Chapter 25: The Holy and the Damned

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At least I ended up as a couple with Mai Sakurajima, so it wasn't a total loss...

Consoling himself, Badr stepped into the teleportation magic circle and was instantly transported to the summoner's location.

But as soon as the teleportation ended, Badr's hairs stood on end!

There was a murderous aura!!

His nerves tightened abruptly, and almost the instant the teleportation was completed, Badr felt a strong sense of danger!

The devil's instincts were frantically warning him!!

Swish!!

Black devil wings spread out behind him as Badr instinctively took a step forward to his side, his body shifting a meter in an instant.

Whoosh!!

There was a sound of something cutting through the air.

"Huh?"

A slightly surprised exclamation followed.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, causing Badr, whose sense of smell was greatly enhanced, to wrinkle his nose.

The sky outside was already dim, and there were no lights in the house, but it didn't affect Badr's vision.

He scanned the direction from which the attack had come, taking in the scene.

Sofa, coffee table, TV... it looked like a living room.

But alongside these normal pieces of furniture, there was something absolutely abnormal.

Blood was everywhere, along with some shattered pieces of what looked like liver...

And on the living room wall, a corpse was nailed upside down, its head on the ground...

It was a human, a woman, and beside her were the remnants of a summoning circle, indicating she was the summoner who had called forth a Devil.

Large nails pinned her feet, torso, and hands to the wall;

Her body had been slashed and mutilated, with dismembered parts falling out of the wounds—internal organs!

The sight of the corpse was truly horrific.

One couldn't help but wonder what deep hatred someone must have had to torture her so cruelly.

On the wall, large letters were drawn in her blood.

"Evildoers will be punished..."

Just reading it once made Badr's head throb.

Badr snorted coldly, his expression unchanged, knowing these were the words of a saint, a chant specifically targeting Devils.

"This is the saint's words!!"

An arrogant and maniacal voice responded from a nearby shadow, and a young man slowly emerged from it.

He looked young, about seventeen or eighteen, not much older than Badr.

With white hair and surprisingly good looks.

But his attire was that of a church priest.

"Hm? Hm~~? Oh my, isn't this the little Devil?"

He laughed wildly, "Ahaha, makes sense! After all, you came out of that summoning circle!"

Badr remained silent, his face cold. He sensed a threat from this person.

This human was powerful.

And the priest laughed arrogantly, singing:

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