The list that the system had had to look through to find Blood Blade for him had consisted of billions of skills and most of them had been rejected because his rank had been too low.
If his rank had been even close to Valerie's he would have been able to perform the same skills with even more proficiency than she could. Of that, he was sure.
He couldn't help but lament the low rank that he was stuck with for the moment. At the same time, he vowed to himself that he would do his best to increase his rank after he escaped and reached home safely.
While he was busy plotting the chart of his future course, Dahila who had been with him for the entire duration had been suppressed by the horrid aura so badly that she had been nauseous the entire time and had found it hard to even breathe.
The divine power that Valerie was releasing had calmed her down and her physical distress vanished as if it hadn't existed at all. Moreover, she felt more comfortable by the second just by being in the presence of the sacred aura that was being released by Valerie.
Dahila started whispering to Zavier since she had seen the dumbfounded expression of Zavier as he stared at his aunt. She felt that it was quite incredulous how two people who lived together could be so ignorant about each other. The aunt hadn't known that Zavier could not only practice magic but was also so good at it while the nephew knew nothing about how competent his aunt was and what her signature skills were.
Even she had known the common knowledge about Valerie that she had found when she had looked into her which wasn't very hard because Valerie was quite famous for this skill.
She stared at Zavier for a while and decided to tell him some of the information that she had gathered about his aunt.
"Teacher Valerie is actually quite famous for this skill of hers. Do you know what a sacred skill is?"
Zavier shook his head in ignorance while Dahila wanted to stuff her face in the sand. She was wondering which mountain had this guy lived his entire life to have become this ignorant about the world. Even kids these days knew what a sacred skill was and dreamed of having one of their own and yet this highly talented genius was ignorant of it.
Dahila wondered if he was actually that ignorant or he was just pretending to be dumb and his acting skills had already reached the pinnacle. Whatever it was, she didn't want to delve into it too deep. She figured that he must have had his reasons for hiding it even from his family.
She took a deep breath and began anew.
"In this world there isn't much difference when it comes to the gap between ranks when it comes to magic. It is only a figure of how much mana you can wield, but there is a huge gap when it comes to the difference between A rank and S rank mages. The difference is the sacred skill. It is the dividing line between the A rank and the S rank. Only the magicians who could control the sacred energy proficiently could be called S-rank mages. The skill that Teacher Valerie just cast is called 'Vestal's Pray'. It is the skill that is exclusive to Teacher Valerie, meaning that there is no one else that has learned such a technique in the current world."
Dahila thought that Zavier would look amazed but instead he showed a confused expression as if he hadn't understood something. Dahila felt that she must have given him too much credit since he was unable to understand even such a thing.
"Then wouldn't she be an S class mage according to what you just said. She has already learned a sacred skill."
Dahila finally understood the reason for his confusion and finally felt at ease considering that she had almost labelled him to be an imbecile without even giving him a chance to explain.
"She hasn't got enough control over the energy as you have seen for yourself. She had to gather the energy slowly just to cast this one skill. Though I am sure that if she isn't already an S rank mage, she is the closest to reaching it in the current world as she is the only A-rank mage who is able to cast a sacred skill."
Only through her words did Zavier gather how awesomely talented and prodigious Valerie actually was. What he had previously witnessed or heard about her didn't even come close to describing her true potential.
Zavier could feel his own horizons expanding with every word that Dahila uttered. He only now begun to acknowledge and appreciate what he had been given. He had been given the most terrifying potential that this world had ever seen. If he managed to reach the peak in any of the systems, he would definitely be far beyond the peak of this world.
When Zavier saw the stance that Valerie had taken to cast the skill, he had thought that the skill must have been some kind of buff skill that raised offensive attributes or some kind of protection spell given the feeling of intimacy and comfort that all of them had been feeling ever since she released her aura.
But what transpired next, shook his beliefs and forecasts to the very core. He had failed to consider that the skill had never been cast with them as the target so they couldn't feel how oppressive the skill truly was. Only Kyouko who was racking up her defences knew the horror of it.
Zavier witnessed the execution of skill that practically rained down palms from the sky. It was nowhere close to the merciful and kind aura that Valerie emitted nor was it a buff skill. It was a purely offensive skill that rained heavenly wrath on to the target in succession.
The current Valerie had numerous golden palms behind her at the moment. Her figure seemed to be too small when compared with the palms that floated behind her but there was no doubt that at that moment, she was the only deity there and the palms all formed the essence of her wrath.
Divine golden palms rained down one after the other and fell on Kyouko as she tried to resist with a shield barrier that she had cast for herself with the black flame. The result was that the barrier dissipated with the very first hit and was blown to nothingness.
The second palm managed to break down all her defences and almost managed to reach her body. But before it could have laid her body to waste, Kyouko managed to dodge it at the last moment.
Kyouko had figured out the strength of the palm from the first hit that had dissipated her flame barrier and had therefore known that she didn't have the strength to defend against it at all.
However, the attack didn't stop just because she managed to avoid the first and second hit. It was a volley of attacks each stronger than the last. Following the second came the third, the fourth and the fifth and so on. The palms kept thrusting towards the punching bag that Kyouko had become and each and every hit landed on her squarely since she had been unable to escape.
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