She is not an investigator.

"Will there be any beautiful murals in the background? Besides the smog, puddles, muddy roads, and crowds of people, what else will be there?"

Igris slightly raised her hand and, under the nun's gaze, slowly wiped the glass.

"Do you clean this place regularly? I mean, it's dirty."

"...That must have been my oversight."

The nun was about to say something more when Igris suddenly looked towards the door and frowned slightly.

"Isn't today a day without a church service?"

The nun was also stunned. She looked at the figure standing at the door, who was probably there to take shelter from the rain like Igris, and walked over.

"Miss, are you taking shelter from the rain?"

The girl at the door raised her head, looked at the nun, and then looked inside the church.

Her gaze quickly settled on Igris, and ignoring the nun, she walked into the church on her own.

"What a coincidence."

The girl approached Igris, gently removed her hat, and smiled softly at her.

"We meet again."

"...Yes, what a coincidence."

Igris looked at Momokawa in front of her, her expression somewhat strange as she smoothed her still slightly damp hair from her forehead.

"Judging from your words, you two are acquaintances?"

The nun gently closed the church door and turned to give the two of them a strange smile.

Igris didn't answer, but simply raised an eyebrow at Momokawa beside her.

"You're here to take shelter from the rain, aren't you?"

Momokawa tilted her head and gave Igris a sweet smile.

"It doesn't have to be."

The next moment, Momokawa drew his sidearm from his waist, aimed it at the nun not far away, and pulled the trigger.

Everything happened in an instant, but the gunshot that should have rang out did not, and the church fell into an eerie silence.

"...It's just a toy."

Looking at the nun in the distance whose expression was becoming increasingly distorted and gloomy, Momokawa put down his weapon with an unnatural expression and revealed a somewhat unpleasant smile.

She remembered loading her bullets before leaving home.

"Haha...toy?"

The nun gave a dry laugh, her voice becoming increasingly strange as if something was stuck in her throat. She also exaggeratedly raised her head, her throat constantly churning.

Her voice grew increasingly indistinct, her mouth stretched wider and wider, and finally she knelt on the ground, her entire body folding into a bizarre posture, emitting strange clicking sounds.

Regardless of her actual fighting ability, her appearance is quite frightening.

"Here you go."

Igris casually returned the magazine that had been removed from Momokawa's sidearm at some point to her, and under Momokawa's puzzled and strange gaze, she raised the pistol that she had just loaded.

"Guess if this is a toy?"

The Gods' Fool – The Last Knight: Chapter Seven, A Distorted Cult? Or Blood Worship?

"So...you really have to steal my bullets secretly?"

Momokawa put away his sidearm, his expression somewhat complicated.

"Don't worry about it, your gun is making too much noise."

Without turning her head, Igris pressed her pistol against the nun's throat, but did not fire immediately.

In fact, she had already sensed something was amiss, but perhaps because of her title, the nun did not launch an attack even after she entered, which made Igris a little unsure whether she really had any ill intentions.

However, after Momokawa arrived here, Igris was able to confirm it.

She is indeed a cult member, and the person she believes in is no ordinary individual.

"Just spit it out. I'll give you time, and that will make it easier for us to explain later."

As soon as Igris finished speaking, the nun's body suddenly snapped back, and the strange and terrifying posture she had just displayed vanished instantly. She sat on the ground looking harmlessly at Igris.

“I’m not that loyal to my beliefs, so if you want to know something, I can tell you.”

"A bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong."

Momokawa approached, expressing his disgust at the nun's actions, and extended his hand to Igris.

Igris blinked, not understanding what she meant, and took her hand, only to have it flung away.

"...Give me back my bullets."

How many do you want?

"Give them all back. I bought them with my own money."

It's clear that Taochuan's economic strength isn't particularly robust, and they're certainly very concerned about the issue of bullets.

"You can get reimbursed by the Special Investigations Department, but I can only give you three right now."

Because five of the eight bullets in the magazine were in her pistol.

She couldn't very well make the bullets she'd fed in come back out, could she? The pistol would definitely object.

"Then you should give me the money, right?"

"You can ask Olivia for reimbursement for the money."

In any case, she couldn't get anything from Igris except for the three bullets that originally belonged to her.

"Alright, now it's time to ask you some questions."

Igris returned the bullet to Momokawa, then looked at the seemingly harmless nun kneeling on the ground.

What is your belief?

Igris had already asked the question once, but she wouldn't mind asking it again, with the pistol in her hand.

"Yes...we believe in flesh and blood."

"A distorted cult? Or simply blood worship?"

Either one would be enough for Igris to pull the trigger under normal circumstances.

But not now, because she has more things she wants to know.

"You know more than I thought."

The nun blinked, but Igris lifted her chin with the barrel of her gun.

"Because I really know a cult leader. If you confess honestly, your next fate will probably be to be imprisoned for a few years. If you don't cooperate, then I'll have no choice but to send you to meet your master."

Igris never showed mercy to members of the Cult of Flesh and Blood, after all, such extremist cultists would inevitably have a few lives on their hands, or if not, it was only a matter of time.

"It's aberration, so I'm the only one here. Otherwise, you'd be the one begging for mercy right now."

"It seems there are indeed blood worshippers here?"

Igris looked at Momokawa, who understood and left the church, probably looking for an opportunity to call the police.

"Want me to give you some advice? Don't get involved with them. They even kill their own people."

"That's not something you need to worry about. Tell me more."

Igris moved her wrists to prevent them from stiffening from maintaining one position for too long, and also to prevent the nun from taking the opportunity to launch a sudden attack.

"Well... to put it this way, although the Er's Aberration Cult is similar to Shan and Ling's beliefs, and is also a cult, compared to their extreme behavior, we prefer to hide ourselves and avoid giving anything away... Those guys weren't originally in Molkens, but recently, there have been far too many homeless people here, so naturally, they came here following the scent. Have you seen the newspaper? Massive disappearances, that's probably what they did, but that's all I know. I don't dare to deal with them, or they'll eat me up too."

Indeed, the most primitive blood worship was chaotic and almost completely different from most organizations. It was difficult to find any specific rules or structure. And they, who completely indulged their nature, also had a rather terrifying and bloody custom.

Cannibalism.

Prions seem to have completely lost their effectiveness on them, perhaps because believers in flesh and blood always show some obvious differences in their bodies that are completely different from ordinary people.

Igris had indeed witnessed such a scene before. They would starve the people they captured to the brink of death, then throw them into the crowd and swarm them, devouring them alive like wild beasts. It was crude and brutal, and there was hardly any sign of intelligent life in them.

Therefore, Igris never felt any psychological burden about killing these guys; she only worried about whether her combat strength was insufficient.

Do you know their exact location?

"I don't know. They won't invite me, nor will they try to pull me into their church, let alone wander around my church. At least in this city, I haven't seen them yet."

She might be telling the truth, otherwise the Special Investigations Department would have found no clues after so many days of investigation. But the disappearance of the homeless is also intriguing, since people really can't just vanish into thin air.

"Where are the original people of this church? Don't tell me you're the only clergyman here."

A Christian should not be so easily swayed by the allure of "zero to one" (a minor cult) to join another sect, let alone a heretical sect like the Abnormal Cult, which is not even considered a mainstream cult.

"They are on vacation and will not be back to work until the day after tomorrow, so I am on duty during this period."

The nun explained their work schedule very sincerely, but that wasn't what Igris wanted to ask.

“What I mean is… this is a Christian church, but you’re a cultist.”

“I’ve said it before, I’m not faithful to my faith, and besides… I can be a Christian.”

She showed Igris the cross pendant she wore on her chest and continued speaking.

"Therefore I have no reason to harm anyone else here, whether it is the priest or other believers. I have never hurt anyone."

This is not quite what Igris had imagined.

Igris even thought that she had already killed everyone else in the church and then disguised herself as a nun to wait for other victims to come to her.

It seems Igris got the order wrong.

She voluntarily became a nun and even abandoned her original faith.

"Yet you still attempted to attack Momokawa."

Although she did not intend to attack Igris, after Momokawa arrived, she clearly expressed a very strong desire to attack.

This is not something an ordinary nun should do.

"...This is probably my problem."