Their world doesn't need gods.

Chapter 248 Illya and Alia's Avengers (2)

"Since you still remember me, there's no need for me to elaborate on why I came to you, right? I'm here to avenge Kara, Prima, and Isaac."

Michelle declared to Orwell coldly.

"Hey, hey~ Forget about that stupid brat Isaac and that little girl Kara who has no taste for men, but that girl named Prima was killed by monsters just to protect you who is no different from a waste. Don't blame me for this."

Orwell challenged her in a joking tone, trying to anger Michelle in this way.

Michelle just smiled at herself.

"That's true. If I had been more reliable, Prima might not have died. But... I've let it go."

Michelle pointed her sword at Orwell and said.

"I know very well that I was just a brat who despised the battlefield and life at that time, so I caused my companions to fall into misfortune. Even now, I am still a coward who keeps running away from the past.

But all this doesn't prevent me from using your head to mourn Prima and the others, right?"

"Is that all you can do?"

Orwell mocked jokingly and snapped his fingers.

A silver-white ball of light appeared out of nowhere on his shoulder and rushed towards Michelle. The ball of light brushed past Michelle's cheek and swept down a few strands of her beautiful aqua blue hair.

However, Michelle remained very calm.

"I may not be able to do it alone, but you are a very hateful guy."

She said with a smile.

As if in response to Michelle's voice, footsteps were heard again at the other end of the corridor.

The owner of the voice was Webster, the first-year practical class instructor who was wearing black armor and holding a huge battle axe, and Webster's wife, Tiffany, who usually looked after the infirmary.

At this time, Tiffany was holding a magic wand and wearing a robe that magicians loved. Under the robe, one could see the faint phosphorescence reflected by the armor in the moonlight.

She no longer had her usual gentle aura, and a dangerous murderous aura emanated from her entire body.

"Should I say long time no see, or good evening, Orwell... I never thought that the hateful traitor named Henry has been living among us all this time."

Webster said, anger thickening in his voice.

Webster used to be the deputy commander of the 2nd Division of the Imperial East Defense Force, and Henry was the alias Orwell used when he was lurking in the 2nd Division.

"Although we didn't meet at that time, my father and brother seem to have received your care. I think Mr. Orwell, who always plays the role of a good man in school, would not say something unromantic like "It's been so long since the incident happened, so don't settle the old scores."

Tiffany narrowed her eyes into slits, tilted her head slightly, and said to Orwell.

Tiffany used to be the daughter of the commander-in-chief of the East Defense Force, and her brother was Webster's colleague and superior, the commander of the Second Division at that time.

Orwell, who was the bishop of the Eastern Pastoral District at the time, not only sent strange monsters to attack the magic spaceship fleet of the Duke of Elect that was transporting supplies to the front line.

At the same time, he used strange and evil magic on the soldiers in the Empire's Eastern Defense Force, turning some of them into humanoid monsters, causing the fortress guarded by the Second Division to fall due to internal and external troubles.

Tiffany's brother died in the war, and her father was sent to a military court after the war ended, and was attacked by political opponents and executed.

In a sense, it can also be said that both of them died because of Orwell.

"Aiya~ Since it's the Black Lion from the past and the daughter of the prestigious Bonn family... it would be a bit troublesome if we were to face the three of you at the same time."

Orwell looked troubled and shook his head exaggeratedly.

Then, he took out a silver-white spear from the air and waved it twice.

"Then let me play with you three for a while before I fulfill the oracle of the great Antonio."

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— Sabrina —

"Megans E. Bradley, where are you going?"

Sabrina, Alberta's secretary, was wearing knight armor that she had not worn for a long time. She leaned against the wall and called out to Marina who was walking in the darkness.

"Wha, ahaha. Isn't this Miss Lotari (Saberina)? Why are you here?"

Marina stopped in panic and showed her little face to ask Sabrina.

"If I say it's to kill you, can you understand? Megans, or should I call you Bishop Anu Marina Rofin?"

Sabrina replied, drawing her sword.

"Tsk, you woman really noticed it..."

"That's not actually the case. Thanks to a first-year student who caused me a lot of trouble, who found this thing in the rift world, I learned that you have been lurking in the imperial capital disguised as Megans for so many years. What a miscalculation."

Sabrina said, throwing a magic photo in front of Marina.

The photo shows a girl who has turned into a skeleton. On the collar of her school uniform is her name, Megan E. Bradley, embroidered in gold thread.

"Tsk, I burned that annoying girl's body cleanly... I really shouldn't have killed her in the Rift World, or I should have dragged the body out directly afterwards."

Marina couldn't help but click her tongue.

But although she acted very annoyed, she didn't look like she was afraid of Sabrina at all.

"Although this innocent child is very distressing, I have no other reason to come to you. You should be very clear about this, right?"

Sabrina spoke in a cold voice and took a step forward.

Marina was unmoved by this, but instead made a playful expression and mocked her.

"Why, do you hold such a grudge against me for taking your fiancé away from you?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of man that is. You instigated him to attack the sisters of the Knights, didn't you?"

Sabrina questioned.

In the past, when she was serving in the Imperial Army as the deputy commander of the Knights Templar, she had a fiancé.

It was a marriage arranged by the family. Sabrina didn't like the other party and there was no affection between the two.

Rather, she really disliked the man who appeared to be suave and charming on the surface but always liked to play tricks behind the scenes.