Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

"I remember..."

Celis shrugged like he was talking to himself, saying it again.

"Are you sure?

Don't break your spare look, Celis looks straight at me.

I see no upset.

As always, he said in an unexpected tone.

"I've never met your sister. Of course, it's the first time I've heard of you having a sister. You know what that means?

"One, you're lying"

Close your eyes and Celis will give me back my words.

"And the other thing is, I remember you wrong."

Relax, he points at me.

"Militia, the God of Creation, applied a double trick to your memory. If you remember what you forgot, it's the psyche that illuminates you that it's true. That's why I kept fake memories for you when you tried to remember."

I don't think this frigid man is going to tell the truth, stupid honestly.

But in anticipation of me not believing it, I can also think of things like daring to tell the truth and making you turn away from it.

At least, it's definitely not an impossible story, more than my memory could possibly be incorrect.

"If you think about it, Arcana, the unnamed God you exchanged covenants with, can also be considered the Creator God. I wonder what you're up to?

Celis gives Arcana her gaze.

"I seek salvation. It's Just That God."

"Are you sure about that?

Faster than Arcana answers that question, Celis utters the following words:

"You said the referee bonfire. Does remembering old memories mean you saw it on the ground?

"Oh."

"Then I'll show you something interesting. You should follow me."

Celis uses the magic of Metastasis.

Discern the technique with the devil's eye and tell Sasha and the others in Thought Communications.

The Pluto and the Curse also transferred.

As we followed, we also used Metastasis.

My vision stained white, and here I am, on the middle floor of the Averast Anzetta.

It is so vast there, yes, so vast that the end cannot be seen.

Standing columns and countless fireworks.

There was an eye-catching silver flame in its center.

The Sellis stood before its flames.

"This is a referee bonfire."

Put your hands up, he says.

"The fire of judgment brought by God, which is only in this everast anzetta. Think about why it was on the ground."

The bonfire of judgment, and this space, is certainly what I dreamed of.

"Was the Averast Anzetta on the ground? But there's a castle in Dirheid with a 3D magic formation like the Delzo Gate that can hide its appearance from the demonic eyes of Anos, you, and the demons of those days?

Sure, I don't think I'll overlook it.

When I was a kid, I had to, and after I grew up, it was even worse.

It would be strange if a lot of people didn't know it existed, not just me.

Just sealing my memories would make Tsuji no longer fit.

"Let's just say it's true that Arcana is your sister. I mean, here's the thing. Once you were forced to break up with your sister, she became a god, and thus, reunited in this underground. No, no, what an inspiring story. You make me cry."

It's like there's no emotion, Celis says it's hard.

"Do you think there's such a convenient coincidence in the world? God is order. Order means everything is inevitably colored. Can you really match your memories with this reality right now?

Sure, sometimes it doesn't fit the story.

After the first selection judgment in the underground, the deputy was born and the Alliance Pearl was brought.

Earlier, as Sellis said, it was also a history inscribed on the stone tablet of the Averast Anzetta.

The underground was formed about two thousand years ago. Maybe after I was reincarnated.

Otherwise, it would be odd if you didn't notice its existence when you tried to annihilate the dragon.

Then why was there an Alliance Pearl when I was a kid?

Those three dragon-like men who broke into the house were obviously summoning dragons.

"We might be able to match Tsujitsu somehow. But for that, how many miracles are there?

Let's think of the Alliance Pearl as something that was on earth two thousand years ago.

It continued to be kept secret and, at last, without anyone knowing, the summoning magic using alliance pearls did not spread on earth.

Arcana became a god by chance.

I became a god by chance and abandoned my name by chance.

And by chance, he reunited with me and coincidentally exchanged covenants.

They may indeed be indissoluble when it comes to miracles.

"Though there's no problem where the miracle happened. But a miracle could be a thought of God."

"Hmm. Not unlikely."

"I've forgotten. I know your past. I'll be able to fill in the void in your memory. Never, in a way that doesn't lie."

Sellis painted the magic formations of

"You want to know?

"Not really."

Celis raises one hand.

Then a magic formation is painted on the bonfire of that judgment.

It's the magic of.

It was Geordal's far-sightedness that was reflected in its flames.

The streets of Giorhaze, and a cathedral the size of a bean grain, can be seen there.

"My knight, who kept me lurking, reported it. The dragon sang louder,"

Celis rings his finger.

Then a sound was heard from < Remote fluoroscopy (limneto) >.

The singing of the Divine Dragon, which always resonates with Geordal. That slight examination, which seemed like a creek spiral, was now echoing across the country to a large extent.

At the next moment, a flame rose from the cathedral of Giordal.

Singing flames.

It swelled up far more enormously than it did when it fought Pope Golroana, releasing momentum upwards.

Striking heaven is the fire of purification.

The burning flame melts the lid and puts a hole in it.

Still, the momentum doesn't stop, and the singing flames push the ceiling up and up everywhere.

"What is that...?

Sasha gives me a surprise look.

"Midhaze direction"

Misha squeaks.

Singing flames subside.

From the destroyed ceiling came rags and countless soil and rocks down to the ground.

"It looks like the first shot was taken by a magical junction strewn underground. Because of the singing of the dragon, I don't really see it, but, well, if it's the junction you built, wouldn't that singing flame have cost you about half as much?

The magical kingdom stretched out in the underground dungeons of Midhaze is not yawdy.

Though, all that power singing flames.

In a city I'm not in, it's not something I can take many times.

"One more time. The third shot is a mystery."

"I guess the reason why the dragon sings so loudly is to seal up the metastasis and not let it go to the firecracker."

Indeed, if the singing of the dragon were to sound so loud, it would not be possible to check the situation with the Devil's Eye.

"Come on, I just figured it out. It's a suggestion, Anos. I will now shoot the magic of destroying Geolhaze. The mastermind must be the Pope."

"Though the shooting point is Geolhaze, it's not necessarily there"

"That's right. So destroy Geolhaze, not the cathedral. You know what I mean? If we lose the country to protect, if we lose the faithful to salvation, the Pope will have no more reason to fight. If you can't destroy Giorhaze, you can destroy every Giordal."

With a natural face, Sellis says.

"That makes it easy to protect Dilheid. I won't tell you to get your hands dirty. All you have to do is miss out on me destroying those guys who pull bows on Dilhayd. Of course, I'll wait until your men over there escape. Then I'll tell you about your past without lies or lies."

Sellis added terms to the contract.

"If you sign, the enemies of Dilhade will perish, the country will be protected, and you will know the memory you have lost. Wouldn't there be any more reason to focus on the trace god?

"Surely that would be a smart decision"

Celis narrowed her eyes.

"But far from ideal"

Look outside with the Devil's Eye and look for places where the Divine Dragon's singing cannot be reached, where it can jump at the Rigiri.

"As per the contract, Celis. I am not going to destroy Geordal. Get your hands off Geordal and Liebalschned."

"By the end of the day, that's the story. You might still change your mind."

"Impossible"

I assure you, portray the magic formation of

It's a slightly more difficult metastasis. Reaching out, I held hands with Misha's men.

"Sin, Yale Domed, keep an eye on them. Sellis was the only one who exchanged contracts. If you take your eyes off it, there will be no amount of way to shoot Geolhaze"

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Sin steps forward, pulling the looting sword Giglionojes and the severing sword Deltroz out of the magic formation.

Look at it plainly, says Sellis.

"Can we just two? I can't shoot Geordal right now because of the contract, but they're different. Perhaps you should stay here and let your men stop singing flames."

Even though I didn't say generous, Celis laughed.

"Otherwise you might regret it."

"It's something you don't see sweetly. Sin is my right arm, and I won't take a hiccup if you have the power to destroy my country."

I glance lightly at Niyaniya and the King of Death laughing behind him.

"How can it be so troublesome to destroy the dying king?"

The dying king waves beside him, as he denies.

"When I was hostile to the dying king, I had the power and the opportunity to destroy him. But at the end of the day, I'm standing there looking like this with nothing to eat. At best, you don't get hammered during surgery."

Kotsun, and Yale Domed slap the floor with a cane.

The moment Singh put his magic into the Devil's Sword to signal it, the attention of the Celis turned to him.

"It's about not moving. Your neck will break up with your torso."

When Singh said so, we disappeared from the scene and moved to the vicinity of Geordal.

"If you're going to stop the three of us with the right hand of the Demon King and the Death King, it's arrogance."

As he confronted Singh, who erected two demon swords, the Pluto Aeges pointed a crimson demon spear at him.

"Dyste... watch... I will not forgive those who hurt you...!

Kaihilam the Cursed King draws the demon bow Netheroauves from the magic formation and connects the three arrows at the same time.

"Oh, boy."

Sighing, Celis raised his hand and drew a multiplicity of magic formations.

The magic is not activated and the atmosphere trembles and the everast anzetta trembles, even though it just builds a surgical ceremony.

When I wondered if the bees and purple electric light had leaked around, on the front of Celis, a magical formation of spheres appeared.

Thus, the Sellis and Sin stared at each other, precisely at a moment of immediacy.

"Kakkaka, don't you think there's a reunion like this waiting in the basement!

Yale Domed walks out unconstitutionally, exposing himself to them who build weapons and magic.

"It's something I miss. Aegis, you're as solid as ever. Kaihilam, Omae has always been crazy. Later, if it's that research idiot, Greek, I played the story, but, well, there's a replacement."

Yale Domed pokes his wand and puts a lot of weight on both hands.

"Hey, Celis Voldigord. If he is likely to be the enemy of the demon king, he will seek it until he divides the grassroots of the dead king. I see, was Omae so?"

The King of Death laughs at the inclusion.

Besides, I'm just saying I know about Celis.

"What are you trying to say?

"No, no, rather, I don't want to tell you. But my mouth is going to slip by accident as it is. But three against two, enough opponents to destroy the country. This one has bad minutes. If you can buy some time on the condition that Omae doesn't talk about what she's hiding, you can do it."

Happily, painfully, Yale Domed says.

"Hey, Celis Voldigord. Wouldn't it be boring if Omae's plan were found out here? They are enemies because of it. At least act like an enemy and it won't be funny."

"You're funny."

Not moving, Celis responded with a grin.

"Of course, there's something to hide. Kids don't need to know. But what do you think? Not that you know that."

"Yes, yes, you're right. But just in case, you might know. I'm a chatter. Better keep your mouth shut early. I wonder if the unexpected might disintegrate Omae's plans"

Yale Domed laughs nibbly against Celis smiling thinly.

"Ten minutes. If Omae waits ten minutes, you can give her the information you need to keep her alive."

Says the King of Death as he protrudes.

I don't know if I really know it or if it's just a bluff.

But if he knew anything, he would have thought this was lucky.

Buy time against powerful enemies in exchange for information.

It's hard to say you turned against me, and then you're conceiving the danger of raising my enemies.

"Rather, let me"

So delightfully, the dying king pleaded.