.
Ugh, my head hurts.
Huh? What am I doing here, lying on the floor?
Eh, m-my body, I cant move my body!!
I looked down at my body, and thats when I discovered that my hands and legs were bound.
W-why!?
So, youre finally awake, huh.
!?
I almost jumped in fright when a voice called out from behind .
That person was
Duke Ifel? W-whats the aning of this!?
Duke Ifel, the person who governed the entire Holy City, strode towards with his hands folded behind his back.
Oh, you dont understand the situation you are in, despite being bound like that?
Duke Ifels appearance changed the mont those words spilled from his lips.
It was as if all the malice in the entire world was lumped together and forced into the shape of a human.
I knew this appearance very well.
Demon.
As expected of a Saintess, huh. I am Guzion, one of the demon subordinates of the Evil God-sama, and ranked 11 in our hierarchy.
T-this was the worst.
There were innurable demons existing in this world, but the top 77 were said to be working directly under the Evil God, and they were extrely powerful, with nurous warlock minions of their own.
If he was the 11th, then he must be very strong, owing to the fact that his status was pretty much high up.
What was a demon like him doing in front of
Eh, Y-Ysha!?
A huge cross stood behind the demon, and Ysha the one who was supposed to beco my successor, or in other words, the next Saintess was crucified on it.
That cross was very familiar to . I saw that everyday so I couldnt be mistaken.
Yes. It was the cross in the Great Shrine.
That ant we were still within the Great Shrine.
There was no ray of light spilling through the windows, so it must be around nightti.
The Great Shrine was considered to be the Creator Gods seat of power in this world, so it was totally unbelievable that a demon managed to infiltrate this place.
But there was a more pressing matter than that
What did you do to Ysha!?
I was worried about her.
She didnt seem to be injured, but
Shes just sleeping, much like what you were doing just a few minutes ago. Well, shes going to be the sacrifice to supplent the Holy Magic in a while.
She has to be sacrificed so I can beco the Saintess, you know.
Lovelia! D-dont tell , you too!?
Lovelia erged from the shadows of the deepest part of the Great Shrine. She was Yshas contemporary candidate, and the daughter of Duke Ifel.
She had that background, and yet she was here.
Lovelia grinned broadly as she stared at Ysha while she hung on the cross.
This could only an one thing.
She was in cahoots with the demon.
I also realized that Duke Ifel was not being possessed, but he IS the demon himself.
The day will soon end in a few. Let us start the ritual that will make you the Saintess.
Yes, Father.
Lovelia conjured a holy lance in one hand, and she sauntered towards Ysha.
W-wait! Dont lay a hand on her! Please sacrifice instead
Thats an impossible request. You still have to baptize my daughter, after all.
The demon inched closer towards .
He stretched his hand on my head
Good, it seems the barrier that was protecting you is gone now.
The demons hand touched .
No demon or warlock should be able to put a single finger on .
I didnt know when it started, but the bracelet that I had on my right wrist sported a black pattern now, much like a crack, and it was growing and starting to stretch into my entire body,
Ah, so this must be the reason.
I will extinguish the mana inside your body, but no need to fret, I will leave you enough so you can still perform the baptism for my daughter.
The demon drawled all the details, probably waiting for my face to contort in anger and misery.
Theres no other path for but to fall into despair.
If I didnt have the power of Saintess, then I was just an empty shell, capable of doing nothing.
The dread of being so powerless filled .
I was so vexed, so mortified, so frustrated that the tears started to spill from my eyes.
I was so incompetent. I couldnt even save the Saintess candidate that had been doing her best everyday to train just so she could finally take over this saintess job from .
Thanks for your hard work this past 200 years. Your last job will be to baptize the daughter of a demon and make her the Saintess.
I will never do that, no matter how much you torture !!
Ah, no need to fret. See, I can already touch you like this. Brainwashing you in your weakened state is just a piece of cake for .
T-thats
There was nothing I could do, it seed.
Creator God-sama
Fuhahahahaha! Youre just wasting your ti! It doesnt matter even if this is the Creator Gods Shrine, he can never interfere directly with us!!
The demon gleefully spat those words out, as if to crush all my hopes further. I didnt want to concede, but he was right on this.
Creator God-sama would only send oracles to as our way of communication, nothing more, nothing less. Not once did he manifest before .
Even so, I had continued praying to the Creator God for 200 years, you know? Thats 200 years!
I had wanted to play like the other ordinary girls, eat delicious food, enjoy the beautiful sceneries, and be friends with a guy.
I endured all that.
I was the Saintess, after all.
Even relationships with a man was forbidden, and I complied with that, despite my desire to submit myself to that person. If only I had a choice, I would have chosen to be married for life to that guy.
So please, just before everything ended, please give a miracle.
Its okay no matter what happened to .
Please, even if its only Ysha, please save her..
Hah, so your last words are Creator God-sama huh. How admirable, as expected of a Saintess. Alright, farewell to you.
Sothing flowed from the demons hand, entering my head.
I was no longer myself
Argh!!!
I am still , I am still Seira.
Guzion had placed his hand on my head, but he was suddenly blown off by sothing.
It was a knight who blasted him away.
No, it wasnt one ofthe holy knights protecting .
I was absolutely sure about that.
Thats because this knight was burning in flas.
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