If that’s really the case, it’s best to capture these people alive.
Litt removed the disguise mask from her face.
Because of the Magic Array embedded within it, wearing this mask made it impossible to fight.
If she forcibly used magic or Holy Light, it would very likely damage the array inside the mask.
This thing was, for now, her lifeline.
So naturally, Litt had to take good care of it.
After removing the mask, a wave of magical fluctuation swept through the room, and soon a black-clad priest appeared inside.
In her hands was not the Holy Scripture meant to heal all beings, but a massive Cross covered in chains.
Letia was indeed a priest, but she was a Battle Priest from the Holy Tribunal.
And who said only healers use Crosses to fight?
Outside.
“Boss, something’s off about this house.”
Judging by their clothing, this seemed to be a gang of Thieves.
“Don’t you feel like someone’s watching us?”
“What’s there to worry about?”
The leader, face covered, looked at the house’s situation.
“There’s only a defenseless woman inside. We just need to go in and take her away.”
“But it feels way too quiet…”
“If you’re scared, just say it. I’ve never seen such a cowardly thief.”
The leader gripped his knife and stepped closer to the house.
He leapt up onto the balcony of the second floor.
“Move quickly, don’t let her escape. Hey, you, block the front door.”
“Yes!”
After assigning tasks, the leader placed his hand on the window, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed it open.
Inside the girl’s room was pitch black, with only the silver-white moonlight spilling in.
“Not here?”
The leader frowned.
“Search the living room, and if you can’t find her, ambush. Judging by the time, she should be back soon…”
Halfway through, the Thieves’ leader suddenly realized… no one was responding.
He quickly looked back and found that the few subordinates who had been behind him had vanished without a trace, as if something in the pitch-black alley had swallowed them whole.
“Hey! Where are you all?”
No response.
A strange wave of panic surged up in his heart.
He didn’t understand.
According to the intelligence, there should only be a defenseless white-robed nun inside.
The only person with combat ability should still be at the Riverside Tavern drinking.
So why did he feel like he was facing a monster?
“Who? Who’s there?”
Sometimes a concrete enemy isn’t scary; what’s terrifying is the complete unknown.
Sensing danger, the Thieves’ leader threw a smoke bomb on the ground and prepared to flee.
But at that moment, a chain pierced through the smoke and tightly bound him.
“Looking for them?”
A mocking voice rang out.
When the smoke cleared, the leader’s eyes were filled only with fear and despair.
In the darkness, a black-clothed girl slowly stepped out, and behind her stood a gigantic Cross, countless chains like tentacles, binding all the Thieves she had brought, suspending them midair.
A Battle Priest from the Holy Tribunal?!
Wasn’t he supposed to capture an ordinary nun from the White Church?
Why were these fanatic killers who specialized in dealing with heretics here?!
The Thieves’ leader swallowed hard.
He knew very well his own strength, and against this Battle Priest, he had no chance.
These specially trained Battle Priests were far more skilled at fighting humans than monsters.
To fight them was basically a death sentence.
“I think there might be some misunderstanding between us.”
“Misunderstanding?”
Letia looked at the begging Thieves with a hint of mockery.
She had clearly heard everything they said.
Without a doubt, they had indeed come to capture the fake Litet.
“Whether it’s a misunderstanding or not, I have to hear it from you,”
Letia said flatly, “I ask, you answer.”
“Y-Yes, yes!”
The Thieves’ leader nodded repeatedly, his heart aching.
He had only taken on a small commission to capture a White Church nun.
How could he have encountered someone from the Holy Tribunal?
He wouldn’t earn those 500 gold coins, and might even lose his life…
Looking at the somewhat timid Thieves’ leader, Letia felt an inexplicable strangeness.
Something was off…
According to her plan, the real Litt was very important.
So why did those attacking her look like petty street thugs?
Could it be a disguise?
“First, tell me clearly why you’re here.”
“To capture the White Church nun inside this house.”
I see.
So her guess was right—she was acting as a shield for the real Litt.
“What’s the purpose of capturing the White Church nun?”
“I… don’t know.”
Before the leader could finish, Letia weighed the Cross in her hand.
The clinking of chains made the leader shudder all over.
He hurriedly said.
“I really, really don’t know! But judging by the employer’s expression, it looks like they want revenge!”
“Revenge?”
What had the real Litt done to offend someone?
Why would anyone hire these thug-like Thieves to take revenge on her?
“Y-Yes! I could see it clearly in their eyes—it was definitely a look of revenge!”
“So who hired you?”
“The Grani Merchant Guild.”
The Merchant Guild?
Shouldn’t it be someone with higher status, more power?
Letia found it hard to understand, but these Thieves were definitely here to capture Litt.
“Miss Priest… oh no, Mister Priest, I’ve told you everything. Can… can you let us go? I swear we won’t do anything stupid around here again!”
If they knew the Holy Tribunal was here, no one would dare come!
The leader mentally cursed the employer’s entire ancestry.
“Of course, I’m not a monster,” Letia said with a smile.
“But just to be safe, I’ll have to use a Memory Erasure Magic on you.”
“Okay, okay!”
The leader nodded eagerly, but suddenly realized a problem.
The Holy Tribunal’s Battle Priests… where did they get Memory Erasure Magic?
Before he could think further, the shadow of the Cross loomed over him.
“Bang!!”
Memory Erasure – Magic (×)
Memory Erasure – Physical (√)
After knocking out this batch of Thieves and stripping them of their valuables, Letia threw them all into the alley.
“Although something still feels off, it’s best to start with this Grani Merchant Guild.”