Maouyome

The magic formation is filled with the magic of Mr. Lefia.

Mr. Beradne controls, and I incorporate the magic sent by the magic team into the procedure.

Although I have tried to build a magic formation to apply the magic of "Blessings" even more extensively...

Impossible.

What!? What is it?

Later more and more magic will be sent in later.

Even as things stand, even though they already use a significant amount of magic, the amount they send in is more than the amount they use.... Too many!

I can't expand the surgical ceremony in time.

It expands and amplifies the magic technique it builds, while accommodating the increased amount of magic it sends in, but it will be missing from the expanded edge.

How much more!? Oh, shit!

I can't handle it at all!

"Gu!

Mr. Beradne's expression distorts into agony.

The capillaries on his epidermis were bouncing and his arms were dyed red because he was desperately pressing pressure from the magic formation.

I have a cold fear of a different sight.

... It's not normal. What is it? This.

Mr. Lefia continues to supply his magic with a blurry look.

He went into a trans state.

Everything was just like the first meeting.

Even though it was a hassle that worked.

Mr. Lefia's enclosed amount of magic was just, even, far from the level he had assumed.

He says that the maximum amount of magic contained in a person is related to the size of the vessel of that person's soul.

The vessel of the soul is determined at birth, and it is said that even if there is some expansion by training, it is almost impossible to change its size by its own will.

This is why the magnitude of the vessel of the soul, that is, the value of the maximum amount of magic power to be enclosed, is also used to measure the appropriateness of the wizard.

... I had somehow felt that Mr. Leffia had that aptitude, but no way, that's as far as it goes.

Until then, when I lived normally, the aptitude was recognized for something like this, which allowed me to blossom my magical talent. Although I do hear a lot about…, nevertheless, Mr. Lefia has enough to keep his collection out of common sense.

I still can't see the bottom, even though he says he's drawing all this magic out.

How far, … how far does it keep growing?

"Agoo! Huh!?

"Mr. Beradne!?

Lost the pressure from the magic formation, Mr. Beradne was bounced out of his standing position. Momentum to the interior pillar is well beaten from the back.

... You're lying. Why is there so much pressure to play each and every person?!?

"Akan when you come! Don't move from the spot! Magic runs wild!

"... Ha, ha!

Stop the body that almost ran over by accident.

Mr Beradne is right. Lost control of the magic is gaining momentum and swirling in the magic formation.

If I was moving inadvertently, I'd be swallowed up by that magic.... I was in a hurry to make a mistake.

Continue building desperately to reduce the overflowing magic a little bit.

I can't make it.

This is what I can do...

I felt more momentum on the fence and turned to my face, Mr. Lefia's body was wrapped in light.

Mr. Lefia's body fluttered in the light.

"Shh... My body is floating...?

The light swells further and fills the room.

The power,... flooded.

……

……

... Impossible.

I can't believe it!

This is impossible!?

The light swallowed me up and my vision stained a white monochrome.

My senses are intoxicated by the pressure difference in my magic powers. Both right and left, my eyes turn to the point where even the sensation of the upper and lower part becomes blurred.

It's a lie.

This is a lie!

I can't believe the magic power of each person can be so enormous.

This is never gonna happen!?

Two, someone's words pass the bewildered back of their brain.

"Is this really the child who was commissioned?

─ No.

"I hear the heirloom was so great."

'Is this what it is? It's something you can know. "

─ No. No. No!

"I did not know that I would deliberately choose this degree of person in a temple"

-No. I don't like it.

The whole body denies the answer that boils with certainty.

It's the haz that has lived in denial of it.

I've lived undefeated by those voices.

"The power to move the stars too"

What's in front of you now......

"The Power to Erase the Mountains"

Enough magic to cover all your sights......

I know in the calm part of my head.

But my body refused to understand it.

─ No. I don't like it. I don't like it!

Yeah, no. It was different...... It was different.

My uncle was hiding something then before he came to the Land of Demons.

He was hiding something from me.

... I was aware of that.

Has your uncle noticed since then?

So... I hid it.

"That person, can't believe I made a mistake!?

─ No. I don't like it. That's... I don't like it.

What was wrong was that... no.

It's not Mr. Lefia.

What was wrong was......

……

……

It's me.

"No, no, no, no, no!

I sat up without strength in my legs.

I can't stop trembling when I hold my body desperately.

... Scary. Scary. Scary.

... Somebody help me. Uncle!

It was a lie. It was all a lie!?

Then why am I...?

He was also separated from his family.

I have little memory of my birthplace.

I have endured hard training in a room surrounded by stone walls.

I've even been immersed in the role, even as I look sideways at the kids my age making it seem like they're having fun.

- I don't like it. I don't like that.

I can poke reality in front of me.

The power of a person's endless efforts. Soul vessels.

An unusual amount of magic like the sun.

The power to move the stars, to erase the mountains.

Son of the divine. The Virgin of the Gospel......

It's this girl.

Mr. Lefia is the real, evangelical Virgin.

Hold your body tight.

Tremors,...... I can't stop.

I was,... fake.

Mine, for 12 years... Shh...

Historical difference in magic power, even though there is a desire to deny it somewhere, but it is undeniable.

This is no match for how hard you worked.

This..., no enemies!

A thunderbolt strikes as if it tore the heavens apart.

"Hih!?

Consciousness was forced back into the real world.

White darkness pays off and sound and vision return.

"Son of a bitch! What the hell!

In a room filled with magic, a small figure came in.

I don't see it very well. Still blurry and visionary.

"If I cut the amplification path of magic, I'll cut it! If you amplify like this forever, Akane!

"... oh dear? Why are you here?"

"Anything and shit is awesome. I asked Kusuha to bring me here. This is where I thought I'd never come back.... Not at all.... Good luck with that. Is your body moving or something? Well, hey, mind your own business."

The little shadow looked softly awake as he rushed over to Mr. Beradne's side, who was falling.

... Oh, honey?

"The starting daughter,... you don't have to worry. Let's do our best. I'm going to disconnect the amplification path, and I'm going to use the open area as a magic pool to escape the excess pressure, and, yes, I can do that."

When Mr. Beradne returns to the magic formation and manipulates it as the person says, he can see that the magic that was flooding subsides.

... Awesome.

Accurate instructions quickly stabilized the magic path of the magic formation.

"Yes, we need to make sure that the magic path that fills the magic formation maintains the overall balance. If you get caught in the details of the route, the whole thing will faint. It'll be tough, but a little more patience."

"Oh, dear. Thanks........."

"... and then there's your daughter."

A little shadow approaches us.

The person Mr. Beradne called O.K. was a lot... small.

"... no. I don't like it. I don't like it. I don't like it."

Somewhere in the corner of my head I have myself to stay calm, but the only words that came out of my mouth were those of a wasting child.

I can't stop my body trembling, I can't help my ankles.

The shadow that approached me held me in his arms.

What? And not long after surprise, I gave myself up to its warmth and gentle fragrance.

"It's okay now. I'm fine, though. Good luck. Good luck with that."

Tightened, its nostalgic and gently stroking its head.

Every time I was stroked, I felt like I was feeling rough, and... my tears flooded me.

... me, I'm crying.

"I see a flood of magic, and I just lose track of myself, though. I'm fine. If you're okay, I'm fine. Slowly. Yeah, calm yourself down."

He felt young, but somewhere very gentle, comfortable and serene.

I can see a whimper leaking from my mouth I held down with both hands and some paralyzed emotion overflowing.

Consciousness and physical discrepancy overlap.

I was strongly made aware of how I was at the extreme of confusion.

It was only a few moments, but when you confirm me for getting myself back, you loosen the arms that were held together.

I felt so lonely that I was left alone that my cheeks were accompanied by small palms as if covering the marks of tears.

Face to face, he had eyes with a girl like a beautiful ivory worker.... Somewhere I might look like Mr. Bell Adne.

"It's Bel Adone's Oka-chan's shiki. Don't worry about it. Mr. Lai is ruining it.... It's okay, calm down, little by little, little by little."

"... Yes"

"Wonsha can tell. You've been working pretty hard on it. If you look, you'll see enough. Right now, O-sha's just losing sight of herself because she's drunk by interminable magic, and as long as she calms down, it's no problem. The hardships I've been piling up, I'll never betray you."

... hardship, don't betray?

"I'm like a user of lewd technique, but working out that much wasn't easy. Until now, she has stomped through the painful and tough things, but it is a hassle. Those days and the time they've stacked up, they're engraved in you."

"In me..."

"That's the real deal. No one else can do anything about it. Sure enough, you're the only one."

... the time I've been piling up.

This, 12 years of me.

... right. I've worked hard as a Virgin.

As long as it is, as long as it is.

Sure, though I wasn't the Virgin of the Gospel.

The gospel is not brought to all of the Virgin.

Rather, even though it's more of a hassle not to be.

What was depressing about this?

Am I not the only one who has questioned and denied me more than anyone else that I am the Virgin of the Gospel?

What affirms me is the time I've been cultivating. It's the training days I've been piling up.

Even now, I've lived proud of it with my chest stretched. From now on, that's a good haz.

I was losing myself to a flood of magic.

... it sure is.

You've lived thinking it doesn't matter if you ever had an gospel.

Who am I?

What am I?

"My name is Mariel Filiano El Refia. It's been a long time, but the 52nd generation Virgin. That's my name now."

"Yeah."

"Thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to calm down. … it's all right now"

That's right.

Even if Mr. Lefia was a true evangelical Virgin, the 52nd generation, the modern Virgin, is no different than me.

The amount of magic Mr. Leffia encloses is certainly uninterrupted, but Mr. Leffia still doesn't have enough skill or knowledge to build magic.

What I need now is the experience and skill I have accumulated as a Virgin.

In the future, if Mr. Lefia wishes to acquire skill and knowledge to become a Virgin, I may give up my role as Virgin to Mr. Lefia.

But that's not the time right now.

Then I'll only do what I have to do now.

As Mr Beradne's mother, Mr Shiki, watched, I rose again on my own feet and began building magic.

─ ─ Thank you.

I don't remember much anymore, but did my real mother do it, too, and give me up?

I want to see your mother...

Build 'Blessings' with prayer.

There is no mistake in seeing the amount of magic filled with magic.

Wide, wide, deep,... gently.

With all this magic, how big can a magic formation of 'Blessings' be?

However, I offer a deep prayer not to let the flow stare, not to defy the pressure of magic.

For all the lives that dwell in this land.

Bless you very much for your life.

Mariel Filiano El Refia.

In the name of the Virgin.