Chapter 94.2 – Decisive Battle at the Summit

「It seems like you can also do the rite of eucharist even if you’re an enemy!」

「As expected of an archbishop of the church. Even if you have fallen into the wrong path, the abilities given by Asama to us are evenly matched. Then, let’s settle this by our holy power!」

Did they get tired? Or were they already satisfied with their posing game?

This time, they started a normal exchange of holy magic.

「Holy lance! Holy shield! Holy lance!」

「Holy shield! Holy lance! Holy shield!」

The aerial battle of holy magic began as they shot and defended against each other’s holy lance and holy shield while their white silver wings flapped.

It looks awesome but it is so ordinary….

No, I think it’s great that they are fighting normally.

In that case, why did they have that weird posing battle earlier?

I was looking at them in dismay and then I heard a “kyaahh”. Ria suddenly lost her balance and fell to the ground.

She must have been hurt by that fall because she was lying with her face on the ground and shaking like a newborn fawn.

Eh, what’s happening?

Ria’s not the only one who fell.

At about the same time she fell, Archbishop Nicholas also screamed “Noooooooo” and fell violently on the ground.

His body even bounced a few times as he rolled with a cloud of dust.

The archbishop’s 7:3 hairstyle became a mess and his silver-rimmed glasses were bent and the lenses shattered.

His face, which had been plump and comical when he was shining while flying, is contorting with pain. Probably because of the shock from the fall.

What’s this…..

The two battered clergies stood up at the same time, shaking off the damage from the fall.

They pointed out each other and shouted “Holy lance” but nothing happened.

「Areh? Why can’t I use holy magic!」

「What did you do, filthy sister? The power of the relic “leaf of Adamo” was lost. With this, my dream can’t come true!」

「Asama, what’s happening, please, I need an answer!」

「Asama, please help this pious servant of your once more!」

While servants of the goddess mourn toward heaven, the white silver wings on their backs also withered and fell.

This is it. Perhaps their repeated blasphemies finally touched Asama’s bottom line.

As if to answer their prayers.

A white silver light shines through the clouds and two holy clubs appear. As if thrown carelessly, the clubs rolled on the ground and made a clang clang sound.

「This can’t be! Asama, this is the final battle! How can it be this unscrupulous!」

「A-Asama! How can you set such stage for your pious servant!」

「What the heck is wrong with the two of you?」

Well, what am I even asking?

「Takeru, Asama is terrible!」

「The oracle told us to settle things by beating each other with those clubs since there’s no point for a first-class saint and first-class saintess, both who certified heroes, to fight each other using holy magic.」

I knew it. Asama has had enough. Don’t you know the proverb “Even with a buddha’s face…only three times”?

I am impressed since Asama endured you for so long.

At last, the benevolent goddess has also lost her patience. You clergies did too much of what you wanted without thinking about Asama.

Now, do as the oracle says and beat each other with those clubs. I’ll watch you.

「This is terrible. That homo was using “leaf of Adamo” so he has an advantage over me. Because of that, I prepared a pair of holy relics “leaf of Eva” as my trump card but I can no longer use it!」

After saying that, Ria took off her “goddess robe” and showed me her naked body with only fig leaves covering her huge breasts and crotch.

「Oi, Ria, are you an idiot! Why are you not wearing any underwear! And don’t strip on this place!」

「I was planning to use them at the climax of our showdown so that we could see which one of us was worthy of being the true servant of Asama!」

I panicked and tried to dress Ria but the sight of Ria’s naked body caused Archbishop Nicholas to suffer.

「Guaaahhhh, how can you show such an ugly thing to me! It will stain my eyes, stain my eyes!」

「Y-you rude homo bastard! I made a special effort to show you my miraculous body because it was absolutely necessary for me to undress. How dare you call my miraculous body ugly!」

The perverted sister, who was only wearing fig leaves,  approached the homo archbishop, while her huge breasts shook.

「Gyaaaaa, stooooooppppp! Don’t show me those devil fruits! My eyesssss – rotting, my eyes are rottinggggggggg!」

「What do you mean by that? Look at this beauty, full of motherly love that makes you think it is blessed by the goddess!」