## Chapter 511 – Associate Priest Kim Kat

“Darkie… are you done talking with that demon bastard? Ugh, disgusting. Darkie, just kill it quickly. Killing things like that quickly is more beneficial to the world.”

Winea, approaching hesitantly, pointed at Bügal-dagger with her staff, uttering perfectly reasonable words. She wore a truly disgusted expression.

ㅡ…!

As if feeling insulted by those words, Bügal shuddered. This bastard dared to disrespect Winea! I immediately punished it by slamming the blade into a rock.

ㅡClang!

“Kahaaaak…! Stop! Please stop!”

Is this bastard just overreacting?

If it’s a demon sword, I’ll be fighting like this all the time… Well, I guess. The impact of simply slashing with a sword and slamming it into a rock with all your might is different.

Originally, doing such things is disrespectful to the sword. A sword is just a tool for cutting people, not a hammer.

But Bügal deserved to be disrespected.

“Why don’t you just shut up when I tell you to? Didn’t your mom teach you to be quiet?”
“…!”

The bastard quickly shut his mouth, realizing the situation.

I couldn’t stand it.

“Answer me, you son of a bitch!”
“Y-yes, I understand! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”
“I told you to shut up, you bitch!!!! You’re ignoring me again!”
“Uwaaaaaaak!!!”

I endlessly slammed the rock, launching a devastating mental attack on Bügal. There’s nothing more terrible than being scolded with such absurd nonsense.

ㅡShudder.

When I stopped the abuse, the completely chipped blade slowly began to repair itself.

Its regenerative power is amazing.

By using the murderer to collect blood and pain, and finally extracting the murderer’s body and soul, it has become possible to exert this power even in the real world.

Even with an incomplete incarnation, it can regenerate like this… It seems it really is a powerful demon.

A regenerating sword is quite tempting. Seeing it regenerate like this, there’s no need to manage it. That’s why demon swords are overpowered weapons.

“Hehehe, you Bügal bastard. You said you want human blood, pain, and negative emotions, right? I think our friend Bügal can provide those things without having to find them from humans.”
“Heueuk…! Heuk! W-why… whyyy…!”
“Weakling. Don’t cry.”

Why are you crying like a Tonez?

“It’s going to be even more terrible from now on.”
“T-then! Weren’t you going to spare me!”

Bügal, who had been sobbing, screamed in a fit.

As expected, whether human or demon, they don’t want to die. The more lightly they regard the lives of others, the more heavily they value their own. Bügal was one of those.

“Hehehe, I might spare you. But you’ll suffer a fate worse than death.”
“This is crazy!”

I drew the Brass Celestial Church’s dagger and used sword energy to chop him into pieces. Bügal screamed in agony, turning into five pieces of blade.

I carefully wrapped them in cloth and carried them.
Anyway, the incident is resolved.

Let’s stop by the village and then return to the city.

“Seriously, Darkie… you’re even threatening a demon. What if something goes wrong? You have to eliminate the source of trouble.”

Winea approached and said.

“Of course. But now that I’ve captured it, it might not be bad to take it along. Winea, what do you think? Should I just submit it to the church?”
“Do whatever you want.”

It would be nice to be able to use the demon sword, but the risk is too great compared to the benefits. It might be better to just submit it to the church and receive a reward. Or maybe sell it to the arena. Was there a demon trading law?

Capturing a demon was an opportunity.
Because it’s an opportunity, I’m worried.

Well, let’s think about it slowly on the way back.

“Kat, shall we go back now?”
“We should.”

I woke up the man who was lying nearby. He was unconscious and asleep from the shock.

“Ugh, ugh… Priest?”
“The situation is resolved. Both the murderer and the demon have been destroyed.”
“Hic, heueuk… heueuk! Thank you! Thank you! Priest!”
“Hehehe, it was easy to solve because you guided me. Here, take this for guiding me. There are many painful things in the world, but overcoming them is what life is all about.”

I took out two silver coins and handed them to him. He bowed deeply and received the money, then guided us back to the village. He said he would stop by the village and then return to his own village to inform them of the damage and the murderer’s subjugation.

Anyway, it was late at night when we returned to the village.

“P-priest and his party have returned!”

The guard on the wooden fence confirmed my identity and opened the gate. His main concern was the murderer.

“Gather the people. I will make an announcement about the murderer.”
“Yes, Priest!”

At my word, people who had been awakened from their sleep gathered with torches and lanterns. There were so many light sources that the clearing was almost as bright as a training camp bonfire.

“Priest! An announcement about the murderer!”
“What…! What on earth happened!”
“Could it be! The murderer is dead!”
“Please let it be real!!! I don’t want to deny reality anymore!!”

ㅡMurmur.

“Quiet.”

When I raised my hand, everyone who had been shouting in excitement closed their mouths. I paused to gauge the atmosphere and then opened my mouth.

“The serial killer who threatened the village and the world has been subjugated by me, Kim Kat, an associate priest of the Brass Celestial Church and a D-class adventurer of the Isvant Adventurer’s Guild!!”
“W-waaaaaaaaah!!!”
“I-is this real!!!! Hooray!!!”
“Priest, hooray!!”

The residents erupted in joy at my announcement. I let them enjoy their joy for a while. After a while, an old man who had regained his senses asked me.

“B-but, what is the proof…?”
“I was going to show you anyway… Come out, demon! Reveal your true form!”

ㅡThud!

I immediately took out Bügal, which had been wrapped in cloth, and threw it to the ground. The dagger, which had fallen like a shuriken, was embedded in the ground.

“T-that is…? Could it be the murder weapon used by the serial killer?”
“Wait a moment. Bügal! Show your true form if you don’t want to suffer more pain!”

When I took out the Brass Celestial Church’s dagger and shouted, Bügal, which had been vibrating for a moment, spewed black smoke and transformed into a dwarf demon.

“Kuh, kueuk… Y-you humans…”

Too weak, but at the same time, extremely evil.
The demon had manifested.

“Heok!!!!!”
“What is thisaaaa!!!!”
“Demon, it’s a demonaaaa!!!”
“This can’t be real!!!!”
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!!!”

As expected, the villagers who witnessed the demon fell into great panic and began to scream.

Those with hair tore at their hair, and those without hair frantically pounded their bald heads while making noises. The old men made unintelligible noises like ‘Ababababababa!’ while hitting their lips with their palms, and the children spun around in place and clapped.

“Guaaaaaaaak!!”
“Demonaaaa!!!!”

It was truly a scene of madness. The reaction of the general public who directly witnessed the demon was truly dynamic and bizarre.

It must have been an unprecedented shock.

In fact, if people in modern Earth witnessed a real demon, they would be even more shocked, not just surprised.

The frenzy of screams continued until they were exhausted. When they regained their senses, I shouted loudly.

“This is the demon who manipulated the serial killer! I killed the serial killer and subdued the demon! I captured it to judge it with the power of God!”

ㅡThud!

“Gheck!”

I kicked Bügal and said.

“O-ooooooo!!!”
“The priest defeated the demon!!!”
“Uwaaaak!!!”

A priest had solved the case, and even presented evidence in front of their eyes and beat the demon. It was only natural that the people cheered.

“Priest, hooray!”
“Hooray!”
“Brass Celestial Church, hooray!!”
“Uoooooo!! Priest, hooray!!”

This is doing too much good for the Brass Celestial Church.

In fact, one of the reasons the church gave me the position of associate priest was precisely this.

For me to go around and do something righteous.

Then, of course, my name would be known, and that would naturally lead to an increase in the church’s reputation. In fact, if I did something crazy, it would immediately tarnish their reputation, but the church trusts me, so they believe in that part.

“Hehehe, Claudia. Winea. Look. Everyone likes it.”
“Seriously… when you think about it, Darkie is really good at talking.”
“Huhu, as expected, the stronger the warrior, the easier it is to be recognized. I’m really happy, Kat.”

Anyway, I incited the residents appropriately and ordered them to beat Bügal.

“Noooooooo!”

Soon, the residents who had fallen into madness began to beat Bügal with clubs, farming tools, and torches.

“You son of a bitch!”
“You fucking demon bastard!”
“Die, die!”
“Kuaaaaaaak!!!”

They had lost family, friends, and colleagues, so it was only natural to let them take this much revenge. This is in line with the Brass Celestial Church’s ideology.

In the end, Bügal had to endure murderous beatings from the residents for hours, from late at night until the end of dawn. Even though we had comfortably washed, slept, and woken up, the beatings were still going on.

I had been worried about how to restrain it all night, but things worked out well.

“Gek, gegegegek… gegegek…”

Anyway, Bügal was just groaning, almost turned into Yukhoe. It was quite a noble end for a demon.

“Priest…! Thank you so much!”
“Priest is the benefactor of the village!”
“Hehehe, calm down. Well, this kind of thing may happen again in the future, so always be careful.”

In the end, the request was completed in this way. The village chief came out and handed me the evidence that the previous adventurers had received, shedding tears. All I had to do was take this and the identification cards of the deceased adventurers and report it.

We left Isvant in a carriage amidst the villagers’ hospitality.

Bügal was put into a rusty birdcage that we got for free, and about ten sharp, long skewers were stabbed between the bars to fix its body.

“Gegek…”

Despite being subjected to terrible lynching, it was regenerating normally. But whether there was a problem with its mind, it was just making strange noises with its completely unfocused eyes.

And so, we head to our beloved home.

I brought a demon to the village and made a fuss, so my reputation will now spread far and wide. If this rumor reaches the city, it will be quite a sight. I looked at the seemingly insane Bügal and wondered how to deal with it.

First of all, if I transform it into a sword, the import itself will be simple. I won’t have to see the guards doing the demon blues.

“…”

Thinking about it, it’s really dangerous.

If a bastard with ulterior motives smuggles a demon sword into the city like this, it could cause great chaos. Well, I’m not going to do that, so it doesn’t matter.

When I arrive in the city, I plan to transform Bügal into a sword and take it home.

First, I’ll show it to Risha and then take it to the church.

If I’m lucky, Risha might take some action.

It doesn’t matter if nothing happens. I have to take it to the church anyway. I can’t hide it since I revealed to the villagers that I had captured a demon.

Anyway, if I give the church a demon sword, they will definitely give me a good weapon. They might give me the swords of the paladins, which cannot be taken out.

ㅡStill, I’m a little tempted by this sword.

“Gek, gegegek…”
“Hey, hey. Are you really out of your mind?”

Sitting in the carriage, I looked at the shabby demon trapped in the cage. This was the miserable end of the demon. All demons must die like this. More than anything else, this Bügal bastard used that shitty murderer to brutally massacre more than ten people.

“It’s really disgusting. How can something look like that?”

Winea observed Bügal with an expression of utter disgust.

ㅡStab, stab.

“Keugegek…! Geheuek…!”

Claudia even took out my dagger and stabbed the blade between the bars of the cage, tormenting Bügal. Black blood flowed down. Claudia played such a prank with an endlessly indifferent expression.

Of course, Bügal didn’t die and just sobbed.

It’s annoying, but I need to torture it the whole time we’re moving. I don’t know what the guy who has regained his strength will do. Right now, I have to give it pain to take its mind off things.

And so, I tortured Bügal until I arrived in Isvant.