Kuro no Maou

"- Hey, I didn't think you could just take over the Undead Legion with the song 'Horned Grave'"

I returned to Sparda's home after a successful march with an evil necromancer (Necromancer) that I unintentionally encountered in "The Ruins of Micaine". Now he's gracefully single-handed with a coffee cup and for now he's talking to Saliel, who was back ahead, about what happened on the go.

Sariel Mochi just came back, and so on, so he stayed in his monastic clothes. He didn't even have time to get dressed as a maid to greet me. But only the apron was worn, and I unconsciously learned how healthy it was.

"Corpse psychology (necromancy) also has a variety of pedigrees. It is presumed that the master could easily take control because the opponent's technique was abbreviated to manipulate me (Simobe) in large quantities and simultaneously"

"Oh, he's done a lot of zombies on his own, but for that matter, the magic trick feels' thin '."

Corpse Psychiatrist (Necromancer) Zonder Zoldert's strengths were exactly what Saliel said. Anyway, let a lot of monsters, simultaneously and in a short time, undead and be my own (Simobe). Because no one was with him, it really means that he ruled nearly half of the monsters in "Micaine's Ruin City" by himself.

I was an easy winner because I was able to completely disable his greatest strength, "Number," thanks to "Horned Grave," but in fact, it's a terrible ability to dominate.

"He says that his own me (Simobe) will only bite the target, and he will be able to use his technique to rule"

"... Bio"

"Right!

What I associate with is the famous game series that fights zombies. When I heard the secret of this infectious necrophilia (necromancy), I accidentally screamed the title, but Zonder and Simon, they looked like they had no idea what it was about, and I kind of missed them.

"I'm the only one who can tell about Japan"

"Too bad everyone doesn't get it... well, there's just one person who does, it's better"

I want you to agree with me because I don't mind Sariel anymore, and this is how we're talking. Regrettably, when it comes to these parts, I will stick with my heart and forgive you. I enjoyed living with Sariel in the pioneering village for a great reason because it was my hometown, but there were many stories that I could understand.

"Anyway, I was the owner of a terrible ability"

"Yes, in the worst case scenario, all residents of the city can undead"

It is truly a biology, an ancestral, zonder hazard.

Incidentally, when bitten, it is ordinary people and low-level monsters who are less resistant to magic and are not zombies if they are somewhat resistant or strong in spirit. Well, even if I'm tolerant, if other zombies attack me and I die, I end up being a zombie, and I congratulate them on being one of them.

"For that matter, the amount of the bounty was pretty good."

"You took my neck"

"No, I got him"

Honestly, Zonder, who lost an army of zombies in "Horned Graves," didn't have the means to fight back to be pathetic. For once, as an elite force protecting myself, I had a bunch of powerful me (Simobe) built so well that even the song of the curse couldn't take control of me... but none of them were strong enough to withstand the gunfire of "The Grid".

And then there's the zombies who took control of me, not even before I laid my hands on them, and they took it upon themselves to take up the zonder as a washy wash and bring it to my sight. The zonder who was rolled before me about what kind of violence the zombies had done to him had been pounded with a cloak of pants and graffiti on his body with 'I am the King of the Immortal'.

"Have mercy,"

"You're not wacky like that. That infectious necropsy (necromancy) is too dangerous. You won't be relieved if you don't get all your secrets washed up and thrown up, including a curse from yourself."

It would be tough if, as a result of a light kill, I (Simobe), the Zonder, who was left somewhere, ran wild and started growing. Or even the guy who knits a similar surgical ceremony, he might show up.

Created by him over his life, this dangerous original magic (original) should be a valuable reference example to necromancy (necromancy) crime. Magic done on top of all the sacrifices. From now on, they should be used to save more people.

"No victims, the culprit arrested. As a solution to the situation, I think it's the perfect result."

"Thanks to you, the investigation into the enchanted golem didn't go to Locke."

The monsters who would have fled temporarily began to return abruptly due to the disappearance of the zonders who dominated 'Micaine's Ruin City' in a massive army of undead, turning the city into a grand battle royal venue to decide on a new ruler. At least until the monsters have settled their territorial arrangements with each other, the investigation will be impossible.

"By the way, how'd it go with you?

"Yes, I went up to Rank 4"

Answer the question, Sariel. Sure, things like natural results...... it's still a hell of a short time because you left on the same day and came back earlier than me to rank up. Feels like any efficiency leveling.

"You're a boulder, congratulations"

"... thank you"

Those are the words that blinked and then returned with one more beat. Was it such a surprise that I praised you honestly? Well, maybe so.

"If it were your strength, it would be as easy to win as a monster below rank 4... anything, any gains?

"Yes, I got high grade protective equipment from Boss Monster"

I see, protective equipment. Speaking of which, Saliel brought it from the Church of Pioneering Village, he always wears regular monastic clothes when heading to Quest. When I started the adventurer, Fiona gave Pawn 100,000 clans to gear herself up with this, but in the end, she didn't buy any protective equipment with the money. Saliel's own income from the adventurer's life that followed - no matter, neither me nor Fiona will pin Hane the money Saliel earned herself - so she'll have a pretty rounded forehead, but I can't tell you if she still doesn't feel the need, or if she bought protective gear. In the first place, if we had the 'Rebellion Cross Spear (Liberlion Cross)', the finest (Master Grade) weapon in Sariel's strength, and the Tenma (Pegasus) silo that would be our legs, there wouldn't be anything else we needed to do to make the quest there.

The fact that such a sariel purposefully got his protective gear, that is, he didn't sell it off and made it his thing, should be a wonderful dish commensurate with the strength of the former Apostle. There's no way I wouldn't mind.

"Well, what kind of protective equipment is that?

"I'm currently equipped...... would you like to see it?

Let me see, and I nod without a word or two.

In the meantime, Saliel in front of me looks apron in her monastic clothes. I'm not a goth armor like "Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)," nor am I weaving a magician's robe. Then it was hard to notice from Pa's glance, only caged hands or boots, or small accessories - shapes - what a thought. The next moment, Sariel took it off.

Shortly after stopping, the bassari, pure white apron and blue monastic clothes dance.

"The Succubus Armor of the Decadent Palace (Paranoia primmeil)."

It's a patent black leather fabric that thrives on Sariel's bright white nudity. The glowing smooth leather becomes a long glove and knee-high sock that encloses Sariel's completely regenerated, thin and clean limbs. But the torso still has less cloth area. One more turn seems smaller than the extraordinary area of battle underwear that Fiona shows off with her Doya face at night.

What the hell is the armor element around this?

"Hey, what is this porn underwear?"

"It's Succubus Armor (Prim Mail)"

"Bikini armor?"

"It's Succubus Armor (Prim Mail)"

I am Saliel, who is stubbornly obsessed with his official name. I honestly don't want to admit that it's a nasty outfit, is it the will of Sariel herself or Mr. Shirazaki's residual mind-making moves? Then don't gear up like this.

Whatever it is, it's eye poison. I'm not used to seeing Sariel naked, but I've seen her many times when showering in the life of a pioneering village. Still, it's poisonous for me. It can be called severe poison. But I can't get out of my sight, but I'm already horrified.

Wow, what the hell, if you look closely, you've got a devil's tail on you. Tip like a whip with an elongated tail and a sharp heart mark upside down. That's behind Sariel's leg, and he's shaking Yurayura to the left to the right.

What a crappy gimmick. But cute, super cute, sariel cute - ha!? Relax, I'm not charming!

"Wow, okay... that's enough, get dressed"

"This equipment is classified as armor. Not underwear."

No, I don't want logic like that "I'm not ashamed because I'm not a pant".

"Come on, get dressed fast."

"Okay...... but before you wear it, I have one favor to ask you, Master"

"Can't that be after you wear it?

"If it's not this outfit, it doesn't make sense"

Somewhat mighty, rarely willing to take a step. Here, I can't help but push and question Sariel dressed like such a crazy bitch, and I'll just do it.

"Okay, what?

"I want you to wear a collar"

And, what Sariel offered was a collar with a black leather belt. From its glossy colour and design, it looks like this horny armor (Prim Mail) and set.

"This much, you can put it on yourself"

"Because if you don't put it on the master, you can't pull off the performance of your gear"

"Is that what it is?

"Yes, this armor..."

"No, no, because I don't need a detailed explanation"

That's why I'm not going to be a jerk chatting around in this outfit. I have only a few reasons left.

"You just have to wear a collar..."

"Thank you"

I'm reluctant to take a collar from Saliel - so I can feel the magic of this collar. Wasn't it just perverted gear?

No, even if it's a high-performance piece of equipment with awesome magic, it doesn't turn out to be a perverted look. So even if I didn't have to choose something like this, wouldn't Sariel have had many other choices now?

"Ha, not at all, what a mon like this - what do you say?

"Tighten it a little harder"

"Are you all right?

"It's okay."

"Ok...... how about now?

"Fine."

"Are you sure?

"Fine."

"All right, then I'll keep it -"

"I'm home."

Gachari, and the living room door is opened. From that voice and dialogue, there can only be one person who emerged.

"Oh, welcome back, Fiona," I couldn't give the obvious instant answer and froze.

For what reason?

Let's reconsider the current situation.

In the middle of the living room, I'm in the middle of a collar on Sariel dressed in an overly occasional microbikini like I've only seen in porn cartoons. If you look at this diagram, who the hell can derive the answer "I see, you're wearing a collar because it's special equipment"?

Look at this, you can't possibly not misunderstand.

But I just had to say this, knowing I was.

"Wait, Fiona! No, this is a misunderstanding."

If you notice, time flies quickly, the 31st of the month of Far Thunder. There's not much change in our lives.

I've been working with Sariel since this morning, which is mostly routine.

"- Whoa!

Passing right in front of you is Saliel's toenail. An aerial spinning kick that should be wrapped in black leather boots and rounded, leaving even the wind cutting noise behind and passing to the horizontal giraffe, hardly changes the slaughter by the blade and its sharpness. Besides, you can play bees and violet electricity, so it's like waving a thunderous demon sword.

Still, Saliel is giving me a hand with the normal purple electricity that is spreading. Seriously, I already know the specifications that make it a red and black thunder that resembles my pseudo-black magic.

Still, if you allow a critical hit, even a head wearing a 'tyrant's armor (Maximilian)' helmet won't spare you a brain shaking and fainting. Later, the visual footage and various other features that the helmet shows with the effect of a thunderbolt would also temporarily be forced to shut down.

I can imagine serious damage, but can it be eaten so easily already? The odds of success still slipping through and dodging, for example, are five fifths, but this time I won that bet.

During one jump, three, four, and somehow outshine the harsh kicks that roll out like a tornado, and finally I get a valuable chance to fight back. Fuwali, and Sariel decide to land lightly that doesn't make you feel weighty. But it creates a gap that can never be avoided.

Fast, sharp, fist out so as not to miss that moment when her feet are on the ground. As far as force is concerned, no, more than that, a sub-thruster mounted on the arm of The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian) blows fire, resulting in further acceleration and destructive power.

"Phew."

By the time Sariel's little breath reaches his ear, my fist will be hit. She knocked, in the middle of the palm.

I would have figured it out when I was going for the landing moment. No matter how quick the attack is, if you can predict it, you can be prepared.

But I already know that Sariel can handle that much. There are two ways to get over this and do damage to her. Knock in enough power to break the guard, or make a deadly gap that you can't handle.

And this time it's the former way. With just one of those right hands, in addition to my full strength, can you take a straight punch of your body accelerated by a booster?

"-!?

The feel of impact is surprisingly light. I tried to forcefully push through the intense rebellion and pound Sariel's thin chest full of strength into his fist covered in this black steel (dark matter).

It's not a wacky thing to say. My fist is definitely sticking straight out with no aim. Yes, it's Sariel who's moving.

The palm that took the punch moves downward as it slips. Nothing, I just missed my torso.

But the opposite is not half the case. Instead of turning your torso backwards so that it breaks from your hips, you bend your body at right angles from your knees and keep falling on your back. I didn't know you would outdo a special blow with such a perverse move.

But no matter how much Sariel, this posture is impossible. To get up, you have to get to the ground once and for all. Structurally of the human body, it is impossible to rise straight out of this state.

Even if this blow could be avoided, the next one wouldn't last. At least I'm not blunt enough to allow myself to fight back from here.

"Boost!

With the momentum of a spraying arm thruster, I move forcefully, but one tempo faster than normal, into a chase posture. With the mobility of this armor, you can crush the gap right after you shake off the punch.

That's how my right fist is now turned into a black hammer that smashes down the fallen Sariel and is shaken down. No hesitation, no forgiveness.

Yes, no matter how much Sariel was dressed more erotically than naked wearing only The Decadent House Succubus Armor (Paranoia Primmermail). Even if it was a fantastic pose where the groin eaten by the remarkable bikini pants protruded toward me because my legs were just wide open and my head was so much along my torso that it was going to be on the ground.

I'll do everything I can, smash it. Now it's finally my win, Sariel!

"It's my win, master"

A cold declaration of victory pierces my ear mercilessly.

After all, my fist never waved down.

"Damn, mine, I'm losing..."

On the verge of rolling his fist out to Sariel's defenseless body, there was a blade on my throat.

This pair of hands, equipped only with each other's protective gear, the weapon is Nashi's fight. At the time of using the murder weapon called the blade, Saliel lost the anomaly.

Because that blade is part of the protective gear that Sariel wears, or "The Succubus Armor of the Decadent Palace (Paranoia primeil)".

It was that seductive sacubus tail.

Dive through the open crotch and stand pinned like a spear. When did I hear that this tail was not just a decoration, but that there was a function that could be hardened like steel, on top of the elastic comfort of letting magic flow through it... Yes, just as I tried to fit a collar in this outfit Sariel, I heard it when Fiona returned and when, as a result of a vain misconception and a sad rush, it was rough in the havoc, Sariel spoke somewhere proudly of the function of "The Decadent House's Succubus Armor (Paranoia Primmay)".

A page of nostalgic memories now. It's a tragic experience that I want to forget.

Anyway, Sariel's attack with this Sacubus tail will be effective in this Armor Ant handset rule. I also use the Spirit Propulsion of Armor (Elemental Booster) at full opening.

Nevertheless, I thought I'd become quite used to the fast manoeuvres of The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian), but I didn't know Sariel would use The Decadent House's Succubus Armor (Paranoia primmeil) any faster than that. I'm not the only one growing up.

"Ha... this time, I thought I could win"

"Better than the ex, there's not that much difference in ability between the master and me. If we get used to it a little more, we'll have five minutes to win or lose."

Sure, Sariel finally stopped unilaterally boggling me here lately. The reason is simple. Because I'm used to it. After many painful thoughts of being beaten, kicked, thrown away, and manoeuvring experimental lines, I'm starting to see how Saliel works, not with reason, but with some sense.

And after much thought later, only a small fraction of that feeling, but understanding catches up. Now I finally see the shapes that Saliel is based on, things like blurry.

"No, not yet, I don't feel like catching up - helmet release (head purge)"

Take off your helmet and take a breather. Refrain tomorrow from the moon of Xinyang, which will be June, and a refreshing breeze that reminds me of summer as early as possible strokes my cheeks.

Even in a short period of time, Sariel and I get tired because his team is forced to concentrate so nervously in action. Fine, you're sweating too.

"Go ahead, my lord"

Thank you, Sheep.

From the shadows, he whisks his own gnaw and black tentacles, giving him a bottle with the cold water he's grabbing ahead of him. Against the background of a spectacular snowy mountain illustration, Asbel's natural water, labeled.

"Sally, come on in, too."

"Thank you, Maid Chief"

It was the sheep who were burning confrontation with the newcomer maid at first, but as a result of the discussion, the sheep are definitely seniors as the first maid to serve me, and their position is on top. Therefore, the rationale behind Sariel's boss, in other words, to become the head of the maid, has been that the two of them have gotten along well since the agreement was reached.

Strange stuff. Because that seventh apostle, Saliel, is my slave, Fiona's maid, and he is finally a sheep's subordinate. What am I talking about, but is this really Sariel's position?

Put aside the things you can't help thinking about, and now, let's go around your thoughts about other things that concern you.

"Hey, Sariel... you heard what I said yesterday, too"

"Yes."

Sit tight in the middle of the lawn in the backyard. It may be surreal from the side to see me wearing heavy armor and Sariel sitting disciplined in the same outfit as underwear across the street.

But your neighbor and his wife, Halfling, are used to this outfit because it's what we do every day. On occasional holidays, your child and three of us seem to enjoy watching a fierce pair of players washing blood with the blood of me and Saliel. It's not a spectacle - no, I'll leave it about your neighborhood relationship now.

The real deal is more, serious stuff.

"Aria, is it the crusaders who meet you?

"There is no evidence. But no doubt in the hands of the Crusaders"

The raid that made me kick ass to get 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)'. At that time, Fiona showed me the Bible, which was held by followers of this emerging religion who were looking to destroy the cursed armor in transit.

That is indisputable and nothing more than the Bible of the Crucifixion. So I checked. Where this Bible came from. What the hell did they get this Bible from, or from, who?

Fiona asked for an investigation through an informant who said Lily was being kind. Me too, at first I put out a survey quest in the Adventurer's Guild.

But it was the informant who brought the information first, whether the snake's path should be the snake, or not.

The result was found to be the emerging religious group of Avalon, which names the "Aria Monastery". The Bible is distributed as a classic of the Aria Monastery.

"They're fashionable. It's been six months since they showed up."

It is about the end of the moon of dawn that the name of the Abbey of Aria became known in Avalon. Dozens of aristocrats and large merchants, on behalf of the de great nobility, also known as the head of the Avalon Twelve nobility called the Duke of Arklight family, became famous for their enormous donations.

In the beginning, it appeared that he had set up a small temple called the "Church", a run-down retrofit of ancient monuments on the outskirts. However, mysterious donations called for discussion, and succeeded in obtaining a large number of believers as they were in what they did well.

Now with further donations, he said he plans to build a fairly big church, the Toto Cathedral, on Avenue in Avalon.

"The Patriarch is a boy named Rudell who names saints. Age is fifteen, small, brown hair and blue eyes. He's a pretty face like a girl, and he has a reputation for appearance... you know?

"No, no one comes to mind of me. At the very least, there is no one in the Church who fits these appearances more than the Archbishop"

As an apostle, Saliel remembers the face and name of the great man of the Crucifixion all the same. There are many other facial acquaintances themselves by switching around. But being such a person that even Sariel has no idea is not a wacko that the heavy town of the Crucifixion has been riding in straight away...... I can't say enough.

"A boy named Rudell is just a decoration. It is very likely that there will be a mastermind that manipulates the Aria Monastery and aims to preach the Crucifixion to Pandora"

"Well, I guess..."

Last night, it was confirmed that a follow-up report had come from the informant Fiona had asked for, and the adventurers I had asked for, had received information to back them up, and that an organization called the Aria Monastery, which still spreads the Bible to Avalon today, was beginning to rise.

And it was Fiona's same idea that Patriarch Rudell was just a god and would have a mastermind to connect with the Crusaders.

"The problem is they exist as Avalonians."

I mean, "Temehra would be a crusader!" and that means I can't just go directly into Avalon and wipe it out.

The fact that there are no distinct differences in appearance or physical characteristics between Sinclair humans and those of the Pandora continent of Sparda and Avalon works in a bad direction. Whether you look Sinclair or Avalonian, you can't tell the difference at all.

Even if the Sinclair had certain characteristics, such as the Barbados with blonde red eyes like Leki, the Everarms with silver hair on brown skin like Ursula, and the Sinclair, there are not enough definitive elements for this continent of Pandora, where people with colorful hair, eye color and skin tone mix in.

Incidentally, there are many deeply digging western faces, but there are also people who look like familiar Japanese Orientals or Arab people who are not familiar at all. In this other world, anyway, it is extremely difficult to discern race.

"Since the Aria Monastery has already been cordial with Avalon nobles and celebrities, it also seems difficult to pick them up. Root spinning should already be done"

"Damn, I didn't expect to allow such a leap while we were in Sparda."

"This is not an issue that can be prevented on a personal level. To be held accountable is the body responsible for the defence of Avalon"

Sure, even if I moved to Avalon and I glanced over to see if there were any spies, it wouldn't work at all. Preventing the infiltration of enemies is not the force of an individual, but the organizational power of the country. Especially when it comes to intelligence warfare.

"Didn't you set up a church in Sparda because you have strict surveillance"

"That's likely. States that do not stand on the arrow of war tend to be less crisis-conscious than the countries concerned and, proportionally, less able to defend themselves"

Does he talk about this too? No, Sariel is always on the front line, so he simply knows Sinclair's history, but it's a dead end.

"What happens to Avalon"

"I still don't know much about a country called Avalon. Politics, economics, culture, religion. All in all, the exact ability of Avalon to cope with the crisis is unknown. But if we assume that it is the equivalent of a small state around the Sinclair republic that once existed innumerably -"

"Doom, or"

"The validity of acts of aggression through the preaching of the Crucifixion, as we have previously spoken"

It was a pioneering village, and it was like having a colorless conversation in bed. Yes, I do listen. How did the Sinclair Republic come to rule half of the Ark continent?

And starting with the preaching of the Crucifixion, eroding the enemy nations from within, that terrible way too.

"What can I do?"

"The Aria Monastery is a cancer cell nestled in Avalon. For once, annihilation is no easier than having allowed its existence. That response deviates from the sphere of personal power of an adventurer like a master"

"All we can do is sue for information and threats."

"Yes, any further exercise of strength -"

"I know, no matter how much I am, it's not that short-circuited"

Turning a whole country called Avalon against its enemies can only be described as a foolishness that goes far past the lower measures. Worst case scenario, there might be a fight between Avalon and Sparda.

There's not much I can do right now...... in the meantime, this teh problem is talking to Will.

"But when they get so big in such a short period of time, no wonder what kind of magic they used. I don't know what's going to happen with one mouthful."

Especially puzzling is the donation of the prestigious nobility, which first discussed the Aria Monastery. How did you attract large amounts of financial aid? Before that, how did you get the connection?

"It's not magic, it's a curse... it could be"

"Curse," he said?

I'm not going to be able to shut up about the curse yet. What bothers me is that Sariel, who avoids basically obscuring things, deliberately said, "Maybe a curse."

"Three years ago, a priest was interrogated in heresy and executed"

The sin of heresy interrogation is always the sin of the dorsal god. And always the death penalty.

The question is what did you do to get branded for that great sin?

"The priest was sentenced to the sin of the dorsal god by publishing the results of a study that the Crucifix Bible has a kind of curse on it,"

"What kind of curse is that?

I haven't read it yet, but I've seen it through quite a bit. The stereotypes I use in greetings and everyday conversations are so much as I still remember them.

But I've never felt uncomfortable with this. At best, that's enough to deepen Pacri's suspicion that it really says something Christian. I don't feel any sign of a curse.

"The closest effect is attraction (charm)"

Sariel speaks. how convenient the Bible of the Cross is for a race called man.

The Bible speaks. How superior is the race of man.

The only absolute God of Creation, the White God. Just one finished supreme race, created by Sole. Others - who can be denigrated as the 'Demons' - are just evil beings of uncleanness, mixed with remnants of chaos before the world was created. He said he was never compatible with humans, that he was an enemy.

The Bible keeps talking. the sanctity of man and the wickedness of the devil tribe. Which is righteous and which is evil. From ancient times to modern times, the Bible has continued to whisper its sweet words to humans.

"- That's how humans are drawn to the charm of the Crucifixion. Once you admit it, everything you believed until then will be a lie. Meng can enlighten. Wake up. Therefore the priest called it 'Awakening'"

"But I didn't wake up?

"Priestly research has not been substantiated. Nor have I seen anyone in that state of 'awakening'."

I see, when you read the Bible, all of a sudden you say, "Oh, this is the right teaching! God, Banzai!" That means no one will rejoice in tears. Well, if that condition is caused by a high probability, it would mean that there is a curse of 'charm (charm)' without any excuse.

"There is also the theory that the Bible does not dramatically induce 'awakening', but has a kind of hypnotic effect, simply reading its strings, working unconsciously and inducing consciousness into the faith of the Cross"

"Hypnosis just to see is such a handy thing -"

There is. There's definitely one, something like that.

Fourth Trial, Last Rose. He stretched it out in the cave, Tsubasa. It was precisely that, with only visual effects, that it served as a magical formation with a profound hypnotic effect. That dreaded world of horrible horny dreams still freaks me out when I remember it.

"The Biblical Curse, or... As much as you know, it's a strange story to find out these days"

"No, those executed for claiming a biblical curse are outnumbered by a thousand in official records. From antiquity to modernity, there are those who present the same research findings in every age"

"Hey, that's... are you serious?"

"It is a fact that some magical effect is hidden in the Bible. The Biblical curse executions are all carried out in secrecy. It was a secret document that I would never have seen without an official record or apostolic status."

The betrayal of the Seventh Apostle Saliel has led to the great release of the Crusaders' classified information with Dobadoba. Well, I thought I was a frigid religion from the start, so I can only come up with the feeling of "I knew it" where I discovered some things, such as the fact that it rocks the orthodoxy of the Crucifixion.

"So the ones who attacked the armor, too, went crazy in the Bible?

"I can't be so sure. It has been confirmed that a number of small religious groups have been present in Sparta for some time now, thinking that the crucifixion will be the source. Even in the absence of the Bible, it is more realistic to think that contact with the Aria Monastery has induced us to go into radical action"

Because there is no immediacy in the Bible curse, is there? As faith spreads, it becomes more robust. Is it more effective like that?

"The problem is, after all, more than the Bible itself, the Aria Monastery..."

"Mr. Chrono, it's time"

I just tried to get caught up in a vortex of unsolved thought, and Fiona called me.

If you look up, there's a figure of Fiona, dressed in a black jacket and pleated skirt blazer-type seminary uniform.

"Oh, it's that time already"

"Yes, if you don't leave early, you won't be able to make it to graduation."

Yes, actually, today, the 31st of the Far Thunder Moon, is also me and Fiona's graduation ceremony.

The other day, I completed the required credits, successfully passed the graduation exam, and finally it coincided with the graduation of the Adventurer course. The original graduation ceremony for the seminary takes place in the spring, but only the Adventurer course can graduate at any time as long as it passes the required credits and exams.

So well, rather than a ceremony, it's just an administrative process where you just get a diploma... let me dare you call it a diploma.

So, it seemed long and short, to say goodbye to the learning house in the other world, so let's go?