The Saint of the Labyrinth Is Adored by Monsters~ Though I Was Exiled and Left to Die in the Forest of Abyss, I Offered Prayers to God and Before I Knew It, It Became a Sanctuary – Chapter 40

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟎: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥

《Momok Side》

Kyrie restored everything with the Holy Barrier, on the other hand. . . . . .

As for Momok, who had banished her. . . . . .

『What. . . . . .What’s going on?! Why am I in this form?!』

Momok remained in zombie form.

He was in a forest on the outskirts of the royal capital.

He was standing in a state where his body was rotting.

『I remember I was. . . . . .rampaging in the royal capital as a zombie. . . . . .』

He attacked the surrounding people, turning them into zombies one by one.

Along with a large number of zombies, he was ravaging the royal capital.

『Then Kyrie appeared. . . . . .』

『Momok. . . . . .』

『! Haslea!』

Haslea, who had also become a zombie, was there for some reason.

Her beauty was no more.

What was there was a lump of rotten flesh.

『I’m glad. . . . . .Momok. . . . . .There’s someone who understands me. . . . . .』

The rotten saint approached, tears streaming down her face.

But that was horrifying to see.

『S, Stay away, monster!!!!』

With a slap, Momok hit Haslea.

After looking puzzled, she looked at him and spoke.

『Calling me a monster is mean. . . . . .』

『Shut up! Look at your own face!』

There was a puddle where she had knelt.

Reflected in it was. . . . . .

An eye missing, skin festering, hair falling out. . . . . .a true monster.

『No, nooooo! This appearance. . . . . .I don’t want it! Nooooooooooooooooo!』

Haslea, having become a zombie, wailed in despair.

『Please! Change me back! Please!』

『. . . . . .I want to change back too.』

No one would want to stay in this zombie form.

They wanted to be human again. . . . . .

『That’s it! Let’s ask Kyrie! She can heal us!』

She had already recognized Kyrie’s power.

The miraculous power she couldn’t use herself.

Kyrie had shown them how to use it at will.

『That’s right. . . . . .We have no choice but to rely on Kyrie. . . . . .Let’s apologize』

『Yes. . . . . .』

Both of them remembered their time as zombies, though vaguely.

She grew wings of light and restored everything in the royal capital to its original state. . . . . .

Kyrie was truly a goddess.

『We were wrong. . . . . .She was a goddess.』

『Yes. . . . . .We really did something wrong. Let’s apologize. . . . . .and get her to fix it』

The two zombies said this as they left the forest. . . . . .

That’s when it happened.



The moment they stepped out of the forest and into the sunlight, intense pain shot through their bodies.

They collapsed, unable to move.

『It hurts so much!』

『What is it? What’s happening?!』

They writhed in agony.

They tried to flee from the spot.

But. . . . . .they couldn’t move.

『My leg’s fallen off, I can’t move!』

『It hurts! It hurts so much! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!』

The two zombies cried out.

They were. . . . . .crying for help.

To the royal capital, just a short walk away.

『『Help me! Kyrie-samaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!』』

But. . . . . .


Kyrie did not appear.

Even though they were crying out to her for salvation.

That’s when. . . . . .

“That’s only natural.”

『『Who’s there?!』』

Flap. . . . . .! A pair of white wings spread.

In front of them stood a beautiful boy with glowing wings.

Yes. . . . . .

『A, Angel. . . . . .?』

“If you want to call me that, then yes.”

A beautiful boy with long hair.

Red hair, and wings of light like Kyrie’s.

A black suit, an angel’s halo.

And a sword carried on his back.

“I am Michael.”

『Mi, Michael. . . . . .the one from the myths?』

“That’s right. I am God’s agent.”

The angel who introduced himself as Michael looked at Momok and the others with a gaze that seemed to pity their existence.

“You have been abandoned by God. That’s why the power of the 【God Candidate】 didn’t activate.”

『What, the God Candidate. . . . . .who is that?』

“That would be that sister you did something terrible to.”

『! Is, is it Kyrie. . . . . .?!』

Nodding, Michael confirms.

“That’s the God Candidate. She has passed the first trial.”

『The first. . . . . .trial?』

He says it as if there are a second, a third.

What is being tested in these trials?

“She not only turned the zombified citizens of the royal capital back into humans but also resurrected the dead. And she fixed broken buildings and purified the rotten land with the zombie’s decaying flesh. Impressive. Let’s give it 90 points.”

Smiling brightly, Michael grins.

“This is exciting. A new God will be born before long.”

Fluffing his wings, Michael prepares to leave.

『Wait, help us too!』

Michael had said it.

That Kyrie turned the zombified people back.

『We haven’t been turned back into humans yet!』

『That’s right! Turn us back! Turn us back!』

But Michael turns a cold eye on them.

“That’s impossible.”


“Because you are not humans who should be saved by God. You foul souls, you villains.”

With a contemptuous look, Michael says to the ugly flesh mass.

“God only helps those who believe in Him, the owners of virtuous souls. Filthy souls like yours are not worth God’s help. Therefore, God has decided to send you to the underworld.”

『The underworld. . . . . .?』

“It is the soul prison at the bottom of the earth. The souls of evil people who cannot be saved are trapped in the soul prison in the underworld and continue to suffer forever.”

In this world, all things are reincarnated.

But a soul that has fallen to the underworld can never be reincarnated and must continue to live as an immortal being forever.

“You will continue to regret your deeds in a dark, cold prison where no light reaches.”

Their flesh evaporates little by little.

Even the bones disappear. . . . . .and vanish.

Soon only the souls of Momok and Haslea remain.

Countless hands reach out from the ground to grab them.

『No! What is this?!』

“The underworld’s guardians have come to welcome you.”

The countless hands pull Momok and the others’ souls down to the bottom of the earth.

The two souls sink into the ground with a bubbling sound.

『No! Help me, Kyrie-sama!』

『Kyrie! It’s my fault! Please save me!』

Crying, the two shout in tears.

But their voices do not reach God. . . . . .nor the God Candidate, Kyrie.

“Farewell, filthy soul owners. Suffer forever in the underworld’s prison.”


. . . . . .Momok regretted deeply as he was cast down.

If only he hadn’t met such a stupid woman.

He wouldn’t have ended up like this. . . . . .

『I’m sorry Kyrie-sama! Save me! Just me!』

『What the hell! It’s your fault!』

. . . . . .Until the very end, they were uglily bickering.

Neither God nor the God Candidate could help them.

Eventually, the two souls completely disappear.

Watching this, Angel Michael says,

“Good people are saved, and evil people are judged. That’s the rule of this world.”

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