Without a doubt.
...That was the might of the Sixth Level.
That sacred and fanatical bearing made Hypatia's expression shift slightly. Her small head tilted back for an instant.
"Such an aura... I thought I was looking at the Sublime Arbiter again."
She could not help murmuring softly.
Hypatia made no attempt to hide her wariness of Don Quixote's power, but her words sounded more like praise.
"The Sublime Arbiter... That sounds like the name of a warship."
Iver asked with interest from the side, "Like Cruel Evangelist and Oathbreaker Destroyer. They sound like the same type of name."
"Indeed."
Hypatia nodded. "They existed—or rather, should only have existed—in the Dark Ages... They were heavily armored paladins clad in Consecrated Armor, existing solely for slaughter. If I remember correctly, they had all been decommissioned before humanity was born."
Her gaze lowered, tinged with both nostalgia and sorrow.
In a daze, she seemed to see the Theocracy's past—
Towering Golems, like pure-white towers that had come to life.
They were ancient war trees with tree-transformed elves as their cores. A church shell covered their exteriors, and once they settled onto the ground, each became a fortress city. Every one of them was a heavy war fortress capable of moving across land or sea... Each could house nearly ten thousand people. They had three hundred and thirty-three cannons alone, and once deployed, they could perform three thousand layers of resonant chanting.
They were weapons of war used to oppose sea monsters, magical beasts, and dragons of the Fifth Level. Against groups of Fifth-Level monsters, only fortresses of this scale had any meaning.
That was the true form of the "Oathbreaker Destroyer."
It was not a warship in the traditional sense... but a mobile fortress capable of amphibious operations.
Once it drew near