Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 14 Mission: 03-2 God's Messenger

Credo, who had become like this, raised his sword again, hovered in the air, and looked down at Nero.

Was that a bit too radical? Nero reflected bitterly on his own persuasive approach. But it wasn't his approach that was the problem. Having arrived here with demonic power, Nero was psychologically at a disadvantage from the start, and Credo had controlled the conversation from start to finish.

So Nero wanted to take the initiative and persuade Credo, so he had to use fierce words. After using fierce words, Credo directly took action.

She looked up at the "angel" floating in the air and said, "Kredo, there are no angels in the world."

Credo said nothing. He flapped his wings and swooped down, the sword in his hand shining with holy light.

But no matter how holy it may appear, it is ultimately the power of the devil.

Nero grabbed the tip of the sword with both hands and took a step back under the impact. Then he dragged Credo around and threw him back. He gasped twice and continued, "Our God has no angels."

Credo flapped his wings and stopped in the air. He was slightly startled when he heard Nero's words.

Yes, the god believed by the Demon Sword Cult is the Demon Swordsman Sparta. Sparta is a demon who betrayed the demon world and saved the human world single-handedly.

He had no companions or subordinates. Naturally, there were no such things as angels in the sect's teachings.

For Credo, this statement was one he could not refute.

But it is also unacceptable.

If he denied Nero's words, he would be denying the teachings of the Order.

But if he acknowledged Nero's words, he would be denying who he had always been.

His voice trembled noticeably. "Are you going to blaspheme my faith again, devil?"

"It's time for you to wake up, Credo!"

Nero's sad voice drifted away with the sea breeze: "In this world, anyone who claims to be an angel—

"They are all demons."

Credo lowered his sword, and his body suspended in the air began to tremble slightly.

"Even so—"

He clenched and unclenched his sword hand, clenched and unclenched it, and spoke to himself through gritted teeth: "Even so!"

"Kredo!"

He turned a deaf ear to Nero's voice and shouted loudly just to make himself believe: "If only we can save the world!
"Demons don't matter! Even if I'm a demon, I'm still a knight of the Order!"

Credo raised the weapon in his hand high, and the golden magic transformed into more than ten shining swords, surrounding Nero.

Nero naturally did not want to sit still and wait for death. She took back Gilgamesh and pulled out the Yama Sword from her chest.

The magical energy waves released by the demon's transformation tore the sword formation into pieces. The brilliant golden hair instantly turned silver-white, and scarlet light shone from the depths of Nero's pupils.

"Finally, his true form is revealed--" Credo was about to say this, but the moment he saw Nero's appearance clearly, he fell into confusion again.

The reason is nothing else but that beautiful silver hair.

In the legend of Fortuna, silver hair is the hair color of gods.

This was indeed the case. Not only did the legendary magic swordsman Sparda, who once reigned as a lord here, have silver hair, but as far as Credo knew, the "Son of God" who lived outside this island also had silver hair, just as the legend said.

So, could it be that the silver hair that Nero showed after his transformation meant that - after a moment of confusion, Credo calmed down and regained his faith.

Even if he was the Son of God, so what? In order to complete the mission of the cult to create an ideal world, hadn't I already made up my mind to disrespect the Son of God?
Credo knew everything Nero said. He knew that, having absorbed the power of the devil, he wasn't a true angel, and that the Pope's so-called savior was a monster driven by demonic power. But all of this was for the sake of creating a truly beautiful world where no one would fear the devil anymore.

He has made so many sacrifices for this great cause. If he stops at this moment, how can he face his dead parents?
But even with so much determination, he still wavered when he saw Nero standing below, looking at him with sad eyes.

If Nero is the Son of God, then that means he is not possessed by the devil. And if that is the case, is there any need for him to fight Nero to the death?

After all, the two of them were family members who had been together for ten years. As long as Nero didn't affect the cult's goals—

"Gloria is right, you really have a soft heart."

A sticky and cold voice came from behind Credo. This voice belonged to the person Credo hated most in the world.

Agnas. A researcher of the Order, developer of the Heavenly Resurrection Rituals and various technologies utilizing demonic power, and leader of the "Savior" Project.

"You are not telling the truth, Agnus." Credo replied coldly without turning his head: "Nero is not possessed by the devil."

He looked down at Nero, only to find that her expression had become somewhat complicated, completely lacking the firmness she had just shown when arguing with him.

It was as if she had returned to the same person who had been worried about the Demon Sword Festival for the past year.

The voice behind him continued to provoke Credo: "Really? Then how do you explain the demonic power in her?"

Then, from Agnas' mouth, came the name that Credo least wanted to hear at the moment: "What do you think? Jillie."

"That's... Credo? And Nero?"

Credo's knife-wielding hand began to tremble violently. He turned abruptly and saw his blood relative beside Agnus. At that moment, he was enraged and roared angrily, "Agnus!!!"

He had never wanted to involve Nero and Gillie in such matters. He didn't want the filth within the cult to destroy the purity of their faith. He didn't want them to know that their eldest brother was a blood-stained man.

He didn't want them to know that it was him, the cult's experiments, that killed their parents.

And all of this was ruined by Agnes.

His eyes were bloodshot and he wished he could kill Agnas right there and then.

"Credo, you—"

Jillie looked at Credo in this state with some fear. She cupped her hands over her heart and said tentatively, "What does this look like..."

"No, don't be afraid." Agnes smiled and leaned over to look at Jillie from the side. "It's an angel. Your brother was chosen by God to become one of the angels."

Credo's holy demon form seemed to confirm this statement. Jillie said "Angel?" in confusion, but did not ask any further questions.

Agnus continued, "It was originally a secret. Credo needs to defeat the demon now, so he has become like this."

"demon?"

"Yes, demon."

Agnas smiled evilly in the blind spot of Jillie's vision and pointed, "Look, isn't that it?"

Standing at the front of Agnus's fingers was the silver-haired Nero, who was covering his heart with his left hand.

(End of this chapter)