Chapter 198 – The Night of the Raid

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That day, the weather was more overcast than usual, so it wouldn’t be strange if it rained at any time.

When the entire landscape begins to turn gray, the falling water drops evoke an illusion of the past.

A constant roar, a scream full of pain.

A low, fishy, ​​nasty, and crude environment is the past that we want to forget that surrounds us.

It was a life that would not be strange even if he died at any time.

Born out of love, not out of necessity.

It was only because of someone’s whim that we were able to receive our lives and be born.

There was also a case where I was dragged away to deal with customers, accepting and eating a piece of bread stained with mud.

The smell of blood and alcohol and drugs

I thought that the stench that gnawed at our souls and made our heads tingle would follow us for the rest of our lives.

However, whenever I felt such despair, I found relief in her presence by my side.

The only blood relatives left in this world, twins who are like half of me.

Unlike me who is weak, a strong child who always shows a confident appearance and tries not to lose to anyone.

We endured the ordeal as if we were supporting each other, and we lived as children of the devil.

Maybe, at that time, we may just be waiting for death to come, when this hell will end.

Until it touches a light so big and warm that it swallows up all our expectations.

We were rescued by the Order and after that we were sent to the temple of the royal capital to become priests.

It’s literally been only a year since I was rescued from hell.

Except for the occasional throbbing of old wounds, it was truly heavenly.

It’s not just me, it’s a fact that she feels too.

Slowly opening the door to the room allotted to us and going inside, we see her silently on her knees on her bed, her hands folded, offering her prayers to her.

“Sister.”

When I call her, she flinches and twitches her eyebrows, then she slowly opens her eyes and looks in my direction.

“She told me not to call her that.”

“I’m sorry…”

Her eyes were cold

There was even contempt mixed in.

There was a dark shadow in her that was not in my feelings for her.

“I-I’m sorry…”

Actually, I did remember. Her warnings her, and her disgust that returns whenever you ignore them.

Even I knew that it wasn’t something that only blood relatives could see.

But I couldn’t stop calling them by the same names. Because it was natural for me.

“Prayer… Is it over?”

“Yes. Thanks to someone. Even if you pray stronger in such a scattered state, the divine magic won’t get.”

When I said that with sarcasm, she got out of bed and came over to me.

Her short pink hair fluttered every time she walked.

Then he grabs my wrist and tries to leave the room.

“Now, wait. Where are you going?”

“It’s training. It’s a waste of time to just stay there. You should quickly become one person. To repay that person.”

I shook my head in disbelief at her words, and I raised her free arm and pointed out the window at her.

The raindrops are stronger than before, making a dull sound each time they fall.

“Training… It’s raining like this? Go, you’ll catch a cold.”

“There’s no way that a crusader who will keep order in the church and bring peace to the continent won’t get tired of rain. We’ll also train to protect ourselves with divine magic. Follow me.”

“I still can’t do that…”

When I said that, she gladd at me again and let out a big sigh.

“…Ah. That’s right. Then I’ll come alone. You’re praying here.”

“Ah, I see… That, and… If possible today… ‘That’… I’d like to… “

When I hesitantly said that, she gladed at me as if she would kill me.

“That’s no more! You learned that it was a ‘sin’ when you came here!”

“Ha, but… It was only natural there…”

Suddenly, I heard the sound of grinding my teeth loud enough to worry.

“You and I are twins…! We are blood relatives! Doing such things between blood relatives is strongly forbidden by the rules of the Church. It is a thing that defiles the soul.”

“I-I know that too…! But, since I came here, I haven’t been able to do it once… On rainy days like this, my legs throb…”

At my pained voice, she-

Just like that, she raised her arm and slapped me on the cheek.

“Do it right!! We got out of that hell and were saved! But, what are we going to do with the work we were doing in that hell…! Do you want to go back to being a beast!?”

I flinched at the sound of her tearing voice of her.

“I absolutely hate it. I will become a crusader of the Order and become a shield that protects him. You, promised to become a sword. Please wake up…!”

“Mi-I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Sister…”

Once again, her hand her was swung.

“Don’t call me like that!”

“But…! A sister is an older sister…!”

She pushed me onto the bed, grabbed me by the collar, and glared at me with a demon-like face as she spoke.

“Wrong!! That’s wrong…! No matter how much you’ve become that way now… You can’t call me that…! That’s a disrespectful act that goes against God’s providence…!”

“I don’t know… I called it that for a longer time than the time I spent here…”

“Listen carefully. I’m not your sister, I’m your sister. You’re a man, not a woman…!”

“I-I…”

She talked as if she didn’t like the fact that I was so weak.

I had no choice but to answer while crying.

“I-I’m a woman…”

I thought of myself that way, and I wanted others to think that way too.

I wanted to be with the girl I admired and of her gender.

“… You are a demon. You are denying divine precepts and betraying His favor his … A demon.”

To my words of her, she answered and let go of my collar.

“I don’t want to live with the devil and her and her siblings. Change your mind or disappear from my presence of her.”

She said that and left the door.

I shuddered once more at the sound of the door closing strongly.

What she was talking about didn’t make much sense to me.

I just close my eyes on the bed to lighten my heavy body and head a little.

At that time-

Sigh, and the door opened again.

“Oops. I thought someone was fighting because there was a loud noise here…”

“Who…?”

I heard a woman’s voice and looked up to see a brown-skinned woman with red hair standing in her early to mid-twenties.

She did not appear to be a resident of the temple, as the clothes she was wearing were different from the white gowns we were wearing.

Rather, her skintight shirt and blue pants. And it was a woman who was concerned that her breasts were a little exposed.

She adjusted her glasses a little with her fingers and then looked at me and smiled.

“This is… Huhu. You, it’s fun.”

In that sharp gaze, I feel an indescribable fear.

“Uh, I’ll call an adult.”

“Do as you please. Because ‘she’ knows that I am here… But, since you are out of the divine providence, do you deserve their help her?”

I couldn’t help but keep my mouth shut at the way she spoke, as if she saw through everything about me.

“Little ‘lady’. Shall I grant your wish…?”

Her shadow her approaching me with sweet temptation-

It was like a demon.

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“Haha…!”

Was it choking on something, or was it breathing fast to get out of fear?

Rosalia awoke, hastily getting herself up from her bed.

Sweat dripped from all over her body, and it felt as if her body had been freed from being crushed by a heavy stone.

“The dream I just had…”

Should I call it a nightmare, or should I call it a memory from one day?

However, I felt that the things I remembered and saw were slowly and quickly disappearing into the fog.

About the dreams she had, Rosaria forgot much of her again.

In such a stuffy situation, she feels her throat her dry up.

“…Water…”

In the corner of her room, she recalls, there was a water bottle and a cup, and Rosaria muttered that as she tried to get out of bed.

Then, she suddenly felt her own bed her shake.

“…?”

When Rosalia turns her head at the sudden change.

There, she found her water bottle and cup, which she was about to get, lying on her bed.

“Uh…?”

She is confused by the sudden appearance of an object that was obviously not on the bed until a while ago, but it is still late at night.

She didn’t want to cause a commotion by shouting.

Most of all, her body and head were still heavy, so she felt good about it.

I drank the water from the cup, calmed down a bit, and lay down on the bed again.

Perhaps, thinking that she might be able to continue her dream of her, she decided to go to bed quickly.

She does n’t notice the existence of the metal eye her watching her.

[… Have you seen it? Gray.]

“I saw it. Hermes.”

Gray, who was observing Rosaria in his office his, sharing the vision of Hermes, possessed by the body of a remade metal rat, answered his partner’s question.

[The one I just had… Is a transfer-type magic.]

“There was neither a chant nor a delay for activation. It is too advanced to be called her magic her.

Saying so, Gray looked at the magic tool placed on the desk.

Hidden in a small sphere, like an emerald-colored slab, it emitted a soft light.

“No applicable information… It is not magic after all.”

[Then… It’s similar to the one that hit us before.]

At Hermes’ analysis, Gray nodded.

Previously, Hermes infiltrated the Great Hall when investigating Setos at Layla’s request for her.

The Crusader who noticed the existence and attacked them at the order of the Pope.

I’m sure you said ‘Berastor’.

She, too, was using abilities that could not be explained logically.

A transference that can be activated without delay even wearing such heavy armor all over the body.

If Hermes had delayed her signal her even a little, Gray might have been caught by her there.

“It’s not similar. Perhaps, it would be correct to see it as a different expression of the same ability.”

[Same ability?]

Verastol has the ability of ‘transmission’ to transfer his body his and move it to another location.

Rosalia, on the other hand, is the ability of ‘Reception’ that uses her own body as an axis to bring other objects to her place.

There aren’t that many people who can use a high-level skill like transference.

The traits shown were showing a connection between Verastol and Rosaria.

[…However. Did you expect this and ask me to keep an eye on you?]

“No way… But, humans are originally creatures that act ‘unconsciously’. Judging from the fact that they remembered the name of a snack called ‘Forbidden’ even during the day. She may have lost her memory, but her body. .. Or unconscious. I think the memory remains in the depths of

[So, you thought that observing her would give her a clue to her her identity her…]

However, Gray sighs and leans back in her chair.

I hadn’t expected this outcome and tried to spy on her. After all, she was searching for a way to recover her memories of her as requested.

“Well. It’s almost as if you got caught. If this happens, it’s going to be a bit of a headache. …If Miss Rosaria, the terrifying temple love, has anything to do with it…”

[Why was a person related to the crusades being held in the window of a succubus? …Several questions arise.]

“It’s that sword. It’s good to have a hint, but it’s a sword that makes you scared to dig deep…”

Gray trembled in her body, and she remembered Vera Stoll again.

She looked at her as if she doubted herself with her flesh-filled eyes.

The madness in his eyes of her that could be seen inside the helmet was almost traumatic.

“And. Another one.”

Along with this, another question arises in the mind.

“Rosaria was rescued from a crappy window in her back alley her. … However, given the rarity of her abilities her, Astarothe has no reason to leave her alone in such a place.”

[Didn’t the demons not notice?]

At Hermes’ words, Gray shook her head.

“I don’t know if it’s after she lost her memory. She must have used her abilities before she lost them. That is, to resist the devil. Even to cooperate with the devil… Perhaps her rescue her itself is Astaroth’s—”

While Gray was talking that far, the sound of a door opening came to Hermes’ ears.

When Hermes hid in the shadows and looked towards Rosaria’s door, there stood a beautiful woman with white hair.

[She is… What? No matter how you look at her, she’s not a nun…]

“I don’t know… But she it does n’t seem like an ordinary person… “

“I felt a strange aura in the monastery, so I went to visit… This guy…”

Hermes and Gray may not have known, but she is ‘Anansi’, the spider god who is guarding this monastery at Cleon’s request.

“You feel something unpleasant… And, if you’ve felt it somewhere… Do you need to examine your body a bit?”

As Anansi said and stretched out her hand her to her her, something like a spider’s web stretched from her fingertips to her body her.

That moment-

Dismissed! Then, a black spark flew and cut off the spider web, leaving a small, but sharp wound on Anansi’s hand her.

“…This is- that woman’s…”

[Ah-. I hope you will be here Cleon also wore some of her hair.]

At that time, a voice that was not hers came from Rosaria’s mouth.

“You bitch…! You tricked me into contaminating Utu’s holy relic…!”

[It’s an issue. Didn’t you introduce yourself then? You seem to have changed a bit too.]

When Ishtal, who borrowed Rosaria’s body her, said so, Anansi immediately swung her thread and tried to restrain Rosaria.

However-

Awesome! And her threads her scrape her skin her, and her blood her oozes out.

[You’d better quit. Because this child doesn’t even realize that he is my ‘chess horse’. Thinking of killing an innocent person? Cleon must hate it~]

“Kuh…”

At Ishtal’s words, Anansi unwittingly drained her powers that she had placed in her thread her-Rosaria’s head her was moved out of her window.

There, there was a large garden that Eustes used for training.

[What good. Because she had to work before Cleon came back anyway. Even if it’s a little faster than planned-]

Having said that, Rosaria—no, if Ishtal snapped her fingers her with her smile her.

“So…!?”

A suspicious wave that vibrates the entire barrier in the monastery.

There was a small hole in her cobweb and the barrier connected to the spirit vein.

And the hole, like a big dimensional door.

It connects ‘here’ and ‘somewhere else’.

[Gray!]

Hermes’ urgent voice. Gray looks outside through his eyes.

There, like the gates of hell, I could see the harbingers of transition through the cracks that opened my mouth.

The feeling was similar to what Rosaria was doing earlier, but because the scale was so large, there was a brief delay.

And what you see through that gap is-

Empty-eyed women dressed entirely in black.

All of them were exuding the aura of dark magic.

Some, like demons, had grown horns and wings.

And, what stands at the forefront of them all.

A woman holding a red magic spear in her hand.

After Anansi briefly glares at Rosalia as Ishtal controls her body her, she quickly runs out of her room her.

[Huh-huh… Ahahaha!! Cleon. Thank you, thanks to you, I think I can easily get a ‘decision’… !]

After Ishtal’s high voice rang out, Rosaria fell back to bed as if her thread her had snapped.

[Come…!]

At Hermes’ words her, Gray quickly put on her clothes her and ran out of her office.

She had to deliver it to the people of Tromeia, including Rubera.

The monastery has been attacked by demons.