Soul Eater of the Rebellion

I suddenly felt my body lighten when I entered the main hall in Kagari's tank. Ever since I came to the demon realm, the aura that had been harsh on my body had disappeared beautifully.

I didn't have to ask anyone to understand that it was because of the barrier that was wrapped around the main hall.

If you look around you, you can see the faces other than mine, and your complexion is getting better. Klimt, who was particularly injured, was noticeable, and Kreya, who saw it, put her hand on her chest and gave a reassuring expression.

When it comes to Ursula, another companion, she looks forward without breaking her hard expression. After being told that the death of his father's avenger, Wei Wei (depressed), and the demise of Fang Sang-san himself, Ursula was increasingly thinking with a difficult face.

I was worried, but I hesitated to step in as easily as it was necessary. We should talk about it after Klimt's treatment is over.

Afterwards, we were greeted by a person named High Priest and escorted straight to the Cathedral where the Pope lived.

Along the way, I passed the main streets of the city and the streets, but there were no street stalls, and there were only countless people walking along the streets. The quiet streets look terribly gloomy.

Whether this gloom is the effect of the chaos associated with the destruction of the Fang Siang clan or the characteristics of the city as the main shrine - I arrived at the cathedral while thinking about it.

The first cathedral to be seen was a much more splendid building than the Nakayama King's Palace in the western capital. The same is true of the exterior, and the same is true of the interior construction and furnishings, and the position of the Kwangjin Shrine in the demon world can be seen only in this matter.

A church organization with the financial resources and authority to run a country. I thought that face to face with the top leader would necessitate cumbersome procedures and ceremonies.

But this expectation will soon be betrayed.

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming.

The deepest part of the cathedral, the prayer room, where he stepped under the guidance of the high priest.

So we were greeted by a person dressed in white shrine clothes and covered in a veil. The voices emitted across the face (Vale) sound a little faint.

We are truly sorry for the inconvenience caused by the followers of our Order. We would be grateful if you would step forward, where we would have to go. ”

At that point, the person in the Vale hangs his head deeply. In response to this movement, the gurus on the left and right bowed their heads. When they look at their priestly clothes, they all look equal to or more than the high priest of the Conductor. It was probably the high-ranking priests who supported the Order.

And it will be obvious that the person who follows these people is the Pope of the Light God Sect.

I know. What I don't know is...

"Are you looking at me?"

I whispered.

Yes, even now, I still feel the gaze pouring straight from the other side of the surface (Vale). Not Kagari, the royalty of Nakayama, not Klimt, who was slashed in the right arm by Weiwei (depressed), just staring at me.

Not with hostility. I can't feel the puncture. Rather, quite the opposite.

A favor so dark that you can feel it through the veil. It wraps around your body like it's enveloping or entangled, and you can't let go of our consciousness - no, we won't allow you to distract your consciousness.

I couldn't help but be puzzled by the intense emotion of how it would be if I were to reunite with my living lover.

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Afterwards, the Pope expressed his deep gratitude to Kagali for the incident and promised to make huge compensation for money and food.

And we'll start treating Klimt soon.

"Restoration" is the sacred magic of the highest peak that heals even the defects of the limbs. I've heard it before, but I've never seen it before.

― ― From the results, the magic was successful. It was light enough to put "light" on the top.

This allowed Klimt to recover his lost right arm.

Thank you so much, Sky!

I don't know how many times I've said thank you words, but it was Claire Berch who turned her face bright red with joy.

After my right arm was restored, I was accompanied by Klimt, who was unconscious - it seems that the temporary shock caused by the return of the lost arm - and I asked Ursula to change her role and come to my room.

By the way, after the meeting with the Pope, we were given one room per person, and only Claire and I were in the room.

Well, there was a lot going on, but I'm glad you rewarded me for my hard work.

I say that and I laugh at Claire.

When Klimt regained his arm, he was sure to say something troublesome about his sister's future. So I have no pleasure in myself, but I was able to show my pleasure and not give Claire water.

Now that the Klimt is fully healed, I could even force Claire to eat my soul because of my previous help, but I will weigh myself down thinking that this will also be an act of watering.

- Honestly, I just didn't feel like doing that because I had my doubts about the Pope.

Did you notice my confusion? Claire vanishes her joyous expression and bows her head strangely. The mouth was just about to be revealed.

Con, Con, and the door of the room are slammed.

Kagali, Ursula, or Klimt who woke up. To hear the sound of a quiet knock, there seems to be no last line.

When I get up thinking about it, I open the door with my own hand, controlling the moving Claire.

The next moment, I was struck by two surprises.

One was a woman standing in front of me in a familiar face (Vale).

The other was that the woman raised her face (Vale) without hesitation and exposed her face.

It was a face I had never seen before. And yet, it was a face that touched my memory.

I see you at the beginning. My name is Sophia, and I'm here to join the phantom funeral. ”

"You said," Ni-sama. "This is my first assignment as a cadet. We will try not to pull on your legs, so thank you very much."

"Ni-sama is really close to Atori-sama." I'm a little jealous. "

Remnants of memories from 300 years ago seen through the Soul Eater. The face that appears in the memory overlaps with the face of the Pope in front of her. It overlapped with such terrible accuracy.

This can no longer be cleared up with words such as blood connections and other people's imaginations. I could only imagine that he was the same person.

Of course, man cannot survive three hundred years. Therefore, it is unlikely that the person in my memory and the person in front of me are the same person - normally, yes.

But I knew there was a way to make that impossible. It's not a straightforward method, it's called a magic spell, or an evil spell, but I know those who put it into action and got eternity. There was also a time when the blades were exchanged.

In other words...

King of Immortality

The words came out of my mouth unexpectedly. Having heard that, the Pope nodded quietly, without showing any surprise.

and smiled.