Baptismal Chant / Paint Me

It's unclear which True Ancestor made the suggestion, but it quickly became a topic of discussion.

Since the Church says that Cain was Adam's child and the progenitor of all evil, then let them turn your progenitor into the lowest of Dead Apostle.

A group of older True Ancestor began devising a plan to disgust the Church, while in a corner of the room, a Blonde Girl looked around blankly.

She is the most perfect True Ancestor, the body Crimson Moon is using as a backup, and the True Ancestor who hunts down True Ancestor.

However, she is not working at this time, so she is just a little girl.

"This is so convenient! No wonder it's Da Vinci!"

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at his reflection in the mirror. Although his appearance hadn't changed, it made people subconsciously not pay attention to his face.

Although this thing is just like Superman's glasses, used to fool ordinary people and unlikely to fool Magecraft and priests, it doesn't matter. Those who have seen his face have no reason to survive.

If he can fool most people, he won't have to hide like before.

This wonderful thing far exceeded Fujimaru Kyoya's expectations; he was even worried that Da Vinci would make him a flashlight that could only glow in sunlight.

That would be like taking off your pants to fart – completely pointless.

"On your last day in the Papal States, is there anything you'd like to buy?"

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at Chris, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time. His purpose in going out this time was to accompany his fiancée. The long-term running and chasing had been accumulating pressure, and he also had to go out to paint to earn money. It was much more tiring than for him, who was living off a woman.

I want to buy Cross.

Chris's family background was similar to Fujimaru Kyoya influenced by Christianity culture from a young age. However, after interacting with the Old Man of the Mountain, she became increasingly disbelieving in Jesus as a god.

I thought you didn't believe me.

"We may not believe it anymore, but these things have already seeped into this land, and it's not something we can change whether we believe it or not."

Chris wore a dress today and seemed to be wearing makeup, a stark contrast to her usual masculine appearance at work.

"Yes, if Christianity were to disappear, this era would surely descend into chaos."

Fujimaru Kyoya realized that Christianity was currently occupying such a large market share, and if it were completely eradicated, the resulting space would be fiercely contested by countless people.

Driven by self-interest, every nation will participate, and the Holy Roman Empire, having lost the Church's support, will inevitably undergo unimaginable internal changes.

"Do you two need Cross? I happen to have a pair of Cross blessed by Cardinal. If you buy them together, I can offer you a discount."

Whether it was because the two looked like a couple walking down the street, or because they thought young people were easy to fool, a gloomy-looking man walked over with a pair of very attractive-looking Cross.

This look is exactly like seeing a lamb to the slaughter.

"How much?"

"This number."

The gloomy merchant held up three fingers, Fujimaru Kyoya smiled and pressed down two of the merchant's fingers, causing the merchant's expression to change immediately.

Others might haggle down to half the price, but this guy started haggling from the ankle. I've met a tough guy today.

But...

The gloomy merchant glanced at Chris, feeling a bit thirsty, and after thinking it over, agreed.

"Okay, it's just a sample. I have many more styles; you can come to my shop and take your time to choose."

The gloomy merchant pointed to a small alley, Fujimaru Kyoya's smile deepened after he glanced at it.

"Flagg, let's leave."

Chris didn't see anything amiss, but her intuition told her that something was wrong with the businessman in front of her, and she didn't want to see him.

"It's alright. You've been working so hard painting these past few days, so I'll buy you something as a gift."

Fujimaru Kyoya's words left Chris completely bewildered. This guy had even entrusted his money to Chris for safekeeping; where would he find the money to buy a gift?

"Don't worry, you'll have the money soon."

Fujimaru Kyoya hugged Chris, feigning intimacy, but he only wanted to whisper something to her. The shopkeeper turned away and smiled.

However, his canine teeth are sharper than those of most people.

Chapter 206 Baptismal Chant 47/102

When people talk about the Papal States, most think of holiness and naturally wouldn't worry about the Dead Apostle living there, but that's not actually the case.

The arrival of the Dead Apostle or the True Ancestor in the Papal States was partly due to the darkness under their noses, and partly because the Church turned a blind eye. After all, humans only pray for divine grace when a crisis strikes.

This narrow alley was originally a residence arranged by the Church specifically for the True Ancestor who was cooperating with them.

The entire alley was used by the Dead Apostle to support the True Ancestor who had a vampiric urge; these people could simply be Death Sentence from the prison.

Now, Fujimaru Kyoya led Chris into this alley.

The heavy breathing grew clearer, as if echoing in my ears; the sound was more like a dog than a wolf, definitely not human.

Chris linked arms with Fujimaru Kyoya, making them appear much closer, but Fujimaru Kyoya understood that this was simply because she was afraid. When people are afraid, they need someone to lean on, regardless of gender.

Fujimaru Kyoya's original intention was to relieve Chris's stress by going shopping, but unfortunately, he was targeted by a villain.

There's a saying in this world, "You can't guard against thieves forever." If someone has their eye on you, you have to teach them a lesson so they'll never dare to mess with you again.

Fujimaru Kyoya hadn't expected to face so many people this time, but it was a blessing in disguise. After all, Dead Apostle live a long time and probably have a lot of valuables at home.

Hopefully, those things can make up for Chris's emotional distress.

"Guest, this is the way."

The gloomy merchant turned to look at Fujimaru Kyoya, the malice in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and his gaze was fixed on Chris behind Fujimaru Kyoya.

It was a sweet aroma I had never smelled before; what kind of bloodline could produce such delicious blood?

Although he wanted to keep it all to himself, he also understood that offering it to the True Ancestor would allow him to obtain more of the True Ancestor's blood, which was the more important matter.

[You watch as these people burst through the door; their skin is deathly pale, and their eyes gleam with a bloodthirsty red light. Based on their features, you know these are Dead Apostle.]

"There are Dead Apostle in the Papal States? And these low-level Dead Apostle appear in broad daylight without any fear of sunlight. You've created Barrier that suits you."

It's not unimaginable that Dead Apostle could infiltrate the outskirts of the Papal States, but the fact that they could build such Barrier within Papal States city indicates collusion between the two sides.

"That's right. When you are buried, we will definitely contact the priest to prepare a large and exquisite Cross for you. So, may we ask you to die first?"

The word "death" seems to act like a switch.

The killing intent of the low-level Dead Apostle around them surged, and their pure killing intent could no longer be suppressed. Deep, beastly roars came from their mouths, which then formed words.

"Kill."

"Kill."

"Kill."

"Kill."

This alley is full of Dead Apostle, and there's Barrier that blocks sunlight from harming lower-level Dead Apostle. No one will come near you no matter what happens in this alley.

Fujimaru Kyoya had originally planned to play along with them, until...

"Evil."

One of the lower-ranking Dead Apostle emitted a different consciousness. Although it was unknown to whom he was sending this thought, it was something that Fujimaru Kyoya could not accept.

"Fuck your mother."

Almost at the same moment the sound was transmitted, a Black Keys pierced the head of the Dead Apostle. The rage in that was palpable, but this was not what the Dead Apostle were afraid of.

The Dead Apostle whose head was pierced not only failed to recover from the damage inflicted by the Black Keys, but also ignited with blue flames. At this moment, the Dead Apostle's tenacious vitality became a hindrance.

Screams filled the air; living yet inevitably heading towards death—this is the drawback that Immortality must be considered.

"This is a really good Barrier. It makes such a loud noise but doesn't attract the Church's attention. I can rest assured now."

One Black Keys after another slid from his sleeve into Fujimaru Kyoya's hand. Since this enemy was inhuman, he might as well use some inhuman methods.

"As soon as he came up out of the water, he saw the heavens split open and the Holy Spirit descend on him like a dove."

The Gospel of Gospel of Mark was slowly recited by Fujimaru Kyoya. These were just ordinary scriptures, but when spoken by Fujimaru Kyoya, they had the effect of making even demons flee when saints chanted.

A faint fluorescent light emanated from Fujimaru Kyoya, and the light fell on the Black Keys, sending chills down the spines of the Dead Apostle.

"The time has come, and the kingdom of God is at hand. Repent and believe the gospel."

The bodies of the Dead Apostle were as fragile as tofu in front of the Black Keys. Although it was sharp enough, its sharpness was so great that even Fujimaru Kyoya was greatly surprised, let alone the Dead Apostle.

[You have unintentionally mastered a special fighting style, using Black Keys as weapons and chanting scriptures to enhance your "purification" abilities.]

[Awakening of the talent "Baptismal Chant": A special combat style developed by you. The more devout the user, the greater the power of the baptism. It deals special damage to undead and spirit monsters.]

Blue flames ignited in the alleyway, flames that seemed only capable of igniting the bodies of the Dead Apostle.

"Wait, are you from the Church? We have ties with the Church..."

"Don't be so self-centered. Someone like you is no big deal to kill."

Fujimaru Kyoya used the Black Keys to decapitate the gloomy merchant. The Immortality of the Dead Apostle seemed to act as Accelerant in the face of the Black Keys and the Baptismal Chant, making the blue flames burn even brighter.

Who but God can forgive sins?

Fujimaru Kyoya stepped into the blue flames, reached out and picked up the pair of Cross from the flames, and tied them to himself and Chris.

Blue flames coiled around the Cross. The fire was neither harmful nor warm, but Chris felt an endless warm current flowing into her body.

"Will you come?"

Fujimaru Kyoya stood amidst the flames and spoke to Chris.

Where to?

"Kill."

Fujimaru Kyoya's calm expression suggested he was merely going out to buy soy sauce, but it also implied that he had not let this True Ancestor go.

"Um."

Chris grasped Fujimaru Kyoya's hand and stepped into the blue sea of fire together. The heatless flames spread over the two of them, seemingly trying to connect them together.

"He has mercy on those who fear him, generation after generation."

"He wielded great power with his arms. The arrogant man, who was harboring delusions, was driven away by him."

"He causes those in Authority to fall from their thrones, the lowly to rise, the hungry to be filled with good food, and the rich to return empty-handed."

Chris recited the scriptures, and regardless of whether Jesus was God or not, at this moment she hoped that Jesus would protect the person who stepped into the sea of fire.

Chapter 207 Painting for Me 48/102

In taverns, idlers and lazybones would typically boast and brag while clinking glasses, but lately they haven't been doing that.

Because a more sensational piece of news has spread.

"It's true, I'm telling the truth. I saw it with my own eyes. That man in white pinned the Vampire to the city wall and stuffed garlic into the guy's mouth."

Even though it was just a rumor he'd heard, after a few drinks of cheap liquor, he started to believe it was something he'd witnessed firsthand.

"Vampire Hunter? But does garlic really work?"

"Why would the Hunter use this to fight Vampire if he didn't have it? I heard that when the Church priest killed that Vampire, its stomach was full of Vampire."

The drunkard's words reached Fujimaru Kyoya's ears, and the two people traveling with him looked at him curiously. They had never heard of garlic having any special effect on Vampire.

The opponent is a True Ancestor, how could he possibly have such a strange weakness as garlic?

"It's nothing, just something I do out of interest."

Fujimaru Kyoya understood that the idea that "Vampire are afraid of garlic" was naturally something made up by later novelists, but he also adhered to the principle that eating noodles without garlic is the same as not eating garlic at all, so he decided to let these Westerners experience the goodness of garlic.

However, this reason obviously failed to convince the two people traveling with him. In their view, although Fujimaru Kyoya was cruel to his enemies, he was not a person with a perverse sense of humor.

If the goal is to kill Vampire, there's no need to hang him on the city gate; such meaningless humiliation is clearly not in line with Fujimaru Kyoya's character.

"Compared to Vampire Hunter, don't you think there's another rumor that deserves our attention more?"

Fujimaru Kyoya finished speaking, the drinkers nearby began to argue, seemingly debating the topic of this rising Vampire Hunter and the legendary progenitor of Vampire, "Cain."

"What Vampire Hunter? If he's so powerful, why doesn't he go and deal with Cain? In the end, he's just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."