Chapter 113.2

(EP-113.2) Legacy #4

113 – Demon King’s Legacy #4

“Your Majesty, the Saintess is waiting for you. Please, follow us.”

Following the guidance of many people, we entered the Great Temple.

[T/N: Great Hall —> Temple]

I had always felt that the church, who took humility and humbleness as virtues, made their buildings too grandiose.

However, this was destined to be destroyed and became the boss raid location for the Hunter Party. The boss in question was the fallen Saintess Priga, who had been consumed by darkness.

I felt terribly strange thinking so.

Clang, giiiik-.

The priests opened the ornate white door with golden inlays which looked like mother-of-pearl.

Inside was the Light Hall, where the top dogs of the church welcomed guests. There, a woman was sitting on a table made of sparkling crystals.

[T/N: Gwangmyeong Hall —> Light Hall]

She was wearing a black veil and a black nun’s robes that clung tightly to her body. There was also a black blindfold over her eyes.

Although it was a very ascetic and austere attire, perhaps because of her womanly curves or her pink hair fluttering out from under the veil, there was a strong sense of allure in the air.

Thanks to the veil and blindfold that covered her face, it was hard to determine her age. However, her body alone was screaming beauty.

This woman was none other than Priga Nightfall.

The Saintess and spiritual leader of the church, its beacon.

“You arrived earlier than I thought.”

Priga then got up from her seat and lightly bowed towards Aira. The Queen also sat down in front of her and responded moderately.

“It’s because of my competent servant.”

There was a baseline level of face being shown from both parties, which was reassuring.

Saintess Priga then leisurely chuckled.

“What a fascinating being. A Half-Fairy, you say? Anyway, I’m glad you accepted my invitation. I will do my best to accommodate the Queen’s convenience. Shall we start the meal?”

At her words, the door opened, allowing nuns and priests to come in with plates and pile them up on the table. But Aira said without even looking at the dishes.

“So, why did you call me? I don’t believe it’s just to serve me a meal.”

Saintess Priga put her glass down on the table with a clank, followed by what felt like a chilling aura permeating the atmosphere.

Although they were talking formally with each other, their meeting was somehow eerie, to the point that it felt fiercer than a fight between Elga and Mirna.

The Saintess smiled.

“Indeed, Aira-nim is correct. What’s the point of talking for a long time when we’re both busy? I’ll be straightforward then.”

“Go ahead”

“I might die soon.”

“.......”

Aira’s brows raised as if she didn’t understand. And like her, I was equally confused.

Saintess Priga might die soon? It was so straightforward that it was impossible to follow.

Of course, it was not entirely unexpected. After all, she was originally a boss.

But now that the original story had been twisted so much, what could be the reason for her to die? Though I didn’t need to wait for long, as without me even asking, Priga added.

“Theo Gospel, that man is going to kill me.”

“Theo Gospel-?”

Aira’s gaze turned to me.

‘... Me?’

I didn’t even know what she was talking about!!!

Edited by: fake