This World Is Seriously Ill

"Byrgenwerth Academy, the Church of Healing, the Celestial Clock Tower, or the Cainhurst vampires? Ask me anything about them, and I'll tell you!"

Kevin glanced back at the battered Yosefka and Crow Hunter Irene, narrowed his eyes, and followed Maria's steps, steadily forcing the fake doctor into a corner.

"No, you don't have a chance..."

"Damn it!"

As the two drew closer and closer, the air around her began to thicken like blood, while the sword intent from one side left her feeling as though blades were pressed against her back.

The fake doctor made a snap decision and stopped. Before her momentum could completely fade, she swung her cane to counterattack, opening with the Choir's secret art, Omen of Ebrietas.

Massive black-red tentacles poured from a vortex forming in midair, writhing and lashing with all their strength toward the two dangerous targets.

And, to be safe, the two Celestial Emissaries she had brought attacked Kevin and Maria from the front and rear.

This mysterious woman, vicious and malicious at heart, even pulled the trigger of her blunderbuss repeatedly, firing bullets from tricky angles in pursuit of a single killing blow.

Yet both opponents were unexpectedly formidable. One moved his sword as steadily as a mountain, swinging the door-sized weapon in broad horizontal slashes that cleaved apart both bullets and secret arts alike.

Maria, on the other side, seemed to have been provoked by something. Her presence turned sharp and sinister, like the Vampire Queen within that decaying castle.

With her transformed weapon, Rakuyo, she abandoned any advantage in technique. Instead, she unleashed blood-red radiance stretching several meters, throwing out Blood Quality Secret Arts as if they cost nothing and brutally shredding every foreign object within range.

In just a few breaths, the turf within the few steps of their