A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

Beatrice.

That's the name I was born with.

But she always felt that she didn't belong to this world... As for why... She herself didn't know, it was just her intuition...

Ordinary parents, ordinary childhood.

It was all she could remember having.

Until three years ago, when Beatrice, who had just turned fifteen, was chosen by the church and venerated as a saint, she still had no sense of the reality of this world.

The Papal State of Marey is a magical place, where a sacred atmosphere seems to be everywhere.

Especially when she was chosen and walked into the Cathedral of Holy Light.

In a trance, it seemed that even the angels on the murals were singing for him.

His Holiness the Pope is a bloated man who sits on the throne. The excess fat causes his eyes to be narrowed into slits.

That day, the Pope and the bishops surrounded him, chanting incomprehensible spells and sprinkling something called holy water. Large pairs of dry hands pressed on his shoulders one after another, making him feel very uncomfortable.

In short, the consecration ceremony ended in a muddle and in a hurry.

The ordinary village girl Beatrice suddenly transformed herself into the saint Beatrice who was admired by millions of people.

Regardless of what others think, Beatrice didn't feel any changes after becoming a saint. She just changed her clothes, was forced to learn complicated etiquette, attended large-scale events held by the church, met and communicated with various important people, shook hands endlessly, and listened to endless confessions...

Not only does eating well and living well bring many benefits to the family.

But I always feel that life is extremely boring, not as good as the days in the small mountain village.

The most important thing is that every day when he opens and closes his eyes, he can only see the nuns who serve him.

Those strange races I heard about when I was a kid, such as elves, orcs, and demons, I have never seen them before...

Why are only humans living in the Marley Papal State? Why can't we see any other races?

This question puzzled Beatrice for a long time.

One day, there was unusual chaos in the church.

Beatrice, who didn't understand the situation, was about to go out to check, but the door of her residence was suddenly thrown open.

A woman dressed in gorgeous armor and a white ribbon on her head walked in.

"Saint Beatrice, are you okay?"

"Ah? I... Of course I'm fine, I just woke up..."

"...There is a thug attacking outside the church. From now on, I will serve as the Saint's guard until the alarm is lifted."

"...Um...I'll leave it to you then?"

"The duty lies."

That day, the two of them stayed in the room almost the entire time.

With nothing to do, Beatrice tried to chat with the woman.

"Sister, what's your name?"

"Lady Saint, I am Isabella Menethil. You can just call me by my name."

"Ah... So you are the Chief Paladin they were talking about?"

"I don't deserve it. I am just a waiter serving the Holy Light."

"Although it may be a little offensive, sister... Lord Menethil, why did you tie your eyes? Could it be..."

"I am not blind..."

Isabella simply replied briefly, clearly not wanting to continue the subject.

"Oh......"

After learning that Isabella was actually the legendary paladin, Beatrice was visibly a little reserved.

I just called this girl "sister"... Did I make her angry?

There was silence for a long while.

Suddenly, without warning, Beatrice's right hand glowed red.

"Ah! What is this?"

Beatrice couldn't help but scream.

"This means that the Saint Lady has awakened."

Isabella acted as if she was not surprised, although Beatrice doubted whether her ribbon-wrapped eyes really saw the red light...

"Awakening? Does that mean... I am also a professional?"

"Exactly."

Beatrice looked down at the pattern that was gradually taking shape in the red light, her heart filled with anticipation.

Having seen several adventurers since childhood, and having heard of many powerful and well-known people when she grew up, Beatrice was very happy that she could also join this group.

Isabella walked forward, half-knelt, reached out and held up Beatrice's right hand, as if she was observing it carefully.

"Everything is as the Holy Light wishes..."

"...What does this mean?"

"Lady Saint, you have truly lived up to your name and officially become the spokesperson for Holy Light—the 'Saint'..."

Beatrice still didn't understand. To become a saint, wasn't it already...

Before she could think about it, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes, her consciousness instantly drifted away, and she fell on the pillow that Isabella had already prepared.

......

When she regained consciousness, Beatrice only felt that she was standing naked in a pure white space. There was nothing in it.

"Is anyone there? Hello - is there..."

"You are here..."

An ethereal voice sounded, and under the shining light, an angel full of divinity and love appeared in the space.

"you are?"

Beatrice didn't know who the person in front of her was, but she instinctively felt that she exuded a unique aura.

"Before you is the incarnation of holy light, the wings of salvation, the goddess of light Heutia. Feel honored, my child."

"Lord God?!"

Beatrice, who had never seen the world, met the goddess in person for the first time. She was so frightened that she prostrated herself on the spot and worshiped the goddess.

"Well, get up."

The goddess was very pleased with Beatrice's piety... or more precisely, her awe, and signaled her to stop bowing.

"Ah...um, the goddess summoned me...what is it for?"

At this moment, Beatrice desperately recalled the various etiquettes she had learned every day, trying her best to leave a good impression on the goddess.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that after several epochs... another spokesperson of the Holy Light appeared before me. I couldn't help but feel something, so I summoned you to accept my blessing."

"Blessing? Me? No, no, no, how can this be possible... I am just an ordinary person... How can I be worthy of accepting the blessing of the goddess?"

The goddess chuckled:

"As expected... Holy Light has never chosen the wrong person... In this case, before you accept my blessing, I will give you a small gift."

After she finished speaking, the goddess waved her hand, and a strange energy was injected into Beatrice's brain.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts converged like a river.

Countless strange yet familiar memory fragments flash back.

It was a world full of war. The flames of fighting raged day and night. The earth was devastated and there were ruins everywhere.

In order to keep the world going, people are forced to wage endless wars one after another, using the souls of the dead as fuel for the survival of civilization.

A girl named Beatrice also travels between battlefields, saving the dying and the wounded, fighting against the laws of the world.

This kind of life-saving behavior is an outlier in that world. It is an anti-human and anti-civilization behavior.

Beatrice had no choice but to hide and secretly treat every injured person she met.

In her opinion, life should have the right to be saved, and no one should have the right to sacrifice themselves for the whole world.

In fact, when people were on the verge of death and were saved by Beatrice's miraculous medical skills, all they felt was gratitude towards her and resistance to the unfair laws of this world.

A resistance army was thus established silently.

As the spiritual leader of this resistance army, Beatrice was naturally revered as a "saint".

But it is similar to all "heretics" who go against the mainstream.

This resistance army was but a flash in the pan in the long history of this world.

In fact, even outliers like Beatrice are not uncommon.

Their endings were all the same...

all......

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"Heretical war criminal, Beatrice Hicali! You are now sentenced to death for 79 crimes including crimes against humanity, crimes against international law, and crimes against the will of the world. Your soul will be exiled forever after death and will not be reincarnated into the new world! Do you have any last words?"

"Jie...Jie Shi...Jie Shi..."

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