Many people knew that Lilith had come from the Slums. After all, the Slums weren't small, but they weren't that large either.
There were only so many habitable places, and Lilith had lived there for so long that someone was bound to recognize her.
But now, she had become an obstacle stopping the Holy War Warriors from advancing along one front. Her strength was formidable. She wasn't like those stiff Trade Alliance soldiers who could only hold their weapons and fire from a distance.
Once enemies got close, they could do nothing but watch themselves be killed.
She was different. Her combat skills were nimble, and the long blade in her hands was extremely lethal under her control. With the help of the Trade Alliance snipers, she had easily stabilized one front and kept the blazing Holy Fire outside the defensive line.
After learning of this, Li Ya applied to the Holy Maiden. If this front continued making no progress, it would lead to all sorts of unfounded speculation.
If Lucia was reluctant to act, he could do it himself, but Lucia refused.
She had decided to act herself, because this was her "tribulation."
She had improved again recently and was gradually beginning to understand what Aurora had told her before. Sometimes, the enemy did not come from outside, but from within.
Although she did not want to become enemies with her former good friend, they had already ended up on opposing sides no matter what.
The next morning, Lucia appeared alone outside the defensive line.
The surrounding buildings had almost all been specially reinforced. Steel plates covered the windows, sealing them completely, or leaving narrow gaps for firing.
The ruined buildings around her and the dense bullet holes in their walls silently told her how many brutal battles had