Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The narrow mountain path is well-arranged, like a paintbrush dropped from the sky by a god.

Although it looks messy, if you look down from the sky, you can see the precisely divided boundaries.

Looking up along the asphalt road at the foot of the mountain, you will find that the forest, which is obviously close at hand, has a foggy and blurred feeling, which makes the church in the empty space on the hillside look extremely clear.

"There are signs of fluctuations in the spiritual veins, and the barrier has also been activated. It turns out that this is not fake news..."

"It's true that intelligence is prone to omissions, and it's also time-sensitive, but after all, it's at a level that can be reported to the Burial Authority, so it's still somewhat reliable, even though the cause is very baffling."

"After all, the one who knows you best is often your enemy. Even if he is not an agent, he has worked in the church for his entire life. It is not surprising that he knows the inside information. However, he actually dared to release the news of the ancestor of the Dead Apostles to deceive. I don't know whether that idiot is ignorant of the world or simply reckless."

In front of the church door, an old man and a young man were looking at the bloodstains that had seeped into the door and chatting as if nothing had happened.

The boy with shoulder-length hair has a delicate face and fair skin, and looks like the standard shota in a book.

But there is not a trace of weakness in him that should be associated with his age.

The indifferent look, even if it is not deliberate, still reveals a sense of alienation from the bones.

The old man was quite the opposite, tall and thin, with graying hair, but he always had a smile on his face and looked very kind. With the glasses on his nose and his squinted eyes, he had a shrewd look that made him want people to get close to him.

They were all dressed in neat vestments, like priests, but the difference in status was exactly the opposite of their age.

The boy, who looked like a child who had not grown up, ordered the old man around in a matter-of-fact tone, just like a person waving his wrist.

"Have you asked the mice to check it?"

"I checked. Although it's just a rough impression, the black girl and the white beast can only be the Black Princess. It's the same as you thought, Master Meilian."

"It's strange that the two loyal knights didn't follow the master. Plus, there aren't that many dead apostles who like to travel around, so it's not hard to guess. The key lies in whether the clues are correct."

The young man - Meilian Solomon shook his head nonchalantly.

"What a pity. After all, this opportunity is rare. I also want to meet with Arteluqi and try to hurt her so that she will lie dormant for a while."

As an existence standing at the top of the inner world, it would be fine if the Heiji faction had the advantage in numbers, but if it was just a one-on-one fight, Mei Lian had such confidence.

In fact, if he didn't even have this level of confidence, he would have been eaten by Altuluchi long ago.

As one of the original twenty-seven ancestors, although he is now only ranked twenty, this is entirely because he joined the Burial Agency and was judged to have reduced his threat.

Before becoming a Dead Apostle, Mei Lian possessed a supernatural power similar to that of a terminal, which could be regarded as the highest level of spiritualism.

However, since he could only materialize the wishes of others but not his own, Mei Lian was not favored because of this power. Instead, like Angra Mainyu, he was treated as a symbol of the Son of God and had his limbs chopped off and was worshipped.

It was not until he was transformed by Zhu Yue that he was reborn, and with the faith he gained from this experience, he constructed a fantasy demon called the Four Great Beasts to replace his own brothers and sisters, and acquired the alias of the equally famous demon master, Solomon.

Although the power of this terminal is not as outrageous as the Ten Commandments bestowed by God, which can forcibly restrain high-dimensional life in the form of a demon god, the four great monsters constructed by Mei Lian are also equivalent to god-level fantasy species.

Theoretically, each of them has power comparable to that of the Progenitor of the Dead Apostles.

Due to the fact that they are not primates and that they can be recreated as long as Meilian exists, Meilian is not so afraid of the power of the White Beast.

What's more, the hostile relationship between him and Heiji has been going on for a long time.

As a being saved by Zhu Yue, he has a strong admiration and loyalty to the Moon King, and projects his emotions onto Bai Ji.

Therefore, after Altruci took away her sister's hair, Meilian, as a loyal fan of Baiji, has been at odds with her.

"It's really regrettable, but you don't have to be disappointed. Hei Ji didn't leave here easily. She left after a battle with others. My friends told me a lot of details."

The old man pushed up his glasses and answered.

As Mei Lian's left arm, it is a fantasy species known as the 'Rat King'. Its combat power is far from satisfactory, but it can achieve perfect transformation, and has many rats supporting it in the dark crevices, so it has unparalleled intelligence capabilities.

"Fight...are you sure?"

Mei Lian showed an incredible look.

It's not that he didn't notice any traces in the forest, but he didn't associate them with a battle.

After all, the scale is too small.

With Heiji's strength, if a serious battle took place, it would be normal for not only this hill, but even the city beneath her feet to become bumpy.

"Of course," the old man nodded seriously, "Although their minds were controlled and moved to the edge of the forest, avoiding the center of the battle, just like the purpose of this gentle behavior itself, they did not lose the memory of being controlled."

"Kurohime was definitely in a serious fighting state at that time. Even the unintelligent beasts could sense this fact."

"That's really fun."

Mei Lian showed a look of great expectation.

Altluchi used all his strength but still only left such marks, and the white beast for some reason did not help it in the battle. These two pieces of information made him think of many things.

"And the way he drove away the bystanders and treated the wild animals equally...it seems that he must be the living saint."

Mei Lian said with certainty.

He didn't even think much about it because the answer to this multiple-choice question was so obvious.

This was confidential information that needed to be handled by the Burial Agency, and none of his colleagues would do such a thing.

This has nothing to do with strength, but even if they have the spare time and time, they will not do it, even the most gentle priest Dawn and Roya's former reincarnation are the same.

With such a leisurely performance, the other party really lived up to the miracle he showed.

Can the right hand reproduce all the miracles of Christianity?
Thinking of this, Mei Lian frowned.

As a saint with an unknown mission, it was not a good sign for him to find the ancestor of the Dead Apostles in his first action.

Moreover, Heiji's reaction was also very subtle.

The White Beast was right next to him and was using all his strength, so it was definitely not a test. However, the noise he made was so small that even the city below didn't hear anything.

For what reason would the arrogant Ji Jun make such a concession?
It couldn't be that he was knocked to the ground by that living saint and taken away to be a sex slave, right?

Such a blasphemous thought made Mei Lian smile bitterly and shook her head.

Where can there be such a saint...

He has lived for thousands of years, and all the saints he met were noble people who made others feel ashamed of themselves.

Although he had always been at odds with the church, he always maintained due respect for his successors who were able to gain the title of saint.

However, even so.

"You must be on guard..."

Judging from the unscrupulous behavior of the existing ancestors of the Dead Apostles, no matter what the new saint thinks of them, taking precautions in advance may help avoid certain devastating events.

Even for him, this might be an opportunity.

By taking advantage of the relationship of belonging to the same Holy Church, it might be possible to use an open conspiracy and the power of the saint to solve some very difficult problems.

"Speaking of which, Roya's revival date is approaching..."

Mei Lian murmured, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the full moon in the sky. In order to eliminate this trouble for Bai Ji from the root, it seemed like a good idea to pull this living saint onto his chariot.

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"The view of the station at night is really fresh..."

The tall boy walked on the empty platform, sighing softly. Although the little white beast on his shoulder did not agree, its eyes were also full of curiosity.

Because it was already three o'clock in the morning and we were still in the suburbs, the entrance to the abandoned station was covered with hazy white fog.

Except for a few meters around him, the surrounding scenery could only be reflected as dim shadows in the fog, and in the refracted light, occasionally, something would swim like a fish.

It looks like the gate to hell or the mouth of a monster. If you step in easily, you will be killed.

But the boy seemed not to notice this and looked at everything around him with great interest.

The girl walking behind him was no less fearful. She showed none of the stereotypical female fear of the dark. She just stared at her clothes with displeasure.

It was a maid outfit.

Moreover, it is different from the traditional maid outfit, which consists of a long black dress that covers even the ankles and an apron decorated with white ruffles.

The maid outfit on the girl is quite modern and has a strong Japanese style.

The length of the skirt is the same as that of the JK uniform, which better sets off the slender and graceful curve of the calf. The slightly tight black stockings also have a unique luster.

"You're a pervert for making me wear this kind of clothes!"

Altluchi complained angrily in a voice that only Roland could hear.

"This complaint is totally unreasonable. I have already changed into a more conservative regular style as you requested."

Roland replied calmly.

What he originally planned to prepare for the girl was a cuter maid outfit, but unfortunately, at the first sight of the outfit, Artelucci rejected it.

It wasn't a strange outfit at all. In terms of exposure, it was about the same as the off-shoulder dress that Heiji was wearing when they first met. I don't know why he was so resistant to it.

However, considering that there is still a lot of time left, there is no need to rush.

With the reward price stipulated in the contract, the girl will put on the maid outfit on her own initiative sooner or later.

"In order to limit the range to the regular styles in Japan! Can't you be more conservative? This is Europe, so British-style maid costumes are more reasonable."

Artluqi, who had not yet realized Roland's sinister intentions, pressed the hem of her skirt and sighed helplessly.

"That won't do. The difference between an English maid outfit and a Japanese maid outfit is like the difference between a human and a monkey. You know, this is what I'm going to see every day, and I won't tolerate any shoddy work."

Roland responded to Heiji's doubts righteously and quickly grasped the righteousness.

"Besides, this is a necessary sacrifice. If disguise is the goal, how can there be no sacrifice at all?"

"Although because of the master-servant relationship of the followers, when you are with me, your presence will become weaker because of the connection, but there is a limit."

"After all, I'm not trying to hide myself on purpose. If you dress too flashy, you'll only expose yourself faster."

After signing the contract with Roland, Artelucci acquiesced to Roland's proposal and began to follow him.

Although her power has returned, in the cognition of the contract, she is still the vampire who has devoted almost all of her power to Roland, like a shadow, even her name is blurred, thus avoiding the White Knight's lock.

Once she wants to use the power that originally belonged to Heiji, she must give Roland benefits, or rewards, as a price within a certain time limit.

Although she was extremely reluctant, just like the reason why she was tricked by herself, her overconfidence in power had no effect on Roland, but when it worked on herself, it was simply amazing and she didn't give up at all.

They are submissive in the face of the laws from outside the world, but strike hard against the locals inside the world.

The main point is that he is a layman in foreign wars but an expert in civil wars.

Just like Bai Ji couldn't get her long hair back, if Roland didn't remove it himself, even Artluchi wouldn't be able to find a way to deal with it for a while.

With Fu Fu by her side, she normally doesn't have to worry about her own safety, but her pride as a princess makes it difficult for Altuluchi to tolerate such unpredictable defects.

It would be better to follow Roland and observe his next actions, and by the way, study the opportunity to terminate the contract.

Therefore, she would not use her power unless necessary, and naturally had to disguise herself to a certain extent in her daily life.

"If it doesn't work, I have a nun's uniform left by another girl. Do you want to try it?"

Under Altluchi's puzzled gaze, Roland took out a nun's uniform as if by magic.

"——Please forgive me for refusing."

The moment she saw the dress, Artluci spoke without hesitation.

This was not only because it was a bit shameful for her to become a nun as a Dead Apostle, but also because the nun uniforms provided by Roland were too... obscene.

Heiji really couldn't find more appropriate words than this.

The nun's uniform was obviously modified, barely covering the hips. It was matched with black tights, but the style of the upper body was the same as that of an orthodox nun's uniform, creating a contrast between holiness and enchantment.

It's not even an attempt to hide something that makes it more obvious. This dress clearly states that it is used to seduce.

Compared to that dress, the previous maid outfit she rejected could only be described as old-fashioned.

Seeing that Artelucci refused so firmly, Fu Fu on Roland's shoulder also sighed sincerely.

Although it is a female, it also admires beautiful girls. Naturally, it looks forward to seeing Arteluci wearing this nun's uniform, which shows her noble, lewd, pure and flawless appearance.

But soon, when it noticed Heiji's dangerous eyes that seemed to be able to kill people, it tactfully retracted its tail and hid behind Roland's shoulder.

"What a shame, but whatever, the maid is pleasing to the eye anyway."

Roland smacked his lips with a hint of regret, put away his clothes, and looked at Altluchi.

"That leaves only one flaw in your disguise."

"What flaw?"

Heiji glanced at Roland coldly.

The other person's gaze was gentle and calm, and he looked serious, exactly the same as when they first met.

Although I don't know what the other party is up to, this looks suspicious no matter how I look at it.

"Of course it's the attitude."

Roland smiled and said, "The essence of disguise is to match the atmosphere. Just wearing similar clothes is at most called cosplay."

"She is my maid, but her attitude towards me is so cold. Isn't this very strange? As a maid, you may not have to be very enthusiastic towards your employer, but at least you should be polite."

and so--

"Ms. Altuluqi, is it time for you to call me Master?" (End of this chapter)