Chapter 268 Did he run away to buy milk again [Edited]

Sullivan was sure that he didn't like anything to do with church, but somehow, if he ever saw something that tarnished it, He would feel very upset and angry. 

If this wasn't a toxic relationship with the church, then he didn't know what was.  

Sullivan walked to the front door of the church. 

He hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering above the doorknob. He didn't know if it would burn him or not. He could only shake his head, amused by his own nonsensical thought.

"I am a Nephalem, Not some kind of demon."

Sullvian then opened the door and walked inside the church.

"It looked more lonely than I had thought."

The pews were empty, and the only sound was the soft echo of Sullivan's footsteps. He couldn't help but feel curious as to who would be the pastor of this church. 

As he made his way further into the church, Sullivan noticed a faint scent of incense lingering in the air. The stained glass windows cast colorful patterns on the wooden floors, adding a touch of serenity to the otherwise empty space.

He then saw someone walk in from the side entrance, dressed in a flowing black robe. The figure moved gracefully towards the altar, their presence filling the church with a sense of reverence and peace. 

Sullivan saw who had appeared and knew who it was instantly.

'Kotomine Kirei, The main antagonist of fate stay night, and the overseer of the fifth holy grail war.'

Kirei looked at Sullivan. He was curious as to why he had come to such a remote church at a time like this.

"Welcome to the church. I am the pastor, named Kotomine Kirei. How may I assist you today?" 

Kirei's voice was calm and cold, and his eyes were fixed on Sullivan with a hint of intrigue.

"I came here today because I wanted to read the Bible that was inside the church. I have heard that this church holds a vast collection of religious texts, and I was hoping to find some guidance and solace within its pages."

Sullivan explained, his voice calm and collected. 

"Is that so? Then please follow me."

Kirei replied, his voice softening slightly. 

"I will gladly show you to our library, where you can explore the vast collection of religious texts and find the guidance you seek." 

He gestured for Sullivan to follow him as he led the way towards the library, his eyes still holding that hint of intrigue. He really wanted to know what Sullivan wanted to find in the ancient text of the Bible. People don't care about those kinds of things anymore.

As they walked through the corridors, Kirei couldn't help but wonder what had sparked Sullivan's interest in religious texts. 

Perhaps there was more to this visitor than met the eye, and Kirei was intent on finding out. A query tinged his voice as he asked.

"May I inquire what specifically you are searching for in the Bible?"

"It's nothing much, maybe about Jesus Christ."

Sullivan didn't want to answer anything to him, as he was a villain in the show. Kirei's curiosity grew even stronger at Sullivan's evasive response. 

He couldn't shake the feeling that there was a hidden motive behind Sullivan's interest in the ancient texts. 

Determined to uncover the truth, Kirei decided to observe him secretly.

"This is the library. If you need something, please call for me."

Kirei spoke like he would let Sullivan read books by himself. However, Kirei made sure to keep a close eye on Sullivan. All of the acient texts that were inside this library weren't that valuable. but it might be useful for the other he might not know.

Sullivan just nodded at him and thanked him for his help.

'He will keep an eye on me for sure. I can feel it. I need to find a way to go inside the secret part of the library without his notice.'

Sullivan knew that Kirei's watchful eye would make it challenging to explore the secret part of the library. But who was he? He had many tricks up his sleeve, and as time went on, He could bring out the experience he needed from Salem's memories. 

When he could integrate Salem's memories with his completely.

That time would be when he became truly strong.

'Kage Bunshin No Jutsu!'

Sullivan created a shadow clone while his real body became invisible. His clone knew what he needed to do, so the transition was very smooth. 

With his clone in action, Sullivan stealthily maneuvered through the library, careful not to alert any potential security systems.

Kirei must use somekind of magecraft to lay trap everywhere in the church.

As he made his way towards the secret part of the library, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation. 

This was his chance to uncover knowledge about his bloodline.

"Is this the secret part of the library?" 

Sullivan whispered to himself, his heart pounding with anticipation. He scanned the shelves, hoping to find ancient texts or hidden scrolls that held the key to unlocking the secrets of his bloodline. The dim lighting and musty smell only added to the mysterious atmosphere.

As he carefully navigated through the labyrinth of bookshelves, Sullivan could feel something calling for him.

"That symbol, I felt like I saw it somewhere before."

It was a symbol of a five point star. Sullivan's mind raced as he tried to recall where he had seen the symbol before. 

Suddenly, He felt a great headache coming. The same symbol that was on the book showed up on his forehead. 

He felt pain, like when his bloodline awakened for the first time. Now he had experienced it. He could endure it more than before.

'I can't lose consciousness here!'

Sullivan desperately fought against the overwhelming pain, determined to stay conscious and figure out the significance of the symbol. 

As he struggled to keep his eyes open, a memory flashed in his mind - a fleeting image of a man smiled at him. He looked just like him, but older. He spoke something to him, but all he heard was gibberish.

The man, after he finished speaking, unfolded his black wing. His blood red eyes look at him warmly. He then flew away and disappeared into the horizon.

Sullivan's heart ached seeing him fly away. He knew that the man must be someone who could relate to him. Maybe his father? Did he run away to buy milk again?