- A hundred years ago, in a forest situated on the edge of the Holy Nation of Lealum, a plan was carried out to crusade the vampire Arane by the Holy Knights.

The death penalty was forbidden in the Holy Nation at the time, and at the same time those with peculiar skills like Arane were regarded as sacred under the title 'Blessing of the Holy God'.

However, only Arane had decreed a crusade in disregard of those two principles.

There is also the scale of the damage, but only because she was terrified.

In the depths of the woods, the Saints were partitioned by the raids of a herd of demons, and there they were at war in the worst form of an ambush from Arane.

"Dear Belange! With your injury now, you cannot discuss Arane! I know because I saw him first hand! That, you mustn't think of it as human! Let's retreat!

"Then no! How many holy knights do you think that demon has hit! Easy to pull down! I will... I will take my vengeance!

Shaking off his men's stillness, Knights Commander Belange pulled a severely wounded body and headed to the back of the woods alone.

"That demon, I will kill... I will kill you! Even if you don't fight me, I'll let you take the deep hand!

Belange takes on a great sword dirty in demons and his own blood, and proceeds with his breath absurd.

That's how in the deepest part of the woods, I met Arane face to face.

Arane stood as if waiting for Verange in front of a large tree, turning bright red with returning blood.

The moonlight was illuminating her through the trees.

Belange sets up a great sword and proceeds to Arane, sharpening his nerves.

If you distract yourself, you will take your life in an instant.

That's why I didn't understand Arane's words.

"Please... knight, kill Arane"

"Hey, what...?

"Arane... you're out of your mind. It's always been that way. I'm hungry, I'm very hungry, and all I can think about is that. Arane... he's so sturdy, he won't die if it's just Arane. Now that I'm not hungry, I can only think a little now... please, kill Arane..."

Arane cried and pleaded so much for Verange.

Belange lost sight of the sword he had erected and finally dropped it to the ground.

In the end, Arane will be taken back in captivity because Belange couldn't get his hands on it.

Without Arane's wishes being fulfilled, he was to be confined to the underground depths of the Grand Prison under the judgment of the Holy Nation.

Food is thrown into a dedicated tunnel from the ground hierarchy only for a minimum of minutes.

That didn't have to be human.

Arane just never feels satisfied with non-human food, and connecting hard lives has never been a problem with a normal diet.

Ever since, Arane has continued to suffer from endless, invisible suffering amidst a hunger that never healed.

In his extreme life, Arane was acquiring a technique that would only allow him to retain some self-preservation, even in a state of hunger.

- And it's been a hundred years.

One time a thick metal hunk of doors was opened that sealed a staircase connecting the underground prison to the ground hierarchy.

A group of people stood wearing the same armor as the Holy Knight a hundred years ago.

Arane also somehow understood that the armored men would be the Holy Knights of our time.

And the armored men thrust the two men that were holding them down unto Araneh.

They had bandages wrapped around their eyes and shackles fitted, and their ankles had been slashed deep.

She also quickly understood that she was wearing prisoner clothes and was apparently brought here as bait to Arane.

Arane couldn't resist a hundred years of hunger, and flashly tore them apart with her blood claws, sticking her fangs out and sipping their blood.

Seeing that tragic sight, the Holy Knights glanced spookily, some of them holding their mouths.

"... you guys, huh? Are you here to kill Arane?

Arane looks up at the Saints.

A woman knight with a feisty impression with short cuts of golden hair stepped forward to Arane.

"[The Devil of the Great Prison], Arane. We have received the life of the Virgin Rixilla and have come to negotiate with you. The Virgin needs your help."

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Arane was silent for a while and looked at the face of the lady knight who was still at the head.

She was just frightened of Arane, too, and I could see her being excessively nervous.

"Arane, Arane, I'd like to see the Virgin. If you're going to like the Virgin, I'll help you."

- That's how Arane was taken out of the Grand Prison.

In a room behind the cathedral, during the strict watches of the Saint Knights, Arane was associated with the Virgin Lilixilla.

As Arane approached Lilixira one step closer, the Holy Knights hung their hands on the sheath of their swords on each one.

Lilixilla gave the signal with her hand and stopped it, and stepped forward and approached Arane.

"Nice to meet you, Arane. Can't you help us crusade evil dragons and become heroes of salvation? That way your sins will also be purified in the name of the Holy God. Freedom is guaranteed, of course."

Lilixilla said so to Arane with a gentle grin.

For a little while the silence continued.

Arane was just staring at Lilixilla's face.

"The response..."

"Even Arane... can you be a hero?

It seems Lilixilla thought she was going to dig in and ask about her freedom, and she seemed surprised by what Arane had said and done.

He seemed to think that it was some kind of rush.

"Yes, if you contribute to the Evil Dragon Crusade, you will be recognized by all nations as a hero."

Arane chuckled.

- Oh, this guy, he's such a liar.

Lilixilla's expression was a little strong.

I think I found something suspicious about Arane's calculations.

"Fine, fine, yeah. Arane, Arane, I think I'm going to love the Virgin very much. I'll help you with everything."