Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

[Ding, ding, ding—]

[The church bells ring, echoing in the air]

[This is a remote small town in France, a simple and unadorned rural place]

[There is only one church in this small town]

[Today, many people have gathered in front of the church]

[Puppeteers and magicians are holding a charity performance in the square, and the children in the town have all gathered around]

[Sitting in a café facing the square]

[You savor the rich coffee as you observe the harmonious scene before you]

"It's so peaceful~"

Moran took another sip of coffee.

He was dressed in a distinctive and holy priest's robe, perfectly blending into the street scene.

Indeed, he was twenty-four years old and a priest.

This was not his first time coming here for coffee.

[You were born into a Christian family]

[From birth, your talents led your parents to have high expectations for you; they believed you could inherit their legacy and create brilliance anew]

[Even the church held you in high regard]

[You displayed your talents throughout your youth, and while others thought you were immeasurable, it wouldn't be surprising if you became a cardinal in the future—]

[You did something astonishing]

[You did not follow the path set by your parents but chose to become a low-level agent of the church]

[Completely severing the possibility of rising to the higher echelons of the church]

[Agents have the highest priority on the battlefield and at the scene]

[As soldiers, they are granted certain rights and freedoms, the price being the deprivation of opportunities for advancement]

[However, even as an agent]

[You still joined the burial agency through your strength and achievements, becoming a member of this extralegal organization within the church]

[No one understood why you made this choice]

[And you didn't need to understand]

"According to my parents' arrangements in this life, becoming a cardinal is meaningless; the power struggles within the church are just as fierce as those in the Clock Tower.

Although agents have no real power, in some ways, having strength grants the greatest freedom."

Moran mused as he sipped his coffee.

He had chosen to join the church out of respect for his parents, who had given him life.

Moran himself had little interest in the church.

Naturally, he chose a position of freedom.

Two years ago, he submitted an application to the church and came to this remote town in France to take over the church.

Of course, Moran had his own purpose.

[You are aware that this small town will attract the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, and at least six Ancestors will gather here]

[The reason is that Roa is about to revive]

[He has invited the Twenty-Seven Ancestors to come here to hold a ceremony through his own arrangements]

[The purpose is to capture the True Ancestor Princess]

"Unfortunately, this simulation does not include my history as a True Ancestor; I wonder if Arcueid and Altrouge remember me…"

Moran revealed a complex expression.

He had gone through the church's records to search for past history.

He knew about the records concerning the True Ancestor clan.

However, he did not see any mention of the first lord of the city, nor did he find the name Moran Brunestud.

At that moment, he understood.

The sub-quest and the main quest did not have a direct connection; at least historically, they did not necessarily inherit.

Moran believed there must still be some connection.

That was why he had come to this small town.

"Besides the six Ancestors who will arrive, Arcueid will also come here to kill Roa. If I remember correctly, that silly girl ended up getting caught… I really have to worry about her all the time."

Moran had been thinking about this for two years.

Even though this simulation was separate from the last one, he still regarded Arcueid as one of his beloved ones.

"Moran, are you slacking off again?"

"Slacking off? Noel, that's not it. I'm observing the livelihood of the people. Only by immersing myself among the common folk can I truly understand their needs; otherwise, how can I guide my followers out of their confusion?"

Moran said with a serious tone.

Noel brought over a dessert on a tray.

[You arrived in the town two years ago]

[At that time, the first place you visited was this café, where you met the shopkeeper's daughter, Noel]

"Hmm, I'm already fourteen. Do you still see me as a little girl? The nuns have been complaining about working too much lately."

"Ha ha, the weather is really nice today."

Noel sighed helplessly, putting on a look that showed she had no way to deal with Moran.

[She has long since gotten used to your frequent visits to the café]

[Knowing that you basically read the Bible verbatim and are easygoing when it comes to attracting followers. You are completely an unserious priest, yet the people around you have an unexpectedly good impression of you]

[Every day, she brings you coffee]

[Engaging in simple, unnutritious conversations with you, she doesn't know why it makes her feel so happy]

[You patiently listen to and answer any of her worries and complaints, like a treasure trove that seems to have no bottom]

[Every word you say strikes a chord in her heart]

[Gradually, she begins to look forward to seeing you every day, wondering how to greet you each time]

[Eventually, she even starts to care about her appearance]

[In her eyes, you are a visitor from afar]

[The mysterious aura surrounding you makes her feel curious and a bit flustered]

[As she grows older]

[She gradually becomes aware of the feelings in her heart]

"Are you not going to the square to play?"

"Hmph, please don't treat me like a child. I'm not interested in those performances aimed at kids! Don't let my appearance fool you! I'm already fourteen this year!"

Noel pretended to be mature, patting her chest.

Unfortunately, her chest was as flat as a board.

Some things just are what they are.

"Sorry, it's my fault for not being courteous. Well, the Noel in front of me is indeed a mature young lady now."

"N-no… I don't blame you, Moran…"

Noel quickly turned red.

Although she emphasized that she was no longer a little girl, she was still quite easy to deal with emotionally.

Just being looked at by Moran made her so nervous that she covered her face with the tray.

"That dessert… is a gift from me to you…"

Noel said, her gaze wavering.

Her voice was so soft it was like the buzzing of a mosquito.

If it weren't for Moran's extraordinary hearing, he might not have caught what she said.

"Thank you, I've really been specially taken care of by you, Noel… As a priest, I should be the one helping others… By the way, Christmas is coming soon, and I have something to give you."

"What is it…?"

Noel's expression became slightly dazed.

She saw a cross pendant engraved with holy patterns.

It looked timeless and elegant.

The exquisite design and carved patterns of the cross were something that could only be found in a jewelry box, truly beautiful.

[The girl's heart undoubtedly trembled]

[Having never experienced a first love, Noel found it impossible to refuse such a gift]

[She accepted the present with a joyful expression]

"Look, Moran, doesn't it look beautiful on me~!"

Noel twirled her pink hair.

Paired with the gorgeous cross pendant, she looked as cute as a fairy from a story.

[The sacrificial ceremony is probably not far off]

[You, facing this girl you have spent two years with, cannot just watch her become a living sacrifice]

[The cross pendant contains baptism and blessings]

[Although the girl does not know the true meaning behind your actions, seeing her sweet smile— you feel that this cross pendant suits her perfectly]

"Moran, after you finish your coffee… do you have any plans? Are you going back to the church?"

"No, I'm going to visit Elesia's house. Recently, her parents' bakery has been frequently closed, and she contacted me yesterday, asking me to come and check on her. I'll be heading over soon."

Moran spoke in a calm tone.

This, however, washed away the sweetness in Noel's heart.

[She didn't blame you for anything]

[She simply didn't like the girl named Elesia]

[Noel rarely played outside]

[She developed a bit late and wasn't good at socializing]

[Elesia had beautiful short blue hair and a curvy figure, with a lively personality that was the opposite of Noel's]

[Many boys liked her]

[To be honest, Noel really disliked Elesia]

[She often saw Elesia happily chatting with you on the main street, clearly younger than her but with a much better figure]

[For Noel]

[You are the kindest person in this town to her]

[With her feelings of inferiority, Noel fears that Elesia will take you away from her]

[Noel feels uneasy]

[She originally wanted to invite you to a Christmas dinner, but the mention of Elesia made her feel timid]

"Noel, it's not very safe in town at night lately; you should avoid going out after dark… After all, you've grown into a graceful young lady, so you need to pay attention to your safety."

After finishing his coffee and dessert, Moran was about to leave.

[Noel stared at you intently]

[In the end, she decided she couldn't just give up]

[She invited you to her family's Christmas dinner, ostensibly to thank you for taking care of the café]

[In reality, she was extremely shy]

[After thinking for a moment, you gave your answer]

"Sure, that sounds good."

[You gave a positive response]

[Afterward, Noel joyfully retreated back into the café]

[Perhaps she didn't even realize how lucky she felt]

[This was a huge surprise for her]

"I'm at an age where I can't be cruel enough to directly refuse such a pure-hearted girl…"

Moran turned and walked down the main street of the town.

He was thinking about the ceremony that the Twenty-Seven Ancestors would hold in this city.

If all went well, it would be on Christmas Eve.

Noel's house was conveniently located in the center of the town.

At that time, whether to protect people or deal with enemies, he could act more conveniently.

[You head towards Elesia's house]

[On the way, you think about how to deal with Roa]

[In the last simulation, as a True Ancestor, you didn't give Roa any chance to reincarnate, killing him with a single strike of conceptualization]

[This time, the situation is different]

[In this sub-quest, Roa is already in the process of reincarnation, making it quite difficult to kill him completely]

[From the moment Elesia was born as a fetus]

[Roa's soul has taken root within her]

[While pondering a solution, you have already arrived at Elesia's home]

[Under the guidance of Elesia's parents]

[You come to her room]

[It feels quite abrupt, just like that you have arrived]

[Elesia is an ordinary twelve-year-old girl]

[Her parents run a regular bakery]

[However, one day after her twelfth birthday, an abnormal change quietly descended upon her]

[While playing with friends]

[She would inexplicably want to break the delicate necks of those around her]

[When seeing a beggar on the street]

[She would feel a strange joy at the thought of stabbing that malnourished belly]

[The impulsive feelings came without any warning or pattern]

[It was as if she might forget her own name]

[Covering her mouth with her hands to stifle the screams and the tears threatening to spill, she wanted to escape from the madness]

[Wanting to destroy everything she could]

[Her expression would twist with joy]

[The girl, educated in modern ways, did not believe in unscientific things]

[She mistakenly thought this situation was just a small destructive impulse that everyone experiences]

[This was undoubtedly wrong]

[She should have more faith in the divine, not fear her own nature, and should seek help immediately]

[Of course, the first place she thought of was the bakery]

[Where you always greeted her warmly]

[Perhaps she once thought about explaining it to you, but as she got closer, the urge to destroy within her overflowed uncontrollably.]

[The girl couldn't take a single step closer to the one she admired.]

[The growing intent to kill was terrifying.]

[It was as if another self existed within her, and such things were impossible to share with others.]

[Elesia locked herself in her room all day.]

[She prayed for the madness to end soon.]

[However, that sealed door suddenly opened, simply because someone stepped into this space.]

[The minuscule dissatisfaction.]

I[n an instant, it expanded to an infinite size.]

[Looking at her father, who wore a worried expression and wanted to talk to her, and her mother, who forced a smile through tears.]

[And the detestable priest— you.]

[With her weakened body, having not eaten for a long time, she lunged at her parents' throats, wanting to gulp down their blood.]

[The world collapsed.]

[God does not exist in the heavens.]