The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

Late in the night the day I met Marie.

I was in a suspicious passage by the name of the forbidden area the other day.

Dressed in Sister's black monastic clothes, he walks away from making footsteps.

It's easy to get rid of the signs because I've played covert.

That's still weird. There are no windows to go on or on.

It's a full moon today, but I won't give you the moonlight, of course, because I don't have windows.

Dark darkness just spreads.

Yes, it's like the devil likes it......

I thought I heard a slight noise from afar.

Put your ears on the floor and make sure the sound is true or false.

Footsteps, huh? How many... eight? No, there's a lot more of them.

A group, perhaps?

Proceeding carefully, the red light was drifting.

Watching from the aisle, lots of people are walking.

Population of different sexes and ages. What we have in common is a flashy mask on a decorated dress.

It's like going to a masquerade.

It would have been natural if the place was not the secret place of the King's Metropolitan Church but the Royal Palace, but now it is uncomfortable...... no, I guess it is authentic if we are going to perform the ritual of devil worship.

When I followed the masked group, I saw them go behind the lavish doors.

When everyone confirms that they have entered the back of the door, they confirm the signs around and look inside.

Is this... a hall? It's like an opera.

The colours are based on red and black.

The aisle is lined with red carpets for a luxurious look.

The center of the hall is like a stage, a structure with audience seats and aisles to surround it with circles.

Fortunately, the earlier masked group was on stage, so I could dive into the blind spot in the aisle without difficulty.

Exhaling to see how things were going, one man emerged from the stage sleeve, a masked man in priestly clothes.

When a man glances at a masked group and nods, he vows exaltedly.

"Welcome, everyone! While you are busy, I would like to thank you for taking a trip to tonight's noble ritual. I will work the ritual progression in a strange way. Please, call me master."

You're a radish actor. This is better than Mr. Edward, who was seven years ago.

You're Father Michaels to see from your voice... what the top priest is doing.

The ritual that the masked group is going to perform with the ecclesiastical aristocracy seems unmistakable in Sabato... I'm going to overestimate you.

I wore the black cat mask I had prepared in case of a raid.

Still observing, several white masked men appear from the stage sleeves.

The men had chains in their hands, and beyond them were about ten children fitted with handkerchiefs.

The children are dressed in beautiful white, but their eyes are raw and empty.

I guess it's no longer "broken".

"No! No!

It was a voice emanating from a young blonde girl who was at the rear of the line.

The girl is dressed in a luxurious black dress. It's like special treatment.

He also has as much anger in his eyes as he can resist.

Do you have that much mental power... or do you deliberately leave me willing to resist?

In any case, it's not a bad taste.

"Well tonight, these are the lambs dedicated to the devil! Especially this golden lamb. This is Miss Nina, the youngest daughter of the Baron Marshall family, who protected and awarded the title to the previous generations of His Majesty the King from assassins. Her innocent heart will surely be the good sacrifice of the devil!

Baron Marshall's house...... surely my youngest daughter died in a carriage accident the other day.

Assistant Cyrus' dossier said that the Marshall family changed from kings to church congregations after they changed to contemporary lords. Plus, I failed my business, and I think I'm on the verge of collapsing.

So you're saying that kid was sold to his parents?

"Well, sweetie."

"Have a ritual quickly!

"Have a sweet sight!

You got excited, the masked group started making noise.

Some of the voices I heard were also mixed with the voices I knew.

Engrave them into your brain and see what happens.

The tragedy that will be happening is easy to predict.

I guess I should go help you if I'm supposed to.

But it is if I have as much power as I can help.

What can I do if I pop up now?

Just a hypocrisy of self-satisfaction that solves nothing with just more sacrifices.

All I can do is see the end of the children and remember.

And... don't let that go to waste.

Children in white clothes are killed in turn by men in white masks.

A child who is decapitated with a knife, a child who is decapitated and desperate of intestines, a child who is made into a metta stab, a child who is cut small from the tip of his leg and driven to gradual blood loss, a child who is forced to swallow a hot needle, children who are forced to swap out their eyeballs alive and have them replaced, a child who has been chopped off his limbs, a child who has been chopped so hard to recognize his face.

The kids didn't scream one. By then, it had broken my mind.

Masked groups cheer and thrive every time one or another person is killed.

I watched them without blinking.

When nine bodies could be formed, the white-masked men stuck a long stick into them.

The tip seems to have a cloth on it, which immediately sucks up the bright red juice.

I used it and started writing something in the center of the stage.

What I could do was a strange formation. Probably what they call the Devil's Square.

Magic doesn't exist in this world.

And the devil, of course.

"Ugh, uh-oh"

The girl in the black dress - Nina saw nine bodies, driven by fear.

Of course you do, you must think you're next.

"Well, let's dedicate the main dish!

When he so declares, Father Michael approaches Nina and grabs Nina's blonde hair unconstitutionally and pulls her to the center of the formation.

Nina desperately resists, but in the shackled state, Father Michaels just laughed at her with his nose.

Rolled to the center of the formation, Nina crawls to escape.

"Hey... Brother, Brother Al, help..."

Father Michael rolls Nina on one leg and makes her lean back.

Then with the black spear offered by the man in the white mask, Father Michael himself stabbed Nina in the chest without hesitation.

I could only hear Nina breathing on stage for a little while with Hiuuuuuuuu.

Then the masked group cheered loudly.

"Oh, my father..."

"Dear devil, please hear my wish!!

"How beautiful..."

Seeing Nina desperate in the shape of fear, the masked groups could not hide their excitement.

"You say the devil is still missing. Come on, we create a world of fun and decadence!!

The excitement of the stage culminated in Father Mikhail's cry.

All of a sudden the masked group can take off their clothes, or take them off so they can peel them off.

And in the smell of intense blood, men and women get into the mess, start to act slutty and devour pleasure.

Masks who change people, change their tastes, and interact.

Those ugly acts were done to surround Nina's remains.

It's crazy.

People who are more demonic than demons...... what a mess.

Bite the girdle and back teeth.

Then, a lukewarm liquid will follow from your right hand.

Apparently, I held my hand tight and my nails were eating in.

Remove the handkerchief and sweep away the blood.

I really wanted to wrap a handkerchief around my hand, but I want to avoid finding out it was a handful in case someone found me.

"I haven't..."

He was angry at the children's deaths.

If it is the masked group or Father Mikhail who is sure to have been killed, I will have no emotion whatsoever.

Because they are outside the boundaries of what is important to them.

I am also a terrible person.

But the children are the ones who could be the people who will support this country from now on.

There could have been someone who was good at studying, someone who was good with people, someone with martial talent, etc.

I may have grown up to love and be proud of this country without talent or anything.

They used that mass of possibilities as a tool for their own pleasure.

"Devil worship is treason against the nation. Precisely. Now you just have to enjoy the pleasure. And I will only play the part that I have been charged with."

When I groaned so little, I followed the stage where the madness continued now.

Continue down the aisle exploring the signs.

Occasionally, a man or woman with a white mask runs around.

Probably the ones in charge of security and sabat chores.

I was careful not to make contact as I dropped by.

You've gone......

Confirming that the swordworn guard had passed, I tried to go down the aisle.

But having felt a moment of killing, I look back in momentum.

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There was a flash of silver shining in the darkness looming before my eyes.