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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Estia’s pure white holy water possessed the power to purify demonic energy. This was a unique property of holy water imbued with divine power.
Although the Church’s experiments had caused some side effects, this purifying effect remained unchanged. Greed felt an agonizing burning sensation on his skin.
“G-Guh… S-Shit…!!”
“Stop cursing! Tell me! Where’s Mister?!”
“D-Do you think… I would tell you-?”
“If you don’t talk, it’s torture time!”
Splash-
Estia poured another cup of holy water over Greed’s head. The holy water cascaded down his body, causing him to tremble in agony. But Greed refused to speak.
‘I-If I talk… I’ll die… I can’t… I can’t die…’
His attempt to deceive them had failed. He wouldn’t reveal anything that might jeopardize his survival. His desire to live, his greed, was too powerful.
He couldn’t bring himself to mention that purifying his spirit would resolve the situation.
“Sigh, that man is gone now… I, who possess this body… will become him… I will give you everything you desire…”
“Lies! Mister wouldn’t die so easily!”
“G-Guh-!!!”
“Hee hee, if you don’t want to die, tell me the truth!”
That crazy Saintess.
She would kill him even if he talked…
‘Things have gone terribly wrong… Ever since I entered this body… everything has gone wrong…’
The Grimoire that foretold the future hadn’t mentioned his death.
But now, he was certain he would die here.
Erased from existence by the Saintess’s divine power, the Demon Lord of Avarice would be no more.
Drenched in holy water, Greed’s senses began to fade. As his control slipped away, he voiced his final, greedy desire.
“…Saintess, I have a question.”
“What is it! You fake Mister!”
“Why… why do you, no, why does the Hero’s party desire this man so strongly…? He’s strong for a human, but he’s not that attractive…? Wouldn’t you rather desire a Demon Lord like me-?”
“Don’t insult Mister! He’s very attractive! This is your punishment!”
“Guh-!!”
Greed felt like a criminal being branded in the Joseon era. Estia meticulously wiped Mister’s face, as if polishing a precious porcelain doll.
“Don’t drool on Mister’s face! If it was really Mister, he would have endured this pain easily! Mister’s spirit is incredibly strong!”
“His spirit… Is that why you’re all drawn to this man…?”
“No? I’m drawn to his looks? Mister is handsome!”
“…”
Handsome?
Greed, who had once been vain about his own appearance, found the Saintess’s words absurd.
“A scruffy beard he doesn’t bother to shave. Sharp, intense eyes. He looks like an ordinary man, no matter how you look at him.”
“Mister isn’t ordinary! Apologize right now!”
“G-Guh…”
How many times was this now, damn it.
He felt like he was descending into hell.
Greed caught his breath and met Estia’s golden gaze. Her eyes were clearly clouded by infatuation.
‘…As expected, it’s his spirit.’
There was no opening.
No way for him to exploit this man’s body.
None whatsoever.
Greed resigned himself to his fate.
“…Kill me.”
“No! If you die, Mister will die! Hmm… how should I kill you?”
She couldn’t kill the body.
She had to destroy the spirit separately.
Was divine power the answer?
Estia filled the cup with holy water and brought it to Mister’s lips.
“Hee hee, I’ll let you taste my sticky holy water!”
“…”
“Stay still! Drink my holy water! Or I’ll splash it on you again!”
“I-It’s not me. I’m not refusing.”
Mister’s body shook its head in defiance. It wasn’t Greed’s will, but Lee Jun-woo’s.
Overexposure to Estia’s divine power caused uncontrollable laughter.
Lee Jun-woo desperately shook his head, trying to avoid the holy water.
“Hmm, is this not working?”
What other method should she use?
As Estia pondered her next move, the door opened, revealing a girl with pink hair.
Hare’s expression was grim.
“…Estia.”
“Oh? Hare! Long time no see! B-But why do you look so scary? Did I do something wrong…? Ahaha…?”
“…”
Hare approached Estia, radiating a dangerous aura. Estia instinctively felt threatened.
‘W-Why is she so scary?!’
Something…
Something was different!
Hare stood before Estia, her gaze piercing. She opened her mouth and spoke.
“…Estia.”
“Y-Yes?”
“Why did you take Mister’s body?”
“H-He looked dangerous…?”
“…You didn’t do anything to Mister’s body, did you? I heard strange noises earlier…”
She had come because she heard the screams.
Estia fidgeted nervously, avoiding Hare’s gaze.
“N-Nothing? I’m a benevolent Saintess, so I probably didn’t do anything bad?”
“…Why are you guessing?”
“Y-You’re right? Why am I like this?”
Estia knew the answer.
‘How can I tell you it’s because your dead eyes are terrifying!’
But she couldn’t bring herself to say it.
It was a matter of survival.
Her body refused to speak the words.
“…I see.”
“T-That’s right!”
“…Hmm.”
Hare quietly surveyed the room. Mister’s body, leaning against the wall, looked drenched. The floor was soaked. And Estia’s expression was suspicious.
‘But she’s always like that.’
Hare, realizing that nothing untoward had happened, relaxed her stance.
‘Hooray! I’m alive!’
Estia celebrated her survival internally.
Hare glanced at Mister’s bound body.
“Anyway, judging by the holy water… you noticed too, right? The thing inside Mister’s body…”
“Of course! It didn’t smell like Mister at all! It smelled like… weird mold!”
“Then we can skip the explanations. Get that thing out of Mister’s body right now. You’re a Saintess, you should be able to do it, right?”
“…”
Could she do it?
Estia thought for a moment, then declared confidently.
“O-Of course! Trust me! I’ll try to get it out!”
“Hurry up, I miss Mister… I don’t like that thing pretending to be Mister… I want to see the real Mister…”
Hare left the task to Estia and curled up in a corner, burying her face in her knees. She looked exhausted, both physically and mentally.
‘…But I feel like I’m forgetting something.’
She couldn’t put her finger on it…
She had found Estia and asked her to return Mister to normal.
So her job was done, right?
Hare, thinking this, succumbed to her exhaustion. Her consciousness faded as her mind drifted towards sleep.
But…
“Estia!! Are you here!?”
Crash!!
Luna burst through the door, shattering Hare’s hopes of a peaceful slumber. Estia, staring at the broken door, muttered in disbelief.
“M-My room… the door… it’s broken…?”
“As expected, you were here! Estia! Quickly, heal Saten! S-Saten’s bleeding won’t stop… she might die!”
“M-My privacy… it’s gone…”
“Mister will fix it later! Just check on Saten first! You’re a Saintess! You have to save people!”
“!!”
A Saintess.
Those words snapped Estia out of her despair. She adopted a serious, professional demeanor.
“Where’s the patient? I’ll heal her. Where is she injured?”
“Her wrists! She cut her wrists deeply!”
“Trying to end her life by cutting her wrists… The patient’s mental state is unstable!”
“No, she tried to kill us by cutting her wrists.”
“…It’s fine! Her mental state is still unstable!”
Luna nodded in agreement.
“Anyway, it’s excessive bleeding! Returning Mister to normal is important, but… please look at Saten first!”
“Hmm…”
Let’s see.
Estia touched Saten’s arm.
It was cold.
“No way! She’s not… dead.”
Her heart was still beating.
Saten always had a low body temperature.
Estia examined Saten’s wrists. They were bandaged, but the bandages were soaked with blood.
“…What should I do?”
Hmm, thinking is too tiring.
What did that teacher tell her to do to heal people?
Estia tried to recall the lessons she had received while Mister was away.
‘To heal people, you need a lot of divine power… Hey, stop drawing and listen to me!’
‘Studying is boring! I want to draw! I won’t do it unless Mister praises me! Bring Mister here! I don’t need your praise!’
‘…You’re even crazier than I thought.’
How to heal people!
She couldn’t remember!
No other methods came to mind, and since she couldn’t remember, Estia decided to try the most likely solution.
“Holy water heals all ailments, right…!? It’s the Goddess’s power! It should work!”
“I-Is that right? Is that how you heal people?”
“I don’t know! But I don’t have any other options! Here goes-!”
Whatever.
Splash-
Estia poured the remaining holy water onto Saten’s wrists.
Saten always cut her wrists when using her power, leaving numerous scars. But as Estia’s holy water touched the wounds, the cuts and scratches vanished without a trace.
Luna, amazed, exclaimed,
“T-The bleeding stopped! The surgery was a success, Estia!”
“Of course! I’m Estia, the Saintess!”
Estia puffed out her chest, her confidence soaring through the roof. But her joy was short-lived.
“Wait a moment.”
Tap-
Hare placed a hand on Estia’s shoulder. Her red eyes glowed coldly.
“…It’s Mister’s turn now.”
“Eek…! O-Okay! I’ll heal him right away! Just don’t hit me!”
Estia scurried over to Mister’s bound body. Greed, sensing his impending doom, remained silent.
“…”
“I’ll make sure the last patient suffers!”
If you gain one, you desire two.
If you gain two, you desire three.
If you desire three, you desire four.
This was Greed’s way of life, born from the emotion of avarice.
‘That was my life…’
Why did he feel regret now?
Greed had obtained everything he desired until he met the Hero’s party.
He had sought immortality, attempting to kill the Hero, but his life had taken a turn for the worse after his failure. Using Lee Jun-woo’s voice, Greed spoke with a tinge of regret.
“The Grimoires who followed me abandoned me. Because I had become weak. I coveted their talent and made them my servants. But they abandoned me when they no longer needed me.”
“Hmm, what’s the best way to separate the spirit~?”
“After I was defeated by you, everything I had craved found its rightful place and left me. A pathetic end for a Demon Lord.”
“Mister refused to drink the holy water… and the Demon Lord’s spirit is inside…”
“I needed someone, but no one ever needed me. If I had another life as a Demon Lord, I wouldn’t want to be born from greed-.”
“As I thought, it’s better to attack from the inside! And be quiet, Demon Lord! No one cares about your story?! Don’t talk like that with Mister’s voice!”
What was the point of regretting it now?
He had killed countless people, instilled fear, and brought chaos to the world.
“You enjoyed it all, and now you’re telling us what to do! You greedy bastard! Just die quietly like a Demon Lord should!”
Estia refilled the cup with holy water.
She was breathing heavily, feeling dizzy from using so much divine power. But she didn’t stop. She ripped open Mister’s shirt.
“Heh… Mister’s body…!”
“…Eyes.”
“O-Okay, Hare…! I’ll close my eyes…! Is the heart around here…?”
Estia touched Mister’s body, searching for the beating of his heart.
“…”
Hare bit her nails, watching impatiently.
“…You’re too slow. I’ll do it-.”
“Yay! Found it! This is his heart! Now, here…”
Splash the holy water.
And massage it.
The heart was a vessel for the soul.
The soul within the vessel was contaminated.
She had to purify it.
“It’s time to leave Mister’s body!”
“…”
As Estia poured holy water and massaged the area around his heart, Greed felt an excruciating pain he had never experienced before.
A pain that made it impossible to even scream.
“G-Guh… U-Ugh…”
“Be quiet. Don’t make any more noise with Mister’s voice.”
Hare calmly placed a hand over his mouth, silencing him. She couldn’t bear to hear Greed using Mister’s voice any longer.
Greed felt as if thousands of thorns were piercing his body, as if he was being consumed by fire.
But with his mouth covered, he couldn’t scream, and his consciousness gradually faded.
The annihilation of a soul.
Estia massaged Mister’s heart with holy water.
Hare covered Mister’s mouth.
Watching the scene, Luna muttered to herself.
“Ugh, greed never ends well. Fairness is the best!”
Luna witnessed the annihilation of Greed, the Demon Lord of Avarice, the third Demon Lord to fall. It had been surprisingly easy to get rid of the Demon Lord possessing Mister’s body…
“But now I can have a heart-to-heart talk with Mister! Think of it as a reward!”
Mister’s body was still tied up.
“I can’t wait to see Mister again…”
Luna thought it was fine to let Greed go.
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