Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 153 - 142 Hyperion has already understood _1

Amidst a peal of silver bell-like manic laughter echoing through the Basic Layer of Lichtenstein Castle.

"You pack of homeless dogs, why aren’t you laughing now?!"

The Imperial Priestess, a member of the Rebirth Church, exulted as she taunted the crowd.

She felt as if all the grievances and insults she had suffered from morning to afternoon were now liberated.

And beside the Goddess Officer, the noble Mage Girl of the Cerryti Empire, who had been her teammate, had also awoken by now.

The noble Mage Girl wasn’t a Resurrection Believer but had been deceived; the genuineness of her expression when the truth came to light was unmistakable.

Even though the Imperial noble Mage Girl still wasn’t trusted by the Challengers and was likewise restrained, she hadn’t been hit hard enough to be knocked out for very long.

At the moment, the noble Mage Girl was just hanging her head low, her breaths filled with immense dejection.

It was as if not only had she been struck by betrayal,

but also as if a fragment of hope left in her heart had shattered like a mirage.

"You...!"

The Executioner had just been distracted by the voice of the Rebirth Church’s Goddess Officer, and, filled with wrath, he raised his huge axe only to drop it again to the ground as if deflated.

Now, they truly lacked the spirit and the strength.

Even such mockery from a cultist couldn’t incite any reaction.

The situation was extremely unfavorable for them.

They also slowly realized—

It was the Attorney who, at the very last moment, hesitated, unable to harden his heart to watch them go to their deaths, therefore he didn’t use a powerful Epic Card, but merely scared off the Goddess of Destruction.

Looking at the outcome,

it might have been better for them to risk their lives and make a last stand in the Holy Temple against the Goddess of Destruction.

But they couldn’t blame the Attorney.

Because that’s just the kind of person he might be.

Even though he was intelligent and composed, he couldn’t bring himself to personally send his comrades to their graves.

This kind of tenderness, which could almost be called a bit foolish and indecisive, was the seemingly omnipotent Attorney’s only weakness, and also his fatal flaw.

But it was also because of this.

That he seemed like a living, breathing person.

Someone you were willing to call a comrade, even going to your death before him.

"It’s okay... next time, we will definitely defeat the Goddess of Destruction."

"No matter who goes first, let’s be brothers in the next life."

Melancholy spread throughout the Holy Temple; they all knew that this farewell might indeed be the last.

The Priestess from the Rebirth Church looked at the Challengers who were comforting each other and felt even more excited about seeing their despair when they watched someone die horribly over the next five days!

After nightfall,

that utterly cruel Goddess of Destruction

would surely make these poor souls beg shamelessly for mercy before they died, full of regret for ever coming to this world!

It was at this moment of extreme tension within the Holy Temple that Lanci finally came out from the kitchen.

He seemed to sense something odd about the atmosphere in the Holy Temple, with a hint of confusion in his brow, but he tilted his head and didn’t seem to take it too much to heart.

He belonged to the kind who only cared about resting after work was done.

Lanci still appeared at ease, casually taking a seat on the couch, even exuding an extra dose of laziness.

In his hand, he held a cup of fresh iced grape juice.

At that moment, everyone was watching Lanci, unable to fathom what he was thinking.

And the Priestess from the Rebirth Church was looking at Lanci fiercely, as if she had found her biggest target of hatred.

Lanci did not seem too bothered by her, leisurely sipping the juice at the rim of his glass.

The crimson juice, once agitated by the ice cubes, caused a chilly mist to emerge from the stem glass, and droplets of water condensed on the glass surface, which made even the Priestess who had just woken up feel a sudden urge to swallow.

After tasting it, he slowly met the venomous stare of the Priestess from the Rebirth Church.

"You have potential too, it’s a pity, you’ve gone astray,"

Lanci’s remark seemed to contain a teacher’s regret.

"There are five more nights, and Lady Adelis will have you all killed! You can stop putting on airs now!"

The Priestess from the Rebirth Church seemed absolutely convinced that with her and Lady Adelis’s powers, they would still manage to slaughter them all.

"Really?"

Lanci asked her with a smile, his tone tinged with a bit of surprise.

It was like the gentle exchange between a kindergarten teacher and a child.

"Lanci—!! You can only talk tough now!!"

Just seeing Lanci’s face seemed to reawaken all the day’s humiliation in the Priestess’s mind, she screamed with her eyes splitting and teeth grinding, almost as if she was about to bite her teeth to pieces.

Others watching Lanci tease like he was dealing with a child couldn’t calm down at all.

This sort of nonchalant attitude as if separate from the world was not something everyone could possess.

However, the next second.

Boom!!!

A loud explosion was heard from the woods, and plumes of smoke rose between the trees.

Drawing reflexive glances from everyone in the Holy Temple towards the floor-to-ceiling windows outside!