Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Below you will find the image of Agaha's sword emperor and the future god.

After speaking in the garden for a while, the two left into the castle.

"Hmm. You're a strong man. I wonder what that man's hope is?

Misha blinked with her pussy and turned to me.

"You want to know?

"Huh. You know what I mean?

"Maybe just a little"

If Misha's Eye is the Devil's Eye, let's reckon with Diedrich's heart.

"But you can't ask"

Heh heh. Misha smiles.

"Because Nafta can tell"

"It doesn't make sense for me to know. The Future God would have heard it from Diedrich's mouth anyway. With a future of hope."

To observe from the conversation between Diedrich and Nafta, the only future that looks like a future god is the future in her naked and demonic eyes, and you don't seem to be able to peek to your thoughts and mind.

Is that, or will it be, a hint of how to get to the future of hope?

Nevertheless, where you have changed your mind, the future will remain the same if you act.

And if you act, you'll see it in the divine eye of Naphtha.

"Go?"

"Did you wake up drunk?

"It's okay."

With a slightly upbeat face, Misha said.

Okay, let's go.

We left the balcony behind.

Going down the hallway for a while, Misha stops in front of a room.

"My room"

"Speaking of which, what happened to Sasha?

Misha pointed to the next room.

"Night in the room"

"Hmm. You're not going to wake up till morning, as you did at the banquet."

"It seemed like fun"

Misha opens the door and goes inside.

I followed.

"So? As promised, I'll give you time, but what are you going to do?

Misha shrugged her little neck.

"Don't know?

"So I'm listening"

"Really?"

Misha peeks into my eyes.

Do something you can't read. If I thought so, Misha laughed furiously.

Then he took my hand.

"Come."

She leads me to bed, pulling my hand.

"Go to sleep."

What are you gonna do?

Well, it's a promise. Let's do what we want.

I fell asleep on my back on the bed.

"Is this it?

Kokuri, and Misha nods.

Keep your face close to me, she says.

"Show me what Anos is all about."

Hmm. I see. I don't know why you were showing me all of it.

No, no, I didn't make that a prediction.

No way, I didn't mean that.

"Meaning, okay?

A little anxious, Misha asks.

"I can guess. But you don't have to do that."

"No"

in a rare and strong condition, Misha said.

"Because it's a reward. Let me see."

"I have no choice. He's a strange guy to want something like this for a reward."

As I say, I will unlock most of the antimagic that has wrapped around my body.

When Misha gets up to bed, she gets a bit of a front seat.

She grabbed my head gently with both hands and put it on her own lap.

Keep it up, magic in the Devil's Eye, peeking all over my body.

"Anos is tired"

"What, no big deal. With me wrapped up in anti-magic, I realize it's about you."

I haven't had much time to rest since I've been in the basement.

On consecutive days, he entered the world of his dreams with the power of Arcana, fighting against the future god Nafta, and shed the blood of the demon king.

The depletion of the Egil Grone Angdoroa is not concomitant.

Extremely, the battle against the Mark God?

The Spiritual Divine Sword is the Holy Sword to destroy me. Its secret < Heavenly Tooth Blade Break > has enough power to damage this root, although it does not extend to the original Ray's.

On top of that, I dared to take the Egil Grone Angdoroa.

Though he came closer to the abyss of power, it brought him to ruin once. Never, I could have decided I didn't have a root wound.

In that state, the finish is.

That's right. I can't say I'm not tired, either.

"Show me deeper"

"What do you do when you see something like that?

"Trust me."

With sincere eyes, Misha stares at me.

Exposing your body to its condition and roots without distraction can be life-taking.

Not even a trustworthy subordination can make you look good.

"I don't know how much Misha can hide."

She has a good looking demon eye.

Either way, I might be able to take a peek into the abyss of the roots, even if I'm in perfect condition.

Besides, the more you peek into the abyss, the more polished the Devil's Eye is.

Then showing my roots will also lead to her growth.

"Is this okay?

Relieves most of the anti-magic that covers the deep roots and exposes them before Misha.

"After that, your demon's eye will look easy."

She blinked with her pussy and then dropped her gaze into my abyss.

"... poor..."

Misha strokes my head gently.

"The roots, the mess"

"Overcoming the Egil Grone Angdoroa is not a mess where the bones break."

Anyway, I've had the magic of destroying the world.

"I'm forced to maintain it by magic."

Hmm. I didn't know you'd find that out.

"Not until I'm familiar with the new forms of roots. This is not all I can do right away."

Misha gives a painful look.

It's not like I'm in pain.

"Two thousand years ago, this is what it is. It's rarer to be able to fight in complete condition."

"I can shape it a little bit"

A magic formation floats in Misha's eyes. The Eye of Creation.

Over this royal palace, a pseudo-delzogate will be built.

"Maybe I can, but you should stop"

"Why?"

"From my roots, doom still seeps out, trying to destroy the world. Then you will be able to root in the desired direction with that power, but the burden on you will be heavy for that matter. Nothing, it's like replacing my fatigue with my shoulder."

Tell Misha to stare at me.

"It's the Fatigue of the Demon King. If you were a regular person, you'd die just like that."

Misha reached out softly and touched my cheek.

"It's okay."

Gently, she whispers.

"Just a little, let me carry you too"

The soft demon eye holds an unshakeable resolve.

I just said this more, don't you think I'm going to ask?

"Deep down, can I touch it?

"Whatever you want."

Misha's Eye of Creation peeks into my abyss.

Her magical gaze gently strokes my deep spot, as if the feeling transmitted from my fingertips to my cheeks reached its roots.

Every time I do that, little by little, little by little, my fatigue soothes and the shapes of the distorted roots are shaped in a mess.

"Arcana was a god of disobedience"

So, healing me, Misha says.

"Me and Sasha what...?

"I don't know."

Sellis said it was the devil's eye of disbelief.

Arcana, too, had seen it.

How does that matter connect?

Or is everything just a lie?

At this stage, I don't know anything.

"But you are my irreplaceable friend, my subordinate. If you know that, no matter what the past is, you don't have to be afraid."

Misha smiles softly.

As the words say you wanted to hear.

"Anos is sweet"

The girl whispering so quickly drains her magic.

Look directly into the abyss at my roots with the power of doom.

That would be painful, but let's lead them to the way they should be.

"That's about it. Much better."

As she tries to wake herself up, Misha gently holds my head down with her little hand.

"No. Grow up."

Again, with my head on my lap, she smiles.

That's what I said.

"Because it's a reward"

"Is pain a reward? It's a strange thing."

Sifting, she shook her head left and right.

"There's not much I can do to help Anos"

"Your loyalty makes you lose your mind, but you're not weak enough to put pain on your shoulders."

"It doesn't hurt."

As he whispers in his ear, Misha tells.

"Because I'm touching the depths of Anos"

Hmm. Say something I don't understand.

"I don't think that's a reason?

After blinking with her pussy, she answered in a small voice.

"Just me"

"... well, I've never made anyone else like the roots more"

It doesn't have to be the eyes of a demon like Misha and the magic of creation.

"Anos is showing me a lot and forgiving me a deep place"

Misha smiles.

Like you care about me, like you have to be in pain to get a vanity.

"Demon King for all."

She said gladly.

"Looks like we're alone."

Only now, she adds.

In the end, Misha was gently stroking me until morning arrived.