Barbarians from Another World Lack Cultural Foundation

All magic is divided into six tiers: Low-tier, Mid-tier, High-tier, Saint-tier, Super-tier, and God-tier.

The magic power consumed by each tier increases progressively.

Generally speaking, Sorcerers of Tier 1 or 2 mostly use Low-tier magic, supplemented by a small amount of Mid-tier magic as a trump card.

For Tiers 3 to 4, they mostly use Mid-tier magic, supplemented by some High-tier magic.

Only Sorcerers of Tier 5 and above can use Saint-tier magic.

Tier 5 is a watershed. Sorcerers above Tier 5 are all called 'Saints,' a level of power possessed only by Bishops of a Branch Holy See.

To be able to instantly kill Void creatures of Tier 4 and 3 with a single blow, it must be Saint-tier magic.

All Saint-tier magic is unique and cannot be exchanged with Faith Points; it can only be created by the Sorcerer themselves.

That move, [All things are born to nourish man], is undoubtedly Saint-tier magic.

While Agnes was shocked, she was also secretly guessing the identity of the person before her:

He can use Holy Light Magic. Holy Light Magic is different from other magic; it requires the Goddess's blessing to obtain—so this person must be a believer of the Goddess.

In the entire Border Holy See, there is only one Saint, the Archbishop.

This person must be someone from above.

Agnes knew that the Headquarters Holy See had a special agency for judging heresy, called the Department of Judgment.

The Department of Judgment has the same administrative status as the Papal Court and is directly responsible to the Goddess.

Every Inquisitor there is confidential. Their status and authority are equivalent to that of a District Bishop. Only those who are most devout to the Goddess can serve as them.

Inquisitors of Heresy do not work externally but internally. They are used to handle scandals of heresy within the various Branch Holy Sees.

Once a Saint falls, the harm they cause to the Holy See and the world is often more severe than that of ordinary Esoteric Cultists.

Just like this time, the incident of Calvin falling into heresy.

Agnes observed Ansu.

Blood-colored moonlight cascaded down, covering the desolate grassland. The night wind blew, and hundreds of millions of blades of wild grass swayed with bloody ripples. In the area where the blood-colored moonlight was most concentrated, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.

That ordinary, plain face, and the expression in his eyes and brows, his every movement was filled with clear wisdom.

The title above his head, 'Gradual Eastern Dawn,' also shone exceptionally brightly.

'Gradual Eastern Dawn' is a very unique God-Bestowed Title, Agnes mused, her mind racing.

Did this lord suspect Calvin from the very beginning?

Were all the anomalies during these three days of the Red Moon night merely this lord's tests?

Or perhaps, was it giving Calvin a final chance?

"Thank you for saving me, my lord." Agnes placed her left hand on her heart, knelt on one knee, and swept aside her snow-white cloak with her right hand, performing a solemn knight's salute. Her subordinates followed suit with their salutes.

"May I know your name, my lord?"

"A name is just a superficial title," Ansu said calmly. "Just call me Xian Zong."

After all, you can't find my records.

Even the Pope can't find them.

Because they don't exist.

Ansu had previously followed the 'Witch-Hunting Saint School of Thought' and understood the power structure of the Radiant Holy See.

The less information a Saint's records had, the more mysterious, impressive, unfathomable, and too deep to investigate further they would appear.

Xian Zong?

Agnes was starting to sweat. Being able to use a level like '[Sect]' meant this big shot's rank was even higher than she had imagined.

"Your Excellency Xian Zong," Agnes hesitated for a moment before summoning the courage to tentatively say, "I am a Tier 3 Paladin of the Holy See. You may call me Agnes."

Unexpectedly, Ansu said with a hint of regret:

"Just call me Brother Xian Zong. I am not worthy of the title 'Your Excellency.'"

"I couldn't save that child, so how can I be worthy of such a title?"

This statement caused Agnes to fall silent.

Ansu slowly exhaled, his eyes slightly lowered, revealing a lonely and compassionate expression. His tone inevitably carried a hint of sadness.

"I didn't want to hurt him. I originally wanted to have a good talk with him. Alas, he was such a wonderful child, but he was misled by Esoteric Cultists."

"Those wicked individuals, greedy and shameless, disloyal and unrighteous. I, Xian Zong, hate such scoundrels most in this life, wishing I could sacrifice them all. To the great Radiant Goddess as a memorial."

Ansu said righteously, and he tucked the amulet he picked up from Calvin deeper into his pocket.

"Brother Xian Zong, you don't need to blame yourself." Agnes, being a highly intelligent captain, immediately wanted to flatter this Saint. "We have prepared a small gift to thank you for saving our lives."

She knew this was a lord from above. If she could seize this opportunity to establish a connection with a Saint from above, her future career would be smooth sailing.

Agnes desperately wanted to advance.

Of course, this was only one of the reasons.

The more important reason was that she wanted to repay Brother Xian Zong for saving her life.

Without Brother Xian Zong's help, Agnes couldn't imagine what their team would have faced.

To have even half of them survive would have been a gift from the Radiant Goddess.

Agnes took out the holy bow that had wounded the Void Moth. This was a holy relic she had obtained from an abandoned ruin.

[Shattered Holy Bow]

[Mid-tier High-Quality Holy Relic]

[Can fire the Tier 3 Saint-tier Magic 'Holy Light Arrow', each arrow consumes 4 Combat Skill Points]

This was a very valuable and precious treasure, let alone a holy relic.

Agnes was very confident that even someone as esteemed as a Saint like Xian Zong would find it hard to refuse.

But Ansu calmly shook his head. After a pause, he stated decisively, "I didn't choose to become a Saint to accept gifts."

The Radiant Holy See was indeed the Radiant Holy See; bribery was done so openly.

There wasn't any subtlety to it.

Ansu certainly wouldn't accept these gifts in person; he wasn't a fool like Father Danny.

He had just cultivated an image of a righteous authority figure. To immediately accept gifts would be too detrimental to his persona.

Brother Xian Zong couldn't accept gifts, at least not so crudely.

Furthermore, Ansu didn't want this holy bow.

This thing consumed Combat Skill Points; it was something a Paladin used, and Ansu couldn't use it.

He couldn't even pull it!

If you're going to give a gift, it should be something the recipient likes.

"If you're not satisfied... I have other things here," Agnes said quickly.

Why was she speaking so bluntly?

Did Brother Xian Zong need her gift?

It was she who needed Brother Xian Zong to accept it, not the other way around.

Ansu glanced at Agnes with slight displeasure, thinking that this young comrade needed to put in more effort to improve.

It was clear she lacked cultural depth. These barbarians from another world were always so crude in their actions. He resolved to give her some pointers.

The update schedule has been a bit disrupted. Yesterday, I actually updated a new chapter in the early morning because I wanted to finish that segment of the plot in one go.

I'll re-plan the update schedule. From now on, I'll post one chapter at 8 PM and another at midnight.

After the concluding plot in the next three chapters, Ansu will leave the Border City and head to Naraku's Imperial Capital.

The Imperial Capital stage awaits, come if you have what it takes!