Sir Illeion Volten, the Commander of the Order of the Holy Knights, left the stadium with his attendants.0

“So, this was what she had planned to do to make her use her Divine Power?”0

“… It seems she thought Olivia wouldn’t forfeit,” one of the accompanying holy knights remarked briefly.0

Radia Schmidt… 0

Though not quite at Olivia Lanche’s level, she was still a highly promising and powerful holy knight candidate and was more than ready for real combat. 0

Volten hadn’t fully believed her words. She claimed to know of a way to restore Olivia’s faith, and he was curious about what that could be. But all Volten had seen was Olivia choosing to forfeit rather than watch a friend die or use her Divine Power to win.0

Why had she believed that such a method would work? Then again, it seemed she had no choice but to try that method. 0

In any case, Radia Schmidt was far more extreme than Illeion Volten had anticipated. Volten knew well that extremism, regardless of its nature, was dangerous. He could see the fanatical obsession Radia Schmidt had for Olivia in her eyes.0

“Radia Schmidt doesn’t seem like the type to give up easily…”0

“… I agree, sir.”0

It was clear that Radia Schmidt, having failed to achieve her goal, would likely cause more trouble. 0

“What do you think of the possibility that Radia Schmidt is connected to the Nameless Monastery?” one of Volten’s attendants cautiously whispered in his ear.0

He considered this for a moment. “They do tend to attract such extremist...2