Helper teacher of magic girls' school

To the unilaterally interacted and dismayed citrie, it should be noted that Luu says.

"You, the devil's 'covenant' is signed by engraving his name into the other soul."

"Gugu"

The rue in front of me creates a strange atmosphere.

He didn't even take pride in being in an overwhelming advantage, and had a calm look.

Regrettably, Citrie has no choice but to roar.

A man named Lew is a vessel far beyond his imagination, a demon.

But it is inexplicable to Citrie.

Why does this earth give me so much power and knowledge?

Looking from the front at the complex facial expression of Citri, Luu says clearly.

"If your name is different than one word, then the Devil's covenant will not be made. Nor will the power of the contract be fully exerted"

"Fuck, fuck!

"Too bad I put a little hand on your name next to Fernan's real name."

"Stupid! Even I, the devil, can't do that! I can't believe you could do that like you gave me dirt..."

The covenant of the High Satan...... Rewrite the name inscribed on the human soul!

Only the vast universe itself can perform such a miracle, and only the Genesis God at the apex of it all.

Or only a 'fallen angel chief' said to have comparable power to the Genesis God...

That great... is the one who raises the light.

"You, at the Apostolic Minute of that one!

The citrie screamed, I noticed hah.

No way did you give me the dirt in front of me —— I wondered if Lew was merely an apostolic being.

He who raises the light...... has the same power as' that one '!?

"No way! No way! Ma'am!"

Citrie shook her head wide.

Over and over again.

That can't be right.

This human being is simply under protection.

There is absolutely no such thing as being beyond the Apostle.

The former Lord of the Citries, the Fallen Chief of Angels, must be connected to Judecca, the deepest lower realm of the Underworld.

"Smart! I'll kill you!

The toothed citrie moved its wings slightly.

The wings... move.

Shit!

I think.

A grin comes to mind.

I am no longer bound by that strange magic.

Bhasari!

When Citrie moved the giant Griffon wings that grew on her back, she soared and rose high in the skies of the other world.

Looking at the Lous, who look much smaller under his eyes, Citrie curses.

"You idiot! I'll kill you! I'll kill you with my wind magic, like dirt and dreamers. Wow!

The backbone of Citrie's magic lies in the wings of a giant griffon.

An awesome vortex of atmosphere rolling out of the wings chops the enemy up and wipes it out.

Earlier, I don't think about why the "storm" rolled out of the wings didn't work for the Lu et al. anymore.

Act before you even think about it.

Completely destroy the enemy in front of you.

The devil's instinct takes precedence over anything else.

Besides, Citrine was angry.

Enough to forget me in anger.

... I didn't care about the sacrificial Fernan or anything else.

Most important to the devil is pride.

The person who hurts his/her feelings… you can never forgive him/her for 'underground', which is not enough to take either.

And...

The last trump card to make Citrie strong has yet to be used.

"This is my created otherness, that is, my world! Everything's on my side."

Citrie is right.

Now the place where they are is a subspace created by the magic of Citrine.

Attacks, defenses, and everything else work in favor of Citrie.

"I'm not dead!

Citrie unleashes a storm of wings on the Lews.

The atmosphere swirls and goes wild.

Instead of being torn apart what is involved, it falls apart and does not retain the prototype.

Magic activated in a world where everything allies to Citri has multiplied its effects.

But!

Earlier phenomena were still happening as far as they were concerned.

And the storm was extinguished before it reached Lu and the others.

"Ugh, that's a lie!

Once again, Citrie even unleashed a major storm on the Lews.

But the same thing was only repeated.

and then.

"Uh-huh."

A voice that echoes directly into the soul of Citrie.

It is the laughter of a young woman.

"You! That voice!

"Hahahahaha! Such a tiny breeze, etc. is useless to me, useless, useless. '

The laughter echoes loudly.

There was tremendous anger in the cage, laughing out loud for fun.

Lord of laughing voices...... Citrie knows.

The mystery that my magic didn't work solves and goes.

"Why you!? Orience, King of the Air Realm!

Orience, King of the Air Realm......

King of the Air Realm (Orience) ruling the eastern direction.

He is the senior spiritual host of all weather and ruler of the Fairies of the Wind (Sylph).

Be agile and happy, but its character is temperamental and clearly mypace.

There is no way that the proud King of the Air Realm (Orience) would obey a human being like a soil.

In addition, it is inexplicable that Barbatos, the demon necessary as an intermediary, is not present here when calling the noble King of the Four Kingdoms.

And why are there spirits in my world?

The same goes for Lew and Moral, but they should have forged a strong bond.

There's no way you can come in here easily without permission.

Citrine was full of incomprehensible things.

The only thing I can say is the fact that it was the King of the Air Realm (Orience) that disabled the storm and there is a clear hostility towards me.

Once again, the voice of the King of the Air Realm (Orience) echoes in the city of wonder.

"Hmm! You filthy demon who scolds a woman! I use the magic of the wind. I want to chop myself up, but I can't help it if Lew wants to."

"Nah!?

At the same time that Citrie is amazed, oh my God!

The voice of a different woman sounded.

"Oh, King of the Air Realm (Oriens), I'm sorry! You're giving away the cure to your concubine, Straw."

"Hey, why?! Come on, even you! Aliton, the king of water!

Citrie also knew the Lord of the newly sounded voice.

Her name is Aliton, King of the Water Realm...

Advanced spirits dominating the northern direction.

He is the ruler of the water fairies Undine and others in the presence of managing every water transition.

It was also natural for Citrie to be surprised.

The noble King of the Four Kingdoms appeared both at once.

It's also taking sides with humans, trying to bury itself away.

And the tone of Aliton, the king of the water kingdom, also felt a clear animosity towards Citri.

"Shut up, bugs! Don't take my name lightly!

The voice of Aliton, the ringing king of the water kingdom.

Not in the slightest.

Like the King of the Air Realm (Oriens), there is tremendous anger caged.

"You did not just slander a woman like a slave, but, as the concubine Apostle Moral put it, you ruled the Dream Demon and disparaged it remarkably... so you will be rewarded accordingly!

The moment the voice of Aliton, the king of the water kingdom, sounded.

Doosu! Doosu! Dooshu! Whoa, whoa!

"Aghhh!!!

Beautiful dreamer under the patronage of Aliton, king of the water kingdom… The countless ice columns released from the morals were relentlessly piercing the citrie.