"Ahahaha! Just as expected of the one I love!"
"My Holy Princess, Princess of the Moon!!"
In a hidden location, Diodora watched the girl on the battlefield through a secret technique, from the moment she appeared... to when she was besieged by demons.
Every movement, every technique was so beautiful and captivating. She was like a lofty goddess of the moon, and like the heart-stirring moon princess from The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter.
Kiana's name, Kiana, meant goddess of moonlight!!
That holy girl before his eyes had not betrayed that beautiful name. At this moment, she was the beautiful and enchanting goddess of the moon.
Powerful, beautiful, sacred, unattainable...
That entire array of qualities and her appearance, combined with her Church upbringing, perfectly struck Diodora's sweet spot. He had never been so moved before.
So even though she was powerful, he simply could not let her go.
Diodora had always been a pervert, a demon with no taboos. He came from noble blood and was a blood relative of Beelzebub, one of the famous new Demon Kings.
He could do whatever he pleased in many matters, which had fostered a personality unafraid of others. When it came to seeking thrills and pleasure, he did not care in the slightest about any serious consequences.
Though a demon, he regarded famous nuns and saints of the Church as prey meant to please him.
He liked turning those pure saints into his toys, and even more desperately wanted to stain those beings who could only be admired from afar with his colors.
However, as Diodora watched events unfold, he realized that things were gradually becoming strange. Many details had diverged from his plan.
Kiana was far stronger than he had imagined. Those demons from the old faction were no match for her