I don't know how time flies. It shouldn't be that way yet, but there are examples in between.
(Please, get there quickly - Master Grace, Master Sarah!
Suddenly I hit an invisible wall. Irene, who punched him in the face of course, holds his face down and gently touches it there, where there should be nothing.
Again, there are walls.
"... Sarah's voice is over here... but then..."
Maybe there's some kind of glitch. But without the Holy Sword, I felt so weak that I shook my head.
(Calm down. Anything? Underground of Queen Housel... Hidden...)
"- Okay, the festival to be used in the Queen's inheritance ritual! Then surely, uh... you should have just said the whole thing. Sure."
- Listen, the past, the future, I'm the maiden who inherits the legalia of holiness and demons!
Lilia's words came to mind. Was it a coincidence that she spoke of that?
(If you are Lilia, you have the same reasoning as me - no, it's not strange to read further...)
I have a bad feeling about why. But I switched consciousness and closed my eyes. I don't have time to flinch into anything I don't like.
"Hear the past, open the future, I am the maiden who inherits the legalia of the Holy and the Devil"
Rin, there was a loud noise. Irene blinks at the sight she opens as soon as possible.
(opened... after all, the festival...)
The stepped cobbled floor echoes the high ceiling. From an invisible height with his neck bent upwards, the water flowed like a waterfall, a curtain decorating both sides of the aisle.
A little further, there was an altar. There are about five stairs, a pedestal underneath which is a cloth of velvet - and a girl who sleeps with her hands together under her chest.
It was a familiar face. With stills, I saw.
"Amelia Dulk......!
Irene frowned at the old sword that was hurrying through her body.
"This... Holy Sword?
Amelia's chest, which is boring, is faintly raised and lowered. The skin's blood color is not bad either. - He's alive.
"... but whose is this..."
I paid off the pattern rust, touched it with my fingertips and opened my eyes. One long black hair, teasing and falling off.
"No way, Master Grace's...?
If so, this is the key to freeing Grace's soul.
Eileen grips the pattern. And pulled it out slowly.
The pattern and body were full of rust, but the part that was stabbing Amelia's body was beautiful. It really glowed out when the breath of admiration went out unexpectedly besides not losing its brilliance even in the basement without the light of day.
"What, Become -!?"
"Run for it!
The sword moved on its own before inquiring back into the voice that echoed directly to its head. Light splashes from the altar in all directions where it was pulled and rolled down the stairs.
(What, what!? resurrected something!?)
Amelia's body floated up, slowly pointing vertically - and when I thought those two eyes were slightly opened, they disappeared.
"... hey, what is that now? No way...... it's glowing this way too!
The rust of the Holy Sword, which Eileen remained in her hand, peels off and unwinds into the particles of light.
"Oh, the Holy Sword is gone... wait, is this all right!?"
'Chi, no, it's a metastasis. My soul is partially fused to my body earlier, so I was dragged away.'
"So you've been talking in your head for a while now - no way, Master Sarah?
Yes, with the voice, particles of light began to shine this time about Eileen's body.
"So what was it from earlier, even though I haven't figured anything out yet!
'Um, he said in a hurry. Oh, don't worry, I'll go home.'
"No way transfer, where!?"
'Wow, I don't know. I'm sorry...... Oh, but, uh, they said please'
"So who!? Speak more concisely and plainly, you!
'Uh, uh, he told me to let your sister go already. Then I'll see you.'
"Tell them something important like that first!
I'm sorry for the last time. Come on. Just leave your pitiful voice, the voice in your head is far away.
At the same time, my vision turned white.
(Unleash my sister... then I knew there was a Grace soul on the Holy Sword earlier... no way it would be in the past again!? We don't have time for that!
The wind strokes my cheek. Irene opened her eyes and shouted at the same time.
"Empty again!!"
How can I have such an edge with falling from above? You can see the palace downstairs, so only the place is right but not at a bad altitude.
But soon I notice something different and open my eyes. The sky - the clouds, the black. Besides, the junction that covered the palace is also broken. Besides, the indescribable raw air and the smell of blood carried to it.
"Oh, if you suddenly wonder what's falling out of the sky"
Fluffy hugged, Irene blinked.
"Claude..."
"Well, now you're done cleaning garbage"
Pushing a man's chest laughing so painfully.
Fortunately, there was little distance to the ground.
Is it the garden that got off? But plants are almost burned, buried in rubble, and worse than abandoned gardens.
"I don't care if they move on their own."
Ignore Claude's voice calling from above, run. You must have been fighting on the throne. Then around here - I thought so and went around the corner, screaming.
"Walt, Kyle...... Dear Luchel!
Walt and Kyle are falling over the rubble, which is almost turning into a burning field, with Luchel and making sure they are covered in it.
"I'm not dead. I wish I hadn't killed you."
"... Eye, Leanne...?
"Master Luchel!
"Oops."
Claude grabs Irene's hip and pulls her back.
"You can't be the only one. If you want to wear even one scratch, my son will storm out - and I'll keep him safe. That must satisfy my son."
"I am divorced from a man who says that now!!"
The force of my arm loosened for a moment.
Escaped to that gap, Irene sees Luchel, who has managed to get up, and Walt, who is breathing and rolling with his shoulders, Kyle, about to get up.
"You're all still alive!
"No, but a lot, I can't, but no more..."
"Hold on! Father-in-law, we found Grace!
Luchel with her eyes round gives her face. Irene continues, staring firmly at that face.
"But we probably need to do something about Master Amelia... hey!
My body fluttered in the middle of the conversation. Claude's magic.
He is captured again by one arm of Claude, who walks up to him as he is.
"Damn, is my son delicate?
"Hey, furious, you're... if Iri told you to divorce me"
Walt and Kyle, who managed to wake up their bodies, laugh on their dirty, bloody cheeks.
"... more, tell him, Iri... to make Master Claude angry,"
"Yes, and then Claude - ugh!!"
"Master Luchel!
Claude steps on Luchel's head with the sole of his shoe and causes it to sink under the rubble.
"Will you be quiet? If you do anything extra, I'll kill this man."
"... Huh!
"Ha... I'm going to kill you anyway"
Stay trampled, Luchel answers. Claude, who looked down uncomfortably at the way he was about to get up with both hands, shook his legs up again and stepped on its head.
"Then you'd better die with that escort. I'll give you pain."
"Stop it! Listen to me, too. Your wife is alive."
His mouth was blocked in the middle of the conversation, and he held it up as it was.
"Shut up. I won't be deceived anymore. I won't be deceived. Never be deceived again."
Claude's red eyes, completely open, repeat as if they were a doll. Exactly as I was cursed.
(I knew if I didn't release Master Grace from Amelia, I wouldn't be able to take my vows...... Huh!
"... Eileen. Just now, trust me, okay?"
Grab Claude's ankle and Luchel's about to wake up. I could only see that face for a moment in Eileen's eyes.
A weak smile I don't think of as God, like I'm about to cry out, happy, but still threatening.
"Are you sure, ma'am?
"Still bullshitting..."
If I move my legs to kick you, Claude puts his face up. Leaping by Walt and Kyle, who jumped up at the same time, Claude, tongue-in-cheek, let Eileen go, pulled herself away and distance herself.
Irene nodded as Luchel hugged her.
"Yeah, I was there. It was Master Grace."
"Oh well... oh well. Yeah, well.... Good. Then, believe me, I'll give Claude back to you."
"Your father-in-law?
The more unsuitable this situation is, the more fluffy and gentle he smiles, blinking.
But Luchel's nostalgic eyes turned to Claude - to herself.