Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

The song was sounding.

The singing voice of the Divine Dragon is wooden in the Riga Londrol.

Suddenly the Pope leaks his words.

"... are you trying to say this...? The magic you improvised destroyed the world of God… i.e. the new wisdom you thought of yourself would prevail over the old wisdom of your forefathers…"

Laughing invincibly, I said.

"Did you think you were born in an instant because you improvised"

Golroana gave a bewildered look.

"The past is not stubborn. It's a stack of things. The backlog of the past made me take a new step, and < Nirvana Seven Step Conquest (Gilliam Naviem) > was born."

The earth of traces that can't be broken. The Pope could not ignore my words as I stomped on them.

"As long as you just keep praying, Liebalschned's power is just a trace, a relic of the past. I can't get to the right answer, deriving from the many answers my ancestors have piled up."

I say to Golroana, who listens silently.

"A world that does not admit mistakes, does not correct errors, and what is inseparable. Can you say that your thoughts have no boundaries when it comes to 1500 years of prayer?

The Pope bites his back teeth all the time.

"Remove your borders before you remove the heavenly lid."

Squeeze your right hand tightly and put magic into it.

"If you can't, let's destroy that god next."

"... I thought you said it was too late..."

Golroana gripped her right hand harder with her left hand and prayed wholeheartedly so as to squeeze the Alliance Pearl of Selection.

"While you were trampling the land of traces, Liebalschned had already finished the role. Now it's useless to destroy my God. The singing of the dragon goes up to heaven like this, and the dragon of God conceives the lid. The world is not separated, it is reborn. That's the last gospel," The Dragon Flatulence. "

With unwavering determination, Golroana stares at me.

"Your power is doomed to awesomeness. Therefore, it was too late. Whatever you destroy, you can't protect that lid."

"Hmm. Sure. You're right, if you try to destroy the Voice Magic Formation of the Dragon Flatulence (Behelom), the earth won't be enough."

It's good and the terrain changes dramatically.

If it's bad, the earth is devastated.

"If only I could do it."

I said, using Thought Communications (Leakes).

"Arcana, were you listening? It's not the earliest way to stop the Dragon Flatulence, but there's a way to protect it."

Arcana's voice returns.

'... what can I do?

"Use the sword of the Almighty, Levine Gilma, to make the earth a permanent and immutable earth. If Levine Gilma is on trial, it won't help."

Neither my attack nor < Bundled Collar Dream Realization (Nedneliaz) > made it through to Ahide, which became permanent. It will remove all sorts of magic that do harm.

'... Only those who have made covenants with me will Levine Gilma be permanently immutable. I can't make anything permanent but you......'

"Then I will destroy that reason."

Fly the magic gathered in your right hand upward.

It reached near the lid and drew a magic formation to where Arcana was.

"" Demon Castle Summon (Delzogate) "

From the depicted magic formation, black particles rise and there emerge the Demon King's Castle Delzogate.

It is Venuzdonoa, the sword of annihilation, that shines black at its main entrance.

"Fuse that demon sword with the Moon of Creation and turn it into a Levine Gilma. Try to change your appearance, you can change the subject permanently."

Arcana flies through the universe and moves to the Sword of Righteousness.

While confirming that, I did my gaze on Golroana.

"If you want to help me get my memories back, I don't mind keeping a trace of God alive, but how about that?

"… Now I ask you one thing…"

Let me have the inclusions, Golroana asks me.

"Which one do you want to know......?

"Hmm. Which, what do you mean?

Quiet, he said.

"Is that the memory of those Arcana has already reclaimed? Or is that the rest of your memory you haven't regained yet?

I listen to Golroana and recall how things were going in Arcana.

After all, was she watching something?

"She already found one end of her own memory in the dreams of a trace god, once she visited this regalondrol. Why do you think I haven't told you that, the selector?

I told him to ask, and Golroana went on to say the words.

"This is a trace. The fact brought about by God's order. If you were lying, give this life back to God."

Draw a magic formation of and he signs it.

And I made it clear.

"She is the god of betrayal and falsehood, the god of disobedience, Genudunub. Following that name, Arcana will betray you sooner or later. It could be this time now"

The effect of < contract (zect) > does work.

Golroana's alive, I mean, that's what I mean.

"With the power of the god of dreams, you intended to trace your memory. But that was just a lie, you didn't have a sister-in-law named Arcana. Everything is a bright red lie."

< Contract (Zect) > has not been broken, and Golroana is alive.

That dream was false, and that was the truth.

"Sure, she forgot her memories. But even remembering that I was a god of disobedience, I never revealed myself to you. I didn't tell you the truth, meaninglessly dreamed of you two again, trying to remain your sister. What the hell did you need to lie about?

One after the other, Golroana tells the truth.

"For what, have you been trying to be a false sister?

It was about to reveal one thing.

"Everything, at this moment, to betray you"

With a pious expression, the Pope said to teach the faithful.

"Think carefully, nonconformist. Can I really entrust my earthly destiny to that disobedient God what you want to protect? To that god of betrayal? Can you just say out loud that she won't sweep the ground?

At this time, the Pope would have waited.

I saw the past in the order of the traces, and I read through how I would come out.

To take time to think, to discuss, to pull a compromise out of me.

You can't win because you know it from the beginning.

He continued to play the dogma patiently and was after this one hand.

"Now let us swear to God that we will never take our lives to the people of the earth. That the border just disappears. If you have all that power, whether there is a border or not, isn't there a big difference?

That, indeed, is true.

If you're even alive, if you're not even doomed, you can try again as many times as you want.

Where the lid is gone and the place of life has changed, all the tragedies that have befallen you should be trampled down.

"But if we entrust everything to the hands of the rebellious God, many demons and humans may perish. Can you really believe in your God? If you don't believe in God, can you entrust this choice to her, who wasn't even your sister?

The Pope asks early in the arrow succession.

"Compromise. Make a concession. You told me not to stick to the past, but to you, to you and to your God, there was not even a past that had piled up. False memories, false dreams, such foam bonds can't even reach this 1500-year-old prayer"

Strictly told by the Pope, he looked up over his head.

The door of the Riga Londrol is open and the lid is visible in the distance.

"Go ahead, check with your God. I still have a respite for a while now until

Floating in the lid on the other side, turn your magic eye to Arcana.

If I went through the magic line, I could see her expression very well, too.

"… anos…………"

Same as then.

Just like when I woke up from the dreams of a trace god at Riga Londrol, Arcana groaned with a dark look.

"The dragon child is right. I was remembering. I am the god of disobedience, Genudunub. God of falsehood and betrayal, against order. Anos, take me... '

With a chewing lip, sinking expression, she nevertheless revealed.

"Never Believe"

It sounded sad, like tearing myself apart.

Pollows and tears spill, speechless from her mouth, voices leak.

But instead, he delivered his heart to me through the magic line.

- At that time, in the dreams of Mark God, I found my memory -

- What I remember is that I am the god of disobedience, Genuddunub -

- It's like burning yourself, burning down the roots -

- That there was a whirlpool of bottomless anger -

- I, in the end, could not be a kind God -

- I kept fooling you into that evidence -

- I didn't speak of the memories I remembered, I tried to remain your sister -

- If so, I wondered how happy I would be.

- Now, I know...

- That was my dream, for sure.

- It's not a memory.

- My wish, it was just a dream.

- I was, yes, being pursued...

- I've been attacked by dragons since I was little...

- persecuted in this underground earth, pursued by the dragonmen -

- No one, no one, he was my enemy, no one to protect me.

- So I wish I had a brother -

- When I was attacked by a dragon...

- When the dragonmen offered their sacrifices, they broke into the house -

- When it was swallowed up in the dragon's body...

- I wish I had a brother to help me.

- Until the end, I can't look directly at my memory,

I've lost sight of...

- I can't reveal it to you,

I shut my mouth.

- Still, just a little more, I wanted to have that dream.

- At least, only in my dreams, so that I can forget that I'm a stupid god -

- Everything's a lie, everything's a lie.

- I am a god who has been anointed with falsehood -

- I'm sure he'll betray you.

- I'm sure it hurts you.

- Even this emotion, even the desire to save people,

It's a fake I created in the Creation Moon.

- When the time has come and all memories and hearts have returned -

- I betray myself and serve my purpose.

- So, Anos, before you do that, I want you to destroy yourself.

- I wasn't your sister.

- I even lied to myself and assumed that lie was true -

- Stupid, lonely, eyeless God -

- I was a liar, Dora.

From the Pope in front of me, my voice echoed.

"With this, we offer you salvation. You will not be betrayed by a godless man."

Golroana closes her eyes as she prays.

"All at the will of < Almighty Brilliance >"

"Golroana"

Quiet, I said.

"This is what you wanted to do until you used the power of the trace god?

Open your eyes, he looked at me.

"If so, it looks like Ate is off"

Inexplicably, the Pope frowns.

"What...?

"My sister would never betray me."

"... what are you doing stupid...? She's not your sister. It was all a foam lie."

"Oh, yeah. That's why it comes true. Wishes come true. If you could see the past, you could not see the hearts of men, Pope."

"She's a betrayal and a false god of disobedience, not a man! I kept dreaming, you kept lying because I tried to fool you. Ugh! Just like Arcana said herself!

"Stupid. Don't you see the difference between lying and wishing? Exactly, that was her dream. Arcana blew his brother. God, who could not believe anyone, kept believing in himself, even asked for his brother"

I say to a man imprisoned in the past by a god of disobedience.

"Did you not see the loneliness, Golroana, that trace of sadness?"

"… anos…………"

Arcana's voice sounds.

Tear-stained, it sounds sad.

"Remember your promise, Arcana"

As I told her, I spoke gently.

"Be sure, I told you to remember. You're my sister. Surely blood is not connected. Still, you're my sister."

'... the days I spent with you were false... and that promise...'

"Still, that wish I saw with you was never false"

Potatoes and tears spill out of Arcana's eyes.

It's as if, when I dreamed about it.

"When you're born again, will you be strong? I thought you said you could help me. Then overcome that weak heart here and now. Be strong. It would be a god of disobedience, but it would be a god of betrayal and falsehood, but it doesn't matter. Now you told me in your dream that you weren't lying."

If her wish didn't reach anyone, I'll make it happen.

"Did you think it wouldn't come true because it's a dream"

'... I will make thee...'

"I can't betray you. Whatever it is, I won't let you betray me."

Pray as the Pope pleads.

The singing of the dragon was loud and echoed in the underground sky.

Soon, the lid will be reborn.

"The Gospel Book, Final Movement."

The heavens blinked violently, wrapped in light beyond direct view.

"I believe in the Word of my God, my sister's wishes, to the end. If that's not enough, I'll say it now."

A moment of blankness, the atmosphere trembled with its tears.

"Be my sister."

"... oh... brother... chan..."

Arcana reaches out and grabs the Righteous Sword Venuzdonoa.

interact with it and merge.

Golroana changed his blood phase.

"... doing stupid things everywhere, such as believing in disobedient gods...!! Destroy the sinners, the evil of this world, Rebalschnedd......!!

A trace of God opens a pure white book and puts his hands on me.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of destruction echoed into the underground ruins, and a divine sword descended from overhead.

The sword of the Almighty, Levine Gilma.

I lifted the sword that Arcana had created with the Irresistible Sword in my sheath, and I did my hand on the pattern.

"Traces are blades."

Like a wave, my body and magic are all blurred out.

""

That myriad sword flashes unleashed by Liebalshned strike me.

As I greeted him head-on, I stepped out to the coming trace God.

"" Wave lid appearance (Veneziara) "

Your body staggers and switches its position.

A moment of silence. The body of the trace god Liebalshned is uneven.

The divine body was broken in two.

Levine Gilma kept it in his sheath, and the blade of possibility tore the enemy in front of him.

In front of this sword that slashes and rips across the past, the future, and the present, say the trace gods, doom is inevitable.

"... Pope... hereby leave a prayer if so..."

At the next moment, the god is shattered and scattered.

Only one, the pure white book in my hand, was left there, like a trace.

I loosen my eyes to the ceiling.

The is activated.

But nothing changed on the ground, and it was there.

The sword of the Almighty, Levine Gilma, permanently redeemed it and withdrew the power of the Dragon Flatulence.

If I listened, instead of the singing voice of the Divine Dragon, which had always been heard, Arcana's cry was quietly echoing in the underground sky.