This World Is Seriously Ill

From then on, all the residents of Cainhurst Castle were transformed into a special race capable of using Blood Quality Secret Arts.

Afterward, Master Willem, the rightful owner of the stolen item, chose not to pursue the matter.

Instead, the Church of Healing and Bishop Laurence labeled the castle's residents the "Impure Blood Clan." They made a major issue of it, selecting elites from among the hunters to form the [Executioners].

Led by Master Logreus, this special force went to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest and sealed off Cainhurst Castle.

Even now, the [Executioners] and Cainhurst Castle seemed to be in a standoff. Friction between the two sides was escalating, and a full-scale war could erupt at any moment.

Whether Bishop Laurence was truly acting out of righteousness remained to be seen. Kevin withheld judgment for now.

But after Cainhurst Castle was sealed off, the Church of Healing's Blood Vials sold remarkably well.

After all, without those negative factors of bodily mutation wandering around, Blood Healing seemed trustworthy and dependable.

Still, Kevin had not expected Senior Sister Maria, who was gentle, kind, and loathed killing, to be hiding the identity of a vampire.

Moreover, he was deeply curious whether Senior Sister Maria had any connection to that Vampire Queen.

Well, damn. Just damn.

Now that werewolves and vampires had both gathered here, what was there even to say? Yharnam really was a wonderful place, wasn't it?

Kevin stared speechlessly at the bloated masses drifting through the night sky and their writhing, twisted forms.

The Shadow of Innsmouth

"A pair of fours!"

"Rocket! A three..."

"Yay! Sister Maria, I won!"

"Mm, you won..."

That evening, in Father Gascoigne's home, Maria sat at the card table and smiled faintly as she handed the colorful candies before Kevin to the priest's younger