(Metropolis of Galrannor)

(The Slums- Madam Rose’s Brothel)

Claire gently stepped on a rooftop and regarded down on the metropolis under her ft.

The scent of sewage and filth stuffed the air.

Homeless women and men huddled collectively for heat and tried to keep away from the roaming gangsters that patrolled the world.

Loud cursing and the occasional sounds of preventing could possibly be heard coming from the gap.

Dozens or possibly lots of of golden threads flowed out of Claire’s physique and led in direction of completely different places.

Two magnificent translucent wings sprouted out from her again and her eyes have been glowing with a golden luster.

Claire tightened her grip on her longsword as she felt a rush of energy move by way of her veins.

It was in contrast to something that she had ever felt earlier than.

This energy… this energy… was extremely addicting.

There was a small voice inside her thoughts screaming that one thing was improper, however Claire ignored the noise.

Sinners wanted to be punished.

Claire jumped off the roof and landed on the bottom with a heavy thud.

She ignored the shocked expressions on the faces of those that noticed her look and headed in direction of a big one-story constructing.

A sickeningly candy scent of fragrance flowed out of the constructing whose partitions have been painted a brilliant pink color.

Guffawing women and men posed in entrance of the doorway of the constructing sporting skimpy lingerie units that hardly coated their our bodies.

“Excuse me… what are you doing right here?” a big man growled and tried to dam Claire’s path.

The holy knight stared at him for a second after which stepped ahead.

She gripped him by the throat after which flung his large physique to the facet with horrifying ease.

The safety guard crashed in opposition to a close-by wall, after which slid to the bottom whereas groaning in ache.

The prostitutes in entrance of the constructing screamed in terror however Claire handed them by with out touching them.

She was not right here to harm the harmless.

Solely her targets could be punished.

The golden thread that had led her to this place of carnal pleasure was linked to a person named Martin Bruno.

Claire assumed that he was additionally a member of the highly effective Bruno household however there was not a single hint of worry in her coronary heart.

The holy knight entered the constructing and located herself in a big open corridor with a raised platform within the heart of the room.

Unique dancers wriggled and twisted in opposition to poles whereas a crowd of expensively dressed women and men cheered them on.

Claire noticed a good-looking middle-aged man behind the room who was presently having fun with the providers of two scantily clad girls.

His face was contorted in pleasure, and he used his arms to softly rub the highest of their heads.

A couple of bodyguards stood silently a good distance away from him and have been always scanning the brothel for any sudden threats.

The holy knight’s determine blurred after which vanished from the spot.

She reappeared proper subsequent to Martin earlier than he might even react to her sudden presence.

Claire swung her sword and a burst of holy gentle erupted from the tip of her blade.

This beam of sunshine slammed into Martin’s chest and neatly bisected his physique in half. His corpse fell to the bottom and loud screams could possibly be heard.

The scantily clad girls who have been subsequent to his physique ran away in worry as they felt the shadow of demise loom over them.

“What have you ever achieved?!” a voice erupted in rage.

Claire tilted her head and noticed three closely armoured troopers dashing in direction of her.

They have been wearing a yellow and blue colored uniforms and the hatred of their eyes was clear to see.

One of many troopers swung his sword at Claire’s uncovered neck however the holy knight didn’t even flinch.

Crack!

The sword shattered in opposition to Claire’s flesh and a chilly expression appeared on her face. She knew that his assault wouldn’t have the ability to harm her.

The facility whispered to her… it stated that she couldn’t longer be harm by peculiar weapons.

It informed her that nothing might cease her…

Nothing.

“A… a tier one knight?!” one of many troopers gasped in shock.

“No… I’ve seen a tier one knight earlier than… what sort of monster are you?”

Their hatred quickly turned to worry as Claire’s inhuman eyes that shone brightly like a solar turned in direction of them.

Holy runes floated within the air above her physique and in that second, she appeared like an angel of demise despatched right down to forged judgement on the responsible.

Claire took one step ahead and the armoured troopers instantly dropped their weapons and fled.

Though they might have some loyalty to the Bruno household…

Loyalty meant nothing within the face of demise.

The environment contained in the brothel was utterly silent as neither the patrons nor the dancers dared to even transfer a single muscle.

“My identify is Claire Blanlyn, and I’m a holy paladin of the Varion Church. I’ve punished Martin Bruno for his crime of defiling a sacred place,” Claire coldly spoke.

“Those that commit evil within the temple of the Lord of Gentle shall be hunted down and killed below article nineteen of the Inquisitor Code.”

The wings on her again unfurled and the sounds of trumpets could possibly be heard coming from someplace past the void.

Claire touched one other golden thread and noticed a brand new location flash throughout her thoughts.

This time her goal was quick asleep in his mattress.

The room the place he slept was an expensive open area with a king-sized mattress and costly work that held on the partitions.

He was a thin man with a big, hooked nostril and two beady eyes that made him appear nearly like a rat.

His identify was Liam Morris, and he was one other consumer who had used the church to fulfill his sadistic want for torture and different sick wishes.

Claire’s brows furrowed and he or she felt a hint of disgust enter her coronary heart.

How might Father Simon forsake his vows and do such monstrous issues?

The holy knight might really feel her religion within the Varion Church slowly start to crumble away.

The Lord of Gentle had blessed humanity along with his energy to guard the weak and to make the world a greater place.

And this was how they repaid him…

Claire took one closing take a look at the corpse laying lifelessly at her ft after which walked out of the brothel with gradual, purposeful steps.

The golden threads linked to her physique was her calling.

Whereas it was not possible to totally eradicate evil from this world and possibly her actions would do extra hurt than good…

Claire was decided to see her activity out to the bitter finish.

Those that betrayed and sullied the identify of Lord Varion would pay the final word worth.

Tonight, was destined to be an evening of bloodshed.