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 86

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖𝟔: 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝

《Rotten Princess Side》

Holy Demon King Kyrie called the name of the monster that leads Rotten Princess. . . . . .Medusa.

“Why. . . . . .that name. . . . . .how do you know it?”

“Perhaps because I hugged you, suddenly memories flowed into me.”

“Memories. . . . . .”

Kyrie says, her face twisted in pain.

“You’ve been told terrible things, haven’t you? It must have been hard. But don’t worry, you’re not ugly at all.”

“Uh. . . . . .uhh. . . . . .”

Kyrie’s words sink into her heart.

All along, she was told that she was disgusting.

Medusa. That’s a snake-like monster.

A slimy surface, with a reptilian face.

Everyone called her ugly.

She was continually avoided.

Having evolved into a Demon King, she thought she had finally gained a beautiful appearance.

. . . . . .But now, everyone was afraid of Medusa and wouldn’t come near.

She was sad.

Yes. . . . . .what she really wanted. . . . . .

“What you really wanted was for someone to hug you like this.”

Kyrie smiled like a holy mother and hugged Medusa.

The pent-up emotions broke, and Medusa sobbed, tears flowing.

Warm. . . . . .

Kyrie’s body was so warm, and she felt comforted.

That’s right. . . . . .as she had said, I always wanted to be held like this by someone.

That was all I wanted.

I grew jealous, and over time, I came to hate everything except myself. . . . . .

But what she wished for was such a small desire.

“Hey, Miss Medusa. Won’t you come to the forest with me? There are many kind monsters there.”

Kyrie proposed, smiling.

If there’s a fellow understanding person like Kyrie, and her companions. . . . . .life might be quite enjoyable.

But. . . . . .

“It’s impossible.”

“Why?”

“Because. . . . . .I’m. . . . . .already. . . . . .dead. . . . . .”

As a sacrifice to summon this Ryomenskuna, Medusa had offered her own body.

If this god disappeared, she would also vanish from this world.

“It’s okay. I can make you be reborn.”

“Ca. . . . . .Can you really do that?”

“Yes, trust me. Will you. . . . . .entrust yourself to me?”

There’s no guarantee of success.

In the first place, there’s no way for the dead to be born again into this world.

But. . . . . .Kyrie’s straightforward eyes were unclouded.

She seemed to believe she could do it.

“. . . . . .Can you really do it?”

“Yes! There’s nothing impossible for Noir-sama!”

Noir. . . . . .?

Is it some kind of code word?

She didn’t understand, but Kyrie’s confidence was tremendous. Medusa had learned of her immense power firsthand.

To think she could do something like that

In that case. . . . . .it might be worth giving it a try and believing.

“Please. . . . . .Kyrie. . . . . .save me. . . . . .from this hell.”

Kyrie nodded, hugged Medusa, who was absorbed by Ryomenskuna. . . . . .

And prayed, her hands clasped behind her back.

“God. . . . . .please grant this child a new life.”

That’s when it happened.

Crack. . . . . .! Ryomenskuna began to shine.

The giant two-faced god was shrinking rapidly.

Kyrie returned to her original size. . . . . .

And Ryomenskuna was shrinking while shining brightly. . . . . .

Afterward, a beautiful woman was standing there.

With long purple hair and a voluptuous body.

Her skin was white and beautiful, as smooth as silk.

Her golden eyes were big, and her eyelids were double-folded.

“Well! How beautiful! Look, take a look.”

Kyrie, who had shrunk with her, took out a hand mirror from the pouch she usually wears.

“No way. . . . . .what. . . . . .this is. . . . . .me. . . . . .?”

There stood a woman, incredibly. . . . . .beautiful.

Who would call this appearance disgusting?

Her pupils are split vertically, and only that part looks snake-like, but otherwise, it’s a beautiful appearance with nothing to complain about.

The form that Medusa desired.

“I’m glad, Rotten Princess. . . . . . No, Miss Medusa.”

“Thank. . . . . . you. . . . . .thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Kyrieeeeeeeeeeeeee! Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

Medusa hugs Kyrie while crying loudly.

Kyrie seemed truly happy to have saved the heart of a Demon King, not a lost lamb.

“Thank you, God Noir.”

Kyrie offered a prayer to the god she believes in, who is always in her heart.


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