Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

It was an unrecognizable place.

It's the wilderness. An endless earth, free of the smell of creatures, continues to be extended.

In the sky there is a ceiling, sometimes at extreme nights, underground closed in darkness, I guess.

Next door, there's Arcana.

Me and her both wore clothes.

I mean, is this a trail in God's dream?

"It's my dream, it's her dream. I am the trace god Liebalshned. The order of the traces that engrave all the records and memories of this world"

With the sounding voice, the wilderness ground rises.

That's a huge bookshelf enough to reach the ceiling.

An endless number of bookshelves appear in the endless wilderness.

If you noticed, there was one man standing in front of you.

He is a god with pure white books in his hands and strict clothes wrapped around him.

"I wait for the day to come, and at the end of this time, in the deepest part of the Riga Londrol, I keep sleeping. What is it, misfits, and the unnamed god Arcana?"

Arkana took a step forward and told Liebalschned.

"I want my lost memory and God's name back. It should be engraved in your order"

"Memory is pain, oblivion is salvation. I am the God who bears the pain of this world. The memories that I have restored will cause thee to suffer, and hurt."

"The sins I have committed are mine. If that's pain, I shouldn't have been healed. I want to carve my scars into this body again."

"This is where all memories and records reach. It's Arcana, God without a name now. Look into the abyss of memory. If you do not turn away from your eyes, and truly wish, you will be able to regain your memory."

Countless books fall from a vast number of bookshelves, without sound, that extend into the wilderness.

When it opens in space, the pages of the book are severed one after the other, like a paper blizzard, dancing in the wilderness sky.

Hundreds of billions and countless pages of books, I guess, are the memories and records of the world, their traces, that have gathered here.

One of them is the memory she seeks.

Gather your demon eyes on the countless pages where Arcana dances to the universe.

It was then.

I chopped my ear off, but the thunderbolt went off.

When the purple thunder falls innumerable, it shoots through the books that dance through the universe.

Countless pages began to burn.

The fire burns onto the bookshelf and instantly the world of dreams flames.

"Mmm..."

Liebalschned frowns in a bewildered manner.

Purple thunder hangs over his body again, too.

"The uninvited, the fools who worship the unscrupulous God, sleep and cast lightning on my body"

"Hmm. Traces. Were you watching God's distracting gap?"

This purple power magic does not belong to Aegis, nor to Kaihilam.

I thought it wouldn't be just the two of us, but it still looks like you still had the Knights of Illusion.

"Wake up?

"No, I'll stop this fire. You look for memories as long as time permits."

"Let's do what you say"

Arcana drew a magic formation on my body.

"To the snow Shizuku, wake up from his dreams, he returns to the present (depression)"

A piece of snowflake falls on my cheek.

The moment, the wilderness disappeared from front of me.

In your arms, there is an unbridled arcana.

Countless purple electricity runs in the water, eroding traces of God.

I painted a magic formation, wrapped around the demon king's costume, twirling arcana with thin cloth.

As such, thunderbolts stare with the eye of ruin.

Did you turn it off at a glance about 30%? Quite the magic.

He keeps staring further at it and wipes out the purple electricity.

I was just finishing a rough sweep, and I looked around.

My eyes caught the shadow of a man lurking in the darkness like the deep sea.

"I found it. Who is it?"

Draw multiple magic formations and put your hands through them.

He grabbed the figure with the pale hands of Mori Luo Wan Palm (I Gneath).

Then I learned to resist on my left shoulder.

Invisible hands are making it all the more awkward.

Mori Luo Wan Palm (I Gneath)?

It's magic on the ground. Perhaps this guy is a demon, too.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you ram me here"

While I caught him, I went for the water and jumped up all at once.

Zavan makes a water noise and returns to the waterfall flowing room.

For a moment, those who were indoors turned their gaze towards me.

The situation was precisely in the middle of a riot between the two Four Evil Royals and my men.

"... who, dyste. I locked you in here..."

Angry whining leaks.

It's from Dyste's body, trapped in an ice cage.

The magic overflowing from the roots was bouncing.

Specific qualities that change personality as well as even its roots.

The man now is the true Four Evil Royal, the Cursed King Kaihilam.

"Right..."

A black claw gathered before his eyes and painted a magic formation.

"Forgive me..."

Hate overflows.

The momentum of the rising magic scattered the ice cage.

"I won't forgive you, you guys!!!

He put his hand in the magic formation, and what he took out was a disastrous bow.

"Hmm. Careful, Misha. That arrow keeps the cursed from targeting, Demon Bow Netheroauves. You're already cursed by the time you get your hands on Dyste."

Moment after moment, Aeges, who was confronted with Sasha, moved.

"No!!

Dihid Atem flashes and decides Sasha's abdomen.

She jumped away and reached out to Misha, healing the wound, wrapped in the flames of the.

"Misha."

"Mmm."

Connect half-circle magic formations drawn from each other.

"" ""

The two bodies melt and interact, returning to one.

The silver-haired girl Aisha pointed her demonic eye at Kaihilam the Curse King.

"I can disappear, but I can't!

With the fury of Kaihilam, an arrow is released from the demon bow Netheroauves.

For a moment, it had vanished from Aisha's sight and pierced her left chest.

"It's a reward for putting your hands on my dyste. Curse me."

The moment the cursed king said so, the arrow stabbed Aisha turned into ice and scattered in pieces.

"Unfortunately, you're a double-personality freak?

"Ice craftsman's arrows don't matter if you hit them"

Sasha and Misha say.

The moment the arrow stabbed him in the skin, he must have switched to a brittle ice maker in an instant.

Kaihilam, burning his hatred, peeled off his eyes and stared at the two.

When dyste gets involved, he's short tempered.

Now the conversation is decent.

"I'll put you down at once."

""

Aisha stares at Aegis and Kaihilam.

Its Eye of Wound breaks through their anti-magic and interferes with the Demon Bow and Spear.

"... all the time..."

"... it's a great demon's eye, not to mention..."

Dihidathem and Netheroauves instantly turn into ice crystals.

So that he might escape from his demonic eye, the underworld king and the cursed king fled.

"I won't let you get away with it."

"Same as long as you're in sight no matter how far away you are"

Magic into the Eye of Wounds as Aisha pursues, staring at the two.

At that time, the response that was grabbing me disappeared.

As Aisha blocked her sight, a giant purple lightning bolt poured out as she made a shitty noise.

"Just what I thought."

A light voice sounds.

It doesn't belong to Aegis, it doesn't belong to Kaihilam.

"That's the devil's eye."

I see a shadow in the center of purple electricity.

Pfft, when that purple thunder fogged, it was one good man there.

Purple hair and pale eyes. He wraps his coat around it.

I know.

I dreamed about it. That demon tribe you were talking to Arcana about.

He looked like a frigid man.

Did you say Celis?

"Long time no see, the god of disobedience, Genudunub. You seem to be reborn, do you remember me?

Aisha stares at him.

"I have no idea. Yikes!

But the man glanced back.

A pale eye turns into a demonic eye stained with purple.

"Doesn't work...?

"... it looks like Anos' demon eye (meh)...?

As surprised, Sasha and Misha squeal.

"That's a good point, Rebellion."

He smiled good-looking and said.

"His demon eyes look like mine. I'm Celis Voldigord. Simply put, yes, it's his father."

"Ho."

Out in front of Aisha, I sighted Selis with a demonic eye stained with purple (Kashimura) as well.

"That's your first ear."

Fluffy Sellis laughed and said so.

"You just forgot, Anos. Everything is the work of Militia, the Creator. She took my memory from you. And created false memories."

You just said Militia was the enemy.

"Hmm. Not unlikely, though. For what?

"I just said it, and I don't think you believe it. Otherwise, I would have appeared before you a long time ago and revealed everything."

I would say the most obvious, but not necessarily true.

"Don't fall for it. If you want to remind me of my memories, why did you try to destroy Trace God?

"Wait till your memory returns, and God will be able to get away with it."

Sellis raised his hand and drew a multiple magic formation there.

As soon as possible, the air turned into something heterogeneous.

The water, which was calm, ripples hard.

This is the beginning of time.

The accumulating water is a sign that every drop has been carved into the world.

The order had been severely distorted by the magic of Selis, who had not even activated it yet.

"How dare you? It's amazing magic."

"You should get out of there. You won't die, but you could get hurt."

Turning the Devil's Eye to me, Sellis said even as kindly.

"Go away."

Are you going to defy me?

"If you're my parent, it should be easy."

"Oh man, I can't hear you"

Multiple magic formations built before Celis turn into spheres.

And he put his hand around it, that's when.

aftermath of magic, the waters that were violently rippled were soaked, even the ripples were gone

Then the water becomes transparent, and then disappears.

with the immense magic that existed on this occasion.

"Apparently, it's your God's work. Looks like you woke up the gods."

All the while out of strength, Celis erases the spherical magic formation.

The tremor of the underground ruins stopped perfectly.

Turning around, Arcana stood there wrapped in thin cloth.

We ran out of water, and I guess we've surfaced this far.

"I let Lieberschneid get away with it. The demon clan will not be able to fight while sheltering something"

Hmm. Well, sure, it wasn't just Lieberschneid as it was, I had to protect the sleeping Arcana, too.

"Nothing, I didn't mind. Just the right hand."

"You can't be shackled. Because I am God."

I thought you'd say that.

"Did you remember?

Keep an eye on Arcana, even as you alert Sellis.

She gave a dark look.

"... I..."

Soon Arcana bites her lips.

So, squeeze it out, squeeze it out.

"... I couldn't remember..."

Hmm. Much obliged.

"What, I'm not so pessimistic. You gave priority to reaching out to others over your own wishes. That's the god I chose."

When Arcana dropped the thin cloth at Ston's feet, she drew a magic formation on herself and wrapped her usual clothes around it.

That's how I look at the celis in front of me.

The man grinned with an innocent face.

"Why don't we talk about it?

"Ho."

"I am the Knight Commander of the Knights of Illusion. Gadesiola is fighting the Divine Clan. You don't really think of the Divine Clan either. [M] Besides, I'm your father. We didn't seem to have a match this time, but there's no reason for us to fight in the first place."

with an uncontrolled look, he said.

"We should be able to hold hands together."

If we don't have to contend, we should never have crossed it.

If you look at him, don't think it's better for the world to destroy him here.

If you do a glance at Aisha, she's shaking her head small to the side.

"... invisible..."

It was Misha who shrugged.

Perhaps it means that the heart of Celis is as if it can't peek.

"Attempting dialogue over power against me is not a bad choice. There are a lot of fools out there who don't talk to you about exercising their powers."

"Really, there are a lot of bad guys in the world in trouble. I know very well. If we can, we've never gotten past it all in a discussion. Peace is best in the world."

He smiles like a good man.

"Yes, it is. But he's just a bad guy and all that cute stuff."

"Oh, why?

"The ugliest bastard comes looking like a good man."

"That's scary. I'll be careful, too."

No particular gesture of movement, just that's what he said.

"I'm not in a hurry for an answer. If you want to talk, you should come to Gaelahesta. I'll be there for a while. I'll be waiting for you between the thrones of Abelast Anzetta."

Celis draws the magic formation.

Next to it, the Underworld and the Cursed King lined up.

"Celis."

Shortly before they moved in, I said.

"Remember the liver. Whether you're my real father or not, if you're going to imitate a lick, you can't just do it."

When he responded to my warning with a smile, he moved away from the scene.