The land of the Holy Religion, the contemplation chamber in the depths of the Inquisition.

With some kind of viscous liquid under his feet, Messi walked towards the depths of the Inquisition.

It was once the most secret place of the Inquisition, and no one but the bishop of the Inquisition could set foot in it.

But now it is in ruins.

Messi looked at the bloodstained walls around the walls, and there was some gray liquid around them.

It was a place that had recently experienced a great war, a war between the Inquisition and the Holy Army.

This is a long-planned 'usurpation'.

The Desireless, the mentor of the Messiah, had returned to the Holy City half a month ago, bringing back the magic machine used to record the film, which they called 'demonic creations'.

And the Holy Maiden Herolia relied on this 'demonic creation' to record many unknown scenes inside the Inquisition, many of which are unacceptable even to the Messiah now.

These records became the last trigger for Heloria to overthrow the entire Inquisition......

The Holy Cult Army gathered in the cathedral of the Holy City and completely purged the organization that survived on the dark side of the Holy City, and the former heretical inquisitors became 'heretics' in just half a month.

"Mentor, is this really the right thing to do?"

Messiah looked at the corpses piled up on the ground, all of them the bodies of the Inquisitors.

"Maybe it was wrong in the first place."

The Desireless Man walked slowly out of the darkness on crutches, his voice full of remorse.

Under Messi's gaze, the Desireless came to a corner of the meditation room, and after he entered his magic into a symbol on the wall, a secret door slowly opened in front of Messi.

"Mentor, this is ......"

Misai covered her nose at this moment, and the stench of the breath coming from behind the door made her sick to her stomach.

"Atelier alchemy." The Desireless stumbled into the secret door.

Messey also walked in with him, and found that there were indeed many alchemy bottles and jars inside, but there were also many beds and... Some glass jars filled with eyeballs and unknown liquids.

"What the hell is this here built for?"

Messi looked at the beds, which were stained with blood that had dried up for a long time, and the entire atelier smelled of indescribable decay.

"Research, the Inquisition was founded to conduct some research, and at that time we were just researchers."

The Desireless walked deeper into the Atelier and told Messi some of his untold secrets.

"There is also an unknown ruin in the underground of the Holy City, but it is very small, and we have found a creature in the ruins... Bones, which contain an unknown magic. ”

After following the Desireless One to the depths of the Alchemist's workshop, Messi discovers that the style of the surrounding buildings has become completely different.

"At first, we were just trying to figure out who the owner of the bone was, but it wasn't until a researcher found the body that gave the power on the bones to a human body in a trance, and the nightmare began."

“……”

Listening to the explanation of the desireless one, Messi began to chill all over his body for some reason.

"Are they all taken away?"

The Desireless came to the end of the Atelier alchemy, which was structured like an altar, but the enshrinement had completely disappeared.

"Mentor... To take away means ......"

"The Inquisitors weren't annihilated by us, they just changed places." The voice of the Desireless was filled with a sense of concern: "Messi, go to Herolia's side, your 'eyes' can break through the disguises of the Inquisitors and protect her. ”

"Understood."

Recently, the Holy City has changed so much that Messiah is completely unable to adapt, and the most unsuitable thing is the fact that Herolia is already in power.

She didn't even have the satisfaction of victory...

But Messi knew what her mission was, and she hurried out of this ominous place.

………………

"What are you doing, Lord Heloria?"

As soon as Messi entered Herolia's room, he saw her slumping at her desk and writing a book.

"Write new songs."

Herolia was quick to give a messian answer.

"New song?"

This answer made the Messiah instantly enter a state of doubt.

"Magic Net recently launched a very interesting branch application, it seems to be called Magic Net Cloud Music... If I don't release a few new songs, Miss Leah probably won't know anyone in Nolan. Heloria replied.

Of course, Messe knows that the magic net has recently been updated with a bunch of new features, including that magic net cloud music that she has been using recently, but...

"Lord Heloria, you have just overthrown the papal rule...... "Messi uttered a word that could be called a great rebellion.

If it had been before, she would definitely have thought about drawing her sword against this monarch killer, but Messiah, under the guidance of the Desireless, had already figured out the 'corruption' of the ruling class of the Holy Cult Country, so she was temporarily on Hloria's side.

But the problem is that even if Messi doesn't understand politics, he knows that Herolia should now be busy consolidating her power and managing all kinds of chaos in the country.

"That little guy is still sitting in the Pope's seat, after killing the Inquisition, I can do a little more, can you be quiet for a while now in the Messiah?"

"Well... Good. ”

Messi stood silently behind Herolia, watching her creation.

"No, that's not how it feels."

Herolia brushed out the lyrics she had just written, hummed a verse or two again, and then fell into deep thought again.

Messi waited for almost half an hour before Herolia stopped her pen and stretched.

"Tomorrow I'll try with those apprentices in the choir."

Judging from the swinging of her legs under the chair, you could tell that she should be very happy right now.

"That's right, the Messiah... I have a commission for you. ”

Helolia closed the sheet music in front of her.

The score could be described as heavy, and Heloria seemed to have been focusing on it since the Frost Elf's concert was over.

"Again... Do you want to sing again? ”

The bad experience at the World Chant Contest had become a nightmare for the mess, so the moment she heard Herolia say the word 'commission', she almost drew her sword as if she were facing a great enemy.

"Of course not." A creepy smile appeared on Herolia's face that made the mess chill.

"Then Lord Heloria, do you have any new orders?"

Although Messi sensed that Herolia's smile was not good, even if Herolia ordered her to crusade against a dangerous monster, she could reluctantly accept it.

"Messiah." Herolia took Messi's hands, raised her head and looked at Messi with gentle eyes, and said, "I think you kid has the qualifications to become a movie star, let's make a movie together." ”

"He... Hloria-sama, please refrain from such jokes. ”

After a few seconds of froze, Messi shook his head and quickly refused.

"I'm serious, maybe we should try, that Chaos Demon has brought change to this world, if we don't catch up, the Holy Sect Country will be crushed sooner or later."

When Herolia said this, Messi felt the strength of Herolia's grip on her hand gradually increase, and it seemed that there was a posture that Messi would not let go if he did not agree.

At this time, Messi really wanted to be like the Chaos Demon and say the words 'I refuse' in a dignified manner, but her position determined that she could not refuse this request, and Herolia was indeed not joking.