Saintess? Not Anymore! I'd Rather be a Destroyer-Chapter 333 - 270: investigation

"Pope Benedict, have you found any traces of them? The defectors," a beautiful brown-skinned boy asked as he looked down at everyone in the room with a smile. He sat on a bright pink throne and behind him was a statue of Paige, being right beside it. He had beautiful hot pink eyes and long straight hot pink hair that reached down to his waist. If you looked closely one could tell that he resembled Paige. His looks were simply breathtaking and made him appear so delicate. But everyone who was in the room knew he was far from that.

"Unfortunately we haven’t yet Sacred Kielbasa." A handsome middle-aged man in pink robes adorned in jewels stepped forward. He had a soothing voice that also came off as sharp, having authority behind them. He had dark but sharp blue eyes and silver hair combed neatly. His short silver beard was sharp and straight and a pink cross could be seen on the right side of his cheek.

"How pathetic," Kielbasa scoffed with a cold look, "You may leave Pope Benedict." Once he gave the order, the man bowed respectfully before exiting.

"Sacred please the Calvanot Empire has refused to give offerings to Paige," a beautiful brown-skinned woman with short brown hair who wore the same kind of robes spoke out, having a serious expression on her face. Her brown eyes burned with hatred and uneasiness previously, when she had been looking at the glowing tablet resting in her hands, but now that she spoke to Kielbasa she had a more calm air around her.

Kielbasa chuckled, "Oh so after all the help they received from us, they now think that they are powerful enough to go against us!?"

Kielbasa glanced at one of the other individuals in the room, "Apostle Gray."

"Yes, Sacred." Gray, a young fair woman with a pink cloth covering over her eyes. She had a black and golden metallic halo surrounding her bald head that matched the huge burly golem holding her in its arms. She held two huge keys which were as tall as her and sat down on the golem elegantly since her pink dress was similar to a jumpsuit.

"Go and destroy the Calvanot Empire," Kielbasa ordered, a cold and empty tone resounding from his lips.

Gray had a conflicted expression on her face at his words, "But Sacred, that Empire produces most of my Andromolus puppets. Wouldn’t it be easier just to kill their king?"

"I wish I could choose that, but from what I can see even the people refuse to give offerings to Mother," Kielbasa responded as his pink eyes glowed. In the center of the room, an image appeared out of thin air. It displayed people who resided in the Calvanot Empire. They were talking and laughing, seemingly having no care in the world. Many living lavishly with gold jewelry and big houses. Through all they could see, not one person went to the church to give offerings.

At the sight, Gray’s conflicted expression was no more. Her eyes grew larger, shock and anger shone in them. "They refuse to give offerings to Paige!? Those fucking bastards!!" Gray gave out a loud yell as her bright green aura spread throughout the room, it made the room start to shake heavily. The chandeliers shook, dust falling to the ground as the aura spread out forcefully. Despite her powerful outburst of anger as well as energy, all in the room held unflinching looks.

"I was wrong to suggest what I did. Sacred, I will gladly make an example out of them." Gray grinned, malice was dripping from every ounce of her body.

Kielbasa smirked at her resolve, "Good. I’m sure you’d have guessed this but I don’t care how you kill them. Through torture, ruthless slaughter, or anything else you can think of. Just show them overwhelming power, the power of an Arc Human who serves Paige."

"Thank you, dear Sacred, I shall go now," Gray bowed and so did her golem before they left the room.

"Sacred should we assist Miss Gray, the Calvanot empire has a lot of High Humans and a few Arc humans and some Grand Humans but they can’t defeat her in terms of power but I’d like to.be cautious," Frowland, an old man with a short silver bob haircut and a pair of empty brown eyes, asked with a serious expression.

"Do you underestimate Gray, Pope Frowland?" Kielbasa asked with a smile, a wave of aura exuded from him.

Frowland backed up slightly, the sensation he felt from him was unpleasant, "I would never Sacred, I’m just worried for her safety."

"I understand since you took care of her like she was your daughter. Don’t worry I have checked and there’s no human or beast who is a Grand Human stronger than her in the Calvanot Empire. So destroying the Empire would be an easy feat for her."

"I understand Sacred," Frowland bowed.

"The Calvanot Empire, we helped them grow from a town, to a city, and a nation to a kingdom before they became an all-powerful Empire. If they’d stayed faithful and loyal they would have probably grown to become a High Land soon. And then in the distant future a Holy Land, and finally to a Promised Land. What a pity..."

Kielbasa’s words may have seemed to be regretful but his expression and tone were anything but. A sadistic smile was plastered on his face, as if their destruction would be better than everything they could’ve been.

"Come on Kielbasa, I know you don’t care about them. We have more than 10 kingdoms under our control," a beautiful dark-skinned girl, her skin sepia, reddish-brown, with bright blue eyes with two pink crosses in them said as she kicked her legs playfully. She was currently floating, having a mischievous expression. She had short white hair with a shade of pink at the end of her hair which was tied into two curly pigtails. What’s more, she didn’t look older than 17.