It took Elise just one second to seize control of the Holy Land. The moment she declared that she would restore order to the Order, the outcome was set in stone.

    The secret was in the relationship between God and believer.

    God and believer are interdependent.

    God is not simply a transcendent being.

    When believers pray, perform rituals, and praise God, their faith becomes energy that maintains the divine authority.

    Prayer is not a simple act.

    A spiritual offering made by a believer to God.

    The power that makes God real.

    If faith disappears, God loses his power and ultimately his very existence may become obscure.

    It’s as if there were more gods in the beginning, but now we don’t even know who they were.

    Conversely, God grants power to believers.

    The power of the Holy Spirit.

    How the power of God manifests through believers.

    God protects believers, grants miracles, and shines light so that helpless lambs can survive in this difficult world.

    But the situation in the church is different now.

    There is a mediator between God and believers.

    Saint Elise.

    All prayers, rituals, praises, etc. are performed in the name of Saint Elise, not of God. That means that Elise is directly connected to the believers.

    Elise’s blood.

    Not a single drop was needed.

    The moment they offered up their prayers, strengthened their faith, and invoked the name of the saint, they were already dedicating their faith to Elise.

    Most of the faith that should have been directed toward God is directed toward Elise.

    Elise was empowered by the believers and was able to exercise power through them. As a priest, her authority became incomparably stronger than before.

    then….

    If a saint can grant blessings by borrowing the power of God, wouldn’t it be possible for her to grant other blessings to her followers?

    The hypothesis was realized by Elise.

    Elise is a saint, but she is also a vampire. Just as gods grant divine powers to their followers, vampires also give their blood to their followers.

    A large number of believers connected like a spider web.

    What Elise had sent down to them was not a divine blessing.

    Absolute obedience.

    Those who prayed for the blessing did not realize that the moment they knelt down, their minds and bodies had already become the saint’s.

    The believers believed they were following God’s will, but what they found was a vampire disguised as a saint.

    When I realized it, it was too late.

    ***

    The believers of the Holy Land of Cassillon took to the streets and knelt before the main temple.

    The Knights Templar.

    Nuns and priests.

    From priests to laymen.

    Some knelt willingly, while others knelt against their will. The latter were those who were reluctant to let Elise become a saint.

    They continued to pray to a god other than Elise, even after Elise became a saint. This was the case with the cardinals and the Knights Templar, who were at odds with Marsenus.

    They devoted their faith to their god, Ordo.

    Thanks to that, Elise’s power was ineffective, but even if they tried, they were a minority. In a country where 90% of the population was under their control, there was nothing they could do. They were subdued without much resistance.

    The Holy Land fell to a vampire.

    “Hmm.”

    Cardinal Marsenus of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith nodded his head in satisfaction at the unfolding scene. It was somewhat sudden, but it was ultimately the result he had hoped for.

    Now that he can impose the order he wants.

    But there were also some unsatisfactory aspects.

    “Why didn’t you consult before undertaking the operation?”

    It was none other than Elise’s impulsive actions.

    It was a very nice sight to see all the believers kneeling down at once. It felt as if they were gods. It was enough to make the corners of Marsenus’ mouth, who was known for his modesty, twitch.

    But at the most crucial moment, Marsenus was not there. He only realized it belatedly after receiving a report from his subordinate. By then, the situation was already over.

    “I can’t control my emotions. What can I do? I’m not a god. It’s natural to make mistakes sometimes.”

    “… … .”

    Elise’s leash hadn’t even been fastened yet. In that situation, Elise had taken control of everything. Marsenus had to feel uneasy.

    He made a quick decision that he must not go against Elise’s wishes right away.

    “Congratulations. How is it? It feels like the world is at your feet.”

    “I’m not very impressed.”

    “That could be possible. You’ve only just taken your first step. It could also be because your condition isn’t perfect yet.”

    “There are still unfinished tasks left.”

    “Unfinished business… What is it?”

    “I haven’t been able to repay those who gave me this gift.”

    As she said that, Elise moved her hand lightly.

    A pool of blood spreads around Elise.

    The bubbles began to bubble and people inside began to float up.

    The number easily exceeded a hundred.

    Marsenus’ eyes twitched.

    Most of the people there were new to me, but there were also some familiar faces, like the theologian Roman and Mother Superior Mathilda.

    They didn’t even move an inch.

    They were piled up like rotten pieces of wood.

    “You know what I mean, right?”

    If you didn’t know, you were stupid.

    They were all people who had participated in the project to create a saint. They had to track down people’s memories over and over again to root out those involved.

    “Everyone desperately hoped for a world where order would be restored. But this world was already rotten, and it was impossible to restore order. So I sent you. To the Lord you had longed for.”

    Elise smiles faintly.

    “There’s only one left.”

    ***

    It’s creepy.

    This is what I thought when I saw people filling the streets in prayer positions. The first thing that came to mind was a feeling of awkwardness rather than the grandeur that comes from group action.

    Of course, they were praying, but there were groans coming from all over the place.

    I lowered my head slightly to check the face.

    “Are you okay?”

    “You, are you a slave buyer?”

    “Yes, I will. Are you okay?”

    “Does this look okay to you?!”

    “No, not that.”

    It didn’t seem like it.

    He was bowing, but his expression was rotten.

    It looks like Elise has moved. She must have been forced to lie down by her own strength.

    Although the form has changed due to the creation of a new title, the Saintess, which did not exist in the original, the fact that she ruined the Holy Nation remains unchanged. She succeeded in destroying the witch’s house.

    ‘It was solved much easier than I thought.’

    As the game became more realistic, unskippable scripts were omitted.

    And it’s because of the nature of Elise’s story. Other slaves go together from the beginning to the end, but Elise’s case is different.

    It is a god-like position that watches over the believer and sees them do well without interfering too deeply.

    All it takes is a hint from Elise’s actions and way of thinking and a signpost that guides you on the right path.

    So I sat down at the inn and made Elise come to visit me every day, because if I didn’t, I wouldn’t know what she was doing.

    While I was rolling around in the inn, Elise kept moving without stopping. That’s why the illusion that it had passed by in an instant came directly to me.

    ‘You really did it all.’

    It was long and long.

    Now the only thing left to do is to finish Mirabelle.

    We arrived at the main temple where Elise was staying.

    This place was no different from the outside. Priests wearing clothes that would indicate they were in a fairly high position were kneeling.

    “I’ll pass by~”

    I moved carefully so as not to step on people.

    The chapel of the main shrine that we arrived at like that.

    Elise was praying towards the cross.

    I went over to the side and looked.

    Elise is holding her hands together with her eyes closed. She has pure white hair and pale skin. Her long, black eyelashes are even more prominent.

    It’s a bit strange, but when I look at her profile, she really does look like a saint. Even I, who have no faith at all, want to pray with her.

    I’m like this too, so what about the priests?

    It’s understandable why he fell for Elise.

    Because bats are good at trapping people.

    ​Sensing the presence, Elise asked in a sweet, saintly voice.

    “Are you here?”

    “You can see it when you open your eyes.”

    Ah. My eyebrows just flinched.

    Then, he lifted his eyelids and adjusted his expression. He gently raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently.

    “Welcome, Master. I’ve been waiting for you.”

    “Did you get what you wanted?”

    “Yes, all of them.”

    On the way here, I saw a pile of corpses.

    I also checked to see who was there.

    “What should I do now?”

    “We need to correct the wrong ideas of the church and establish order. There is something wrong here.”

    “Will you continue to be a saint?”

    “Of course not. I should go back to where I belong. I want to build a small church in a small town and take care of children who have nowhere to go.”

    Great answer.

    This is consistent with the answer given by Elise in the Hansel and Gretel version that I know.

    Final check.

    “Are you serious?”

    Elise, who had been silent for a moment, closed her eyes and muttered.

    “This is my sincerity without a single lie.”

    That wasn’t a simple question just now.

    The most dangerous moment in Elise’s story is the last moment. If you let your guard down and think it’s all over, you’ll be fooled by Elise’s lies.

    Elise, the shepherdess.

    So, I just gave the master’s order based on the chains of subordination. With this power, the slave cannot lie to me.

    Of course, there is a downside in that your favorability rating will decrease, but if you’ve come this far, it doesn’t really matter.

    Fortunately, it wasn’t a lie.

    “He asked me if I would fall with him when he fell into the abyss. There was no need for that. Elise could overcome it on her own.”

    “… … .”

    “I trust Elise. If she asks for help, I will help her, but if not, I will not interfere. It is the role of a master to watch over the slave so that he can overcome it on his own.”

    Elise’s pupils shook slightly, as if impressed by my speech.

    “Thank you for your hard work, Elise. Don’t forget that feeling now. And don’t chase after me.”

    “Of course, Master.”

    I terminated my contract with Elise.

    [Vampire Elise ver.■■■■■■ Liberation Complete]

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    Vampire Elise.

    Elise was an ordinary girl. It was not her mother’s embrace but the grace of God that surrounded her, and the first words she learned were prayers.

    As I watched the nuns praying morning and evening, I wanted to follow the same path. I thought that one day I would become a nun who would hold the Rosary and spread salvation to people.

    Living a life that praises God.

    Without doubting that this was her destiny, Elise set out on a journey to become a true nun.

    However, what awaited Elise was not the gateway to the sacred ordeal, but the precipice leading to Abaddon. That day, Elise’s soul was covered in blood.

    A puddle of blood that even God cannot save.

    It was you, not God, who took me out of there.

    Because it freed her from the blood curse that had bound her.

    but.

    ────────────

    ‘but?’

    Something is strange.

    Why wasn’t the information completely released even though Elise was liberated?

    At that moment, Elise moved.

    “I am truly grateful to Master. If it weren’t for Master, I would still be committing fraud, running away, and hiding. Probably my entire life. I don’t believe it at all, but Master is definitely the one who changed my life.”

    Elise slowly takes off the ring she was wearing on her index finger.

    “The world’s evaluation was completely different from my thoughts. Maybe the Master is not a hypocrite, but a person who truly cares for his slaves. Maybe this person can save me. That’s what I thought.”

    Elise threw away the ring she had taken off without a care.

    Ting- tiddidding.

    The ring rolls away somewhere.

    At that moment, the surrounding atmosphere changes.

    The temple, which was made up of black and white order, begins to turn blood red.

    Splash.

    Thud.

    Elise’s tail danced and twitched, her clothes tore, and her double wings grew even larger.

    A total of two pairs of giant bat wings.

    “But I was mistaken. You may be a sage, but you are not the Abraxas I was looking for.”

    … Abraxas?

    “Although I had many unfortunate moments, I was able to laugh comfortably while I was with you. I won’t hurt you because of your sincerity.”

    “Just a moment, Elise.”

    “I’m sorry, but your nape looks so tempting. If I delay any longer, I think I’ll bite it without realizing it. Thank you so far.”

    Exactly!

    Elise snapped her fingers.

    A whirlwind of blood surrounds me.

    And the feeling of floating.

    The remaining system text appeared in my obscured vision.

    ────────────

    Elise still doesn’t know who she is. A bat without a home, wandering aimlessly.

    Elise wants to hear a voice that will lead her.

    Elise is looking for a place that will accept her.

    Elise desperately wants salvation.

    ────────────

    Elise’s liberation figure is 50%.

    Reward: 10,000pt will be paid.

    [Free the main slaves completely. Current value 3/5]

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