Master’s Smile

"Phew..."

Dennis exhales deeply as he floats in the universe.

There was a sweat stunning up his face.

After all, it was not easy to exercise any number of sacred objects.

In particular, he had less combat experience than historical popes and was attacked with such fatigue because he was just a pope who was praying.

"Ohhhhhhh!

In the next moment, it was the voice of the angels' victory that echoed.

I defeated the demon king! He killed the pagan chief! I defeated Mastery!

Such a voice of joy was heard from everywhere.

"Phew..."

Seeing those followers, Dennis laughed unexpectedly.

"Pope Dennis! Dear Angel! Hooray!!

"Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!! '

Angels begin to worship Dennis, who floats in the universe.

By the power of an angel's miracle, he destroyed a fierce demon king.

From the Angels, there has never been a better moment.

"It's still too soon to be happy. The jihad won't end until we kill all the Masters here."

Dennis stares at the faithful with a loving eye, like a teacher who adores his godchildren.

And to the masters who lay low on the earth, eyes as cold as ice.

Now, what do the executives of the Demon King's Army look like when they were wielding fierceness?

Apparently, the new Demon King was very admired by his men.

How did the appearance of such beings being purified into holy light in front of them appear in their eyes?

Dennis loosens his cheeks imagining pagans suffering...

"Phew..."

…………

"Uh, already. Don't freak me out."

The three executives were relaxed without letting them drift away at all, such as a sense of grandeur.

"Oh? It's cold enough to say that the Demon King died in front of you. Were you not so admired?

Dennis seems a little dissapointed because he doesn't have the face he imagined.

I would kill him anyway, but then I would have been happier if he had a more desperate or sad look on his face.

Because seeing pagans suffer is so much fun for angels.

"Huh?"

Coolin laughs at Dennis for saying that, like he made a heartfelt fool of himself.

"You're not even a real angel, but you think you can do something about the master with your power?

"What the...?

Dennis frowns at Coolin's words.

"Right. Well, the master would have pimped without me."

From the soil smoke, I could hear such a relaxed voice of anato.

With the rays of 'Zapparolli', the voices can afford to be completely unchanged from what they were earlier.

Dennis was shocked first by that.

And when the earthen smoke cleared, his jaw was so open that it was likely to come off.

"Become... what the hell, those wings!?

Anato and Master were alive and well.

It wasn't the master customer's magic wall that prevented the light.

It was a huge pair of wings, growing from the back of Anato.

It was very similar to Dennis, who is activating 'Whistler' to produce pseudo-angel wings.

However, his difference with that was that while Dennis' wings were pure white, the wings growing from Anato's back were black that seemed to swallow up to the light.

"Why do you have wings that show you are heavenly!? Besides, its disastrous black wings......!?

"Hehe, how about a master? My wings, too, huh?

Anato completely ignored Dennis's inquiry about how badly confused he looked.

She held the master from behind and covered him with wings in order to strike down the rays of 'Zapparolli' with wings......

Even though it's all right now, Anato never tried to get away from the master.

Rather than winged ones, Anato's chest hitting his back is fuzzy......

"Anato, how long have you been holding me? You're interrupting my master."

"Really?

"That's right. Besides, we'll be in battle now."

"Can't you afford it?"

"It's sloppy! I'm bigger!!

"Does that matter?

Anato, who has no choice but to stay away from his master in the grievances of Chevalt, Reese and Coolin.

Except for the last coulin, because it also made sense what they were saying.

And Anato stands in front of Dennis.

A man with white wings and a woman with black wings face each other.

"... I told you ~? I used to have something to do with angelism."

After Dennis' questionable eyes, Anato decided to just talk to him for a second if he had no choice.

Because not only he, but also the Angels, will look to eat in.

Honestly, my gaze was depressing.

"... what's wrong with that? You shouldn't be able to get wings like this angel just because you were an angel. That too, black wings like crows..."

Look at Anato's wings and distort his face disgustingly.

For an angelic, the color white symbolizes an angel.

Conversely, the colour of black had something to wear with the demons who had shredded their sneezes until a short while ago, and they repelled black.

So while he was like an angel's wing, he couldn't help but ask what he was doing black.

"I was no saint."

"Become!?

But I didn't think the word Virgin would come out.

The Angels are all stunned.

"Let, Virgin!? That it existed in the past..."

A Virgin is like a status that once existed in Anglicanism.

It is an honorable title that a woman of particular faith among the Angels is chosen immediately by the Angels.

But now the system is gone.

It seems that there used to be more angel-believer interaction than there is now, but now we are unable to interact with angels other than the Pope.

As a result, there is no longer a system called the Virgin chosen by angels...

The cause was not telling us what it was.

Well, Nico and the laughing man (master) have a gutsy relationship.

"Yes. So, it's natural that I have angel wings.... it's so abominable that you want to pull it off right now."

"So why are those black wings!?

Yes, angel wings are white.

In fact, it is also the white wings that grow on the back of Dennis, who is temporarily using angelic powers by 'Whistler'.

"Ah. If a man with angel wings didn't have faith in an angel, he'd fall into heaven. So you've got these black wings."

"Oh, that's..."

"Well, I like this one better than those white wings."

I wish for the same thing as an abominable angel.

At any rate, I would have liked my wings to be gone when I lost faith, but apparently it just stained black.

Well, there are a lot of things that can help, like earlier, so that's fine.

"How did you abandon your faith in angels when you even climbed up to the Virgin!? If she was a Virgin, she would have had more faith than that, just like us."

…………

To Dennis's words, Anato recounts the past a little.

Indeed, I believed in angels from the bottom of my heart then.

Days of living a qualitative life and praying to angels in church.

And orphans who admire themselves like that.

"Right. Because I found out that angels are really fucked up."

But that's the story of the past, too. Now she is the great master of masterhood who believes in masters.

There are no pieces left, such as faith in angels.

"... I can't tell you any more. Even if she was a former Virgin, I will destroy you all!!

Dennis once again begins to magic the holy spear Zapparolli.

In response, Anato also removed a gold crushing rod from somewhere.

"Right. I want to eradicate the Angels here."