The capital of a kingdom that was destroyed long ago.
　Deep beneath the ruins is a single human being.

　That shouldn't be possible, but the silver-haired young man in front of me insists on it.
　I shrugged.

''I can't really trust the story, can I?

I'm not just an ordinary human being, you know. I'm a half-breed with the Devil. Just like the girl over there.

　Then the silver-haired figure looked at Filia.
　With a gasp, Filia trembled.

　The other adventurers buzzed.
　The fact that Filia is of demon blood is kept under wraps.

　Even though it's an open secret in the court, it's not something that the adventurers know about.
　Some of them might have noticed it, like Arte, but at least it wasn't a situation I was happy to be told about in a big way.

　I felt my face twitch.

'If your demon blood is strong enough, you'll have a harder time getting old, unlike normal humans. Especially as long as you're preying on the demon race, even more so.''

I guess that makes me immortal.

　The other man nodded at my question.

'Close enough. And I have ruled these ruins for two thousand years. My name is Saul. You've heard of me, haven't you?

　I shushed him.
　Speaking of Saul, he was one of the seven great apostles of the Imperial Church.

　He is a legendary open-minded saint who was blessed by the Holy Spirit.
　Saul spread the righteous teachings and then was persecuted and martyred by the ancient kingdom.

　The Imperial Church teaches this and makes Saul and the other seven apostles objects of veneration.

　Such a legendary person is right in front of me, and moreover, he is the guardian of these ruins.

　The person who called himself Saul said quietly, as if he could see through my inner thoughts.

You don't believe that I'm Saul, do you? Though some of the people behind you don't seem to be.

　When I turned around, the silent Creon, Arte and the others were looking at me without moving a single eyebrow.
　It seems that this is also a situation that Creon and the others had anticipated.

　It is true that the brave Pericles, who once failed to capture the city, wrote that he was "betrayed by God" in the Necropolis.

　If the enemy is a saint of the Imperial Church, it would be tempting to say that he was betrayed by God.
　But there are a lot of oddities.

　A saint who was supposed to have died two thousand years ago is still alive, and yet he is mixed with the devil.
　At least according to the current teachings of the Imperial Church, the devil was supposed to be a heresy to be persecuted.

'No wonder you don't believe it. Let me show you the proof that I am Saint Saul.

　His back began to glow at the same time as Saul's words.
　And pure white wings sprouted from his back.

'Come, Holy Spirit!'

　At the same time as Saul's words, the marble floor glowed white and a beautiful transparent sword was taken out of it.
　Saul grabbed the crystal sword in his right hand and pointed it at us.

　The adventurers gasped.

　Silver hair. The white wings that he has even though he is a man.
　And, above all, the crystal sword.

　They are all symbols of Saul, the saint depicted in the paintings.
　Above all, the fact that he summoned the Holy Spirit, the alter ego of God, was the definitive proof.

　A bright white light shone behind Saul, indicating that he had received the Holy Spirit's blessing.

'Well, gentlemen. Are you going to challenge God?

　I see.
　The reason why even legendary adventurers had been unable to capture the dead city of Necropolis for so long.
　I've figured it out.

　Most of the adventurers are followers of the Imperial Church.

　Fighting that saint would be something they would never have thought to do.

　In fact, when I looked around at the adventurers in the attack team, I saw hesitation and fear on their faces.
　The power of the Imperial State Church is not just pictured.

　Saint Sophia, the Church's chosen saint, is a sorceress with substandard power.
　Then Saul's ability to receive the blessing of the Holy Spirit directly is immeasurable.

　At that time, Arte advanced out.
　An unnatural smile is on Arte's face.

''It's just as we've been informed, the minions of the demon tribe have appeared. This silver-haired young man who has been misleading us is not Saint Saul. It's an imposter.

　Arte said without hesitation.