CHAPTER 84: 84 【SAINT NENASHA】(1/5)

As everyone knows, in this world, there are two techniques that are the hardest to parry.

One is the fast and slow blade, the other is the zero frame opener.

The words spoken by the Archbishop just now were a textbook example of the fast and slow blade.

He laid out a lot of irrelevant matters, then suddenly struck with a big move without any warning.

Couldn’t defend against it, simply couldn’t defend at all.

This time, I really underestimated it.

Because Herbert simply didn’t defend!

When Nenasha initially introduced her name, she confidently claimed that no one would notice it, making Herbert subconsciously ignore the possibility that others might also know it.

So, without any preparation before the Archbishop spoke, Herbert was truly shocked, his expression was quite spectacular.

???

"Saint... Nenasha!!?"

Saintess, seriously?

Are you Joan of Arc? Black Joan or White Joan?

Herbert squinted his eyes, looking at the statue whose features couldn’t be discerned, feeling his heart pounding uncontrollably at this moment.

Thud, thud, thud.

It was a feeling like suddenly meeting an online friend in person.

Open the box!

Harmonious God, is that you?

Is this your real face after turning off the beautification filter?

Your complexion isn’t good, stiff like a stone, uneven and rough, not smooth at all.

So, this thing should actually have another name—Harmonious God’s Statue!

"...Hiss."

But even though Herbert tried his best to distract himself with random thoughts, he still couldn’t suppress the shock in his heart.

No.

This suddenly... No one told me we were going straight to the final boss fight!

But just as Herbert felt things were about to go wrong, the Archbishop calmly reassured him: "Don’t worry, this is a normal phenomenon."

The Archbishop didn’t think Herbert’s panic was an issue, instead, this reaction was exactly within his expectations.

"You are still too weak now, merely looking at Him will affect you, but it’s okay, as long as I’m here, you won’t lose control."

"I won’t allow Him to harm anyone."

The Archbishop’s voice was gentle and kind, his entire demeanor always seemed peaceful, there was no sense of threat from him, like a kindly old man.

However, just being a kindly old man couldn’t suppress those ferocious monster girls.

Herbert took a deep breath, trying to suppress the panic on his face, becoming more tense, he asked softly: "You mentioned a Saintess just now? Why have I never heard of such a Saintess?"

Out of caution (professional habit) and to avoid risks reasonably (exploiting loopholes), Herbert flipped through all the scriptures he could get his hands on in the first three nights after regaining his memory.

He memorized all the rules and historical anecdotes.

Yet, even after going through all these large and small texts, he didn’t find any clue related to the name "Nenasha".

Not a single book!

He even had a general understanding of some texts from other Divine Spirit Churches, still with no impression of "Saint Nenasha".

Wait a minute.

Herbert squinted his eyes, considering another explanation.

Apart from the possibility that Nenasha never existed, there was another possibility—that someone deliberately erased this name from history.

And just as he realized this, the Archbishop began his narration.

"In this world, aside from a few of the ancient gods, there are probably not many people who still remember her."

"Even those who know, probably only remember her current title."

The Archbishop gently waved his hand, and an ancient tome appeared floating in front of him, pages turning by themselves with a rustle.

He squinted his eyes at the densely changing script, and in a kindly tone like an old man telling a story beside a fire, he slowly said:

"Long ago, when the remnants of the Giant Dragon era had just faded, when the worship of the Divine Spirit had not yet fully risen to rule the heavens, when ancient gods were gradually reviving... a powerful figure appeared in the mortal realm."

"No one knew her origin, where she came from, she seemed to have suddenly emerged in the world, everyone only knew she was a beautiful woman with great power and a compassionate heart."

"This strong figure, she called herself [Nenasha]."

"She was mighty, fighting evil, saving the weak, eliminating chaos, maintaining order, never failing or being wounded, granting them liberation."

"She was loving, treating all things equally regardless of race, gender, age, strength, considering them children in need of salvation and providing them redemption."

"The gods viewed her as a threat, thinking she was another who intended to ignite the Divine Fire through the power of faith, a potential threat."

"The weak saw her as hope, wishing to be saved by her."

"All, regardless of strength or evil, acknowledged her power, calling her [Saintess]."

Listening to the Archbishop’s story, Herbert felt his mood calming along with the gentle voice.

He felt epic scenes appearing before his eyes, truly witnessing the events that unfolded back then.

No, it’s not an illusion—he actually saw them!

When Herbert closed his eyes, he genuinely saw those vivid images.

In those scenes, there was always a woman whose features were unclear but whose beauty and power could be strongly felt.

She healed the injured monsters, fought colossal beasts barehanded, faced entire armies alone, distributed wealth to the poor...

Her demeanor and actions truly lived up to the name Saintess.

"As the Saintess saved more and more lives, gradually some people followed her, including humans and alien races, coexisting harmoniously, all wanting to assist her in ending the chaotic turbulent world."

"They hoped she would ignite the Divine Fire, raise the Divine Throne to the heavens, become the most powerful deity—but this request was refused by Nenasha."

"She had no intention of becoming a deity, unwilling to be above all beings."

Upon hearing this, Herbert was already somewhat suspicious in his heart.

This Saint Nenasha, was she really connected to the Harmonious God Nenasha he knew?

Probably just sharing the same name?

Yes.

Definitely just a coincidence!

The Nenasha I know, how could she do something so great...

"Later... she was betrayed."

"Among her followers, someone abandoned the original ideals, sought power by becoming an apostle of an ancient god, harming their weaker companions."

Herbert suddenly opened his eyes, instinctively asking: "Was she killed by the traitors later?"

"No."

The Archbishop shook his head, answering softly in the same calm tone:

"She killed all the betrayers."