Viscount Fink gradually returned from that demonic appearance back to normal, feeling the power within his body as he examined himself with immense satisfaction.

Corrupted creatures were inherently good at disguising themselves, even when tainted by Corruption, they could freely switch forms to deceive others.

But this time, his demonic transformation had been seen clearly by everyone present.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

“Since you’ve all seen what I looked like just now, then all of you can die.”

He let out a strange laugh, raising his hand as the overwhelming aura of Corruption surged once more, expanding into a domain, intending to envelop all life around him.

He was confident that no one present would escape.

Afterward, as a noble, he could easily cover it up by claiming it was an attack by corrupted creatures.

But at that moment!

“Viscount, you really think too little of me.”

Velian, who had been standing quietly without making a move, suddenly let out a soft laugh.

The next second, endless radiance poured down from the sky like a waterfall, covering the entire area and illuminating every corner with clarity.

The Corruption that had only spread half a meter was forcibly suppressed.

The restless Corruption, under the light, howled in pain like evil spirits exposed to sunlight, rapidly dissolving.

“Didn’t I say I was a nun of the Holy Church? Not even treating me as an opponent really makes me feel disappointed.”

Everyone present was stunned beyond belief!

The knights had originally planned to send a few people galloping back to the city to find Inquisition Knights, since only the Holy Church’s Holy Light could suppress Corruption.

But unexpectedly...

‘That’s right! There was already a nun from the Holy Church here!’

If she had been sent to accompany the Hero, how could she possibly be some useless decoration?

“Oh!!! It’s Holy Light! We’re saved! The nun has made her move!”

“Damn corrupted monster! Hurry and crawl back into your Abyss, stop coming out to harm the living!”

“Viscount Fink! You must have been greedy and wicked in your daily life, otherwise how could you have been targeted by Corruption! Now that you’ve turned into such a monstrous form, you deserve to be judged by the nun!”

The knights and villagers, seeing Velian effortlessly suppress the demonized viscount, all began shouting angrily at him.

Velian slightly raised her gaze toward the cascading light, a trace of indifference flickering in her eyes.

This seemingly sacred light was, in truth, nothing more than the most basic light magic.

How could she possibly use real Holy Light?

A Demon Lord using Holy Light would be the biggest joke.

All of this was simply her using her Demon Lord authority to forcibly suppress everything, while disguising the aura to resemble Holy Light.

Judging from the reactions around her, her identity as a Holy Church nun was now firmly established.

And doing this would further deepen her image as a “Holy Church nun” in Anlis’s mind.

That was why she avoided directly crushing everything with brute force, using her Demon Lord power would solve things quickly, but it would leave traces of exposure.

All for the greater plan.

“You’re just a mere nun, how could you possibly possess such power!”

The suffering Viscount Fink roared at Velian, at this moment, he could no longer maintain his disguise, his form nearly collapsing under the light.

At that moment, a knight stepped forward on horseback.

It was an old knight, his face carrying the weathered look of someone with many stories.

“Even now, you still haven’t realized the situation? Viscount, how could she possibly be just an ordinary nun?”

As soon as he spoke, everyone turned to look at him.

She could wield Holy Light and wore a nun’s robe, if not a nun, then what?

“Haven’t you seen it yet? Someone who can stand beside the Hero, with beauty like a divine spirit descended, capable of summoning light like a heavenly curtain, how could she possibly be an ordinary nun! This must be the Holy Church’s Saintess!”

“Ah?” Velian froze.

““Saintess!””

As the old knight’s words fell, the villagers and knights erupted.

The way they looked at Velian shifted from reverence to near fanatical worship.

It had been over two hundred years since the Holy Church had produced a Saintess.

More precisely, since the last Demon Lord calamity, when the Saintess perished heroically while assisting the Hero, no new Saintess had appeared.

‘Could it be!’

“That’s right! It must be so!” someone shouted with certainty.

“It must be because the newly born Saintess was still too weak and feared persecution by the Demon Lord and its minions, so the Holy Church deliberately concealed the news! Now that the Saintess walks the world again, accompanying the Hero, it means she has grown strong enough to no longer fear any demonic threats!”

“Suri Fink! Your judgment is truly pathetic!” The old knight turned, glaring coldly at Viscount Fink, his voice filled with disappointment and anger.

“You willingly submitted to Corruption, becoming a pawn of evil, turning into this monstrous thing! No wonder you could never lead the Suri family back to greatness, compared to your father, you are far inferior! I followed your father from the very beginning, witnessing the rise and glory of the Suri family, but as for you, I am deeply disappointed! What made you become like this? You’ve lost, Viscount.” The old knight’s tone softened slightly, “Surrender, at least preserve the last shred of dignity as a human.”

Viscount Fink’s eyes widened, rage nearly burning through his heart, “Shut up! You damned old fool!”

His gaze fell on the slightly dazed Velian, “Saintess... hehe, I’m not wrong! I’m just unlucky! I’m not inferior, I will lead my family back to glory!”

He staggered backward a few steps, no longer screaming in pain under the light, only deep unwillingness and despair remained in his eyes.

“Why, why does heaven treat me this way, why is my life filled with misfortune, why can nothing go as I wish?”

After a moment, it was as if he suddenly realized something, madness reigniting in his eyes, pushing his body to its limits, forcing every last bit of Corruption power within him to its peak.

Even if it meant his soul would be completely consumed, turning him into a mindless monster forever, he would still break free from this Holy Light.

“I haven’t lost! That’s right! If I can kill the Hero, if I take the Hero’s head to the Demon Lord! Break! Break for me!”

He roared like a beast trapped in a cage.

The black mist around him surged again, yet it could not break through the Holy Light, only struggling futilely within it.

The old knight, seeing this, could no longer bear to watch, letting out a soft sigh, lowering his head with sorrow and regret in his eyes.

He rode his white horse forward, stopping not far from Velian, dismounted, and adjusted his armor.

Then he stepped forward, one step at a time, stopping before Velian, bending his knees and kneeling respectfully on one knee.

“Saintess, I beg you, please end his suffering.”

Velian, still slightly dazed, was brought back to her senses.

After thinking for a moment, a gentle smile returned to her face.

Her voice was soft and sacred.

“May the Holy Light guide him to heaven and cleanse his sins.”