Another World Witch Training Manual

114. The city defense troops arrive

The city is too crowded and the buildings are too dense. Once Eve's witch transformation is complete, the power she releases will be enough to cause widespread destruction.

Moreover, if the city defense forces were to discover Eve's transformation into a witch on the spot, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xinlai stood up, took off her outer robe, and walked quickly to Eve.

The lining of the outer robe was specially treated to have a certain magical barrier effect. Although it could not completely block Eve's leaking power, it could at least temporarily withstand the scorching impact.

He wrapped his robe around Eve, then gritted his teeth and lifted her up in his arms.

A burning pain immediately shot through her arms and chest. Xin Lai groaned, and the veins on her forehead bulged slightly, but she didn't relax her movements at all.

Eve trembled violently in his arms, her pale hair falling down and fluttering silently in the night wind.

Nearly two-thirds of her pupils were now red.

"Your Highness!" Alaya exclaimed.

"I'm fine." Xinlai's voice was strained by the burning pain of the magic, but it remained steady.

"Alaya, go ahead and see where the city defense forces are. If they come, try to hold them off."

Alaya glanced at Eve in his arms, bit her lower lip, nodded vigorously, and turned to run outside.

Xinlai carried Eve and strode toward the side door of the church.

There is a small path outside the side gate leading to the north city gate, which is rarely used, and there are hardly any pedestrians at this time.

He had to get Eve out of the city before the city guards sealed off the gates.

Eve suddenly struggled in his arms, weakly pushing against his chest with her hands, and called out intermittently, "Let...let...me go..."

"I won't let go." Xin Lai's voice was low and firm.

"I will...I will hurt...you..." Eve's voice was broken, tears streaming from her eyes, which were turning red. "You...you will...die..."

"I know." Xinlai tightened her arms, pressing her face against her shoulder, preventing the fragmented words from continuing.

He knew she needed to vent, but now was not the time. Every second of delay brought danger one step closer.

He carried Eve through the side door and hurried north along the dark path.

The Church of Light behind us gradually receded into the distance, while ahead lay an unknown wilderness shrouded in night.

……

At the same time, the sound of horses' hooves swept in like a sudden rain in front of the Church of Light.

Simeon rode a tall black warhorse, followed by more than thirty fully armed city defense soldiers.

He reined in his horse, and the horse reared up, its forelegs slamming heavily onto the stone pavement, sending sparks flying.

Just moments ago, I was about to go to the city defense army to receive my punishment when I inexplicably sensed a magical fluctuation here that seemed to be caused by a witch. So I brought the city defense army here to investigate.

Simeon dismounted swiftly.

His gaze swept over the tightly closed doors of the Church of Light, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly.

I already harbored resentment towards Alaya, and the fluctuations detected by the magic monitoring array just now happened to come from the location of the Church of Light. This is really interesting.

Simeon strode forward and was about to knock on the door when it was pushed open from the inside.

Alaya stood inside the door, her white robes appearing exceptionally pure in the moonlight.

Her face was calm as still water, but her eyes held a scrutinizing look as she looked at Simeon outside the door and the fully armed soldiers behind him, without showing the slightest panic.

"Your Highness Simien," Alaya nodded slightly, her tone indifferent, "What brings you here so late at night?"

Simeon narrowed his eyes.

He was well-known to Alaya, but he was never seen. This high priest, who was not very old, was the most outstanding young generation of the Church of Light in recent years. It was said that his strength was approaching that of his father, Hallerton.

More importantly, she has always held a firm stance and is one of the most influential figures in the church.

"Alaya," Simien said, getting straight to the point. "Fifteen minutes ago, the city defense forces' magic monitoring array detected a violent fluctuation in magic power, and the source of the fluctuation is pointing towards the Church of Light."

He paused, his gaze passing over Aleya's shoulder to the darkness in the courtyard behind her, his tone carrying a hint of pressure: "I need an explanation."

Alaya tilted her head slightly, seemingly finding the question somewhat ridiculous.

Her voice remained calm and unhurried: "What we, the Church of Light, do is our own business, and you have no need to interfere."

Simien gave a forced smile, "But the source of the magical fluctuations is indeed within the church. For the safety of the people of the royal palace, please provide a reasonable explanation."

"Of course, no problem." Alaya took a step forward, blocking Simeon's view as he tried to peek inside.

"The Church of Light has a history of hundreds of years. Holy Light, purification, and blessing spells—which one doesn't require the use of magic? It's perfectly normal for monks' nighttime prayers and practices to generate magical fluctuations."

"Ordinary prayers and spiritual practices cannot produce that kind of intensity of fluctuation."

Simeon was not swayed by her words and pressed on, "The fluctuation level recorded by the monitoring array has reached the level three warning line, which is beyond the scope of ordinary holy light spells."

"Alaya, you should know very well that only when a witch's power goes out of control can this level of fluctuation occur."

Aleya's gaze darkened slightly.

Level 3 alert level, has Eve's power reached this level?

This means that when the magic is unleashed to its fullest extent, it can completely destroy the entire royal city...

But her expression didn't betray her true feelings; instead, she slightly raised her chin, revealing a smile with a hint of sarcasm.

"Simien seems to know a lot about witches. Well, the city defense forces have captured quite a few witches over the years, but whether they're real or not is anyone's guess."

The sarcasm in her tone was almost undisguised.

Simien's expression changed.

He could certainly understand what Alaya meant.

The city defense forces have indeed arrested many women who were identified as witches over the years, but everyone knows how many of them are real witches and how many were just labeled as witches for some unclear and inexplicable reasons.

"Alaya," Simien's voice turned cold. "I'm here on official orders from the city defense forces to investigate, not to engage in idle chatter. Since you say there are no witches in the church, then let my men go in and take a look. If there really aren't any, I'll naturally leave with them."

"Want to go in and take a look?" Alaya chuckled softly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Your Highness Simien, the Church of Light is a temple of holy light on earth, not a place that can be searched casually. If you want to bring people in, you can, but produce the kingdom's official search warrant. Otherwise—"

She raised her hand, her slender fingers gently brushing the holy light emblem on her chest. Her voice was soft, yet clear and distinct: "If you want to step through this door, step over my dead body."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The soldiers behind Simeon looked at each other, and some unconsciously placed their hands on their sword hilts.

But no one dared to actually draw their swords. The Church of Light held too much prestige and influence within the kingdom, and even the city's garrison couldn't bear the responsibility of openly clashing with them.

Simeon stared intently at Alaya, his chest heaving violently.