Ciel looked at Tara, who was still keeping her head down. She didn’t know what Tara was thinking at the moment. She just thought Tara had been accidentally hurt by Nemesis.

After all, in previous simulations, Tara had been startled by her quite a few times. Before, when she sacrificed her student, she had almost scared Tara to the point of going mad.

Tara was probably still recovering from the effects of Overlimit Nemesis.

But Ciel didn’t have that much time to check on Tara’s mental state at this very moment. Defeating this team of knights didn’t mean she was safe—Ansu’s defense forces weren’t limited to these.

At least, up until now, the Deton Group hadn’t made any move. Moreover, the sounds of the battle here and the earlier calls for reinforcement could potentially draw Forte to this location.

However, Ciel soon realized that her worries seemed a bit excessive.

Because she saw that, in the distance, in the direction of the Holy See of the Church of the Savior Goddess, several magnificent white light curtains lit up, shielding the sky over that area. At the same time, a constant buzzing sound wave emanated from that direction.

Forte… is fighting with the Church of the Savior Goddess?

That’s not impossible… The mark on Forte’s face itself pointed the conflict towards the Keyman and the Church of the Savior Goddess. And now the Church of the Savior Goddess was clearly involved in this incident. It was normal for Forte’s suspicion to deepen.

Ciel just hadn’t expected Forte to dare to directly fight the Church of the Savior Goddess at this crucial juncture…

Ciel still hoped Forte would win… If Forte were killed by the people of the Church of the Savior Goddess, this simulation would rewind to the moment she arrived, and Forte would be able to leave himself information again.

Although this information wouldn’t directly point to Ciel, it would make the Church of the Savior Goddess Forte’s primary target for surveillance. Ciel was relatively close to the Church of the Savior Goddess; after all, there were many places where she needed to utilize the Church of the Savior Goddess.

Of course, if it were a mutually destructive outcome… that was the outcome Ciel most hoped to see.

How could she make the outcome she wanted to see happen?

“Tara, can you still move?”

Ciel looked down at Tara and asked.

“Mm… Yes… Yes, Lord Ciel…”

Tara stood beside Ciel, but her gaze couldn’t help but turn towards Ciel’s left arm.

Fortunately, it was raining today… and the weather was relatively cool… otherwise Tara wouldn’t know how to cool down her face… It was too embarrassing…

She had actually made a gesture that defiled the Mother Goddess’s body… although she couldn’t control it.

After all, just now, she was truly so scared that her mind went completely blank.

“Did you bring a pen and notebook?”

Ciel continued to ask. She knew she didn’t have any with her, but Tara always carried some things for Ciel. The probability of her having a notebook and pen was higher.

“Let me see…”

Tara quickly rummaged through her belongings, but after searching for a while, she only found a clean white handkerchief in her inner pocket.

“I’m sorry, I think I lost the pen just now, Lord Ciel…”

Tara’s face was a little embarrassed. She was frustrated with herself for not keeping the things Lord Ciel needed safe.

“It’s alright, a handkerchief will do.”

Ciel took the handkerchief. “Can you shield me from the rain?”

“Yes, Lord Ciel.”

Tara looked around and decided to directly tear off her apron, holding it over her head to shield Ciel from some of the rain.

Ciel directly bit a hole in her finger and began drawing on the handkerchief with her own blood.

This was a simple Other Side summoning array, which Ciel had recorded before to summon Little Left.

At this moment, Ciel intended to use this summoning array to get more help from the Church of the God of Order.

“Take this to the Pope of the Church of the God of Order. Tell her that sacrificing a finger into it will summon an Other Side creature… Memorize this phrase…”

Ciel taught Tara the obscure incantation needed for the summoning, which was like a whisper.

“Tell her that I have another summoning array that can summon that white armored creature… But I can only give it to her after she completes this task for me… Consider this array a down payment.”

“What task, Lord Ciel?”

Tara asked.

“Have her help the Holy See of the Church of the Savior Goddess hold back Forte—she mustn’t kill him. She must leave Forte barely alive.”

Ciel said, “After it’s done, come and inform me.”

“Yes, Lord Ciel.”

Tara accepted the order. After taking the handkerchief Ciel handed her, she carefully put it in her pocket and disappeared, her figure turning into a white shadow.

Meanwhile, Ciel, looking at the curtained battlefield before her, which was like two opposing forces, took a deep breath.

Behind her, there seemed to be the sound of another team of knights coming to reinforce. She could already feel that several gazes were fixed on her.

While Percy and Eleanor were fighting inside, it would be best if Ciel could help them by blocking some unnecessary threats outside.

Just then, Ciel’s body twisted.

The side effect of Temporal Disorder had occurred at the worst possible moment.

Ciel’s pupils flickered. Her originally black, honeycomb-filled pupils were replaced by a pink halo during the flickering. Pink tentacles in the depths of her pupils were writhing madly.

It was the “Subverter” save file…

The moment Ciel’s form changed, that subtle connection Ciel had with the surrounding crimson pathogens was also interrupted. The crimson monsters clustered around Ciel slowly turned their heads and fixed their gaze on Ciel.

She turned to look at the monsters behind her, tilting her head slightly towards her shoulder, and let out a somewhat playful sigh: “Wow…”

The pathogens were no longer under Ciel’s control.

Whoosh——

A silver-white phantom armor instantly covered Ciel’s entire body. She rolled to the side, dodging one of the pathogens that was stabbing towards her. Kneeling, she looked at the approaching team of knights and shouted, “Quick! Help me! Duke Roswell is trapped inside!”

“We have to deal with the monsters outside first!”

Ciel’s mouth held a hidden smile. Her pink pupils were filled with amusement. She seemed to be already calculating how she would play with the recently arrived transcendents.