I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 691

“Miss Verafia, can I borrow your staff?”
“Miss Verafia?” Hearing her voice, Shiel raised her light gold eyes in shock.
Shiel knew that the beautiful girl before her was actually a much more powerful mage than herself, or perhaps, had a more noble status. However, without magic, she was truly as delicate and fragile as the petted girl in her eyes.
Borrowing her staff… was it because the girl was worried about Ig, who was barely holding on under the sword of ice? Would she be in danger if she rushed forward recklessly?
However, although Verafia’s voice was soft, she was not asking for her opinion. Her fair and delicate slender hand gently grasped the staff in Shiel’s hand, and her golden, beautiful eyes held an indescribable convincing power.
By the time Shiel came to her senses, she found that she had unconsciously handed over the staff.
“Shiel, are you worried about me? But… nothing will happen. I am not a frail young lady who always needs to be taken care of.”
A faint smile appeared on Verafia’s cheeks, and her pleasant voice sounded gently.
She gently grasped the staff in her hand. It had been a long time since she had used a physical staff like this. The last time she used it was when she was with Ig to conceal her identity, and she obtained it from the trade union’s exchange.
As a god of flame, ordinary spellcasting did not require the enhancement of a staff like human mages. With a thought, the power of flame could be used by her, easily achieving the ultimate spells of Saint-level, or even legendary mages, with all their might.
Even if she needed to disguise herself, her blazing divine power could also transform into a flaming staff, which was far more useful than the staffs painstakingly crafted by Saint-level mages with thousands of gold.
Her slender jade fingers grasped the staff. Shiel’s staff was as tall as half a person. The white shaft was lustrous and radiant, with golden threads inscribed with elegant and gorgeous patterns. The magic stone at the top flickered with a faint light.
However, this staff, with its exquisite appearance like a pampered noble lady’s, used to display her status, was considered quite useful in Verafia’s eyes.
“Miss Verafia.”
Azer suddenly blocked her path. His hand was on his sword, and his expression was sincere.
“Moreover, you and Ig are in danger because you saved me… Let me go instead. At least, I can help Ig and delay Kaino.”
“Yes. Brother Azer is right.”
Shiel also hurriedly said from behind, “Miss Verafia doesn’t have magic and is not suitable for combat. Azer and I can at least hold him back, and perhaps, we can hold on until Sister Irene and the others arrive.”
As she spoke, the pink-haired girl’s gaze turned to the other side. In the field, it was not only Ig and Kaino, but also Ophi and Trist who were fighting.
The moment Cardinal Bro was killed and the Saint Domain collapsed, a magical barrier divided the space of the Inquisition.
Furthermore, the soldiers who had died under the pressure of the Saint Domain and were possessed by the will of the frost calamity had spawned snow offspring, and at the same time, outside the Inquisition, the frost calamity followers who had intruded were fighting with them.
However, as long as they could hold back Kaino, and Irene, and Tais arrived… even if Kaino, who had devoured the heart of the frost calamity, was strange, they would definitely be able to kill him.
As long as Kaino was killed and his heart of the frost calamity was retrieved, this conspiracy planned by the frost would surely be resolved?
This was what Shiel thought.
“No. Now, whether it’s delaying him or even killing him, it doesn’t mean much.”
Although the girl did not say it, Verafia had probably guessed most of it.
“Miss Verafia, are you saying…” Shiel’s voice sounded confused.
She just shook her head, her slender fingertips lightly brushing through the golden threads under her pure white hood.
Her golden eyes fell on Kaino, who was clashing with Ig with the “Sword of Frost Calamity,” and had almost become a similar ice and snow monster.
She could see that the strength of this youth, swallowed by frost and ice, was still constantly increasing.
This was because the laws of ice were constantly eroding and transforming his physical body.
But, it wasn’t just that.
Her slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and a translucent ice crystal refracted light into her eyes. The tall tower in the Inquisition had suffered considerable damage from the impact of the battle, allowing glimpses of the sky and the moonlight.
The night was still quiet, yet thin layers of ice had formed on the broken walls.
It was indeed a miscalculation. She should have taken out Filir’s dragon scale and blasted him to death back then. Instead of worrying that there was a shadow of star god fragments behind this person.
Verafia felt a hint of regret. She reopened her eyes, and a slightly colder color tinged her scorching gold. She turned her head seriously.
“Shiel, if possible, you and Azer should leave as soon as possible.”
After speaking, she lowered her head and looked at the red-haired girl beside her who was looking up with her small face but had maintained silence, and softly called out, “Little Niya.”
“Yes, Sister Veer.”
The red-haired loli nodded her small head vigorously and offered her tender little hand to the girl’s slender jade hand.
A trace of flame’s radiance lit up on the translucent magic stone at the top of the staff.
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The cold frost wind collided with Ig’s “End,” and the surging tide still carried a coldness capable of freezing everything, stirring the girl’s pure white robe.
However, the flame magic lingering on the staff melted the frost, and what fluttered on her pure white face was only a warm breeze.
— Of course, this was not because Verafia had regained her magic, or was using the divine power she had sealed herself.
Her slender palm gently held Niya’s tender palm. The scarlet and scorching hot demonic power of the red-haired loli flowed endlessly from their touching skin and condensed on the staff held by Verafia.
Niya was once a fire spirit of a fire pigeon. It was because of a drop of her fiery divine blood that she transformed into her current life form.
If, according to the gods, Niya should be a subordinate favored by the girl.
It could be said that Niya’s own demonic power was very compatible with Verafia.
Moreover, in the past half month, Niya had also eaten a lot of flame crystals formed from fragments of Verafia’s divine blood. Her demonic power, even for the current Verafia, could be tried to borrow.
“Although… there has been considerable depletion, it should be barely enough to reach the demonic power intensity of a crystal mage. It should be enough.”
Verafia’s slender hand held the staff, and the flame’s radiance dyed the entire stirred wind, merging with a strand of blowing golden silk.
Magic ignited at the top of the staff.
“Veer, why are you here!”
Suddenly, a startled boy’s voice came from the vast ice fog.
Ig, his nerves taut, barely managed to use “End” to block the “Staff of Mistetinn” which had turned into an ice blade after his holy sword’s phantom was frozen and shattered by frost, suddenly sensed Verafia’s approach, and his face showed a flicker of panic.