Deacon Sophia took a deep breath.

    It wasn’t because of the rotting, rotten dog corpse he’d seen before his eyes, or the three-headed snake that had twisted its body around in a disgusting way before dying, or the giant civet that had lost its life by shaking off its dozens of legs.

    Her gaze falls on a man who is the head priest of the main hall of the Chaldea Imperial Academy and also a professor of theology.

    “… You, false offspring. Now there is nothing to protect you.”

    Yes. It was because of the appearance of Father Antonelli.

    His eyes, which had been filled with sorrow and pain, were now filled with confidence and faith.

    His voice was powerful, and the overflowing grace of the Lord filled the whole place.

    So, yeah.

    For a moment, Deacon Sophia felt as if a halo was shining behind her.

    But, even in such a blessed moment, even in such a wonderful moment, when, by the grace of the Lord, three evil spirits were sent back to hell.

    Priest Peter and Priest Camilla. It was a precious victory that opened the way for the salvation of two brothers and sisters in the name of the Lord.

    “Chief Priest… .”

    His expression looked so sad

    …Why is that?

    * * * * *

    I looked down at the quiet Priest Peter.

    The sight of the dark red blood stains on his face was unpleasant, but I steeled myself.

    “Deacon Sophia. Take out the censer and the bell.”

    Our fight is not over yet, I thought, looking at Deacon Sophia carefully taking out the relic.

    In fact, it was safe to say that the real fight against the devil was just beginning. The three demons that had just been exorcised were actually just puppets, and the leader demon was still hiding inside the body of Father Peter.

    However, it was an unexpected gain to exorcise the dog-shaped demon that had been sleeping in the body of Priest Camilla. While it was surprising that the holy water was so effective, it also seemed that the grace of the Lord was felt particularly strongly.

    Anyway, that’s not what’s important right now.

    “Chief Priest.”

    Deacon Sophia handed me the relics. As I took them from Deacon Sophia, I asked her:

    “Deacon Sophia. How many different voices did they have?”

    “Uh… . Just a moment.”

    Deacon Sophia turned over the notebook. The notebook, filled with conversations with the devil, was already a little worn.

    “A total of four shapes came out.”

    “Three have been exorcised, so one remains. He is probably the leader.”

    “What should I do?”

    “Please continue to record. And, fill this censer with blessed incense.”

    After confirming that Deacon Sophia nodded, I emptied the remaining holy water in the bowl.

    It was clear that the guy I was going to face from now on would not be so easy. I knew that very well, and I was going to face the fight against evil with a new mindset.

    – I know your sins, Benedict the 891,366th.

    The first voice I heard would have been that of a demon in the shape of a fox, and the next thin, cunning voice that appeared would have been that of a three-headed snake.

    The shape of the dog seething with phlegm is probably that of a rotten, dead dog in front of the front door.

    Then, the last thing that remains is the figure that made a rough voice like scraping iron. I was sure that it was the figure of the leader demon.

    – Should I tell you one more thing? I killed that bitch.

    And then I remembered what the bastard had said to me.

    The devils’ most vile words, that they contributed to Helena’s death. If they wanted to provoke my anger with that, I would like to tell them that it was a truly wrong choice.

    It didn’t just anger me, it made me unyielding to any threats or intimidation that followed.

    Rather than hiding his appearance, it was admirable that he showed himself in order to shake my composure.

    “That will be your downfall.”

    Yes, the chief demon was so arrogant, and now it is time for him to pay the price for his arrogance.

    I poured new holy water into the holy water bowl. The holy water that flowed in like clear spring water was truly reassuring.

    “Chief Priest. Here.”

    When the holy water was almost poured, Deacon Sophia handed me a censer filled with incense. I took it carefully and opened the lid of the censer.

    “Lord, guide me.”

    I lit the incense with a lit match. The smoke from the incense began to settle on the living room floor.

    I carefully placed the incense burner, which was already emitting a thick layer of incense smoke, on the side table right next to the bed. I had a separate role to play.

    I held in my hand a heavy brass bell. Despite the passage of many years, its simple carvings and fine grooves had not weathered at all, and there was not a single trace of rust.

    “By the grace of the Lord.”

    Terea, the ancient human kingdom that appears in the Bible.

    There is a story that Archangel Michael, who came down from heaven leading an army to protect the place, rang this bell to send back the barbarian army that had fallen for Satan’s trickery and was trying to destroy Terea.

    It is such a valuable and precious relic that it will certainly play a key role in this exorcism ceremony.

    I put Terea’s bell down on the table for a moment and drew the sign of the cross in the air. I felt my heart fill up.

    “Free us from evil.”

    Within, he held Terea’s bell in his right hand and with his left he held the scepter and blindfolded Father Peter.

    The appearance of Priest Peter was as normal as before he was possessed.

    But this is all just a trick of the chief devil. I knew that there was an ugly devil trying to hide from the Son of Man.

    I nodded to Deacon Sophia. Deacon Sophia nodded and began to flip through the pages to find a passage from the Bible.

    In the darkened room, more than half of the candles had melted away, giving off a faint glow. Relying on that faint light, we headed toward the final battle with the evil beast.

    “Deacon Sophia. Please read from 1 Teresa, chapter 4, verse 13.”

    “Oh, yes.”

    I closed my eyes quietly, pulled back the hand holding the bell, and opened my mouth solemnly.

    “But look, you children of Terea. I have already made their grain abundant and their land fertile, yet you have made your walls dangerous, because they have given in to the whisperings of evil beasts.”

    As soon as I finished speaking, Deacon Sophia followed suit. She too had her eyes closed and her right hand was placed on her chest.

    “I have already made a covenant with you, and they shall not pass over the walls of this Terea.”

    “Also, listen. Because of this, I will throw their leader into the fire of hell, because of the holiness of the Lord.”

    The body of Father Peter began to shake. I was not shaken by the evil stirring beneath the altar.

    “Then the people of Terea answered and said, “If those who deviate from the commandments want to go over here in pursuit of their greed, the walls of Terea will be strong.””

    “The Lord said to the people of Terea, “You people of Terea have not given in to temptation, nor have you saved yourself by the righteous deeds you have done; but you will receive a new spirit and follow my mercy.” ”

    “K, aaah!!”

    Father Peter began to writhe in pain. I pressed down on the saddle.

    “That, that’s…! Stop!!”

    “The heavens opened and light poured down, and Michael, the great prince, appeared, leading the armies of heaven.”

    “I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll chew up the heart of that precious bastard!”

    “The savage people who saw the sight were astonished and cried out, “The sky has truly been torn apart. This is clearly the opening of the heavens and the earth.””

    “Do you miss that whore’s death so much! I killed her! I killed her! You will die the same way! A year later, you will be stabbed to death! All your organs will be torn out… !”

    I stopped talking. Deacon Sophia also remained silent.

    And even the priest Peter, who had been talking loudly, closed his mouth.

    Ding—!

    It is the sound of the soul, a clear bell sound, and a wave of light that realizes the grace of the Lord with the trumpet sound of the heavenly hosts.

    Ding—!

    Terea’s paper rang out with a clear sound.

    Ding—!

    “Then Michael the Great held up a brass bell and said, “You barbarian people, if you trace your roots back to the Lord’s descendants, how have you fallen into the trap of Satan?”

    Ding—!

    “Keep, euuu… ! euuugh… !”

    “The brass bells made a sound, and the sound washed away the sins of the soul and brought relief to the people of Terea. This is the blessed grace of the Lord.”

    Ding—!

    “Kaaah—!!”

    “Then the barbarian people turned their backs and fled. Then Michael the great prince said to the people of Terea who were prostrating themselves.”

    Ding—!

    “Terea! I built the walls of those little creatures! Don’t you monkeys know no gratitude!!”

    “… The crowd that follows Satan will not dare to go beyond the will of the Lord.”

    Deeng—!

    The longest and clearest bell ringing ever, echoing throughout the room.

    I quietly looked down at Peter lying on the bed. He couldn’t see my eyes because they were covered by the curtain, but the blood that had pooled in his ears was flowing again, and tears of blood were flowing from the corners of his eyes.

    “… The Lord calls. I ask in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. You, beast of all evil. What is your name?”

    Father Peter still had no answer. I asked again.

    “Tell me. What is your name?”

    The priest Peter’s mouth opened. From the gaps between his dry, blood-curdled lips, a weak voice flowed out from the dark cave.

    “I was the thirteenth descendant of the enlightened light… .”

    “… … .”

    “I, revere… wisdom… .”

    I built a glass palace in the proud sky.

    I hated that the people who were occupied by the sky were being favored.

    I hated you, you insignificant creatures.

    I was disgusted by all the evil you little creatures did.

    I fell with him on the day the brightest star in the sky fell.

    “Someday… I will regain my burnt wings… .”

    “There will be no way of salvation for those who started with the lies of the beginning.”

    “… … .”

    Father Peter’s eyes… no.

    The devil’s eyes turned towards me. They were not white, but glowing bloodshot, sinister eyes.

    “Now, tell me your name.”

    The devil’s eyes rolled around. Those eyes that had been twitching and twitching quietly glared at me and whispered.

    “… Malpas. My name is Malpas. ”

    As if indignant, Father Peter bit his lips tightly. I put the bell down on the table and took the holy water-soaked sprinkling in my hand.

    “In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I command you. Malphas, reveal your true form.”

    The holy water was sprinkled in the shape of a cross. I slowly lifted the torch.

    In the blink of an eye, the appearance of Father Peter changed in an instant.

    It was a strange shape, with a blood-soaked false beak, a crow’s face with strangely glowing bloodshot eyes, and a crow’s body with what appeared to be human limbs.

    Deacon Sophia covered her mouth after seeing Malphas’ true form. She must have barely managed to keep herself from screaming.

    I closed my eyes gently. The devil had spoken his name and revealed his true form… .

    “In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”

    In other words, it meant that the devil had given up everything.

    “Malpas, come out of that body. Go back to hell where you belong.”

    Swish, I opened my closed eyes.

    The first thing that caught my eye was Father Peter lying peacefully on the bed, covered in blood.

    “… … .”

    It was the appearance of Deacon Sophia, blankly staring at the sight.

    “The end, am I…?”

    Deacon Sophia asked blankly. I was quietly looking at her eyes, which were gradually filling with tears.

    “Yes, it’s done.”

    He answered like that.

    “… Ugh!”

    I just silently accepted Deacon Sophia, who was shedding tears and coming into my arms.

    “Jin, jja… . I was scared… . I wanted to run away… .”

    “Well done.”

    “When the head priest suddenly strangled Father Peter… . I… .”

    “I’m sorry.”

    “Still, I believed… .”

    Deacon Sophia raised her head. Her face looked as if she were dying, and tears flowed ceaselessly from her eyes.

    “Really, thank you for your hard work… !”

    How can you smile so brightly?

    Suddenly, something flashed before me. I realized what it was.

    – Really, thank you for your hard work.

    “Ugh… !”

    I desperately covered my mouth. The emotions that had been condensed and tightly hidden came pouring out like a flood.

    Because of me, you were called a whore by that dirty being.

    Even though your death was tarnished because of my clumsy handling of the situation.

    You don’t scold me. You don’t blame me.

    “Huh, huff, huff…! So, Sophia the Deacon… .”

    Rather, it is you who embraces me.

    “Oh, oh my…! Really, really… . Thank you for your hard work… .”

    Even if this moment is a product of my delusion.

    I, your smile, with your back turned to the rising brilliance of crimson… .

    I will never forget it.

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