Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Few people know that there is a hidden little room behind the altar in the cathedral chapel. And those who actually set foot in that room are even more limited.

Anyway, the only one who can get in there is the 'Archpope', the highest ranking in the Eon Holy Kingdom.

Three humans were praying on the altar.

Normally, behind the altar, a mural depicting a spectacular battle between the pale god and the alien demon kings and beasts first comes to my attention. But all this evening, the mural broke into two straight pieces from the center, and the blue and white light was leaking out of a gap enough for each person to get through.

Three people who were praying in the form of triangles, led by one boy, raised their faces, as they waited for someone's visit.

"… under. There you are."

One of the two old men, both kneeling behind the boy, muttered.

What the three of them put together is an unclean white long coat.

The two old men were wrapped around purple bands showing the Episcopal Cardinal, while the boy was wrapped around blue bands like the sky. That was the belt that manifested the highest ecclesiastical rank.

Hard footsteps approach from the back of the open passage. The footsteps gradually grew louder.

Before we lowered our heads even further, the Lord of Footsteps finally appeared.

The man flipped his cloak and stood arrogantly before the altar. One step behind it spreads its wings wide and descends so that the flutter and the other shadow follow behind it.

He was a blonde young swordsman dressed in fine decorated armor with no cloudy or silver colour, and an angel who looked like a red-haired girl with a pair of wings in pure white on one or its back.

"Werner Barni, Archbishop of the Holy King of Aeon"

An angel steps forward in front of a swordsman opens his mouth.

"- Ha."

The boy bows his head deeply.

"Likewise Cardinal Alessio D'Antoni. Cardinal Sandro Bludge"

"" Ha. "

"Raise your face," the angel agreed with a pale trick, confirming the three who raised their faces. "... have confirmed that there is no difference. Allow attendance"

"" Ha-ha-ha ""

Three people bowing their heads deeply again.

Confirm that and the angel falls back behind the youth again.

"I want to check the status quo first. How has things progressed and what kind of response does the Ecclesiastical Church take to exist?

A young man opened his mouth instead.

"Ha. We have dispatched the Cathedral Crusaders as the head of the regiment," Saints (Saints), "Bernardo Gloria Casas. All 5,102 people below have not returned -"

An old man called Alessio shook his tongue and finally put it into words as he swallowed his spit.

"We also confirm that the unclean demons of the Grand Duchy of Youth are still alive and well. As a result… the Expeditionary Army has failed in its mission and regards it as completely destroyed"

Shimmering air dominates the chapel, but no young swordsman, no angels, no fine dust, no appearance of movement, "So?," he urged.

"… This is why we are currently in the process of forming the Second Expeditionary Force"

On behalf of Alessio, the other Cardinal Sandro replied.

"10,000 holy knights, mainly the Fifth Army and the Eighth Army. 50,000 more levies and volunteers… Five more bishops have served and are in possession of the use of the Jihad (Mikotonori)"

"Jihad" is the back hand (or forbidden hand) of the EON Episcopal Church, and the chanting by a high priest makes it possible to manipulate all members of the Order as murderer warriors without fear of death. For this reason, even if you are an amateur, it is possible to use it as more than a warrior in line, but at the end of the day, it is also a suicide bomber based on the assumption that you will use and crush your allies.

- A total of 60,000 Murder Warriors? It's overwhelming if you're in line, but it's like feeding that abandoned dragon (Nidheck) opponent for nothing.

Contrary to the Cardinals, who cemented their grievous resolve, the young swordsman (Rapuk) was listening with a nosy face.

With those eyes lying down, they are directed at the boy who trembles and doesn't hear a word from earlier - Archpope Werner.

- After all, as it stands, the only maximum firepower I can move freely is at Mr. Scarlet Snow's? Ideally, it would be your word if Mr. Scarlet Snow voluntarily put it out, but is there any way you can come and help strangers who don't owe you money?

In fact, to date, the demons of Imperial Crimson, the Crimson Empire, have only defeated junior vampires (Lesser Vampires) trying to enter Cress territory, but have not shown any aggressive posture.

I even caught a glimpse of how I enjoyed repelling the incoming opponent with a seven-sided bird-firing sensation.

I guess it's good entertainment for them to see.

- Then you should work with Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, even if you bend the verse slightly, but no matter what you think, the jizzy people of the ecclesiastical stone head can convince you. At the very least, if this kid can use some more, he can lay down his life at the top down, but he doesn't have that courage or majesty.

Again, I made my prestige right again, sighing very much inside, wondering if I had any choice but to make an opinion on this occasion.

"Communicate the intentions of the Ethereal God. We must not look past the current situation in the Grand Duchy of Youth. Those troublemakers are against God's will, and I don't mind exercising any means to destroy them."

Up to this point, they would be expected words, too. But the problem is:

If that's what you're doing, there's no need to cooperate with other countries.

Two old men who were listening to words that could be conveyed with a strange face, but when they looked at each other with a stiff face, they confirmed in a tone of horror......

"Does that mean putting up a joint front with the Grawior Imperial Army......?

Nodding heavily at Sandro's inquiry.

"It also (,,,) has"

"That too...?

Next to Sandro, who frowned with a strange face, Alessio's complexion changed visibly when he noticed something.

"Ma... no way, with the Crimson Imperial Crimson of the Crimson Empire. All demons to destroy......!?!

With a face that looks like it's going to poke away as it is, it folds toward the unspoken old men.

"Dear Left, as the scriptures say, the unmanned are wretched sinners who know not the grace of God. But the Ethereal God bestowed special mercy on this difficult matter. Whether they are subjects to be destroyed or not, it is the convenience of the Ethereal God to grant them more or less amnesty in their afterlife by making them accumulate more or less virtue in this world before them."

"But it..."

The two old cardinals, who had rebutted, were looked upon with a firm eye of youth and angels and, in haste, bowed their heads deeply.

"It is the temple of the Ethereal God. Make no mistake."

"Ha, ha... I did"

The two lay flat, sweating, at the kind of pressure that had made their hearts eagle.

"Bye, Archpope Werner, there is a direct divine commission from the Ethereal God for difficult matters. It's serious. Moving from this to the temple. Follow me."

………

A young swordsman (rapturous) who pointed his gaze at the aisle behind the chapel, but twisted his neck at the appearance of a boy who remained flat and unresponsive, with a face that fell to his heart "... oh" before becoming tannic.

- Maple. Follow me.

An angel, instructed by a troublesome smell, walked up to Werner's side, grabbed his roots so that he could handle even the cat's child as he did, and when he slipped, he pulled over.

If you look at the boy's - seemingly thin, but depending on what you see - neat face was completely relaxed and his white eyes peeled off.

Apparently, he had passed out from not much of the way through the tension.

"... do you want to wake me?

"No, I'm taking you like this"

It is also troublesome to explain it again, so the young swordsman (Lapoku) commanded the angel (Maple) to go straight to the small room in the back - where the magic formation of the transition to the "Tower of the Pale God" - and pulled the archpope away and disappeared.

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Half an hour later...

The boy, who had received instructions only from the voice of the name "divine" and the "artifact" given to him by God, left between the flirtatious and single divine with a blue-faced face.

"Is it okay to give the Archpope (that idiot) the 'Sealed Cross'?

In response to a naturally lappy concern, the blue-formed man made a mild mockery of Hun.

"I don't mind. Anyway, that's a cheap thing I made out of a meeting. Once used, it will shatter. - Well, is that better? The missing real anti-vampire sealing device was unsealed by an idiot because he left it behind badly."

"... wouldn't it be nice if I didn't seal it otherwise?

Two, the other standing at the window - a woman seen around 20, dressed as a hunter in an elf, twisted her neck.

"It doesn't work that well. I had a sarcophagus set aside as a savepoint when I created him. Specifications for a quick resurrection to the extent that it weakens somewhat, even if it dies. I wish I'd destroyed the sarcophagus in advance, but it's probably about him. He's covered it up so he can't be discovered.

It's troublesome, but I'm sure I'll seal it.

But I can't seal him without more magic than I can. All you can do about it in this world is me or Scarlet Snow. Anyway, I can only give you magic effects based on the magic power of the user. "

"Does it not work if others use it?

To the question of the elf daughter, a man who puts his hand under his chin when he fumes.

"Probably. Doesn't it work... you guys might be able to stop moving for a few hours, but that's all. Pretty magical as a human being these days, like a few minutes earlier in the Archpope class? - This is all about experimenting with the target."

By the way, in the ecclesiastical Church, those who are elected Archpope are supposed to be by divine divinity, but nothing, they are simply choosing the most magical (MP) within the Holy King, where they are not involved in any way, such as their personal qualities or their faith.

"I see. So you're giving 'Sealed Cross' to Mr. Scarlet Snow via that kid"

I nodded with a convinced face and it pounded, but it made me look strange again.

"But why did you instruct me to give it directly from that idiot? I suppose you could have pinched people in between?

"It's okay because I'm an idiot," the man affirmed with plenty of disdain. "It's about scarlet snow if you give it to him in an elaborate way, because there's something behind it that you might read and not use. That's where that idiot comes in. Scarlet Snow Guy tends oddly to want to burn the care of that handful of idiots. I would use it without much doubt. - Do you have insurance for once?"

That's how he shrugged, and the man glanced at his elf daughter, who was standing at the window.

"Sub-teako. Instruct him to hand it over to the Pope. Lappy, you work with Tamegoro and stand by to rescue Scarlet Snow in case it doesn't happen."

"Is it Scarlet Snow's support?

Confused and slightly relieved, lappy.

"Oh, they're the ones. Put Scarlet Snow's life first.... Anyway, Scarlet Snow is the only person in this world who has the same real soul as me. You can't lose it. - You got it?

"Yes, I'll tell Tamegolo too"

"Yeah, I'll try to protect Scarlet Snow's life"

- Only life.

A sub tea child who explores one plan in his heart and smiles coldly.

I don't even know that, the blue man is the end of a distant sky. I fucking laughed thinking of Scarlet Snow.

"Ma. Scarlet Snow is the same chosen person as me. Yeah, well, you're not gonna die."

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aerial gardens around that time.

- I could die today......

At a dinner party with the Four Wesen Heavenly Kings, Seven Harm Star Beasts, Thirteen Demon Generals, and Eighty-Eight Pluto Chiefs (the leading men of each Demon Nation) at the end of the Vacant Red Jade Castle Great Hall, I confirmed my HP in danger (Red Zone) and now I am ready to die.

"You're not flavor tone deaf, like soy sauce on a curry!

"Though it would be disgusting to see the sauce over there with something drooling!

"It's not a drool. No, it's Wuster sauce!

"Aren't they both similar?

"" I'm on gastrointestinal medication. I don't want you to tell me!!

"- Here it is!?

"Damn, because the young are this... hey, no seven flavors?

"Chili?! Oi, did Grandpa get bogged down? Curry would have Tabasco."

"Knock. You're young. I don't even know what the seven flavors taste like.

"Whoa. Stop fighting. I was wondering if you could spare me the hard stuff next door. Because the flavor of mayonnaise escapes."

"" I don't care about any of that gete stuff!!

"At all, it would be best not to put anything on normally"

"Um, Dear Life Capital... I wonder if it would be better to put a curry on the hemp lady tofu...?

"Is there a problem with my taste?

"Oh, no... it's nothing"

"Damn, it's lamentable how curry is topped"

"This is heavenly. It's the Lord's freedom to put raw eggs, natto, and tomato ketchup on it, but scratching the mess is not going to be ugly. I'm gonna lose my appetite."

And with that said, there are currently lightning strikes, destruction rays, flames, dimensional faults and mysterious energies flying throughout the Great Hall.

Though it doesn't strike directly, even if it fits Zero Glass (not much) and Obedience in the aftermath of one attack after another, it doesn't restore HP in time.

HP also has a few dots left, and the MP is starting to run out.

I'll tell you next time. Maybe not this time.

Something's getting dark in front of me.

- Good night, Pao Rush.

Who prepared curry for a dinner party...?