"Oh ... Oh ...!… This is a miracle! This is a saint! After all, the saint is a wonderful person. It is an indispensable entity in angelism ....!"
The Inquisition turned to praise, not hostility, towards Elizabeth, who had recovered his fighting opponent.
For him, Elizabeth is a saint who symbolizes angelism. She can never be hostile to what she does.
Everything is acceptable.
Alistair seems to be pulling.
"Hey! Stop doing anything that would hurt Alister anymore! Why do you do this!"
Elizabeth cures Alistair's arm and yells at the Inquisition.
I couldn't resist being hurt by the man who gave me freedom, albeit with me.
The words of the iconic saint are absolute.
This is especially true because he believes in the cult religion of angelism and is admitted to join the Inquisition.
But with a distressed look, he shook his head.
"... No, you can't."
"why!?"
Until now, believers have never obeyed their own words.
Elizabeth never did, but angels are willing to die if she orders to die.
But why ……
"Saint ... Elizabeth is no longer worthy as a saint. She is losing her status as a saint ... Yes, Lebon said."
"Qualification ...?"
Open your eyes.
The statue of Saints required by Le Bon is merely a symbol of collecting donations according to one's own words, using expressionless and seemingly magic that has no benefit to the believers.
Being able to express your emotions may diminish your religion far away from the statue of the holy woman that you believe in.
It is even worse if you flee for freedom.
So I decided to kill.
Even indirectly, they decided to kill Alistair, which had a negative effect on Elizabeth.
"Angelism must be perpetual, and so is Elizabeth, the saint. If you have a bad influence on you, then you have to disappear."
"Oh, because of me ..."
"(Is it your fault!)"
Alistair turns his eyes on Elizabeth, who is startling. It is a waste.
But he is palliative and wise.
I won't overtake Elizabeth, who is depressed.
Because when a person reaches out while dented, it can be imprinted strongly in the brain and unconditionally impress the person who has reached out.
"Elizabeth"
"Alistair ..."
Hands can be gently placed on the golden hair.
When I raised my eyes, I saw Alister.
He peeped at me, wondering if he was turning his eyes on anger or grudge, but his expression was gentle and gracious.
"This is not Elizabeth's fault."
"No, no, because if I weren't with you, you would be injured ..."
"(Really)"
Alistair rubs Elizabeth's beautiful hair crumpled and messy.
She has a masculine personality, but still recognizes that her hair is important, so she stares at his face.
"Isn't Elizabeth cured of the injury, that's enough for me?"
"Ah……"
He was stroking his head so hard that Elizabeth wanted to return to his usual state.
Noticing that, his eyes are rounded and he looks up at him.
"But I have to do something (I want to have fun and luxury). I can't be killed, so let's get through."
With that said, Alistair lowers Elizabeth and holds a sword.
"Can you do that? I can't see myself, and I can't even grab my place. What can I do in that state?"
The Inquisition's words were true.
Although he's talking, but still can't be located with the dark magic of [Maryani].
Because even the Holy Sword cannot perceive, Alistair cannot manage to do so.
However…….
"Now, push it."
A black miasm that overflows from the holy sword that you hold.
The dark miasma, darker than dusk, was recognizable to Elizabeth's eyes.
"Guu ...!? This too evil magical power .........! After all, Le Bon was right! It's not good to be with the Saint!
Because the dark magic is manipulated, the leader is pressured by the power of darkness controlled by Alistair.
That is ... that magical power is almost unmanageable by humans.
Demon kings and genie ... Those who have no humanity or goodness at all will be able to manipulate them at last.
How much suffering and preparedness would it take to use that awful power with a good heart, like Alister?
Elizabeth understood the incredible nastyness of his eyes.
"Uh ...! Really my power is not such a thing! !
"I'll go ...! This is my determination ...! This is my power to control the magic sword and help others!"
"I don't always think about such cool things! !
Black magical power gathers on the holy sword with a roaring noise.
But it's OK. No matter how powerful the attack, Alistair does not see himself.
Your danger will not be so high as you cannot determine where you are.
The Inquisition, who had thought so, had to say that his recognition was sweet.
“………… !?”
Alistair's gaze caught the eye of the Inquisition.
By chance? No, inevitably. He is surely aware of himself and staring.
"Why, why ...!?"
He looks down at his body, trying to ask why he can recognize himself.
[Malyani] The magical power that should have been worn in is thinner.
The magical power was wrapped around the holy sword of Alistair as if sucked.
"Well, no way ... did you suck my magic and use it for food? ...!? That kind of thing ... !!!"
An inquisitive inquisitor.
But that's what Alister does.
He tries to escape in a hurry, but it's too late.
"escape……!!"
"(Elimination, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!)
"Holy Slash! !
With the absorption of the Inquisition's magic, a devastating holy sword was shot.
The evil and devastating power swallowed the Inquisitor trying to escape.