Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 439 Mission: 03-1 Pool of Chaos
The monster He that was once sealed in the sixth singularity was named "Ira", the Lord of Rage.

It means irrational anger, hatred driven by rage, and lynching that goes against the law.

For Jacques de Molay, the last Grand Master of the Knights Templar, who was wrongly accused, slandered, spurned and killed, even though the monster Her had been taken away, the dark poisonous fog called "wrath" had obviously never gone away.

"Unforgivable..."

Amidst this venomous, hate-filled roar of rage, the pitch-black demon, whose head had been severed and whose heart had been ripped out, somehow rose again and disintegrated into a wave of chaos.

She is the guardian of the sixth singularity, a Servant summoned to prevent the resurrection of the sixth beast. But putting aside the others——

"It's really Morel from the Advent class!" Ritsuka shouted loudly, trying to warn others.

Adventers, or "Strangers," are Heroic Spirits with alien powers, beings that "don't belong to Earth." Servants in this class often possess some destructive, ominous power, and their mere presence is a disaster.

Maybe, just maybe. But there was no doubt that the Jacques de Molay who appeared before them at this moment was not necessarily safer than the incomplete Sixth Beast.

Therefore, Georgos instantly turned the sword around, turned his back to Ritsuka and said, "As expected, we must stop her here. Beast Master, please lend me a hand."

"Are you crazy? You're actually turning your back on me?"

Draco showed great shock.

Ritsuka didn't think so. She immediately responded to Georgos's request: "I understand!"

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you..."

Elsewhere, standing in the center of the black tide, Molai muttered empty, glassy words at a high tempo. Her lifeless eyes fixed on Draco behind Ritsuka, then suddenly blossomed into a frightening, fanatical glow. "Haha, hahaha~ Humanity is truly wicked. They summoned me like this, and then wouldn't let me make some toys with the sealed beast, He, to pass the time. I'm so disgusted..."

"Is there something wrong with this Morley?"

Under Molai's eyes filled with bestial desire, even Draco, the former sixth beast, couldn't help but feel a little nauseous. He subconsciously took a step back and turned to look at Ritsuka who seemed to have dealt with this man before.

And what Molai said next made her feel even worse: "But in this case, I can gladly accept this young beast that's been brought to me, right? Okay?"

Dark waves surged up: "That's right, that's right~ This must be the gift prepared for me!"

Mr. Nero also attacked at the same time, his V-shaped slash transforming into a huge blade of light, tearing through the tide and creating a safe zone for Ritsuka. But even he couldn't help but wonder loudly, "What's wrong with this guy?!"

"She originally planned to use the demon beast He to summon the evil god she believed in, but now she probably wants to use the real body of the Beast of Sodom, which has lost its beast power, as a replacement." As Georgos spoke, he calmly used his shield to fight against the black tide, but he was still being forced back.

"Damn it! You actually used my magical beast He for such a meaningless purpose..." Draco trembled, not knowing whether it was out of anger or fear. He gritted his teeth and ordered, "Master, I agree. I will tear her into pieces right here!"

Although, when it comes to being clueless, Ritsuka felt that Mr. Jin might be even more clueless... but never mind. After all, Draco now had something he really wanted to do. So she nodded: "Just go for it."

Mr. Nero then complained: "What on earth is this black water? It's so sticky and disgusting."

The black tide that surged towards Ritsuka and Draco from all directions was so difficult to stop that even he couldn't free his hands for a moment.

"This is……"

"The contents of the Holy Grail are a poisoned wine brewed by human desire." Draco, before Georgos, explained the problem first. Furious, she summoned seven heads of a raging dragon to block the poisonous water, and crimson dragon claws materialized on her hands. "It must have been spilled from the interior of the monster He. That guy dropped it here when he took the monster He away. What a waste."

"No harm to you?"

"Of course. Or rather, the Beast of Sodom thrives on this."

The dragon head summoned by Draco drank the dark poisonous water in big gulps. Seeing this, Mr. Nero stopped guarding it and rushed straight towards the witch who was drowning in the black tide.

No, wasn't she controlling the Dark Tide to attack Draco at the beginning? How did she collapse so quickly?

Suppressing the urge to complain, Mr. Nero suddenly slammed his iron fist down.

"……belch!"

But the moment he heard this voice from behind, Mr. Nero knew that something was wrong.

He turned to look. Sure enough, behind him, Draco was already hunched over, his hands covering his mouth. He clearly looked overwhelmed. The dark tide surged past the drunken dragon head and finally pounced on Draco and Ritsuka.

It’s really useless!

Mr. Nero weighed the pros and cons for a moment, then abandoned the easily accessible enemy and turned back for reinforcements. Meanwhile, Jacques de Molay's hand, stretched out from the water, completely sank behind a stream of bubbles.

"Don't worry, Mom is here."

Suddenly, the tightly closed door was pushed open, and a figure rushed in like the wind, crossing the tide as if walking on flat ground, and came in front of Lixiang.

Trouble is coming.

This thought flashed through Mr. Nero's mind, and he quickly rushed back to Ritsuka and swung his sword to block the incoming attack.

The target of the attack was Draco, who was clutching his stomach and mouth, looking as if he was about to vomit. Really, it was like he was completely drunk.

"...Tiamat, burp; you, burp."

Just as Mr. Nero feared, the blue-haired girl named Tiamat, with a pair of huge curly horns, attacked Draco the moment she appeared. This time, Draco was so miserable that he couldn't even speak.

What is going on?
Fortunately, the dark mud retreated as if afraid of Tiamat, and no longer tried to swallow Ritsuka. Tiamat blinked her bright pink eyes in confusion when she saw Draco, who was actually "drunk."

"...?"

It was also at this moment that the second figure walked in from outside the door, putting a temporary pause on this joyful farce.

"I'm sorry for causing trouble for everyone."

A man wearing black-framed glasses similar to the witch Jacques de Molay and with the same gray curly hair walked in with a long sword, completely sealing the surging poisonous water: "Witch, it's time to return your body to me."

He said.

(End of this chapter)