"General Sora… The Lord!!!"
Seeing Sora and The Lord enter together, Bolic at the table was instantly terrified.
According to the minister's letter, he had already entrusted General Sora to assist him. But now Sora appeared with the leader? Wasn't this sabotaging his own plan?!
"Bolic, you are a rare talent who has made great contributions to the development of the Holy Sect. Although I have long known you are a spy planted by the minister, I have always hoped you would one day repent and reform."
"But you… you have disappointed me too much!"
Looking at the disheveled girl beside Bolic, The Lord spoke with a face full of sorrow and regret.
"The Lord, I… I…"
His heart suddenly pounded wildly, sweat pouring down his forehead. Bolic was filled with hatred. Hadn't that despicable guy already left? How did he suddenly appear here again?!
Seeing Sora still grinning evilly, Bolic's expression brightened, a ruthless gleam flashing in his eyes.
"General Sora, help me kill The Lord! Once I become the new sect leader, I will reward you handsomely!"
Although he didn't know why Sora was with The Lord, Bolic still believed he was the minister's agent sent to help him. Since that was the case, he might as well go all out and use the empire's strongest force to eliminate The Lord!
Ignoring the clueless man, Sora and the women around him looked at Bolic with amused, condescending expressions.
"Not good!!!"
"Die, all of you!"
Seeing Sora's group's expressions, Bolic immediately understood the danger. A terrifying feeling surged through him, making every hair on his body stand on end. With a ruthless look in his eyes, he pushed the stunned girl beside him toward Sora's group as a shield, then hurriedly fled toward the back door.
"Hehehe… little girl, I've seen your loyalty to the Holy Sect. But remember, only the Holy Lord can perform the sacred purification ritual. Don't let anyone else do it again!"
Without trying to stop Bolic, Sora smiled wickedly at the delicate girl pushed into his arms.
"Holy Lord… who is the Holy Lord? Is he greater than the sect leader?"
The girl's face showed utmost reverence and admiration as she asked Sora with a dazed expression.
"Uh… hahaha, the Holy Lord is the Holy Lord. You'll understand when you ask the sect leader later!"
A bead of cold sweat appeared on Sora's forehead. Seeing the girl's mind completely brainwashed, he couldn't help but marvel at the power of religious faith!
Though terrifying, it seemed quite effective! Hmm, once the continent is unified, I'll have Lord do more brainwashing for me!
"Ahem, little Lord, I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to eliminate the sect's cancer, Bolic. You don't need to follow."
After clearing the girl's clothes and letting her go, Sora instructed Lord.
"Yes, Holy Lord."
Without any doubt, Lord replied solemnly.
"Suzuka, Mez, go meet your old friends."
Looking toward the empty direction not far away, Sora smiled faintly and said to the two Rakshasa beauties, Suzuka and Mez.
"Yes, Master!"
Understanding Sora's meaning, the two respectfully responded and vanished in a flash.
"Let's go, Akame, Mine. Let's see where that uncle ran off to."
A murderous intent flashed in Sora's eyes as he led Mine and Akame to calmly pursue Bolic's fleeing direction.
"Holy Lord… that must be the Holy Lord…"
Having witnessed Lord's extreme respect toward Sora, the delicate girl kept murmuring in disbelief as she watched Sora leave.
"Girl, you have been fortunate to see the true face of the Holy Lord. From now on, you shall be the Holy Maiden of the sect."
Sora gently touched the girl's forehead, who was still dazed, and smiled kindly.
"The true face of the Holy Lord… Holy Maiden?! Oh…"
Stars sparkled in the girl's eyes as endless happiness overwhelmed her, and she fainted to the ground…
…
"Hehehe… long time no see, Ibara and Stan!"
Seeing the tall, slender strange man Ibara and the bearded Stan, Suzuka pursed her thin lips and smiled mischievously.
"So dangerous, so dangerous. I just thought that perverted general would personally come to kill us! Long time no see, Suzuka, Mez!"
The one replying was Ibara, the strongest of the Four Rakshasa Demons, looking relieved.
"Hahaha… Suzuka, Mez, I never thought that former comrades like us would end up in such a situation. You two were no match for Ibara and me before. How much stronger have you become now? Hahaha…"
Bearded Stan said, looking at the two women who had become even more charming after years apart. Even as an older man, he couldn't help but lick his thick lips, feeling a sudden dryness in his mouth.
"Yare yare, Stan, you're still so annoying. I already felt this way when we were partners before. We're both grown adults, after all."
"Don't look at me for that. That bad master of mine won't let me wear such revealing clothes for others to see anymore, so you're out of luck!"
With her hands behind her head and a mischievous smile, the girl Mez spoke as if chatting with a close friend.
"Hehehe… Looks like after being under the strongest of the Empire for a few years, you two have become so arrogant. It's not like your skills match your tone!"
Naturally, the strange man Ibara saw through the endless disdain behind the two girls' playful expressions. His anger flared as he coldly smiled at them.
"Heh… Seeing you so defiant, I'll show you what's what!"
"Besides, our bad master never said he'd let you off!"
A cold sneer curled at his lips, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes. Suzuka and Mez exchanged a glance, then simultaneously dashed toward the two men.
"Hahaha… Interesting, interesting. Let's see which of the former Four Rakshasa Demons is truly the strongest!"
Watching the two girls charge, the bearded Stan laughed heartily and exchanged a grim look with Ibara before leaping forward to meet them…
…
"Lord Bolik, if you don't hurry, the enemies will catch up!"
Carrying a giant scythe that gleamed coldly on his shoulder, a somewhat scruffy man in his thirties blew out a smoke ring as he spoke to the already panting Bolik.
"Ha… ha… Damn it! That detestable General Sora is actually helping the sect leader against me. Does he intend to betray the ministers?"
Bent over, one hand bracing against the wall, Bolik gasped heavily, his face full of anger.
"Hehehe, Bolik, can't run after just a few steps? You're old enough to stop tormenting innocent girls. Now you know what retribution feels like, huh?"
"Oh, and by the way, what do you mean I'm betraying the ministers? Sounds like I'm some fat guy's pet dog. That's you, not me."
The mocking voice of Sora came from behind, causing Bolik, who had just caught his breath, to turn pale with shock.
"Holimaca!!!"
As one of the ministers' trusted men, Bolik knew well how terrifying this Death God General was. Seeing Sora had somehow caught up, he shouted in panic to the scruffy man holding the giant scythe.
"Got it, got it, Lord Bolik."
The man stubbed out his cigarette, took down the scythe from his shoulder, and stood in front of Bolik to block. At the same time, without Sora's order, Akame stepped forward.
"Little girl, are you also an Teigu wielder? Perfect, I'm the sect's only Teigu wielder. Let's have a duel…"
As the sect's only Teigu wielder, even Bolik had to be cautious around Holimaca. This gave the scruffy man an arrogant attitude, thinking the world was beneath him. He wanted to exchange some polite words with Akame, who was also a Teigu wielder, but the girl was not interested in his nonsense—
"Begone!"
With a sharp cry, Akame executed a simple draw-and-slash. A cold arc flashed through the air, and the girl's figure appeared behind Holimaca.
"What?!! One move and… no… impossible…"
Looking at his scythe, the Teigu Adayusu, severed in his hand, and the spreading cursed poison runes from his mouth over his body, Holimaca's face was full of horror and disbelief.
Bang!!!
The world gave him no time to regret. Within moments, the scruffy man Holimaca fell, overwhelmed by fear and unwillingness, completely lifeless…