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Pera choked. Teresa’s helpless loneliness stirred pity—she wanted to defend Isabelle, reverse her image. But… Isabelle was the villain saintess. […]

“Even if you know, don’t tell others.” Celis placed a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. Melin nodded

Clatter-clatter. A lavish carriage rolled leisurely down the imperial capital’s main avenue. Inside, a gaunt man lifted the curtain with

“Reason?” Letter down. Isabelle asked. “Preston family—divine descent. Dislike bloodline outflow. Learned here—fetch me back.” Teresa secrets-laden. Recall: assembly first

“Even if you know—keep secret.” Finger to lips—shush. Melin nodded, whispered: “Our secret.” Footsteps—waved, slipped into banquet. Balcony: Nora, Jenny.

Rain ceased, winds faded. Teresa’s divine aura ebbed; she collapsed backward. Pale-blue hair bloomed. Exhaustion closed eyes. Faint murmur before

Boom-boom-boom! Dragonkin’s storm-fist battered Teresa’s shield. Blood trickled her lips. Yet her sword gashed its skin—blood person. Sudden back swordlight—forces

Camp: gasps. “Dragonkin—mid-tier?!” “Likely always mid-tier—suppressed to low.” “Girl’s divine power—familiar. Bloodline family?” “Allow kin Knights?” “Forget—Knights faltering.” Mars gripped

Dragonkin demon: LV25. Leanna’s heart sank. LV25: human entry cap, low-tier demon peak. With it—fortress unbreakable. Post-dungeon: no confidence. No

Next battles: no hardship for Rose Knights. Roaming demons easier than Nightmare types. After dozen more ordinary kills, Leanna sensed—heart