"Ray, you are now a resident of Hyphoria.As a comrade who follows the same path, the world welcomes you. "

Aife said with a gentle voice.

The glaring rainroad light subsided and eventually disappeared.Ray's appearance has not changed.However, the magic has the blessing attribute of Hyphoria.

Well, there won't be a problem.Without the conflicting magical dwellers of Ivezeino, the blessing will only work positive.

Does it seem to have a big impact?

When non-militia residents are reincarnated, what happens is still unknown.At least then you will be born in this land of Hyphoria.

"Now I can offer to succeed the Holy King.Let's wait until Flair Doll arrives. "

Lebrahard says.

It was just then.

"Succession to the Holy King?"

The voice of a woman echoes there, as if to hear it back.

Walking from the other side of the rainbow pillar is a beautiful man wearing a cloak.Her presence here would mean that she was one of the last of the Five Holy Counts, Count Flair Doyle.

"What do you mean, Father?"

She asks Lebrahard.

"Bartsarond nominated him, Ray Grandsdry, for the Holy King's Succession Battle.From now on, we will deliberate at the five Holy Counts. "

Freadol then turned a sharp eye to Ray.He's shining his magic eyes like they're worth a price.

"I've never seen you at Hunting Gijuku.Where do you belong? "

Ray responded softly to the questionable flared doll.

"Unfortunately, I'm from the Rebirth World Militia.I just became a resident of Hyphoria. "

"Militia... in your case..."

She murmurs as if she thinks that Ray is being rumored in Hyphoria.

And he immediately turned his face to Balzarondo.

"Uncle, why did you recommend a man who is not even the Holy Five?"

'Cause I thought you deserved it, Lord Flair Doyle.

"Father is the rightful Holy King who draws the blood of great ancestor Ordov.What are you dissatisfied with? "

"If you think so, you can disagree in the deliberation.It's your right, it's your duty. "

Barzalondo says frankly.

"Hyphoria's head of state is not hereditary.What was chosen by the Spirit God sword and blessed with righteous inheritance reigns.There is only one question, our unshakeable conscience. "

"... if my uncle is challenged, I understand.My uncle, like my father, is the great one who was chosen by the Spirit God sword and allowed to have it.We, the Five Holy Monarchs, have travelled the way to becoming Holy Kings every day.But isn't he even in the hunting school? "

"Lord Flair Doyle, do you despise my eyes as a hollow?"

Pressured by Balzarondo's words, Freadol turns away for a moment.

"That's not true... but it's not legitimate for someone who has walked the right path to doubt someone who hasn't..."

"If there is no battle to succeed the Holy King, the choice of the next Holy King will be strongly influenced by the will of the current King."

Ray rubbed her mouth from the side.

"What's wrong with that?"

"You weren't on the front lines when Evezeno attacked.Have you ensured the safety of those whom His Majesty the Holy King thinks of the next King, just in case? "

Ki and Flair stare at Ray.

"Does it mean that I am not worthy of the Holy King, who did not fight the plight of Hyphoria?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just wanted to know the intentions of the current Holy King, that's all -"

"Father up!"

Before Ray finishes, Freadol turns around and crawls to St. King Lebrahard.

"That's why I told you. It's obvious that the Five Holy Dukes will be sleighed if they don't go hunting as the disaster strikes Isaac!Now it wasn't like I was blown into a cowardly wind! "

"I told you so many times, Freadol.There is a danger of total annihilation if we confront the Abyss world head-on.Whatever you do, only God must protect you.But we cannot lose the Holy King and all his heirs. "

Without the Holy King, we do not know the way forward in the world.Only one of the Five Holy Dukes could not be on the front lines.

"You didn't have to be me!It is no less powerful than Lord Garnzest! "

"You are the youngest.With that youthfulness and strength, we can lead Hyphoria to an eventuality. That's what I decided. "

That's what Lebrahard teaches you.

But Freadol didn't pull it off.

"That's why I'm saying that I made the wrong decision!Is the word of a coward who didn't fight reaching his people?Even this incompatible person told me to disqualify the Holy King! "

Pointing at Ray, Freadol roughs up his voice.

I didn't say that, but it was written on Ray's face.

"Freadol, if you're going to walk the path to the Holy King, be careful of inappropriate behavior. Okay?"

Soft but majestic, Lebrahard says.With a disgusting face, she pulled back and said, "Yes..."

"But anyway, it's useless.Apart from my uncle, there are no five consorts who want to take this man to the stage of the Holy King's Succession War. "

Really?

Ray said with a nasty face.

"I don't think you agree with me, Flair Doll."

"Impossible."

Abandoned as such, Freadol lined up with the other five holy lords.

"I'm sorry, she's a little too righteous."

Lebrahard says.

Shall we begin?

Ray nodded.

When Barzalondo looked at him, he stood up and stabbed the Spirit God sword into the spot.The Holy Sword pierces the surface of the water as if it were the earth.

Ray walked away from the Spirit God sword, followed by the Holy Catholic Eiffel.

"There was one of the five consorts, Barzalondo of the Count, who offered to succeed the Holy King.The challenging warrior is Ray Grandsdry. Whoever believes that he has come to the right path will not be guided by his sword and conscience. "

Barzalondo pulls out the sword.

When I thought it was piercing the surface of the water, a pure white rainroad stretched from the tip of my sword, illuminating Ray.

That would mean an endorsement of the Holy King's Succession.

"Look, the results are obvious. Only my uncle..."

When Flair Doll was about to say, a man drew his sword.

I am Baron Leo Wolf.

"What do you mean, Sir Leo Wolf?"

She pursued it with a suspicious look.

"As you can see. I have doubts about the path of the current king, Lebrahard."

Instead of meeting Fredor, Leowulf turned to the Holy King.

"Your Majesty the Holy King, I am afraid to speak.If you will show me the right way, I will take this sword. "

"Let's hear it."

Leowulf said that forgiveness was granted.

"It was discovered by [the Holy Will (Basserum)] that the Great Admiral Jiji Janes, the head of the Magic Bomb World Elenesia, had deceased his ancestor Ordov.In order to show righteousness to the people, and to show hegemony to their subordinates, His Majesty the Holy King said, "We should destroy this enemy."

"Sir Leo Wolf, you've said a lot.I appreciate your advice. "

All formally, Lebrahard expresses his gratitude.

"But it's not a good idea to invade the world of magic bullets.Not yet. Do you understand? "

"... no, I can't accept it. The path of the Holy King is not good, and righteousness should always run."

Leowulf turned his heel back.

"Ray Grandsdrie, do you swear to avenge your ancestor Ordov at the dawn of your reign?"

"The Grand Admiral has sinned.That's what you have to pay for.Even if you're going to enter the world of magic bullets by yourself. "

If not, I'll kill you.

Leowolf pierces the holy sword into the water.

His rainroad stretches straight, pointing to Ray's body.

There are now two Ray's supporters.

If the other is on your side, you will qualify for the Holy King's Succession War.

"Sir Garnzest, Sir Legheim. Sir Flair Doll.Is that okay with you guys?Can you say that the path of the Holy King is truly the right one to fear and realize before his father's vengeance? "

Leowolf told them to provoke the three.

"Ray Grandsdry is not necessarily right.But he is the man who fought and survived the disaster, Isaac.The current Holy King needs to show courage and strength, at least in succession battles.I didn't realize I was scared! "

Rather than admitting Ray, it would mean more control over Lebrahard.If you are on the right path as a Holy King, you should stand majestically in the Battle of the Holy King's Succession and show it clearly.That's what Leowulf wants to say.

But they didn't agree.

Looks like you got the results.

Lebrahard says.

"Ray, I've only been offered the Holy King's Succession once in my life.If you don't get the consent, you'll be disqualified from holding the Spirit God Sword. "

"I know."

"Well, Barzalondo, as always, I hope you own it."

With that, the Holy King turns his heel back.

"Decline"

Bartsarond said to Lebrahard, who stopped his feet.

"If my offer for the Holy King's Succession War is not fulfilled, I will not qualify as soon as possible.Your Majesty, the Spirit God sword is in return.Hold it in your hands until the right person shows up next time. "

Looking back slowly, Lebrahard walks to the Spirit God Sword.

When he stopped, he said.

"Is that a real word?If you return the Spirit God sword to yourself, you will be disqualified from being the successor of the Holy King. "

"I won't lose you."

Balzerondo affirms that.

Lebrahard raised his eyebrows as if he didn't understand.

I can't see you talking.

"If you are truly worthy of the Holy King, this sword will be repayable.But it's not. "

The lines of sight of Lebrahard and Barzalondo stagger.

"You don't know what that means?You already know it's impossible to keep deceiving me forever! "

Burning eyes stare at Lebrahard.

It takes a few seconds, but they'll have felt it for a long time.

Without answering the question, the Holy King reached out to the Spirit God sword.

Grasp the pattern slowly.

She breathed a little.

"... you're right..."

Grabbing the Spirit God sword, Saint Lebrahard said.

"I can't pull Evansmana out."