Master’s Smile

"Master......"

Anato looks up at the master's face.

Again, he helped me.

Just like when she used to cry for losing what she had...

The master dismisses the cold grin he was pointing at the angel and says with a warm grin, looking down at Anato.

Now, he seems to be putting himself out for a long time.

"Beh, nothing. No. I'm always the same."

Anato shakes his head sideways in a hurry.

But the master brings up that she always uses respect for herself, and finds herself so upset that she hasn't used it.

The master laughed as if he had returned the first time he saw him.

"Don't dig into the old days..."

Anato dyes his face red and looks up at the master to protest.

Use reverence as you have caught it, but I haven't misled it at all.

The master told him to stop the impossible salutation by telling him that he was glad that no salutation felt more wallless.

"... I can't help it anymore."

Anato said so in his mouth, but his cheeks were loose as he seemed somewhat more approachable with the master.

She, too, is usually out buying guild member summaries, but maybe she really wanted to be a little sweeter.

There were those who spoke up to them impeccably, creating almost incompatible spaces on such a battlefield.

"Hey, Demon King. You can have a conversation with an artificial angel, but you can answer my question. I heard what you meant."

It was, of course, an angel.

From him, whoever attacked him left him alone and flirted with the woman. I can't possibly not pinch my mouth.

The master answers the angel's interrogation with a gentle smile.

Valued Guild Member... Though they hurt their own followers, they can't possibly keep quiet.

Because the other person is an Angelic subject of faith, he answers (though not desired) as a Master subject of faith.

Masters who listen to it and moisturize their eyes as touched.

It had come to an irrevocable point no longer.

"Ha! You, were being celebrated wanting!? When I was looking down from heaven, I looked rather reluctant..."

Correct. The master nodded inside.

But you can't abandon Anato for as much as you want... and the Masters if you can afford it.

And then the angels groaned that sometimes they were pitiful.

He killed Pope Dennis, whom they admired, and was treated like a servant by an angel who believed, 'You just have to believe'... enough to buy the Master's sympathy.

"Master!!

"Ooh! Will you save us to the very existence of the end like us......!!

"Even about us who were killing each other until earlier......!?

It was natural for the Masters to react to the Master's words, but the Angels also stood up on purpose.

The angels wandered over to a statement that could be taken as a cover, even though they were hostile to me with scattered insults.

"This is how wonderful Master is!!

Oriana, who switched from angelic to mastery, appears abruptly.

She began to speak before the Angels about how wonderful and merciful the Master was again.

Until a while ago, no one would have even had ears to listen to, but Dennis was also betrayed by an angel in death. They had listened to Oriana's words.

"Shut up!!!!

"Huh!?

It was the voice of the angel's sharp anger that made them so stiff.

When he glances at the Angels, he tries to kill them with thick eyes.

"... you're not tired of just turning the blade on me, are you going to take it away to the faithful? You thief!!

I can't believe you invited me to convert in front of you, it's not acceptable.

His body is bound with holy power.

"Fine. Your joke, repent in hell!! This I... Meltron will slaughter you immediately!!

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The angel Meltron creates a spear of light, winged and plunged.

The speed is so fast that most people on this battlefield only think the wind blew.

"Die!!

Meltron's sharp spear thrust is released.

The master summoned the spear from somewhere and played its thrust.

Soon the counter will strike, but Meltron will also flap his wings to avoid that attack.

"Wow. I didn't know you'd bump into my spear of light and not spill one blade... sounds like quite a spear"

To the words of Meltron, a master who laughs thinly.

His summoned spear was' Leandre 'with the attribute of Dragon Killer.

Once, with a spear that took in balls and slaughtered a runaway Craig, he was confronted by an angel.

Meltron is not a dragon, so its properties cannot be harnessed, but its stubbornness and sharpness are valid besides dragons.

"But a spear without a philosophy will never reach me!

Meltron threw a spear in his hand unconstitutionally.

Goooo! and roaring and approaching the master, its momentum will allow it to penetrate as easily as the human body can.

The master takes' Leandre 'aside.

Critical and tall metal sounds echo, generating momentum between the master's power and the spear for a long time.

And the master succeeded in bouncing the spear of light.

"Ho, don't do it. My throw also pierces the scale of the dragon..."

The master was looking at his paralyzed hands.

I see, Mertron just admires himself for his self-portrayal, and his throwing can be quite a threat.

Maybe he even has some kind of skill.

Furthermore, it was troublesome for Meltron, an angel, to have this skill.

Normally, if you run out of objects to throw, people with that skill are not a big threat...

"But how long can we prevent it?

In the hands of Meltron, a spear of light is created.

No, that's not all. A number of spears were created so as to refrain behind him.

Yes, angels can create spears until their own magic crushes.

The spears are pretty strong, but the magic fuel consumption looks pretty good too.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!!

Meltron throws the spear of light one after the other.

Approaching to draw parabolas, or from low ballistics like crawling through the earth.

But he was faithfully sniping at the master's body from any direction.

The master also prevents spear throwing with 'Leandre', but is increasingly pushed by its power.

Finally, the spear that damages the body part of the master also begins to appear.

"Oh, no more! I hope you're not too impotent."

Naturally, there are no members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla) who do that to their masters and remain silent.

In particular, Anato, who received help, tries to shed light in 'Fandelf'......

"My servants, now is the time to work for me! Reward me with that body!!

'Wow!

In the words of Meltron, the angels were attacked by members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkthillah).

No, it's not about launching an attack or anything like that.

Throw that body and it literally becomes a wall of meat so that no attack reaches Meltron.

"Hey!? Are these guys stupid!? You still want to die for such a scumbag after being told such awful things!?

Coolin crushes an impending angelic into an orga, saying he doesn't understand.

I'm a werewolf, but I still didn't change my admiration for anything other than the master.

"Well... I know, but hey"

Even the members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), with a few head screws off, considered themselves off track, but among them Anato, who coached the cult of masterhood, understood.

Religion is… Angelism is a spiritual pillar for them.

Many, like Dennis, have believed all along from a small place.

People were not strong enough to give up angelism, a major element that constituted such a thing as themselves, immediately because angels were bystanders.

However, few angelic religions existed that could not be attacked by the Anathos.

Those who were sheltered by their masters and who stood by because of the addition of Oriana's speech.

But most of them went astray, and did hold off the Anathos, and a small number of them were glad to offer themselves.

Even if angels only think of themselves like servants, fanatics give their lives with great joy. Because that's what they taught me from a small place.

Instead, I even thought it would be a blessing to die seeing an angel who was a subject of faith with his eyes and told me to die directly from him.

I had trouble dealing with such a dead soldier and couldn't go to the master to help him.

"Ha ha! Fine, after you die, let's pick up that soul!

Meltron satisfied with the angels who moved according to their orders.

A light gathered in his hand, and when it could be solved, he had a wand similar to 'Scaglione'.

"This can't be compared to a fig saint!!

That's what Meltron proclaimed, to shine his treasure balls.