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Chapter 1856: Welfare (It’s another rainy day today)
Soon, the survivors discovered that the students who originally looked pitiful and harmless had this time burst out with amazing and terrifying fighting power. They twisted and transformed into various monsters that almost only appeared in nightmares, and launched a fierce attack on the survivors.

Fortunately, these survivors had already fought against low-level demons before, so although they were a little embarrassed, they finally gritted their teeth and persevered, killing those demons. In this way, the Tribunal moved forward and came to the auditorium at the back of the school, which was also the place with the strongest demonic atmosphere.

"First!"

Mianme Sanatori cheered with great joy and kicked open the tightly closed door in front of her, jumping for joy like the first student to rush into the cafeteria. At the same time, her eyes were wide open, as if she had rushed into the cafeteria and saw the bowls filled with vegetables in front of her—and they were all meat and vegetables!
On the stage of the auditorium, a demon was sitting on a throne made of flesh and blood. Under it, dozens of girls were entangled with each other like building blocks to form a huge chair. Their limbs were twisted and deformed, and they were entangled with each other like ropes. The painful expressions on their faces showed that these girls were still alive.

"Stupid humans."

The demon stood up. Its appearance was as ugly as other demons. It had four arms and four basketball-sized things hanging down from its chest. The demon held the sword tightly in its four arms and stared at Neme-satori with a hideous smile.

"You are so stupid as to come here and seek your own death!"

The demon roared, and at the same time swung the sharp blade in his right hand backwards, chopping it on the throne made of the girls' bodies, causing the latter to let out a shrill scream.

Just seeing this scene was enough to deter the survivors who followed closely. Even in their most horrific nightmares, they had never expected to see such a scene. The pain, wailing and despair on the faces of the girls who were still alive almost made the survivors collapse. They had never expected to face such a scene - this was simply something the devil would do!

But this does not include Nemu-satori.

"Aha."

She didn't even look at the throne. Or rather, for Mianmu Satori, she didn't care about the lives of those girls. On the contrary, she only cared about the powerful demon in front of her. At least in Mianmu Satori's opinion, this guy should be able to make a very nice sound!
So she just chuckled, and then her figure flashed, and she rushed to the side of the devil and fought with it.

The demon swung its four arms vigorously, two of which held sharp blades, and two of which were whip-like tentacles. They intertwined with each other, forming an almost impenetrable defense line, enough to tear any intruder into pieces.

However, Nenmu Satori was obviously not among them. She moved among the swords and shadows like a ghost, slowly and firmly closing the distance between herself and the demon. The latter was obviously very excited to find an opponent to compete with him in battle, and his movements became much faster.

Soon, the only sounds left in the entire auditorium were the whirring sounds and two unclear voices. The other soldiers could only stare at them blankly, unable to even open their guns to cover their attacks - after all, they didn't even have time to capture the location and position of this demon.

"Shua——!"

After taking another small side step to avoid the sword that was brushing past him, Menme-satori finally arrived next to the demon, then gripped his weapon and slashed forward.

"call!"

However, at this moment, a sneer appeared in the demon's eyes, and then its body swelled up like a ball, and then pink gas suddenly spurted out from the pores all over its body.

The gas was so dense that even the survivors stationed at the gate were not immune. They instinctively wanted to hold their breath, but it was useless. The mist with a sweet scent penetrated into their bodies through every pore. In just a blink of an eye, an incomparable sense of comfort and intoxication swept over their bodies, making them want to just lay down their weapons, completely abandon everything, and immerse themselves in this peace and tranquility forever.

However, the next moment, the burning pain of the Inquisition badges on their bodies dispelled the addictive temptation and made them sober again. At the same time, the fog that filled the auditorium dissipated, and the next thing people saw was that Nyume Satori stood there, holding a sword in one hand and holding the demon's head high in the other. At her feet, the demon's headless body had fallen to the ground, no longer moving.

The demon caught in the hands of Menme-satori had a look of surprise and doubt on its face. Obviously, it seemed that it had never expected that its special moves would be completely ineffective against Menme-satori.

The former raised his head happily and shook it vigorously.

"Sacrifice blood to the God of War, and offer your skull to the throne!"

With the death of this demon, the pink mist covering the entire city also disappeared, and even the demons disappeared. Duanmu Huai guessed that it was most likely that it voluntarily gave up its host and returned to the subspace. But it didn't matter, he would carry out a thorough disinfection and killing of the entire city later.

The Inquisition's actions in this city came to an end. Unlike other cities, the Inquisition was unable to rescue any survivors in this city. The only survivors were the girls whose bones were broken and turned into human ropes to form the throne. However, it was obvious that it was impossible to save them again.

So Duanmu Huai could only help them calm down their pain and sleep soundly.

In Duanmu Huai's opinion, this operation was a complete victory and dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the evildoer. But obviously, others had different opinions on this.

“Everyone is in a bad mood.”

After returning to the floating island, the short-haired girl immediately reported the situation to Duanmu Huai.

"Sixty-three people died in this operation, and they shouldn't have died. Many people are talking about why they shouldn't have attacked the school. In their opinion, it's not worth it."

"Well, that's understandable."

Duanmu Huai nodded. From the perspective of the Inquisition, completely eliminating a big demon who was obsessed with evil was a good thing. He had decided to pamper Menmu Sanatori tonight... After all, she was able to kill a big demon single-handedly, and she really needed to be rewarded.

Of course, Duanmu Huai also understood that the most powerful thing about Menmu Sanatori was actually her mental state—she was not afraid of even the mental pollution of the Old Ones, let alone the dirty tricks of the obsessive demon.

From a certain perspective, madmen are indeed invincible.

But for most survivors, this is another matter. They can accept sacrificing themselves for survival, but dying in such a situation without any benefit is a bit inconsistent with their ideas. And before this, the Inquisition had never lost manpower, and those bitten by zombies would not be infected, so this was the first time that the Inquisition had real casualties, and many people died.

"It doesn't matter. I'll give them some benefits."

"Welfare?"

"Food, cigarettes, alcohol, etc. By the way, inform them to come to the ceremony tonight. We will award rewards to those who performed well in the battle."

Duanmu Huai naturally did what he said.

When the floating island left the city, it was already night, and in the magnificent cathedral, the surviving soldiers were participating in the next ceremony. Duanmu Huai would reward those who had performed well in the previous battles with demons, mainly by promoting their military ranks and then awarding medals. These medals were magic props made by Medea and Irisviel, and they had certain magical abilities. Although they were not particularly powerful, they were already quite rare for ordinary people. However, the atmosphere at the scene was not very warm, and many people were in a depressed mood. After all, so many people died at once, and no survivors were rescued. The atmosphere in the entire church was also very dull.

Moreover, there were people who opposed Duanmu Huai's decision.

"I've had enough!"

A young man grabbed the medal that Duanmu Huai had just pinned on his chest and threw it to the ground angrily.

"What's the use? You said we are glorious and honorable warriors fighting to destroy demons! But so what? Dad and the others are dead!"

The young man stared at Duanmu Huai angrily, while the others were extremely surprised by this scene. After all, someone actually confronted the Chief Inquisitor when they knew how powerful the Tribunal was. That was truly... unprecedented!
Will this guy be beaten to death?
"You're right."

To everyone's surprise, Duanmu Huai nodded quite calmly.

"Those warriors who sacrificed their lives for the Inquisition, I will certainly not forget them."

"Just saying we'll never forget it is enough? What else can you do? The most you can do is erect a monument! We don't want such a thing! I don't know what deep hatred there is between your Inquisition and those monsters. We are just ordinary people. We just want to live, not die in vain!"

The young man's roar echoed in the church. Although the other soldiers below did not speak, many of them stared at him, expressing their support in this way.

Seeing this, the short-haired girl frowned slightly. She knew that the current situation was not good. Obviously, after this incident, everyone's trust in the Tribunal has been reduced a lot. It may even cause a split... In the eyes of the short-haired girl, no matter what Duanmu Huai does, he may not be able to change this.

Even if he turned this young man into a robot servant, it would only arouse rebellious psychology in others... This would be bad.

Then, the short-haired girl saw Duanmu Huai grinning with a smug smile on his face.

"Who said they would die in vain?"

"……………What do you mean?"

Duanmu Huai glanced at the young man and then turned to the survivors.

"You should still remember what I said before. Why are those demons not afraid of death? Because their souls are in the subspace where the evil god is, and their bodies in this world are just the hosts of the demons. Therefore, they are not afraid of death at all. For them, even if they are destroyed in this world, as long as they return to their world, they can come back again. Therefore, for the evil god, it is equivalent to having an immortal army."

“…………………???”

Everyone was a little confused about Duanmu Huai's inexplicable change of topic, but Duanmu Huai didn't care about their reactions at all and just continued talking.

"Then I guess you haven't thought about this question: if the evil god can do it, why can't the Inquisition do it?"

"…………………"

This time, in response to Duanmu Huai's words, everyone was silent at first, and then suddenly became excited as if a volcano erupted.

They stared at Duanmu Huai with their eyes wide open, stunned, and an unthinkable thought emerged in their minds.

Could it be that... the Court of Inquisition...

Amid the noise, Duanmu Huai made a gesture, and then Irisviel and Medea came over and pulled back the cloth covering something at the back of the church. Then, everyone saw a piece of exquisitely crafted armor placed there. They looked extremely gorgeous, inlaid with gold and silver, and the symbols of double-headed eagles, skulls, and war hammers were clearly visible.

Then Duanmu Huai nodded.

"Ring the bell."

"clang---!"

The bell rings.

At this moment, a shining light emerged from the top of the church and shone on the center of the cathedral.

"clang-----!!"

Several beams of light fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone.

"clang-------!!!"

As the third bell rang, the beams of light gradually condensed and then turned into a human figure.

Seeing these people, all the survivors were stunned. Even the young man just now stood there speechless. They saw clearly that those human figures were none other than the soldiers who died in the previous battle with the demons! At this moment, even the dead themselves were quite surprised. They looked around, as if they couldn't believe this fact.

Duanmu Huai glanced at everyone, then looked at the souls standing in front of him. His expression became serious and he stared at them.

"You have proven your loyalty to the Inquisition and humanity with your lives."

Duanmu Huai looked at the souls of these survivors who died in the battle and then spoke.

"Now, I will give you a chance. Are you willing to return to this world again and continue to serve humanity and the Inquisition as soul guardians?"