She is not an investigator.

If he were truly a smart man, he wouldn't have thought of uniting with his enemies to attack his former compatriots.

Even if he were a vampire, he should understand this.

"He certainly couldn't do that on his own."

Under the moonlight, the sound of even more frequent footsteps gradually approached, encircling the street.

In stark contrast to the white of the vampire was a long, jet-black robe and an old man slowly standing beside him.

The old priest.

"I knew it, there's not a single good person in the church."

Igris pursed her lips, feeling her prejudice against the church had deepened.

Therefore, her opinions about the church were often not unfounded, after all, the composition of the church is too complex, and it is easy for some people with ulterior motives to appear.

However, it's worth mentioning that Igris once thought this would be the only church she could trust, after all, it had the largest church and the most clergy.

Looking at the current situation, it seems things aren't much better?

"It's nice to see you again. Perhaps I should address you as, Administrator?"

The old priest spoke with a smile. Although he was already halfway to the grave, his voice was surprisingly strong, and he even straightened his usually hunched back.

Maybe playing a villain makes you younger? No wonder those old guys go to great lengths to cause trouble.

"This city only has one sheriff, and you are also responsible for the city's security to some extent, all for today?"

Igris put her hands on her hips and, imitating the old priest, spoke in a condescending tone.

The old priest laughed heartily, then shook his head and said...

"It's simpler than you think. The joint military effort to suppress the Papacy is no longer a short-term matter. So, for the sake of my faith, I am naturally willing to seek a new opportunity, an opportunity to make this land a place blessed by God."

The meaning is unclear.

This guy is probably senile; if he were a cultist, Igris might be able to understand him.

But this guy is a follower of the Orthodox Church, and the Orthodox churches in major cities are all legal. Although their power is not that great, they shouldn't be able to rebel.

Seriously, isn't anyone going to do anything about this? How come Igris always gets caught up in these kinds of things? Is she some kind of troublemaker? Or is this world just always this dangerous?

"Therefore, esteemed administrator, for the sake of our great cause, we have no choice but to ask you to temporarily disappear."

As he finished speaking, several figures dressed in black robes quickly stepped forward to stand in front of him.

"Oh...I know you."

Igris noticed the face beneath the robe, and the other person gave a shy smile, greeting her casually as they did every day.

Good evening, Miss Igris.

It's Nellie.

It's that nun who's always so enthusiastic about her work, who waits for Igris at the church door, and greets her happily as soon as she leaves for work. Igris even considered becoming friends with her.

"I didn't expect our next meeting to be like this. I thought we could get along better."

She nodded.

"That's right, but it's a necessary sacrifice. As long as your body is kept as intact as possible, you should be able to stay with me forever, right? Isn't that good?"

As she spoke, she smiled and waved the spiked hammer in her hand.

Although her words themselves had an indescribable strangeness, Igris was more concerned with how to make the corpse more intact using that weapon.

Is it a fatal blow? Like smashing someone's head to pieces?

But wouldn't that just make the body even more damaged?

It's a really difficult choice.

Lost in thought, Igris asked the enemies who had almost completely surrounded the street.

"Ladies and gentlemen, before you begin your... Night of the Longswords, may I ask one more question: Is my enemy your only enemy?"

This is indeed a very important question, because Igris couldn't even imagine that the organizations of Upper and Lower Towns were all standing in such a city, and Igris didn't even see her teammates.

Surely they can't just be targeting Igris, right?

Is her status worth such a big fuss?

"Of course not, but, Miss Administrator, your appearance here to retrieve the secret treasure is something none of us expected. I have the privilege of hearing about the Administrator, so I apologize, but we have no choice but to take action now, especially against you, to prevent any further accidents from happening."

That's what the priest said.

In other words, they weren't strictly targeting Igris, but rather the administrator.

Because she was going to retrieve the secret treasure, these guys naturally assumed that Igris was the administrator and worried that their plans would be affected by the administrator's presence.

So their current plan is to kill Igris directly, and then deal with other things, such as the United Army, the sheriff, and the Special Investigations Department.

Therefore, Igris was simply unlucky; she happened to be part of their plan and became their first victim.

"But you actually have other options, don't you?"

Although the situation was clearly unfavorable to her, Igris remained calm and composed, even appearing quite at ease. She was even willing to chat with them to buy some time.

They didn't mind if Igris continued to stall for time, because Igris wouldn't have any reinforcements in the city.

Of course, it's possible that such cases exist, such as among the residents of the lower city, but they are currently preoccupied with their own problems.

"What choice?"

The priest asked a question, and Igris gave her answer.

"For example, let me join you."

She smoothed her hair, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nelly's expression standing in front of her light up visibly.

"...Are you serious?"

Well, it seems this situation is indeed unexpected. Not only did other people start discussing it, but even the old priest lost his composure and opened his mouth in surprise.

He knew exactly what an administrator meant, especially if they could actually get the administrator's help...

"I was just kidding."

The bizarre stage play – The City of Gluttonous Bloodthirsty Things: Chapter Thirty-Four, War Begins

"—!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a golden figure appeared in the night sky and flew out, rushing directly towards Nelly, who was closest to him. He bound her to his arms and pressed the pistol in his hand against Nelly's head.

"To be honest, I really can't be bothered with your affairs. As long as I can find what I need, I'm willing to leave..."

Before Igris could finish speaking, a sharp gust of wind rushed towards the back of her head.

She was startled and quickly crouched down, pulling Nellie, who was in her arms, down with her. Above her head, a meteor hammer strike landed on empty air, missing its target.

They didn't seem to be going to give Igris any more time to speak, and they didn't even care if their men got hurt.

Igris would be truly touched if they could care even a little bit about their companions.

"superior--!"

The silver longsword swung forward, and the alien vampires finally broke free of their restraints, rushing swiftly towards Igris in the center of the battlefield.

She steadied herself slightly, glancing first at Nelly, whom she had forcibly pulled over but who had clearly lost the will to fight.

Igris was actually just trying to get a hostage, but she overestimated the moral bottom line of the other side.

Rather, what kind of good person would someone be to collude with vampires?

Clang—!

The fastest alien vampire had arrived in front of Igris. It looked small, but its claws were exceptionally long and sharp, making it a typical agile vampire.

As it lunged forward, Igris gripped the straight sword in her other hand, preparing to deflect its attack, just as she had done in countless battles.

However, even though Igris had made preparations, plans always change faster than expected.

The moment it launched its attack, Nelly, who had been standing there stunned, staring blankly at Igris, suddenly gripped the spiked hammer in her hand and slammed it directly into the skinny vampire with a powerful swing.

The heavy force of the spiked hammer slammed the vampire to the ground. Before she could react, the hammer fell again, and crimson blood gushed out instantly, splattering all around and landing on her arms and cheeks.

"I can't let you steal my prey..."

She muttered to herself, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks, and even looked at the other vampires surging towards her with a touch of madness.

Igris didn't know how to describe the situation, but she did take a look at the old priest's expression. At least she could tell that he was very angry, so angry that his beard was almost crooked.

"Old man, I can't protect your people."

The vampire leaders whispered.

The old priest snorted angrily and waved his hand dismissively.

“Believers who are not loyal to the Lord should be killed.”

Although their conversation wasn't loud, Igris could hear it clearly.

Although Igris didn't think the old priest was particularly loyal to God.

However, not all believers are like this. No matter what they do, they can always find some messy connection with their faith. Maybe God will be the first to punish them if He finds out about this.

But then again, does God really exist?

While Igris was still lost in thought, Nelly in front of her was still slaughtering her teammates in order to win the right to hunt Igris.

In some ways, she was far more terrifying than those vampires. At least Igris couldn't quite see how her slender, frail body could wield a spiked hammer that was almost half the weight of Igris herself.

Perhaps it was the same reagent the old priest had shown her before? So that stuff really did work.

Could her seemingly unstable mental state also be caused by that reagent?

"what……"

boom--

The heavy spiked hammer landed on the ground with a dull thud, and Nellie, who had just been like a god of death, was now showing signs of exhaustion.

Her black robe was almost entirely covered in blood, even half of her face was stained with it, most of it from the corpses of vampires, but of course there was some from other cultists as well.

Looking at it this way, Nelly's combat strength is one of the best among them, so it seems that Igrisla's teammate is reliable.

Although she probably won't be able to hold on much longer.