Amen

"Has your family offended someone?"

Fujimaru Kyoya himself only sensed their presence when they were very close to his room, suggesting that no one else could possibly have detected their arrival, which was clearly aided by Magecraft.

Although Florence is not the capital city, it is still an important and economically developed city, and in theory, it should not have been home to such a large-scale band of robbers.

Go to the living room immediately.

A strange thought popped into Fujimaru Kyoya's mind. Logically, he should be heading to his parents' bedroom at this time, but this thought gave him a strong sense of trust.

[Although you don't believe in God, God still loves you, and at this moment, He has Revelation.]

[The talent "Revelation" awakens: The words of the gods echo in your ears; this is what is most beneficial for you.]

"There are still people who stay up all night? Is that your good fortune or your misfortune?"

A voice came from the darkness; it was still a combination of a Knight and a priest. By the moonlight Fujimaru Kyoya could see the blood on their swords.

"Yes, is it lucky or unlucky?"

Fujimaru Kyoya muttered to himself, then headed towards the direction where the Knight was, since that was the fastest way to the living room.

Your whereabouts have been discovered; your perfect stealth is no longer perfect.

"You brat, ignoring me..."

Before the Knight could finish speaking, he felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground, along with two headless corpses.

One was dressed as a priest, and the other as Knight, each carrying a broken sword.

That Knight is...

"It's me?"

The two heads that fell to the ground murmured words of disbelief before dying shortly afterward. Fujimaru Kyoya threw down the broken sword in his hand without any pity.

He must go to the living room immediately.

[You kill the person who discovered your whereabouts, your stealth is flawless once again, and you eliminate the person who raised the question, thus resolving all issues. You choose to "make peace" with yourself.]

[Talent "Information Erasure" Awakening: The more times you infiltrate and the more perfect your infiltration, the higher the level of this attribute will be. The evaluation standard is the "number" of people who discover you.]

What a cunning talent description! It means that if no "person" discovers him, then it's a perfect stealth operation, right?

But before that...

"In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters."

Fujimaru Kyoya dislikes owing favors to others, and he is indeed using divine power now, even if he is not devout at all.

Fujimaru Kyoya couldn't wholeheartedly believe in God, but he could at least pretend to.

When Fujimaru Kyoya needs to use the power of the Stigmata, he recites the Bible. Since he has borrowed the power, he must make amends. This is Fujimaru Kyoya's way of doing things.

"God said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light."

As if God had granted Fujimaru Kyoya's request, Fujimaru Kyoya's speed increased, and power continuously flowed from within his body.

"What's going on? Why are there still people in the hallway? This is so annoying."

Fujimaru Kyoya was discovered again, but that was normal; he had no intention of hiding in the first place. Looking at the sword coming down towards his head, Fujimaru Kyoya said this:

"God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness."

Yes, they broke up.

Fujimaru Kyoya snatched the longsword from his opponent's hand and then cleaved him in two with a single stroke, the smooth wound resembling a mechanical cut.

"Evil...demon."

The pampered priest had never witnessed such cruelty before, and immediately turned and ran, seemingly forgetting that they were the ones who started it.

Unfortunately...

"Bang!"

A sharp pain accompanied by a loud bang exploded on the back of his head. He collapsed to the ground, severely injured, surrounded by shards of a vase.

"I'm going to launch a sneak attack."

Clearly, this is the same club that Fujimaru Kyoya originally used. After so many battles, Fujimaru Kyoya has reached the point where he has no club in his hand but a club in his heart, where having no club is better than having a club, and where bamboo, rocks, grass and trees can all be clubs.

"God called the light 'day,' and the darkness he called 'night.' And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day."

Without any hesitation, Fujimaru Kyoya walked past the fallen priest, he simply raised his hand and beheaded him with a single stroke of his sword.

He walked in the darkness, his sword dripping with blood, and the words of the Bible echoed in the air, like a saint.

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Chris had no idea what had happened. He was about to go to sleep when his grandfather suddenly pulled him out of his room. Before he could say anything, the Knight who followed him pierced his heart with a sword.

She fled in panic and soon encountered Fujimaru Kyoya's parents.

They should have been saving their own child at that moment, but they valued Chris's life or death more.

"Get out of here quickly, they're coming."

Who exactly has arrived?

Chris didn't understand what had happened. Her parents had died when she was very young, and her grandfather, whether out of grief or for some other reason, never brought it up.

"Thump~"

After finally breaking down the living room door, the path out of the manor was right in front of them, but rows of Knight in full armor were waiting at the door.

Why is there no reaction at all when so many Knight arrive?

Chris was completely unable to think straight; everything that had happened tonight was too unbelievable.

"Although there is no conclusive evidence, I am very sorry, but everything related to the Holy Grail must be destroyed."

The Templar Knights did not know what the Holy Grail was; they only knew that it was something that the upper echelons of the Church collectively feared, and that the name "Holy Grail" was used to avoid spreading the word.

If it were truly something that could threaten the Church, why use the name "Holy Grail"? It would be better to simply call it the Demon.

But that's not something these roughnecks should be thinking about.

The Templar Knights of today are not the Templar Knights of the past; they are nothing more than a group of executioners.

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The Knight Templar, also known as the Poor Templar Knights of Christ and the Holy Temple of Solomon, were originally an organization that helped believers travel to the Holy Temple to pray.

As time went by and their numbers increased, they gradually gained the attention of the upper echelons. The Church recognized their legitimacy and made them accountable only to the Pope. More importantly, they had the power to collect taxes.

Under such corrupting influence of interests, the Knight order, which was once so poor that it only had its underwear left, gradually lost its original spirit and became the Pope's powerful henchmen.

For example, right now.

The Knight had no idea what power these few people had to shake the Church, and they couldn't understand why the so-called Pope would destroy all clues related to the Holy Grail.

But they don't need to understand that dogs don't need to know their owners' thoughts.

"When the woman saw that the tree had fruit that was good for food, and that it was pleasing to the eye and desirable for making one wise, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, and he ate it. Then their eyes were opened, and they realized that they were naked. So they took fig leaves and sewed them together to make coverings for themselves."

How could the Knight not know this passage in the Bible? This passage tells the story of Eve being tempted by Satan to eat the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil.

Who exactly are these people? Are they being accused of being unable to distinguish between good and evil?

Fujimaru Kyoya emerged from the shadows, his pajamas stained with blood, yet not a single drop of blood came from his own body.

He held the two Knight Swords and dragged them on the ground. Since they were stolen weapons, he didn't care much for them.

"Who are you?"

The Knight fixed their gazes on Fujimaru Kyoya. They sensed that the newcomer was hostile but failed to realize that they themselves were the ones who had come. Now, they were even asking Fujimaru Kyoya who he was.

That's disgusting.

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the thief in front of him, who had sneaked into a house in the middle of the night and was now asking the owner of the house with an air of righteous indignation.

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However, since Fujimaru Kyoya is now a devout Christ (for a limited time), and considering the powerful boss who lent him his strength from who-knows-where, he still intends to resolve this matter in a Christ manner.

For example... send them to Heaven.

Amen.

Two sharp swords crossed in front of Fujimaru Kyoya, sparks flying from the friction between their blades due to the immense force. The two swords resembled an inverted Cross, complementing the smile that Fujimaru Kyoya forced out in extreme anger.

Everyone knew that the person in front of them would not give up so easily.

"The sons of Israel, each with their families and Jacob, came to Egypt. And their names are as follows."

As the Bible was recited, the killing began.

God says to love the world, yet his followers and his followers (for a limited time) recite his scriptures and begin to kill.

"Reuben, Simeon, Levi, Judas, Issachar, Zebulun, Benjamin..."

As Fujimaru Kyoya chanted the names, his voice was powerful and resonant. Each name he uttered would sever a person's head, even if those people weren't the ones he was calling out. It didn't matter... just kill them all.

Chris watched Fujimaru Kyoya's carnage. She should have been afraid, but her artistic nature allowed her to see a glimmer of beauty in the blood and gore.

"Demon, you are a demon disguised as a believer."

The Knight, the priest, and even Fujimaru Kyoya's parents momentarily wondered if this man was possessed by a demon; otherwise, how could they explain a young man not even twenty years old possessing such murderous skills?

"The Israelites groaned and cried out because of their hard labor, and their cries reached God. God heard their cries and remembered the covenant he had made with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob."

Fujimaru Kyoya ignored the curses from others; after all, these people were going to die anyway, so why get angry with dead people?

Reciting the Bible to these dying people was the mercy that Fujimaru Kyoya showed them.

"God watches over the Israelites and knows their suffering."

Thinking about how so many people want to go to Heaven after they die, I suppose the people I killed should be able to go too. I'm such a good person.

Fujimaru Kyoya thought about the Stigmata on his body and guessed that he was also a saint, so he should have the privilege of sending people to Heaven.

After the other person went to Heaven, Fujimaru Kyoya no longer cared about their grudges, since all grievances are wiped clean after death.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh~~~ My... my finger."

A Knight clutched his bleeding arm, just moments before all ten carrots in his hand had been chopped off by Fujimaru Kyoya. Now, he couldn't even hold his sword and was completely at the mercy of his opponent.

Yes, Fujimaru Kyoya forgive the dead, but he wasn't so forgiving of the living.

"God said, 'I will be with you.'"

Fujimaru Kyoya was not a demon after all; cutting off fingers was enough punishment. With a backhand stroke, he severed their heads, and warm blood spurted from their necks onto his body, which puzzled Fujimaru Kyoya.

Even the most aloof man has a warm heart, and these people have such warm blood, yet why are their hearts so cold?

"Speak, who sent you?"

Fujimaru Kyoya had his fill of killing, spared one survivor, a man who looked like a priest. Although he knew Magecraft, he was clearly spineless; it seemed that cutting off a few pieces of his flesh would make him reveal everything.

"Demons, you demons who covet the Holy Grail and attempt to control the Church will surely be punished by God..."

"Flagg, kill him without leaving any survivors."

Fujimaru Kyoya's mother spoke up, saying that considering the intruders had forced their way into a private residence, they should be killed.

Amen.

His head fell to the ground, blood gushing out. Fujimaru Kyoya looked at his mother; clearly, his parents were hiding something from him.

"Flagg, take Chris and get out of here. We'll distract them, and remember to keep her safe."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you die, but Chris absolutely cannot be harmed."

That's so unfair!

Even though his parents were the ones who said those words, Fujimaru Kyoya still felt that it was a bit too much, as if his family existed solely for Chris.

Fujimaru Kyoya glanced at Chris, and the little girl immediately shook her head like a startled rabbit, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with her.

In fact, Chris also noticed that the Fujimaru Kyoya family was being far too enthusiastic towards her.