Betrayed by the Succubus, I Raise a Twelve-winged Angel-Chapter 225: Strength Is the Foundation!

Hearing these words, the crowd instantly erupted.

In the center of the noisy crowd, Cecilia and an elderly white-haired man were being escorted onto the high platform.

When the people saw Cecilia’s face, the atmosphere on the scene became even more fervent.

"This time we can finally enter the Sacred Beastbond Pool! The Queen simply doesn’t understand that not everyone can break through to the Monarch Level!"

"Why seal off the Sacred Beastbond Pool? Why not let us use it?"

"She just wants to monopolize the energy of the Pool!"

Led by several Beast Tamers at the Commander-level Peak, the crowd was incensed, waving their fists as if the Queen of the Holy See had committed an unforgivable sin.

Occasionally, voices defending the Queen could be heard from the crowd, but they were quickly drowned out by angry shouts.

Cecilia looked at the scene before her, a wave of indescribable sorrow suddenly surged in her heart.

She felt deeply that the Queen’s sacrifices were in vain.

She knew clearly that the Queen concentrated the power of the Sanctum Pool to cultivate Beast Tamers who could independently break through to the Monarch Level.

These strong individuals could play a decisive role on the battlefield against the Demon Clan.

More importantly, those wounded who had been drained by the Blood Clan needed the energy from the Sanctum Pool to recover quickly.

This was the real reason the Queen placed such importance on the Sacred Beastbond Pool.

Yet at this moment, the Queen’s well-intentioned actions were misunderstood by everyone.

The most ironic part was that the ones leading the protest were precisely those sheltered in Azurea’s rear, who had never faced the threat of the Demon Clan.

Cecilia’s eyes were filled with confusion and pain.

Why?

Why are the people the Queen protects such as these?

What is the purpose of their collaboration with the Blood Clan?

Just as Cecilia was struggling with her thoughts, she didn’t notice a figure among the crowd...

Aster Grant looked at the fervent crowd around him, frowning deeply.

He originally thought this was just The Crimson See’s routine ceremony before opening the Sacred Beastbond Pool, but he didn’t expect...

A bishop had actually turned traitor!

Even more absurdly, this bishop had imprisoned Cecilia, the Saintess!?

For Aster, this scene...

Was too much!

Had this bishop grown too comfortable in Azurea and forgotten...

Strength is the only voice of authority!

His gaze swept across the venue; besides two Low Tier Monarch Beast Tamers, the rest were almost all at the Commander Level.

With such little strength, they dare to rebel?

Aster’s mouth twitched slightly.

This bishop’s mind...

Perhaps lacks something!

Meanwhile.

On the high platform, Bishop Oz slowly approached Cecilia, his eyes gleaming with excitement, speaking in a low voice:

"Cecilia, do you see it clearly? This is the will of the people!"

"If you are sensible, tell me the entrance to the Sacred Beastbond Pool now."

"It will be good for you, for me, for everyone..."

"After all..."

He slightly turned his body, his gaze darting to the bound white-haired elder next to him, his tone icy:

"You wouldn’t want to see another bishop die because of you, would you?"

Hearing these words, Cecilia’s resolve began to waver.

The Queen had revealed to her that the Sacred Beastbond Pool was related to the Divine Pattern, urging her to ensure the safety of the Pool.

But now...

Baelgard had already fallen, and the entrance to the second Divine Pattern was occupied by the Demon Clan, meaning the Divine Pattern was likely to fall into their hands.

Since that’s the case, even if... the Sacred Beastbond Pool...

Telling Bishop Oz seems insignificant?

Moreover, the bishop being held is like family to her and the Queen...

Just as Cecilia was about to relent and reveal the entrance to the Sacred Beastbond Pool...

A figure leaped onto the high platform, and Aster decided he’d seen enough.

He needed to complete the Divine Pattern Awakening as soon as possible!

And having Cecilia disclose the Sanctum Pool’s location would only complicate matters, so he directly interrupted:

"Hold on!"

The voice clearly reached everyone’s ears.

"I think your Queen’s decision is correct; opening the Sacred Beastbond Pool to this group of Commander-level Peak Beast Tamers is a complete waste of resources."

"Why not give the chance to me instead?"

Aster’s sudden appearance caused a stir among the crowd below.

"Who is this person? I’ve never seen him before!"

"How dare he provoke the bishop at a time like this? He’s courting death!"

"Just a Commander-level aura, yet he dares to step up? He’s hopelessly reckless!"

The rising murmurs incessantly reached Aster’s ears, but he remained indifferent, focused only on Bishop Oz.

"What do you think, Bishop?"

Upon recognizing the newcomer, Bishop Oz initially tensed, suspecting they were reinforcements sent by the Queen.

But when he closely perceived Aster’s aura, a contemptuous smile surfaced on his face.

"I thought I was dealing with some formidable figure..."

"Turns out it’s just a Commander-level nobody."

This sort of person wants to meddle in this affair?

Ridiculous!

With a sneer, Oz waved his hand:

"Someone, catch this reckless youth for me!"

In his eyes, if the opponent were indeed strong, he might have had some apprehension.

But dare a mere Commander-level act presumptuous in his presence? 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Utterly laughable!

However.

What Oz failed to notice was...

Behind him, Cecilia’s pupils dilated and her eyes shone with hope the moment she saw Aster.

She knew Aster’s strength...

Back when he was only at Commander Tier One, he could already slay Monarch Level Demon Clan!

And now...

In such a short span, Aster had reached the Commander-level Peak!

This indicated his power...

Was only more terrifying!

This crisis could be averted!

The fact proved her foresight.

Most of the Beast Tamers on-site were simply Commander-level, with the strongest being only Low Tier Monarch.

Such strength...

Was not even worth considering in front of Aster!

Even his weakest subordinate, Veridia...

Could easily crush Monarch-level enemies!

Thus...

In just a few moments, Aster commanded a few beasts to effortlessly knock out all the Commander-level Beast Tamers like cutting through vegetables.

After dealing with the small fry, Aster leisurely walked up to Bishop Oz, his gaze carrying a hint of ridicule.

And at this moment, Bishop Oz was entirely incapable of processing; having stayed in the comfort of Azurea for too long, he had forgotten the most crucial truth...

Strength is the foundation of everything!

And now, the truth was in the hands of the young man before him.

Watching Aster effortlessly dismantle all forces, he finally panicked.

"Why... why are you helping the Saintess? What can she offer you? I... I can give you double!"

Hearing this, Aster couldn’t help but laugh.

"She indeed can’t give me anything."

"But..."

His gaze turned ice-cold:

"I dislike what you did to slander Black-Dragon Draconia!"

Before he could finish speaking, Aster decisively instructed Veridia to disable the bishop.

For such scum, he wouldn’t show an ounce of mercy.

Indifferent to the bishop’s wails, he approached Cecilia, unlocking her shackles:

"Saintess, I’ve saved you..."

"Shouldn’t you tell me the entrance to the Sacred Beastbond Pool?"

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