Chapter Seventy-Nine
Upholding the Way, immortality, benevolence, honor, and judgment.
Currently, the Central Church only has these five agents. Before the final battle between the monsters and the church, there were double digits, but now there are only five left... Strictly speaking, there are only three, as the other two are newcomers.
Their abilities are all considered secret, except for the Benevolent One, since she appears the most frequently among those present.
How can we explain how these five people, by some extraordinary means, have managed to subdue all the demons and monsters in the world?
Then let's reveal the abilities of the benevolent. Since it will be known by the most people anyway, there's no need to hide it.
The so-called ability is different from magic power and holy power, as well as rules such as elements.
Before it can be used, a space called a domain is created, and within this domain, the rules of the world are rewritten. And an ability is something that can rewrite the rules.
Oh, by the way. Domains overlap; if two domains overlap, or more, they will overlap.
Those who release domains are blessed beings bestowed by gods or demons. Blessed beings are unaffected by the domains of others.
Within the realm of the Benevolent, she can instantly restore anyone she desires to a normal state. Wounds and depletion will instantly return to normal. Whether it's poisoning, a curse, or a severe wound, as long as they can still be defined as alive, they can recover instantly, without any time interval. She can even make wound formation and healing occur simultaneously, without any cost; all she needs to do is think of it.
As for herself, although she said she was not good at fighting, theoretically she was a monster who could neither die nor get tired.
There are four more guys like this here.
Although only Benny arrived first, she sat in her seat, looking at the prepared documents.
This is what will be discussed next in this meeting, and it should have been prepared in advance by the younger generation.
Everyone else is used to arriving right on time, or simply being late. Being a few hours late is normal; as long as they make a token appearance during the final voting, that's enough.
Only two people truly cared about this meeting: the defender of honor and the adjudicator. Both were newcomers, both were very interested in this meeting.
Especially Benny, because she found something about Ark inside.
There are also lawsuits against him. This newcomer is really something, daring to cause trouble for himself.
However, at least this junior is a very principled person and will follow proper procedures to decide how to handle the situation.
But I really hate going through procedures.
Benny thought to herself, scratching her head to calm herself down a bit.
As for that younger person, they are currently at the door and have not yet come in.
It wasn't because his hand hadn't recovered yet—after all, he only needed to enter the realm of the Benevolent to recover. Rather, it was because he was communicating with his only companion.
It was a little mouse hidden in his scarf, not a very good breed, just a slightly chubby hamster.
He is feeding it a little food.
"What a kind animal lover! Why don't you bring it in? I'd like to see that cute thing too."
“There shouldn’t be any small animals in this sacred place, but if you’re coming over, I have some fries here that it loves. You can try feeding it some.” The Arbitrator turned to Benny and said, “It’s very well-behaved and won’t move around.”
“I’ve been wondering about this ever since. Why would you keep that thing?” Benny snorted at him, too lazy to pretend anymore. “I’ve seen your file. I think you’re a very cold-blooded guy. Although the people you killed were all guilty, many of them were forced into their crimes. We can spare their lives.”
"Those who make mistakes can correct them."
"Don't you already know that?"
“But the guilty must pay the price.” The man turned his head and looked very seriously into Benny’s eyes: “If sins cannot be repaid, then I cannot forgive them.”
“I don’t understand.” Benny frowned. “Please stop adding more lunatics here. Wouldn’t it be better to have a normal personality? You are the Arbiter, and the scriptures describe you as an executioner. You just need to do your job as a murderer with a guilty conscience.”
"Why should I feel guilty?" the guy suddenly asked. "I will do the job of a killer, but I will not feel guilty."
“Killers should feel remorse for their victims, that’s what a psychopath told me,” Benny paused and said, “It seems you don’t think so.”
"Pervert? I reckon the only person you'd call that is Prince Zanlinda of the Land of the Dead." The Arbiter paused, then said, "That guy was your comrade before, wasn't he? Perfect, I have some information about him..."
"Don't even think about it. That guy is a recognized security figure in my name."
"A safe demon king? You must be joking. What kind of creatures are you protecting?" The Arbiter looked very angry. "They are very unclean things. I can hardly judge how many sins he has committed. The number of mistakes that guy has already been known to be too many to count."
"So what? He's safe now, following procedures, verified, and hasn't caused any trouble recently." Benny slammed the file in her hand on the table. "Just like what's in front of you, this is a document. See, you see? This is what you'll be facing next. If you want to deal with Ark, you have to follow procedures too. Ha, no matter who you are, you have to follow procedures."
Benny slammed the documents in her hand on the table, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Because being chosen here was entirely a decision made by God, and personal opinions were not taken into consideration at all.
When she first arrived, she also experienced a lot of difficulties adjusting to the new environment. Everything required following procedures, and getting what she wanted was always a hassle.
This can be seen as a kind of restriction on them; in a sense, they are the guardians of the world. If their words truly became law, then if there were even one bad person, things would be terrible.
“I roughly know how you want to deal with me, so I’m completely at ease.” She sat back down. “You’re still pretending this is the first time we’ve met? Someone who even knows I’ve worked with that pervert must have investigated my background, right? If there’s anything you don’t know, I’ll give you a biography. I specially hired someone who can write books to write it.”
After saying all that, Benny felt a surge of joy as she looked at the guy there.
As expected of me, I've actually developed a rapport with the documents I've been working on for so long, and my handwriting has become much smoother. This guy clearly hasn't touched a document before; what's written on these few sheets of paper blatantly reveals what he wants to do.
In that case, they would be far too easy to deal with.
Just as Benny was thinking this, the atmosphere in the space suddenly changed, and an obvious murderous aura filled the entire room.
"Why?" The adjudicator's voice trembled almost as he asked.
"What do you mean, why?" Benny was getting a little angry too; this guy didn't seem very bright. "You want to go after the people I'm protecting, so I'm going to..."
"What exactly is it that you're trying to protect?" The Arbitrator didn't want to hear her finish and replied in an angry voice.
Benny indeed fell silent, because she had indeed been provoked for a short time.
Has no one ever told you not to interrupt others when they are speaking?
The entire room's tables were destroyed in an instant, along with all the decorations inside.
Before he could react, the irresistible force was released, and the Arbiter was grabbed by Benny and smashed through the entire building before crashing into the outer wall.
A tremendous roar echoed through the old building in an instant, making everything tremble.
"Could you please show some respect for your seniors?" Benny suppressed her voice, because she was now a person of status and could no longer use violence as recklessly as before.
Even so, the instantly spreading holy magic still reduced a third of the building to ruins. If the outer walls hadn't been indestructible due to special reasons, the entire building would now be destroyed.
I'm still not used to my strength; I'll need to control it a bit more next time.
Thinking this, Benny let go, allowing the guy to land on the ground. She didn't expect him to answer; from where she landed, she could roughly tell that half his body was stuck. The fact that he could still move was a good sign.
After all, her position is that of a Guardian of Honor, possessing abilities most suited for combat among all the saints. Theoretically, she is invincible, and in reality, she is practically so.
"Can you explain it now?"
She heard a voice behind her and slowly turned to look at the guy.
Logically speaking, that guy should be completely useless by now. She just dispersed the Benevolent One's Domain to delay his recovery.
Did this guy withstand my attack? Not bad, that was my full-force strike. He can even speak; he's at least worth looking at.
“Explanation? There’s not much to say. They’re my friends, and they went through a lot of interesting things with me before I became a Hero. They’re my friends, true friends.” Benny turned to look at him: “What’s your name?”
"Carlos." He slumped to the ground, not understanding why this guy would ask such a question. But his whole body was severely damaged, and moving around would be troublesome.
“I’m not asking about my name after I become a saint, but my original name.” Benny turned to look at him. “Just like how I feel disgusted when you call me Yasiri, you should have your own name too.”
“My original name was Zeng Qi. I am the youngest among my siblings. My father was lazy when it came to naming us. So he used this method to come up with the names of the seven of us.”
"You answered so frankly, because you know I've already investigated you, right?" Benny smiled helplessly: "Sure enough, don't play the trick of asking questions you already know the answer to."
"That's why I want to know why you would shelter a sinner. You are a saint and shouldn't help bad people."
“Actually, it’s not because I did these things to become a saint. You should understand, it’s because God approved of my actions that I became a saint.” Benny walked towards the ruined meeting place: “Therefore, we have this rule in our internal regulations: no matter what, the actions and beliefs of other saints cannot be questioned, because we are all recognized, and we just need to keep going. Therefore, I don’t want you to judge me in the future. If there is a next time, I will still attack you without hesitation.”
"Next time, please make sure to do it outdoors. Repairing buildings is a real hassle." A very thin man suddenly emerged from the corner, looking half-dead. "Hey, Yashiro, go and notify the repairmen."
“Your tone is making me very unhappy.” Benny’s expression turned ferocious. “Immortal, you always annoy me whenever we meet.”
"I'm annoyed as I am, but we need to clear the rubble now, and we also need to take the meeting requested by the new recruits seriously." He looked at the guy slumped on the ground: "You went too far. I can hit him anytime if I want, but don't pick a fight with him."
This guy didn't look strong at all; in fact, he was extremely thin. He was practically skin and bones, yet his height was about the same as the Arbiter's. He looked a bit like a bamboo stick. He was quite inconspicuous, with messy hair and a lifeless expression.
But Benny was completely helpless against this guy, just as the Arbiter couldn't mount any effective resistance against her, she was equally powerless against him.
"It was my fault for angering her, I don't need you to clean up after me."
The moment those words were spoken, everything around them began to change, and the damaged walls were restored.
In about three seconds, the entire hall was restored to its original state.
"An interesting ability. I'm curious." The immortal glanced at him. "Could you tell me about it?"
"It's nothing special. I've compiled the relevant documents into the submission, and a detailed explanation will be provided in a moment."
"Oh? You weren't planning on hiding anything, were you?" The Immortal nodded. "At least there aren't any malicious guys among the newcomers. Don't worry about what happened earlier; I apologize on her behalf. If nothing's going on after the meeting, would you like to grab a drink?"
"We shouldn't drink alcohol."
“He’s an unusually rigid fellow, quite rare.” The Immortal: “I neither dislike nor like rigid fellows. I retract my idea of inviting you for a drink; it would bore me.”
Then, he paused and said, "You're really unlike your predecessor. I thought God would choose someone similar to inherit this power, but neither you nor Yashiro are the ones I remember. This is really a headache. I guess I should go to sleep and escape reality."
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