I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Doubt grew stronger in the eyes of the villagers. They didn’t know how Stella would proceed with the “purity test” she mentioned.

“Your orders will be obeyed, Inquisitor-nim.”

Iris bowed her head to Stella and put down the iron mace and shield she held in both hands. Thud, the head of the mace stuck into the ground, and the shield fell over with a clatter.

The faint of heart flinched at the sound. Some even whimpered. The atmosphere created by the battle nuns surrounding them was so chilling that their tension soared.

“Ugh!”

Suddenly, someone grabbed James by the back of his neck. With a feeling of suffocation, he was lifted into the air, flew for a moment, and then fell to the ground as soon as the short flight ended.

Right in front of him was the battle nun called Iris. James, who had a direct view of her holy skin, unconsciously tried to back away, but was blocked by another battle nun’s thigh and hiccuped.

Emotionless green eyes turned towards him. James, wondering what she was going to do, just cowered and trembled.

A hand in a black latex glove was placed on the cloth covering his chest.

James stared blankly at the sight, startled. Iris was slowly trying to lift the cloth that hid his chest. In full view of everyone, no less.

James’ eyes were filled with a mixture of embarrassment and desire as he saw the nun suddenly open her holy vestments in the middle of the street and try to reveal her bare chest.

Regardless, Iris’s hand moved busily. She carefully untied the intricately tangled strings and supported her lower chest with her arm to accentuate its volume.

Now, if she moved just a little more, the pink tip at the end would be visible. James’ eyes widened involuntarily, but the nun’s hand stopped abruptly as if it were caught on something.

‘Why is she stoppingㅡ’

ㅡCrack!

His thoughts were cut short. The giant iron mace that struck James’ head completely crushed his skull, leaving no trace of its shape.

The vertically swung mace didn’t stop at shattering his head, but also dug into his body, turning his flesh into mush. Blood and flesh, enough for one human, splattered everywhere.

All sorts of foreign substances flowed out from the lump of meat that was a human just a moment ago.

“Kyaaaaaak!”

“What?! What happened?!”

“Why are we…!”

The people who saw James brutally slaughtered screamed. Some tried to escape, but were all stopped by the surrounding battle nuns.

“This one was not pure.”

The culprit was Stella.

Stella, who had smashed a person with an iron mace more than twice the size of her head, slung her weapon over her shoulder and declared with a wide smile, as if she couldn’t hear the screams.

“Next.”

“Hehehe~ Hehehe~”

Stella, sitting on the edge of the well in the middle of the village, hummed and swung her legs back and forth. She didn’t seem to mind the acrid smell of burning flesh that permeated the air.

Next to her, an iron mace, smeared with dried blood and pieces of human flesh, leaned against the well wall. It was hard to tell how many people it had killed, but the striking part was practically covered in red.

A little further away, a human, brutally slaughtered, was visible. It was a human so horribly mutilated that it was impossible to tell its original form, or even if it was male or female.

“Ugh… Uh…”

The more horrifying fact was that it was still alive in that state. A faint moan, “Ugh,” could be heard from the mouth where all the teeth had been pulled out and even the lips had been cut off.

Seeing this, Stella muttered with a look of regret.

“Why are demon worshippers so lacking in spirit these days? In the past, most of them would curse me until they were on the verge of death, no matter what kind of torture they received, so it was fun to torture them, but these days, they cry their eyes out if you just peel off their skin…”

Her voice was filled with contemplation and melancholy, but the content was incredibly gruesome. Stella truly regretted what she had just said.

“Inquisitor Stella-nim!”

“Ah, you’re finally here.”

A firm voice could be heard from afar. It was Iris. Stella jumped down from the well.

Despite her clothing that could hardly be called decent, her private parts were never exposed. It was as if someone was blessing her.

“Did you find it?”

“Yes, Inquisitor-nim. This.”

Iris held out a bundle of parchment.

Stella, as if she had never been regretful, wiped her expression clean and unfolded the parchment with a beaming smile, humming again, and examined it one by one.

And before she even finished reading half of the first page, she delivered her judgment.

“It’s Behemoth. How daring. Where did you find traces of Behemoth?”

“So that’s why the people of this village couldn’t pass the purity test?”

“Yes, that’s right. They were destined to be sacrificed to the demon.”

Stella’s reckless slaughter of innocent people was by no means unjustified. In a hidden place beneath this village, demon worshippers had been carrying out their groundwork.

The groundwork had been going on for years, and when the demon worshippers’ efforts finally bore fruit, every single resident of this village had their souls bound to a demon.

Without even knowing it themselves.

Once a soul is bound, there is no way to reverse it, and the moment the ritual to summon the demon is performed, they become no different from living bombs.

Their human bodies explode, polluting the surrounding land, and their remaining souls are dragged to h*ll, where they scream endlessly until the demon is completely destroyed, strengthening the impure.

“The recent monster attack must have been part of the ritual. They wouldn’t be able to summon a demon as powerful as Behemoth right away, but it would be enough to make their presence known to the demon by offering sacrifices.”

“What will you do with those who died before we arrived?”

“What do you mean, what will I do? We have to give up. Unless we completely kill Behemoth, there’s no way to save a human whose soul has been devoured by a demon.”

That’s why Stella killed all the remaining survivors of the village with her iron mace. If they die by a weapon imbued with divine power, their souls are purified and disappear instead of returning to the demon.

It’s a million times better to be crushed to death painlessly by an iron mace than to have your soul sacrificed.

Both in death and after death.

The same was true for her attempt to expose her chest by lifting the battle nun’s holy vestments in front of the people. Thanks to the blessed vestments, anything related to demons cannot reveal them.

At other times, she could open her vestments and expose her private parts as much as she wanted, but not in front of impure beings.

And no one saw Iris’s flesh when she tested their purity. It meant that everyone’s souls were contaminated and they were destined to be sacrificed.

“Then do you have a destination in mind, Inquisitor-nim?”

“We have to chase down the remnants.”

Stella tossed the parchment away. The parchment that fell to the floor spontaneously ignited with white flames. It was a flame made of divine power.

Although she didn’t show it outwardly, Iris was impressed by the sight. To be able to wield divine power so freely… Battle nuns have to concentrate for a long time to create holy flames.

“Gather all the battle nuns. We’re moving now.”

“Where are you planning to go?”

“Hmm… Her Holiness the Pope said that God will guide us…”

Stella pondered, tapping her cheek.

God will guide us. The meaning of those words was simple. Go wherever Stella’s heart leads her. No matter where she goes, her purpose will be fulfilled.

“Let’s just go wherever our feet take us!”

“Understood.”

At first glance, it sounded irresponsible. But knowing that God’s revelation is absolute, Iris didn’t doubt it at all.

The position of a battle nun is one that only women with the most devout faith in the Raphaella Holy Kingdom can attain. It was impossible for such people to doubt God.

“Are you going to leave that trash behind?”

“What? Of course not!”

Stella smiled brightly. Iris knew the meaning of that smile. It was a smile that promised to inflict pain until the very last moment, until the very last breath of the heretic who worshipped demons was taken.

“Then I’ll finish up here, and Iris, gather the battle nuns. We’ll leave as soon as you’re done.”

“Yes, Inquisitor-nim.”

Iris bowed her head and left to call the other nuns. Stella waved goodbye to Iris with a cheerful smile, then turned her head to look at the demon worshipper.

There was still a beaming smile on her face, but the atmosphere was completely different.

“Now, it’s going to hurt a lot from now on. Can you hold on without dying in the middle?”

The half-corpse-like human’s writhing intensified. It was unclear if it understood Stella’s words despite having its ears completely cut off.

“Hehehe~ Hehehe~”

Stella hummed and began her torture. She busily moved her hands, using the last screams coming from the demon worshipper’s empty mouth as music.

Yes, it would be a shame to go back to the Holy Kingdom now. If she catches more heretics, she can enjoy more fun time. Stella wouldn’t miss such a golden opportunity.

Anyway, demon worshippers aren’t treated as humans in the Holy Kingdom, let alone the Empire, so it wouldn’t be a problem at all to do whatever she wanted to it.

What method should she try this time? Stella’s hand movements became even busier as her mind was filled with pleasant imaginations.

“Is everyone here?”

“Yes! Inquisitor Stella-nim!”

The battle nuns, lined up in neat rows, answered in unison with resounding voices. Stella slung her iron mace over one shoulder and slowly looked over her subordinates.

Blessed iron maces and shields imbued with divine power. And holy nun’s habits with a considerably high level of exposure, though not as much as hers. It was a sight that filled one with a sense of holiness just by looking at it.

Next to such a Stella was a human corpse divided into hundreds of pieces. It was the demon worshipper who couldn’t die and kept wriggling until she cut off the last part.

“We’re now going to catch another demon worshipper. A very, very wicked demon worshipper who broke the seal that the priests of the Holy Kingdom sacrificed their lives to build in the past and retrieved the demon.”

Stella smiled brightly.

“No mercy is needed. There’s no need to hold back.”

A smile that seemed to make flowers bloom on her face appeared.

“That heretic will realize what they have done.”