The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

Carmelite didn't know where she got the courage from, she actually dared to point the muzzle of the firearm at the head of the Punishment Knight. In a hurry, the nun forgot her previous tact.

"I am touched by your concern for Index, but you have pointed the gun at the wrong person. I once took care of the saint for a year just like you, and today is the time for her to go to the next place." The Knight of Punishment chose to turn a blind eye to the nun's rude behavior. When it comes to caring about Index, the two women share the same heart.

The nun took back her musket and demanded an explanation from the Punishment Knight as to why the church leaders had not issued an order, just like when the Saint came, and suddenly appeared in the church of the North Sea branch.

Is there no chance to say goodbye today? The little angel was about to leave him, which made Carmelo a little bit difficult to accept, and he couldn't bear to be separated from the girl.

The Knight of Punishment held Index in his arms. There was no expression of pain on the saint's face. She was like a baby sleeping soundly, and her sleep quality was very good.

The knight explained to the nun why a little girl less than fifteen years old could become the Saint of the Black Order. A Saint is not conferred casually. Her status is equal to that of an Exorcist Marshal, and sometimes her say is even greater than that of an Exorcist Marshal.

The reason why Index was chosen by the Pope is because this girl was born with an ability, the so-called complete memory ability. It is an innate talent and not a devil fruit ability, so she has to shoulder a heavy mission at a young age.

All the secrets of the Black Order are stored in the Saint's head. She is a walking treasure trove of knowledge within the order. Even the nun uniform she wears is tailor-made for Index.

The white nun's uniform with gold edges is engraved with the highest level of protection barrier of the Black Order. This nun's uniform is also called the mobile church. It is even stronger than the defense barrier of the North Sea branch. The disadvantage is that it is not easy to take off and makes it inconvenient for girls to move.

Index can remember everything and every scene that happened around her in a year, and she will keep it firmly in her mind and will not delete it. The church's research has shown that the human brain is filled with memories at some point.

The girl's brain is occupied by knowledge and secrets. Every year she must clear her memory regularly to make room for the next year. Complete memory ability is a double-edged sword.

Even if he didn't consider the interests of the Black Order, for Index's life safety, he had to clear the irrelevant memories. Carmelo turned pale after hearing this. Could it be that he was the only one who could keep the memories he shared with the girl?

"The Church High School has so many magical props, can't they help Index?" Carmelo clenched her fists. She was extremely angry now. Without power, a woman could do nothing.

"I've been through what you've experienced. I was Index's previous caretaker, and I asked the same question. In the end, I could only watch her and my memories being erased," the Punishment Knight said in a very depressing tone. She was forgotten by Index, and today she returned to the Saint again to erase her and another person's memories. It was another cycle and another torture.

The nun could only watch as the Punishment Knight carried Index away and watched the two of them pass through the defensive barrier of the North Sea branch. The little angel Index left her forever, and Carmelo was in great pain.

The beautiful memories that had taken a year to build had turned into a blade in the past month, cutting Carmelo's emotions one by one, causing the good intentions that the nun had worked so hard to build up to fall back into hell.

A few days after the saint was taken away, the dazed nun picked up cigarettes again and began to drink crazily to numb her brain. She didn't want to think about what happened after Index left, and once again fell into the quagmire of decadence.

One night in the second month after the Saint left, Carmelo, who was drunk and a little high, was ready to find a man to relieve her loneliness. No one expected that as she was walking, she heard a mysterious voice in her ears.

Following the guidance of the voice, Carmelo somehow entered the forbidden area of ​​the Exorcist Branch, where a large number of dangerous items were stored, all of which were brought back by successive exorcists.

To put it another way, objects contaminated by demons have a bewitching nature. Once obtained by ordinary humans, they will be used for evil and pose a threat to human society.

"How did I get to this damn place?" Carmelo recognized the surrounding scene. His brain, which was originally filled with alcohol, suddenly came to his senses and was frightened and stepped back.

Logically, the collection room should be heavily guarded. How did a drunk nun with a bottle of wine come in so brazenly? Where were the burly guards at the door?

The nun had slept with their captain before, and had heard the man bragging and gossiping afterwards. When she was guarding the collection room alone, she would always hear some strange noises, as if there were women chatting with him inside. Ordinary people did not dare to enter the collection room, and only the Exorcist Marshal could enter and exit normally.

Now Carmelo is no longer a noble person. She has now degenerated into a layman who is good at disguise. It has become commonplace for her to abandon her dignity and give up her faith in God in order to satisfy her own selfish desires.

After finally entering the collection room, Carmelo's greed was growing wildly. If she didn't become stronger, she would have to stay in the North Sea branch for the rest of her life. It was boring and dull here, and her best years had been wasted. She had to live for herself from now on.

In this mysterious and dangerous collection room, you may find a tool that can protect yourself. Even if it means using the power of the devil and betraying the gods you once believed in, you will do it as long as you can leave.

Carmelo began to wander around the collection room. The space inside was larger than she had imagined. There were all kinds of dangerous collections. These props were covered with glass covers and a layer of barrier seal was applied on them.

There was no name on each collection, and which one was great and which was not was entirely up to the subjective judgment of a woman like Carmelo. Passing by some blood-stained weapons and some strange flesh and blood, the nun stopped in front of a fruit.

"Is this a devil fruit?"

Although the major branches of the Black Cult are isolated from the outside world, news from the outside world is often received, and the Black Cult is no stranger to devil fruits.

Why hasn't this devil fruit been purified by the cult and become holy? Is there some unspeakable secret behind this?

After walking around the collection room, the nun was only interested in the devil fruit in front of her. The other collections were not suitable for women to eat. The unknown risks and curses of the other items were beyond the resistance of mortal bodies.

"I want this fruit, Acardo. I'll give you my first time. Take it tonight as compensation for me." Carmelo held up the white fruit in front of him with both hands, his eyes flashing with greed for power.