In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

"Besides, even if he is a dangerous person, don't you still have him here?"

Maria didn't know anything else, but she was sure of one thing.

This woman... is very good at fighting!

With Maria around, he really didn't need to worry too much.

This made Maria tilt her head slightly.

After Huafalin expressed his attitude, the man who pretended to be unconscious gradually put down his hands.

He also saved his life for this.

This made Maria lower her eyes slightly.

"I will."

"Of course you will...that's just the way you are."

Warfarin blinked.

She pulled off the other person's clothes, looked at him carefully for a few times, and frowned.

After a moment, she stood up.

"You take care of him here first. I'll go to the warehouse to find some medicine."

After saying that, she jogged off without even looking back.

Maria calmly pulled out a chair from the side and sat in front of the other person.

"So...how long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

"…Did you find out?"

The man slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils looking somewhat scary.

But Maria didn't show any surprise, she just looked at the other person.

"So... you're a wanted criminal?"

"……no."

Although the man was injured, he still seemed to have a clear mind and spoke in an organized manner.

He looked at Maria, and after observing her for a few seconds, he suddenly realized.

"Are you the woman who was here the other day?"

He spoke and pointed out Maria's identity.

Apparently, he was also present when the little girl had an argument with someone a few days ago.

Maria didn't deny it, she just tilted her head and looked at the other person.

"What's wrong?"

"……nothing."

The man also hesitated for a few moments.

He just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect Maria to answer so directly.

After the words were spoken, silence naturally fell.

Maria, however, was somewhat curious about the other party and continued to speak.

"Are you also in favor of war?"

"Ah."

The man raised his head and looked at Maria, appearing very serious.

"Only through war can we have space to survive!"

"Ok?"

"It might be hard for you to understand."

The man looked at Maria and gradually realized that she was not a Sarkaz. After a few moments of silence, he continued to speak.

"You may not believe this, but... I once met that lady when I was a child."

"Maria?"

"Yes."

The man nodded seriously.

"When I was a child, I met him while on the road of exile with my family... I also met Dr. Warfarin."

"It was a time of war... All of our homes were destroyed, and we had no choice but to wander."

"If that lady hadn't helped me at that time, I wouldn't be alive today!"

The man's words were very serious. To him, the lady who saved him and his family when he was a child was an undisputed hero!

"From that moment on, I realized that lady would be the savior of our Sarkaz!"

The man's words became more excited as he spoke.

But Maria was a little confused.

She did save a lot of people back then, but...

"What does this have to do with the war?"

Maria tilted her head. "Could it be that you heard that Maria promote war with you?"

"……No."

Hearing that Maria always called Maria Maria, the man also looked over.

Obviously, for him, Maria's act of calling him by his name was clearly disrespectful.

But he didn't say much in the end, just continued speaking.

"But I felt it from her actions!"

"Feelings?"

"That lady clearly possessed such immense power. If she truly desired peace, she could have directly defeated the coalition forces and negotiated with them... But she didn't. In the end, she chose to lure all the coalition forces into Kazdel and annihilate them!"

The man's words became excited, and his wide eyes were filled with fanaticism.

That’s 400,000 people…

A full four hundred thousand people!

Just standing together, they are an overwhelming number!

But even so, she still wiped them all out by herself!

No one was left alive!

Isn’t this enough to explain?

"That lady also feels that there is no room for negotiation with people from other countries. Only war and killing can win the Sarkaz a chance!"

The man continued speaking and looked at Maria.

Maria lowered her head at this time, using the shadow of her hat to hide her appearance, and the man did not recognize the person in front of him because it took too long.

He just spoke to himself.

"I've never had any communication with that lady, nor have I ever met her face to face... But even so, I can still sense her resolve and determination... Even she believed there was no point in negotiating with the coalition forces. We're not as powerful as she is, nor do we possess her astonishing wisdom, so we chose to follow her footsteps!"

"I know you may think our ideas are too extreme and too crazy, but history will prove that we are right! What we are doing is what can truly save the Sarkaz!"

"Only war can win a future for the Sarkaz!"

The man became more and more excited and his tone became more and more fierce.

But maybe because he was too excited, he soon started coughing up blood.

Huafalin, who came back with the medicine, also frowned when he saw this scene.

But she only glanced at Maria and hurriedly started treatment.

Maria also stood up and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, the man still looked at Maria and spoke seriously.

"The glory of the Sarkaz...will never fall!"

"..."

……

After leaving the room, Maria looked at the moon gradually overlapping above her head and rubbed her eyebrows.

She never expected that the other party's madness was caused by what she had done.

But at that time, Maria really had no more choices.

She couldn't just sit there and watch four hundred thousand lives that had mastered the power to summon higher beings flow into this world.

Yharnam's blood therapy had already caused a despairing disaster. Maria didn't dare to imagine what would happen if those people were really allowed to flow into the entire Terra.

The best outcome is that these people turn Tailai into a disaster land. The worst outcome... is that these people, due to incomplete mastery of the ritual, summon more unspeakable monsters and turn it into a hell on earth!

And Maria didn't have a way to make everyone erase their designated memories... So even if it meant killing them, she would never allow anyone to leave Kazdel alive!

But in the eyes of another group of people, this action seemed to mean that Maria wanted to kill these coalition forces on her own initiative.

Such ideas have become more intense and barbaric in the hundred years since Maria's death.

This made Maria sigh.

At that time...what should I do to be right?

Maria let out a deep breath, looked at the city area surrounded by only dark shadows, and closed her eyes.

After a moment, a subtle sensation vibrated her nerves.

She turned her head slightly.

In the darkness at the edge where not even the moonlight could reach, a man was standing there.

He didn't speak, nor did he express anything. His only distinguishing features were his inky black halo and wings...

"Long time no see, Ms. Maria."

The priest bowed slightly and spoke long and emotionally.

A hundred years later, he never thought that he would see the other person again.

"It is you."

Seeing the priest in front of her, Maria turned around.

She still remembered the other person.

An idealist priest, in the era when the Sarkaz had not yet become open, as the most unpopular Lateran among the Sarkaz, he still resolutely guarded the Banshee's capital, trying to prove to the world that the Sarkaz were not born evil.

only……

He failed in the end.

Maria recognized the other person's ideals and beliefs, so she gave him a second life.

Maria originally thought that the other party would be assimilated into a madman or a beast over a long period of time.

But didn't expect it.

"You're still the same as before."

Maria blinked, her words tinged with surprise.

But the priest just smiled bitterly.

"I have changed a lot, ma'am... I am no longer the innocent child I once was."

"is it?"

Maria stood still.

Bathed in moonlight, her white hair and skin exude a goddess-like softness, forming two extremes with the shadows that the other person is in.