Chapter 3
“…Master…?”
“…?”
“Master!”
“Gasp!”
A faint voice echoed in her ears.
As it became clear in an instant, Eva opened her eyes.
“Gasp… gasp… gasp…”
Her breath came out roughly.
But soon, her gaze turned urgently to the people around her.
She looked towards those who were watching her.
“Are you okay, Master?”
“I’m relieved. We were worried because you hadn’t woken up for so long…”
The faces of the 11 Holy Knights showing relief.
Bram, Serah, Isaac, Reeve, Edom, Jay, Hella, Rhea, Judea, Jo, Eve.
As Eva looked around at each of their faces, she felt a deep sense of relief mixed with a slight daze.
Unlike the scenes left in her memory, the Holy Knights at this moment had no wounds.
Seeing them so different from the time when they were dying in a bloody state and screaming in agony, Eva felt intense confusion.
‘What… what is this? Could it be… was everything up to now just a dream?’
The thought that maybe it was all just a bad dream began to take hold.
The attacks of the undead.
The encounter with the terrifying being known as Seraphim, who looked neither angel nor demon.
Was it all just a horrible dream?
But then…
“Uh? M-Master, why are your eyes like that?”
“My eyes? What’s wrong with my eyes?”
“That… here.”
The subordinate, expressing sudden doubt.
Then she handed Eva the bronze mirror she always carried.
Her reflection in the mirror.
Her overall appearance was unchanged.
The only thing different.
Her originally blue eyes had turned red.
‘…What… what is this?’
Her red eyes emitting a clear light.
The moment she saw it, a scene automatically began to emerge in Eva’s mind.
It was…
The countless red eyes looking at her.
-[Don’t forget, Eva. You are mine.]
“Ugh!”
A clear voice echoed in her head.
At the same time, a chilling sensation suddenly overwhelmed her.
Along with that voice, which seemed to shake her soul, Eva’s mind flashed with the image of countless eyes staring at her…
The appearance of the Archangel Seraphim seemed to vividly pass before her eyes.
“M-Master?”
“What’s wrong, Master?”
“Ah… nothing… nothing.”
Eva struggled to suppress her emotions in response to the worried looks of her subordinates.
Checking the mirror again, her eyes had returned to their blue color.
It felt like the previous situation had been an illusion.
However.
From that brief moment, she clearly realized.
The nightmare-like memory remaining in her head…
Was definitely not a dream.
Her companions had truly returned from the brink of death,
And her body and soul had now completely become… the property of Seraphim.
Yet, despite such a chilling fact,
Eva’s heart found calm.
“What are you talking about, Reeve? What’s wrong with the Master’s eyes? She looks fine.”
“Ah, no… I must have seen it wrong.”
“You both seem tired, so please rest for now. We’ll check the area.”
“Where did those undead go? I thought they were dead at his hands…”
“Maybe that’s not the case? The necromancer controlling them might be a huge pervert…”
Her subordinates checked the situation among themselves, leaving Eva behind.
Although she had become bound by an invisible chain around her neck, Eva did not regret her recent decision.
“It’s okay… this is… this is enough… I sacrificed myself and ultimately saved everyone.”
After all, wasn’t she prepared to give up her life for her subordinates?
Whether dying with her limbs torn apart by the undead or becoming a slave to the unidentified monster calling itself an angel…
Honestly, the burden felt wasn’t that different.
Of course, despite that, there was still unease in her heart.
After all, despite dealing with divine power, she had become a slave to a monstrous form that seemed to condense human fear.
No matter how much she knew that one should not judge others by their appearance, that was beyond any reasonable extent.
Although she had received help, Eva couldn’t help but harbor ongoing fear and anxiety about it.
Wondering if it might use her for some terrible plot.
Or if, like in the grim tomes, it would do something unpleasant with her female body…
“I’ve heard that angels don’t marry or give birth… but I can’t believe that right now…”
Feeling confused about the concept of angels in various ways,
Eva collected her thoughts and got up from her seat.
She wasn’t in a position to leisurely ponder an uncertain future.
Even though undead had been slaughtered by the Seraphim, they could reappear at any moment.
If she didn’t want to repeat the hell she just experienced, the best course of action was to withdraw for now.
Making that decision, Eva immediately began to lead the Knights out of the area.
Eva and her Holy Knights began to move quickly.
Watching their figures, I drifted in the sky and started to move along with them.
Although she wouldn’t have realized it, I was currently directly above her.
At an altitude of 300km.
At this distance, even an angel like me couldn’t normally observe.
Let alone her as a human, she would never be able to spot me, even if she were to wake from death.
Nevertheless, at this moment, I could perfectly grasp her movements.
Not only her, but I could also detect the movements, words, and even gazes of those walking beside her.
This was the result of the ‘contract’ I had with her.
To offer both body and soul meant that I could share all of her sensory perceptions.
Of course, there was no risk of sharing her pain,
And at the same time, activating <Eye of Truth> in this situation allowed me to discern the names, tendencies, and personal information of people around her.
Honestly, I wanted to move and find out directly without this cumbersome task, but…
Revealing such a cosmic horror-like appearance to the public was absolutely impossible.
If I descended into a city or village in this form without any countermeasures, there was a high chance that I would be immediately considered a monster from hell and face an official extermination order.
There was a reason why prophets in places like the Bible met angels on remote mountain tops.
For me, although it was a bit disappointing, it was certainly a very convenient ability.
Observing the situation around Eva in a relaxed manner,
I began to think about the next move.
‘First, I should see how the religion in this world operates. Given that Heaven is in chaos, it doesn’t seem normal either…’
Without knowing the exact details, I couldn’t jump to conclusions.
But at the very least, I might get a small hint about how Heaven ended up in its current state.
With growing curiosity and interest about the unfolding situation,
I planned to wait quietly until Eva arrived at the castle.
However.
[Hmm? What’s that…]
At that moment, one fact entered my ‘eyes.’
Simultaneously, the numerous eyes on my body began to frown collectively.
In the deep mountains, dense with foliage.
A single bird flying across.
With white feathers and a small tube attached to its foot, it entered a small cave in the mountains.
Immediately landing with a natural motion.
Although it is considered a symbol of disgust in some places, this pigeon is used as a messenger that conveys news quickly.
Some argue that this pigeon is different, but biologically, it’s the same.
Anyway, the small note tied to the bird’s foot.
The person who picked it up carefully handed it to a middle-aged man standing nearby.
“Here it is, Bishop Vera.”
“Hmm… Finally, news has come.”
A tall, muscular man dressed in black priest robes with a stern appearance.
He, named Vera Sextus, unfolded it with a satisfied expression.
But…
“! No…?”
The red X marked on the unfolded note.
Upon seeing it,
Vera’s face began to contort.
“This damned thing! How… how could it survive there?”
“Pardon? That… that can’t be right, can it? There were so many undead trapped there… No matter how much it’s Eva, such an impossible thing…”
“It’s impossible! How could she have survived that hell without the ability to fly?”
“This can’t be, this was supposed to be a chance…”
The subordinates were engulfed in deep confusion over the fact that the plan they were certain would succeed had failed.
After a brief moment of turmoil, about a few seconds later,
Vera, with a gaze filled with icy anger, spoke to the bewildered subordinates.
“We have no choice… I wanted to leave as little trace as possible, but if we’re going to fail like this, it’s better to handle it ourselves.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you mean…”
“Everyone, prepare to leave immediately. Before they reach the castle, I will personally slaughter them all!”
“Yes!”
“Understood, Bishop Vera!”
With the order given, the subordinates immediately scattered to prepare for departure.
Immediately after, Vera, left alone, gritted his teeth while still holding the red X marked note.
“Those slippery ones, they must be quite lucky, but that ends here. They survived among the undead by luck, but it won’t happen twice.”
With a tone of hatred,
Vera carefully took out an item from his possession.
A small jewel glowing with a white aura.
The palm-sized object, pulsing with intense divine power, was checked before being carefully put back into his possession.
‘I wanted to save it if possible… but if needed, I’ll use the heavenly messenger…’
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