Even if you're a corrupted magical girl, you still have to try to redeem yourself.

But Sheng Shiyin did say something.

"That's something you absolutely cannot touch!"

Yuuki Yui sighed softly, her breath falling on Seishin's face, somewhat cold, but her body was even colder.

Saint Shion's eyes flickered a few times, then she glared back with an even more determined look.

"I'd rather die than let you touch it!"

"Sigh." Yuuki Yukari's sigh became clearer. The girl turned her eyes and gestured to Nishio Reki with her eyes.

Nishio Reki immediately understood Yuki Yuki's intention and got up to walk straight toward the pure white coffin.

"Stop right there!"

With a roar, drawing strength from who knows where, pale flames spread from her entire body, the fierce flames almost directly engulfing Yuuki Eri.

The scythe that Nishio Reki had placed aside seemed to respond to her call, and inexplicably burst into flames as well.

The fire intensified, spreading along the broken bricks and illuminating the dark church as if it were daytime.

The overwhelming attack forced Yuuki Yui to dodge a few steps to avoid the wall of fire spreading from Seishin's body.

Behind the wall of fire, Saint Shiyin stood up shakily, holding out her arms from beneath her tattered nun's robes. Her disheveled face, stained with dust and blood, was filled with determination.

The outstretched hand suddenly opened, and the scythe that fell to the ground hummed, like a falcon responding to its master's call, spinning around in a large circle and flying straight towards Yuuki Enishi.

Yuuki Yukino's eyes narrowed, and she took several steps back, her toes barely touching the ground. The sharp blade of the scythe flashed before her eyes, and the flames leaping on it seemed to have singed off a few of the girl's eyelashes.

The scythe, having circled once, returned steadily to Sheng Shiyin's hand. In the enclosed sea of ​​fire, Sheng Shiyin's eyes, which seemed to burn along with the flames, appeared even more chilling.

We can't wait any longer. What Seishion risked her life to protect must be extremely important to Nishio Reki.

The secret to turning ordinary people into magical girls lies within, but while Nishio Reki is anxious, he cannot be hasty or rash.

Nishio Reki turned her head back to face the coffin large enough to fit her inside. Magic enveloped Nishio Reki's hands, forming a glove-like membrane of light on them.

If there is any danger to this coffin, Nishio Reki will immediately discard this pair of gloves, thus delaying his counterattack.

Nishio Reki took a deep breath and reached for the coffin lid.

"Don't touch it!"

The magic behind her intensified, and at the same time, Saint Shiyin's roar echoed.

Nishio Reki could even feel the strong wind from the scythe and the coldness of the white flames, but none of that mattered to her.

Saint Shion has been stopped, and she will definitely be stopped; Yuuki Yui will definitely succeed.

The sounds of fighting resumed behind them, and the room vibrated with the force of the colliding magic. The shattered stained glass hanging on the wall was completely destroyed and fell into the sea of ​​fire.

After a brief pause, Nishio Reki reached for the heavy lid of the coffin again.

To her surprise, she felt nothing at all.

I only touched it; I didn't feel any other sensations, whether it was erosion or impact.

Nishio Reki hesitated for a moment, then yanked open the entire coffin lid.

The contents inside far exceeded her expectations.

It makes sense, yet it's somewhat different from what Nishio Reki imagined.

Inside was a young girl, or perhaps also a nun.

Her light yellow hair, which looked like it hadn't been cut in a long time, hung down to between her legs. The fabric that barely covered her body allowed Nishio Reki to make out that she was wearing a nun's habit.

The nun's hands were folded over her chest and secured there with a wooden handcuff. Her hands were clasped tightly on the handcuff in a prayerful posture.

The girl's mouth was gagged, and her snow-white teeth could be seen as if the wooden yoke was embedded in her mouth.

The girl's vision was also taken away; a pair of eye masks covered her eyes.

Despite the many coverings on her face, Nishio Reki still noticed that the girl in front of him looked very much like Seishin, almost exactly the same, but that was Seishin's state after she had grown up.

What's even more crucial is that the nun was alive.

Although her breath was very faint, Nishio Reki could sense her vitality and the heavy breathing that accompanied her rising and falling chest.

That's right, it's not empty, nor is it the remains or relics of a saint. Inside is a living, breathing young girl.

This is... disgusting!

It was immediately obvious that this nun was completely different from the one she had just casually swept.

The magic within this nun seemed far more concentrated, perhaps even more concentrated than any magical girl Nishio Reki had ever seen.

Is this what made me a magical girl?

Nishio Reki hesitated for a moment.

The roar from behind seemed to grow even fiercer.

"Don't touch her! Stop right now!"

But this time was no different; Yuuki Eri's offensive was thwarted once again.

What should I do?

As Nishio Reki pondered, he repeatedly pulled his outstretched hand back.

She could already feel the pale flames that filled the room growing increasingly intense and colder.

do not care!

No matter what happened, we must rescue this person first!

If it were this nun, perhaps she could have revealed some useful information.

Moreover, given that she had been imprisoned for so long and Saint Shiyin was so resistant to her contact with this nun, it suggests that even though they were both nuns, she might not be on the same path as Saint Shiyin.

Even if something unexpected happens, I still have myself, Xiaoyuan, and my other magical girl companions. I was able to defeat even Kuroba Reisei, so facing a nun who is imprisoned here shouldn't be a problem.

With that thought in mind, Nishio Reki made up his mind, grabbed the nun's shoulders, and tried to pull her out of the coffin with all his might.

However, it was as if there was another person in the coffin competing with her, and Nishio Reki was unable to do it directly after transforming.

The nun standing inside the coffin trembled incessantly, and her breathing, coming from between her teeth, grew increasingly heavy.

This made Nishio Reki even more convinced that some force was forcibly keeping the nun here.

Nishio Reki used even more force, and the struggles of Seishin behind him grew louder.

"Don't touch it! Don't touch it! Stop right now! Don't do something so stupid!"

But Saint Shion's words came too late.

With Nishio Reki's full effort, the nun was forcibly pulled out of the coffin and fell limply into Nishio Reki's arms.

"How are you? Are you alright?" Nishio Reki asked as he removed the girl's blindfold.

But the moment she lifted the nun's blindfold, she froze on the spot.

The nun, who should be dying in her arms, was looking at her.

His cold gaze made Nishio Reki feel as if he had fallen into a frozen wasteland, completely devoid of any gratitude.

On the contrary, for some reason, it possessed an extremely surging malice.

No, it's not just hatred directed at oneself, but an equal malice directed at everything around them.

At the same time, the nun's row of white teeth suddenly fell out, crushing the wooden cangue in her mouth to pieces.

Watching the wood chips shatter, with countless splinters protruding irregularly along the grain, until they were completely broken, Nishio Ryū still found it hard to believe that it was real.

The nun's pale arm slammed against the handcuffs, shaking them violently like a beast trying to break free of a trap. The force was so great that the wood rattled, making her look nothing like someone who had just been on the verge of death.

It seems that I have done something extraordinary.

By the time Nishio Reki wanted to back out, it was too late.

The nun was already emitting magical power, a sign that she was about to transform.

Is the other person also a magical girl?

Nishio Reki wasn't that surprised, but after a series of bizarre events, he had to re-evaluate the nun before him.

The immense magical power that had been released began to converge in the next second, concentrating entirely on the nun.

In an instant, the nun had changed into a completely different outfit.

Then, the nun disappeared.

At the same time, Yuuki Yui, who was restraining Seishin, was sent flying and her body embedded in the solid stone wall.

"Pfft-"

Before she could even react, Yuuki Yukina, who had been sent flying, felt a sweet taste in her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The internal organs are injured.

But with just one strike, Yuuki Yuki, who had been released from divine power, was so badly injured that she didn't even have time to react.

What exactly is this thing that was released?

Hey.

The nun, now a completely different person, stood beside Saint Shiyin.

Her thin nun's habit had completely changed its appearance.

The upper part of the nun's habit is like a bunny girl's outfit, only reaching below the collarbone, revealing the shape of what is covered inside. Two straps go from the shoulders to the back of the neck, securing the nun's habit to the body.

Near the abdomen of the nun's habit, there was a diamond-shaped hole that allowed Nishio Reki to see the girl's navel and the golden patterns nearby that he couldn't identify.

As for the girl's lower body, it was a long dress in a nun's habit, but the front part was completely transparent. Through it, one could see that, apart from a triangle that also resembled a bunny girl outfit covering her lower body, there were only long stockings and boots on her legs.

More importantly, all of the nun's clothes and magical costumes on the other party were pitch black, showing no trace of holiness whatsoever. Instead, they resembled the images that would appear in some vulgar works.

Can someone like that even be considered a nun?

"Shion." The nun uttered her first words, calling the name of the girl lying on the ground beside her.

“Sister…” Sheng Shiyin was stunned for a moment, and the tears she had been holding back for so long began to roll down from the corners of her eyes.

Even though Sheng Shiyin appeared so agitated, she seemed to subconsciously shrink back, as if trying to escape this ominous presence.

"How did they get in here? How were you defeated? And where is she?" the nun asked calmly, but the chilling aura behind her flat tone made Nishio Ryū feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.