Maouyome

"But this is how we met."

A tranced look is directed at me.

Nauseating at the vain madness behind a swinging sweet smile.

I feel like I'm starting to understand.

Why am I so frightened when I say I am in front of a beautiful and poor goddess to see?

I can't even feel the warmth in the back of my eyes.

I feel a vain deep darkness there, swallowed up even hatred and resentment.

"1200 years after losing Alicia. I wonder how anxious I was to wait for this moment. I almost gave up, but this is how I could find it."

Accidentally uplifts the cheeks and looks as if they are happy. But the truth is, this goddess hasn't seen anything.

... I haven't even seen anyone else but myself.

The only time I get emotional is when I give my reaction back to Master Ivanaga. Even then, I never try to get Ivanaga into my sight.

Rejected. Neglect.... denial.

I don't know what to call that.

All I know is that I don't try to admit anything else, innocent arrogance, as I think.

I don't know what you're talking about.

"Pfft. My body. My refia.... I will never lose you again. I won't let anyone get in the way anymore."

A heterogeneous emptiness approaches me again by pasting a smile of appearance.

"By the time I get here, it's just getting in the way of being really boring. She said she had purposefully opened the Virgin's chair until she was ready."

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... Yes?

On purpose........., open (...) Ke (...)?

My leg stops, which seemed to retreat unexpectedly.

A more pleasant, miserable smile is directed at me, who reacted to the words of the Goddess of Light.

"It's been tough, huh? I also gave her protection so that her precious body wouldn't get dirty. But that doesn't protect purity. I can't allow anyone else to touch that body. For this reason, the Virgin's chair was only worthy of you. That's why I said I prepared it.... in the end, though that didn't come true"

… my head, refuses to understand.

Did you open the chair?

I said that I intended (…) for (…).

"What..., things..."

The thought of no way comes up, palpitations increase.

The goddess of light answers nothing, she just stares satisfactorily at me deepening the wolf.

That's all there is already,... affirming everything.

Boiling suspicions, everything.

"... you're lying. I don't know... by"

What floats behind your brain is the face of the Virgin Mariel.

The figure of the brave man or the side of Mr. Olorena who told me about the past.

It came out in that story, with Pope Lydia and his predecessor, Father Fascias......, Virgin Sophia.

"Pfft. Hands-on."

I doubt that sanity of the goddess of light, who says innocently as if the prank were a successful child.

No way, I want to be the Virgin, but only for...

That's all you did when Sunla attacked you?

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……

... lying.

"I just found a good hand (...) pawn (...) and it was good until I went crazy (...). It took me two years to get there. Really, it was tough."

The goddess of light speaks with pleasure as she asks how things are going in the stream, and even couscous sneaking laughs are likely to be heard.

Something uneasy passes about the meaning of the word spoken, staring at its appearance as it slowly arcs and proceeds, keeping its distance like a wolf aiming for its prey.

... Hand pawns.

Of the goddess of light, handkerchief?

Who the hell did you drive me crazy?

"But for what it's worth, not only did I open the Virgin's chair, but I was able to reduce the number of depressed demons by a considerable amount. Especially when it came to sweeping away all the bloodstained Asuras."

In an instant, I could tell from my head that Ser was all bloody. It turns bright white in front of me. The cold sensation sprinkles all over my body, my hands and feet tense and I tremble into small pieces without any help.

"... wait. What, it"

"Pfft. Is this all for you?

"Wait...... That's impossible..."

Grasp the wrist without stopping trembling.

If you notice it, your back teeth aren't meshing well either.

The goddess of light looks at me like that with pleasure.

... lying. Impossible.

I don't...

Hand pawn of the goddess of light.

... who.... why not?

...... Sunla.

The Goddess of Light is definitely talking about Sunra.

Sunra, the previous demon king.

Demon King of Atrocities.

"Because that's not true. Why is Sunra instructing the goddess of light...... 'Cause I'm a previous demon king. Isn't Sunra a demon? Why is the Demon Clan in the Goddess of Light..."

"... Sunra is not a demon"

Ivanaga, who remained silent until then, gave a stern answer to the squeezing grunt.

When she desperately holds down her tense body and looks back, Master Ivanaga turns a word further while trying to divert her body.

"Sunra is... a people"

"... Shh. Oh no.... why"

Sunra is human.

Sunra was..., the hand pawn of the goddess of light?

Sunla was moving at the will of the goddess of light.

... lying.

It's a lie! It's a lie! It's a lie!

Then it's as if the goddess of light asked for me... It's my fault......

Oh, no... oh, no!

"I don't like it! No, no, no, no, no, no!

I accidentally hold my mouth by my hand and shake my neck wide left and right. My hands and feet are strong and I can't stop trembling.

"Heh heh. It was just a whim. I didn't think you'd be a kid who could use that much. You've worked really well. That evil demon king, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't give a damn who becomes the 'demon king'? If the most annoying ones don't come in the way, that's enough to keep Sunra as the Demon King"

With much more force, I hold back the tremors in my body.

The goddess of light speaks further to me as I close my eyes and try to calm down.

"That's why I gave you a lot of help. Particularly troublesome were women from places such as the Night Forks. It would be tough if Sunra, who became the demon king in the corner, were destroyed like that.... She was a wonderful woman. Could it have been the hardest thing to do to kill that woman?... Phew."

of the Night Fork Clan,... woman.

... of Lean Shade, Mother?

Reminds me of Kensei's story.

Kensei said.

Lean Shade's mother said Sunra was after her.... that he was persevering in pursuit, even after fleeing the land of demons.

The last time I caught the Leanshades, the Kingsguard captain of the Kingdom of Lind said there was a verse like someone told me about the Leanshades...

... Why did you do that?

The inquiry does not speak, but turns to me only slowly, and the Goddess of Light smiles back gently.

"For you."

It's a lie......

"All to get you."

Stop...

Don't say it.

Stop saying that.

"There's only one thing I want. Retrieving the flesh again and descending into the world I have won. Praise my beauty and return to my world, which is only for me, with flesh."

For a moment, before my face with my eyes open, the goddess of light jumped in.

At the edge of his vision, a thin red petal dances.

The sweet fragrance of the heartburn spreads from the various beauties that are emptied and close enough to touch each other.

"You are a 'vessel' for that. It's important. It's my vessel, isn't it? It's all for you. I'll get you, that's all."

It's just for that...

Just for that!?

He said, "How many people did this goddess of light come here at the expense of just that?"

How many people were saddened because of Sunra?

Why is Astas so much? What does Pope Lydia suffer for?

Lean Shade and Adolphus, says Kensei.

Lean Shade's mother or father.

And......

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The demon king who became one of the last of the Asura gods.

The anger that engulfs exceeds the limits and exceeds the fear.

I shook it down to the face of the goddess of light, not thinking of a fist that held all my strength.

"Grr! This!

"It's not good to be abusive, is it?

The fist that swung down as a boiling emotion, but before it reached the goddess of light, it was grabbed by its luxurious hands.

White, thin fingertips that are likely to break even now push in with an incredible grip.

"Hagu, uuuuuuuuuuuuu!?

As soon as he did, a thin red petal was disturbed and his body was heavily blown away under pressure like it had been slapped with a hammer.

A well-flown limb is paralyzed by pressure.

My whole body was wrapped in something fluffy when I decided in time to take the passive and I was ready to be slammed against the rock wall behind me.

It gently surrounds the body and when it kills the blown momentum, it is safely lowered to the ground.

It was the power of Master Ivanaga.

Master Ivanaga blew me away, and he helped me.

Though he stood on the ground, he fell on one knee without being comfortable.

I was blown away by pressure. That's all I can do, but I can't even stand with my hands and feet snugly out of my power.

The Goddess of Light looks down with a deeper grin at me trying to eat and tie my teeth and stand up.

The very forces that exist are different.

A completely heterogeneous being, even though it looks right in front of you, as if you're in another world.

... a monster.

"I wonder if a foolish child needs a drink."

The monster, who looked more beautiful than anything else, was joyfully distorting his cheeks.