As Aldred summoned all of his cards for the battle, his wives ran to him.
"What are you doing? Get out of here!"
"We will not let you fight alone!" His wives shouted.
Everyone including Kiara stood beside him.
"Ivette," Bishop Horris called. "You are our hero candidate. Please come with us and return to the fatherland."
Ivette shook her head and brandished her snow-white sword. "My place is here. I am thankful that the church give me this power, but I cannot go to Montcresia yet."
"What about you Sister Mira?"
"I also cannot return to the abbey, Your Excellency."
"Have you all lost your mind? This is an order by the church. How can you defy the church?! Fine, if you are not coming with me willingly, I will use force."
"Your Excellency, please don't use force and return to Montcresia. I will someday return after I finish my journey."
"Is your journey more important than the church, Sister Mira? Have you possibly lost your faith?"
"I would never."
"Your action doesn't dictate that."
"You misunderstood me. My intention has always been to spread hope all over the world, and this boy can help me do it." She looked at Aldred.
"He's a Ceraisian!"
"He's different."
"They are all the same! They all love killing! This is your last warning. Return or you will no longer be considered as our own."
Mira closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I am sorry, Your Excellency. I cannot lie to my heart."
"Then so be it."
The old man raised both of his arms. "Holy Magic: Battle Warrior Blazer!"
A holy light crashed upon him from above, and when he stepped out, a body of white flame blazed around him. He then glared at Aldred. "It's because of you. You poisoned their mind. I will kill you and cleanse their soul."
"I will kill you before you can do that."
"We will see." Bishop Horris charged forward, raising his right arm. Suddenly, a bright fire burst forth from his arms and it formed into a blazing sword of white fire.
"Holy Magic: Blazing Cut!"
SHIIING!
Aldred raised his shield and blocked the attack. White a flame burst in every direction, but he was unscathed.
Frowning, Stella reached out with her hands and blasted the bishop with her spells. Star particles flew everywhere creating large explosions.
Aldred was about to rush forward, but Simond appeared and disrupted him. "You have too many enemies."
"They are your enemies too," Aldred said.
Simond, Bishop Horris, York, Xoros, Thinker, and winged-man Alark all considered each other enemies and wanted to kill each other.
Xoros pounced on Thinker's large mecha and attacked ferociously with his claws. "Fucking Duria's robots! I hate your kind!"
Thinker fought the lion-man and their battle was worth a story on its own.
Aldred roared, and slashed at Simond, cutting three of his fingers.
Simond took a few steps back and saw the blood leaking out from his fingers.
"You're not the only one who can regrow limbs." Simond raised his left hand, and all of his fingers grew.
York jumped at Aldred and swung her scabbard. Aldred hated the guts of these pirates. She was a woman but wore clothes that made her look like a man. Not to mention she wore a terrifying red skull as a mask.
"Why did you chase me this far?"
"At first, I am looking for revenge, but now I want that ring as well."
"NO!" Simond roared and kicked her.
York raised her leg, blocking the kick.
"That ring belongs to the Ceraisian Empire. I will not let anyone take it."
"Fuck. It's just a ring. It has no special effect. All it can do is make you indestructible for a few seconds. And I heard there will be consequences, although I don't think that is true."
Bishop Horris was shocked when he heard that. With trembling lips, he said: "Ring of Doarus... that's one of the abilities of that ring. Who gave you that?"
"Ring of Doarus?" York glanced at Aldred. "Give me that ring."
"No. Even though it doesn't have much use, the Empress gave it to me, and I will protect it."
Meanwhile, Thinker heard that and sent the information to his master.
Even Xoros, the lion-man, stopped attacking Thinker after hearing the name of the ring. "Ring of Doarus? That ring of myth?"
Aldred stepped back. "Why do you want this ring so much?"
"You know nothing, boy," Bishop Horris said. "Give me that ring. It will do you no good keeping it."
"The more you all want it, the more I want to protect it."
Bishop Horris frowned. "Everyone, let's kill him first before we fight for the ring."
"No," Simond said. "I will not let any of you have the ring."
Bishop glared at him. "If that is the case, I will kill all of you first."
Bishop Horris suddenly flashed in front of Simond.
Simond snorted and slashed at him, and their blade clashed.
One was dark, and the other was light.
"Light kills dark. Have you ever heard of that?" Bishop Horris said.
Suddenly, the bishop widened his eyes as blood trickled from his lips.
When Horris fell to the floor, Simond saw the masked pirate standing with a bloodied sword.
Without a word, the pirate rushed forward and attacked him.
Simond frowned, but he didn't say anything and parried all the attacks before performing a counterattack.
York gracefully leaped backward and pointed the sword at him. She fired the trigger, firing a small steel ball at Simond.
Simond was shocked by that. He didn't expect the sword was also a long-range weapon. Raising his sword, he blocked the ball. His feet dragged backward for a few meters.
"You have grown, Simond."
Simond glared at the masked pirate. "Don't talk to me, filthy pirate!"
As Simond and York fought, Aldred was fighting against three people: Xoros, Thinker, and Commodore Alark.
Simond saw this and was about to attack the people that attacked Aldred. He cannot let anyone take the ring.
But York blocked his path.
"Get out of my way!"
"Not until you defeat me."
