"Please don't hurt me..."

The trembling Christian saint huddled in the corner and whispered.

"As long as you cooperate with us, you will naturally suffer less pain."

Jiang Xiaotan frowned and said, he vaguely felt something was wrong.

"I'll cooperate! I can do everything, wash clothes, cook, milk cows... whatever you ask me to do."

"...Milk the cow? Are you kidding me, Holy Lady?"

"Saint...woman?" Sipat held her head, looking very scared, "I'm not a saint, I'm not a saint."

Seeing the other party's attitude, Jiang Xiaotan became even more confused. He took a step forward and asked, "Then who are you?"

Sipat obviously hid back, and then carefully replied: "I am Sipat, the daughter of the farmer Lebe..."

Haidt said softly next to her: "Before she became a saint, she was a farmer's daughter."

"Aren't you a saint of the Holy Cross?" Jiang Xiaotan asked.

"No! I don't want to be a saint! Don't let me leave my father and mother!" Sipat screamed.

"...Are you pretending to be crazy or stupid?"

Unexpectedly, the saint trembled and knelt down in front of Jiang Xiaotan and began to lick his boots.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Jiang Xiaotan kicked the saint away mercilessly, and then took two steps back.

"Please let me go back, Pastor...Bishop...Honor the Pope...Please let me go back. I will do whatever you ask, but please don't let me be a saint..."

The saint's trembling hands reached for her clothes. She hesitated for a moment, and then began to unbutton her clothes.

"I will be obedient, I will be obedient...So, please don't hit me again...His Majesty the Pope..."

Jiang Xiaotan had a strong feeling of disgust in his heart, not against the saint, but towards the Holy Cross as a whole.

Seeing the saint's actions becoming more and more unsightly, Jiang Xiaotan walked to a corner of the cell, picked up the linen on the bed, and threw it on Sipat's body.

"Let's get out." He and Haidt exited the cell.

"Please let me out! I want to go home!" the saint said desperately through the cell door.

Outside the cell, Jiang Xiaotan saw the young hunter guarding the place showing a malicious smile, and lightly patted him on the head.

"It hurts so much. Guild Master, why did you hit me?"

"....Look away, what's going on with her?"

"As soon as we mention the word 'saint', she becomes like this."

"So, this is...PTSD?"

Manager Haite tilted his head and asked, "Uh, what is that?"

"...That is... she developed a mental disorder after receiving strong stimulation. Similar to my amnesia, her situation was probably due to a tragic failure, resulting in a certain degree of schizophrenia, denial and inability to accept the 'Saint Girl'

This identity.”

Jiang Xiaotan spoke seriously, but his "amnesia" was just an act.

"In other words, she was frightened by you?"

The noble prince rolled his eyes: "...You can say that."

"However, judging from her reaction, it seems that she was severely stimulated before she became a saint. It's just that she relied on her identity as a 'saint' to survive. Now, I have reduced her identity to nothing.

The value caused her to lose her last spiritual support."

In the cell, Sipat gradually regained her composure. She showed a saintly and noble expression again, and arranged her clothes numbly.

"This woman must be quite miserable," Manager Hatter said.

The young hunter guarding the cell interrupted and said: "You haven't seen yet, there are many terrible scars somewhere on her body. And the amazing thing is that she has been fighting as a saint for many years, but there are no scars anywhere else on her body, except there...

..The people in the church are really perverted..."

Jiang Xiaotan patted the guy on the head again and said, "You know too much. You can go to another cell to guard him later, and a female hunter will be here."

The young hunter covered his head: "Huh? Guild leader, you don't trust me!"

"I'm doing it for your own good! To prevent you from making mistakes at a young age!"

Seeing that the hunter who interrupted had been taught a lesson, Haite changed the subject again: "Then this traumatic thing you mentioned, can there be help?"

"Observe and observe slowly. Don't irritate her in the near future. You can try asking her to treat the injuries of the captives without mentioning the word 'saint'. Oh, by the way, gag the mouths of those captives.

Come on, don't just say 'Thank you, Holy Lady' after treating the injury and it will drive her crazy again."

Jiang Xiao chatted and walked out of the dungeon with Manager Haite.

The sun shone warmly on him, but Sipat's performance just now seemed to leave a haze in his heart.

He randomly picked a large stone lying nearby and sat down, then stared blankly at the vampire masons not far away who were working hard to build the fortress castle.

Some of them were building wooden frames, some were stacking stones, some were mixing lime mortar, and then carefully smoothing the stone gaps.

The three giant golems, under the command of the hunters, carried some heavy building materials to the heights of the castle.

The creatures in this world, whether humans, vampires, or other races, are all very hardworking.

However, the church stands above the hard-working and simple sentient beings, spreads their ignorant beliefs, and greedily possesses the fruits of the believers' labor.

I thought they would only persecute heretics, but now it seems that in order to satisfy their perverted desires, they will even cruelly treat the saints in their own religion.

"The enemy is in the Great Cathedral of Romulus."

Jiang Xiaotan said to himself.

"how?"

"Nothing. Controller Haite is not a believer, right?"

"Well, it was the same before, but after being abandoned by the gods several times, I no longer believe in it."

Jiang Xiaotan looked at Manager Haite's now somewhat bloated body and imagined his image as an elite hunter when he was young.

"Abandoned by the gods... That saint has actually experienced this, right?"

"right."

"Should we create a new faith that frees people from the shackles of the old gods?"

"Oh, like Lilith?"

"Well, but the vampire queen failed in the end, right?"

"Yes, she was eventually murdered by her own son, and the huge empire fell apart."

Jiang Xiaotan sighed softly and stood up.

"Sure enough, I think too much. Let's do our part first and then think about how to save all sentient beings."

To build a huge fortress, you need to slowly build it from the first stone.

It’s been less than a year since I came to this world, and I’m already thinking about all kinds of nonsense.
Chapter completed!