Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

The noise rang from behind Gatan.

Turn around and you'll see the Great Sacred Gate slowly opening.

The holy knights, who were dazed, pray by closing their eyes and making sure to cover the ring of the Alliance Pearl with their left hand.

"Come in, non-conformer Anos Voldigord. That there is no salvation for you."

From behind the Great Gate, the flesh of Pope Golroana echoes.

That sounded strangely echoive.

Stepping out loose, me and Arcana walk across the Great Sacred Gate.

A number of columns, shaped like a fork, line the psalm festival.

It's magic equipment.

Every bottle has no less magic than the delicacies of the Mythical Age.

Gatan, and the sound sounded, and the Great Sacred Gate closed again.

Every time I step on the floor, my footsteps echo loudly.

If I walked straight, there was a dragon man wrapped in a pale coat at its center, where the pillars of the fork surrounded me multiple times.

It would be the Pope.

Hair not short or long, with an indistinguishable neutral face for both men and women.

A man would be a beautiful young man, a woman would be an endless beauty.

The dragon man is kneeling and laying his left hand on his knees and praying to cover the chosen alliance beads on his right hand.

"Nice to meet you, Anos. And Arcana, the god of choice. I am Golroana, the pope of Geordal."

In a prayerful attitude, the Pope says.

The voice echoed the psalm festival loudly.

I'll keep walking right in front of Golroana.

Anos Voldigord.

Give me your hand.

But not in response to the handshake, the Pope remains with his hands together.

"Please forgive me. I am the Pope of Geordal. For the sake of this country, it is no match to stop praying at any time"

"That was a disrespectful greeting"

Kneel to gaze at Golroana, hands together in the same way.

Arcana stood behind me.

"As for the Selected Judge, then you said you wanted to know where (where) the trace god Liebalshned is."

"Oh. Fate is the latter"

Then, after a while of silence, the Pope answered.

"Traces God sleeps in our country, Geordal, presiding over records and memories. It is a great order that brings relief to the underground. You won't wake up until then."

"Hmm. But sometimes it's more about waking up and letting your body sleep loose. It's better to make amends."

Don't change your expression, says Golroana.

"If you wake up a sleeping god, you won't know what kind of disaster will happen"

"What, it's not enough to be afraid of God's order or anything else that just looks back on the past. Slightly, even if you're in a bad mood to sleep, let's put you to sleep again."

"Rebalschneid is able to recreate the traces of the world. The deepest wounds inflicted on this world, the evil of which God will be able to cause."

"Not a big deal. The point is, should we defeat it with more disaster than that?

In my words, the Pope will remain silent.

"I know about you. When you first came to Abelast Anzetta, I was also in the Holy Throne."

There was also the Saint Gazelle of Geordal.

It is no surprise that Ahid and his in-depth selection were there.

"We also know that you, who have overcome the judgment of the Almighty Sword Levine Gilma, will have more than equal power with God"

Golroana's tone intensifies.

"But is that enough good reason to wake up a trace god? If you say it's not enough to take Liebalschned, you won't have to rely on that god again. If you rely on God, shouldn't you treat him with a lot of courtesy?

"What you say is good too. I mean, here's the thing. Sleeping Lieberschneid says," If you wake up convinced, you won't complain. "

For a moment, there is a blazing air from Golroana.

"How are you going to convince the sleeping God?

"I'm going to think about that. At least let's promise we can't wake him up. Then there's no problem."

With a smile on my face, I gaze at the Pope's righteous face.

"So where's the trace god?

Slightly, the Pope loses his posture and turns to me.

"If that's what you're saying, where (yes) do you know?

"I know. However, the traces of where God is shown by the scriptures that have been passed down from generation to generation only to the Pope. You don't believe in Geordal's doctrine, and I have nothing to teach you."

After affirming so, Golroana went on like this.

"However, the non-conformer Anos. In exchange for your God, let me tell you."

Arcana's magic behind her shakes slightly.

"Do we redeem the contents of the scriptures, which must not be taught except by the Pope, in exchange for an unnamed God"?

"Marks If God brings the salvation of the underground, Arcana is the God necessary for the renewal of the underground. This is the rebirth of Militia, the Creator, who created this world."

Unexpectedly, my gaze gets steep.

After I built the wall, Militia, the god of creation, was reincarnated to forsake the name of God. And you mean you've lived as an arcana?

But if so, what happens to my sister I dreamed about?

Well, I still don't know how far to believe this guy.

It doesn't even look like such a character as stupid honesty, like Diedrich.

If you're lying, I guess you have reason to conspire to make Arcana a Militia.

"Where did you learn that?

"From Ex."

I know you mean you asked God, but you don't even seem to intend to go into details.

"May I?

"Unfortunately, I made a promise to Arcana. You can't make that different."

"I thought you said that."

Golroana says in a beautiful voice like singing.

"But Arcana was originally the god of Geordal. Even if it remains seized, neither will Ex give us salvation."

"Son of a dragon. That's not true. I have not been seized, I am with him by my own will. He is the one who deserves to fight this selection referee together"

Arcana says.

"Is it God's will to take Him as a proxy?

"That's not true. I am fighting with him to bring this judgment to an end. This ritual of God for the sole purpose of maintaining order is wrong. All this time, we have been making mistakes. We have to make it right."

Golroana gives a rugged look.

And he shook his head left and right quietly.

"Arcana, the god of choice. Please accept my disrespect. You must have forgotten your role as God by forsaking your name. Please, I hope you'll reconsider now. You should not make such a decision until you have regained your memory."

"How is it a sin to disobey order? Leave the bad order as it is, and what is God?

Immediately Golroana returns the word.

"To disobey order is to become a god without a knob. Let us fall into the hands of the god of disobedience, Genudnub."

Quiet, Arcana says.

"So who's going to get hurt?

"I will be hurt. All the followers of Geordal will be grieved."

Hearing that, Arcana gives a sad look.

"Hmm. It's Golroana. It's not a child. Be patient with that. There's no harm in it, but you don't have to talk about what God does."

Slightly, the Pope turned to me.

"You believe, God."

"Yeah, so this is how I pray and hope. Do you think there are believers who do not mourn that God will fall into the earth?"

"Nonsense. I can only cry to God when I hear of faith. You don't just pray, you try to be a prayer once in a while."

I'll kick Golroana's ass like that.

"I know exactly how you feel about not believing in God. But don't forget. To this day, we have risked our lives dedicating our hearts to that crap you say."

In a clean tone, the Pope says.

"You said until Arcana regained her name and memory. Just fine. So you could have reason to wake up a trace god?

If you ask that, shut up as Golroana thinks.

"Right. I get it. If you can return Arcana to Giordal, we will restore its name and memory in the order of the Traces God."

"I don't know who he is. I thought you said no."

"Non-conformers. This is a concession."

Gently, Golroana told him so.

"Taking Arcana away from me is a concession?

"In your circumstances, break the commandments, touch the scriptures, and wake up a trace God. If it's meant to be, it should just be spoken. If you return Arcana to where it should be, not only will you forgive your sins, but your wishes will also come true. If this isn't a concession, what are you saying?

Golroana says in good spirits.

"If you're serious, I doubt your sanity. Even if it's a negotiation, it's a little better to do it. Arcana will go back on her own if she wants to. Is it Geordal's teachings to manipulate you to think of God at your convenience?

"I thought you said you were conceding. If it is any other matter, we will not obey God's will and speak out. But didn't you say you and Arcana would end the selection referee"

"That's why I'm not satisfied."

Open your eyes, but keep your hands together to pray, and Golroana stares at me.

"Selected judgments are, above all, sacred rituals in Geordal. The dragon man becomes God and protects the faithful. It's a judgment for the great salvation that has been handed down to this underground for generations."

"Hmm. Sounds good to me like salvation. Some people seem to be suffering for it. I'm just finishing it off. It's not convenient."

"There is no one without raw suffering. Without a selection referee, more will suffer."

"Shall I ask why? Even without a selection judgment, there is a God in this land. There must be no obstacle to the lives of the dragon men."

Exhale quietly and Golroana speaks quietly.

"Yes, because it has been handed down by the classics."

"Specifically?

"It is the will of Ex."

Can't you just talk about the contents of the classics?

Or is there not even a basis shown in the classics?

"If you want to convince me, it's about choosing those words."

Then the Pope stares at me.

From that gaze, anger was felt.

"Unable to solve the Word of God, incompatible, let us now speak in your fashion"

Golroana says in a strong tone.

"Please keep it in mind. Shall we not behave with our faces until the demons, who live on muddy and peaceful ground, come underground? We have something called our teaching."

"People are crazy things if they know they can get disproportionate power for minutes. Ahide and Gazelle in your country have come to kill me with joy and courage. For that reason he attacked Azesion, and Dilheid. What are you going to do, just pray to God and let even your own subordination go wild, and take responsibility for invading my country? I didn't know you were going to do that.

The Pope did not immediately open his mouth, whether he was cramped with replies or not going to work with them.

"If all you need to do is go underground, do as you please. But I'm not going to abandon any of your games that could be dangerous to Dillhayd."

"Ahide's invasion of the earth was unfortunate, even for me. That's something I don't need to teach. As the Pope who reigns over Geordal, I apologize deeply."

Golroana bows her head as she prays.

"Swear to God on this occasion that you will never again. I may be a businessman as well as Geordal, but that's the same for me. If you make concessions, we won't rush to a conclusion about the judgment."

Exhale quietly, and Golroana looks at me.

"I'm a non-conformer. Until the apology is the maximum concession. Of course, with us, we don't want to aggressively rough things up. I swear I will do my best not to break your laws. But, please, please, this is all you understand. For us, there is no one that takes precedence over God's teachings."

Kuha, and I spilled a laugh.

"I mean, you know what? I'll give it some consideration, but he says it's not even necessary to compare it to Geordal's teachings, such as the Dirhade Act, which is tiny."

"That's not what I said."

"Can you swear, for the sake of a selection referee, that it will not harm Dilheid?

"There's no way I can see the will of a great God."

"If the time comes, do you mean to raise the fires to Dilheid without hesitation? I wouldn't call that a concession."

"Now let us have one good solution"

Golroana gives a clean look.

"No, I can't expect it, but I'll tell you what."

"For once, why don't you let Dilheid come into Geordal?

It just seems ridiculous, but the Pope is very serious in tone and expression.

"As long as we believe in God, we believe that all problems can be solved by Ex."

"I came up with a better solution than that. How about this?

To my words, Golroana listens with surprise.

"Try annexing Geordal to Dillheid. If you go under my rule and continue to obey the Demon King, I will solve all the worries of this country, all the problems of this underground."

Golroana said with a pious look.

"That's a stupid suggestion. We are believers in God. How can we follow anyone else?"

"Got it? It's the same thing as this one."

Golroana closed her eyes and told her to pray.

"What countries and countries, people and people can't share, is sometimes inexorable. We just believe in God and go this way."

I'm telling you to roll it in smoke, but this means invading as much as you can, such as Dilhayd, if it fits God's teachings.

"That's why I'm telling you I'm gonna smash you. Without a boring judgment, there is a risk of harm on earth."

Regardless, it won't completely eliminate that danger, but if you can't use the power of the chosen God, it won't even be a great threat.

"Unfortunately, this is a pagan country against which we still make concessions"

anger at the words, the Pope says.

"If you want more, you will be punished accordingly."

Apparently, the conclusion has been drawn.

I got up and looked down at Golroana.

"Stand up. I will destroy your God. If the judgment is so sacred, if you lose there, you'll be willing to admit my point a little bit."