Just as the middle-aged man was about to die at the silver-haired woman's hands, the Gold Intermediate priest raised his Priest's Scepter and blocked her sword.
The silver-haired woman retreated several meters, watching the priest who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield with wariness in her eyes.
The Gold Intermediate priest stood before the middle-aged man, staring at the silver-haired woman. "You should leave first."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man said with heartfelt gratitude, "Thank you, Reverend Brend."
"May My God protect you."
Hearing those words, the middle-aged man inexplicably felt at ease. He then picked up his weapon and left.
At that moment, his faith in the Goddess of Life grew even more devout.
"Are you willing to surrender?"
"Heretic." The silver-haired woman looked at the Gold Low-tier priest, her tone icy.
"Madam, do you know what I enjoy doing most?"
"I only want to kill you."
As soon as she spoke, the silver-haired woman charged forward, abandoning all defense just to kill the heretic before her.
Facing the silver-haired woman's attacks, the Gold Intermediate priest parried them with ease.
In his youth, he had been unmatched throughout the academy. Even knights might not have been able to defeat him through combat technique alone.
"What I enjoy most is converting lost lambs into devout followers of My God and setting them upon the right path."
"I believe that, at this very moment, you must be suffering greatly in your confusion."
Watching the priest dodge her attack once again, the silver-haired woman roared furiously, "Shut up, you heretic! Shut the hell up!"
"A brief outburst of anger may ease the suppression in your heart, but devout faith will resolve it at its root."
"Changing one's faith is a grave sin, but for an unbeliever to become a believer is no