(EP-113.2) Legacy #4

113 – Demon King’s Legacy #4

“Your Majesty, the Saintess is waiting for you. Please, follow us.”

Following the guidance of many people, we entered the Great Temple.

[T/N: Great Hall —> Temple]

I had always felt that the church, who took humility and humbleness as virtues, made their buildings too grandiose.

However, this was destined to be destroyed and became the boss raid location for the Hunter Party. The boss in question was the fallen Saintess Priga, who had been consumed by darkness.

I felt terribly strange thinking so.

Clang, giiiik-.

The priests opened the ornate white door with golden inlays which looked like mother-of-pearl.

Inside was the Light Hall, where the top dogs of the church welcomed guests. There, a woman was sitting on a table made of sparkling crystals.

[T/N: Gwangmyeong Hall —> Light Hall]

She was wearing a black veil and a black nun’s robes that clung tightly to her body. There was also a black blindfold over her eyes.

Although it was a very ascetic and austere attire, perhaps because of her womanly curves or her pink hair fluttering out from under the veil, there was a strong sense of allure in the air.

Thanks to the veil and blindfold that covered her face, it was hard to determine her age. However, her body alone was screaming beauty.

This woman was none other than Priga Nightfall.

The Saintess and spiritual leader of the church, its beacon.

“You arrived earlier than I thought.”

Priga then got up from her seat and lightly bowed towards Aira. The Queen also sat down in front of her and responded moderately.

“It’s because of my competent servant.”

There was a baseline level of face being shown from both parties, which was reassuring.

With the table between them, the Saintess then raised her hand and said to the people around her.

“Can everyone else please leave?”

Clink, clank.

The knights around us made a loud noise. Their heavy armor trembled in confusion.

Someone said under the silver helmet.

“Saintess, with all due respect, it is our duty and mission to protect you.”

“It’s okay. We won’t take long. You can rest assured and leave. Please, take the day off.”

The knights looked at each other’s faces under their helmets. Finally, they bowed their heads in helplessness, as if there was nothing they could do.

“If it’s the Saintess’ order….”

Then they began to vacate the room one by one. I could hear them murmuring vividly.

─Hey, Carl, let’s go home.

─Let’s play duel chess!

─More importantly, is that woman Queen Aira? It’s the first time I’ve seen a woman who doesn’t fade in the background even when facing the Saintess.

─It would have been nice to watch a little longer…

… Well, it was just a bunch of non-essential stuff.

As I was listening in on the Knights, Aira leaned back on the soft backrest and said.

“No worries. He doesn’t bite.”

She was probably saying this out of concern for me. Then the Saintess turned her head and looked at me. No, actually, the expression ‘looked at’ would not be accurate.

The Saintess was definitely blind.

However, I could tell that under those blindfolds, she was staring straight at me more than anyone else.

Jereureu-.

I could feel a tingling sensation running through my back. When had I ever felt this kind of thing before?

Saintess Priga then leisurely chuckled.

“What a fascinating being. A Half-Fairy, you say? Anyway, I’m glad you accepted my invitation. I will do my best to accommodate the Queen’s convenience. Shall we start the meal?”

At her words, the door opened, allowing nuns and priests to come in with plates and pile them up on the table. But Aira said without even looking at the dishes.

“So, why did you call me? I don’t believe it’s just to serve me a meal.”

Saintess Priga put her glass down on the table with a clank, followed by what felt like a chilling aura permeating the atmosphere.

Although they were talking formally with each other, their meeting was somehow eerie, to the point that it felt fiercer than a fight between Elga and Mirna.

The Saintess smiled.

“Indeed, Aira-nim is correct. What’s the point of talking for a long time when we’re both busy? I’ll be straightforward then.”

“Go ahead”

“I might die soon.”

“…….”

Aira’s brows raised as if she didn’t understand. And like her, I was equally confused.

Saintess Priga might die soon? It was so straightforward that it was impossible to follow.

Of course, it was not entirely unexpected. After all, she was originally a boss.

But now that the original story had been twisted so much, what could be the reason for her to die? Though I didn’t need to wait for long, as without me even asking, Priga added.

“Theo Gospel, that man is going to kill me.”

“Theo Gospel-?”

Aira’s gaze turned to me.

‘… Me?’

I didn’t even know what she was talking about!!!