124 [2-58] Jee-Jee impact. (2/2)

However, the statue's movements were heavy.

”Quickly, quickly, clear the way!

”It's stuck. ...... This!　Isn't it rusty?

It seemed to have a groove and wheels to move it, but both the groove and wheels were rusted. There was a loophole, but it had never been used properly, and maintenance had been neglected.

Even if a loophole had been discovered, it would not have been easy to break in, but if we were to use it, we would be doomed.

The undead were slowly closing in, faster than the statue could move.

”They're coming, they're coming!

If we can get rid of them with this holy water ......

No, there's too many of them!

Oh, shit!

A man with a boiled egg head jumped out from the crowd of people pushing and shoving around the statue.

He kneels down in front of the altar and puts his hand on a large water bottle.

He then knocked the vase towards him.

The water poured down on his bald head, soaking his nightgown and spreading on the floor.

I'm okay now!

For a moment, everyone in the room was taken aback as the man declared with a look of accomplishment.

”What have you done to me?　You took my precious holy water!

An old man with a bent back raised his cane and attacked him.

”This won't save everyone anyway!　Only those who should be spared should be spared!　I made this .......

The wet rat man said arrogantly, but...

Catherine saw. I'm sure you're not the only one.

”Geez!

The boiled-egg-headed man staggered and fell down after being hit in the head.

Somehow he managed to get up, but bright red blood was pouring out of his head.

The vampires came at him with their arms outstretched and fangs bared, as if to say, ”We'll hold you,” but as expected, they would not be able to grapple with a person covered in holy water.

However, they had the intelligence to use tools for that purpose.

In the group of vampires, there were only a few individuals who were armed with common weapons such as fire sticks and long horns. They stepped forward and began to execute the man in holy water.

”No, wait!　You can't use a weapon!　No, no, no, no!

The screams of the man being mauled echoed intermittently, and even when things quieted down, the undead continued to beat him.

They seem to be determined to finish him off.

They don't seem to want to get close to the holy water-soaked man, so they stand back and stretch out their arms to hit him with the tip of their prey.

”Son of a b*tc*!

A young man who had lost his right arm at the elbow ran up to the altar and kicked it as hard as he could.

The altar was overturned, along with everything on top of it. With a loud clang, the remaining container of holy water was thrown into the air.

It inevitably fell on the bloodied man in front of the altar and the armed undead surrounding him, beating him.

”A......a......

”Aaaaahhh... ............

The undead collapsed, screaming like a tangled creak.

The part of the body that was covered with holy water turned white and crumbled, and the body that was hit by the holy water turned into a pile of white ashes that was completely wet.

The surrounding vampires backed away.

The vampires in the area backed away. ”I defeated them, but the ...... holy water ......

The man with the ship's arm lets out a bitter voice through clenched teeth.

With the holy water sprinkled, the vampires retreated, but I don't think they'll stay like this forever.

In fact, the retreating vampires have begun to regroup and gather near the wall, as if to bypass the holy water sprinkled in the center.

Quick, a way out!

It's too heavy!

More power!

The people moving the statue (probably all cursing the sloppy management of the loophole) were sliding it at a speed that would make it a good match for the slugs.

I don't know if I can make it in time.

”Hey, who can fight!

The ship's armed man chose a long piece of wood from the weapons dropped by the undead, and rolled it over the holy water on the floor. It may not look good, but it would make a holy weapon.

He held the long stick with his left hand, as if it were difficult to hold.

But no one answered his call.

The women don't think they're being told what to do. It's a man's job to fight. The servants and ladies tremble in a mass in the back corner of the chapel.

The children are frightened, all younger than Katherine by all accounts. I doubt they can do anything.

I don't know how to fight a demon!

Besides, we're the only ones who can open this loophole!

The male servants who stare at the statue of the god as if it were their father's vengeance are adamant in their refusal to fight.

They are not warriors and have no experience in fighting demons. They may be able to wield a weapon, but I doubt their guts will be able to keep up.

Even so, they were certainly the best force in the place, but they also needed workers to open the loophole.

I can't do it!

”Oh, I could do it if I were ten, twenty years younger!

Even the old retired men who had once wielded swords as knights shook their heads.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've.

Countless glowing red eyes are looking at us.

I don't know how many more minutes or seconds I need to open the loophole, but there's no way I can hold out.

Anyway, there is no weapon here that can keep those fangs away.

A spear might have changed the situation, but a self-defense knife or a fire poker dropped by a vampire would have been too dangerous. The best I could do was to use a piece of wood like a stick, and then I could throw things at him.

No.

Katherine jumped out of the way as if she had been thrown.

She grabbed the jacket of the corpse lying at the feet of the man holding the sacred horn.

”What are you ......

Katherine took the jacket from the man as if she were peeling it off. There is a lot of blood on it, but it's soaked with holy water that you can almost squeeze it out.

Taking up a small, light metal cauldron lying nearby, Katherine wrapped it in her jacket.

She then untied the belt she had worn over her clothes to equip the talisman, and tightened it to tie her jacket into a drawstring. The belt she had borrowed from her brother was so long that it wrapped around Katherine's waist twice over, but there was a point to its length now.

There was a story in a book I borrowed from my brother ...... about this.

A few vampires rushed towards Catherine, who was at the forefront of the operation.

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They knew something was wrong, and they were willing to step into the holy air themselves and fall down in order to get at Katherine.

Catherine...

She wrapped one end of her belt around her hand and swung her jacket around in a drawstring.

The cauldron inside was light but formed a shape for the blow, and the soaking wet clothes exerted considerable centrifugal force. Catherine was almost pulled out, but she held her ground.

The Morning Star-like cleave strike was aimed at the vampire.

The approaching vampires were blown away as white ashes, as if they had been a mass of ashes all along.

The power of a weapon that can be wielded by a child (Catherine) is negligible. However, the holy air from the holy water that soaked her jacket alone was fatal to the vampires that were closing in.

The adventurer who was grabbed by the vampires tried to escape from the vampires by ......

I'm sure you've heard of it.

Just the thought of herself standing in the black flames gave Catherine the courage to fight.