22 Battle of the Weak (1)

The place was quiet. It was dark and the only source of light was the street lamps.

Three figures were examining the church from a safe distance. It was Kamijou, Saji and Koneko hiding from view.

It seems no one was arriving or entering but without a doubt, there was likely someone was inside.

When Kamijou asked Koneko, she said, "there was a fallen angel inside." In other words, entering from the front was not possible.

"Hey, look at this."

Kamijou pulled out an old map of the church and everyone looked at it. Saji tilted his head and looked at Kamijou as if he was confused.

"Hey man, where did you get this?"

"I have my means. If we want to invade the enemy's territory then this much is required, right?"

Indeed, It would be foolish to run into the unknown territory filled with enemies without any necessary preparations. It seems like Kamijou was planning on invading this place by himself if there was no other way.

Saji nodded his head and made a mental note not to underestimate Kamijou. Kamijou began to explain.

"From the layout, there is a sanctuary and there's also a dormitory. But the sanctuary looks suspicious."

Kamijou pointed to the sanctuary and frowned his brows slightly.

"So we can just ignore the dormitory?"

"That's right. That shitty priest said something about a ritual. They can't conduct in the dormitory. They would have to do it away from public eyes. There's probably a basement but the problem will be that the enemy will be guiding the entrance."

"Can't we use another entrance instead of going through the front door?"

Kamijou shook his head.

"No. There are no other entrances apart from the front entrance where the sanctuary is located behind."

"In other words..."

"Yes. We don't have the element of surprise."

Saji frowned. They could not enter through anywhere else apart from the front entrance. Meaning, they were playing right into the enemy hands.

But it can't be helped.

"Now then."

There was only one path forward. The path of overwhelming violence.

"Let's go."

Saji and Koneko nodded as they followed Kamijou. As they approached the church, an unknown feeling starting forming inside Kamijou's chest.

He recognised this feeling. It was a sign that something was going to happen. Even so, he could not stop now. He ignored that strange feeling and continued to move forward.

When they arrived at the front door, they silently opened the door and entered inside the sanctuary.

An altar and long chairs. It looked just like an ordinary sanctuary you could find anywehre. The candle lights and the interior lamps lit the surroundings. There was one odd detail though.

"?"

There was a statue infront without an head. It seems like someone had taken their time to sever the head. Kamijou literally had goosebumps.

To think someone could be so twisted and insane enough to do something like that.

"What's this? Guests? I wasn't expecting visitors. This is a honest surprise."

A voice was heard. It was a familiar voice for Kamijou. Then a white-haired priest in a black habit walked out from behind the pillar.

Once Kamijou saw that ugly face, his expression began to crumble into rage.

"You...!!"

"Haha! So you have come. Hahaha! I knew you would come. Isn't this a lovely reunion?"

The priest began to laugh like he has gone mad. His name was Freed. The name of the priest that captured Asia from Kamijou's hands.

"You know, it's rare to see the same face twice. I don't understand really. If you were a shitty devil, I would have killed you without question. The same applies to humans. Yet here you are, standing before me. I wonder, is this destiny? No, that's bullshit! I must have definitely fallen in love. Isn't that wonderful? Let me celebrate by killing you and devil buddies."

The priest seemed very happy and started to dance around.

"You said he was crazy but I didn't think it was this bad."

"Yeah. I'm even ashamed I lost to a bastard like that."

While the party were displaying their disgust, Freed pulled out a gun and a handle without a blade.

Voom!

In the next moment, the blade of light appeared. A sword on the right hand and a gun on the left hand. The stray priest was a rather difficult opponent. But unlike last time, Kamijou was not fighting alone.

"You came to rescue that sister, right? Really now, I don't understand why you would involve yourself with trash that can heal devils. Devils are the enemies, right? So why get involved with them? I don't get it."

"Where is she?"

"There is a hidden passage below the altar. If you move it and entered inside, you should be able to get to the ritual site."

The priest blundered out important information to the enemy as if it was nothing.

"Is that so? Why are you giving out information to the enemy? Are you confident enough to defeat all of us?"

"It's not important to me so I don't really care. But let's forget about those trival things."

Swoosh!

Kamijou had to forcefully deck to the side and the rest moved out of the way and found cover. It was because the shitty exorcist started shooting around with his gun like a mad man.

"Ha ha ha Ha ha ha Ha ha ha Ha ha ha Ha ha ha Ha ha ha! Die! Die! Die!"

Freed continued to shoot at them. Those bullets of light were very dangerous so they had to be avoided at all cost.

"Shit! We can't continue like this."

Kamijou clicked his tongue.

Only there was a way to change the situation to their advantage.

"Huh?"

That was when he noticed something strange.

Crack—

Koneko was lifting the pews that was several times greater than her own height.

"Get smashed."

Then she threw the pews with all her might at the priest. What frightening power that was. Kamijou thought if this was the same girl that he used to tease.

"Oh Wow! Take this!"

Freed danced and casually cut down the pews as if it was nothing. But the motive behind that attack wasn't just to smash him.

"Huh?"

A line wrapped the priest's hand holding the sword. When he looked towards the side, he noticed it came from Saji. The line came from the mouth of a deformed face on Saji's hand.

Was that his sacred gear? Kamijou thought.

"What the fuck is that ugly thing? Do you think this will be enou...??"

Freed stopped talking. It was because the blade of light was flickering as if it was about to turn off. After a while, the blade scattered in all directions.

Freed's eyes widened.

"W-What?! What is this? It went off?! No! My energy! It's being drained!"

"How do you like that, you son of a bitch? This is the power of my Sacred Gear, Black Dragon's Pulse."

"Impossible! The sacred gear of the Poison Dragon!"

I see. Kamijou finally understood. Saji's sacred gear hosted the soul of Vritra, one of the legendary dragon kings. He saw why Sona took him into her peerage.

Freed clicked his tongue and tried to shake off the line. But no matter how he tried, he couldn't shake it off. And what's worst, he felt more of his energy being drained.

"Tck! Damnit."

Freed forcefully jumped to the side and evaded Koneko who punched the ground where he was previously standing. Without a doubt if he got hit by that punch, he would have been smashed.

"Fuck! You shitty devils piss me off!"

Freed became really angry and tried to do something. It was no use though. Kamijou was rapidly approaching with great steps.

By the time Freed noticed, it was too late. Kamijou's right fist has already slammed into his nose.

Freed was pushed backwards by the punch. But that was not the end. An punch came flying from the side and slammed into his cheek. It was Koneko.

"Aiiik!!"

Freed's vision shook. But before he could even organise his thoughts, Kamijou came upon him with a right hock. Like this, Freed was being trashed around.

POW!

Koneko landed a hit.

POW!

This time, it was Kamijou.

POW!

Then Koneko again.

POW!

Then, Kamijou.

POW!

Koneko.

POW!

Kamijou.

POW!

Then Koneko.

It was a repeated cycle.

POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW!

The sound of fists meeting flesh echoed throughout the church.

Everytime one of them punched Freed's face, his vision would shake. It felt like his brain was bouncing round and round inside his head.

At some point, Saji joined in on the ass-whopping and starting kicking Freed who had already crumbled on the floor. He was feeling left out.

At the moment, Freed was getting assaulted from all directions without mercy. It was so one-sided that it looked like they were bullying him.

And it looked like they didn't have any intentions of stopping any time soon. Well, Koneko actually stopped. But Kamijou and Saji continued beating up Freed as if he stole their lunch money.

"..... P-Please! P-Please! I'm so S-Sorry!... Have Mercy...!"

Freed started to beg. Not just that, he also began to cry. However, this only had the opposite effect. It made Kamijou and Saji to become angry.

"Is he for real right now? Is this bastard really crying right now?"

"The nerve. Beat him up some more."

"Arrrghh! Someone help me."

It was pitiful. Really. If someone saw this scene, they will think Kamijou and Saji were the villains here. But they did not care. They continue to beat up Freed with even more intensity than before.

Meanwhile, Koneko watched everything silently. From her expression, it was impossible to know what she was thinking.

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What do you guys think about the ass-whopping Freed received? Was it enough? Or was more violence needed?

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