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The Alexandria Empire was going through a period of slow agony, weakened by the repeated assaults of dimensional rifts and the civil war that threatened to break out at any moment between the legendary families and the imperial family. In this context of decay, the rise of Black Neon was not the result of chance, but of a strategy methodically deployed by Eleanor.

Not far from the Valerius duchy, a group of paladins stood back, watching a crowd of people enter the duchy. Their mission was to monitor the duchy. At first, they wanted to infiltrate the enclosure, but the orders from above were not to cause any commotion.

" Are we really going to stay here watching like this, captain ? " asked a young paladin.

" What do you want me to do about it ? The orders were clear ", replied the captain with an imposing appearance. " I am against it, but we have to face the facts : right now, getting the Church of Hortancia against us is in no way a good thing. "

" That is true, but... how can we let these poor people get indoctrinated ? " replied the young paladin.

" It is sad, but that is the reality of things ", said the captain in a sad voice.

...

*Valerius Duchy... Eastern Parish*

Scarlet Valerius stood upright. She wore a deep green dress with golden embroidery. The cut of her garment highlighted the diaphanous pallor of her skin and the elegant curve of her slender silhouette. Her short emerald green hair was dotted with jewels, but her gaze remained of a troubling clarity. An elderly man, his legs devoured by demonic gangrene, was dragged to her feet.

" I beg you... Saintess... have mercy ", murmured the old man in a hoarse voice.

Scarlet knelt without hesitation. Her fine and delicate fingers brushed the corrupted flesh. At that moment, dark green runes appeared on her wrists. They climbed up her forearms like living roots. The black substance gnawing at the man seemed to be sucked in by Scarlet’s pores. Her face tensed under the pain; a drop of sweat ran down her temple to disappear into her cleavage.

"The pain is the price of salvation," she murmured as the toxic mana mixed with her own essence.

Under the stunned eyes of the survivors, the old man’s wound closed, leaving new and healthy skin. A cry of stupor, then of joy, tore through the silence of the parish.

" She did it... she absorbed the evil ! " exclaimed a woman while throwing herself to her knees.

Scarlet straightened up. She felt the demonic mana boiling inside her. She raised her hands toward the crowd.

" Nostradamus has seen your pain. The time when the Seraphs asked you for sacrifices in exchange for eternal silence is over. Here, in the domain of Valerius, life is reclaiming its rights, because we no longer fear the truth ", she declared, her melodious voice carrying hope even to the most distant rows.

The people no longer saw in her a noble, but a messianic figure, leading the new Hortancia church, built on the sweat of the oppressed.

*Valerius Ducal Manor... Duke’s Office*

While Scarlet was healing bodies, inside the ducal manor, a secret meeting was taking place. Several nobles, tired of Emperor Leonard’s impotence and the corruption of the Holy Cathedral, had come in person. The Valerius duchy, once one of the pillars of the Empire, was now almost a state in its own right, due to its autonomy and the massive donations it received. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

" The Empire taxes us for a protection it no longer provides ", launched a young baron while striking the table with his fist. " My lands have been devastated by harpies while the paladins stayed in the capital to protect the interests of Her Holiness. "

" Loyalty is a currency that devalues when it is not reciprocal ", replied a rather skinny man. " Black Neon finances the reconstruction and Black Neon secures the trade routes. It even provides food thanks to its innovations. What do you have left from the Empire, apart from debts and useless prayers ? "

A noblewoman, dressed in expensive velvet that molded her wide hips, spoke in a hesitant tone.

" They say the Saintess uses a doubtful ability and if we are accused of heresy. "

" Heresy is the word used by the powerful to designate the truth that bothers them ", retorted Gunar, a cadre of Black Neon, which surprised the nobles who thought they were the only ones in the room. " Look at the streets of this duchy. Do you see heretics or do you see men and women who eat their fill ? "

He took a step forward.

" The Empire is sinking more and more. The Dantalion and the Pendragon are tearing each other apart for scraps of prestige while the demons are at our doors. The world of tomorrow belongs to those who have the courage to take what they desire. Join us, and your domains will be protected by Black Neon. Refuse, and you will end up crushed by the monsters or the tax collectors. "

The nobles exchanged glances. Black Neon’s economic base, based on the exploitation of Mithril and cooperation with the dark elves and the monopoly of food products for the elves, allowed it to corrupt even the firmest loyalties. The Valerius duchy had become a state within a state, a zone where the imperial banners were replaced by the red moon, symbol of Black Neon.

The Empire could well cry scandal: it no longer had the resources to intervene without risking defeat against the demons.

...

One week later...

The new church of Nostradamus was going to officially proclaim its existence in front of thousands of faithful. The great square of the eastern district was black with people.

Scarlet Valerius advanced to the edge of the platform. She wore a white gold tiara in the shape of thorns, symbol of her ability to absorb suffering. Her dress, slit on the side, allowed glimpses of the soft skin of her legs with each step. She embodied beauty and power, a contrast with the surrounding misery. The crowd fell silent instantly.

" The time of secrets is over ", began Scarlet, her voice amplified by sound artifacts. " The Holy Cathedral claims to be the only link with the divine, but where were their Seraphs when the demons were devouring your children ? Where was Raphael when the plague was spreading in your homes ? "

A murmur of anger rose from the assembly.

" Nostradamus has shown me the future. A future where humanity is no longer a toy for celestial powers. We are the masters of our destiny. And to prove my faith in this new era, I will make the grace of Nostradamus shine upon you ", she said while kneeling.

Suddenly, a green light burst from her body, spreading in circular waves across the entire square.

At that precise moment, everyone knelt, imploring Nostradamus to grant them his blessing.

" Long live the Saintess... "

" Long live the Saintess... "

" Praise be to Nostradamus! "