I'm Playing as a Nun.

I sat on the steps in front of the church entrance, which now became my designated seat.

Shifting slightly to avoid the warm sunlight, I peacefully watch the children running around freely in the garden.

“……”

Bel Ros died valiantly, leaving quite a lot behind for us.

Although he was a demon and an enemy, for some reason, it felt ambiguous to hate him.

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【Aizen】- Messiah

[Race] Human

[Job] Knight

[Level] 10

[Passive Skill] Valor

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【Ellie】- Messiah

[Race] Human

[Job] Priest

[Level] 10

[Active Skill] Heal

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【Iris】- Messiah

[Race] Human

[Job] Mage

[Level] 10

[Active Skill] Fireball

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The moment Bel Ros’s magic stone shattered, the children instantly became level 10.

It feels like they gained a measly amount of experience points for defeating a demon.

But considering the children’s current age, I think it’s an appropriate level in many ways.

“How about it? Ellie, Iris! Isn’t it amazing?!”

“Wow… How did you do that…?”

“Amazing.”

In the middle of the garden, Aizen lifts a large boulder high with one hand, boastfully showing off his strengthened power to Ellie and Iris.

Whether it’s thanks to the unconsciously manifested skill or the increased level, it’s not clear.

However, Aizen’s physical abilities have clearly changed.

“Levinia─!! Are you watching?!”

“Yes, I’m watching─.”

To easily lift a boulder that even an adult man would have difficulty lifting, with just one hand at that.

As expected, he’s not called a Messiah for nothing.

“Sister, Sister!”

“Yes?”

“I’m amazing too─!!”

Perhaps feeling a bit jealous of Aizen’s praise, this time Iris abruptly stands up, lightly waves the wand she’s holding, and flamboyantly casts Fireball into the air.

The fireballs burst refreshingly, akin to fireworks against the day.

“With this level of Fireball, anyone would burn up in one shot─.”

I softly say those words to Iris with a warm smile spread across my entire face.

Iris also showed outstanding talent in magic, no less than Aizen’s physicality.

Although the Fireball I’m seeing now is all the magic Iris can use.

Its size and destructive power were too terrifying to be called magic cast by an 8-year-old.

“Aah…!! Me too, me too…!!”

Sacred light particles descended warmly as if God’s grace was pouring down from the sky.

Ellie’s staff slowly spread that light, giving a beautiful feeling as if healing the world.

“Aah─ When receiving Ellie’s Heal, it feels as warm as being embraced by Lady Paellia.”

But if there’s one thing I regret,

These sacred light particles feel like poison to me, a vampire.

I thought I just needed to avoid sunlight.

To think that I couldn’t even properly receive Ellie’s warm Heal with this unholy and lowly body…

“Hehe, it seems my devotion to Lady Paellia through daily prayers has finally paid off!”

“Congratulations, Ellie.”

“Thank you─!!”

It didn’t show such tremendous effects in the battle with Bel Ros.

Until then, they were clearly small and precious, befitting level 1, but as soon as they reached level 10, their skills suddenly began to improve by leaps and bounds.

It seems that along with the level increase, the unknown effect from the title Messiah had a great impact on the children.

As someone who witnessed that absurd sight in real-time, I couldn’t help but be quite perplexed.

“Ahem…”

Looking at it this way, it may seem like all of Bel Ros’s legacy has been poured onto the children, but-

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【Levinia Fallen Grace】

[Race] Vampire

[Level] 87

[Active Skill] Blood Transfusion, Blood Mist

[Passive Skill] Rapid Regeneration

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I also inadvertently inherited a part of that legacy.

An active skill called Blood Mist.

To be precise, rather than a skill obtained from Bel Ros, it’s no different from inheriting the effect of the greatsword called Severance that he possessed.

If I were to make a guess, as Severance was stuck in my body and slowly melted, it naturally transformed into the skill called Blood Mist.

A skill that sprays the mist using my own blood all over the place, causing hallucinations in an unspecified number of people.

But considering the range, it seems like I shouldn’t use it recklessly.

“Sister, I’m all ready now.”

While I was blankly staring at my status window, lost in a thought that didn’t really worry me, Priscilla’s voice resounded confidently from behind me.

“Ah, are you leaving now?”

“Yes. I’ve caused a lot of trouble and imposed on you in many ways.”

“No, I’m the one who’s grateful.”

Priscilla had gone through all sorts of hardships as soon as she came to find me after receiving the request.

After that, things flowed ordinarily, not much different from the dream.

But perhaps because the situation had changed a bit, as soon as the day brightened, Priscilla immediately prepared to return to her village.

“I’ll take the fact that you’re a demon to my grave… So don’t worry too much…”

Priscilla whispered those words softly and brightly, showing a pure smile.

“…Yes. Thank you.”

Even though I didn’t say anything in particular, I was very grateful for Priscilla’s words that she would take my identity to her grave.

But apart from that, there was something else that subtly bothered me.

“Heave-ho─!!”

It’s that large sack Priscilla is carrying on her shoulder.

Inside it, the corpse of the male demon is contained whole.

“I apologize again for the misunderstanding. I’ll always keep in mind that there are kind demons like you, Sister!”

Priscilla looks quite peaceful despite the corpse being very heavy, as it has been cold for quite a while.

Unlike her very delicate outward appearance, she seems to have tremendous strength.

“You don’t need to keep that in mind. I’m just unique.”

“Oh, but it’s still good to know, just in case. You never know.”

“…If you insist, do as you please.”

Even while having a silly conversation with Priscilla, my gaze was firmly fixed on the sack she was carrying on her shoulder.

I don’t hold any special grudge against that demon.

I just have a lot of lingering attachment because I couldn’t acquire the skill called Command that he possessed.

“Lastly, thank you so much for giving me this demon’s corpse. I’ll make good use of it!”

“… It’s not like I have any use for that corpse anyway.”

“Still, it’s a very precious thing that people can’t easily give up. I’m really glad I came here alone!”

I didn’t know because I had never been to a proper village before, but it seems that taking a demon’s corpse to the guild is quite a big achievement.

Perhaps that’s why Priscilla’s expression has been all smiles since earlier.

“Ah, Sister! Are you going back already?”

“Ugh… Stay a little longer…”

“Too soon…”

The children, who belatedly noticed Priscilla, rushed over and showed gloomy expressions, opening their mouths one by one in disappointment.

“Don’t worry! I’ll come to play whenever I have time!”

“Really?!”

“Of course! I’m going back early today because I need to quickly deliver this demon’s corpse to the guild.”

The children and Priscilla became unrecognizably close in that short time.

What on earth happened at the church while I was sleeping soundly in the forest-.

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“I’ll get going now─!! I’ll come to play again soon, so make sure to welcome me then─!!”

Priscilla bid farewell to the children and me in a bright and lively voice and vigorously left the church.

Her steps looked very light, and the happiness and pride felt from her confident back made even me, who was watching from a distance, smile involuntarily.

“Now, come inside the church.”

Farewells are always short and simple.

Although we’ve only known each other for barely a day, if the children like her, I will always kindly welcome her.

“Okay─!!”

“Yes!”

“Yes.”

At my soft words, the children, seeing Priscilla off, immediately went inside the church without a word.

Only after confirming that everyone had entered without exception did I slowly move my steps into the church.

“But, Levinia. Didn’t we already have the service earlier?”

“Why did we gather again?”

“Is there still more left…?”

The children sat side by side on the wooden bench, and I stood alone on the pulpit.

“Why, you ask? We need to clean up.”

That’s right.

The inside of the church is very cluttered and a mess right now.

The interior is so wretched that nothing is intact except for the wooden bench where the children are sitting.

We held the morning service in this chaotic space.

“Ugh… Bothersome…”

“Even if it’s bothersome, we have to do it.”

I can faintly hear the children’s timid sighs, but it can’t be helped.

The culprit who made this place look like this has already passed away.

And Priscilla, whom I was trying to exploit cheaply, has just left for the village.

Honestly, among us, the one who feels the most bothered and has the most to do is not the children but me.

Even if the kids help, how much help would it be…

“If you’re caught slacking off, your lunch will be in great jeopardy.”