A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Waaah, Bray, I'll continue traveling with you," Naruko said, wiping away her tears.

“I suddenly realize you’re a good man,” Naruko said earnestly.

“Maybe I’ll fall in love with you.” Naruko nodded to herself.

Bray shuddered.

"No, you're just imagining things."

“I’m not a good man,” Bray said seriously.

"Really?" Naruko was still crying.

"Wow, I really want a good man." Naruko seemed a bit desperate. "I can't tell at all that you just had a big cry over a breakup yesterday," Bray said helplessly as he walked down the street.

"Well, isn't love all about never giving up after repeated failures?" Naruko said casually, chewing on a piece of candy she had bought from a roadside vendor.

"And then you suffered defeat after defeat, didn't you?" Bray said.

"Hey! That's going too far!" Naruko was choked by Bray's words.

Levy said she couldn't get a word in edgewise about Bray and Naruko's conversation, but she didn't seem to want to.

Leibi strolled along the road, wagging her tail leisurely and squinting her eyes.

At that moment, a person dressed in a black robe passed by Bray.

Bray stopped, his brow furrowing.

“Naruko, doesn’t that outfit look familiar?” Bray said.

"You mean like those cult members?" Naruko quickly understood what Bray was talking about.

"It does look similar, but the one from before was clearly a woman."

“The two last time were men,” Naruko shrugged.

"There's still a high chance that the imperial capital's attire will be the same as others," Naruko said casually, waving her hand.

"I hope I'm just overthinking it." Bray turned his head and glanced at the figure in black robes.

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Bray felt that the person's back looked strangely familiar.

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The person in the black robe walked through countless alleyways and then came to a wall.

I kept walking toward the end of the alley, as if there were no walls in front of me.

The next moment, the figure passed through the wall and disappeared into the alley.

The person in the black robe opened their eyes and found themselves in a dimly lit underground area.

The black-robed man lifted his hood, revealing his exquisite face hidden beneath it.

"Are you back, Lady Shar?" A voice that was neither male nor female came from nearby.

Like a ghost, the deacon appeared beside Shar.

“Yes, deacon of the priesthood,” Shar smiled.

This was a face that Bray knew all too well.

She has smooth, black hair and bright, expressive eyes.

It really was the late Sharon that Rolando had mentioned before.

However, it seemed a little different; on that beautiful face, there were lines that spread up from her neck.

These patterns didn't make Sharl look bad; on the contrary, they made her even more alluring and seductive.

“You are a saint who has been blessed by God, please take care,” the deacon said.

“Isn’t it my duty as a saint to bestow upon everyone the happiness of depravity?” Shar chuckled softly.

“There is too much hypocrisy in this world, and we need more and more people to return to the truth.” Shar’s expression was unusually devout.

"As long as you are safe, everything is fine," the assistant priest said, placing his hands on his chest and bowing.

"Speaking of which, where is that talkative deacon?"

"She is already dead, Your Holiness." The acolyte's voice was completely emotionless.

"Really? What a pity. He was a very devout believer."

"Of course, I won't deny his piety, but he's too arrogant, Your Majesty."

"Is arrogance a recipe for destruction?"

"Yes," the deacon replied respectfully.

"How is the angel doing?" Shar asked, squinting her eyes.

“As expected, the corruption is proceeding smoothly,” the acolyte said, then began to lead the way without hesitation.

This underground area is sealed off by countless spells, making it difficult even for powerful mages to detect.

Of course, an S-rank mage can still find it if they search deliberately.

Therefore, believers who follow the "fallen Lord" are still very careful in their actions.

After walking down the corridor, I saw a stunningly beautiful woman.

However, the pair of wings on the woman's back were extremely conspicuous.

The feathers on its wings are very white, but they are definitely not like those of ordinary birds; they are more textured and resilient.

The angel's long, waterfall-like hair trailed on the ground, partially obscuring her face.

The angel is asleep at this moment, with her eyes slightly closed.

"What a beautiful life!" Shar approached the angel.

Angels are clearly closer to human form than demons or sea creatures.

Therefore, in many religions, angels are worshipped as messengers of God.

“On the surface, it seems like nothing has changed,” Shar said.

“Holy Maiden, the moment you fall completely, there will be earth-shattering changes,” the acolyte said.

"We'll see." Shar touched the angel's face and smiled.

“I’ll give her a push,” Shar said, then her fingers slid down the angel’s face to her collarbone.

Suddenly, the angel opened its eyes.

"Annoying sound!" the angel rasped.

Even though the voice was hoarse, it was still captivating.

Countless voices echoed in the angel's ears.

Unlike the noise, these whispers carried the power of magic.

The angel tried to struggle, but the chains behind her bound her tightly.

"The God Lock Stone" was the material used to build the ruins where Bray was located.

The bronze type cannot break free from the solid stone, and even its strength is restricted.

“Ancient things are really useful,” Shar said, looking down at the struggling angel.

The angel's expression became blank, and drool kept dripping from his mouth.

With her mind in complete disarray, the angel was no longer able to think.

Angels, of course, have the ability to resist this kind of spiritual interference.

However, having resistance does not mean being able to endure torment day and night.

In addition, the divine magic cast by Shar was much more powerful than that of the deacon, making the angels easier to corrupt.

"Human, I will definitely kill you." The angel, who had regained some of his senses, revealed a fierce look in his eyes.

"That's a really fierce statement, completely different from what's described in other religious texts."

“As expected, they are still living beings after all. Although they are countless times more powerful than us humans, they cannot escape their true nature.” Shar lifted the angel’s chin.

"Don't try to control me, you can't," the angel said, panting.

"Control? No, we just want to corrupt you."

"I simply enjoy seeing the happiness on other people's faces during those moments of dramatic change." Shar smiled strangely. Aside from Shar herself, probably no one knew what she had gone through after being betrayed by the hero and his companions.

That's right, they were betrayed by the hero and his companions.

The Demon King is not someone that a group of adventurers with strength below A-rank can defeat head-on.

So, the only way for Rolando and his companions, who are not strong enough, to defeat the Demon King is to launch a sneak attack, along with the help of external objects.

After all, even the strongest demon king has moments of vulnerability, or moments when he is caught off guard.

Those chosen as bait are certainly not members of the main fighting force.

Thinking about it this way, the only candidate left to be the bait is Shar, who is a priest.

After leaving with Rolando, in order to be able to help Rolando more, Shar changed her job to become a priest of the "Children of Light".

Everything was for the person he "liked".

Rolando's charm spell cannot make people fall deeply into it, but it can still make people feel very good about Rolando.

For a country girl, Rolando's flirting skills were adequate.

They easily lured Sharon away.

Young girls, when it comes to love, undoubtedly value feelings above all else.

The feelings that young girls have can make them forget many things, including the people they used to love.

Rolando can really make a young girl's heart flutter.

Romance, looks, and ability—Rolando successfully won over Sharon's heart.

Sharle's feelings for Bray have disappeared; in other words, that love has vanished.

Was Sharl wrong to be seduced? She may have been wrong, or she may not have been wrong.

Those who have been hurt, those who have been hurt before, and bystanders will undoubtedly think that Sharon was wrong.

However, Sharl, and other girls like Sharl who pursue their ideal love, do not think it is wrong.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that, like the other girls in Rolando's group, Sharle believes she has fallen in love with Rolando.

She was willing to sacrifice a lot for the person she loved, so Shar accepted the job of becoming the bait.

But what followed was betrayal.

In the final scene, Rolando chose to kill the Demon King instead of saving Sharon, whose life was hanging by a thread.

Sharle had long since chosen to forget the specific details, but the key scenes remained vivid in her mind.

At that time, the Demon King's hand was almost choking Sarah.

Rolando's sword pierced through the demon king who was torturing and killing Shar.

"The Demon King of the Mountains" was severely wounded by Roland.

Then Sarah was strangled to death.

Immediately afterwards, Rolando and his companions exhausted the treasures they had painstakingly collected and killed the Demon King.

One of the treasures came at the cost of a companion's soul; of course, only Rolando knew this secret.

A treasure powerful enough to kill a demon king would come at a great cost, especially one that even someone of Rolando's level could use.

After the Demon King died, the palace where he lived also collapsed.

Shar's body was buried deep in the palace, and even her soul was sacrificed.

But this girl came back to life.

Their lives were revived by the "fallen Lord".

Although the golden race may observe the world, they generally do not intervene.

Intervening in Kapras would come at a price far too high, because the power of the Gold Saints is too terrifying and would be instinctively rejected by the world.