Are you worthy of saving the world?

“Ugh…!?”

Suddenly, something hit Annabelle's face hard, causing her eyes to go black.

Annabell covered her cheeks which were burning and numb from the beating and looked carefully.

“…………!?”

After seeing the true face of the murderer hiding in the dark night, Annabell opened her mouth wide and stood there in a daze.

The mind is empty.

She suddenly remembered a recent rumor in the seminary, which said that the Son of Prophecy was hiding a terrible monster.

After questioning Irene, Annabelle learned the truth: it was just a rumor spread by Yuri when he participated in the Holy Sword Challenge.

But now that I've seen the real thing up close...

Even if the numbers aren't that outrageous, the scale is still quite shocking.

Compared with Ulysses' handsome young appearance, this can indeed be called a ferocious and terrifying beast.

"……Well."

Annabell took several deep breaths before she finally adjusted her mood.

My cheek is still numb from the heavy blow I just took.

She was embarrassed and scared, and didn't know what to do next.

How will it end?

So she looked up at Yuri, wanting to seek her master's advice.

What he got was a pair of extremely cold gazes.

"------"

Annabell held her breath for a moment.

Although I don't quite understand the reason, I seem to have offended the other party.

"Master!?"

"Since you know he is your master, why are you so rude?" Yuli said with displeasure.

"what……!"

Annabelle covered her mouth with her hand as realization dawned on her.

Then she rolled out of bed.

Annabell prostrated herself beside the bed, lying on the ground in a standard squat position.

Above her head, the black-haired boy whom she regarded as her master and to whom she was determined to devote her soul sat down on the bed again.

However, this time, Annabelle was kneeling not to the Son of Prophecy himself, but to her "new master"...

The purple-haired female teacher pressed her forehead against the ground, her eyes fixed on the carpet, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Overwhelming devotion...

The intense emotion of wanting to worship from the bottom of her heart now filled her chest.

"That's pretty good. It seems that Irene has done a good job in educating you."

Yuli's words flowed into Annabell's ears.

Annabell was overwhelmed by the feeling of being encouraged and recognized. She couldn't help but close her eyes happily.

"Your new master is in a good mood."

Yuli said calmly, staring at Annabelle who was kneeling at his feet.

"Come on, Anna... you are specially allowed to serve him tonight."

"Yes...thank you."

Saying this, Annabell slowly raised her neck.

Without any hesitation, she gave her new owner her first kiss, which she had kept for 25 years.

……

……

……

Sure enough, revenge will begin tonight.

The girl called "Ghost" tossed and turned in her quilt, unable to fall asleep.

The Empire has already obtained our intelligence, so if we want to take action tonight, we must strike first.

He threw back the covers and stood up from the luxurious bed.

The assassin girl came to the dressing mirror and took off her cute lace nightgown.

Her slender limbs sparkled in the moonlight, looking extremely charming.

The girl took out the clothes she had prepared in advance.

Put on a black coat, black tights, and a black cloak.

After changing into her night clothes, the girl did not act immediately, but sat in front of the mirror and waited patiently.

Care must be taken.

As the light faded, the girl pricked up her ears, waiting for no more sounds in the house.

We have to wait until the maids fall asleep before we can take any action.

She didn't have to wait long.

Because earlier in the day, the girl had told the maids that the weather was very hot recently and they could go to bed early at night.

With the permission of the eldest daughter of the family, the servants were of course very happy to be able to go off work early and rest.

…And just like that, that moment arrived before midnight.

The girl walked out of the room and down the corridor to get her weapon from the collection room of the mansion.

Her great-grandfather was a lover of exotic cultures and he set up a room in his mansion dedicated to storing his exotic collections.

The parents were very disgusted with that room, thinking that the things left by their great-grandfather were worthless. Only the girl knew that the real treasures were buried in it.

In the collection room at home, there is a real magic sword.

It was a magic sword from the orc kingdom in the far east.

When the girl first saw it as a little girl, she was mesmerized by its gorgeous and elegant appearance.

Just like the legendary holy sword, it will only be wielded by the one chosen by the goddess...

The magic sword will only attract those who can understand its beauty and evil.

The girl happened to be the one chosen.

This magic sword is very similar to himself.

Although it has an elegant appearance, it is just a disguise, hiding a terrifying desire.

Every night since she met the devil sword, every time late at night, the girl seemed to hear the devil whispering in her ear.

I want to kill people, I want to drink blood, I want revenge.

But unfortunately, there is no evil seed in the girl's heart.

The education she received since childhood made her a girl with correct values.

In the eyes of her parents, she is an obedient child.

In the eyes of her friends, she is a gentle girl.

In the eyes of her teachers, she is an excellent student.

But sometimes──

It's really just that sometimes, a girl would imagine what it would feel like if she killed her friends or other people she knew.

The urge to tear apart her surroundings would attack the girl from time to time.

Even though this impulse had been urging the girl for a long time, she overcame it.

That kind of thing is not right.

Killing is bad.

The girl resolutely decided to live with the curse of the magic sword, until a certain period of time quietly approached -

The troubled and upset girl accidentally heard the call of the magic sword late one night and entered the collection room of her home like a possessed person.

"Pull me out..."

"I will make your wish come true..."

"I will protect what you value most..."

The girl reached out to the magic sword on the display stand as if possessed by a ghost, and then...

When she came to her senses, she was already standing in a pool of blood.

The initial victim was a noble from the Augusta Empire.

It is said that the orc craftsman who forged the magic sword was once persecuted by the imperial nobles.

Therefore, this magic sword is infused with the craftsman's soul of revenge, and it vows to kill all the nobles of the empire.

That's right—

This is a magic sword that can corrode the body and mind of its owner, manipulating humans to kill others.

The girl didn't have much memory of her first murder, she just felt light and very happy.

I wanted to live a happy life and kill people happily... This was the only thought in my mind when I swung the knife.

The guilt is certainly enormous.

But surprisingly, I didn't feel too much regret.