Instant Messiah

And the day of the plan.

I watched the sun go down through the upstairs window of the church.

From the top of the priestly garment, in a chig-hugged outfit, feather-woven of the jacket that Mr. Gallon gave him.

I can see the people of the city evacuating in a hurry.

The sun sets.

Once upon a time, in the Spirit Faith's division, there seemed to be an interpretation that the Sun was the King of the Spirit and the Moon was the Queen.

In the end, things that don't exist on this earth can't be spirits, which seems to have become mainstream.

Lady Tia was laughing when she heard that.

... the sun is born every time it rises and dies every time it sets.

The moon is the other way around.

Every time the sun sets, it is born, and every time the sun rises, it is killed.

The sun and the moon continue to kill each other never-ending, I can't believe it.

I've thought about such a noise.

I also thought it was a nasty couple fight.

Humans and Demons.

Do we keep killing each other until one of us is gone?

A catchball of grudges and murders, where does it stop?

Humans?

Or the Demons?

... When I do, I wonder what a whipping ball is. [M]

Humans made it, thrown at demons, balls.

Nice, what's a ball?

I can't play alone.

Good toy.

When they play, their lifespan comes and breaks, and their seams come loose, they come out of the...

- Look, here we go, Nine. The beginning of your hell.

It was at the same time that Master Tia called me and Puria stepped down on the window frame.

By the time I realized it, the sun was already setting.

"Alice has issued a decree! In an hour, the demons will reach the city!

"Oh yeah... are you ready, Mr. Puria?

"Yeah!

"What about the gas plug?

"Akapa!

"What about the window?

"You shut it!

"Okay, do you want to go out"

"Ooh!

I'm not going back to this church.

Thanks for your help.

I'd look great if I could jump on Mr. Puria's shoulder here, but I don't know who's watching, and it's more convenient not to be known as a traitor on the human side.

So, as usual, I put Mr. Puria on my shoulder and walked out of the front door with dignity.

Only one, light a candle, throw it inside the house, then.

After a short walk, I heard an explosion coming from behind me. I feel the hot air stroking my back, and I hope this lightens my guard a little, what do you think?

Tung Tung, and he was cheeked with his mouth.

"... hey Nine"

"What? Let's get tense. It's a festival."

"Speaking of which, you, where did you do our clothes?

"What are you talking about by now? Aren't you burning a lot?

"Daaho! We only have one of those, what a mess!

"It's okay, Mr. Puria"

"What!?"

"You don't have to wear anything beautiful...... aka, painful, stop, sorry, sorry!

It was a fuss when I walked relaxed and went to the janitor's stuffing and storage room with Mr. Puria on board.

"Hello -... dude"

"Mm, you. We're busy right now, because the demons are headed this way. You should go back to church. We'll have to accept the refugees."

It was like one of the familiar guards was trying to jump out again because of it and geared it up.

"That's right, it looks like there's a guy who's plotting a fire scene thief in line with the mess of this demonic raid."

"What, to?

"Our church has also been attacked, and we have just escaped with our lives"

"Is it true...... oh shit, I can see the firehand up from here too! You idiots!

"I can't go back to any Taoist church, so I hope I can at least forgive the inmates I know..."

"Shit... but I'll leave it to the outside world..."

"It's pressing. You'll be anxious to see how you are. If we get busted here, even though we're in a hurry, we won't be able to get around to policing the whole city, will we? I wanted to talk to you for a second and make you feel better, yes."

"... right, we have to stop. If it's you, they'll listen to you calmly, please."

Seriously?

Are you sure?

Okay, I'll take care of it.

I'm sorry.

As I turn my back and see him rush out, I take the first step in a clear betrayal of humanity.

I went through the hallway, greeted some of the people I met along the way, and called out to the watchman that we were going to head outside the city, good luck.

Down the stairs and into the somewhat dim barn, the trick, the trick and the high noise are raised whenever the shoe taps the cobbles.

"Mr. Puria."

"Mmm."

As soon as I spoke, she took my heart.

She flies off her shoulder to pick up the keys from this facility, where there are fewer people.

... Then I guess I'll do it.

"Good evening, gentlemen. A little attention."

In a boneless compartment separated by an iron lattice and stone walls, I voiced myself with strength in my stomach.

"Am I...? What, you?"

"Come on, I thought we were done talking today."

"What, are you gonna tell me another horny story? You're welcome, hehe."

"I don't know, the guys up there, they're making a scene. Didn't something happen?

I kept on saying the words as I heard them rolling over and waking up my body in the first place.

"Actually, the demons are attacking. Maybe this city will fall."

It's a lie, though.

"Ha!?"

"Hey, are you serious!

"The city is in a mild mayhem right now. You're dead. You're dead."

"Heh, you're kidding! Get it out, damn it, get it out!

"Fine."

"... what? Ho, is that true!?"

We are all confused by the dangers and hopes that came down deliberately and suddenly.

"I intend to tell you about the pleasure of living through God's teachings. I thought you were dead and flowers bloom."

…………

"God preaches the raw dignity of man. Life should be fun. The people who are here have gone the wrong way once, but God will never abandon those who have heard God's word and reflected."

That's what I said, I looked around.

"Reflection, are you? From now on, honestly, we're going to live, right?

"Oh, hey, isn't that obvious, hey"

"Me, too. If the house was rich, I wouldn't have done it from the beginning."

"Oh, yeah, yeah. If my parents had made more money, we would have lived together!

You're not reflecting.

With the guts of the poor.

"Then let's promise. I give you the right to look up to the sky again. What happens then depends on your efforts… Do you understand what I'm saying?

"It's okay to entrust you. Get me out of here!

"Come on, the demon must be coming! It's a long story!

"... ok. Well, I'll unlock it now, but come quietly. If you're in this city on a boulder, you'll be caught right away. We'll sneak you to Indira by boat."

"Oh, my God, it's the end of the line."

"Whoa, okay, okay. So, hey."

"... Mr. Puria, the key"

…………

My sweet little bird dropped a bundle of keys in her mouth over the hand she offered in silence.

I went to finish off a few guards left in the facility.

Careful, and whispering as I left, how lovely it was to come pecking at my ears.

"… so do you want to go? Again, be quiet."

After joining Mr. Puria as well.

More honestly than I thought, the prisoners have arrived.

There seemed to be some heartfelt people fleeing the moment they went outside to steal and listen to the shitty conversation, but their liver might have shrunk when they saw the guard fall in bloody blood.

It's understandable that they have no place to go back to, they don't want to risk being fed to escape from the country.

Instead of that, I wouldn't do such a sweep otherwise.

Even me, I'm sure it's them.

In the end, we arrived safely in port through a crowd confused to evacuate by demonic raids.

"Hi, Captain. Nice to meet you this time."

"... I'm sure you'll keep your promise"

"Yeah, I'll see your daughter later."

I'll put you in the same eye.

Well, I don't even know if people who have bought and sold people like me can go to the same place as your daughter.

"Look, come in a row. Oh, there, we don't fight! Don't put your ass on before a pleasant sailing trip."

I just want to get ready and leave.

Alice, wearing a hood and hiding her fox ears, called out as she was loading the load with a body of caution itself, where the rush was exposed when there was a goal in front of her.

"... Nine, Dear. Please hurry. If you don't hurry, they'll notice, they'll notice."

"Yeah...... oh yeah, it doesn't have to be a tribute. I mean, it's weird from around here, so talk to me naturally."

"... but"

"Mr. Aroma's gonna find out, right?

"!... ok. You said you couldn't undo it."

"Of course. Then please contact Diabolo, Mr. Puria, as planned"

"Aye, when I leave it to you"

- Alice looks up at the man in front of her, talking amicably with Puria.

At the same time that I wanted to yell at you not to utter the name of Lord Aroma, my gratitude sprang up in response to your forgiveness for your cheerful demeanor.

You can find out what happened to you, but you want Aroma to know.

It's out of the question to tell this man that, apart from that, Alice still can't hide her confusion that her mind can't control herself.

Loyalty to Aroma is never gone.

But something that was made of this man in that forest... specifically, on the back of his hand... oh, I don't want to remember, anyway, because of the act, I went crazy.

I know it's not magic, but Elle must have done the same thing.

Has this man broken or robbed you of something important in you?

Or... have you been given something?

I am the eye and ear of the Aroma.

It's Lord Aroma's job to think, and I can't.

... Then if this self can remain faithful to Lord Aroma, let's at least keep an eye on this man.

Let's not leave anything suspicious behind.

One day, when this inexplicable technique or brainwashing is solved, I will be able to convey his nature, his dangers, and, if possible, his weaknesses to Aroma.

I am Alice Klux, a woman who gave her body and mind to Master Aroma.

Never, never lose it there.

... because you're going to love me, Master Nine?

Even if I betray you, you never abandon me, do you?

You know, it's a contract, right?

Right, Master Nine?

- And with the hope of the former prisoners, the ship left the port.

Nine gave them the right to look up into the sky as promised to give them a refreshing taste of the sea breeze.

They continue to experience an unprecedented sense of openness until just before they arrive at their destination.

So I didn't even notice the girl wearing the hood deep hanging a suspicious technique on the captain, on the steer, on the observer every now and then.

I kept believing that the rest of my life would surely be glorious until those who welcomed me (...) showed their faces.

- The demonic raids that took place in the capital of the State of Ista, Tiamaria, and the simultaneous major escape of the murderers, remained unclear and were communicated to the countries with shock.

Then, for a while, rumours were whispered to me that even though it overlapped several layers of tall sounds like an extinct demon, it sounded for days.

From this the case is commonly known as' Tiamaria's Whistle Blowing '.

That is the first footprint in which a human being, later called the 'Devil', appears in the history books.