Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

I walk loose to the Pope, who fell on the floor.

"Hmm."

Even if you lose your mind and your body wears off, it should be noted that Golroana's hands still remain organized to pray.

Historical popes said they forgot to pray before the Demon King hymn.

Give Golroana the magic of Total Demon Complete Healing (Aye Sheal).

As the wound healed instantly, the Pope opened his eyes as he had noticed all along.

"The Pope thinks of the country and just prays. Apparently it wasn't just the words, the tip of your mouth."

Golroana did not stop praying even after eating properly the choreography of "Neighbor" with the magic of the Magic Flute.

If I hadn't defended myself, it wouldn't have been strange to have perished with God.

I didn't expect you to abandon your personal lust until now.

"Forgive your faith, Mark. You cannot be forced to wake up unless God is convinced"

Golroana wakes herself up and takes a prayer attitude again.

"Where (where) do you want me to tell you?

The signed Magic Formation shines bright.

"You can't make coercion work. You can't differ in your oath of God. You are right, it seems that the popes of history did not continue to think and pray for their country with its whole spirit".

Or maybe it's because Golroana herself can do that that I didn't realize.

"From Giorhaze, 200 km west. In its deep underground and sometimes hidden underground ruins Riga Londrol, the trace God is said to sleep. Let's be the entrance to the Riga Londo Lol, where the singing voice of the dragon circles around the day and night."

"Is white night unusual in the basement?

Turning around Arcana, she said.

"There is no sun in the ground, and therefore there is no same day as on earth. Dawn in the morning, day in the day, night in the polar night."

"You mean during the day"

"Yes, that's all we can get to."

Then there is no problem with this matter.

"Well, Golroana"

I give my gaze to the Pope in front of me.

You know what I'm trying to do?

"... this chosen Alliance Pearl is a gift from God. If you want to take this away, take my life first."

"I don't want that stuff"

Then the Pope gave a strange look.

"What are you surprised about? You think I want something like that?

"You won the Jihad. You just destroyed my chosen God, and you're not going to end it."

"Hmm. Can't you see the story?

"... why do you not dedicate the Gospel God to offerings?

In the Selection Judgment, the Selection God can eat other gods.

Arcana once took in the God of the Holy Knight Gazelle and made that order ours.

So it's no wonder you don't do it?

"I thought I told you. My aim is to destroy the judgment."

"Then, even more importantly, do we need the miracle of God?

"In the judgment of selection, God can eat God. There are other things to settle for besides jihad, but this ritual must not appear to want the chosen to contend with one another, with God."

Golroana reacts inexplicably to my words.

"What do you want to say?

"To win the selection judgment, defeating and eating the enemy God would be a stone. I mean, the existence that gave rise to this judgment, in the teachings of the earth, is probably Equest, but Equest wants God to eat God."

Just to maintain order, do we need that mechanism to be fulfilled?

"Perhaps creating a mighty God with multiple orders will make order stronger. Or maybe it has other purposes. In any case, I feel something deliberate. If there was someone who planned this, I'd take it off my mind."

You don't have to bother to feed God, but if it's power, it's enough for this one.

"... So is the purpose of killing me?

I'm not interested in your life.

"So what is the purpose?

"Whatever, just keep talking about it."

Then the Pope distorts its righteous face.

"I don't understand. If you win, just kill me, and that'll do it. No one is in Geordal to blame for the outcome of the Selected Judgment"

"That's the situation as the demon king of Dilheid. Unless you're a tyrant or incompetent. At least, you're praying for Geordal and you're ruling this country peacefully and safely. If you die, the country will be rough. We could be invaded by Agaha or Gadesiola."

"It has nothing to do with the countries on earth."

"The happiness of the people living in this country is too great to speak of as irrelevant. It's no sneak for their faces to stain with grief."

I looked around at Georhaze with the students at Demon King's College.

Much remains to be known, but what is clear is that all the underground people who live here live connected.

He sang with pleasure the Coming Sacred Dedication and wholeheartedly prayed for the success of the consecration of the psalm, which is divine.

Whatever the cultural differences are, they are no different from dillheids.

"There can be no forgiveness if you are hostile. But if not, let's put our hands together."

Golroana is turning her gaze as she explores my sincerity.

So I said sharply.

"Is that the dialogue you said about those who destroyed my chosen God?

"Kuha. It doesn't make sense to speak of powerless ideals. It is only when I know that you are no enemy when you stand upside down that my words arrive for the first time. If you stop me, it's more a word than a power that makes a dialogue possible."

"... is what you say about arrogance"

"You seem to understand. I'm arrogant. Never get tired of destroying an enemy country. I want peace. There's real peace."

To say too much, Golroana closes her mouth.

I laughed at him like that, I said.

"Ask your own chest. More than ever before, my words will reach that heart."

Shortly the Pope exhales.

Or maybe that was affirmative.

"Two thousand years ago, there was also a great battle on earth. Divine tribes, demons, humans and spirits killed each other, as the three underneath powers contended. Many soldiers died, and the people died. I finally gambled my hopes and challenged my enemies with strength and dialogue."

To the Pope, who listens in silence, I go on.

"The world is at peace. At least not more than two thousand years ago. But I still think. If I could have talked to them sooner, more dead people would have been saved"

I can certainly put false thoughts into words.

"You can't repeat that mistake. While we're beating each other up, I'll keep the conversation going. Let's talk with this fist and beat it with words until you lose your roots."

"... what do you want me to do?

"Make concessions. Let's respect your faith. But don't do any harm to Dilheid. Why don't we exchange covenants between the state and the state?"

Shake your head left or right as Golroana denies.

"You can't make more concessions than I said earlier. Geordal cannot defy the kingdom of God, the teachings"

"Then figure out a way not to defy the teachings and not to harm Dilheid"

Golroana dyed its beautiful face in bewilderment.

"I don't think it's a very smart idea though. It hasn't changed much since then. Neither do we, originally, intend to cause harm to the earth without the teachings of Geordal"

"With me, I don't want everything from the beginning. If you make fools of yourselves, let me remind you every time and set up a seat for dialogue."

After closing my eyes and praying to God, Golroana looks to me.

"To live in a harsh underground world, the power of God and his use, the dragon, was essential. We couldn't live without faith. You will never understand those on earth who could live on their own."

"Because we don't know, we're afraid of each other. Because we don't know, we don't hate to destroy each other, and therefore each other looks like the devil's brake"

And whenever there is a chain of hatred piled up, everyone and he can sink into a muddy war without hands.

"Shouldn't we start with knowing? If you find it hard to understand, then you'll have no choice."

"I won't be watching you silently destroy the sacred judgment. Neither will the people of Geordal allow it."

"If you still don't know what I'm capable of, do as you please. As many times as I can, I'll tell you. That there are more beings in the world who should not buy anger than God. Even if you don't, your classics have to change."

I don't pull a step, and yes I poke my words at the Pope in Geordal.

"I'm sure you don't know."

Preceding that, Golroana has a grieving look that she has never shown before.

"These two hands of ours are meant to pray to God. Never put your hands together like those on earth."

As I repeat, the Pope says:

"When you came here, I didn't take that hand I offered. That's everything. There will never be a day to join hands with you."

"I guess the hungry pray to God because they have no food. There are no fruit trees out there that don't reach out and keep praying."

Golroana looks up at me slightly.

"Sometimes prayer alone cannot be saved. When I have to reach out to grab something, I will definitely visit you, too. It was so with historical popes. That's why I reacted to that hymn."

That's what I say, I turn my heel back.

"There is no rush to conclude. I'll hang out with you as much as I want until you're done."

He followed the hymn festival with Arcana.