Until now, Luna had seen many things. Her life was flipped upside down from the moment she awakened.
The same world that she was living in since her birth started feeling unfamiliar.
She gained eye power that could pierce through a person's soul and could identify whether the person was lying or not. It could also unravel the secrets of heaven and at the same time help her identify a person's nature.
She had roamed through the borders. Had met countless war heroes, soldiers, and even criminals. But never in her life had she seen a person's soul stained with blood to such an extent, and what was more confusing was that there wasn't a single speck of malice in the soul.
Innocence, kindness, and all forms of human desire were still present in it, as if the soul had been left untouched despite such a thick murderous aura.
Each step of his stirred the very depth of ominousness in her heart, sending a chill down her spine.
This boy wasn't normal. He was a walking disaster, carrying an ample amount of negative karma that is forcing the world to reject his existence.
The boy walking inside lifted his chin to stare at her. Meeting those confused curious gazes, her body shivered, feeling herself drowned in blood.
As she started deeply, a pair of crimson eyes appeared behind him, and her vision was forcibly shut.
Lucas, who just entered, after looking around, was startled to see Saintess Luna staring at her. For a moment, her yellow eyes directed at him became green, seeing which he freaked him out.
He wanted to turn away and leave, but his body seemed to be frozen under an invisible force. And the Saintess staring at him also seemed to be frozen.
Julian was the first one to notice the ambiguity in the situation and reached first.
"Senior Luna, are you alright?"
"Huh! Yes, I am alright?" Luna answered, wiping off the beads of sweat that formed on her forehead.
"Your face looks so pale," Julian exclaimed in surprise.
"Maybe I am too exhausted. I will be alright after I take some rest."
"Priest Ian, please arrange a room for everyone to rest a bit and Julian, please accompany me to my room."
After brief words, Luna parted with Julian's support.
Lucas nudged Frederick and Charles, asking them what happened here.
"She was alright, a moment ago, but her expression became weird as soon as she saw you," Charles answered with a confused expression.
"What did I do?"
"How can I know that?"
"Hey, Lucas, have you met Saintess Luna before?" Frederick asked, rubbing his chin.
"As far as I remember, no. I don't think I have ever met her." Lucas refuted.
"That's strange. At first, it looked as if she saw a monster, but then her gaze changed as if she met someone she knew. It's really weird."
As Frederick finished his assessment, his lips twitched, seeing Charles and Lucas giving him a strange look.
"How did you know that? You read her expression as if she were your childhood friend. Meanwhile, when I looked at her, she seemed to have a blank expression," replied Charles, giving Frederick a curious gaze.
"I… I." Frederick stuttered for a moment.
Seeing this, Lucas shouted"Rose, take care of your guy. This bastard seemed to be an expert skirt chaser. He can even discern a girl's thoughts from their face."
Feeling a deep dreary feeling from behind, Frederick's heart screamed in terror.
"Nooo!"
Looking back with trembling legs, he saw Rose staring at him coldly.
"Sorry, we will not disturb you anymore."
Lighting a fire, Charles and Lucas ran away.
Swallowing his saliva, Frederick waved his hand trying to calm her, "Rose, listen to me. I can explain."
...
Cramping in the small room with a small bed and a table, Lucas stared at the ceiling with a deadpan expression.
Thousands of thoughts flashed in his mind.
Lucas was scared.
What he was feeling now was akin to his life hanging over a tightrope that could be cut any moment now.
The scene of an inquisitor or paladins bursting their way through the door played in his mind.
Presently, he was like a harmless lamb that could be slaughtered.
His toes tapped on the floor repeatedly, and he twirled his finger, wondering what could have happened, actually.
"Saintess Luna had Mystic eyes that unravel heaven's secrets and see the truth. Her initial expression was that of shock, but then her expression shifted and there was subtle fear in her glance. Did she somehow notice that I am not the real Lucas, but how?''
Lucas felt his head throb thinking about this. He wasn't careless, but he didn't imagine that Luna Mystic's eyes could see through this.
It was too overpowered.
"What should I do now? If she knows the truth, then there is no way she will let me go. She might conclude that someone had taken over Lucas's body through witchcraft."
"Should I run away? Even if I ran away, there is no way I can be safe from the Church's pursuit."
"Damn, man, this is frustrating. She even pulled the Princess with her."
Lucas was on the verge of breaking down. He ran his mind at full speed.
Lies would be useless as Saintess Luna can filter the truth.
"If I get caught. I can only come up with ambiguous answers. However, if this fails, then there is only one option, which is to speak the truth about this world."
Yeah, at first, they might slap him and consider him to be a madman, but under the oath of speaking the truth, there is no way they could deny his claims.
"I knew it. Mingling with the damned religious bastard will bring trouble." Lucas, who kept walking to and fro, suddenly stopped as his nose, picked up a strong smell of fragrance.
It was then he realized that he hadn't spoken to Julian about this, as Luna did not give them the opportunity.
Lucas immediately opened the window to trace the source of the smell.
"What?"
Lucas's mind blew up, seeing the scene outside the window. The outstretched bushes, trees, and shrubs were all burning with dark flames.
"What the hell is going on? Is this an attack?"
Lucas panicked seeing the scene but compelled himself to calm down.
"Surely, there is no rest for the wicked."
"I need to regroup otherwise, with my luck, someone will surely find trouble with me," Lucas muttered while hurriedly making his way out.
....
Scenes floated above the pure white field of view.
Several images were passing through, making messy thoughts. The sound of gasping for breath and the loud sound of a thumping heart made her restless.
A voice came from afar. The voice was cold and lacked empathy, but for her, it was the sweetest she had ever heard.
It was weird.
No, everything appears to be peculiar.
"Don't worry, I have, I have, and I will always have your back."
The world began to be coloured. In the tent where the lanterns shimmer, a woman with a bottle of wine in one hand sat.
The other hand held a sharp, glistening sword that was pointed at the neck of the man who kneels before her.
Looking at the man who had always been distant and yet so close, she spoke in a reminiscent tone.
"Life in itself seemed to be boring. So, how long are you going to wait."
The man raised his head. His red, bloodthirsty eyes shimmered, and a wide grin appeared over his scarred face.
"Until I am worthy enough."
"Tsk!"
A clicking sound was heard, and the world broke apart into countless pieces.
"Haas…" Julian closed her eyes and messaged her forehead to subdue the aching pain.
'Why did he look so similar to him?'
"What did you see?"
Julian's blurry vision returned to normal, and he stared at Luna leaning against the bed.
"Something useless." Snorting Julian glared at her.
"Ohh! It seems Julian had seen something interesting that she can't share with her older sister."
"Shut up!"
Luna giggled, seeing embarrassment on her face.
"I extended so much energy to make a glimpse of the heaven secret, yet this is how you treat this kind lady. Hush! As expected, you royals are too cruel." Luna made an exasperated sigh and gave a pitiful expression, seeing which Julian's head throbbed.
"Can please stop your useless banter? I am not in the mood." Julian grumbled and was about to speak when her senses caught something.
"They are here."
"Who?" Luna asked with a frown.
"Don't make that an innocent expression. You already expected this." Julian muttered, standing up while pulling something from her ring.
"Yeah, I expected this but wait."
"Julian, don't do that…" Before she could finish her speech, her vision blurred.
....
"Aahhhhh"
"Argh!"
"Stop screaming white dove bastards."
[Blind Faith]
[Hellfire]
[Azure Blast]
A series of screams rang as a group of dark robbed figures darted across the hallway.
"Stop them."
"Don't let them go!"
The Paladins shouted and quickly charged at them.
BOOM!
A loud blast echoed, and dark gas filled the place.
The Paladin's vision was momentarily blinded, which allowed the figures to pass through them.
The Paladins tried to fight back, but their body felt weak and a high fever out of nowhere assaulted them.
"Search each room!"
Giving orders, a man holding his staff hit the ground. The entire area was covered in darkness.
[Arise, my fellow deceased and kill everyone]
Many darkish humanoid bodies arose and started to create mayhem.
The entire lobby was filled with ghouls that kept Paladins at bay.
Searching the room, they finally found the right one.
"We found her."
Inside the room, a golden-haired lady was asleep in the bed.
"Hmm!"
Opening her eyes, she muttered in a half-dazed state.
"Who are you? How dare you barge into my room?"
"Shut up."
Before she could speak, a group dashed forward and stuffed her mouth.
Uwu…Uwu...Uwu…
"Stop screaming, no one going to save you today."
Knocking her out, he shouted in joy."
"We have caught the bitch. Let's leave."
"Her sacrifice will fulfill our long wished ambition."
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