on our Church?

Soon after, an attendant from the Alchemical Church stood up to make a cut, mimicking An Su with a grave tone, "Our Alchemical Church was not involved either."

"Isn't that right, Priestess Ai Xueli?" he sought support from Ai Xueli.

Ai Xueli's cheeks were flushed, her eyes dull as she stared at An Su, then lowered her gaze, her thin lips muttering softly,

"That's right."

Given the circumstances, they could only go along with distancing themselves from the situation.

Seeing the Alchemical Church follow the Radiant Holy See in deflecting blame, the remaining five Churches grew even more discontent,

Having never seen such disassociation from responsibility.

"Our Church does not have these professors."

"We Druids don't like women, we prefer plant creatures!"

"We of the Celestial Church only like stars!"

"We in the Alchemical Cathedral are fond of mechanical maidens, not human females."

They began to dissociate themselves one after another, as if telepathically synchronized, their words becoming increasingly vehement and their emotions more agitated.

Gradually, they reached a consensus that the scandal had to be shouldered by one Church.

It is better for one Church to lose face than for all seven to be shamed.

"It's definitely one of your priests in the Radiant Holy See!"

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"They're all Druids inside!"

In an attempt to push away the scandal, they began to accuse each other's Churches.

Far from the Chaotic Frontier where magic had not yet spread, the magicians did not know that inside was merely filled with the sounds of a music session,

With strange voices of many women and all sorts of fighting noises, it goes without saying how inappropriate the situation inside must be for children.

Such a scandal must not spread.

Their emotions grew more intense, their words less polite and more aggressive,

Especially the Radiant Holy See, led by the strange individuals with a halo over their heads, they were near unstoppable, with more and more magicians joining the argument, which eventually escalated to verbal conflicts.

Outside the door.

'Those old people inside are not from our Church!' they accused each other.

Inside the door.

'Those three magicians outside are not from our Church!' the old experts also countered each other using various voices of girls and young women.

Whether inside or outside, both parties thoroughly expressed their viewpoints, passionately explained their positions, and responded to each other's inquiries amicably.

An Su was quite satisfied.

As he watched the chaotic scene before him, An Su's mood improved greatly.

Such waiting was more interesting.

Simply sitting there, drinking coffee, aimlessly waiting for an hour and a half, was utter mental torture.

However, what slightly regretted was that he should have continued to promote the "Friendly Exchange" magic.

In that way, everyone could communicate properly, without resorting to quarrels.

An Su felt himself to be a very responsible saint.

—

At this very moment, in the distant northern continent, the esoteric nation of The Avad Empire.

The Chaotic Saintess, Elf, was gasping for breath.

Her expression was serious.

She was desperately resisting an urge from deep within her heart, a temptation that kept tugging at her emotions. Clenching her teeth, a morbid flush appeared on her cheeks.

She had to endure it,

She had to withstand it.

She must not succumb to that desire...

She was capable of doing so,

But she couldn't resist. Her heart was quivering relentlessly, her spirit on the brink of collapse, and the thread of her sanity was close to snapping.

She could no longer bear it!

Trembling, she approached the forbidden object. A month ago, An Su had left an evil suggestion in Elf's mind, and she had been fighting against it ever since.

She couldn't bear it any longer.

She took out the forbidden tome, feeling an inexplicable thrill of tasting the forbidden fruit deep inside her. If the believers learned that she was perusing such forbidden arts, her position as a Holy Maiden would no longer be secure.

She had never experienced such a forbidden thrill before.

The name of that evil tome was—

"Three Hundred Questions for the Radiant Church's Saint Test"

Elf took out her quill, excitedly scribbling furiously on the test, writing vigorously. Only after filling an entire sheet of paper did the impulse of the taboo recede like a tide, leaving her slumped in her chair, sweating profusely.

"Phew..."

"Damn saint."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Damn An Su Moningsta!"

Hatred filled Elf's eyes; she was desperate to flay and dismember that young man, resenting the ghastly suggestion he had implanted in her birth.

She took a slow breath.

After tonight, the suggestion would be almost eradicated.

Her true self had already reached the Saintly Rank; she couldn't believe she had fallen for the trick of such a young upstart.

Suddenly, her eyes flickered.

As the Chaotic Saintess, she could feel the gaze of chaos. The Mother Goddess's eyes once again swept across the leaden skies of Avad, but they did not settle on any believer. She seemed to be searching for something, but ultimately, in vain.

Only true chaos could draw the Mother Goddess's attention.

The Chaos Followers were all curious about who that person was.

It surely couldn't be the saint, could it?

At that moment, a knock came from the door.

"Highness Elf, are you ready?"

"We are going back to Farol again."

Elf slowly stood up.

They had to return to Farol. The Nether World of the Chaotic Frontier had now taken shape, falling into the hands of the Radiant Holy See, which was beyond the expectations of the Sanctuary of Chaos.

Such a Fourth Order world, who knew which Priest had shaped it.

But it didn't matter.

This time, it was unlikely to encounter that little beast An Su.

The elements of chaos were still hidden within this fragment of the world, and the key to the Chaotic Imperial City was still buried deep in the frontier.

This time, she would uncover the clues thoroughly.

To avenge her past humiliations.

And incidentally, she wanted to find out how the historical Chaotic Frontier had been destroyed, for this was vital for compiling the history of the Church.