Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 626 - 214: Saintess’s Chant, Succubus Queen’s Rebirth, Disturbance in Pope Country (10.2K)
Year 113, March of the Divine Calendar.
The sky fell.
That day was the last day of Wandong City. Under the spread of undead poison, numerous ordinary residents turned into living dead.
That day became a nightmare that would haunt me for a lifetime. I did not want to think about it, dared not to think about it.
On the verge of death, a tall figure stood before me.
When I looked up at that person, all I saw were eyes filled with tears.
"Child, what are you doing here? Why did you not hide at home?"
"…There is no home anymore. Was this not your doing?"
At that moment, I looked blankly at the Holy Knight clad in crimson gold armor, my eyes full of confusion.
After all, at that time I could not understand. Clearly, they had destroyed my home, taken away my father. Why did they now stand before me, asking me such things?
Did not the books say that gods should be the protectors of their shared beliefs? Did they not say that the Church was safeguarding the order of the world?
But why did I see only desolate cities and fallen villages, dying wails, and the lifeless, dark-eyed goblin gentlemen?
I could not understand.
I saw Hell.
It was my hometown, burning fiercely under the hand of the god's lamb.
I saw Hell.
It was a city of living dead, created in the name of God.
I saw Hell.
It was the Alliance troops who, after trampling Wandong City with laughter, had faces as grotesque as demons.
Hell, which would sooner or later arrive.
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That day, rescued by the Holy Knight from the Dawn Lord Church, I followed the Crusaders of sacred Briania back to their homeland.
"From now on, you are alone, but it is okay. The Church is your home."
The Holy Knight said this to me.
"This is not my home." I muttered softly at that time.
"Do you hate us?" The Holy Knight asked, rather dejectedly.
"I do not know..."
"Then go and fight, fight for the justice you believe in. Not some nonsensical grand cause, but to witness this world with your own eyes...
If after witnessing countless pains, you still believe you are just, then..."
The Knight, who seemed highly respected in the Dawn Lord Church, crouched down beside me and whispered:
"Then it means we were truly wrong. Child, at that time, exact righteous revenge upon us!
If the disciples of the Lord of Dawn can no longer represent justice, can no longer fight for the weak, it means that by then, we are no longer disciples of the Lord of Dawn."
The Holy Knight lightly smiled, patting my head and said: "By then, I will need someone to enforce earthly justice. The justice of Dawn shall... never fade!"
This sentence etched deeply into my mind and left me with the man's final hope for me:
"Mira Euphemia, my righteous daughter, always believe that justice truly exists, and we are always striving to take that step toward true justice—
even if it ultimately costs us our blood!"
So, as such, I became one of the few survivors of Wandong City through countless coincidences.
Then, a journey of self-proving spanning over three hundred years began.
To be exact, in most cases, the evils and wrongs proven by the Church of the Lord of Dawn were indeed subjected to scrutiny and stood the test, from our perspective.
Perhaps it was because of this, unknowingly, I got used to following the Church's orders. As long as the Church deemed something wrong, I would purge the malice of the world in the name of justice.
Occasionally, I would also stop to look back at that former Holy Knight.
No, maybe I should call him the "God's Chosen of Dawn."
Now, there was but little left of his smile.
As a titled legend, only severity could be seen on his face.
Occasionally, someone would tell me that when he faced those in need of his help, his face would always light up with a smile they had not seen for long.
That smile, like a beam of light, in their words, made him the very embodiment of "Radiance."
And I too, would embark on a road of self-redemption that would last countless years.
At least, do not repeat the tragedy of Wandong City.
At least, let me become a bit stronger so that I would not feel as helpless as I did back then, like an abandoned little beast. I truly hated the innocent gaze of that little beast.
Hateful! Hateful! Hateful!
If I had been a little stronger then, a bit stronger, I would not have sat there waiting to be saved by others. Such a version of myself disgusted me!
Then, find a new goal for the long years ahead!
One night, in a state of light slumber, I quietly broke through the barrier of the Holy Land.
The power named "calculation" and "sacrifice" filled my domain, sending me into a deep dream.
In the dream, I seemed to see a person.
That person's face was hidden in the light, indistinguishable.
He said to me, "What is your name?"
"Mira~"
"The nights in Wandong City are dangerous, do not run around."
Dreaming me said softly, "I am starving."
"Then wait a moment."
He ruffled my hair, turned around, and left. He returned shortly thereafter.
He handed me a can and gently said, "Eat. Once you are done, go home and hide."
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