99 [2-33] Freedom of interpretation bothers kings (1/2)

Thanks to you, I've been able to see a lot of things.

...... Princess, please take a look at this first.

I'm sure you'll be able to understand what I mean.

The princess's story reminded me of this. I took the liberty of copying the report that was submitted to the Demon Lord's Intelligence Department by a spy who had infiltrated the Diretta Holy Kingdom fifty years ago.

Isn't that just a plain awful thing to say?

You're so careless about your management. ......

Somehow, I had the feeling that Everis had created that document management system.

While he was helping to build the organization as a consultant, he might have planted a back door for himself to do whatever he wanted.

I would not like it if he did the same thing to me (Rene).

Everis doesn't seem to have any ulterior motives towards Rene, but Rene still vows to be careful not to create any loopholes in the organization's management system.

”Something was being developed in the Moon Eater.

Pointing to an old report, Everis says in a somewhat vexed tone.

Rene takes it up and ......

I'm sorry, I can't read this.

”Oh, it's not the lingua franca. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You should use this.

Everis took out a pair of round glasses with a strong literary girl look and handed them to Rene.

When she tried them on, the report, which had been a series of strange characters, appeared to be legible to Rene.

It's amazing. I didn't even know this existed. ...... Is Tracy okay?

I can read the common tongue of the demon race, so I'm fine.

They both looked at the report and said in unison.

I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

It was 50 years ago.

That was fifty years ago.

”Stop it, Master Preceptor!　Why are you experimenting on me, ......?

”Shut up!　An incompetent like you can't contribute to the path of God unless you do this!

In a room where the walls and ceiling are all white to the point of being uncomfortable.

The young Morgana was restrained on an operating table that looked like it was cut out of white stone.

The place was a room in the research facility of the Moon Eaters. A place where faithful servants of God spend their days and nights researching techniques to destroy the armies of evil gods.

On the floor around the operating table where Morgana was restrained, there was a magic circle written in intricate, detailed symbolic script. An old man in a white coat with glaring eyes is checking to make sure that there are no errors in the formation.

This man, Gavino, is Morgana's boss. His position in the Moon Eaters is that of a ”preceptor”, and he is in charge of a research project. Gavino's research was to develop a new battle stigma called the Baptismal Stigma.

≪The ”Baptismal Stigma”.

It is a stigma that connects the consciousness of the person who is inscribed with the stigma to the Great God and copies the will of the Great God in the mind.

However, the purpose of the development is not to hear the voice of God itself. If that were the case, there would be no need to increase the number of priests in the temple because there are many priests who can perform divination.

However, if a person becomes a mirror reflecting the consciousness of the god, he or she becomes the most faithful servant of the god. Even if it is a demon who is a member of the evil gods, it will be hard to resist the will of the gods.

In short, the goal is to force indoctrination.

Even dragons and powerful demons will be taught God's teachings and made slaves to the faith, and magic will be used to make them God's spies.

This was the concept behind the Baptismal Stigma.

Don't do it. ...... Please don't do it. ......!

I'm not sure what to do.

In spite of Morgana's cries, the magic circle began to glow and the white room was illuminated in a suspicious purple color.

Morgana was subjected to the Baptismal Stigma experiment by Gavino, the preceptor she works for.

The Moon Eaters knew that it was a bad idea to use an ordinary citizen as a test subject. It was a generally harmless act, but it would be bad if the court scolded them and tightened the budget.

That's why they experiment on criminals who violate the ways of God. Not only condemned criminals, but also those guilty of occupying the city (for some reason, only the poorest of the poor were guilty of this crime) were often experimented on. This is a wonderful thing and there is nothing wrong with it.

However, there were times when insiders were used for experiments.

However, there were times when insiders were used for the experiments, either because the experiments were too minute and there was no danger to the experimental subjects, or because they could not wait for the supply of experimental subjects.

...... When you want to secretly get rid of a researcher who has found out that his boss is cheating.

”Ahhhhhh!

Morgana's figure disappeared into the light, and then .

Morgana's body was covered in tattoo-like markings.

In the aftermath of the surgery, Morgana got rid of the remnants of her restraints and stood up unsteadily.

”...... Oh?　You made it!

Gavino was surprised and pleased.

It was an experiment that was half intended to kill him, but if it worked, so much the better. After all, this was the first successful imprint of the Baptismal Stigma. Gavino's research would now be able to move forward greatly.

”Yes, Preceptor. I'm very moved right now. I have heard the voice of the Great One.

Morgana's expression was one of radiant joy.

Then she grabbed Gavino roughly by the chest and threw him on the operating table.

”What the ......?

By the time Gavino panicked, it was too late.

Morgana tossed the spare restraints toward the operating table.

The folded belt-like thing automatically unfolded in the air and coiled around Gavino like a snake strangling its prey. It was a magic item with such a function.

You think I don't know that you've been going to the whorehouse ...... often, diverting your research funds?

You are going against the ways of God. I'm going to have you inscribed with the Baptismal Stigmata and become a truly faithful member of the faithful.

Morgana said this with a gentle smile full of religious inspiration.

Gavino turned pale at this.

”Wait!　Wait!　I'm a preceptor!　This is a big problem!

Oh, the method I tried on you still has a low success rate in settling in!　If it fails, you'll die ...... ah!　Aaaaaaahhhh!

Morgana mercilessly activated the magic circle, and Gavino disappeared into the light .

And .

”Oh!

Gavino lay on the operating table, mummified by the crest that had sucked all his life force.

”You got some valuable data. An apostate preceptor at the service of God.

Oh, God. Thank you for pointing me in the right direction.

Morgana gave deep thanks to the Great God who had spoken to her heart and guided her.

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