Chapter 89 – 89. The Devil in the Convent
I was now used to even the rattling movement of the carriage, so there was no major problem reading the book.
However, the sound of Iluania and Findenai chatting next to each other was annoying.
“Can you hear a voice if you put your ear to it?”
“It’s not there yet.”
“okay? I’m looking forward to it. “Have you decided on a name?”
“No, not yet. ah! “Will the master decide for you?”
“… … .”
Iluania quietly spoke to me. I slowly close the book I was reading and focus my eyes on her abdomen for a moment.
It hasn’t been called because it’s still convex, but life is conceived inside it.
The more I think about it, the more I feel a strange sense of compulsion to do well.
As I was looking for something to answer, Findeneye sneered.
“To the owner? I think it’s going to be a weird name. “Something like the name of a monster or an evil spirit.”
“no way… … .”
Illuania is looking at me with astonishment in her eyes. Even if it were me, I wouldn’t give my child something like that as a name.
“Do it in moderation.”
When I warn Findenai not to spread useless rumors, he clicks his tongue and turns to another story.
“But are convents originally built in mountain valleys like this? She goes on like this for days.”
When Findenai, a foreigner, grumbled, Illuania smiled and began to explain.
“Elia Convent is a famous name. “It is the place where most saints are produced and is praised in the kingdom as the sanctuary closest to the gods.”
“A place close to God?”
“So the location is not known to the general public, and only a very small number of bishops know. “To make it a place isolated from the temptations of the world.”
“Hmm.”
Illuania gave explanations kindly, like a mother reading a fairy tale. I also knew about the Elia Convent.
“Then it will be peaceful.”
Finden Eye sighs and looks disappointed. I answered that Iluania might be like that too, but I thought differently.
“Originally, a convent is a cliché place that often appears in horror novels or plays.”
In particular, it was implied that the situation was quite urgent to the extent of asking Saint Lucia for help directly from the convent.
“okay? “Because I have lived so ignorantly.”
Findeneye answers while scratching his head.
Just then, outside the carriage, I saw a small convent towering over a distant mountain ridge.
[Hmm, that’s ominous.]
[…] … .]
The dark spirit, who has already sensed something ominous, and the burnt woman who is attached to him as the guardian spirit of Illuania.
A musty feeling was already weighing heavily on not only the two deceased but also me.
I had a feeling that it would be a more dangerous time than I thought.
* * *
“What are you!”
From the moment I saw the convent, I thought it would be a difficult case, but I ran into difficulties in an unexpected place.
The abbess, Hamates, was a middle-aged woman who looked elderly.
She had just begun to noticeably wrinkle her skin and was so nervous that it was hard to see her as a nun.
“This is not a place where men can enter without permission! A memorial service there? That’s funny! “What can an evil warlock do?”
“her.”
Findeneye snorts at Mother Superior Hamates’ rapid-fire words. As I watched her fiddle with her hands, it seemed like she wanted to pick up an axe.
“I came here after receiving a letter from Saint Lucy.”
When I held out the letter, she snatched the letter with her index finger, looking disgusted at even coming close to me.
Hamates, who checked the contents while wearing the glasses around his neck, could not help but lament.
There was a handwritten message written there by Lucia wishing for Hamates to be considerate.
This was done because Lucia already knew her personality well.
“I can see that she is gradually losing her qualifications as a saint. “It’s the worst.”
“If you don’t need me, then do it.”
I answered, looking up at the convent with cold eyes.
“The smell of the devil is wafting all the way from here.”
As I spoke while covering my nose with my finger, Hamates’ eyes widened. Her hands, trembling with shame, took Lucia’s letter, and she answered with an exhaled breath.
“great. “If you are the one sent in Lucia’s place, I will trust you.”
The fact that she agreed more quickly than expected showed how urgent the situation was for her.
She took one look at the convent, came closer, and in a cautious whisper explained the situation.
I wondered why she was so cautious, but I could understand after listening to the story.
Late in the morning, three nuns summoned the devil.
However, when the abbess came out in the morning, the three people were burned to death on top of the demon summoning camp.
That’s why the nuns were called in to figure out the situation.
Three of the seven died, so there were five nuns when there should have been four.
One person is more.
It is said that the summoned devil was cleverly hidden and disguised, so the nun tried to bring in Saint Lucia to identify it.
Because the saint is no different from the devil’s natural enemy.
“Hmm.”
When I heard the whole incident, I couldn’t help but make a subtle noise without realizing it.
If this is true, Saint Lucy was actually a more suitable person than me.
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However, the saintess cannot leave Graypond now.
I needed to solve it.
“Wow, Mr. The owner is right. “It’s so fun.”
Finden Eye immediately breaks the serious atmosphere. She took her ax from her carriage and swung it with her whimper.
“Wouldn’t it be okay to just kill the bitches one by one? “I also have a knack for ignorant torture.”
When she asks the question with a grin, the abbess immediately scolds her.
“Nonsense! How dare you do something like that to my girls!”
Hamates spreads his hands wide and spits, saying it is absolutely impossible.
I also had no intention of torturing innocent people, so I raised my hand to stop Findeneye.
“Let’s check the body first.”
There was no need to take a long time. That’s why I tried to check the body right away.
The place the nun took us was to a cemetery near the convent.
“I buried it here.”
Rachel and Mike are certain to be dead.
A tombstone with the names of two nuns written on it and a tombstone with no names written next to it.
I think I was going to make it after I found the one remaining nun.
I asked, frowning.
“Did you just bury it as is?”
“Well, it has to be that way. In the end, three innocent nuns were murdered. In order to be embraced by God, you have to have a funeral. “You can’t just leave a body outside for a long time.”
“Dig it out.”
I was planning to dig it out and check right away, but the nun was surprised and cried out in urgency.
“Oh, no! These children have already gone to the arms of their respective gods! “You must not insult their deaths!”
“Even though you summoned a demon?”
It’s really annoying.
I thought she needed to at least check the condition of the body, but she was so desperate that she took the photo out of her arms.
“Well, this is a photo I took with a magic camera that I had separately equipped. “I took a picture of it just in case I needed it.”
The abbess handed me a bundle of photos with an expression of shame.
It certainly felt like they had taken pictures of the corpses quite meticulously.
The magic camera must be quite expensive.
For a convent, it had quite expensive items.
It would be much easier to see it in person, but I decided to stop.
Because I felt the will to protect the nuns’ corpses.
Moreover, the energy of the devil was clearly felt in the ground where they closed their eyes.
It was an unpleasant, stuffy ground that felt like it was crawling with thousands of insects. The devil’s work seemed half certain.
The conditions of all the corpses were similar. Everyone, without any special nuns, looked like their entire bodies were burned black.
“Tsk, I don’t know anything about this.”
“Yeah, I see.”
I agree with Findeneye’s opinion and hand her the photo to keep.
“Next, go to where the demon summoning group was. Surely he wouldn’t say he erased that too?”
“… … Of course we preserved it.”
The abbess took us to the back of the convent. A tablecloth placed under a clothesline where laundry is hung.
When I removed the stone that held it up to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, I saw a faint pentagram drawn inside.
“… … .”
The energy is definitely unusual.
When I glanced towards the dark spirit, she also responded with a very serious expression.
[The devil’s pentagram. That’s right, it’s a summoning circle that summons the devil. And looking at the traces, it seems true that he was summoned.]
It is certain that the dark spirit master approved it.
A demon was summoned through this summoning circle.
“Next, call all the nuns.”
“… … Please don’t do anything strange to our girls. “I’m already very shocked.”
“It is to hunt down the devil.”
When I hinted that I would hurt her because I was so calm, the abbess bit her lip, but took a small bell out of her pocket and rang it.
Jing! Jing!
Then the sound of urgent footsteps came from inside. Suddenly, these reactions reminded me of my time in the military.
While I have some time left, I look at the convent from a distance.
It appears to be a four-story building, with a single round window on the top floor above all the windows.
‘Is it the attic?’
As I was thinking that there would be no need to have a window at that height unless it was an attic, the dark spirit next to me cautiously expressed his doubts.
[But it’s strange.]
“… … .”
[The devil is more arrogant than you think. You understand because you dealt with Griffin’s evil spirit, right?]
A guy who couldn’t become a devil and ended up being a demon.
[There are beings that are much stronger than Griffin’s demons, and there are also beings that are infinitely weaker. But first of all, the devil race itself is very arrogant.]
The dark spirit calmly crosses his arms and looks down at the summoning circle as he continues his explanation.
[The hierarchy among people is thorough, but humans tend to openly look down on others, even if they are kings.]
“… … “What do you want to say?”
[What I want to say is.]
The dark spirit slowly circles around the summoning circle while clearing his throat. Each person pauses for a moment at the location where the body was.
[Did the devil come just because I sacrificed three humans?]
“The devil has definitely been summoned.”
This is the truth acknowledged by both the Dark Spirit and myself.
The devil clearly came through this summoning circle.
[Yes! That’s the problem. An offering that was woefully inadequate. No, actually it wasn’t even a sacrifice. He was just a performer who performed a ritual.]
“… … .”
[So in reality there were no sacrifices? Nevertheless, the devil was summoned.]
And he burned all the nuns who had summoned him to death.
[There are a lot of strange parts.]
“… … .”
That wasn’t all.
In fact, motive was also important in this case.
When the basic question of why is asked, the story falls further into the labyrinth.
why?
The nuns of Elia Convent were called candidates for sainthood.
And not just one, but three.
Did he summon a devil?
The more I think about it, the more doubts I have.
There was no sign of the mystery being solved any time soon.
First, it was necessary to check on the nuns. If you find the devil inside, the case will be concluded easier than you think.
The nuns gathered one by one and immediately lined up in front of the abbess.
As a man, he glances at me, blushes, or frowns in disgust.
Although they show different reactions.
anyway.
“I am Monumentalist Deius Verdi.”
When I declared that I was calm, they reluctantly bowed their heads and said hello.
The abbess said I could ask the women questions on the condition that I don’t touch them, and I asked them many questions.
These were truly obvious questions that could have come out of a mystery novel.
Starting with what they did at the time, what they did the night before, whether there was anything strange about the victims, whether any nuns were behaving strangely after the incident, etc.
They answered that the incident happened early in the morning, so everyone was asleep. The stereotypical answers that there are no suspicious nuns.
But rather than feeling like they were trying to hide something from me, it felt more like they really didn’t know.
I didn’t feel any demonic energy at all.
The nuns could not feel the demonic energy that was surrounding the entire convent, starting with the nuns’ corpses.
[Really high-ranking demons can emit, bury, or hide their energy as they wish.]
The dark spirit next to me gave me advice, but I was skeptical about his opinion.
‘Then the story goes that a high-ranking demon responded to the summons to receive a meager offering.’
It was strange.
There was a strong feeling that the front and back did not fit together.
‘I can’t be mistaken.’
I am not a detective.
He is not a detective who coolly finds evidence in a mystery story.
Of course, reasoning with clues is important, but the thought that it alone cannot solve the case struck me.
The sky is getting dark.
The moment I exhale to cool my complicated head a little.
“Not all of them came out?”
“Well, I saw it too.”
Findeneye’s sarcastic voice and Iluania’s surprised exclamation.
Both people point to the same window at the same time.
The rooftop of the convent.
Tallest circular window.
“There was a bitch over there.”
“that’s right. “I definitely saw it too.”
At the testimony of the two people, I immediately glare at the abbess.
I wondered if he was hiding something because he was so shameless.
Surprisingly, the abbess was not the only one whose expression was ruined.
All the nuns in the convent were glaring at us with sinister expressions, as if we had shown a secret that they never wanted to be discovered.
“Who is it?”
However, when I asked the question without being pushed back by such momentum, the abbess answered by holding the rosary of the god she serves tightly in her hand.
“There is no one.”
“Do you think I will believe you if you say that with that reaction?”
When I answered with a sneer at the absurdity, the abbess responded as if she was ready to attack me at any moment.
“There really is no one. Even if it were, it has nothing to do with this incident.”
“I’m the one to judge that.”
I walked towards the convent’s rooftop.
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