Chương 249: The Proud White Elf, Saintess Ilona

"Pfft... cough cough."

In his emotional state, Serafie coughed up another mouthful of blood.

She leaned against the mountain wall and slowly sat down on the ground.

Seven days ago, as usual, she left the capital to help the brothers and sisters of the Orthodox Radiant Church who were hiding in the countryside.

Unexpectedly, the village where her comrades lived had already been ensnared by the Church of Light, becoming a carefully prepared trap for her.

The chase has now lasted for five days and nights.

The pursuers could take turns and rest, but she had to keep running without sleep.

I'm completely exhausted right now; my physical condition is a complete mess.

Even a random high-level magic warrior could easily beat her to the ground.

She was so unwilling to accept it.

Everything was clearly moving in a positive direction.

She first stole the technology of faith, which sustained the goddess's lifeline.

After being banished from the center of power, she encountered the devout sister Roland and awakened the Goddess of Light for the first time.

Serafie sighed, and the image of the blonde, large-breasted nun involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, the blonde nun in my mind grew a fluffy fox tail, hopped around on her dainty little feet, and looked lively and cute.

Oh, Roland, how amazing and interesting you are!

She witnessed firsthand how Roland rose from a young nun to a senior nun in the church, founded the Roland Group, and gradually became a respected leader in the old port area.

Although Roland is somewhat unreliable and whimsical, and acts in a wild manner, she often transgresses tradition.

But the final results were all very good. Everyone living in the Roland Group wore a happy smile that seemed to belong to a different era.

With their privileged lifestyle, people admired and even idolized Roland.

Even the incompetent bishops in the church branches were influenced by Roland's personal charm and became much more diligent and hardworking.

In the divine realm, the goddess also received a large supply of faith power because of Roland.

Given time, the Goddess will surely be able to break the restrictions and restore the defenses of the divine kingdom.

At that time, the Church of Glory will reappear in the world.

Thinking of the wonderful changes Roland brought, a smile unconsciously appeared on Seraf's gloomy face, but the smile quickly disappeared without a trace.

Because all of this came to an abrupt end with his own exposure.

"Damn it, I'm such an idiot."

"Where exactly did I go wrong?!"

Seraf slammed his fist into the ground in anger, leaving a shallow fist mark on the soil, his heart filled with regret and guilt.

The only course of action now is to fight to the last moment and then commit suicide.

Even if it means burning one's life essence, one must buy as much time as possible to give Roland and the Sisters of Thorn in the capital a chance to escape.

Roland is a very magical nun; perhaps even after her own death, she can find a way to protect the goddess.

Seraf made up his mind and gritted his teeth to prepare the magic that would ignite the source of his life.

As for surrendering and being captured alive by headquarters, she never even considered it.

Because if she were captured alive, she would definitely be tortured to extract information about Roland.

The rest of my life will only turn me into a high-class plaything to be manipulated at will.

Outside the cave, members of the pursuit team also gathered at the cave entrance.

The five team members, three men and two women, all possessed quasi-saint level magical cultivation. Upon discovering that Serafie had stopped moving, they quickly joined forces to set up a barrier to prevent Serafie from escaping quickly.

Serafie, who had hidden in the cave, was already at his last gasp. All that was needed now was to prepare anti-magic items so that we could capture Serafie alive.

At that time, everyone will surely receive the blessing of the God of Light, and their status within the church will greatly rise.

All five wore relaxed smiles, and one of the cardinals bowed slightly to the leading elven woman.

"Your Highness Ilona, thanks to your intelligence and assistance, we were able to capture Saintess Seraphim so easily this time. I will repay you handsomely once the mission is complete!"

Upon hearing this, the leading elven woman revealed an impeccable smile, tinged with a hint of arrogance.

"Cardinal Blue, you are too kind. Hunting down Serafie was also part of my mission. I was just doing my duty."

Although Ilona's words were polite, her tone was like that of someone communicating with a subordinate.

Logically speaking, a saint's status is at most the same as that of a cardinal, and her authority is even less than that of a cardinal.

Ilona's tone was clearly impolite.

However, the other cardinals in the group did not react to this at all, and even smiled and nodded to Ilona.

After all, Saintess Ilona is a pure white elf, a high-ranking noble among elves.

It's normal for a white elf to be a little arrogant.

If Ilona had become humble and polite that day, they would have suspected that this powerful saintess was either ill or heartbroken.

"Alright, enough chit-chat. Is the Dragon-Trapping Lock ready?"

Ilona didn't turn around, but asked aloud.

The Dragon-Binding Chains, as the name suggests, are restrictive chains that can even bind dragons. They possess both physical and magical binding effects and are an exclusive magical product of the Church of Light.

The pursuit team prepared the most advanced dragon-trapping lock for Serafie this time.

"Ready."

A female cardinal at the end of the line answered, then handed Ilona a chain that emanated an ominous light.

If Roland were here, she would notice that the Dragon-Binding Lock looks somewhat similar to the chains on the Goddess of Chicken.

Ilona, chain in hand, strode forward.

Her steps were elegant, her white high heels with gold trim treading on the vegetation, emitting a faint magical glow, without getting a speck of dirt on them.

As a noble white elf, Ilona is tall and slender. Although her bust size is only average and not ideal, her buttocks are full, round, and perky, making one want to ride a roller coaster on them.

Her hair was long, straight, and warm-toned off-white with golden highlights. Her features were like a masterpiece sculpted by a master, perfectly matching her noble temperament.

Compared to a saintess, Ilona looks more like a queen of a country.

She stared at the entrance to the cave, her gaze seemingly penetrating the rock walls to see the disheveled Serafie hiding inside, a look of contempt and disdain flashing in her eyes.

"Serafi, even now, do you still want to struggle?"

"We already knew about your apostasy. This manhunt was meticulously planned. You have no chance of escaping."

Her voice echoed into the cave, but Serafie paid it no heed, focusing instead on preparing the magic incantation to burn the essence of life.

This magic isn't like the kind described in novels, where it can be triggered at any time.

To trigger it at any time, the magic circle must be inscribed on the body, but doing so will bring a big problem.

If you encounter a magical tide outside of battle, or are hit by a targeted counter-magic spell, it will either lose its effect or, in severe cases, be activated immediately.

Even if it stops operating in time, the lifespan and essence burned off will never return, it's a complete waste.

Serafie silently prepared his magic, which displeased Ilona outside the cave.

The polite smile on her face vanished, replaced by a mocking and sarcastic expression, and she deliberately raised her voice.

"Serafi, hiding like a coward is not a wise choice; it will only increase our punishment for you in the future."

"If you're willing to come out and surrender obediently, saving us some effort, we'll treat your apostate brothers and sisters, as well as your Sisters' Guard, leniently."

"What do you think?"

PS: Thanks to the boss of [Pighead Boy W] for the "Master Certification"*2! The boss is so generous~ I'm going to eat Crazy Sunday now.