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Kiba Yuto responded respectfully.

He withdrew the sword formation he had set up, gripped the knight's sword again, and his aura surged once more.

Irina, who was opposite him, was startled by his cold gaze and snapped out of her shock at her companion's defeat.

She looked at the imposing Kiba Yuto, then at the dejected Xenovia beside her, and gritted her teeth.

"I...we..."

She meant to say we admit defeat.

But Griselda's stern gaze made her swallow those two words.

Chapter 181 The Test Ends, Kiba Yuuto Grows

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A crisp snap of the fingers pulled everyone back to reality from the pale arena.

The familiar aroma of black tea filled the nostrils again, but the atmosphere in the Paranormal Research Department was even more tense than before.

Genovia Quata stood there, looking lost and dejected, her eyes vacant and her pupils unfocused.

She stared blankly at her right hand, then at the woman opposite her who was sheathing her sword.

Lost.

Wielding the Holy Sword of Destruction - ExcaliburDestruction, and hailed as a genius of the Church's younger generation, he lost to an unknown, pure woman.

Moreover, it was a complete defeat.

From swordsmanship and mentality to willpower, he was utterly crushed by his opponent.

Her entire worldview was shattered in that short competition, then crushed into dust on the ground.

"how come……"

She murmured to herself unconsciously, her voice barely audible.

“How could I…the warrior of my lord…be defeated by…a mere mortal…”

Irina rushed to her side, supporting her swaying body, her face filled with worry and anxiety.

"Xenovia! Cheer up!"

Griselda Quarta's face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water.

She lost.

The church suffered a crushing defeat before its archenemy, the devil.

Her meticulously planned psychological warfare, and her two sworn sisters whom she was so proud of, all became a joke in front of that man named Zhou Ye.

[That despicable man! He planned everything from the very beginning!]

Griselda forcibly suppressed the anger and humiliation in her heart; she knew that now was not the time to lose her composure.

She slowly walked up to Genovia, reached out her hand, and gently patted her shoulder.

The movement carried a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"Xenovia".

Her voice regained its previous calmness, but beneath that calmness lay an unfathomable chill.

"In life, there will always be times when you fail."

"The important thing is to get up from where you fall."

She turned to Irina, who was also pale.

“Irina, you too.”

“Mmm…” Irina bit her lip and nodded heavily.

“…I understand.” After a long pause, Xenovia managed to squeeze out a few words, her voice hoarse.

[Oh, so you've started post-war psychological counseling?]

Zhou Ye leaned against the wall, picked up the glass of soda again, and looked at it with great interest.

[This woman is truly a leader; her thick skin and mental fortitude are top-notch. Just a moment ago she was furious, like she was about to eat someone alive, and now she can act like nothing happened and start spouting motivational platitudes.]

After calming her subordinates, Griseldaquata turned around and faced Rias and Zhou Ye again.

Her gaze passed over Rias and landed directly on Zhou Ye.

That look was extremely complicated.

There was fear, anger, and resentment, but more than anything, there was a sense of powerlessness.

"Rias Germain".

She spoke, her voice calm, yet it sounded as if she were acknowledging a certain fact.

"His Majesty Lucifer has indeed chosen a good husband for you."

"You demons have really struck it rich this time."

Upon hearing this, Rias's cheeks flushed again, but more than that, she stood tall with pride.

She glanced at Zhou Ye beside her, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

Did you hear that? Even the enemy acknowledges your excellence!

Zhou Ye pursed his lips, inwardly complaining.

"Hit the jackpot? Hit the jackpot? It's like winning the lottery! A man as outstanding as me is hard to find even with a lantern."

Griselda didn't waste any more words; all she wanted now was to leave this suffocating place as soon as possible.

"Then, according to the previous agreement."

She said every word.

"The fallen angel cadre Kokober is the target that you demons are responsible for dealing with."

"Our church will focus on recovering the holy sword."

After saying that, she stopped looking at the reactions of the crowd and turned to support the still dazed Genovya.

"let's go."

Two combat nuns, along with a calm and collected leader, arrived with great momentum but left in a sorry state.

In particular, Genovia was practically dragged and carried away by Griselda and Irina.

The oppressive atmosphere only dissipated when the old school building's gate was slammed shut.

"call--"

Rias let out a long sigh of relief, relaxed completely, and leaned back on the sofa.

"They're finally gone. That woman was too much pressure on people."

Himejima Akeno smiled and poured her another cup of black tea.

"Hehe, Minister, you've worked hard. But it's really satisfying to see the church people get their comeuppance."

Cang Na adjusted his glasses and calmly analyzed, "We achieved a complete victory in this confrontation. Not only did we reach a preliminary agreement on cooperation, but more importantly, we completely crushed their arrogance. This gives us a significant advantage in handling the Kokober incident later."

She looked at Zhou Ye, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

All of this is thanks to this man.

Just then, everyone's eyes in the room turned to one person.

Yuto Kiba.

"Yuto!"

Rias was the first to stand up, her face filled with genuine joy and excitement.

"Great! You did it!"

"Yeah, Kokiba was so cool just now!" Akeno Himejima said, covering her mouth with a smile.

"Congratulations, Kiba-kun." Sona smiled as well.

Yuto Kiba stood there, feeling the care and congratulations from his companions, his eyes slightly warm.

He looked down at his hands, where the sensation of wielding the demonic sword still seemed to linger.

The inner demons that had plagued him for years—the hatred and pain stemming from the Holy Sword Project—seemed to have been truly severed in that exhilarating battle just now.

No, it's not about cutting off.

It is transcendence.

He looked up, a bright, sunny smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.

That smile dispelled the gloom that had been hanging over his brow.

"Minister, Senior Zhu Nai, President..."

He bowed deeply to everyone.

"thank you all."

Then, he turned around and solemnly walked towards Zhou Ye and Saeko Busujima.

"Zhou Jun, senior student from Poison Island."

His tone was filled with genuine gratitude.

"Thank you. Without your help, I might never have been able to break free from the shackles of the past."

“I always thought I had to destroy all the holy swords to find liberation. But today I realize that what I truly need to do is not to destroy them, but to become stronger than them, strong enough to protect everything I want to protect!”

Saeko Busujima sheathed her sword and nodded slightly to him.

"It's good that you've come to this understanding. Your sword should not be bound by hatred."

Zhou Ye waved his hand lazily.

"Alright, alright, stop getting so emotional."