Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"Um……"

"Although I really want to visit the museum with you, Asia, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do, so I may not be able to continue today's journey."

“Is that so—”

Inevitably, Asia had a look of regret on her face.

But soon, the regretful expression on his face disappeared instantly, and that holy and warm smile appeared again.

"Then Mr. Vitan should hurry up and do the important things! You can visit the museum at any time."

"Well, can I ask Miss Asia to help lead the way next time?"

The broad palm covered Asia's head again, but Vitan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was looking at something.

However, Asia, who was in the whirlpool of sudden happiness at the moment, did not notice Vitan's expression at all.

The little head was pressed against Vitan's palm.

"Then we have a deal. You can just come to the church to find me. I'm always available!"

Chapter 19: The Shadow Targetting Asia

The holy Virgin also left the Vatican Museum after she separated from Vitan.

Originally, Vitan came to this world in the afternoon, and after wandering around for such a long time, it was already dusk.

Since it was this time, there was no need for Asia to go back to the church to continue praying.

After leaving the museum, Asia set out on the journey home.

However, this holy and kind saint did not notice that in the crowded crowd, there was a man with a pale complexion, short black hair, and an ordinary appearance, who was following him stealthily.

—Diodora Astarte.

There is actually no need to elaborate on the story of Diodora.

As a blood relative of the Demon King Beelzebub, among the younger generation in the underworld, everyone's impression of him is that he is an ordinary devil who was lucky enough to take the position of heir because the heir of the main family died unexpectedly.

However, although he is ordinary, he is gentle and polite, and is a pretty good young man.

However, that is just a superficial phenomenon.

Theodora's gentle, elegant, and ordinary aristocratic image is just a superficial disguise. In fact, he is just a complete pervert.

He has a paranoid desire for nuns and saints, pursuing inner pleasure.

What he liked to do most was to take advantage of pure saints, and see the desperate looks on their faces after they fell. He would force them to become his followers and wantonly enjoy their bodies that were polluted by demons.

To be honest, what Diodora did would be considered evil in any race.

He is a scum and a beast to the extreme. These two adjectives are the most appropriate to describe him.

As a demon, is there really anything wrong with persecuting the saint of the church, which is his mortal enemy?

In the eyes of those ancient demons, not only would they not punish Diodora, they would also greatly appreciate his behavior!

After all, pursuing inner pleasure and respecting the body's instinctive desires is what a demon should be like.

"Strange, it seems like someone is following me."

Diodora, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly felt a chill and subconsciously glanced around, looking for the gaze that had made him extremely uncomfortable just now.

"Is it from the church?"

"I guess I'm just worrying too much! But it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace, shortened the distance between him and Asia, and completely left the territory of the Vatican.

Vitan followed Theodora calmly and left the Vatican as well.

The underworld territory corresponding to the Vatican is exactly the territory of the Asmodeus family.

All demons who want to go to the Vatican must pass through the teleportation circle guarded by their home.

However, in recent years, his subordinates have often sent him reports of smuggling incidents.

At the beginning, he didn't care about this matter. After all, every year there are a few guys who like to seek excitement and die.

However, as the frequency of smuggling incidents increased, and Achuca sent him the devil's chess piece, he remembered Theodora, a marginal little character whom he had forgotten in the original work.

That was why he did not go directly to Japan even though he had already informed the Gremory family, but instead came to the Vatican after receiving another report from his subordinates.

Time passed and soon it was night.

The dormitory built by the church for the saints is not located in the Vatican, but in the territory of Italy which is adjacent to the Vatican.

Although the journey was not very long, it still took Asia nearly half an hour to walk this short distance.

“Today is a really happy day!”

The blushing nun held in one hand the dinner she had just bought on the street.

As a saint, her dinner was very simple, just a piece of freshly baked bread and milk.

Recalling the warm feeling she had just had with Vitan, Asia's face couldn't help but blush again, and she shyly stepped into the residence specially prepared for the clergy of the church.

However, Asia, who was filled with happiness every day, didn't know this.

A demon's evil thoughts have enveloped her.

Night had completely fallen, and Diodora just looked at Asia's room with a happy smile on her face.

As a demon who has successfully persecuted many saints, he naturally has a set of methods to persecute saints in his mind.

However, his goal this time was different.

This time, the target holds the artifact "Smile of the Virgin Mary" and has a very high status in the church. He does not think that the previous methods will work.

It is not his style to forcibly seize the saint.

After all, what he wanted to see was the natural fall of the saint, so that he could experience the greatest pleasure.

The target this time is a very kind person. Her kindness far exceeds that of other people, even among saints.

That is why he made a plan that would allow him to experience pleasure to the greatest extent possible.

Most of the people living here are church clergy, and few tourists come here to visit.

Vitan stood on a small building only three stories high, watching Diodora making preparations as if he was watching a clown.

What could he say about this!

Diodora's method of concealing herself was really not very clever, at least in his opinion, it was full of loopholes.

He really couldn't understand why many saints had left the church for no reason in the past few years.

However, the church seemed to have no idea that there was a demon frequently plotting against their saints. They were just naive and foolish enough to think that the devout saints of their church had betrayed the faith of the Lord and left the church.

If you ask him what he thinks of the church leaders, he can only give them two words: "idiots"!

not to mention!

As for other unimportant saints, their contributions to the church are very limited, and their healing abilities are not outstanding.

However, Asia, who controls the most powerful healing artifact, "Smile of the Virgin Mary", was not given a high status by the church, and the church did not even send a powerful exorcist to protect her.

Diodora's arrangements were complete, and the barrier to repel people had been deployed.

After calculating the time when the church arranged for the priests to patrol here, he took off his clean and tidy attire.

His plan has begun!

Vitan, who had taken everything in his sight, curled up a meaningless smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure gradually disappeared in the hazy moonlight.

Chapter 20: Diodora's Self-Directed and Self-Acted

There was darkness between heaven and earth. I didn't know when the dark clouds had quietly covered the stars and the bright moon in the sky.

The rain fell softly, sliding down the roof and finally gathering into a gurgling stream on the white stone paved ground.

In the distance, silent blue lightning could be seen flashing among the dark clouds.

Asia seemed to know that it was raining outside the window. After sticking her little head out, she closed the open window.

"Woohoo! It seems like the rain is a bit heavy today. Luckily I took a quick shower today."

Asia, who had just finished taking a shower, was still damp, her hair was wet, and she was wearing a pink dress-style pajamas.

The pajamas were printed with cute little bear patterns, and the hem of the skirt was above the knee, tightly wrapping Asia's well-developed figure.

“Pray to the Lord before you go to bed!”

Asia sat on her soft bed in a duck-like posture and made the sign of a cross on her chest.

For some reason, she kept thinking about the man who made her feel comfortable when he came into contact with her in the afternoon.

Only when she prayed to the Lord could she calm her heart which was always pounding for some unknown reason.

But at this moment, a cry for help was heard.

“…Help, help me!”

"Who... who can save... me!"

Such a cry for help suddenly reached Asia's ears, waking the girl up from her devout prayer.

"Strange, is someone injured?"

Asia hurriedly got out of bed, put on her slippers, and headed towards the source of the sound.

"save……"

Along the way, the voices coming from the crowd became weaker and weaker, which made Asia anxiously speed up her pace.

"……I!"

It was not uncommon for injured priests to come to the saint for treatment at night.

After all, exorcists fight demons and aliens regardless of time, so naturally they get injured regardless of time.

As the one who currently possesses the strongest healing ability in the church, Asia has performed healing work in the middle of the night countless times.

Asia was getting farther and farther away from her room, but the weak voice that seemed to be about to die became clearer and clearer.

"Strange, why is the injured priest in the warehouse?"

If the exorcists who are usually in charge of fighting get injured, they will almost always wait at their door when they seek treatment.

A situation like what happened in the warehouse is a very rare and strange thing.

However, Asia's natural kindness towards others made her not think twice and she just turned the door handle of the warehouse.

Pushing open the door, his eyes immediately focused on the source of the sound.

Then, Asia's eyes widened instantly.

The cardboard boxes that had been neatly arranged before were now scattered on the ground in a mess, and extending from the door to the corner of the wall were drops of dark red circular radiating stains.

And connecting that string of stains was an extremely weak young man leaning against the corner.

The young man leaned against the wall extremely weakly, his face was pale, and he covered his abdomen with one hand, which was constantly oozing sticky red blood. He was breathing barely a thread, giving people the illusion that he could die at any time.

Realizing that the heroine of her play had arrived, Director Diodora raised her eyes, looked at the girl whose eyes were full of worry, and uttered a weak voice.

“…Help, help me!”

The cry for help was exactly the same as before, and Asia's heart suddenly tightened.

Without even thinking, Asia hurriedly trotted forward and squatted beside Diodora.

"I'll heal you now!"

With a serious tone, Asia stretched out her two small hands forward without any hesitation.

Because of this level of injury, she was confident that she could help the man in front of her to fully heal.

Then, the dim storage room was lit up by emerald green fluorescent light.

Asia's slender palm emitted a soft glow, illuminating Theodora's wound.

Afterwards, Diodora discovered that the wound she had deliberately made had actually grown new granulation tissue.

This is the power of the artifact, not the simple bandage to stop bleeding.