<h4>Chapter 151</h4>


    Beside the Gear River.


    “Pah! A few temrs wearing metal armor wanted to bring me back? Desireless, you’re still too naive, much more naive than when you’re ying Priest!”


    The inquisitor Cheryl was squatting atop the roof of an alchemic atelier and looking at the four lesiastical Temrs searching for her whereabouts on the bridge below.


    Hercent tone onlysted for a short while when she suddenly felt a burning pain from her shoulder. A deep purple symbol appeared on her shoulder.


    “Mark of Shadow?!” She recognized the symbol that appeared on her shoulder. At the same time, the four temrs immediately discovered her whereabouts and were running toward her.


    “Desireless, you damned dirty priest!”


    After shouting inint, Cheryl immediately leaped from the roof and into the side alley.


    The four temrs began to search through this area. But, Cheryl quickly escaped from the alley with her inhuman ability.


    Gradually, the pain disappeared from her shoulder. She climbed onto the roof of another alchemic atelier. She began to ponder where she should go next.


    But, after pondering for a bit, she felt extremely disappointed... She had gotten lost.


    The duty of the Holy Church’s Heresy Tribunal was to kill those rebellious and atrocious individuals detrimental to the Church. But, Cheryl felt that the Heresy Tribunal itself was an extremely atrocious organization.


    She had received inhuman powers from the church. But, that power was extremely unstable. She could lose control over that power at any moment.


    Because of that, the inquisitors must stay in the Holy City’s central district whenever they’re not out conducting missions.


    To the followers of the Holy Church, that was a matter of matchless honor. After all, the central district of the Holy City was the holynd closest to the gods.


    But, to Cheryl, it was akin to a cage. If it wasn’t for the fact that the Holy Church’s choir’s singing was able to bring relief to the side effect caused by her powers going out of control, she would’ve escaped from that damned ce over a hundred years ago.


    But, aftering to Nond, the situation changedpletely.


    Cheryl took out a pitch-ck originium crystal from her pocket. She poured her magic power into the originium crystal. Through that, she could faintly hear a singing voice being emitted from the originium crystal.


    Theforting singing voice rxed her impatient and unstable emotions. But, it only managed to calm her down slightly. If she didn’t find something that could spark joy for her, something that could shift her attention, the crazed mutterings would once again reverberate through her head.


    “The Weissenasche Theater is nearby. How about we go and watch ‘Beauty and the Demon?’”


    “How many times have we watched that now? Five or six? Sansa, you’re still not tired of watching it?”


    “I’m alright. Hyn, what about you?”


    Hiding atop the alchemic atelier, Cheryl’s attention was caught by a conversation. She looked down to the alchemic atelier and saw a familiar figure.


    “The subus from the Hearthstone Tavern...”


    Cheryl stared at the five girls standing before the alchemic atelier. Their mage gowns signified that they were all from the same magic academy. But, a subus had mingled itself among them.


    As an inquisitor, Cheryl had a duty to eliminate that ‘god’s enemy.’ But, Cheryl recognized that subus to be the only attendant in the Hearthstone Tavern.


    As for Nond’s Hearthstone Tavern, it was the only ce that could bring her ‘joy’ apart from the Holy City’s choir. No, not joy. It should be called ‘excitement’ instead.


    Through that game called ‘Hearthstone,’ she hadpletely forgotten those damned mutterings for the past two weeks.


    Cheryl watched the five girls from the roof. After they finished their short exchange, two of the girls decided to leave the group.


    Maybe I can return to the Hearthstone Tavern by following that subus?


    After pondering for a moment, Cheryl decided to follow the subus. But, she didn’t dare to get too close.


    A faint amount of aura of death was lingering around that subus. It seemed like some sort of undead creature was hovering around the subus.


    Following them, Cheryl walked past the Gear River. She hoped to be able to return to the Hearthstone Tavern with the subus’s guidance.


    Unfortunately, her hope amounted to nothing. They did not choose to return to the Hearthstone Tavern. Instead, they arrived at a theater, the Weissenasche Theater.


    “Why would a demon be interested in stage ys?!”


    Cheryl stood before the entrance of the Weissenasche Theater and watched the subus enter it. She was pondering whether to enter the theater after her.


    A stage y would take at least an hour or two to finish. If she was to spend that much time, she could just find anyone on the street to ask them where the Hearthstone Tavern was located at.


    But, the four temrs tracking her with the ‘Mark of Shadow’ rendered her choiceless.


    In order to avoid them, she had no choice but to hide herself in the Weissenasche Theater for the time being.


    The Weissenasche Theater was an exceptional hiding ce. People from all over the world filled the entire theater lounge. The spacious lounge actually appeared very congested.


    Cheryl walked past the crowd and arrived at a corner. There were benches for people to sit on located here. Luckily, Cheryl found a seat.


    Without hesitation, she sat down on the seat. She has been up all day dealing with the temrs trying to bring her back. No matter how outstanding of an inquisitor she might be, she was tired from all of it.


    “Young Miss, did you alsoe here to watch the new movie screening?”


    A voice sounded from beside Cheryl. She turned around and saw a familiar figure — the Chaos Demon Joshua. But, she was more fond of addressing him as the tavern owner.


    As an inquisitor, she had once epted the mission to assassinate Joshua. But, the reason why she epted the mission was not because of her loyalty to the Church. Instead, it was because she wanted to be able to hear the choir’s singing afterpleting the mission.


    Right now, Cheryl had found something far more fascinating than singing. Mission?


    To challenge aw Chaos Demon, one that might even be prepared, all alone was simply suicidal.


    “Movie?”


    Cheryl guessed that Joshua didn’t know her true identity. Because of that, she was able tomunicate with him calmly.


    She was able to faintly hear the mutterings appearing in her head. If she doesn’t find something that could spark joy, she might be faced with fatal dangers.


    At this moment, the audiences in the Weissenasche Theater suddenly eximed in surprise.


    The reason for that was because the poster for ‘Beauty and the Demon’ had disappeared all of a sudden. It was reced with a poster for ‘Léon: The Demon.’


    A poster of the demon hitman Léon and Mathilda, a little girl carrying a potted nt, walking on the street. In a short few seconds, that poster caught Cheryl’s attention and perked her interest.


    “Of course...”


    The crazed mutterings grew clearer by the second. Cheryl was forced to respond in a clear-cut manner.


    After all, it was not her first time being ‘tempted’ by that demon. Right now, she only hoped that the movie would be interesting enough.