The Devil Who Grants Wishes

I didn’t bring the maximum power because I expected the devil to be weak, but for now, I’ve been building a high-level exorcism priesthood as I dealt with the devil.

But what the hell does this mean?

“Ahhhh!!”

“Save me, save me!!”

“Your brothers are terrified! How’s mental protection going?!”

“I’m doing my best right now!”

They are being slain by the devil as if they are being swept away by fallen leaves.

No effort, no sacrifice, no magic, no prayer.

everything becomes in vain

[Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.]

[Hey, calm down!!]

[Priests and wizards, dispel quickly! It’s probably a panic-type magic!]

[Hey, I can’t release it… Now… I’m pouring out my dispel skill…]

What was that dreadful magic that even erased the person’s ego?

He evacuated the priests who had been struck by the power of the devil and devoted himself to treatment, but it was all in vain, and it didn’t take long until he realized that their condition was already normal.

[These people… are normal.]

[Normal, where do you think this is normal?!]

[So, this means that these people are not afflicted with abnormal status skills!]

No matter how many dispel skills they use to remove status ailments, the reason they don’t get better is because they weren’t literally afflicted with status ailments.

The myriad of skills that return abnormality to normal are literally only possible when the target’s condition is abnormal, and no matter how much skill you use to remove the blindness condition, it is the same as it is impossible to restore light to a person who had no eyeballs from the beginning. .

Of course, if it is not a condition, the reason for this is likely to be a simple bodily defect.

No matter how many recovery skills were poured, the victims of the devil’s magic called [Dementia] could not be restored to their original state.

It felt like pouring recovery skills on people to make their tails grow.

“Evil, the devil…! These demons!!”

“Where is the devil? What is this?!”

“It’s possessed! Everyone stop the possessor— no, kill it!! It’s too late to be captured!!”

“Killing! We don’t know anything else, but disarming the possession is not our specialty!”

“Where is the time to be captured and disarmed in this situation!!”

Now I’m even writing a binge.

That demon, I’ve never killed anyone until now, except when I first killed the priests.

It may sound like a good thing to say that I never killed him, but it’s not at all.

The devil is playing with us like toys. Like fear of accidentally destroying a toy, he never uses attack magic.

From stealing a person’s ego, to fear, despair, and even possessiveness. He’s playing with what he really is.

“Each, sir…”

“Are you here to ask for a retreat?”

“…Yes.”

Ha ha ha ha ha…

Retreating without any damage would blow away all the high-ranking priests who served in the Exorcism Priesthood.

I don’t know how to put myself in a sense of shame that I came this far believing in these things.

“Even if we retreat, do you think that demon will just let us go?”

“Okay, I’ll spare your life if that demon goes out.”

“That’s right, I’ve already taken hostile actions dozens of times, but now?”

opportunist bastards.

These incompetent bastards that I desperately tried to end well, but didn’t properly take care of the underside, and ended up like this.

“And do you believe the devil’s words?”

“No, that’s not it…”

“Isn’t that right? Are you clearly accepting the devil’s words as true and trying to obey them? Even making a contract with the devil… Heh heh…! Hey, this guy has a devil!!”

“Yes?! No, sir, what is this— Let go of this!!”

Whether I stay like this or go back, the future that faces me remains the same.

I can’t die alone.

You guys are the only ones who dare to run away?

“Everyone, don’t listen to the devil’s tricks! There is nothing foolish than to believe the devil’s words. If you turn your back, you will inevitably get stabbed in the back and die! Then, when you die and go to the side of God, how can you hide his face? Can you see?!”

“you’re right!!”

“Wow!”

Everyone will go together.

None, without exception.

Everything.

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Ooh, these fanatics. Why the hell are you doing this?

When retouching Noah’s story, I thought it would add a little more realistic aspect to the Seraphia Church. The words don’t make sense at all.

[What the hell is a devil I’ve never seen!! The horns look like a beast, but the body and face are humanoid!!]

[Run away, everyone run away!!]

[To die with these crazy fanatics is out of the question! Hey, let’s jump!]

Unlike the priests, the wizards who served in the Exorcism Priesthood Altar saw a gap and ran away quickly, but they did not pursue them.

Because in the first place I aimed to get them out of Montpelio.

I’ll go out on my own, but you don’t have to follow me.

[For Seraphia-sama!!]

[Defeat the devil!!]

But the clergy and their enlisted soldiers were very different.

Literally, everyone fought until the last one. Personality deleted, crazy,

It’s not dead, but if you let it go like this, you’ll be virtually dead.

‘First of all, the people of the city… they’re all terribly frightened, but they don’t run out of the city, they stay at home. I must have missed the time to run away.’

When you focus your mind, you feel the energy of life, along with the emotions of fear that fill the city.

And the object of fear is no doubt directed at me, not the denomination that had just tried to burn the city dwellers.

‘…well, yes. It was too much.’

It would be like me too.

The denomination even burned the villagers with the rational logic that they would turn into monsters if left unattended by demonic magic.

Even if the denomination is made up of humans and subhumans, I am a person with a soft heart, but on the outside I am a perfect demon. It’s natural to be scared.

‘Then, what now…’

All the denominations that entered this place were suppressed.

Except for the priests who first had their hair cut off, no priests have died for me, but none of the priests are still sane in Montpelio.

It’s a new thing, but I thought I could turn back time anyway.

‘But can I turn back time?’

These guys, if I could turn back time or bring me to my senses, I feel like they would attack me right away. No, it’s definitely not the same.

Because it is not a recovery, but literally returning time to a normal time, what you remember is also cut off from the moment you turn back time.

I already confirmed this when I brought back the priest’s servant who had come into my house at will. He died horribly by the flower that had turned into a monster, but he couldn’t even remember.

In other words, if I could turn back time and save my life, they would attack me again, claiming that they would defeat the demons as they did before.

Then he would have to subdue it again, but Faust’s body never overpowers it, no matter what else he is dissatisfied with.

Hmm… how should I do it?

“Uh, ah… uhhh…”

Oh, I see, he was there.

He was the only one among the priests who seriously tried to do business with me, so it’s particularly memorable.

“The devil… the bastard…”

Hey, you’re still perfectly aware of who I am, don’t you? All the other priests who came with me are crossing the border between reality and fantasy.

From this point of view, this bishop is definitely worthy of leading the Exorcism Priesthood.

“Don’t make a contract.”

“Gee… drugs? What kind of haircut now—”

“It’s fine, there is no one around who can interpret you and me.”

Ew, why are you still a nerd?

Earlier, I said that I would send it to you, so I was tempted for a moment and asked about the terms of the transaction, but now, why do you care about other people’s eyes?

“Evil, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.”

“These demons… demons…”

“Save me… Save me…”

As I said, there is no one here who can listen to my conversation with the bishop.

Some are just trembling and repeating meaningless onomatopoeia, some are crazy fighting an invisible demon, some are drowning in their shadows turned into swamps and suffering from nightmares. there is not

“…”

When I finished my words, the bishop held his breath and looked around, looking around, then shook his head.

After all, I look good at people.

“After you take these guys back, don’t come back until my magic is completely drained from the city dwellers.”

“The price… is it the same as I said before?”

“Yes, I will spare you.”

I could just take care of everything myself, but if I do something like that without knowing why, I feel like I can no longer exist as myself.

Even now, from time to time, Faust’s will takes precedence over mine, so your body is moving, right? You should try to resist as much as possible.

And… to be honest, it’s kind of hard to get rid of these things yourself.

If possible, it’s better to have someone else clean it up for you and stay steadfast.

“…No, if I did that, I would die—”

“Better than dying now.”

“-…”

The bishop’s worries were short-lived.

Awesome… The low-ranking priests rushed without covering their fires saying that they had to purify the demons, but the high-ranking priests acted too realistically, so it’s bittersweet.

Well, good for me.