Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Bee magic itself is not related to the research of the Dead Apostles; it is an independent study of Ode Polzak's generation.

He used Dead Apostles to increase the number of ghouls, and the town he once lived in was completely destroyed due to the rampage of these Dead Apostles.

"What a troublesome guy," Shirou muttered, frowning.

"Right, after all, he's someone who escaped being hunted down by both the church and the association for over a decade."

I heard there are bounty hunters tracking this guy... His head must be worth a fortune!

The nun's eyes sparkled as she caught the scent of money.

She made no attempt to hide her naked desire for Shirou.

Finally, Shirou and his companions arrived at a small town in southern France.

"Ah, I heard that Od Polzak has been living in seclusion in Paris all these years."

But he seemed to realize his whereabouts had been discovered, and a few days earlier he had moved from Paris to this remote, impoverished area.

Karen was incredibly disappointed that she couldn't use Shirou as a bag carrier while shopping in Paris.

This is good news for Shirou.

After all, the opponent is a vampire who can control insects, and Shirou would be constrained if the battle were to take place in a major city.

If not handled properly, the tragedy of the past might be repeated in Paris—and then it wouldn't just be tens of thousands of lives lost.

Incidentally, Shirou wasn't wearing his Executor's robes on this mission, and Kallen wasn't wearing her nun's habit either.

To avoid alerting their target, the two dressed as a couple visiting France.

"Why are you a couple? Wouldn't it be better to pretend to be siblings?"

Shirou glanced at the silver-haired nun who was holding his arm.

Karen said with a half-smile, "Do you think people will believe we're siblings?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone, but Shirou really couldn't refute it.

Karen Aldesia, though only fifteen years old, already attracts countless eyes on the street.

She has light amber eyes and waist-length light-colored wavy hair. Although she is slender, she has the full and rounded figure that is typical of Latin people.

In a few years, Karen will surely grow into a stunning beauty with exotic charm, to the point that every man who sees her will feel it's a shame to dedicate her life to the church.

"If the excellent me stood next to the shabby Shirou, no one would believe we were related by blood, would they?"

That's what the sharp-tongued angel said.

Shirou retorted unwillingly, "Ugh... So pretending to be a couple makes sense?"

Karen rested her chin on her hand and murmured, "Hmm, that makes sense. My judgment couldn't possibly be that bad..."

"Or, Shirou, how about you play the role of my slave?"

"I don't want it!"

"I'll make time to play fetch with you."

"They're not even slaves anymore, they've been reduced to dogs!"

Karen said, "Don't worry, Shirou may look like this, but he gives off the impression of being very good at playing with women, so our relationship shouldn't be suspected."

Shirou sighed helplessly, "Just how low do you intend to belittle me before you stop...?"

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm a very patient woman."

Whether his lover is a womanizer who's good at playing with women, a bastard who's prone to domestic violence, a pervert with twisted sexual fetishes, or an Oedipus who lusts after his stepmother...

Even if you're hopelessly hopeless, I will still embrace and accept you with love without reservation.

"None of this has anything to do with me!"

"Really, there's absolutely no connection?"

Kallen stared intently at Shirou, who guiltily turned his head away.

After taking a taxi from the airport and then walking for about half a day, the two arrived at their destination, a small town, before dark.

This small town has a population of nearly 10,000, a church, and three hotels, thanks to its location near a scenic area.

Before leaving Japan, Karen had already booked two rooms at one of the guesthouses.

Seeking assistance from the local church was certainly an option, but Shirou and his colleagues felt that this would risk exposing themselves, so they decided against it.

Ode Polzak may have already planted Dead Apostle Bee spies within the church.

The time is 6 p.m.

They decided to rest for the first night and then formulate a strategy after surveying the town during the day.

Finding the hidden assassin among ten thousand men without alerting the enemy is no easy task.

After putting away their luggage, Shirou and Karen met in the corridor and then went to have dinner together.

"Are you Chinese or Japanese? I don't know if the food here suits your taste."

"Ah, it's alright, it's alright, I grew up in Southern Europe."

My boyfriend is the same; I've already conditioned him to like the food here.

Karen readily complied, revealing a beautiful, dreamlike smile.

Those who don't know her will surely regard her as a pure and innocent angel, but only Shirou knows her venomous nature hidden beneath her goddess-like appearance.

The innkeeper was a middle-aged woman of about fifty years old who appeared to have a mild temperament.

Growing up in a town far from the city has given me such a simple and honest character.

Shirou and Karen were both very satisfied with today's dinner.

"Here, please have some tea after your meal."

"Thank you."

Are you two here for tourism?

After the old woman asked that question, Kallen glared at Shirou and then complained:

"I wanted to go shopping in Paris, but my boyfriend insisted on visiting the church in this town..."

Honestly, what's so interesting about visiting this rural church? There's the magnificent Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris, isn't there?

"You two are so loving," the old woman said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Kallen happily hugged Shirou's arm: "Hehe, can you tell? He and I have been childhood friends since we were little... Waaah?"

Halfway through the lively performance, the silver-haired nun suddenly swayed and collapsed.

"Karen?"

Shirou tried to grab her shoulders, but he also felt as if his body no longer belonged to him.

"This is……"

As he fell, he looked at the old woman in the hotel; her wrinkled face was expressionless, cold as if she were not human.

This guy... I knew it...

Before losing consciousness, Shirou thought: It looks like I've caught a big fish this time.

……

……

How long has it been?

When Shirou opened his eyes, he found himself in a dark, airtight room.

He remained calm and surveyed his surroundings.

The windows were sealed shut, leaving only a crack through which dim starlight streamed in.

It's not a basement...

Shirou twisted his hands, which were bound behind his back. He was now completely naked except for a pair of shorts.

Beside him was a sharp-tongued nun who had also been stripped naked without any mercy.

Karen was still asleep, lying half-naked on the ground.

It seemed inappropriate to continue admiring the girl's lingerie, so Shirou turned his gaze away.

"Tsk, only a few minutes have passed... This is the first time I've encountered someone who woke up so quickly."

A cold female voice echoed in the dark room.

Shirou looked up and saw a tall, young woman.

With regular features and neat short light blue hair, he exudes a dignified aura.

The fact that her dark black leather coat was open at both ends actually accentuated her stunning figure.

The fair-skinned woman held a cigarette in her hand and looked down at Shirou with an extremely cold expression.

"Hey, kid—"

"What's your name?"

Before the other person could speak, Shirou asked the question first.

The woman, who had been captured and was now in control, frowned: Doesn't this kid understand his position?

Strangely, however, the woman felt she couldn't ignore his question when he stared at her with those golden eyes.

Although she felt very uncomfortable, the woman still gave her name.

“Natalia…Natalia Kaminsky.”

Volume 6, Chapter 272: Meryl: Call Me Mom

"So that's how it is, you deliberately fell for it!"

A woman wearing a pure black coat, who called herself Natalia, suddenly spoke.

The red-haired boy in front of them, stripped naked and bound hand and foot, looked completely calm, which would make anyone who saw his attitude think the same.

She pressed her hand to her face and complained, "Tsk! I got tricked!"

Shirou answered the woman's guess with his actions instead of words.

He simply twisted his wrists, which were bound behind his back, and the handcuffs shattered like glass.

Natalia was dumbfounded.

Those handcuffs weren't toys from an adult store; they were shackles imbued with multiple magical spells... No, even disregarding the mysteries attached to them, could a normal person break handcuffs with brute force?

Shirou, having broken his handcuffs, did not get up but continued to sit cross-legged in the same spot.

"I'm sorry, I'm not the prey you're looking to catch."

"It's nothing, running into colleagues is a common occurrence."

Natalia snorted unhappily, "Alright, I've already answered your question. Isn't it your turn to introduce yourself?"

Normally, Natalia wouldn't care too much about the competitors she encounters at work, but this boy has piqued her interest.

Shirou flexed his wrists, which were marked by the straps, and gave his name: "Amamiya Shirou."

"Amamiya... I've never heard of that family name before..."

Natalia said after thinking about it carefully.

"If you find out, that would be troublesome," Shirou thought.

"Speaking of which, I'd heard before that Asians tend to look younger than their actual age, but this is just too much..."

Natalia pinched her chin, scrutinizing Shirou's face: "Kid, how old are you this year?"

"16 years old, still in high school."

Even among East Asians, he has a baby face, and Shirou decides to keep this a secret.

Then it was time for the two to exchange information.

Natalia Kaminski, her true identity is "Sealing Designated Enforcer".