The doubts in the townspeople's eyes grew stronger, because they had no idea how Stella would prove her purity.
"I will follow your orders, Your Majesty the Inquisitor."
Iris bowed her head towards Stella and put down the hammer and shield she was holding in both hands. With a thud, the head of the hammer struck the ground and the shield fell over with a loud crash.
A few of the fainthearted ones flinched when they heard the sound. Some even burst into tears. The tension was so intense that the atmosphere surrounding the nuns was extremely tense.
"Ugh!"
Suddenly, someone grabbed James by the back of his neck. With a feeling of suffocation, he was lifted into the air, flying for a while, and then immediately fell to the ground after a short flight.
There was a warrior nun named Iris right in front of him. James instinctively took a step back after seeing her sacred flesh, but he was blocked by another warrior nun's thigh and hiccupped.
The emotionless green eyes turned towards him. James was wondering what on earth he was trying to do, so he just shrank back and trembled.
A hand clad in a black latex glove was placed on his chest cover.
James stared blankly at the sight, startled. Iris was slowly trying to lift the veil covering her breasts. And she was doing so while people were clearly watching her.
James' eyes were filled with a mixture of embarrassment and desire as he saw a nun suddenly opening her veil in the middle of the street and revealing her bare chest.
Regardless, Iris's hands were busy. She carefully untangled the intricately tangled strings and supported her lower chest with her arms to make the volume stand out even more.
Now, if he moved just a little more, the pink protrusion at the end would be visible. James's eyes widened involuntarily, but the nun's hand froze as if it had caught on something.
'Why are you stopping?'
-Whack!
The thought was cut off there, as the huge hammer that had struck James' head had completely crushed his skull, leaving no trace of its form.
The vertically swung iron hammer not only shattered the head, but also dug into the body, turning the flesh into a slurry. Blood and flesh as large as a human's were sprayed everywhere.
All sorts of foreign substances were oozing out of the lump of meat that had been human until just a moment ago.
"Gyaaaah!"
"What?! What happened?!"
"Why us… … !"
Those who saw James being brutally butchered screamed. Some tried to run away, but were all stopped by the surrounding combat nuns.
"This guy was not pure."
The culprit was Stella.
Stella, who had killed a man with a hammer twice as large as his head, declared with a big smile, slung her weapon over her shoulder as if she hadn't heard the screams.
"next."
"Hehehehehe~ Hehehehe~"
Stella, sitting on a well in the middle of the village, hummed a tune and swung her legs back and forth. She seemed completely oblivious to the pungent smell of coal wafting around her.
Next to it, a hammer was leaning against the well wall, covered in dried blood and human flesh. It must have killed so many people that the tip of the hammer was covered in red.
A little further to the side, a human being was seen who had been brutally butchered. It was a human being who had been mangled so horribly that it was impossible to tell whether he had been a man or a woman.
"Ugh... Ugh...."
What was even more horrifying was that he was still alive despite his appearance. A faint groan could be heard from his mouth, where all his teeth had fallen out and even his lips had been cut off.
Stella muttered with regret after seeing that.
"Why are the devil worshippers these days so weak-willed? In the past, most of them would curse me until they died, no matter how much they were tortured, so it was fun to torture them, but these days, they start crying just by having their skin peeled off… … ."
The voice was full of thought and melancholy, but the content was incredibly grim. Stella was truly sorry for the words she had said.
"Your Excellency, Stella!"
"Ah, you're finally here."
A firm voice was heard from afar. It was Iris. Stella jumped down from the well.
Even though her attire was in no way able to hide her pubic hair, there was absolutely no exposure of her private parts. It was as if someone was protecting her.
"Did you find it?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. This."
Iris held out the wad of parchment in her hand.
Stella wiped away her expression as if she had never felt sorry, and started humming again. She smiled brightly as she unfolded the parchment and looked at it one by one.
And the verdict was handed down before I had even read half of the first page.
"It's Behemoth. It's big. Where did you find traces of Behemoth?"
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"So that's why the people of this town haven't had their purity tested?"
"Yes, that's right. Because I was destined to be sacrificed to the devil."
Stella was definitely not the one who was killing innocent people indiscriminately. The devil worshippers were doing their groundwork in a secret, hidden place underground in this town.
The groundwork had been underway for years, and when the devil worshippers' efforts finally bore fruit, every single resident of the town was reduced to having their souls enslaved to the devil.
Without even knowing it.
Once a soul is bound, there is no way to undo it, and the moment a ritual is performed to summon the devil, it becomes no different from a living bomb.
The human body will explode, polluting the surrounding land, and the remaining soul will be dragged to Hell, where it will continue to scream and strengthen the unclean things until the demon is destroyed forever.
"This latest attack by the demons must have been a ritual. We can't summon a demon as big as Behemoth right away, but we can certainly use it to make our presence known to the demons by offering sacrifices."
"What about those who died before we arrived?"
"What can I do? I have to give up. Unless I completely kill Behemoth, there is no way to save the humans whose souls have been eaten by demons."
That was also why Stella used her hammer to kill all the remaining village survivors. If you die from a weapon imbued with divine power, your soul will not return to the demon but will be purified and disappear.
It is a million times better to be crushed to death with a hammer than to offer up one's soul as a living sacrifice.
Both when you die and after you die.
It was also the case that she tried to expose her breasts by lifting the holy robe of a combat nun in front of people. Thanks to the consecrated holy robe, those related to the devil could never reveal this.
At other times, she could easily open her robe and reveal her private parts, but in the presence of unclean beings, it was impossible.
And, when verifying her purity, no one saw Iris's insides. It meant that their souls were all tainted and ready to be offered as sacrifices.
"Then do you have a place to go now, Your Excellency the Inquisitor?"
"We have to chase after the remnants."
Stella threw the parchment away. The parchment fell to the floor and began to burn by itself, creating a white flame. It was a flame made of divine power.
Although she didn't show it on the outside, Iris was amazed at her appearance. She could control her divine power so freely. The battle nuns had to concentrate for a long time to create divine flames.
"Gather all the combat nuns. We will move now."
"Where are you planning to go?"
"Uhhhh... His Holiness the Pope said that God will guide us...."
Stella tapped her cheek and looked lost in thought.
God will guide you. What that meant was simple: follow where your heart leads you. No matter where you go, your goal will be achieved.
"Just go wherever your feet take you!"
"All right."
At first glance, it seemed like an irresponsible statement. However, Iris had no doubts because she knew that God's revelations were absolute.
The rank of combat nun was one that only a handful of women in the Holy Land of Raphael could attain, possessing a devout faith. It was impossible for such people to doubt God.
"Are you going to leave that trash alone?"
"Yes? Of course not!"
Stella smiled brightly. Iris knew what that smile meant. It was a smile that meant she would torture the devil-worshiping heretic until the very end, until the very moment his life ended.
"Then I will finish the work, and Iris, gather the battle nuns. We will leave as soon as we are finished."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Inquisitor."
Iris nodded and left to call the other nuns. Stella waved and smiled faintly as she saw Iris off, then turned her head to look at the devil worshipper.
There was still a faint smile on her face, but the atmosphere was completely different.
"Okay, from now on it's going to hurt a lot. Can you hold out without dying in the middle?"
The half-corpse human's twitching became more intense. It was unclear whether he was responding in this way because he understood Stella's words even though his ears had been completely cut off.
"Hehehe~ Hehehehe~"
Stella hummed and began to torture him, her hands moving busily to the music of the final screams that came from the empty mouth of the devil worshipper.
Yes. It was a pity to return to the Holy Land now. If she caught more heretics, she could have more fun. There was no way Stella would give up such a golden opportunity.
Anyway, in the Holy Nation and the Empire, devil worshippers were not treated as humans, so it didn't matter what was done to them.
What method will she use this time? Stella's hands became even busier as her head was filled with happy imaginations.
"Are we all here?"
"Yes! Inquisitor Stella!"
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Oh, the battle nuns lined up in a line answered with one voice, clanking. Stella slung her hammer over one shoulder and looked around at her subordinates.
A blessed hammer and a shield imbued with divine power. And a holy nun's habit that was considerably more revealing, if not more so. It was a sight that filled me with divinity just by looking at it.
Next to Stella was a human corpse cut into hundreds of pieces. It was a devil worshipper who was still alive and writhing until the last part was cut off.
"We're going to go after another devil worshipper now. A very, very evil devil worshipper who in the past, the priests of the Holy Nation risked their lives to break the seal and retrieve the demon."
Stella smiled brightly.
"There is no need for mercy. There is no need to put your hand up."
A smile like flowers blooming on her face appeared.
"That heretic will realize what he has done."