However, she has never seen such a strange Dead Apostle.
And then, the next moment.
The half-crow, half-human monster knelt down on one knee in front of her and made an elegant voice:
"Greetings from a long time ago, Princess"
"..."
Remilia frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he remembered something. Isn't this strange appearance Black Wing Lord, one of the oldest Dead Apostles in the legend.
She remembered her mother saying that during the Dead Apostle civil war, if Black Wing Lord hadn't decisively rebelled, they would have been killed along with her. However, considering that Black Wing Lord was a close minister of her grandmother...Crimson Moon, she did not kill Black Wing Lord, but just marginalized her.
"Get up, Black Wing Lord!"
She put away the magic gun and kept her arrogant look. "Come to me at this time. What do you mean? I hope it won't be some trivial matter that disturbs my rare leisure time."
"It's not a trivial matter, it's an order from the master."
Black Wing Lord stood up, lowered his head slightly and said, "Assist Princess to win Holy Grail War's victory. This is... the reason why I came to find Princess."
"... Master... what do you mean?!"
Remilia's eyes widened. In this world... there is only one person who can be called the master of Black Wing Lord, and that is the legendary Moon King Crimson Moon.
"That's right, Crimson Moon Your Majesty asked me to assist you."
Black Wing Lord nodded slightly and said in a respectful voice, "No matter what kind of opponent it is, as long as Princess orders it, my subordinates will definitely defeat it with all their strength."
"Ah... yeah."
Remilia took a breath, raised his head and stared at Black Wing Lord, and said seriously, "Then... if I let you face Heroic Spirit, you should be fine."
"Of course no problem."
Black Wing Lord's elegant voice revealed his confidence. "No matter how powerful Heroic Spirit is, in order to fulfill Crimson Moon Your Majesty's great wish to come back to the world, I will defeat them all."
"What a confident statement."
Remilia smiled with satisfaction, "Heroic Spirit is not a simple existence. Even if True Ancestor Dead Apostles comes to face it... it will not be easy."
"Indeed, Heroic Spirit is a very difficult existence. Even True Ancestor Dead Apostles may not be able to defeat it."
Black Wing Lord admitted frankly, and then changed the subject. "However, those are just those incompetent True Ancestor Dead Apostles. Even if they are both True Ancestor Dead Apostles... there is a huge gap in strength."
"Next, please Princess to witness the strength of your subordinates."
Chapter 436 Crazy World
Misaki City.
Kishimo Arcueid walked out of the church, looked up at the sky full of dark clouds, and evoked a gentle smile. He was filled with a holy feeling like a Bodhisattva. Even just looking at it... he would feel redeemed in his heart.
This is... the charm of being called a saint living in modern times.
All over the world, no matter rich or poor... there are her followers.
Its influence reaches every corner of the world.
"... We're almost ready."
In the dark woods not far away, Bunbyo Rei walked out in priest attire. He bowed slightly to Kishimo Arcueid standing at the door and said in a cold voice:
"Believers...are preparing for the coming of the relief 'saint'."
He lowered his eyes as much as possible, not to look at the woman who was as holy as a Bodhisattva.
This is not the fear of desecrating that sacred figure, but the fear of losing oneself. Even if it is just a glance, if you look at the figure of Kishimo Arcueid, you will be seduced by the extraordinary beauty, the desire deep in your heart, and fall into a trance and lose yourself.
Such a magical charm is like the legendary Mara who seduced Gautama Buddha in the Bodhi tree.
To be honest, he wanted to give up resistance countless times, indulge in the magical charm of Kishimo Arcueid, give up thinking and become a puppet to be played with, so that... it wouldn't be so hard.
You can also get unparalleled happiness.
However, his essence is a complete egoist, with a strong desire to survive, and he instinctively refuses the temptation of Kishimo Arcueid's demonic nature.
I don't want to die, I don't want to be turned into a puppet.
However, the temptation is as sweet as honey.
It's hard to refuse...and hard to accept.
"Thank you for your hard work, Bunbyo Rei~"
Kishimo Arcueid looked at the priest and said with a compassionate voice, "Next, wait until Touko completes everything, and then the Savior will come to this mortal world full of original sin and turn it into a paradise on earth."
She spoke happily and gently, full of love for all things.
Bunbyo Rei's head lowered even further, his hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were about to pierce into his flesh. He was resisting the impulse in his heart.
At this time, he even had a feeling that he was a ignorant person who did not know how to educate. The ideal saint in people's hearts used words full of love, a heart that tolerates everything and saves everything, to redeem his existence full of original sin.
However, he was unwillingly rejecting... this divine salvation.
This is... how stupid and unwise.
"You don't seem... happy about this?"
Kishimo Arcueid stared at the priest who lowered his head and did not dare to look at her, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his voice. In response, Bunbyo Rei just shook his head and said in a pious voice.
"No, as a believer... the Lord is about to send a gift to save the world. This is an unparalleled joy for me... no, it should be said that for all lives."
Bunbyo Rei shook his head and spoke with a pious voice.
"Congregants all over the world are praying for the arrival of the saint who carries the will of the 'Lord'. I am also praying silently in my heart. Just now I was just... addicted."
"Yeah."
Kishimo Arcueid stared at the priest, then turned and walked into the church.
She doesn't care about the truth or falsehood of what Bunbyo Rei says, nor does she care whether Bunbyo Rei is loyal to her. Rather, she actually intentionally... makes Bunbyo Rei vigilant and fearful of her.
There is a hint of bad taste in this, and there is also an element of experimentation in it.
"..."
Bunbyo Rei looked at Kishimo Arcueid entering the church, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he realized belatedly that his back was soaked with sweat at some point.
It can be seen how great the pressure was in his heart just now.
at the same time.
at Vatican.
Devout believers came to the church, knelt in front of the statue of God and prayed devoutly. They followed the guidance of the 'Holy Lady' Kishimo Arcueid and chanted to welcome the coming savior.
And in the square.
The priest stood by the fountain, loudly announcing the arrival of the saint who carried the will of the Lord. They had been sparing no effort to promote it for a long time, but they did not feel any tiredness. There was a fanatical expression on their pious faces.
The onlookers listened devoutly, and both the elderly and children seemed a little fanatical.
USA.
New York.
Countless believers flocked to the streets to welcome the arrival of the saint who carried the will of the 'Lord' in a carnival manner. Fireworks continued to fly into the sky and explode, decorating this prosperous city as if it were daytime.
Invariably, billboards and TV programs everywhere are discussing and broadcasting related topics about the coming of saints who carry the will of the 'Lord'.
"Crazy, these people are crazy!"
On a high-rise building, a slightly obese black girl looked through the window at the enthusiastic people on the street. She felt a chill in her heart. The world... became a little strange.
It was like... an invisible huge hand, distorting the entire world.
"Jennifer... I found something interesting."
Not far away, a boy's surprised voice came from the living room.
The fat black girl was excited and immediately looked at her friend sitting on the sofa in the living room. He was a young man with short blond hair who looked very handsome and was also a talented academic.
He had a notebook on his knees and was typing on the keyboard skillfully.
This is her boyfriend, but they don't love each other. It's just a purely transactional relationship. It's just that she pays the blond boy, and then the boy trades his body.
It's a very simple and pure relationship.
"Something interesting?"
The black girl walked up to the blond boy and looked at the boy's notebook. Then, the information about Umbrella Corporation was revealed in front of her eyes.
"It's interesting, isn't it? The power of capital."
The blond boy glanced at the rich woman who supported him and said with a smile, "Most of the media have received funds from Umbrella and began to publicize the news of the arrival of the so-called 'saint'. This means that most of the information channels we have access to are now controlled by Umbrella Corporation."
"This... is too scary!"
The black girl felt horrified and couldn't help but scream loudly, "Is it possible that they want to brainwash everyone through their speech!"
"I don't know, and there's no way to figure out the reason." The blond boy shook his head, raised his hand and scratched his head, "However, this is definitely related to...Aozaki Touko!"
He pointed to the photo of Aozaki Touko on his laptop.
"Maybe this woman... maybe wants to become a living god. As long as everyone believes in her, then... even a mortal will be no different from a god."
"Does this... make sense?"
The black girl asked, "Aozaki Touko is already as rich as anyone in the country and has everything he wants... why do he do such a meaningless thing?"
Chapter 437 Mother's Care
The next day.
The sun disperses the darkness, like a curtain being drawn open, and the world becomes brighter.
Remilia stood by the guardrail of the high-rise building, staring into the distance with his scarlet eyes, staring at a helicopter that was gradually approaching, and listened to the roar of the air stirring more and more clearly.
On both sides of her, Black Wing Lord and Izayo Sakuya stood respectfully.
soon.
The helicopter arrived over Kaiyue Hotel.
A middle-aged man appeared in front of the hatch, dressed like a medieval nobleman, holding a cane inlaid with gems. He looked at blue-haired loli below with a gentleman's smile.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped from an altitude of nearly ten meters. His falling figure was like a falling feather, landing safely on the hard concrete ground.
"I came to support Princess on the order of Your Majesty."
He gracefully touched his chest and bowed.
"Thank you, Lord Van Feim~"
Remilia gracefully held the two corners of the skirt and gracefully responded with a skirt-raising ceremony, showing off her qualities as Dead Apostle Princess.
Then, she turned her head and looked at the floating white Round Table not far away.
Two elders, Arcueid and Scathach, were sitting there. The table was filled with sumptuous food. Although it did not look luxurious, it looked very elegant.
"We are enjoying breakfast, Mr. Van Feim... do you want to come with us?"
"Then excuse me."
Van Feim responded with a slight smile, then lowered his body to Remilia's ear and whispered, "Princess, I unexpectedly learned that... Queen Altrouge has arrived at Fuyuki City."
"Oh... really!"
Remilia immediately showed an expression of surprise. He couldn't help but put his two little hands on his waist, raised his little head slightly, and said proudly:
"It seems that Mother knows what I have done and will definitely praise me well later!"
"..."
Van Feim didn't speak, and looked at the happy little Princess silently.
He has lived for a long time and has witnessed the ups and downs of Human history. He knows that people's hearts in this world are changeable. If it is Altrouge who has not yet grasped the power and has no descendants.
Then he believes that Altrouge... will welcome the return of Crimson Moon Your Majesty.
However, can Altrouge, who now has more power than ten thousand people and has a happy family, remain loyal and welcome Crimson Moon who breaks all this?
If it were him... he would never be able to welcome her.