Saintess, This Scoundrel Is Truly Sincere About You

I, Mondori Dracula, Grand Marshal of the Demon King's Army, the only surviving progenitor of vampires, am currently undercover in the Holy See of the Church of Light.

After my three-timing finally blew up in my face, my crazed ex-girlfriends hunted me across the entire demon realm. With nowhere left to run, I had no choice but to assume the name Monica, disguise myself as a novice nun, and go undercover on Church of Light territory to lie low.

I was hoping to spend my days hanging out with pretty girls, but one casual exorcism earned me a “miracle” in the eyes of the Church.

Even while holding back ninety percent of my power and taking it easy, I kept getting promoted ahead of schedule until I became the center of attention across the entire Church.

Since the whole Church praises my purity, piety, and compassion, and hopes I'll lead them to the true kingdom of heaven, then the saintly sisters, the haughty holy knight, the reserved noble girl, and even the flawless Saintess of legend should all, under the personal guidance of the vampire Mondori Dracula, arrive equally at the paradise made just for them.

Sister Lilian: “Dear Lady Monica, I beg you, can't you just love the few of us?”

Princess Molulu: “Dear Lady Mondori, I don't care that you're a vampire. I'll give you all my wealth and my honor. I wouldn't even mind giving you all my blood. I only long for your affection.”

Before the investiture ceremony, everyone was searching for Mondori. Meanwhile, she was curled up at the altar in the cathedral, sipping the wine offered to the gods and sighing.

“Hehehe, those ex-girlfriends of mine could never guess in a million years that the heartless woman they've searched for across the whole demon realm, Mondori Dracula, is about to become the Church of Light's head nun!”