“I’m back.”

    Elise came to the inn that had become another lodging facility.

    He looked a little tired.

    “What have you been doing? You look tired.”

    “No big deal.”

    “… … .”

    “… I just got rid of the guys who were trying to experiment on young believers.”

    Elise, who had been trying to hide the incident out of habit, had no choice but to confess when Karami looked at her with a smile. She had no idea what kind of retaliation she would receive if she pretended it didn’t happen.

    Walking around naked is strictly prohibited.

    “Experimenting on young children. There are some really evil people in the world.”

    Karami who takes off his hat.

    Elise’s eyes narrow.

    “What kind of useless acting is this?”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “The Master told you.”

    “Me? When?”

    It’s ridiculous to answer so shamelessly.

    “Why did you come all the way to the confession room and pretend not to know me after confessing to me?”

    “Isn’t what happened in the confessional off-limits? Have you forgotten the oath you swore to God?”

    “What kind of god is that? A god who will freeze to death. An oath to such a god is the same as an old woman who said she would never tell anyone else and only tell herself.”

    Are there such unfaithful nuns in the world?

    Not only did he break his oath to God, he even disparaged him.

    I wonder how one can use divine power.

    Elise, who had no intention of keeping any secrets from the beginning, started asking questions openly.

    “That theologian named Roman. Are you a real friend?”

    “Not a friend, but someone I know very well.”

    I know perfectly what kind of person they are and what their purpose is.

    ‘Of course, it’s a one-sided relationship where he doesn’t even know about my existence.’

    I didn’t lie.

    “What did the kids do?”

    “I erased his memory and sent him to a nearby village. Since it’s where he lived, he’ll go back whether he wants to or not.”

    “Um… .”

    “Why is that?”

    “No.”

    “You told me to tell you everything.”

    Elise grumbled as she stuffed a cube of cheese into her mouth.

    Elise looking out the window at the night view. Karami thought as he watched Elise’s side profile.

    This incident is one of the events that can distinguish the liberation version of Elise.

    As you spend time in the Holy Land, you will be able to obtain information related to the experiment. The same experiment that Elise experienced in the past is being continued by Roman and the group.

    At this time, it is divided into three routes.

    One is to save the children.

    The other one is not seeking.

    And the last case.

    It doesn’t end with saving the children, but there is a route where they go further and find and save the children who were used as experimental subjects. And they even take revenge together.

    At that time, it was going to be the Pied Piper version, but Elise only saved the test subject for this time. In other words, it means that she is not the Pied Piper.

    ‘It’s not easy.’

    I think we still need to watch and see.

    “Master.”

    “Yes?”

    “Do you know anything about the saint?”

    “Of course.”

    A saint, not a saint.

    A lewd priest who preaches purity, wears provocative clothes, and often unknowingly seduces people.

    People often call the bodily fluid of a beautiful woman ‘holy water’, but unlike that, this is a real, living, moving holy water manufacturing machine.

    “Isn’t it?”

    He told Elise exactly that.

    Elise frowned.

    He looked at Karami with a gaze that was more like looking at garbage, or something more disgusting.

    “I’m just kidding. I was just saying.”

    Even though Karami looked around belatedly, the lost favorability rating did not return.

    “Anyway, did you ask about the saint? I don’t know anything about it either. But why are you asking about the saint?”

    “They looked at me and called me a saint.”

    “Um… .”

    It would be possible for there to be a saint slave captured by the devil, but unfortunately, there is no slave with such a setting. Furthermore, there is no such thing as a saint in Taos.

    I’ve never thought about the reason. If there isn’t one, then ‘the management didn’t make it’, so who would analyze the reason for it not being there?

    In that situation, the priests called Elise a saint.

    ‘Is it a variable?’

    There is no Saint Elise route.

    If a route that didn’t exist in the game was created, it would be a variable, but otherwise, being praised as a saint doesn’t hinder progress in any way.

    Just wait and see what Elise’s attitude will be like.

    “Do you wish to become a saint? Shall we make you a saint of our church?”

    Elise snorted.

    “Okay. I don’t care about such childish titles.”

    ***

    Secret conversations tend to take place in secret places.

    A dark, secretive night.

    In the corner of Cassillon there was a shabby, unused building, with four knights guarding the entrance.

    One side is the White Guardian wearing white armor. The other side is the Black Guardian wearing black armor.

    Believers are divided into two categories to maintain order and balance in the Holy Land.

    A group of three approached the party. The knights flinched and held their guard, but then quickly let go. They bowed their heads to show respect.

    “Cardinal.”

    The one who received the greetings of the knights was a middle-aged man wearing black robes.

    Ash-colored hair that half-exposed the forehead and sharp, downcast eyes.

    Cardinal Marsenus of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith.

    He is the man called the head of the Inquisitors.

    “Are there two people inside?”

    “Yes. I’ll be waiting for you. ”

    Marsenus entered the cathedral escorted by knights. He activated the device inside the cathedral, and a secret entrance leading down to the underground opened.

    A small space that appears when you go down underground.

    As the light from the candlestick on the wall flickered, two shadows followed suit.

    “Welcome, Cardinal Marsenus.”

    “Hmm.”

    One is a woman in a black nun’s habit with wrinkled eyes and a kind impression. She is Mother Superior Mathilda of the convent where Elise works.

    “You have so much to say, why are you so late? My mouth is itching, but I thought my throat was going to fall off from waiting!”

    The other was Roman, a mad theologian who questioned the other person without caring that he was a cardinal.

    Marsenus, who values ​​etiquette, frowned. He would like to punish him for impiety, but he cannot. At this point, his presence is necessary.

    Marsenus sat down.

    “The Black Knight Commander is nowhere to be seen.”

    “Because a vampire has appeared in the city center. All knights are on alert.”

    “So. Why did you call me?”

    “There is someone who is stepping on our tail.”

    Marsenus’ eyes narrowed.

    A plan to establish a new order with perfect balance instead of half-baked doctrines. This has been carried out in secret for over a decade, but an obstacle has appeared.

    “Who is that?”

    “He’s a new kid at our convent.”

    “You broke into my lab, what the heck? I guess I was pretty careful, but my memory can’t lie. The chair tilted 13 degrees, and the pen moved 2cm to the side. Also… .”

    “Stop.”

    Marsenus cut off the endless nonsense with one stroke.

    “If a single nun were to dig in, you could handle it yourself. Why did you call me?”

    Marsenus is a cardinal.

    Even though they are on the same ship, the crew and the captain cannot be the same.

    I have no intention of going around handling even the smallest of things.

    “That’s it? The lab was raided just in time.”

    “What?”

    “The researchers and children disappeared without a trace. The lab was also damaged beyond repair. Fortunately, we still have the important data.”

    Elise asks the Mother Superior about Roman, and then someone breaks into Roman’s lab and goes through the data. And then the lab is raided.

    The timing is really perfect.

    There are no other suspects besides her.

    “No one else can enter my lab except me~”

    “There is no sighting information.”

    Since she is at the convent during the day, her active hours are probably at night.

    But even on nights when it’s good for moving secretly, if a nun were to wander around alone at night, there would usually be reports of sightings, but there are none.

    Also, the location of the laboratory is at least two days away from the Holy Land by carriage. However, Elise has never left her post even for a single day.

    “She’s not an ordinary nun.”

    “That seems to be the case. He is not a child raised in our country, but a child brought in from outside by Father Lucas.”

    “What are you going to do?”

    “Calling them out separately and dealing with them… .”

    “Uses unknown powers. If you run away and expose the plan, you’ll be in trouble.”

    It was when Matilda and Marsenus were unable to come up with a suitable alternative.

    “Can’t we just deal with it by framing him?”

    Matilda nodded at Roman’s opinion.

    “That’s right. Then it seems like we can handle it without revealing our identity. Since we don’t know the target of the grudge, we won’t be able to retaliate without thinking, and no one will believe the words of the sinner.”

    It is not a big deal to brand a nun a sinner.

    “What happened to the saint?”

    “There’s still no progress~ At this rate, I can’t even start the plan.”

    Order is found in disorder.

    It fits very well with the current state of the country.

    Because the previous pope left office like quitting a bar, the believers felt like their fathers had disappeared overnight.

    Believers need parents who will embrace them.

    The presence of a saint with perfect balance is the cornerstone and pillar of reform. She will be the axis that will unite the confused minds of the citizens.

    But the experiment shows no signs of success… .

    “For now, all we can do is wait for the experiment to succeed.”

    “If it doesn’t work out, the plan will end up as a child’s fantasy.”

    Roman giggled at what he found so funny.

    I didn’t like his frivolity, but sadly, he wasn’t wrong. The bigger the dream, the more likely it is that the plan will be flawed.

    It was exactly like that right now.

    I wonder where the saint would suddenly fall from.

    Marsenus had such a silly thought.

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