Chapter 151
Beside the Gear River.
âPah! A few templars wearing metal armor wanted to bring me back? Desireless, youâre still too naive, much more naive than when youâre playing Priest!â
The inquisitor Cheryl was squatting atop the roof of an alchemic atelier and looking at the four Ecclesiastical Templars searching for her whereabouts on the bridge below.
Her complacent tone only lasted for a short while when she suddenly felt a burning pain from her shoulder. A deep purple symbol appeared on her shoulder.
âMark of Shadow?!â She recognized the symbol that appeared on her shoulder. At the same time, the four templars immediately discovered her whereabouts and were running toward her.
âDesireless, you damned dirty priest!â
After shouting in complaint, Cheryl immediately leaped from the roof and into the side alley.
The four templars began to search through this area. But, Cheryl quickly escaped from the alley with her inhuman ability.
Gradually, the pain disappeared from her shoulder. She climbed onto the roof of another alchemic atelier. She began to ponder where she should go next.
But, after pondering for a bit, she felt extremely disappointed... She had gotten lost.
The duty of the Holy Churchâs Heresy Tribunal was to kill those rebellious and atrocious individuals detrimental to the Church. But, Cheryl felt that the Heresy Tribunal itself was an extremely atrocious organization.
She had received inhuman powers from the church. But, that power was extremely unstable. She could lose control over that power at any moment.
Because of that, the inquisitors must stay in the Holy Cityâs central district whenever theyâre not out conducting missions.
To the followers of the Holy Church, that was a matter of matchless honor. After all, the central district of the Holy City was the holy land closest to the gods.
But, to Cheryl, it was akin to a cage. If it wasnât for the fact that the Holy Churchâs choirâs singing was able to bring relief to the side effect caused by her powers going out of control, she wouldâve escaped from that damned place over a hundred years ago.
But, after coming to Norland, the situation changed completely.
Cheryl took out a pitch-black originium crystal from her pocket. She poured her magic power into the originium crystal. Through that, she could faintly hear a singing voice being emitted from the originium crystal.
The comforting singing voice relaxed her impatient and unstable emotions. But, it only managed to calm her down slightly. If she didnât find something that could spark joy for her, something that could shift her attention, the crazed mutterings would once again reverberate through her head.
âThe Weissenasche Theater is nearby. How about we go and watch âBeauty and the Demon?ââ
âHow many times have we watched that now? Five or six? Sansa, youâre still not tired of watching it?â
âIâm alright. Hyrlan, what about you?â
Hiding atop the alchemic atelier, Cherylâs attention was caught by a conversation. She looked down to the alchemic atelier and saw a familiar figure.
âThe succubus from the Hearthstone Tavern...â
Cheryl stared at the five girls standing before the alchemic atelier. Their mage gowns signified that they were all from the same magic academy. But, a succubus had mingled itself among them.
As an inquisitor, Cheryl had a duty to eliminate that âgodâs enemy.â But, Cheryl recognized that succubus to be the only attendant in the Hearthstone Tavern.
As for Norlandâs Hearthstone Tavern, it was the only place that could bring her âjoyâ apart from the Holy Cityâs choir. No, not joy. It should be called âexcitementâ instead.
Through that game called âHearthstone,â she had completely forgotten those damned mutterings for the past two weeks.
Cheryl watched the five girls from the roof. After they finished their short exchange, two of the girls decided to leave the group.
Maybe I can return to the Hearthstone Tavern by following that succubus?
After pondering for a moment, Cheryl decided to follow the succubus. But, she didnât dare to get too close.
A faint amount of aura of death was lingering around that succubus. It seemed like some sort of undead creature was hovering around the succubus.
Following them, Cheryl walked past the Gear River. She hoped to be able to return to the Hearthstone Tavern with the succubusâs guidance.
Unfortunately, her hope amounted to nothing. They did not choose to return to the Hearthstone Tavern. Instead, they arrived at a theater, the Weissenasche Theater.
âWhy would a demon be interested in stage plays?!â
Cheryl stood before the entrance of the Weissenasche Theater and watched the succubus enter it. She was pondering whether to enter the theater after her.
A stage play would take at least an hour or two to finish. If she was to spend that much time, she could just find anyone on the street to ask them where the Hearthstone Tavern was located at.
But, the four templars tracking her with the âMark of Shadowâ rendered her choiceless.
In order to avoid them, she had no choice but to hide herself in the Weissenasche Theater for the time being.
The Weissenasche Theater was an exceptional hiding place. People from all over the world filled the entire theater lounge. The spacious lounge actually appeared very congested.
Cheryl walked past the crowd and arrived at a corner. There were benches for people to sit on located here. Luckily, Cheryl found a seat.
Without hesitation, she sat down on the seat. She has been up all day dealing with the templars trying to bring her back. No matter how outstanding of an inquisitor she might be, she was tired from all of it.
âYoung Miss, did you also come here to watch the new movie screening?â
A voice sounded from beside Cheryl. She turned around and saw a familiar figure â the Chaos Demon Joshua. But, she was more fond of addressing him as the tavern owner.
As an inquisitor, she had once accepted the mission to assassinate Joshua. But, the reason why she accepted the mission was not because of her loyalty to the Church. Instead, it was because she wanted to be able to hear the choirâs singing after completing the mission.
Right now, Cheryl had found something far more fascinating than singing. Mission?
To challenge aw Chaos Demon, one that might even be prepared, all alone was simply suicidal.
âMovie?â
Cheryl guessed that Joshua didnât know her true identity. Because of that, she was able to communicate with him calmly.
She was able to faintly hear the mutterings appearing in her head. If she doesnât find something that could spark joy, she might be faced with fatal dangers.
At this moment, the audiences in the Weissenasche Theater suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
The reason for that was because the poster for âBeauty and the Demonâ had disappeared all of a sudden. It was replaced with a poster for âLĂ©on: The Demon.â
A poster of the demon hitman LĂ©on and Mathilda, a little girl carrying a potted plant, walking on the street. In a short few seconds, that poster caught Cherylâs attention and perked her interest.
âOf course...â
The crazed mutterings grew clearer by the second. Cheryl was forced to respond in a clear-cut manner.
After all, it was not her first time being âtemptedâ by that demon. Right now, she only hoped that the movie would be interesting enough.
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