"Why? How interesting. Do I need the Saintess's permission to do as I please?" Lin Yan said sarcastically.
The one who is favored is always fearless. Angelina had always taken care of everything at home, Madam Santi bore him children and came from a noble family, and Egbert was his only son.
Yet, Mr. Lyandell could poison them for a woman outside. This one before her, having reaped the benefits, naturally felt he was good and should be filial.
But on what grounds did she have the right to ask her to be filial to him as well? It was already a kindness that she hadn't taken his life.
"Saintess, have you made up your mind? Is the Holy See's mission more important, or is your father's life more important?"
"Your Grace." A knight of the Holy See behind her reminded the Saintess of Light, rousing her from her thoughts.
"I, what I do is none of your business, and besides, Angelina, you wouldn't kill Mr. Lyandell, would you?"
No matter how heartless she sounded, she didn't believe Angelina would really let Mr. Lyandell die.
"It's fine if you think so. It seems the Saintess has made her choice, so let's not waste any more words. Since you want to capture me, and even take my life, let's see if you have the ability!"
Lin Yan took out her staff from her spatial ring. Her staff had been upgraded recently.
Maurice had searched for all the dragons to exchange for a higher-level light-elemental magic crystal for her, and had also found the best dwarf and goblin artisans to craft this staff for Lin Yan.
Not just the staff, but the clothes she wore also had a remarkable origin, only he hadn't told her, making Lin Yan believe it was just a rather magnificent ceremonial gown.
"Angelina, you've truly let your recent victories go to your head." The Saintess of Light felt she was being rather arrogant.
"Whether I've lost my head or not, we'll know if we try."
As soon as Lin Yan finished speaking, Maurice transformed into a black dragon and lowered his head, allowing Lin Yan to stand on him.
The Holy See's people opposite them felt a sense of unease seeing Maurice transform into a black dragon. Their expressions turned serious.
They carefully took out their weapons and began to guard themselves, then they tacitly retreated a step, leaving the battlefield to the Saintess of Light and Lin Yan.
Seeing their actions, the Saintess of Light wanted to scold them, but she understood this was her last chance.
If she could defeat Lin Yan and rescue the high-ranking officials' children and nephews that she had captured, she could return to her previous position, or rather, a higher position.
Lin Yan was not surprised by what these people opposite her were doing, after all, wasn't she the one who was exiled because of these people?
It was just that this Saintess of Light was only level seven. The Holy See really trusted her.
Lin Yan tapped her staff lightly, and a forbidden spell was cast directly. The Saintess of Light hastily tried to dodge and also attempted to resist with her magic, but she underestimated Lin Yan's strength.
She was no match for even one of Lin Yan's moves. The residual energy of the forbidden spell struck her, directly injuring her internal organs, causing her to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"You, have you become this powerful now?" she murmured.
She had always set Angelina as her goal. She thought she had caught up to her, but everything that was happening now told her that this was just her own imagination.
Lin Yan did not give her time to react. She tapped her staff lightly again. This time, the people from the Holy See also realized her extraordinary strength and quickly stepped forward to help the Saintess of Light block the attack.
"She is already a demigod," an old man suddenly said.
This was an ascetic monk, dressed in simple sackcloth, without even shoes on his feet. But his strength was formidable; he could be said to be the strongest among this group.
Of course, the Saintess of Light did not know this. She thought this group was led by her, but in fact, the true leader of this group was this old man.
Demigod. His words made everyone's hearts clench. They were all protégés of the Holy See and knew about the levels above level nine.
They all understood what this level meant.
"Retreat! We are not her match, and that black dragon hasn't even made a move yet. Hurry!" a knight of the Holy See quickly urged everyone.
"Go!"
They might not be able to defeat Lin Yan, but what they had was enough to protect them and allow them to escape.
As they began to use all their means to escape, Lin Yan used her magic to wear down the various protective gear they held. On Maurice's back, she chased them like a cat playing with mice.
When someone fell behind, she would directly subdue them.