Lumina Church: From An Assassin To A Nun

Adventurer Guild, It's a place that never rests, ready to serve everyone no matter if it is day or night. No matter what time it is, the Guild will always be busy, and this time is also one of the busy times at the Guild.

People can be seen doing their job as fast as they can, commanded by the Supervisor of the Branch Guild — Flor du Veniax who real identity is one of the 12 Current Guild Leader of Adventurer Guild, Fiore Flud Florvenyx.

In the middle of the room, together with Fiore is a sister of a church. Those who saw her know that she's from a church, as for which church, none of them know. They only know her name is Villia, where did she come from, what God did she serve, why did she want to help them, although she has explained it roughly, these people still didn't understand her completely. Even so, if one were to ask what kind of people she is, they will totally say that she's a hard worker.

"…northeast of Mavieli by 9 meters, located among the other rat. It's possible that he shapeshift himself into a rat."

「Pure Smog」

"Tell them the other undead is just an illusion! No…there's one real Thoroic Ghoul under them waiting to ambush them. Warn them to be cautious."

「Sanctuary」

"The follower is on the second floor, he's waiting to ambush them with the other homeless man."

「Enchant Magic 2x」「Pure Smog」

"How is contact with Bloody Weapon!? No contact!? Freedom is still on the way? Please send another team to support Freedom! If this goes on then…"

Sister Villia always tried to give support no matter how many patients she needs to treat. As the number of patients grows, the number of empty bottle beside her also become larger and larger. Those who didn't know what these empty bottles are will remain ignorant, but those who knew will feel their guts hurting just by seeing the amount.

They're all precious mana recovery potion! Just one bottle is needed to change the flow of battle into their favor, yet all of it is wasted on a single girl! All of it, just in one night! If it's them, they're sure that they will not waste it like that but keep it as a treasure. Still, they can't really complain as she has done that to save a life, complaining would only make them look bad.

Sister Villia keeps working and working without any rest in sight. Relaying information for the Guild Supervisor, healing the injured adventurer, curing the children, all of it is done by her alone. Supervisor and other people at the Guild, even the patients have asked her to rest. Worried that she may fall sooner or later, yet she only smiles at them before returning to her work.

Report of success after success in subjugating the Plague Cult follower resounds through the Guild, making everyone cheered for victory. Although it's still early, no one in this room feels victory is far away. They even start to think that this quest is much more easier than what they previously thought. Even so, 2 people in this room can't feel happy yet…mainly Sister Villia and Supervisor Flor.

Supervisor Flor is waiting…waiting for good news comes from Bloody Weapon team. She wants a good news that will clear the restless feeling inside her hearts.

Four teams namely Freedom, Old Beast, Specters and Spider Lily has successfully cleared their mission, Iron Crown is still fighting with Thoroic Ghoul while Fallen Paladin is in the middle of interrogation. The only one left is Bloody Weapon, if she receives good news from Bloody Weapon too, then this mission is as good as cleared.

Even so, the reality is always different from illusion. Her hope for success is shattered by Sister Villia not long after she receives particular news from her.

"Bloody Weapon is…"

"…wiped out."

***

"It..hurts…mama! It hurts!"

"What happened!? My body is hurt! Anybody! Is there anybody out there!? Help!"

"Why? I can't move…Why!? Arrghh! It hurts! "

"Painful..painful…did I trigger a trap or something!? It seems like I really should stop stealing…ahaha…is this the start of my prison life? Just my luck…"

"What did you do to me you b*tch!? Aaaagh…! Guards! Help me! Help!"

"I-it's not me *cough* it's not…aaa"

"Ahahahaha…such a sweet melody to the ear, the fireworks from earlier is also good…don't you think so?"

That night, various screaming voices resonate throughout the whole city. Every single voice expresses the emotion they feel right now. Confusion, Panic, Fear, Anguish, Despair, Depression, Anger, and many other can be felt through the whole city.

In the middle of the city, surrounded by these wail of anguish, stood a boy who laughs at all of their misfortune. The boy smiles as they wailed, he's happy right now, mainly because every person sadness is his happiness, and every person happiness is also his happiness! That also means he always happy no matter what happens!

The boy turns to look at the man that has been talking about killing him earlier. If everyone in the Guild saw this man, they will be able to recognize him quickly as he's one of the three A-rank adventurer team leaders in Variesz City, The leader of Freedom — Charlison.

Charlison lies on the ground in a patch of blood, missing both of his hands and foot, the same is also true to the three women who are regarded as his sister by him. They're still alive, but not for much longer. The four of them are still awake, but the only one who's still capable of speech among them is Charlison, while the other has touched the wall between both life and death.

He can see it, beyond Charlison eyes is hatred, anger, d.e.s.i.r.e to kill, sadness, even despair. Even so, he didn't detect any fear inside Charlison eyes. All he saw is unyielding spirits that didn't want to relent, even to the scariest person in this world.

"Crazy kid…"

Charlison glare at the boy in anger, if he has foot, he may stand tall once again, yet he didn't have it, not to mention hands. Even if he somehow stays alive, he will only remain as a disabled person for the rest of his life. He d.e.s.i.r.es strength, the strength to get up and kill the boy in front of him, yet he knows that it is just plain illusion on his part.

The boy has played together with Charlison like what he usually did with the other, but what are the differences between the other and Charlison in front of him? Why did he feel so irritated even after playing with him?

No…what make him irritated isn't Charlison himself, but his eyes!

The boy didn't know why, but that man eyes irate him. These fearless eyes enraged him, it's irritating! Irritating! Irritating!

The usual him will end his enemies and make him as his servant because he has that much potential, but Charlison in front of him only serves to make him feel irritated.

"Hey brother...what do you want to play next? Should I cut your ears? Your nose? Your tongue? What should I cut?"

He usually wouldn't play again after he has cut fingers, arms, legs, and the other which will kill people from blood loss. Yet, he somehow wants to play again with Charlison...mostly...to saw him despair!

He wants to play with him until he died painfully!

"...Feh, cut everything… you want...like I care about it..."

Charlison in front of him tries to spit on him, but without strength, those spits wouldn't reach. Even so, that's enough to provoke the boy. With his temper tested, the boy took his giant scissors and without any hesitation, cut one of Charlison ear.

*Snip*

"There brother, one of your ears gone...hahahah…"

"Ahahaha…that's all you can do? Your parents didn't teach you much about how to cut paper huh? My old man can do much worse than you…"

The boy anger rose to the peak when he heard Charlison fearless answer, he expects a scream, yet not only didn't he scream, he also laughs and dares to mock him!?

*Snip*

"Ah…the the other ear also gone. If you claim as an elf with that pretty face of yours combined with your missing ears, I'm sure everyone will agree that you're an elf slave."

The boy cut down the other ear without any hesitation. He wants to see his eyes which is full of fear! He wants to see Charlison beg for forgiveness! Yet...

"Hahaha…I'm thankful…of your praises…"

Anger built up inside the boy, the only thing he knows is that he needs to shut this man mouth or he might lose his mind, which is why, after cutting both of his ears, the boy proceed by cutting his tongue.

The boys innocently open Charlison mouth with his scissor, then use his other hands to pull out Charlison tongue.

Although he looks like just an ordinary child, the strength he possesses by no means the strength that's possessed by a child. The strength that the boy possesses, is by no means the strength of a human…

"Brother…are you possibly stupid? Didn't your parents teach you the meaning of sarcasm? Now you will lose your tongue and can't talk too…what are you feeling now? Are you happy?"

Charlison tries with all of his might to bite the boy, even so, his strength is unable to match the strength of the boy in front of him. No matter how much strength he put into his mouth, it isn't enough to finish the boy…

"Brother…why did you resist? You don't want to play with me? We are friends, right? Let's play."

The boy smile innocently and ready to cut his tongue, yet before he can do that, he pulled out his scissor from Charlison mouth and attack the empty spaces behind him.

*Boom!*

"I don't ever remember my son has such a crazy friend like you."

Fist and Scissors both collide with each other, creating shockwave around both of them. Both of them take a few steps back after the clash, even so, the old man who just appeared become much more severe as the opponent in front of him is by no means small fry like the one he fought before.

"O..ld…ma..n...?"

"Don't talk. Go rest up. I'll finish this sooner than you think."

In the old man hands right now is his son, his one and only one son. In that last clash, he has used the force to secure his son to safety forcefully. The old man is, of course, Charlison father — Tharen. Just seeing the state of his son makes him angry…how could he not feel anger!?

Even so, he's not fit to fight with emotion. This kind of emotion will only shackle him in battle. Calming himself down, the old man gently put his son back to the ground and looks at the nun who just arrive beside him.

"Sister, please take care of my son and … my daughters."

"Mr. Tharen! What are you trying to do? You have come here recklessly without any protection! Your body isn't in any state for battle! I have told you before, If someone needs to fight, that person will be me!" Sister Villia shouts at him, accidentally quit her good nun act, which only earns a laugh from Tharen.

"Like I said…you're really not ordinary nun...although what you said is logical…I'm sorry but..."

"…Killing that boy...is my duty as a father! "