The isolated island nun with black eyes weeping blood, appearing almost deranged, had black mold spots climbing up her body, resembling a dying or already decaying living corpse.

Muddled magic power seeped from those black spots, billowing around her like mist, making the scenery beside her waver like a mirage.

The mist of magic sometimes condensed into twisted shadows, sometimes scattered into formless fears, transforming into indescribable things, like countless abstract paintings of horror and wailing overlapping.

Each image vanished in a flash, hard to discern, leaving an indescribable terror in the viewer's heart, shattering yet inescapable.

The more one stared at that magic mist, the deeper the fear, like falling into an endless nightmare abyss.

Let the dead dream of rebirth, let the living crave silence.

The Liberation Saintess was not affected by this horror, but solemnly raised her hands, clenching her fists.

Magic power, emanating from the same source but colder and fiercer, rose from her, causing her own brows to furrow, and the flow of magic was awkward and slow.

Seeing this, the corner of the isolated island nun's mouth slowly cracked open into a grim and twisted arc.

"A false resurrection, a delusional attachment—there's no future you want in reality, so let me bring you into a true dream."

A hoarse voice, like iron grinding stone, leaked from her lips, filled with endless malice that made one shiver.

"...Although I know this moment can't last long, even in the ugliest state, I won't give up struggling—I will liberate you from that nightmare."

Knowing the battle was unavoidable, the Liberation Saintess took a deep breath, the curse and dead spirit's magic power untwistered around her fists—something hard to imagine for a Saintess to possess.

"Please wait a moment."

Just as the conflict was about to erupt, the Hero's calm voice, like a clear spring, permeated the tense air.

"That nun over there, you can still be saved."

The tall divine statue's voice was as gentle as water, surprising the Liberation Saintess enough to turn around, even shocking the isolated island nun nearing demon transformation.

"Before giving up on treatment, why not try one more time?"

Despite not caring about the astonished looks from both, the Hero spoke earnestly.

"No matter how much pain you've been through until now, as long as you haven't committed an irreversible sin, life holds the value to continue.

"—I will help you."

[Hero's Persuasion (Charm 171, Dawn Battle Maiden D2+LV, Endless Sky's Holy Radiance+D1+LV)]

3d171+120=d171(126)+d171(55)+d171(35)+120=336

[Isolated Island Nun]

D531=d531(133)=133

In pursuit of relief, she knelt to the Great Demon, trampling on faith, betraying humankind, even plotting to destroy the Holy City...

Even if the isolated island nun's plan hadn't succeeded yet, just her actions and frenzied speech were enough for the Heresy Court to send her to the stake.

If you want to die, I'll fulfill that—normally, another self might shout this internally, but possibly influenced by the Star Spirit Transformation, the Hero felt no turmoil upon hearing the isolated island nun's words.

'I originally thought it was a Great Evil Demon, but it turned out to be a pitiful worm... Boring.'

Although the Hero couldn't empathize with the torment of the nightmare, she had severed the Great Demon's tentacles multiple times and witnessed more than one similar tragedy, somewhat understanding how unbearable that pain was.

The souls devoured by the nightmare, without exception, would shatter in despair.

Although the Pope could remain clear-headed even with a nearly necrotic soul, compared to that, the crumbling and surrendering isolated island nun seemed extremely weak, but it didn't mean her will was fragile.

It's known that even the Pope, under the protection of the Dusk Crystal and the tacit support of the Church, could barely hold the line, yet still had to imprison himself in the Cathedral.

And the nun before them was alone on a remote island, without support, resisting the nightmare's invasion.

Facing an enemy never before defeated, who could blame her for her defeat?

"The past's misery doesn't cleanse present sins, though I won't say you're innocent, at least, you still have a chance to turn back."

Under the Holy Light enveloping her entire being, the divine statue's words seemed like a judgment from heaven, transforming into undeniable natural law, causing those who heard to involuntarily feel compliance.

"I... can still be saved?"

The isolated island nun appeared bewildered, the twisted magic gradually calming, the black mist around her dissipating, and the blackened sclera beginning to return to normal.

Seeing this, the Liberation Saintess silently released her tightly clenched fists.

"That's right, only—"

1.5. Treatment must begin immediately

2.6. Treatment might be a bit rough

3.7. I need your cooperation

4.8. You might need to die once

9. Star's Dream

10. Great Success/Great Failure

D10=d10(7)=7

♛: I need your cooperation

"Only, I need your cooperation."

The divine statue carved with the Hero's visage, and slender figure, emitted an ethereal voice like a sermon, echoing slowly in the dimness of the Holy Tomb.

"Although as a Healer I can't handle everything alone, you should understand, no matter how exceptional medical skills are, if the patient is unwilling to cooperate, even the most brilliant doctor might not be able to cure the simplest ailment."

Upon hearing this, the isolated island nun showed struggling, her sclera filled with bloodshot veins, and a sound like a caged beast's heavy breathing escaped her throat.

Now that her identity was exposed, this was her last chance to erode the Liberation Saintess. Once abandoned, only the Church's judgment and the endless nightmare's torment awaited her.

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