Time.

Distracted from the relentless progression of the clock's second hand, Serena stares at sleeping Sarah.

With myself and Sarah, we also have to assume if our enemies take us away. That being said, Isaac used Serena's powers only to prepare and didn't allow her to go out on the battlefield. So Serena is still in the old castle with Sarah, who keeps sleeping.

Sit down with Sarah pulling a chair by the sleeping table. Somehow, I tried to talk to him.

"Your husband's gone, too, to fight."

Because it's okay.

So laughing Augusto put all his power into the sword and dropped it off.

Ironically, just like Sarah who dropped off Ares buried with holy stones on her left leg.

"But... waiting isn't right for sex, am I?"

"Right!

"Slow. Did you put the surveillance off?

I was not surprised at the sudden appearance of it, and stood up. Lilia makes a disappointing face.

"Serena won't respond... even though Dear Eileen would be more surprised!

"You don't have time, get your hands on it, get it out. Augusto's sword. If you find it, you won't be able to transfer it."

"Yes, but oh. I know, but oh."

"Lilia...... I knew it was here!

Cedric jumps into the room, while Lilia grabs my hand. I'm getting used to taking that hand and lending myself a hand. A magic formation of metastases glows beneath your feet.

"You're coming, Cedric! Because I left you a letter!

"Well, that's not the problem!? How so, always on your own without saying anything to me"

Lilia, waving in swallowing, soothed that smile, which was always lying.

"I'm sorry. I'm a player."

The breathtaking Cedric's face blurred. Next time you open your eyes, you're on the battlefield.

That's how this woman waves the holy sword. Best I've ever done, be B woman of the Holy Sword.

In the air, where the sea and the clouds can be seen directly beneath, Augusto waves the divine sword with the help of Serena again.

The palace that was attacked began to swerve on the ground of each floating island, exactly as it was intended. The junction that covers the entire palace remains the same, but if there is a physical direction, that's fine now.

"Come on, let's go get my wife and son."

"Yes, Father-in-law."

From the middle of the palace up above, a shadow appeared. Augusto and Zemes stand by it with their backs pointed this way, covering Irene with narrowed eyes.

There's only one thing I can say.

"I asked you, Zemes to Augusto"

He said, "Let it go."

I asked for Walt, Kyle, and Irene.

"It's a trick, come on. It's on schedule, Iri. I'm coming."

"Let's hurry."

Irene bites her lips and steps down to the main entrance of the palace as Luchel draws her hand.

And I didn't turn around, and I ran out.

"Father-in-law, where is Lord Claude?

"Straight, you're in the back. If it's the same old building, it's the throne."

"That's in front of what Donnie said:" Structurally, where you think there's a hidden room. "I'd like to come through if I could..."

White soldiers line the spiral stairs and corridors that lead between the thrones. Fluffy, floating Luchel snapped her fingers.

"I didn't know dolls challenged God"

A white soldier evaporated in an instant. Irene breathes in the color of her eyes overlooking the corridor supported by the white strut.

Red and violet, each with different colored eyes.

"Father, the color of your eyes..."

"Because the seal on the main body is off and God's power is returning a lot. Not as good as the whole season, but you can use magic and holy power, even in this juncture. - Well, that's the same over there."

The back door exploded from the inside to answer Luchel, who glanced at the door guarding the throne. All the fragments, walls, stairs and broken stone columns of the flying doors are bounced off in junction by Luchel at the head.

"There must have been a day left before the deadline, but have you come all the way to reduce your life expectancy"

The voice echoed from the throne.

"Dear Claude..."

That figure, which stood up slowly, was the same as it was, except for the color of the hair.

"Besides, with all due respect... take me to my son's wife, what are you going to do"

But the tone is different. Different air at last.

"Have you come to beg for your life to be your mistress?

Those eyes that look down at Eileen, the smile that floats, no.

"Take me, mistress? That's a lot to say. I don't even know about my wife. It's my husband's fault."

"... what?"

"Give me back my husband. Then I'll find your wife."

Tingling Claude moved his eyebrows, but immediately held up the end of his mouth.

"She's an interesting woman. But unfortunately, my son has had enough..."

The shadow of the two guards who appeared behind him clung to the throne. Claude's figure disappeared from the throne, while the floor was shattered and scattered.

"Would you please refrain from muttering?"

"Yeah, we'll be the ones to follow later - what?"

Luchel stands in front of a mass of magic that flies over Kyle and Walt.

The floor of the throne will be raised, and the light will make the front invisible. Eileen screamed as she yawned at the blast from the front.

"Master Luchel! Everybody's safe."

"Iri, let's do it!

It was Claude who stepped down behind him, making a clingy noise. As Eileen turned around, she slammed a divine sword on Claude and exploded her magic in front of her eyes, causing her to pull a step. It's just a blind eye to burst the light. Fly to the throne where Luchels and the others are in that gap and take a distance.

Are you all right, stepfather?

"You just attacked my son without any hesitation, you..."

"You are not to be hit by my attacks, Lord Claude!

"That may be true, but I'd like a little more hesitation or something!

"Iri, look down"

Bye-bye. He's arguing with Luchel. So Kyle spoke up small.

Kyle and Walt shattered me and gave me Claude's attack. It's a raised throne. There is a staircase, following it, which should only have a high wall.

"... what is this... a hidden room?

"That's a promise, right?"

Try to hide Irene, who turned around, and Walt stands up.

"Full of holy power.... I guess I couldn't find Claude because he remains the Demon King"

A little further away, Claude is shaking his neck loosely to the left and right. He got his eyelids peeled, and I can hardly open my eyes with a wrinkle between my eyebrows.

Don't move your gaze from Claude, Kyle said.

"Aili, go. We are human beings, but we are vulnerable to the power of holiness because we are strengthened by magic incense. Master Luchel would be in trouble if he could leave here, too. And you with the sword of God are most likely to break through safely."

If you go inside, the magic you borrowed from Luchel will be wiped out, but it's a burning blade at Claude's opponent anyway.

Most importantly, suppose what's in this is what Irene and the others read.

"... my father-in-law"

"I asked for it. My wife."

I'm sure you'll want to be sure soon, Luchel, but that's all I told you.

Irene, who took a deep breath, runs down that staircase as she jumps. For a moment, I felt like I was going through the membrane, but that was all.

An explosion sounded overhead, but soon, too, the holy force prevented me from hearing it.

(Please, be right!

- Luchel, who lost his wife and turned her into a dragon. On the occasion of Amelia's execution, she wished and imposed a pledge to be reunited with a soulful man. But that will be known to Amelia, who, on the contrary, will be used - and that was possible because Amelia had already captured Grace's soul.

So Amelia used Grace's soul to rewrite her vows that her destiny counterpart was herself.

May there be something here that is sealing or tying Grace's soul.

If you break it, if Grace's soul is freed, even the main body will surely look. From that wish, which Amelia has replaced, from her pledge, she is released.

Even though there was no single light, its path, where only the floor glowed white, was just straight.

(That's crazy, I can't believe there's no trap or obstruction...)

As much as I've broken in here, Amelia will be aware. It's not weird to come out like that white soldier in the example. Yet it's just quiet. Eileen bites her lips when there may be some disillusionment. But I have to run.

Irene without the Holy Sword doesn't know if it's an illusion, etc...

"... now"

I think I heard something, and Eileen blinks.

A faint voice. It sounded familiar, but I don't know who it was. I haven't heard much, but I miss it, poor girl's voice. It's like a heroine in a maiden game.

"- Dear Sarah!?"

Eileen's voice echoed the darkness. Like that reply, I hear calls coming back from somewhere.

Not at the end of the white glowing road. Nothing. Beyond the dark.

"... that way, huh?

Irene didn't have a basis for believing. Sarah is an almost faceless opponent in the first place.

But I know Serena's trying to help.

I know how desperately he resisted trying to heal his shoulder in surprise and not being snatched back his right hand.

Above all, I know that Augusto allowed it to be that way that a man who was helplessly stupid swallowed up humiliation and everything and rubbed his head to the floor to wish for 'help'.

So step out.

In the darkness of nothing, the heels made a noise and rang.