Yuusha, Aruiwa Bakemono to Yobareta Shoujo

Half a day passed since Pope Elena issued the decree of extermination of heresy.

The work of the Church Sergeant Unit, Timor, led by La Florencia, was daunting. In just over half a day, he held in captivity the face of extremists who were seen to be close to Ilgachev.

Ancient Ginseng executives of the Star Church, even the "Green Clothes" are no exception. The majority fought for fear and obeyed adults without resistance, but the end of the human path, bravely pulled out his sword, is tragic. After being certified heretically on the spot, his hands and feet were slapped and broken, and after being taken, he was severely tortured. It doesn't matter if you throw up information or not. Because death is the only possible verdict for heresy.

The number of persons detained during the half-day period on suspicion of heresy is approximately one thousand. The number immediately terminated as heresy is more than three hundred.

As a beginner in the manipulation against the Irgachev clan, it could be called a great success.

However, we missed the key Irgachev, and we had not yet been able to secure the star ball.

Report as Icona seeps through remorse on the top floor of the star tower, among the popes.

"As for the green clothes, I succeeded in seizing them all. Also, the general public's agitation is kept to a minimum. … However, Irgachev and his party, art owner Reken, cannot be held captive."

Ikona, who was ordered by Elena, immediately rushed to Ilgachev's mansion, but already stuffed shell. I didn't even see the star balls, which turned out to be a good way to get away with it. The same was true of Leken's mansion, which followed. Probably leaked information that a heretic interrogator was going to storm.

But this makes it clear. That's what Leken is doing with Irgachev.

Irgachev has two important points in his hand: the star ball and the great junction. Needless to say, if we don't hit our hands as soon as possible, something terrible will come of it.

"Icona, do you have any idea where he's going?

"Earlier, I heard from an insider who had me lurking under him. Looks like he was building a safe house in the lower basement labyrinth. We will move to a nearer hierarchy and chase it. You will no longer have a seat where he can escape. I was wondering if I could capture it for sure."

Just as this information was leaking, one of Irgachev's factions was lurking insiders. This is Ikona's arbitrary behavior. We anticipated that this would happen soon, and we had to strike our hands in advance. - Take a family of insiders hostage and force them.

"I'll leave it to you. Only Leken can capture them alive if he can. Let him throw up the place of the Great Junction Magic Book that he manages.... If this were the case, we should have put it under the control of the church. It was the origin of the mistake to shy away from the descendants of the meritorious."

The art family's monogamous art of junction. As long as there is a magic book with all of it, there is no need for Leken or anything else. But Elena was treated with the utmost respect by the descendants of the former meritorious man. That got on my back.

- Pope Elena intends to take this opportunity to crush the Art family.

Icona understood everything and lowered her head deeply.

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In the room where the brave man sleeps, a white whale appeared. When he enters through a window that was completely open, he gracefully spreads his wings with our face.

Matari, who was nursing, checks it sideways and drops his gaze on the bed again. Because I found out it was a raven that had been haunted by brave men before.

Wu watched the brave man silently, without making any particular noise.

A brave handmade piece of art, "Flying to Freedom," decorated on the window - a fat, watery chick. And a finely carved wooden whale figurine. Alongside a white whale to be pinched. Remembering the brave man when he was healthy and busy, Matari accidentally broke his mouth.

- The next moment, Wu raised his voice. He spoke human language with a voice like a lovely girl.

'You were quicker than I thought. I knew if I fought that way, this would happen sooner or later. But if that's the choice of the brave, I'll just see to it.'

"Ka, did the crow talk?

"I've waited three hundred years. It's nothing for a while. I'm getting tired of it, too, and now let's just say we die together. - 'Cause it's a rotten edge.'

When the crow finished saying so, he entered a wing-spreading and flying attitude.

"-Ma, wait!

Matari rushes to block it, but flies through his hands. He climbed out of the window and checked his torso, but the whale had already flown far above him. You'll never catch up with me again.

After about three swirls over the Extreme Pavilion, it eventually disappeared towards the direction of the sun.

When I sighed and sat down in my chair, one beautiful white wing was dancing fluffy. Eventually the wings landed on the brave man's left hand. The white wings land to cover and conceal the crest engraved on the brave man's left hand.

On the left hand side, there are two crests: a sword imprisoned in a chain and a white wing. It seemed as if the sword, imprisoned by its goose crossing, was manifesting the brave man of today.

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hierarchy with the lower basement labyrinth.

Icona and the Inquisitors, who entered to destroy heresy, were surrounded by countless demons.

According to the information brought, there should have been a single Irgachev party lurking in a hidden room in this hierarchy.

But what awaited us as we entered the hidden room was the relentless baptism of the demons. The first inquisitors were slaughtered.

The rest of the inquisitors are also in distress. From all sides of the room, demons of all sizes and sizes lined up and pushed. Not by the will of a demon, but by a move as if it were manipulated by someone.

The elite and organized interrogators quickly lined up and intercepted each passage under the decree of Icona.

- But the numbers are different. It's too different.

While killing one demon, reinforcements appear from far rear. Demon bodies that become stacking disorders are removed by the hands of the same demon, and newcomers continue to push. It wasn't very, but it wasn't something I could prevent.

The interrogators who were using the 'narrowness' of the aisle to intercept them are also gradually driven to the center of the room. Demons have novices even when worn out, but humans don't.

"Yi, Master Icona! I can't hold up any longer! Too many different numbers!!

A sad scream enters Icona's ear. Icona teething from humiliation, but calmly judging the war situation and giving what appears to be the best order.

"Got to stop, authorize the use of metastatic stones! I'll take care of the lord! Everyone withdraw immediately!

"But then, Master Icona!

"There is no other way. Once you withdraw, bring in reinforcements! La Florencia's input should be advanced to Master Elena! Come on, hurry up!

"Ri, I understand!

"Let's go! -" Scattered light "!

The Inquisitors raised a metastatic stone in the gap where Icona unleashed an eye-catching magic.

- But.

"Hey, why anything? The metastasis..."

"Look forward, you fool!

"- Huh?"

An ugly demon who has restored his eyesight - a troll stick - strikes directly at the head of the inquisitor who has shown a gap. The Inquisitor collapses as he sprinkles his brains. Despite his shortness of breath, his hands and feet were still cramped.

"Don't disturb me! He must be disabling the metastasis with some force! Don't break the circle, if you show any gaps, you'll be wiped out!

With a drink, Icona quickly chants her attack magic and releases it to the troll. Troll's face was skewered with sharp ice columns and desperate as he stood.

"But sooner or later -"

"You die for Master Elena, what are you afraid of! All fulfill their mission as heretical interrogators!! Remember our vows!

"I will kill heresy for Pope Elena and give my life for Pope Elena. Then our souls will be saved forever '.

When Icona celebrates, all the inquisitors recite. Inquisitors in a state of panic immediately regain their faith.

We all keep fighting until the last soldier, and we die. That is the role of the heretical inquisitor.

Each of them does their best to fight against a large group of demons. Wave the sword, cane, and pierce the spear. The strength that has destroyed so many heresies is not a decoration. Demon bodies pile up.

"You evil demon!!

"Troll has more than one! Never take the offense! Take his blow away!

Send the trolls that have been dancing to crush them and feed the steeplechase on the attack. I succeeded in letting it die, but a slight gap is formed in the circle. That's where the evil fairies cut in. Use the shield to push it back, but behind it is the troll giant again.

"Damn, there's no kiri!!

"- This, so far, I'll go first! E, Hail Elena!

One of the inquisitors, whose strength and strength have come to a limit, rushes into a group of demons.

"Don't break formation on your own! They're going in!!

Ikona and the others fought bravely, but beyond being human, the limits are bound to come. There are limits to morale, albeit high.

corner of the circle formation. The moment the little hole opened again, the demons collapsed into an avalanche at once. Unlike earlier, they were attacked simultaneously.

Then the earliest few human beings had no chance of winning. The only thing that's advantageous about a brawl is that it's a demon that overwhelmingly beats you in numbers.

He who is pecked all over his body by a mouse. He who hath an axe of haggling oak, and is made into two pieces of every shield. Some people are eaten up by worms while casting magic.

About two hundred elite Inquisitors of the Order devastated the avalanche like a depression.

- The last thing left behind is the heretical inquisitor, Ikona, the director.

Around himself, he puts a powerful ice junction and keeps no demons close. I couldn't use it earlier but it's different now because I can't distinguish between enemy allies. All enemies except yourself. Ironically, being alone eliminated the need to shy away.

(Even if you are alone, the task will be performed. Always, the opportunity must come!

There are barrages of ice columns around them, skewering demons. The demon who tried to overcome the junction damages the leg and loses the means of movement due to the effect of the junction. Icona drinks up the magic potion and punches in even more omnidirectional magic.

"Hit everything," Ice Needle "!

"Burn it down, 'Flame Bullet'"

The barrage of ice scattered by the Bulb of Icona was obstructed by the same number of rubble. It was Cardinal Ilgachev who emerged from the deep darkness.

The more I look at it differently than before, the more I find it offensive. Is this the power of the star ball that it's already finished?

Ilgachev smiles thinly and speaks in a dignified manner.

"It's Icona. How about it's time to take a look at it. My men are already dead and waiting for your arrival. And the insider who brought you the information."

"Divergent Ilgachev, I'll take that neck!!

"Stop wasting it. It's a waste of time."

"Take my strongest magic! -" Ice Storm "!!

Icona slammed her wand and unleashed the biggest blow infused with all her magic. The temperature in the room drops rapidly. Redeem your life force as a price for your lacking chanting time. You will definitely die or become an abolitionist.

(Even if it cost my life, I will only kill this heresy!! Death to Elena!

"……… stupid."

"Shut up, you heretic! Clearly be judged!

A mighty storm with ice debris rages indoors. Involved demons are torn apart and shot by ice debris, desperate with deafening screams.

But it doesn't work for Irgachev. It does not attract ice debris and is not even affected by strong winds.

I'm just standing around laughing. As if watching the aftermath.

To much difference in strength, Icona is stunned. Obviously not like the previous Ilgachev. There was no difference so far. Already an old body, albeit a cardinal who excels in witchcraft. Physical and spiritual decay should have appeared.

- Is this the power of Star Ball? Is the power of a star ball that condenses magic vegetables to the extreme so much?

"You're pathetic, Icona. That is the end of the wrong path for those to follow. With all that strength, an overly miserable end. If you resent it, resent dumb Elena, but good. I'll be right behind you."

"Play something! There's no mistake! Master Elena is always right! Glory to Master Elena!

"Well said. Only that loyalty is brilliant. Well, let me show you something interesting. It is a piece of the power of my star balls. The glow of the treasures dreamed of by the historical pope, burning to death in his eyes in particular, is good"

Ilgachev moves slowly, hoisting starballs from his nostalgia. The disastrous light increased the brilliance.

- In a moment, fluctuations abound with the impact, and the unfolding junction of Icona spreads without a trace.

Icona loses me to the fact that the bond was extinguished in an instant.

"Then, stupid. Wow, my kingdom is so easy..."

"A spell left and lost only in the inheritance. Taste it with it."

"Ugh, he said it was a lost spell!?

"" Ice Crystal ""

As Ilgachev shrugged, many blades of ice emerged from Icona's body. As if eating it from the inside out. The white ice blade is instantly dyed red and absorbs Icona's life.

Ilgachev unleashed more magic than Ikona unleashed with his life force.

When Icona, who collapsed on the spot, looked up, a huge mass of ice was floating.

"If I have a will, I'll tell your owner."

"Kill him, you heretic."

As Ilgachev snapped his fingers, the ice mass crushed Icona.

After a short time, the ice mass scratches off and only the meat mass that has not fastened the prototype is left behind.

"Elena. You seem to have misjudged me a little. I didn't expect this kind of coercive action. It wasn't supposed to be the kind of vessel you could make up your mind. … but here's the result"

Ilgachev steps abominably on Icona's carcass.

"Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh! I killed all my stupid little girl dogs. You think I'm broke? You fools! This great star ball can even manipulate demons. There are no enemies against me at the earliest!!

Ilgachev's belly and Leken show up. Behind it lies numerous demons.

"- Master Ilgachev."

"Start the plan. The foolish dogs are finished, and the wretched little girl is out of personnel. There is no longer one obstacle. My loyal servant Costa. Start purifying this city!!

"I'll take care of it. Everything stays with Lord Ilgachev."

Kneel respectfully, Costa. Then Leken moves in and out.

"It won't be long now about the Great Junction. After that, multiply by the commotion and follow your lead."

"Lord Leken. I am grateful to you. As for art, I will give back control as promised. Because I have to go further. Now that the star balls are complete, there's no use for such a filthy city."

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"The Star Church is guided in the right direction by my hand. By my hand, not Elena, etc. And by the power of the star balls, all kneel to me, the incarnation of the star god. - Finally. Finally, my time begins. The shining new era will be opened by this my hand!!

Ilgachev, clutching his star balls, let himself wave to fullness and just kept laughing.

Historical Cardinals, the completion of star balls that even the Pope could not exchange. That's what made it happen. This Ilgachev.

The star god dwelt in this body, and the magic that was fading easily surpassed the full height of the season. I feel death go away. It's not even a dream to be immortal as long as you have a star ball. It's just a stepping stone, such as the city of art. Use this magic to twist down nations and spread the glory of the Star Church throughout the continent. Spread the word about Ilgachev. Continental domination that no one could accomplish. This Ilgachev realizes that.

And Ilgachev becomes a god. It's not a dream story or anything. Star balls have the power to accomplish that.

Ilgachev's laughter, as if he was crazy, kept ringing forever and ever.