The Duke of Cornwall slowly closed his eyes, feeling the abundant flow of magical energy coursing through his body. He immediately opened them again and said with deep gratitude, "Thank you so much, Lady Kiara."
"If it weren't for you, I would probably have already withered away and died from the loss of magical energy by now."
In this era, as the Age of Gods declines, the magical energy of magi is also constantly dissipating.
The Duke of Cornwall was also a magus from the Age of Gods. When that era began to fade, his magical energy had nearly drained away completely, which caused his bodily functions to rapidly deteriorate.
But not long ago, a woman came to him and told him that as long as he prayed, a miracle would occur.
And just as Kiara Sessyoin had said, after praying, the Duke of Cornwall was astonished to find that the magical energy that had once been slipping away was actually flowing back into his body.
The weakness and exhaustion he used to feel vanished without a trace.
And all of this… was because of that woman.
Thinking of this, the powerful noble of Britain felt a burning fervor and reverence in his eyes.
Compared to King Arthur or the great mage Merlin, the goddess who could heal his body was far more worthy of worship.
The Duke of Cornwall was about to speak when suddenly, with a low hum, a strange eye quietly opened on Kiara Sessyoin's chest.
At the same time, Kiara narrowed her eyes slightly.
"What's wrong… Lady Kiara?", The Duke of Cornwall asked instinctively.
"The child brought here earlier is trying to escape with one of the believers," Kiara said calmly.
The Duke of Cornwall was startled and quickly replied, "I'll send people to intercept them right away."
If the King were to learn of his relationship with Kiara Sessyoin… the consequences would be unimaginable.
"No need," A trace of coldness laced Kiara's voice.
She looked at the Duke of Cornwall and revealed a charming smile, "Perfect. I'll go play with them myself."
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The moonlight flowed like water, pale and frost-like.
Perhaps because it was already night, there were hardly any guards to be seen in the manor.
Alvin and Rin moved swiftly through the garden. Although they encountered several magical barriers along the way, Alvin easily avoided them all with his perception.
"The Clock Tower even teaches magical barriers?"
Following behind him as they broke through layer after layer of barriers, Rin's gaze shifted from initial doubt to growing admiration.
She had heard of the Clock Tower, but this was ancient Britain, and this was a great noble's estate. The magical barriers laid here were incredibly complex… yet a modern magus could actually bypass barriers set by a magus of the Age of Gods?
"In the Clock Tower, each department studies different things… some don't teach magical barriers, but if your perception is strong enough, you can still sense their presence in advance," Alvin explained.
"Which subject are you best at?", Rin asked curiously.
Alvin thought for a moment, then smiled, "Probably a little bit of everything… but I'm not particularly proficient in any."
By now, their relationship had grown much closer compared to the beginning, so they could talk about more topics.
Taking the opportunity, Alvin asked about Sakura Matou's recent situation.
"My sister… she's doing pretty well now, but she still seems to have some psychological shadow about being adopted into the Matou family," Rin said.
'If it were me, getting thrown into that old worm's house and almost dumped into a bug pit, when I got back I wouldn't just stop calling Tokiomi 'father'. I'd be lucky not to throw them both some scraps,' Alvin thought, then said, "What about the Einzbern Castle… how much do you know about it?"
Rin looked around cautiously. She froze for a moment when she heard that, then glanced at Alvin with confusion, "You know someone there too?"
"You could say that…", Alvin answered vaguely.
"I don't know much about that side. Father said the Einzbern family seems to be preparing for the next Holy Grail War, but it's still unclear who will participate."
'Looks like if I want to know what's going on with Illya, I'll have to go to Fuyuki myself,' Alvin felt a bit regretful.
When they reached the garden exit, he picked Rin up and easily passed through the magical barrier there.
Floating in midair, the sudden sense of weightlessness made the girl feel momentarily dazed.
Soon, Rin looked at the boy in black with surprise. His face was pale and handsome.
Different from what she imagined, he looked rather frail, but when moving through the magical barriers, the definition of his muscles was clearly visible.
"Are you planning to participate in the Holy Grail War too?", After setting her down, Alvin suddenly asked.
"Oh… if it's a secret and inconvenient to say, you don't have to," He quickly added.
After all, this topic touched on personal privacy. Talking too much might make Rin think he was gathering intelligence in advance for the Holy Grail War.
Rin shook her head lightly and looked ahead at the brightly lit manor, "It's not really a secret. The three founding families of Fuyuki won't miss the Holy Grail War. If my father is still healthy, he'll probably participate again next time. But since the last Holy Grail War ended, he's…"
Her expression dimmed slightly toward the end. She said softly, "I don't know if he can last until the next Holy Grail War finishes."
Alvin's thoughts stirred, "Do you want to use the Holy Grail to heal his body?"
Rin nodded gently, "If there's still time, I'll do everything I can to win the Holy Grail War."
'If I remember correctly, the next Holy Grail War should be in ten years. If Tokiomi doesn't go to the Clock Tower, by then there'd probably be grass growing on his grave already.'
Alvin remained silent.
"Father said to find the White Dragon's relic. I also want to take this chance to see if I can find a relic. It doesn't necessarily have to be the White Dragon," Rin suddenly said.
"If possible, I don't want to summon the White Dragon."
Alvin raised an eyebrow, "What, you don't like him?"
Rin pursed her lips. Thinking of her sister's distracted state these past nights, she said quietly, "You could say that, he's an annoying guy."
Even though she said that, the bigger reason was actually her sister.
Rin had seen with her own eyes how much Sakura wanted to summon the White Dragon from the last Holy Grail War.
If possible, she didn't want to destroy her sister's wish. Besides, there were plenty of powerful heroic spirits in Britain. It didn't have to be the White Dragon.
Seeing that she had no intention of explaining further, Alvin didn't press the matter. He simply walked with her in silence toward the manor's exit.
Before they knew it, the outline of the main gate came into view.
"We've reached the exit."
A trace of joy flashed in Rin's eyes as she moved to pull Alvin along.
But at that moment, Alvin's heart suddenly sank. He felt a powerful surge of magical energy rushing toward them.
He quickly grabbed Rin's small hand and pulled her behind him.
The girl looked up at him in confusion, about to speak, when a soft, alluring voice echoed faintly in their ears.
"Interesting. Looks like I misjudged you during the day. This magical energy… so you're actually a magus from the Age of Gods?"
When she heard Kiara Sessyoin's words, Rin turned her head toward Alvin almost at the same time. Her eyes widened slightly in astonishment.
"A magus from the Age of Gods?"
Although Alvin had just led her through multiple magical barriers with ease, it was still hard for her to connect him with a magus from the Age of Gods.
After all, if he really were one, how could he know so much about Sakura's situation?
But Kiara's perception was incredibly sharp. She didn't seem like someone who would make careless judgments, so what was going on?
While Rin's mind was filled with all these chaotic thoughts, Kiara had already taken another step forward.
She examined the boy not far ahead, her smile captivating and radiant, "Stop pretending. The way you just brought that girl through the magical barriers, I saw it all clearly."
Even though she had only arrived today, she still knew exactly what the term "magus of the Age of Gods" meant.
If it were an ordinary transmigrator, they would probably already be thinking of retreat by now.
After all, the magic and magical energy possessed by a magus of the Age of Gods far surpassed that of modern magi.
But, Kiara Sessyoin was clearly an exception.
After confirming his identity, not only did she show no fear, but her beautiful eyes revealed a trace of excitement and intoxication, like a predator observing its prey.
"Are you really a magus from the Age of Gods?", Rin couldn't help but ask.
"That's a long story… we'll talk about it when we have time later."
After a pause, Alvin looked at Kiara, "If I were you, I'd disband the church you just established today and quietly leave the royal capital. After all, there are quite a few troublesome people here."
"And this era is different from what you think. It doesn't need any church. In the end, you're just gathering followers to worship you purely for your own amusement, aren't you?"
Kiara was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter as if she had heard a joke. Her body trembled slightly, her ample chest swaying with her laughter.
"The troublesome people you're talking about, are you referring to King Arthur? Or Morgan le Fay? That pair of sisters, setting aside whether they can get along, even if they could, I wouldn't fear them."
A sweet smile quickly bloomed on her delicate, beautiful face, "But what you just said is quite interesting when you think about it carefully. It sounds like you understand me very well, looks like you've done quite a bit of homework in private?"
"If you have a crush on big sister, why not come into my embrace right now? As for you trying to secretly take my follower away, I can overlook it."
As she spoke, she extended a hand toward Alvin with a smile.
"Of course, if you refuse my kindness, I won't kill you either. After all, compared to erasing a life, I prefer to use love to reform others~"
At the end, Kiara gently licked her alluring lips, a trace of pleasure and excitement flickering in her eyes.
She was a narcissistic embodiment of indulgence. Humans who came to know her would first encounter her saintly, compassionate demeanor, as if she pitied all living beings, and under her charm, they would willingly join her faith.
After that, driven by an intense craving for that affection, her followers would indulge their desires more and more, exposing their ugliest sides.
And once it reached that point, they would lose her attention, come to the conclusion that "Lady Kiara no longer cares about me," and fall into despair… eventually ending their own lives.
Everything they left behind after their deaths would become nourishment for Kiara, making her even stronger.
This was Kiara Sessyoin, Beast III/R, the half of the Beast that embodies the principle of "Pleasure."
The reason she made countless followers worship her in this era was simply to please herself, and ultimately devour them completely.
Seeing that Alvin remained silent, Kiara smiled charmingly and spoke softly, "You don't really need to fight me, do you? I don't know what your goal is, but we can coexist peacefully."
She gently placed a hand on her chest, her pale golden eyes quietly gazing at Alvin as she said in a sweet voice, "If you're willing, I can give you anything you want."
The night wind brushed past. The nun's habit on Kiara's body seemed to gradually turn transparent, and slowly, a vivid crimson dress formed around her.
Her gaze was filled with compassion, yet her mature, graceful body was irresistibly alluring.
Not just Alvin, even Rin, a young girl, found her gaze involuntarily fixed on Kiara. Such a bewitching beauty was enough to make one's mouth go dry. A strong impulse suddenly rose in her heart, as long as she could receive Lady Kiara's affection, even being devoured by her in the future would be worth it.
Alvin's heart tightened, his eyes filled with caution.
The White Dragon possessed an overwhelmingly powerful physical body, but when it came to resisting mental attacks like "charm," it wasn't particularly strong.
Kiara's voice seemed to carry a strange magic. Alvin's pupils gradually dimmed, his gaze unconsciously locking onto the woman.
"Good child."
Seeing this, Kiara revealed a gentle smile, so tender it seemed almost tangible.
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