Campione: Strongest Godslayer!-Chapter 252: Primate Murder

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Waist-length hair like the night sky, a beautiful face radiating nobility and elegance, crimson eyes like the finest agate, clad in a mysterious black evening gown adorned with a cute bow at the collar.

A girl, appearing about thirteen or fourteen years old—though her face was slightly childish, her entire being exuded an air of high nobility and elegance, like an elf of the night or a princess from a fairy tale—appeared before Caren.

"Good evening, Big Sis!" Caren's lips curved gently upwards, revealing cute little dimples as she smiled sweetly.

"Although I'd love to say 'Good evening,' it's only dusk right now, you adorable child," the girl chuckled lightly.

"...Then should I say 'Good dusk'? But the Lord didn't teach me that word!" Caren tilted her head, looking puzzled. "But... Big Sis, who are you? Why are you at my house?"

"My name?" The girl narrowed her agate-like eyes slightly, smiling at Caren. "There's no harm in telling a Little Sis."

"Altrouge Brunestud!!—That is my name." Altrouge lightly lifted the hem of her evening gown, speaking with pride and arrogance, a smile gracing her lips.

"Al...trouge? That's so long. It's easier just to call you Big Sis." Caren pouted, shaking her head.

"As you wish~~ Aiya, Lttle Sis. You've diverted the topic. You still haven't answered my question. Is this your toy?" The girl picked up Roa's head from the ground—still staring wide-eyed in death—and chuckled.

"I don't want it anymore. This toy isn't fun at all." Caren waved her hand dismissively, her face showing disgust.

"...Heheh~~ Haha, how interesting. A born Saint wielding Holy Relics, yet so naive and cruel. I quite like you! Little one, how about making a contract with Big Sis?"

A voice filled with elegance and nobility came from Altrouge. She raised her fair, slender right hand to lightly cover her lips, chuckling softly, her eyes revealing faint appreciation.

"That's far enough, Ninth Ancestor!—Altrouge Brunestud!!!" An uneasy male voice came from the church entrance.

"Hmm? A wielder of Sacred Artifact from the Church?" Altrouge frowned slightly, looking at the black-haired, middle-aged priest at the church entrance. Seeing the knightly sword radiating intense light power behind the priest, she spoke with certainty.

"Ah!! It's the Pervert Priest!!" Caren pointed at the black-haired priest's face and exclaimed.

"Call me Father Richard!! Your Holiness!!" The Pervert Priest—no, Richard—roared loudly.

"...Little girl, so young yet already so scheming and sharp-tongued. How adorable." Altrouge pinched Caren's small cheek, gently tugging at it.

Seeing Altrouge suddenly appear before Caren, Richard instinctively put his hand on the hilt of the sword behind him, cold sweat breaking out on his cheeks.

A hybrid of True Ancestor and Dead Apostle—the Black Princess Altrouge Brunestud! Ranked ninth among the Twenty-seven Dead Apostle Ancestors, but among the top five in terms of danger level.

Richard knew that the Holy Church's ranking of the Twenty-seven Dead Apostle Ancestors wasn't for the purpose of subjugation, but rather—to warn the world!

Run as far away as possible if you encounter these monsters.

However, having been granted a Sacred Artifact by an angel nine years ago, Richard was confident he could last... one move against this princess.

Yes, Richard was that confident—he firmly believed he was doomed.

"Black Princess, do you know who Her Holiness is?! She's a Saint who can hear the Lord's teachings! If you dare touch a single hair on her head, you're dead!!!"

"Angels and God will blast you to smithereens in minutes!!!" Richard roared loudly.

Standing around waiting to die wasn't Richard's style; at the very least, he had to spout some harsh words, curse the Black Princess who was about to kill him, only then would he feel he got his money's worth.

If by some chance he survived, he'd be a Church priest who faced one of the Twenty-seven Dead Apostle Ancestors and emerged unharmed. Just thinking about it was thrilling.

"Talk... is cheap... come... save me!!!" Caren, her voice distorted from having her face played with, looked at Richard with contempt. "Also... Pervert Priest, if you're going to talk tough, at least make it nastier!!!"

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"Hehehe~~ You two are quite interesting. To think people like you could appear in that rigid Curia. Alright, seeing as you're so amusing, I'll let you off." Altrouge held Caren's face, chuckling.

A look of pleasant surprise appeared on Richard's face.

Conversely, unease flickered across Caren's face. She sensed a kindred spirit in the Black Princess—an aura called 'pleasure.'

Sure enough, the next second, the Black Princess's slightly troubled voice came over.

"However, being insulted and doing nothing is not my style! Besides, I have countless blood feuds with the Holy Church!"

"In that case, I'll just turn the Church's Saint into my Kin. Be grateful, little Saint." The Black Princess slowly leaned down, kissed Caren's neck, slightly opened her vermilion lips, revealing sharp yet cute fangs.

Richard stared dumbfounded as Caren's blood was sucked.

Thud.

He collapsed to the ground. He understood; if the Church found out that the Saint fell and became a Dead Apostle because he—her guardian knight, had provoked the enemy with harsh words...

The Holy Church's Inquisition would probably have a room reserved for him.

Altrouge savored the rich blood in her mouth, a faint joy in her eyes. Feeling she had drunk just about enough, a drop of crimson True Blood slowly seeped from the tip of Altrouge's fang.

Caren's body suddenly trembled violently, as if some switch had been triggered.

As if the pause button had been pressed, the surrounding scenery abruptly froze.

The twilight sky instantly became overcast, filled with flashing lightning and rumbling thunder.

A massive face abruptly appeared in the sky.

The face was formed from dark clouds; although indistinct—Haru's features were vaguely visible—though unrecognizable to anyone not close to him.

Altrouge abruptly released her lips, looking somewhat astonished at Caren, who was now radiating a dense golden light. "Divine Power?? Divine Advent???"

"How is that possible? Divine Spirits shouldn't be able to descend into the human world anymore!"

The giant face in the sky suddenly opened its eyes. There was no emotion in them, machinelike, as it coldly uttered a single word.

"—Die—"

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