Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

“Since Mashu and Fou didn’t disappear with the others and were able to wake up unharmed, it means that either you and Fou have something special about you, or there’s something unusual about this infirmary.”

Hinako Akuta and Mashu slapped their foreheads, suddenly realizing what was going on.

Having cleared up their doubts, the two women followed Samael back to the infirmary and searched through it thoroughly.

Even to avoid missing any crucial information, Samael didn't even spare the trash can.

"found it!"

A moment later, Mashu, who was quite lucky, was the first to make a discovery, raising a diary hidden in a cabinet compartment and cheering.

"let me see!"

Samael quickly stepped forward, took the diary, opened the cover, and a line of delicate handwriting came into view.

"2018.3.7

To you who are reading this record:

I intend to record my story before everything completely deteriorates.

In 2014, I was invited to Chaldea as a professional therapist. Of course, I would also occasionally do part-time work, such as supervising the completion of a certain software system...

...Really, even though my body has changed like this, when I think back to those days, I can't help but smile with nostalgia.

When I was taken to the church as my workplace, I laughed because it was so different from what I had imagined.

Western churches and chapels represented a life that was once monotonous but peaceful. To people in Western Europe, my profession might not be much different from that of a priest.

But now, all that remains is a blanket of white snow and a frozen world.

That is the loneliness and cold that can extinguish all passion and desire in the human heart.

So boring...

I felt a little disappointed and regretful, but I held it in.

After all, this is a mission given to me by God, and I am very interested in the special environment of the Antarctic Circle. Moreover, I really have nowhere else to go.

From the moment this body was freed from distress, it has completely belonged to the Lord.

I swear I will do what I can in this new world—I swear to help those who are suffering from mental labyrinths, to answer their questions, and to heal their illnesses.

Every day in Chaldea was fulfilling.

Day after day, the number of people here increased, and the problems became more and more complicated.

“Feeling fatigued by interpersonal relationships,” “Want to die,” “This place should be further developed,” “New materials,” “Continuation of human reason,” “Spiritual calculation,” “Unblessed life,” and “Artificial sub-servants”…

Listening to the worries of many staff members, I pondered the reasons why Chaldea was founded.

There's no doubt that this facility was built on admirable principles.

After all, this was originally the temple of heaven, the gate of God, the mercy bestowed upon the world by the Lord, and the ark given to Noah.

However, this concept is so vast that it is beyond the capacity of a normal human mind to bear, and it requires countless financial and human resources to support it.

The guy named Maris Billy said they were the light of humanity.

Will it burn and fade away, until it is completely swallowed by the night?

Samael pursed his lips, preparing to turn the page again, but for some reason the pages of the diary were stuck together very tightly.

He moistened it with some saliva before finally peeling it off.

However, the taste is a bit strange...

“2018年2月，未曾蒙召的4年2个月零7天。

Another project is finally finished, but perhaps He has already forgotten about me?

I can hardly remember the significance of performing these tasks.

Well, next up is the testing phase. Hopefully, everything goes smoothly.

If that thing can function properly, it might significantly reduce Chaldea's manpower losses.

Maybe then I'll be able to break free from this long and arduous task and have more time to pray.

In March 2018, the trial operation went smoothly, and our workload was greatly reduced.

In my spare time, I read the Bible again and came across the story in the Old Testament: One day, Cain brought an offering of the produce of the ground to the Lord, and Abel also brought the firstborn of his flock and their fat. The Lord looked favorably upon Abel and his offering, but not upon Cain and his offering.

Since both Cain and Abel offered their entire possessions, yet God favored Abel's offering, it seems that God's love was biased.

The hole in my heart keeps widening, like an unfillable void...

However, I've come up with a better idea.

December 2018, 3.

I succeeded, but I have to say:

Love is truly the most infectious virus…

With mixed feelings, Samael turned to the last page.

"Clap!"

At the same time, a thick stack of photos spilled out from the inside of the notebook, each one a candid shot of a person taken from various angles.

But for some reason, the people in the photo were covered by clumps of unidentified stains, making it almost impossible to see their original faces.

Samael picked up a photo and examined the marks on it carefully.

The substance, resembling water stains and slightly sticky, emitted a similar smell to the paper from before.

Suddenly, the ancient snake seemed to remember something, its face turning as black as the bottom of a pot, and it hurriedly and disgustedly threw away the photo in its hand.

Damn, she even went for this? Is that woman's brain only filled with lust?

Just as Samael was spitting through gritted teeth, his gaze fell on the back of the photograph.

All that could be seen was that it was covered with distorted and frantic Roman letters written in red pen.

"suki! suki! suki! suki...!"

The ancient snake's eye twitched involuntarily.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Wild Penguin Girl Appears!

At this moment, seeing Samael staring at the diary and standing there for a long time, Mashu couldn't help but curiously lean over and ask.

"Senior, what does it say on it?"

"It's nothing, this isn't something children should see!"

Samael snapped out of his daze, quickly turned his back, and without saying a word, stuffed the diary, covered in suspicious watermarks, into the magic circle he had opened.

"Oh……"

Although Mashu didn't understand why her Master's reaction seemed a bit excessive, she still obediently nodded, bent down to pick up the blurry photo from the ground, and handed it over.

Like a docile puppy that obeys its owner's command, fetching a ball into its owner's hand, longing for praise.

Samael took the photos, reclaiming these shameful pieces of evidence. He then smiled, gently patted the puppy-like girl's head as a reward, and changed the subject.

"By the way, Mashu, do you know any doctors here?"

"You mean Miss Qihuang?"

Samael nodded, his eyes encouraging, signaling Mash to continue.

Encouraged, the girl calmed herself down and recalled the moments she had spent with the doctor.

"She is a very gentle person. Because my health is not very good, she cares a lot about my health. She requires me to go to the clinic for a routine check-up every week, and she also says a lot of comforting things to me..."

As Mashu described it, Samael slowly sketched out a profile of the character in his mind.

Introverted and gentle in nature, yet proactive and positive, giving the impression of being seemingly frail but actually very spirited. Easily moved by others and deeply compassionate. Possessing a thoughtful and considerate nature, capable of accurately reading others' minds, understanding their perspectives, and grieving for them.

Both her appearance and personality should leave an impression of a pure, beautiful, and talented woman, but her actual image is closer to that of a gentle older sister...

He was more like a saint than a doctor.

Before her personality changed, Sesshouin Kiara was indeed a perfect personality.

Of course, besides the astringent feeling...

Samael recalled the bright red writing on the back of the photos, and the taste of the sea faintly rose in his mouth, causing his face to darken slightly.

A moment later, the narration came to an abrupt end. Mashu stood in front of the medical bed, seemingly lost in thought. Her face turned slightly pale, and she pursed her cherry lips.

Her frail body seemed to sense some invisible chill, and trembled slightly.

A hand rested on the girl's trembling shoulder, like a beam of light piercing into a dark and cold world, bringing a ray of light and warmth.

"What's wrong, Mashu?"

"It's nothing, senior. I just remembered some unpleasant memories."

The girl came to her senses and turned back to look apologetically at the concerned face.

Samael, ever understanding, gently comforted her, saying, "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't force yourself. You can rest for a while."

"It's okay, I'm really okay!" Mashu shook her head, her gaze firm.

She didn't want to disappoint her seniors, especially someone who was truly willing to accept her as one of their own.

Then, the girl took a deep breath, tried to overcome her discomfort, and began to recount her experience.

The Chaldea Masters come from all over the world. Due to differences in age, experience, and temperament, coupled with the practical theories emphasized by the old director Marisbury, not all of these people are pure and good.

Among the first batch of recruits, personally selected by Maris Billy, was an extremely dangerous individual.

No, or rather, it's more like a "beast" in human skin.

He is usually a talkative and sociable young man, but once he turns on his switch, he becomes a sinister and violent killer.

And the targets that he became interested in naturally became his prey.

Mashu herself had been targeted by that person before.

At the time, she was lying in the infirmary, waiting for the equipment to check her. That person actually took advantage of the time when the doctor went out for coffee to sneak in, broke her finger bones and pervertedly called his actions "love". His crazy behavior almost scared Mashu to death.

Fortunately, Ms. Qi Huang, a doctor, returned in time and discovered and stopped this outrageous behavior on the spot.

That person was therefore stripped of their trainee status and locked in a private solitary confinement cell to reflect on their actions.

That was also the only time Miss Qihuang ever got angry.

From then on, Miss Qihuang took the initiative to act as her guardian, according to her:

As a doctor, abandoning a patient and causing them distress is a serious dereliction of duty.

She would never make the same mistake twice.

Therefore, the infirmary has almost become Mashu's second "home". She often has to complete various physical function monitoring here, and sometimes she will even take a nap here when it gets too late.

This is why she woke up early in the infirmary cubicle instead of her own bedroom.

But to her surprise, when she went out, the entire Chaldea had changed.

Even Miss Qihuang, who was supposed to take care of her, has disappeared.

"Perhaps that's why you didn't disappear with the other employees."

Samael's eyes flickered, and he murmured thoughtfully.

At the same time, he also remembered the name that Mashu mentioned.

Beryl Gat...

Old Ma, being a pragmatist, still hired this kind of scum.

"The reason Mashu didn't disappear? You mean the infirmary at the time turned into some kind of safe zone?"

Hearing Samael's deduction, Hinako, who was standing next to him, adjusted her glasses and seemed to understand something.

“Of course, it could also be because of the spirit origin residing within her.” Samael, regaining his composure, added, then his gaze fell on Mash’s tight-fitting combat suit and the black cross shield, and he said meaningfully, “After all, this is Camelot’s strongest shield…”

Mashu lowered her head shyly, unsuspecting, and even a little embarrassed.

At the time of forming a contract, the memories of the Heroic Spirit will indirectly flow into the Master's body, thereby deepening the understanding between the two parties. It is not surprising that the senior knew this.

Although, this was a secret that even she had only just learned.