"Um, don't resent me..."

"I'm not here. Because you just looked like a little girl, as much as you resented her. That Kuga just tried to defeat the evil god too...... Ripped flesh, crushed lungs, and risen no matter how many times he was burned, he was an indomitable hero, regardless of appearance and temperament. I don't resent you."

When I replied that way, a tiny woman appeased to call her the Virgin.

I also know why Batavia was bewildered. It must be very hard to believe that this is the Virgin we worship.

"Good...... Oh, let's get down to business. The one we are going to defeat, King Sarasar... is possessed by the Evil God"

"I see. So now you show up."

"You know, evil gods give unimaginable power to possessed subjects. Fighting helplessly is reckless even for you..."

"No, I'm sorry it's more boring tangible language than that - but you, why are you alive? It was 300 years ago. Keep it that way."

Behind Kuga was her.

Does it also have a role in fighting evil gods? It's too good a time to show up here for whatever it takes.

"No way, is it real!? Is this the little one, that Virgin Elliana!?

"Um... sorry, with such a little... Heck......!

Speaking of which, you were allergic to catfish.

Even if someone transforms it, it's too much art to imitate even allergies.

And I remember how many times Kuga missed me.

If Kuga cared, he could have killed me, but he didn't. I was getting angry when I remembered.

"No, I'm not allergic to cats in general, I can't..."

"Really? But think separately about cats and cats."

"Oh, yes...... ok. Then you will. Rather than, um, what is it...?

Batavia's gaze still pierced Erliana.

Batavia is still a triple-white-eyed, so it's scary when stared at. The Virgin was confused, too.

"No, I don't believe it...... I just stare at it, nothing else..."

"Both Kuga the Black Ghost and just the girl Erliana would have just used it for the name of the country, admiring it on your own and distorting the figure on your own. You just have to look at her as she is."

"Don't make it easy for me."

"When they say she's a Virgin, I'm restless..."

But there I realized.

Kuga. Yes, it's Kuga.

Kuga's immortal power was given by this little girl.

"I have a suggestion. Make me immortal as Kuga. To beat the Evil God, that I may return inside."

"Huh... that's a ridiculous story when you think it's a cat statement that will never die"

Batavia may also laugh.

But if the Evil God is resurrected with the help of Sarasar, I want to end it before he gives me a weird evil leg.

But you were unhappy, Erliana shook her neck to the side.

"I don't have that power anymore. Instead, Kuga took me away."

"Oh, did you"

Kuga, the Demon King and Erliana are all the same. He suddenly disappeared one day.

I don't know where the hell you left me, but it was possible that this girl knew where the Demon King was.

If I can take back the Demon King, I don't have to go back inside like this.

Enough for the Demon King to rule that inside instead of me.

"Erliana, I ask you something important. The Demon King..."

"300 years. A cat human who was a little smart and about an excellent performer lived 300 years. Didn't you think it was strange......?

But is that a refusal to respond, when Erliana overwrote my words with a quiet voice?

"Yeah, I thought so. I am sure that the vanished Demon King will protect me."

"So have you considered a different possibility from that…?

"No way. There's no such thing as karaki."

My words were interrupted there.

Because another possibility came to my mind now.

Instead, how come you haven't noticed such a simple tease for 300 years?

But why would that man do something to me? I don't know......

"That's right. The real reason why Beretoto, the Demon King's musician, never died for 300 years. That's because Kuga took the liberty of lending you the power of immortality."

"Ma, wait! Is it true that the hero Kuga has empowered the Demon Clan?

Yes, that's why I couldn't believe it.

That can't be happening. It's odd if we normally think that humans give the Demons, and also the tiniest weakest cat humans, the power of heroes.

"Facts are facts. You are not a cat who will never die. I'm a dead or alive cat. I die a million times, but you come back a million times. It wasn't Jeremiah the Demon King who was protecting you. It's Kuga.... heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh!

Kushami flew in a very important place. It was a cute kushami.

Well, Kushami aside, I remember herself in her words.

For example, when I was thrust into the scars of the earth, I wondered if I might have fallen to death normally. If the identity of convenient bad luck is that power to live back even when you die, it makes sense.

"As believing in your words. Why did he have to make me immortal?"

"I don't know that either...... I was lent it again on my own, and I was in great trouble at that time..."

"That was tough. But I won't give it back now. I will live longer and fatter. More than that, the Demon King..."

I don't know who you are.

You have been refused an instant answer to a question.

I felt a strong willingness to answer and I learned a slight anger.

"That's a lie, there's no way you didn't know I was next to Kuga. Where did those two disappear?"

"I don't know anything I don't. I, too, am on the side of being fooled by Kuga...... But it's true that I was deceived, but with the sacrifice of one Kuga, the evil god, the demon king, created a world that doesn't exist."

Well, it ended conveniently for humans.

But it's a nightmare for us. We were always unhappy when we lost the Demon King, the ideal Lord who could only be dreamed of by worship.

"One of them is back, though. What can you do in this day and age, Erliana?"

"I won't do anything about it. Beletotto, please replace Kuga."

"That also makes a terrible demand..."

"I'm sorry...... But this is for sure. Megidoflame burned me back to life, please fight Kuga...... Only evil gods must be eliminated from this world...... Otherwise, I can't open my name to the goddess..."

I couldn't believe it when they told me I was immortal.

Even if you look at your own meatballed hands, you just look like a cat human.

Well, either way, I am the one who was instructed to assassinate King Salazar.

If you defeat them, the Demon Army moderates say they will give you the people of Catfish. If you protect them inside, you can protect your compatriots from a world of conflict.

"It doesn't change what you do in the end. Evil gods and Sarasar, give guidance to the two lowest scumbags. One stone and two birds, but I will do it my way."

"But...... No, then, give that rapier the power against the devil. Thank you for your time, Mr. Batavia."

When Erliana bowed politely to Batavia, the Virgin had disappeared from the world.

It became the light of Emerald, and the Virgin was sucked into Rapier.

Convinced. It was not by the power of miracles that he kept himself young that his figure remained the same as it was then. It was already over.

"Master Erliana has no more flesh. After saving the world with the hero Kuga, he was assassinated unknowingly. And they say the church and the Elliana French nation were born. Our teachings were a falsehood built by traitors..."

"A power struggle as soon as peace came. It's common everywhere."

I pulled out the hips rapier.

There is no change in appearance. But I feel a lot of power. Where I was given the effect of lacking specificity against demons, I could not imagine when I was mediocre.

Even if you gently touch your torso and fold it, it's always the same except for the atmosphere.

"Um, can you touch me some more...?

"Oh, really?"

"Yes. Mr. Bereto's hand, it feels good to be fluffy...... Dead, I've only gotten one. Cat allergy, healed......"

"Rapier is talking..."

Intelligence Sword didn't have to admire it as a swordsman, but it's actually something you have trouble handling when you get it......

Do you want me to just have it and embarrass you......

"From earlier on, you looked like you were kushami?

"I'm fine with this look!

"What reason is that...... You're a spirit, but you're not allergic to anything."

"Yes, but I get what comes out...... eh. Oh, more than that, Mr. Bereto's hand, feels good, fuzzy..."

Not for my daughter, but the Virgin Elliana was a beast fetish who loved fuzzy things.

I didn't even want to know the truth until 300 years ago.