I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 61

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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The confusion in the villagers’ eyes intensified further.

It was because they didn’t know how the purity Stella had mentioned would be verified.

“I shall follow your command, Inquisitor.”

Bowing her head towards Stella, Iris set down the flail and shield she was holding in both hands.

With a thud, the head of the flail sank into the ground, and the shield fell over with a clattering sound.

Upon hearing that sound, a few faint-hearted people flinched.

Some even began sobbing.

The atmosphere of the nuns surrounding them was so menacing that their tension had skyrocketed.

“Ugh!”

Suddenly, someone grabbed the back of James’s neck.

Feeling his breath being cut off, he was lifted into the air, flew for a brief moment, and as soon as the short flight ended, he was thrown to the ground.

Right in front of him was the battle nun called Iris.

James instinctively tried to retreat upon witnessing her sacred flesh, but he was blocked by the thigh of another battle nun and hiccuped.

Emotionless green eyes turned towards him.

James could only tremble and cower, wondering what she was trying to do.

A hand wearing black latex gloves was placed on her chest cover.

Startled, James blankly stared at the sight.

Iris was slowly lifting the cover that concealed her breasts. And she was doing it in plain view of everyone’s gaze.

James’s eyes were filled with a mix of bewilderment and desire as he watched the nun suddenly open her sacred robe and reveal her bare breasts in the middle of the street.

Regardless, Iris’s hands moved busily.

She carefully untied the intricately tangled strings and supported her underboob with her arms, accentuating the voluminous appearance.

Just a little more movement and the pink protrusions at the end would be visible.

James’s eyes unconsciously widened, but the nun’s hands suddenly froze as if caught on something.

‘Why is she stoppingㅡ’

ㅡSplat!

His thought was cut off there.

Because the enormous flail that had struck James’s head completely crushed his skull, leaving not even a trace of its form.

The vertically swung flail didn’t stop at smashing his head but also pierced through his body, turning his flesh into a pulp.

Blood and flesh of a human’s worth splattered everywhere.

All sorts of bodily fluids flowed from the pile of meat that had been a human just moments ago.

“Aaaaaah!”

“What?! What’s going on?!”

“Why us…?!”

People who witnessed James’s gruesome slaughter screamed their own respective screams.

Some tried to run away but were all restrained by the battle nuns surrounding them.

“This one was impure.”

The culprit was Stella.

Stella, who had swung a flail nearly twice the size of her head and slaughtered a person, slung her weapon over her shoulder and declared with a beaming smile, as if she couldn’t hear the screams at all.

“Next.”

“Hehehe~ Hehehe~”

Sitting on the well in the middle of the village, Stella hummed a tune and lightly swung her legs back and forth.

She seemed completely unconcerned despite the pungent smell of burning permeating the surroundings.

Next to her, a flail covered in dried blood and bits of human flesh was leaning against the wall of the well.

The weight part was drenched in red, indicating how many humans she had bludgeoned to death.

A little further to the side lay a human who had been gruesomely slaughtered.

A human who had been butchered so horribly that not only was their original form unrecognizable, but it was impossible to even discern whether they were male or female.

“Urgh… Uh…”

What was even more horrifying was the fact that they were still clinging to life despite being in such a state.

A faint groan of “urgh” came from a mouth that had lost all its teeth and even had its lips cut off.

Seeing that, Stella muttered as if lamenting.

“Why are devil worshippers these days so lacking in tenacity? In the past, most of them would curse me until they were on the verge of death no matter what kind of torture they received, making the torture worthwhile, but nowadays, they just wail and cry if you merely peel off their skin…”

Her voice was filled with contemplation and melancholy, but the content was extremely brutal.

Stella was genuinely regretting the words she had uttered.

“Inquisitor Stella!”

“Ah, you’ve finally come.”

A resolute voice was heard from far away.

It was Iris.

Stella leaped out of the well.

Despite wearing an outfit that couldn’t possibly cover her crotch, there was no instance of her intimate areas being exposed.

It was as if someone had bestowed a blessing upon her.

“Did you find it?”

“Yes, Inquisitor. This.”

Iris held out a bundle of parchment in her hand.

Stella, as if she had never been lamenting, erased her expression completely and, humming a tune again with a beaming smile, unfolded the parchment and examined it one by one.

And before even reading half of the first page, she delivered her judgment.

“It’s Behemoth. They have some nerve. Where did you find traces of Behemoth?”

“So that’s why the people of this village failed the purity verification?”

“Yes, that’s right. Because they were destined to be sacrificed to the demon.”

It wasn’t that Stella had indiscriminately killed innocent people for no reason.

In a hidden place located underground in this village, the groundwork of devil worshippers had been secretly carried out.

The groundwork had been ongoing for several years, and when the efforts of the devil worshippers finally bore fruit, the villagers of this village, without exception, had their souls bound to the demon.

Even without their own knowledge.

Once the soul was bound, there was no way to reverse it, and the moment the ritual to summon the demon was performed, they would become no different from living bombs.

The human body would explode, contaminating the surrounding land, and the remaining soul would be dragged to hell, endlessly screaming and strengthening the unholy until the demon in question was eternally extinguished.

“This monster attack must have also been a kind of ritual. Although they can’t summon a demon as powerful as Behemoth right now, it’s sufficient to use it as a means to make their presence known to the demon by offering sacrifices.”

“What will you do about those who died before we arrived?”

“What can we do? We have to give up. Unless we completely kill Behemoth, there’s no way to save a human whose soul has been devoured by a demon.”

That was also the reason why Stella had killed all the remaining survivors of the village using her flail.

If they died by a weapon imbued with sacred power, their souls would not return to the demon but be purified and vanish.

It was a million times better to be crushed to death painlessly by a flail than to have one’s soul offered as a living sacrifice.

Both at the moment of death and after death.

The act of lifting the battle nun’s sacred robe in front of people to expose her breasts was also for that reason.

Thanks to the consecrated sacred robe, those associated with demons could never lift it.

At other times, the sacred robe could be freely opened to reveal intimate areas, but it was impossible in the presence of unholy beings.

And when verifying purity, no one had seen Iris’s bare flesh.

It meant that everyone’s souls had been tainted and were destined to be offered as living sacrifices.

“Then, do you have a place to go now, Inquisitor?”

“We need to pursue the remnants.”

Stella tossed the parchment away.

The parchment that fell to the ground began to burn on its own with white flames.

They were flames created by sacred power.

Although she didn’t show it outwardly, Iris marveled at the sight.

To be able to wield sacred power so freely like that.

Battle nuns had to concentrate for a long time to ignite sacred flames.

“Gather all the battle nuns. We’ll be moving now.”

“Where do you plan to head?”

“Hmm… Since Her Holiness the Pope said that the divine will guide us…”

Stella pondered, tapping her cheek.

The meaning behind “the divine will guide us” was simple.

Go wherever Stella’s heart led her.

No matter where she headed, the purpose would be fulfilled.

“Let’s just go wherever our feet take us!”

“Understood.”

At a glance, it sounded like an irresponsible statement.

However, knowing that divine revelation was absolute, Iris had no doubts at all.

The position of a battle nun could only be attained by women with a level of faith that was among the most devout in the Holy Kingdom of Raphaella.

It was impossible for such individuals to doubt the divine.

“Will you leave that trash behind?”

“What? Of course not!”

Stella smiled brightly.

Iris knew the meaning behind that smile.

It was a smile that implied she would inflict pain until the very end, until the very moment the life of the heretic who had worshipped demons was extinguished.

“Then I’ll finish up the work here, so Iris, gather the battle nuns. We’ll depart as soon as I’m done.”

“Yes, Inquisitor.”

Iris bowed her head and left to summon the other nuns.

Stella waved her hand, smiling dazedly as she saw Iris off, then turned her head to look at the devil worshipper.

A beaming smile was still on her face, but the atmosphere was completely different.

“Now, it’s going to hurt a lot from here on. Can you endure it without dying halfway?”

The writhing of the human, who was already half a corpse, intensified.

It was uncertain whether they understood Stella’s words and reacted that way despite having their ears completely cut off.

“Hehe~ Hehehe~”

Stella hummed a tune and began the torture.

She busily moved her hands, using the final screams flowing from the devil worshipper’s hollow mouth as music.

Yes, it was a shame to return to the Holy Kingdom now.

If she caught more heretics, she could enjoy more pleasant times.

Stella couldn’t possibly give up such a golden opportunity.

After all, devil worshippers were not treated as humans in the Holy Kingdom or the Empire, so no matter what she did to them, it wouldn’t be a problem at all.

What method should she use this time?

Stella’s hand movements became even busier as her mind was filled with delightful imaginations.

“Is everyone here?”

“Yes! Inquisitor Stella!”

The battle nuns, lined up in rows and columns, answered in unison with a resounding voice.

Stella slung her flail over one shoulder and carefully looked around at her subordinates.

The blessed flail, the shield imbued with sacred power, and the sacred nun’s robe with a considerably high level of exposure, though not as much as her own.

It was a sight that exuded holiness just by looking at it.

Next to Stella was a human corpse that had been divided into hundreds of pieces.

It was the devil worshipper who had been writhing alive, unable to die until the last part was cut off.

“We will now go to catch another devil worshipper. A very, very wicked devil worshipper who broke the seal that the priests of the Holy Kingdom had sacrificed their lives to create in the past and retrieved the demon.”

Stella smiled brightly.

“There’s no need for mercy. There’s no need to hold back.”

A smile bloomed on her face as if flowers were in full bloom.

“That heretic will realize what they have done.”

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