Maouyome

"Against,... the Demon King Agreement?

An unpleasant hunch passes the back of my brain for words I can't miss hearing.

Mr. Orolena's seemingly sorry gaze was returned to me when I stared unexpectedly.

"Me and my sister worked desperately to stop it, but I couldn't help it"

Allied forces of kingdoms by agreement against the Demon King. That was certainly some of the stories I heard from Mr Orolena.

Agreements to join forces with one another and fight with a number of forces in order to counter the demon king's army that attacked us.

... Why?

We don't have to know when Sunra invades, and the Demon King has no intention of attacking or anything in the world of men?

Even though I have dared to advance things to the benefit of peace so as not to irritate them...

"It's O'Hara, the archbishop. He raised his voice in high spirits that he was a traitor to the people, and he was going to crush Alistair by using the Kingdom Coalition by agreement against the Demon King."

"... Alistair!? What the hell!?

"'Alistair, resentful of the past kingdom coalition's demeanor, is about to join hands with the less demonic king of our cuteness and spread his hegemony over the world of the people'... so be it. Archbishop O'Hara uses, as his own gesture, a disturbing bunch of people called the 'Worker Bee (Calabrone)'. They asked me to find out about Alistair."

I find myself dazzled by what you say is too harsh.

Archbishop O'Hara. That's him... eh.

But no!

"That's not such a good place to say it! Alistair hasn't betrayed a man's world! An agreement with the Demon King to stop the fight!

"But the agreement against the Demon King has been passed. Hundreds of thousands of kingdom coalitions will be organized and Alistair..., ravaged"

"Oh, I don't know..."

Alistair is targeted by the Allied Kingdoms.

Because you tried to form a friendship with the Land of Demons?

I was just trying to stop fighting and put my hands together!

─ ─ I can't believe we broke a saying and made friends with the Demons.

Konohana Sakya's words linger in my ear.

That nasty monster did say that. That's what he said, and he was pointing a disgusting smile at me like he was out of his way.

─ ─ Alistair will be crushed.... I'm already in the way.

... this.

This is it!

Konohana Sakya is going to use the Kingdom Coalition to crush Alistair.... Because I'm sure not only Mr. Orolena, but his archbishop of O'Hara, too, may have received direct instructions from Konohanasakuya.

... what is, what is, what is, the divine.

I mean, I'm just using people who can't help themselves.

"There's no way I can forgive you for that."

Mr. Orolena's whine reaches me, frustrated by Konohana Sakya's unselfish ways.

"Alistair is an important place for me too.... you can't destroy that country where you met Fascias."

"... Mr. Orolena"

"We can't stop the flow any longer than the vote has passed. Now that this is happening, we really need enough power to stop the flow. I want to protect Alistair with this power."

I feel uncomfortable saying it as if it were penance.

Why do you seem to give up somewhere, even though you say it's to protect Alistair?

It seems like you're looking at something else with that look on your face that says you want to protect something important...

"No, no!

Returns a strong denial of Mr Orolena's words.

... No. I don't think so!

Maybe that's for real too, but Mr. Olorena must be thinking something different right now!

"... Refia,?

"Even if it stops you with that, it just leaves a big grudge later....... yeah. No, I'm not. Isn't Olorena even thinking about (...) right now?!?

Try to stick it on the wall and stare back at Mr. Orolena directly in the front. It is surely not only the fault of the mind that a slight wolf can be felt in its appearance captured in the sight.

"... if Alistair is important, please use an angel (...)

He seems resolute somewhere, and something is different.

... I know.

I know someone who had the same look.

I told him, too.

I told you not to use it for that reason.

I learned to be angry with Mr. Ledda.

Because I think it's absolutely wrong to use something important for that reason.

"If Alistair is an important place, please don't make it a reason for that! Don't use Alistair for your own death!

Mr. Olorena opens his eyes wide.

... Mr. Orolena already knows.

Mr. Olorena knows that he can't control the kagutschi himself.... Yes, I'm sure.

Konohana Sakya told me that.

That distorted monster told Mr. Orolena that, and I can see that he still enjoyed watching whether or not he would reach for the kagutschi himself.

"... please, please live. Stay alive and fight with us! Please!

Thoughts come to my mouth as a plea.

"I'm sorry. I can't do that anymore..."

"Holy shit!? Mr. Olorena!

"We can't turn back halfway. Even if it kills me, there's only one thing left to do.... Sorry."

Apologizing, Mr. Olorena gently stroked the cufflinks on his cuffs.

A blue-green cuff with a left cross crest.

"I've already got my former men in my hands. I can't say I couldn't have been caught, but with this hand of my own, I'm taking their lives.... I'm not the only one here to stop on my way..."

"No way! Mr. Olorena!

Clear walls that stick start to hold heat.

I can help if I can, but I'd like to pull Mr. Olorena out of this place and wake him up.

... It doesn't arrive.

Reaching out won't even happen.

"Mr. Olorena! Wait! No!"

The flat palm touching the wall is... burnable.

Recovery magic built unconsciously to restore the skin of the hand that started to burn down quickly, but it won't go away until it hurts.

Reach the wall despite the severe pain running flat on your hands.

Though the voices wither and scream,...... they do not reach.

"Mr. Olorena!

The unpleasant smell of meat burning on my nose.

In the thin membrane of the sphere that began to hold high temperatures, Mr. Orolena's demonic stone on his left chest emits light.

"Wait, please! No!"

A red flame erupted from the demonic stone, enveloping Mr. Orolena's entire body. The flames burn down the garment instantly and its surprisingly white skin is exposed.

In the midst of being eroded by the flames, Mr. Orolena smiles.

"... I'm sorry. Thank you, Mr. Refia."

A fiery flame winds a vortex and swallows the white body.

The fierce swirl of flames instantly turned Reiki's limb into a dark mass of charcoal.

It was a moment.

Soon after I felt any sentiment, I thought of my sister, and the masculine bearer who thought of the Holy City turned into a mass of charcoal, and even its wreckage was consumed by the momentum of the flames and crushed to pieces.

In a sphere that emits high heat, only the flames go wild.

"Olorena, come on, come on!

Though the voice shouted outrageously, I had already lost someone who was supposed to convey that thought.

The flame that swallowed Mr. Orolena adds momentum.

It takes in the bionucleus, and at the same time the lost magic equipment regains its power. A sphere covered with a thin membrane emitted a light similar to the glow of life.

The legacy of the old gods, Kagutschi.

It was also at that moment, when the weapon of destruction, spoken of in the age of mythology, awoke with its own will to destroy.