The Breaking Point

Everyone has their own negative emotions.

But what makes a human being human is the ability to exercise restraint, to suppress those feelings, and to judge the situation appropriately.

Yet, there are times when a person can no longer control themselves.

For instance, when they are backed into a corner.

What Fiona was doing now didn't exactly count as backing Olivia into a corner yet.

Her development within the church was far beyond Fiona's imagination; even at this stage, she still possessed enough power to protect herself.

However, Fiona was unaware of these hidden cards. Despite that, she continued to pressure Olivia so relentlessly, clearly showing a side of herself that cared nothing for Olivia's life or death.

So, even if there was still room for maneuver, and even if her path forward wasn't completely blocked, the spring in the depths of her heart was finally beginning to snap under the tension.

Olivia knew that perhaps it was time to make a choice.

A risky choice.

"Lady Fiona, you've said a lot, but there is still one thing I don't understand. What does the organization need so much money for?" Olivia asked.

"That's none of your business. You just need to provide the money," Fiona said impatiently.

She felt she had said enough today and had given Olivia plenty of face.

In the organization, she was the one with the higher status. What right did the other girl have to ask so many questions?

She couldn't help but think of Thales and the advancement materials he had prepared for her.

Soon. She would soon obtain those materials.

"Don't test my patience any further, Olivia. You should know what you need to do, right?" Fiona said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Yes, I understand. I'll prepare enough money for you when I get back. It won't take long—probably by tomorrow," Olivia began to talk nonsense.

Fiona was very satisfied upon hearing this. She nodded and said, "It's good that you've come to your senses. I'll be going now and will come for the money tomorrow. Move quickly; don't make me wait too long."

After saying this, Fiona turned around, making a move to leave.

Watching Fiona's back, Olivia's expression became extremely cold.

The Rose Legion—she had truly had enough of it.

Fiona—she had also had enough of her.

She raised her hand and placed it on the necklace around her neck; it was her weapon, Cross Grace.

However, before she could strike, Fiona suddenly whipped around and fixed a deadly stare on her. "Olivia, what do you think you're doing?"

As she spoke, Fiona had already chosen to strike. Her five fingers twitched rapidly, and one invisible thread after another sliced through the air. They fell like a massive net, instantly covering Olivia within their reach.

Olivia showed no sign of surprise. Her expression was calm as a flash of red light suddenly bloomed from the Cross Grace in her hand, as if a ball of fire were condensing upon it.

Wrathful Slash!

The previous exchange had allowed enough anger to gather in Olivia's heart. At this moment, as she swung the Wrathful Slash, the red light on Cross Grace nearly exploded, its intensity so thick that the entire living room was bathed in a vivid crimson.

Boom!

Cross Grace collided with the invisible threads, but it sounded as if it had struck invisible steel. An ear-piercing clash erupted, and showers of sparks sprayed outward.

After the collision, both sides retreated.

Olivia immediately activated the arrangements she had made in her home, causing a barrier to form quickly. It surrounded the entire house to prevent any of the commotion from leaking out.

"Olivia, are you insane? You actually dare to raise a hand against me?" Fiona's gaze became extremely dangerous. Her light red hair danced even without wind—a sign that magic was surging.

Although it was she who had attacked Olivia first just now, she knew that even if she hadn't, Olivia would have made a move against her.

When Olivia changed her attitude earlier and agreed to give the money, Fiona had felt a seed of suspicion despite her joy. Olivia's previous stance had been so firm; a sudden change didn't necessarily mean she was convinced by Fiona's words. It could also mean she had developed thoughts she shouldn't have.

As a mid-level member of the Rose Legion, Fiona's experience was by no means shallow. She had seen all sorts of things and possessed ample intuition.

Therefore, she had kept a guard against Olivia. While she had seemed to turn away, she had actually been using other means to observe her.

Because of this, she was certain—certain that Olivia intended to attack her!

Olivia had no intention of defending her actions. She simply said composedly, "Yes. You were too aggressive; I have no choice but to kill you."

She no longer hid her intentions.

The moment she finished speaking, she charged forward again. Cross Grace was like a burning flame, suddenly closing in on Fiona's face, the light reflecting off Fiona's ugly expression. Fiona hadn't expected things to reach this point, but she wasn't worried that Olivia could cause any real trouble for her.

Though this girl was growing fast and doing well in the church, in the end, she was just a Sensate.

And Fiona was a Transcender!

Fiona raised her hand and made a grasping motion. The ground in front of her suddenly cracked open, and a giant stone figure rose up. It quickly blocked her path and swung its arms at Olivia.

Bang!

Cross Grace collided with the stone puppet, sparks flying everywhere. The massive roar made the entire house tremble.

'So this is a Puppeteer?'

Olivia whispered in her heart.

She naturally knew which transcendent path Fiona followed. That path was known as the Puppeteer, possessing various abilities related to puppet manipulation.

In fact, Fiona's current range of abilities was no secret to Olivia; she had learned them through the magic mirror long ago.

Seeing her opponent create a puppet, Olivia's long golden hair began to flutter. Then, an unfathomable aura emanated from her body, causing Fiona's heart to skip a beat in an instant.

What's going on?

Fiona, who had been planning to take Olivia down, felt a subtle sense of dread. She looked at Olivia with suspicion.

She was actually sensing a feeling of horror from a mere Sensate? How was this possible?

Before Fiona could figure it out, Olivia's pupils suddenly changed. A crimson luster shot out from her left eye, and the entire eyeball turned an intense scarlet.

At this moment, the aura radiating from Olivia was that of a powerhouse.

Fiona had seen powerhouses before and knew what their aura was like, but no matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn't understand why the same aura was appearing on Olivia.