Aila Easton stood to one side, quietly watching the people kneeling before her.
By now, she had grown numb to it.
Just a moment ago, John Jacks and the others had still been keeping the Twelve Round Table Knights' secrets, utterly loyal to the Veiled Organization.
Now, however, the cleansing of Holy Light had made them all renounce their evil ways.
Such an ability made people tremble.
Light Elemental Mages truly were the natural enemies of Dark Elemental Mages.
Still, Dark Elemental Mages did not necessarily have to cower when facing Light Elemental Mages.
They just needed to be cautious. As long as the gap in strength was not too great, they should be fine.
Mulciber stood quietly to one side, his forehead covered in sweat.
All he could think about was whether the Twelve Round Table Knights would be brainwashed and purified just like John Jacks if they all came.
He could hardly help thinking that way. Katelyle's methods were simply too uncanny.
John Jacks was even stronger than he was.
According to the magical ranking system that had recently become popular, John Jacks already had the strength of an Archmage.
There were seven ranks: Magic Apprentice, Junior Mage, Intermediate Mage, Advanced Mage, Archmage, Archmage, and Holy Archmage. Katelyle was at least at the higher Archmage rank, but considering that even someone as powerful as Voldemort had to retreat before him, he very likely possessed the strength of a Holy Archmage.
What about the Twelve Round Table Knights, then?
Just how powerful were they?
Mulciber did not know.
But he had once heard someone vaguely mention that the Twelve Round Table Knights were not necessarily mages.
Would they come to face someone like Katelyle, then?
The wait dragged on. John Jacks had already clearly conveyed Katelyle's message to the