The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

"It's okay, fortunately she's a vampire, so it's fine if she doesn't need to breathe..."

Elaine smiled wryly and replied softly.

Now she only hoped that everyone including herself would not make mistakes tomorrow, and that Serena's attention would be attracted by that prey.

Chapter 6 Camille's Scary Game

"Is it here?"

Camille swallowed nervously, and confirmed with the little nun leading the way again.

"Yes, Saintess Serena's residence is this small courtyard in front of her. We haven't seen her come out today, so she must be inside."

Camille nodded, and then asked earnestly:

"Can't you really inform me? I really don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to be her follower."

"I don't know them well, so it's useless to tell them?"

Serena showed a sly smile, and at the same time used her charm ability to instigate:

"Look, if you want to become a follower of the saint, you must show your strengths, right?"

"If you can suddenly appear in front of her without disturbing her, it must be a very beautiful appearance."

"Seeing that you are so outstanding, the Holy Maiden will definitely accept you with admiration!"

Camille instinctively felt that there must be something wrong, but after a feeling of trance came, she still nodded in a strange way.

"Go, I still have my own things to do, goodbye!"

After saying this, Serena left quickly.

Camille still wanted to ask something, but the aisles and corridors here were dense and complicated, and soon she couldn't see where the little red-haired nun ran, so she gritted her teeth and walked to the independent courtyard ahead.

It is said to be a small courtyard, which is compared with St. Salome Monastery, the largest women's monastery in the whole continent, which occupies the entire mountain.

In fact, this courtyard is also composed of several different small courtyards, a complex of more than twenty houses.

Climbing over the low courtyard wall is naturally not difficult for Camille, but when her feet just hit the ground, she instinctively felt uneasy.

'There... seems to be some kind of danger. '

This intuition is very different from Camille's rationality, but Camille can survive the cruel struggle of the mages until now, and it's not just because of his younger brother.

Her right hand instinctively held the hilt of the dagger, and her eyes quickly searched around.

'Let's go this way first. '

It's all here, and Camille doesn't want to just go back like this.

Following her intuition, she chose a path away from danger, followed a few steps along the path and entered an open courtyard door.

And just as she walked these few steps, the originally light morning mist suddenly thickened.

Then, a strange sound reached Camille's ears.

Camille was shocked, and hid in the flowers next to her according to her memory.

Then, he concentrated on listening.

As she listened, her face became serious.

That was the sound of some creature's body being torn apart.

Not only that, Camille could even swear that she heard the sound of bones being snapped.

Then, there was the sound of chewing, mixed with the sound of a small brittle bone being bitten off.

Camille didn't understand why there were ferocious animals in the small courtyard of the saint. Out of curiosity, she followed the sound and walked a few steps, and then came to an ordinary-looking house.

The door was closed, and Camille didn't want to disturb anyone. She carefully moved to the window, and then gently moved the wooden window panel.

'It's done. '

The window wasn't plugged in from the inside, so Camille easily opened a small gap.

Following this narrow gap, Camille looked inside and was immediately shocked.

Although the light was dim, it wasn't very clear, but there was a young nun dead on the spot inside, and a half-orc with beautiful silver-white hair was chewing on the nun's body!

'This, this - cannibalism? '

Camille knew that some half-orcs would eat human beings as food, and she had indeed heard about the deeds of the saint who influenced the half-orcs.

But the current situation doesn't look like being influenced no matter how you look at it?

Not only did this half-orc not do good deeds, but he ate nuns for breakfast in the monastery!

"Meow?"

And at this moment, the half-orc seemed to sense something, turned his head suspiciously, and looked towards the window.

Camille hurriedly ducked down to hide under the wall, and the last scene she saw out of the corner of her eye made her heart pound even more.

That half-orc had a blood-dripping human organ in its mouth, and on its raised paws were pieces of meat mixed with pieces of clothing!

Even if he didn't know what happened here, Camille felt that he might have come to the wrong place.

Without saying a word, she ran towards the gate of the courtyard in her memory as fast as she could.

…………

"Let's go."

Elaine breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this time, my task is not too heavy.

Although it is impossible for her to eat people, she can still pretend to be.

"Then can I get up?"

Moira, who was pretending to be a corpse, asked timidly.

Lying on the cold stone floor is not pleasant, especially when you are covered with cow blood and offal.

"Wait a little longer, in case she comes back later."

Elaine shook her head and continued to listen with her ears open.

As for Moira, she had no choice but to lie down, praying in her heart that this farce would end as soon as possible.

…………

'It's not right, it's not right at all. '

Camille swears that his memory is not wrong, and he must have retreated in the right direction.

But what appeared in front of her now was not the courtyard wall when she came in at all.

On the contrary, there is only a winding corridor in front, leading to a small three-story building.

Camille instinctively felt that the front was not a good place.

But thinking about the human tragedy that was happening behind him, Camille still felt that maybe the front could be safer.

And what she saw next seemed to confirm this conjecture.

The first floor of the small building looks like an ordinary living room.

Everything was peaceful except for some clanging in the kitchen.

And when Camille approached the kitchen cautiously, what she smelled was the smell of fried eggs and toasted bread.

She sneaked by the door and peeped in, only to see a slim figure in an apron busy in front of the stove.

Well, it's kind of weird to only be wearing an apron, but it's a lot more acceptable than the room just now, isn't it?

And just when Camille breathed a sigh of relief, the woman started talking to herself.

"Damn it, there are only bread and eggs again, what about fresh blood? They don't even give me fresh blood!"

"That wild cat was rewarded with enough blood for three days today. It's just me, nothing!"

Camille naturally didn't know how unlovable Meredith's expression was when she said these lines. She just quickly judged based on her own knowledge that the exhibitionist in front of her was probably a vampire.

'Damn it, this is actually the Devil's Den, isn't it? '

Just when Camille couldn't help complaining, Meredith's next line rang out.

"Oh? Did the master show mercy? What a delicious taste...it must be extremely delicious girl's blood!"

After hearing these words, Camille's hairs immediately stood on end.

Chapter 7 Camille's Scary Game

After all, he is a well-trained knight. Before Camille's brain gave an order, his body quickly contracted like a spring and then popped out violently.

The next second, a vampire woman wearing only an apron appeared in the corner where Camille had just been, holding a table knife.

Meredith didn't like Serena's game, but since she had to bow her head under the eaves, she had to cooperate with Serena to play it.

And in this whole thing, chasing down Camille may be the only happy moment for her-after all, someone is more unlucky than her.

Well, it is impossible for Meredith to admit that she asked for it all by herself. In order to balance her heart and prevent Serena from discovering the clues, she had to attribute all the mistakes to Camille.

A mere spy from the Mystic Alliance actually made my old lady suffer so much humiliation, it would be a panic if I didn't really take a few bites!

But when it really entered the hunt, Camille calmed down instead.

Isn't it a vampire?

Although this kind of undead creature is rare, there is no lack of relevant information in the Mystic Alliance.

Camille knew very well that without the cooperation of a mage, with a mere dagger, there was a high probability that he would not be able to defeat a vampire.

After all, this thing has great power and speed, and it will regenerate quickly, and it can kill her, a knight, by exchanging injuries for injuries.

And in the open area, she couldn't even run.

But in this indoor environment, Camille has a better chance of getting rid of this kind of thing.

Although Meredith acted quickly, Camille realized after a few seconds that the vampire mother was obviously scruples and did not want to destroy the utensils in the room.

And the pair of shoes with inexplicably high heels on the vampire mother's feet greatly restricted her speed.

Moreover, the table knife is not a suitable weapon after all, and it is impossible for such a short thing to cause damage to Camille through obstacles.

After some chasing, Camille even had an idea, lifted the vase that the vampire mother had been deliberately avoiding, and threw it at Meredith.

"My vase!"

Seeing the other party's rude behavior, Meredith directly gave up the goal of Camille, and devoted herself to protecting the beloved vase.

By the time she finally put the vase on the ground, Camille had already disappeared without a trace.

"Lucky for her... or bad luck for her?"

Meredith was a little unsure whether Camille's ending here would be considered a good one.

To be honest, if Camille flipped over here, Meredith would have just punched him and bit him twice.

After passing here, the risk she faces is even greater.

…………

Camille had no idea what Meredith was talking about.

All she knew was that she had finally escaped from the haunted house and came to another corridor.

At this time, she was quite sure that she had been exposed when she came in, and the subsequent mist and disorientation were all the effects of magic.

It's a good thing that the vampire mother didn't catch up, but the wide open door in front of her looks more and more like a big mouth that chooses someone to eat.

"Damn it, is this really the residence of the saint?"

Camille asked himself that he knew a little about the Church of St. Gillian. If half-orcs were still within the scope of protection of the church's rules, then vampires were truly at the top of the purification list.

Not to mention the residence of the saint, this kind of creature itself should not appear in the monastery of St. Salome!

But no matter how she recalled, she didn't feel that she was taken to other places.