Maouyome

A stubborn thick door blows up on the wood tip.

"Holy crap!

Bassashibasil pops out of the dust where you can smoke the blue flame and stand. Two brave men and I cling desperately to the horse so they wouldn't shake it off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!?

"Don't be shy. I'm gonna hold on tight. Come on!

"Oh, whoa!

Beware of the brave men who were about to be shaken off by instability, screaming. The eardrum hurts due to the aftertaste of the explosion and tremor.

Arms are turned from behind under the chest, conveying the feeling of snuggling against the back.

Tell Bassashibasil I want him to go in as far as he wants, and bow even lower and lower for each brave man who grabs him on the back.

Count from the outer wall and smash through some of the walls, then rush through for further back walls.

The walls that refuse to penetrate from the outside lead to many layers, all of which are high and thick. As I thought when I came before, I get disgusted with the thickness of my defense as if it were a fortress.

My teeth itch more in a hurry as I ignore the Temple Knights, who suddenly strike me from the shadows.

"Get out of my way, don't. Ahhh!

Let a blue flame gush through the stripping knife and swing through the slash towards the next visible wall door. A series of blue flames ran through the slaughter trajectory with the impact.

Wooden doors reinforced by steel frames are shattered and scattered in pieces under a blue flame mass. Jumping into a breath with six horse legs across that shattered door.

"Master Lefia!

"Huh!?

Countless spear tips were sticking out in front of him as he went out to the other side of the earth smoke, which swept up in abundance, involving pieces of wood and stone.

Pull strongly on Bassashibasil's reins to make a huge jump on the horse's body to Lean Shade's voice, which was called early for a moment.

"Shh, shh, shh!

A brave man jumped from the body of a horse that made him jump high.

From above the heads of the temple knights protruding the spear, wave the great sword through making sure to involve the protruding spear pattern.

A brave man who snaps some spears, plays and flies several temple knights while trying to roll over the ground to land. Awesome acrobatics.

"Bassashi basil!

"Bullshit!

Stand down behind the waiting Temple Knights and shout out the name of their proud beloved horses. As soon as he did, the blowing freezing cold air blew through him with a hiss, blowing away the remaining Temple Knights.

The ground freezes and the atmosphere cracks.

Whether the moisture in the air was iced or sparkling reflected light in the sunlight, a brave man fled the frozen ground with a critical sigh of relief.

"... ahhh. Yay, that."

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"No, because I'm not complimenting you. Don't look so good, Bassashi."

"Brrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Huh! Don't try to bite me, asshole!

That was a little dangerous.

Take one breath from relief in the same way, and jump off the back of Basashihazir, who will bow down with the brave.

"Master Lefia?

"Can't we go to Bassashi Basil up ahead? From here on out, it's a narrow passage with a ceiling."

I stroke Bassashibasil's neck to work so far, making sure Leanscheid sideways the wolf.

Unfortunately, I gently cheek at the tip of my nose, which is pounded out in a lonely little hiss, and I rub it under my chin.

"I'm sorry, thank you. You go straight to Mr. Morbadotte and the others. Please help the lawyers."

"Bullshit."

"... it's okay. Thanks for your concern."

After stroking his nose tip again with a worrying glance, he urged him to put his hand on his neck so that he could return his horse's head.

"Has Mr. Lefia ever been up ahead?

"With Mariel before.... What about the brave man?

"I'm sorry, I don't know. Let me rely on you."

He nodded loudly at Leanshade and the brave man who wiped out the wolf, hurrying further into the back aisle.

When I came here before, it was raining.

Saint Mariel and I proceeded to the back as the sound of pouring rain hitting the roof echoed far into the ceiling.

"Dear Mariel,

Please,... I want you to be safe.

I sincerely hope for all thoughts.

Modest and gentle, but somewhere clumsy on the private side. Just to confirm that he is a friend, the appearance of his face turning bright red and illuminating still remains firmly in the back of his chest.

He was welcomed into the temple from childhood with the gospel, and yet, knowing that the gospel was not his own, he showed me the path to choose for myself, pushed my back, my loved one.

To me, Mariel is still the Virgin.

Never let someone like that be a goddess disposable vessel. I can't let you. No!

He runs first through the narrow aisle as he leads the leanshade with the brave.

"Master Lefia!

Occasionally, the temple knights attacked by surprise are alerted beforehand by signs sensitive leanshades.

"Shit!

Avoid it while trying not to slow down as much as you can, while beating a smashing of a knife and moving forward, even the brave knock in a full blow.

"I'll take care of the back! Mr. Lefia is forward!

Hurry up to the end of the aisle, thanking the brave man and Lean Shade for their follow-up.

Ahead came the gates previously sealed with wooden fences. Now the fence has been set aside and released.

"Ahead!

As I tried to go back through that gate, obviously the pressure of heterogeneous magic slipped through my entire body.

"... then what!?

My feet tremble.

I remember feeling as if I had been punched directly in the back of my chest, breathing.

Not like Maori or Sunra either.

A very powerful, yet uninterrupted and profound feeling.

Somewhere similar to the land conservancy that I felt before, became a god of plague. Clearly heterogeneous, absolute presence.

It was just a far cry from the magnitude of its presence, even when the plague god appeared.

I feel strongly that anxiety crawls up with fear from underfoot, unknowingly, to a size that is unknown and incalculable to measure.

I know.

I know this feeling.

this feeling.... no way this feeling.

"Hey, what the hell? Oh!?

"... this is!?

The two following also felt its heterogeneous presence at the same time, giving each one a voice close to screaming.

"... Oh, no way!

A supermassive presence that seems like something mysterious to venture somewhere, yet cold, awakens instinctive awe just to be there.

The memory of fear and awe felt in the space between Master Ivanaga shows the connection in close proximity to instinct. Connect to each with clear certainty.

Konohana Sakya.

The goddess of light is about to manifest herself in this world.

The descent is... approaching.

"Don't rush!

"Turn on the light!

Running out to the back of the dark passage again, Lean Shade illuminated my vision with the magic of 'lights'.

Run through the illuminating tip of that light.

As we go into the back, the pressure we feel on our skin increases.

The agitation strengthens the tingling thirst in the back of my throat.

There was an open door ahead that ran through in anxiety and haste. It is the last door to the Holy Land. Jumping into the space ahead without hesitation.

"Gu!?

The moment I stepped into the domed space, my legs stopped under strong pressure all over my body. I feel as if I am being pushed into a strong magic force that fills the entire space.

Stand up to resist, and somehow stop.

Inside the sight peeking through the gap in the arm.

At its centre stood a pillar of light.

Inside, dozens or so of clerics in multiple rows line up to draw circles around columns of light, even offering prayers.

A thick column of light that softly encloses the altar in the center, emerging through the ceiling.

At the center of its pillar of light was a floating figure.

Cold sensations run from the brain to the spine.

"Dear Mariel!?

Faster than I thought, my body was rushing out.

There, Master Mariel floats in the center of the root part of the pillar of light, as if it were fluttered and suspended.

He doesn't seem to be forced into custody, but he doesn't even look conscious.

The power is filled, the place is made.

Intuition sounds the alarm in the back of my consciousness.

The sense of crisis felt in her skin had already shown that a place had been set for the goddess to descend.

"Damn!?

I tried to rush to momentum, hit something I couldn't see, and got bounced off. Physical junctions are there.

"The time has come!

"O'Hara!

A brave man screams at the exalted voice he hears from behind.

...... O'Hara.

The knowledge gained in Sunra's memory showed at a glance that it was O'Hara. Same as Sunra, Konohana Sakya abandoned pawn.

The head of those stupid fanatics who were intoxicated by the goddess.

"The ritual of descent has already been completed! All you have to do is wait for the goddess to show up in this temporary vessel!

"Don't make me!

Invisible junction. It must be like a magic barrier by the priests. If that's a magic barrier, maybe I can haz.

Squeeze and squeeze the pattern of Bell Guard's knife, and take the stand deeply with your own thoughts and strength.

"Why, ahhh!

A flash of temper.

I swung myself through with all my strength.

Makes a paking-tall noise, something invisible there smashes and scatters.

"Don't interrupt me! Get them!

The priests who were praying looked back at O'Hara's voice in unison.

The pressure of gaze gathering is disgusting.

They seem to be building some sort of magic on each of them, but they can't identify the type of magic before activation.

"Get out of the way! Stay out of my way!

Slip through between as you squeeze your body and just run through toward the pillars of light.

Capture a sensory distortion of magic and turn your body away from it. I made sure to capture the passing space, and I could see something like a chain expanding.

... Chain? I have a bad feeling about it.

There's nothing troublesome about groups that use magic to stop them.

"I'll cover you! Master Lefia, step forward!

"It's a crowd!

Leanscheid and the brave split left and right, respectively, to fly off and make their way.

"Sorry, that helps!

He ran through the line of priests at once, fleshing into the pillars of light.

I see in front of my eyes the figure of the Virgin Mariel.

The intensity of the pressure that still comes down is amazing.

… there is no time.

Set up a knife against the pillar of light.

If there's nothing I can do to stop you now, I'll smash you to pieces.

"I won't let you get in the way. Whoa, whoa!

In an attempt to slash up from a low structure to smash the pillars of light, O'Hara, who had popped up while building some kind of magic, was approaching right up to the side.