With James’s sudden appearance, the mysterious woman remained completely calm, as though nothing had changed.

However, the severely injured pagan warriors surrounding her immediately reacted, rushing forward to encircle James once again.

Crew glanced back, his face draining of color as he shouted in panic, “Stop! Do you all want to die?”

At his command, the surrounding pagan warriors finally halted, though their eyes remained locked on James, filled with vigilance, clearly afraid he might suddenly strike at their saint.

James and the mysterious woman faced each other directly—one with a calm, composed expression, the other with a blurred, unreadable face—yet the aura between them continued to rise, growing heavier with every passing moment.

After a long silence, James suddenly spoke. “An old friend?”

“So handsome…” the mysterious woman murmured softly. “I want to sleep with you.”