Reborn in Light

When a third figure appeared in the sky, everyone below was utterly dumbfounded.

"Wait, that person... seemed to have jumped up there?"

A mage turned his head and looked toward a house by the roadside. In that instant, he seemed to have seen the figure leap from the rooftop, vaulting upward and pouncing into the sky.

...Impossible, right?

The mage shook his head, convinced he must have been dreaming.

While the people below were still struggling to process everything, the situation in the sky underwent a shocking change at a speed their minds could not even keep up with!

"It's over."

In the blink of an eye, the third person spoke. His voice almost reached Grant at the same time as his figure.

It was Miles.

Everything happened in an extremely brief instant. The moment Miles appeared, he was already right next to Grant. In the blink of an eye, before Grant could react at all, a dagger pierced through his chest.

—Perhaps because his opponent was simply too fast, even the various life-saving items that triggered automatically seemed to have failed, unable to protect Grant.

From Grant's perspective, Miles's expression was utterly calm at that moment. Even though he had just driven a dagger into the heart of the current Pope, he looked as though he were merely carrying out an ordinary task.

On the other side, Benjamin's gaze was somewhat complicated, yet it also seemed relieved, mixed with a trace of release.

Yet very quickly, both he and Miles realized that something was wrong.

Not a drop of blood splattered from Grant's wound.

"I regret that this must continue. This sorrowful fate can never end just like this." He suddenly spoke. Even with a dagger lodged in his chest, his voice barely wavered. "Why? Do you truly believe