With pale hands, clutching the hilt of the scythe, Moria, with her head bowed, stood in front of Mephistopheles' discolored statue, not knowing where to go.

Before arriving here, she had indeed received an order from Mephistopheles to get rid of the "Lord Courier". In fact, it was not the first time that the seemingly weak Moriya had done such a thing, and several skeletons in the shelter had also died in her hands.

The reason why she "accidentally" touched a skeleton just now, causing the dry bones to turn into dust, also has the meaning of destroying the corpse.

However, when she was about to do it, Moriya began to hesitate in her heart.

- Is the Messenger really a monster that must be eliminated, as the Mephistopheles God says?

Moria, who had gone on adventures with the Courier, knew that the man was indeed a maverick and dangerous fellow, and he did not even want to be controlled by Mephistopheles, but chose his own path. As the god Mephistopheles had said, keeping him would indeed bring instability, and the Messenger's ongoing ancient sacrifice was a matter of complete urgency.

But...... Is the Courier really wrong?

For the first time in her life, Moria began to be a little suspicious of the gods' commands.

The "Holy Maiden", who has always served the Mephistopheles God and is also secretly conveying information to the Blood God, has always been a faithful servant of the gods since she gained life, and now the Blood God has died. She'd be loyal to Mephistopheles, but—

If he hadn't chosen to hide in Mephistopheles' chapel and instead embarked on the path of wandering, would he have been like the Courier? Become an uninhibited "lone ranger"?

Looking at the skin of her hands that was close to translucent, Moria's brows were twisted into a Sichuan shape, gritting her teeth and thinking about what to do next, and the intermittent voice squeezed out from between her teeth:

"I'm going to ...... Repay...... Master Mephistopheles. ”

- though when Mephistopheles told the Courier the story of the old days, she pretended not to know anything. For that horrific history, Moria actually knows all too well. Because...... She is actually one of the vampires summoned by the Bloodcult!

She had long since lost her memories of being summoned, only remembering that she had awakened from the underground circle, and that after waking up, she and several other companions who had been summoned had immediately enjoyed the living sacrifices offered by the Blood Cult followers.

With no memory, she is like a blank sheet of paper, and she accepts the fact that she is a subordinate of the "Blood God" as a matter of course. At that time, Moria can no longer remember clearly, she can only vaguely remember herself at that time, like a beast that follows the instincts of the blood clan, everything else is irrelevant except for eating.

The "Blood God", who was also hidden underground, began to give instructions to her and other vampires to collect souls, and she did not hesitate to accept the order, and kept killing the inhabitants of Sodom to complete the goal of "collecting souls". Until the Blood God was suppressed by other gods, and the Blood Clan began to be massively defeated.

To this day, Moria still remembers the events of that night clearly:

Gray dust fell from the sky, and the entire city was shrouded in a haze, littered with burned corpses and vampires turning to dust.

With her survival instinct, the bruised Moria, who escaped from the pursuit of the demon soldiers, came to Mephistopheles by mistake, when she was already dying, and even if she got rid of the pursuit, she was about to be unable to hold on.

Just as she fell to the ground and watched her hands turn into dust under the burning pain, a soft "divine light" shrouded her, and the scars on her body miraculously disappeared.

Moria's eyes widened in surprise, feeling the bath of divine light, and a soft voice sounded in her ears, as if with convincing magic:

"You're safe, outsider."

"Thank you......" Moria's voice was hoarse.

"Would you like to serve Mephistopheles? I can guarantee your safety. The demagogic voice continued to speak to the desperate vampire.

"I ...... Willing. Moria, who was seriously injured, nodded without hesitation in order to continue living.

Since then, she has become the "Holy Maiden" under Mephistopheles, and at the same time has received a part of Mephistopheles' powers, becoming the "Divine Supporter" of this god.

Due to the mutual exclusion of the blood clan's body and Mephistopheles' strength, even if she entered the form of a god, she could only last for ten minutes. and Mephistopheles's other god "Faust", which is not on the same level at all.

In order not to reveal her blood identity, she can only disguise herself as a "waste wood" who cannot use the power of the gods, and usually acts as a sect saint, and the other "dirty work" is arranged by Mephistopheles to Faust.

As a Kindred who lost her memory when she was summoned, Moria's thinking pattern is not complicated, but unusually simple. She doesn't want to pay attention to the various struggles within the city, and only wants to repay the help of Mephistopheles, a life-saving benefactor. After that, he continued to serve Mephistopheles and never had any rebellious thoughts. But—

"Why ......," she muttered to herself.

She didn't know why her hands were shaking, she didn't know why she was hesitating, what should have been an easy way to clear the portal seemed to be as difficult as ever.

There was something strange about it, and it began to rise from the cold head, which was an idea that had never been seen before, and at the same time, a "blasphemous" thought that was very rebellious:

You also want to ...... Became like that, right?

You want to be free, right?

Even if it's to repay the favor, so many years are enough. You also want to act as you please, explore the city's stories, and find your own lost memories, rather than hiding in the chapel every day and receiving the insatiable cursed ones for Lord Mephistopheles......

After witnessing the actions of the "Courier-sama", Moria's sudden disgust with her old way of life develops.

- Should we continue to repay the grace of saving lives, or should we seek freedom and no longer be confined to the gloomy chapel to do what we want?

Moria gritted her teeth and looked at the "Messenger-sama" who was sleeping against the wall. Presumably, the messenger must have trusted himself very much, so he still slept so deeply after noticing the anomaly of this "shelter".

- Are you going to kill him? Kill the man who took you out on an adventure to satisfy your curiosity and rescued you from the illusion of the Old Gods?

Moria took a slow step forward, as if she had exhausted all her strength.