NOVEL NEXT chapter 190
Chapter 190.
How could I have such a dream, where the Demon Queen lost to the Lewd Demon?
The Demon Queen, of course, existed in the original work that Noah had played.
But it was the female protagonist, Clotilde, who triggered the defeat play in another location.
In the church, the only ones who could trigger the plot were Bishop Hollace and Sister Belinda, with a clear head and face.
The plot triggered by the followers with ordinary faces in the confession room is not included for now.
But now, the plot has been forcibly interfered with by Noah, and the development is completely different from the original.
So, if the succubus appears in the church and attacks Clotilde, it’s not entirely impossible.
The church is a sacred place, and monsters can’t enter, or so it’s claimed to the outside world.
In reality, the reason monsters don’t enter the church is that the church has set up a high-level holy light magic array around the cathedral.
However, the magic array consumes a large amount of magical power, so Horace, who has some influence in the Water City Cathedral, had secretly shut it down.
The old man even used the saved magical power to make money, mainly by swindling the church.
Therefore, it’s not surprising that the succubus can enter the cathedral without any issues.
However, what Clotilde told Noah still made him find it quite interesting.
The succubus had transformed into a nun in her dream, and even took on the appearance she had before she was corrupted by the succubus’s power.
It’s even more advanced than the original plot where she becomes a noble lady and gets corrupted.
Noah hadn’t thought of using Clotilde’s past self as a way to train her, and he found it fascinating.
Unfortunately, he had missed the opportunity to see it for himself, as he had gone to check on the princess and the other characters.
Otherwise, he would have definitely talked to the succubus.
“…Father Noah? Am I mistaken in thinking that you seem to be enjoying my misfortune?”
Because Noah didn’t hide his interest in the tragic events that had befallen Clotilde, she looked at him with a hint of resentment and spoke with a strong sense of dissatisfaction.
“It’s not a mistake, I’m really interested.”
“…I thought so, but I hope you can put aside that despicable interest for now and help me think of a solution.”
When Noah didn’t show any intention of restraining himself and even directly admitted his interest, Clotilde sought his help with a look of disgust on her face.
Please, couldn’t he just give her a slightly better impression of himself, even though she knew he wasn’t a decent person?
“Even if you say that, don’t you have a memory loss from halfway through? Your last memory is just when the other person used purification magic to forcibly activate your succubus powers, right? Although, even if you don’t remember, I can still imagine what happened next.”
“Anyway, it’s probably that you went berserk and ended up teaching the succubus, who had taken on your appearance, a lesson, right? Hehe, that succubus must have been surprised to find out that it had accidentally preyed on a relative of yours.”
“…………”
There was nothing to say, and it was truly nothing to say.
Clotilde could only glare at Noah with an unpleasant expression, and she had no other
—
But once she thought about the fact that the other party was a succubus, something that couldn’t be understood with common sense, she chose not to take it too seriously.
After all, once she caught the entity, she could ask for clarification.
“Don’t look at me with those eyes as if I’m the one who caused you to be attacked by a succubus. I’ll check the scene first, alright?”
Seeing that the nun’s patience was nearing its limit, Noah decided to abandon his idea of teasing her and instead began to pace around the room where the confessional was located, hoping to find some clues.
This made Clotilde feel a little better.
But just a little. She watched Noah as he surveyed the room, her expression not particularly cheerful.
Come on, you have to understand that succubi invade from dreams; how could Noah possibly find any traces in reality?
She had initially wanted to say something to mock Noah, but she noticed that he seemed to be seriously looking around, which made her swallow back the words that were almost on her lips.
“Hmm, found nothing.”
However, when Noah wore a mischievous grin and declared that he hadn’t found anything, Clotilde couldn’t help but show her anger.
“So please, bear with your true feelings a little! I’m really troubled, you know!”
“—Although I didn’t find any physical traces, it’s not entirely without gain. I can assert that the succubus was invited here by someone.”
“?!”
Noah’s unexpected conclusion made Clotilde’s eyes widen in shock.
Invited by someone? How could that be? Who on earth?
It couldn’t possibly be her!
And how did Noah know this so clearly?
“As a special priest investigating the movements of demons, I naturally have a special magic similar to your purification magic, used to enhance the investigation of traces. The conclusion I reached after using magic in the confessional is that someone in this cathedral had actively invited a succubus here.”
Seeing the nun’s expression was easy to read, Noah saw right through her thoughts.
So he put on a reliable demeanor of an investigative master and spoke earnestly.
Clotilde’s expression gradually returned to calm as she listened. She furrowed her beautifully shaped white brows, pondering whether she had encountered any suspicious individuals in the cathedral recently.
“It shouldn’t be so coincidental that you noticed, otherwise you wouldn’t have ignored the suspicious person. But since they succeeded once, it’s very likely they will do it again. Keep an eye on the people in the cathedral; you might just encounter the culprit who invited the succubus.”
Noah watched as the nun’s emotions gradually calmed down.
In his heart, he thought that this nun was still as gullible as ever.
Of course, that was just Noah’s nonsense.
However, he wanted to use this so-called succubus to make the nun realize that the cathedral was not sacred at all, hastening the destruction of her faith in the church.
“…I understand. Thank you, Father Noah. I will pay more attention on my own.”
At that moment, the nun, unaware that she had been completely deceived by Noah and that her conclusions had misled him, composed herself and placed her hands neatly in front of her to express her gratitude.
Now that she knew the person who caused her to suffer such unfair treatment often came to the cathedral, she was determined to double her efforts to punish that wicked sinner.
—
After all, she was all alone and had to be careful.
“I’m not saying you have to work hard by yourself. Actually, I’ve been planning to be active in the Water City recently too. Let’s work hard together.”
“Eh?”
Just when Clotilde was prepared to fight alone, Noah suddenly said something so casual that she couldn’t just pretend she hadn’t heard it.
—