Saintess? Not Anymore! I'd Rather be a Destroyer-Chapter 380 - 317: Trouble

I’m back! School is over and I’m on vacation!!! Yayaya, I’m so happy! School has been hectic. But atleast now I can finally spend some time for my books. If there are any plot holes I haven’t addressed pls do tell me.

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"Aurianna!" Elena called out. Her face had gone pale-blue; she clutched at her chest as if someone had reached inside and squeezed.

Aurianna’s smile vanished. She let her mana and aura loosen, slowly, like a tide receding, and the heavy pressure pressing on everyone in the courtyard dissolved into ordinary air.

"Are you trying to kill me?!" Elena gasped, finally able to expand her lungs and breathe without effort. She stared at Aurianna, eyes wide and accusing.

"I, " Aurianna began, then stopped. "I didn’t mean it."

"You have to be careful!" Elena snapped, though the tremor in her voice betrayed the fear.

Aurianna’s jaw tightened; she bit back whatever answer had been forming and forced a frown into something softer. Before she could say anything else, she turned and noticed Lorei curled on the ground, shoulders shaking.

"Scram," Aurianna muttered coldy.

Lorei scrambled to her feet, tears bright on her cheeks. "Ah, yes!" she stammered, stumbling away.

"Aurianna!" Batholem’s shout made both girls look up. He was already running, and Peter followed in his wake.

"Oh, Batholem." Aurianna’s said calmly.

"What was that?" Batholem asked as he skidded to a stop. His voice was sharp with concern. "Your aura, everyone felt it."

"Relax." Aurianna shrugged, trying to be casual. "It was nothing important."

Batholem gave her a long, unimpressed look. "It better be."

Peter sank onto the curved seat beside Aurianna with a chuckle. "First day of classes and you already causing trouble."

"I want the whole story," Batholem said, sitting down beside Elena, eyes still flicking toward Aurianna.

"I’m too tired to talk about it." Elena’s voice was small. "Just, don’t make me relive it."

Aurianna’s expression smoothed. "I’ll tell you later. Calm down."

"And don’t you two want to eat?" she added, staring pointedly at the pair.

"Of course we do! Batholem, let’s go get our food," Peter said, pushing himself up with a grin and heading toward the canteen.

They returned minutes later, plates in hand.

"I think I might go insane if I’m stuck in days like this forever," Aurianna sighed, poking at her food with the tip of a fork.

"Why though?" Elena asked, brow furrowing. "This is normal. Normal is fine." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Too boring," Aurianna murmured. Her eyes wandered to the window staring at the courtyard, where students sat outside as well, chatting. "I want... something more."

Batholem looked at her, then, quietly: "I think this pace of life would be nice. More time together, more steady, no problems. I like it."

"How adorable," Peter teased, earning a sharp elbow from Batholem.

"Don’t make fun of it," Batholem said, pouting. "Do you not want to spend more time with everyone? Is that a crime?"

"Chill," Peter said, raising both hands. "I never said I didn’t. I like it too. Besides, there are missions, " he added, as if that explained everything, "we actually get to leave the school sometimes."

"Missions?" Aurianna’s eyebrow lifted.

"Yeah," Peter said, delighted to explain. "There’s a mission board. Students can take on certain tasks that let them go beyond the academy grounds."

"Can’t students contact their families then?" Aurianna asked, suspicious.

Peter’s mouth twisted. "I heard the school somehow always knows and they get punished according to the rules due to how severe it is. It’s mostly cases where they report what happens in school. So even if they talk to their families they can’t say anything that happens in school. Probably some type of spell."

Batholem’s smile faded. "I wanted to talk to my sister," he admitted.

Peter nudged him with an elbow. "You’ll get a chance. So long as you don’t ask your sister to kill someone in the school, "

"I’d never do that!" Batholem protested, reddening.

"I know, I know," Peter laughed. "You’d never be that dramatic."

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In the Promised Land Winki. In the palace of the Sacred. On the throne sat Kielbasa, wrapped in robes that were soft, pink, edged with white. His features were delicate, like a porcelain doll, it was sometimes hard to tell if he was truly a man or a woman.it was sometimes hard to tell if he was truly a man or a woman. His eyes, a pink colour, were bored and stared down at the subordinate kneeling before him.

"So she’s alive," Kielbasa said with a tilt of his head.

"Yes, Sacred." The subordinate’s hands trembled as she folded them together. "There are reports, she was seen at the Mystical Academy, in the lands under the Church of Light and the Church of Peace."

Kielbasa’s expression did not change. "Hiding with them makes sense. We cannot afford to provoke those churches simply to flush her out."

She was in the hall already but hearing the conversation she decided to join in. "Sacred Kielbasa, do we even have hope of attacking her? The High God has... an interest in her." Her words stumbled.

Kielbasa waved a slender hand. "That High God is capricious, I doubt he’d care. Besides, my mother," he paused, a smile that was not quite kind touching his lips, "assures me there is no cause for concern."

Gray swallowed. "But, " she began, then faltered under his gaze.

Kielbasa’s tone shifted as he considered the report. "However I do have to worry about whatever god is supporting her. Afterall she did turn time and could probably be a very powerful goddess. But seeing the High god wasn’t afraid of them I doubt they are that powerful. What’s more I heard the High god warned them so I doubt they’d try that again."

Gray drew in breath, the tremor in her words honest now. "Sacred, your first attempt to kill her failed. You can only strike once at a target with that specific spell of yours. I... I do not wish for us to make an enemy of someone capable of surviving your attack."

Kielbasa’s eyes narrowed, his voice becoming cold. "Did my church raise cowards, Gray?"

"No, no, Sacred!" Gray cried, dropping to a deeper bow. "I do not say she is unbeatable. I only worry about cost. Her level, what truly is her level?"

"I heard she’s almost a primordial human," the subordinate answered hurriedly.