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In the fortress city of Fortuna, the young knight Nero, who

is affiliated with the Order of The Knight, is alienated

because of his arrogant character. One of these days, the

Pope of the organization is assonated by a mysterious

silver-haired man in a red trench coat. Nero then decides

to hunt down the mysterious man and bring him to justice.

The moonlight from the sky, like a layer of open film

covering the streets of Fortuna.

Because there will always be demons here, so no one is

going up the street in the middle of the night, and tonight

still has a local red moon that indicates the

ominous. However, just like laughing at these

superstitions, a blonde woman walks in the streets of the

night.

Her bodice and trousers in black leather were very out of

place in the devout and cautious Fortuna, and she did not

care to walk towards the corner of the landscape tree, and

then leaned back against the trunk.

"You will not choose some places with sentiment?"

The woman, Trish, said softly as she said to herself. It was

said that the man sitting on the branch jumped down, and

his red windbreaker was also very disproportionate to the

folk customs of Fortuna.

"No way, I am not here, I can't think of a place where I

can see."

After listening to the man's words, Trish sighed a little.

"Forget it, I don't have time to fight with you. In short, I

told the report first?"

The man nodded. His name is Dante, who lives in a certain

place away from Fortuna, hunting for demons. He

shrugged his shoulders:

"Talk about it, but try to be concise, I am very tired to

travel long distances."

Contrary to what was said, Dante was not tired at all, and

Trish did not express her position, because her

understanding of Dante, regardless of state, would not be

that of an honest listener.

"...the sect called the Order of The Sword, and was doing

the experiment of transplanting the power of the demon

to humans. And it is the leader of the sect that made this

instruction."

"then?"

"His ultimate goal is what the wicked always want to

achieve, to rule the world... But the scorpion of religion is

more unpleasant than other wicked people. Whether it is

the pope or his cronies, they think that their approach is

correct, to save the gradual world."

Dante sigh like in boredom.

"How is this again... I think this type of person has been

extinct."

"If you don't plan to take over, can I do it myself?"

Trish showed a mischievous smile. Although she

complained in her mouth, Dante would not drop the work

related to the devil. She is very clear about this.

"...I will do it. There is no reason to refuse it."

Trish used her right hand to the building with a solemn

atmosphere.

"Tomorrow, there will be a magic sword festival in that

place. The main members of the Order will be present, and

the Pope is among them."

Listening to the words of Trish, Dante looked to the Grand

Theatre, probably built in the Middle Ages. It is still very

eye-catching in the city that retains the classical

atmosphere. It is a building of great significance to the

religion known as the Demon Sword.

"So, what is the Magic Sword Festival? Is it a good time to

come out and have a bit of fun?"

Dante asked, but Trish shook her head.

"The ritual itself is not entertaining. After the female singer

sang the song of Sparda, the pope preached, then began

to pray... and then finished."

But Dante said that he couldn’t stand it.

"Is this kind of festival interesting?"

“It’s a very meaningful ritual from a religious point of view.

If you really want to say something, it’s closer to mass.”

"Hey..."

Dante, who had no faith, muttered a few times with no

interest in it.

"In fact, the point is that the Pope, who will not show up

on weekdays, will appear at the ceremonies."

"And let's seize this opportunity..."

Said, Dante pulled out the gun from his arms. The dark

gun is printed with a piano-like ornament. The gun is called

"ebony." Playing with ebony with his fingers, Dante

squinted.

"...the pope is no longer human intelligence; can you be

sure?"

In the face of Dante's question, Trish nodded gently.

In the distance, the wild dog sent two high screams to the

Red Moon.

When I opened my eyes, my right hand was still in the

same state as before, when it transformed one month ago.

Even if I think that all of this is a dream, the reality is cruel.

The bandage that has been wrapped around the right hand

is removed, revealing the object wrapped in the scales,

and this hard scale cannot be human skin.

I don't know if this is my own arm, but it can move and

act as I mean. But is this really my hand? This question

circling in my heart like the morning class every day,

thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

I tied the bandage back in a panic. This arm can't be seen

by anyone. If they see it, I will probably be considered a

demon.

Devil... Yeah, demon.

From that day on, my right hand has become no different

from the devil.

I get up from bed and open the door to see Kyrie has

visited.

Since the incident, she has come to visit me every day

because everyone around me thinks that my right arm has

been injured.

In fact, my right arm injury was a fact that day, so this is

not a lie, but it was only a small scratch. But it did not heal

for a while, and it then it became like this, whether it is

eroded by the devil's venom, or is possessed by the devil,

there is no clue. Anyway, at least I don't want to let Kyrie

know this, I don't want her to worry.

"Good morning, Nero."

Kyrie looked at me and smiled and said hello to me.

"……early."

I grabbed the head and replied, Kyrie laughed:

"Is your hair up?"

"Because I just got up."

"Comb your hair, today is an important day..."

Kyrie touched my hair.

"I know... not a child, I can do it myself."

I pushed the hand of Kyrie away gently.

Although she's a childhood friend, Kyrie is one year older

than me, and treats me as a child every time something

happens.

"Well... is your right hand okay?"

She looked at the right hand wrapped in a bandage, and I

shrugged:

"...not a serious injury."

"But it's not good to be too slow..."

The words that Kyrie worried about stung my heart, but I

can't tell her the truth, otherwise she will worry more than

now.

"Compared to this, will you come to ceremony today?

Don't you have to prepare?"

In the face of my doubts, Kyrie bowed her head.

"...I am a little nervous."

Today is the day of the sacred sword festival. Every year,

the martial arts sect will definitely attend the ceremony. It

is a ritual, but it is just singing the hymns and listening to

the teachings of the pope. But this year, Kyrie was selected

as a singer. Compared with the past years, it is really not

the same as the audience.

"No problem, isn't it singing? Was it not often sung in the

church?"

After listening to me, Kyrie shook her head and revealed

some unconfident smiles.

"This time I sing in front of many people, not the same as

before."

Looking at her bitter smile, I would like to say something

to encourage her to cheer up, but can't find anything to

comfort her.

"...but chatting with you has made me a lot easier, thank

you."

Probably aware of my thoughts, Kyrie said to

me. Obviously, I did not do anything but she thanked me,

which made me a little embarrassed.

"Will you attend this year?"

"I got it."

Although the Magic Sword Festival is a major ceremony, it

is not mandatory to participate, so I find various reasons

to refuse this time every year. To be honest, I am not a

devout believer. For the teachings of the Order, I am even

opposed, but in the face of the pure and innocent "God" of

Kyrie, I can't say anything anyway.

Kyrie nodded. I watched her back disappear completely

and closed the door.

In any case, today's right-handed things have been

smeared, but even so, a sigh of relief is accompanied by

unspeakable uneasiness.

Can my right-hand recover?

I untied the bandage again, it glowed like a breath, and

my body had completely accepted the arm.

Sure enough because of the injury at that time?

My thoughts went back to a month ago.

The demon that appears in the forests of the suburbs is

the beginning of everything.

Probably because it is the former territory of Swordsman,

and perhaps because of other reasons, Fortuna's chances

of being demonic are much higher than other places.

Because of this, it is more expected to encounter with

demons here.

That's where The Order of the Knights comes in. Their

history of fighting demons in order to protect their

residents is very long, and it was established at the same

time as the founding of Fortuna.

In line with its name, the knights wear swords and thick

armor, just like the costumes that have been traversed

from the Middle Ages. This is a tradition.

With the Order of the Knights, even if there is a demon in

Fortuna, there is no need to worry. After being notified,

the Cavaliers will be sent to destroy the demons.

A month ago, things should have been so simple, but the

number of demons was unexpectedly large.

Usually the demons that show up in Fortuna are only one

or two degrees of danger, so only three knights were sent

that day.

At the time, I was still in a small studio far from the block.

Although I am also a Knight of the Order, I will not be

arranged to do such a small task because I am not

considered to have "team awareness." I am not used to

being bound by dogma, nor will I wear uniform uniforms,

so my style of assessment in the Order is not good.

For the residents, the Order Knight must be recognized as

a "hero."

And I am far from the word hero.

The good news is that as long as the task of multiple

people is bound to have no part of me, the only one

assigned to me will be the work of acting alone. Even in

the Knights, there are secrets that you don't want to let

the residents know - such as the task of being disposed of

by demons.

Although the devil appears to be commonplace,

occasionally there are examples of human beings being

possessed by demons, which inevitably cause panic, and

residents are still unaware of it.

Even if the devil can be attached to humans, there is a

little understanding, but the people of Fortuna never

thought that it would happen to them. Because they are

so religiously convinced that God's general Sparda should

be guarded by his majesty.

For the Order, this belief cannot be shaken. Otherwise,

even if such a devout faith is still possessed by the devil,

the prestige of the Order will cease to exist. Therefore,

human beings possessed by demons must be disposed of

in secret.

Don't be seen, you need to act alone, quietly -

This is my job.

This is the so-called dirty work.

It is impossible to say that I have no resistance to murder,

but if someone has been possessed by demons, there is

almost no possibility of recovery. There is no other way. If

no one is willing to do it, then I will do it.

On the other hand, in addition to this kind of task, I am

simply doing nothing in the church.

That day I was in a small studio, and that’s because of

this. There, I basically spent time with the guns.

The gun is also the reason why I was alienated from the

Order.

As the name suggests, the Magic Swords Group attaches

great importance to the sword.

Sparda, who was worshipped as a god, also waved a sword

in the legend to defeat the demon army. The sect founded

by this legend is also adhering to the concept of "sabre."

As a modern weapon, the gun is often used by the

predecessors to make a "smuggling".

Just for me, as long as I can use what I can use, if you

can't defeat the demons because of strange obsessions,

isn't it the end of the game?

Even so, ordinary guns do not work for the devil. So, I had

to renovate the gun in the studio, even if I wanted to find

someone to help, but there was no professional who would

use a gun here, so I had to do it myself.

The gun I used was modified with a large-caliber revolver,

but I couldn't see its original shape because it had two

barrels. I refer to a double-tube design of a Delinga pistol.

However, Delinga can only let bullets fire from their

respective barrels. My modified gun can make two bullets

fire at almost the same time.

After a series of failures, I came to the conclusion that the

demon can be effectively harmed.

It's not that the two bullets are more destructive than the

one. My gun can make two bullets "almost" launch at the

same time. This "almost" is the focus. In fact, there is a

time interval. This interval is about a few tenths of a

second, and this time will make the distance between the

two bullets reaching the target and become larger.

Devils tend to attach hard shells, and ordinary guns can't

hurt them. To deal with this kind of demon, you must use

a large-caliber gun with a powerful bullet.

For example, shotgun gun. Shotgun gun is a gun for

hunting, the use of large-scale spread of bullets, even

though agile prey can efficiently combat. When launching

at close range, the bullet can hit the target before it is

released. If it is hit by countless bullets, it can cause great

damage to the opponent.

On the other hand, shotgun gun is unsatisfactory in the

long-range effect, playing ducks and deer are sufficient to

deal with the devil completely not. If you are greedy for

the destructive power and lose the meaning of long-range

weapons, then why use guns.

I thought of the rifle used for sniping, but it is not a good

idea. Of course, the rifle's lethality at a long distance is

enough. It is only impossible to have time to aim at the

evil devil. It is too big to carry.

The idea of using a missile launcher has been there, but

it’s too messy. In order to defeat the devil and destroy the

city, what is the purpose of the Order Knight? And I am

dirty and dirty, and I can't make too much noise when

fighting the demon.

In the end, there are only pistols to choose from. It is easy

to carry and can be used freely during melee.

However, the caliber of the pistol is not enough, and it will

not work for some demons.

For this I converted into two barrels.

Two bullets at the time interval of the launch are also

different bullets.

One is a bullet that can cause a large area of damage to

the enemy's body surface, allowing the bullet to be fired

first, causing the enemy's body surface to crack. This kind

of bullet is not very lethal, but it can also have a good

return for the weaker demon. The main purpose is to

break through the sturdy outer casing.

Then the second seed bomb is a type of strong

penetration. It will hit immediately after the first bullet hit,

so that no matter how strong the devil has, it can be

effectively attacked.

Let the bullets fired from the two vertical barrels act on

one point. It sounds a bit fascinating. After I have carried

out countless experiments, I finally mastered the trick. I

have always understood the things that can be done by

the active body. fast.

In summary, the guns I have modified can also play a full

role in the devil hunting.

The difficulty is that I have to load two kinds of bullets into

the magazine. It is somewhat improved after the

automatic loader is installed. It may be better to use an

automatic pistol, but my ability can only be limited to

revolvers, even if I am not a serious gun expert.

I was playing with the guns in the studio that day, and the

work of the transformation was completed. I left the rustic

gun with some reliefs. Generally speaking, doing this kind

of thing can't make the power of the gun rise, but even a

subtle artisan can make me cherish this gun more. There

is no harm in doing so.

I named my gun "Blue Rose."

I learned in a book that blue roses are not possible from a

genetic point of view. And my gun is also a unique shape

in the general sense, but there is no need to modify it in

this way. This is for the devil, there should be no guns.

I think this name is very lining it.

So, I decided to carve the pattern of roses on the gun.

If it is too deep, it will affect the strength of the gun, so I

carefully and carefully put my mind on the gun. The right

hand holding the grinder has been soaked in sweat.

Right hand - my right hand, at that time is not the form of

the devil now.

When the sculpture is completed, the sun is estimated to

have fallen.

At this time, Xista suddenly visited my studio.

Sister was the dean of the orphanage that raised me

before. I don't know the age. It was just that when I was

a child, she was an old woman. Now it looks like nothing

changes.

As a loyal apostle of the Demon Swordsman, Xista wears

the dress as a daily dress, but now it is messy because of

running.

"Nero!"

She shouted.

In order, not to be hurt by the sparks and metal fragments,

I wear goggles. And she seems to have to wait for a while

because of the violent running. Just to train, don’t be so

anxious? I took off my goggles.

"……What happened?"

Putting the grinder back on the ground, I stood up and

asked, Xista swayed close to me and climbed my shoulder.

"Kyrie... Kyrie, she is in the forest..."

On the day, Kyrie took the children of the orphanage to

the forest of Mytis. I heard her say that she also invited

me to go, but I really didn’t care for the children, but I

could only refuse her kindness.

"Forest... What's wrong? Isn't it an ordinary outing?"

xista shook her head hard:

"Sen, there are demons in the forest... Although the Order

sent the knights to annihilate... but I am still worried...

Nero, I want you to go there too..."

Because of the intense gasping, xista’s words were

intermittent, and her hand on my shoulder was

extraordinarily hard. Even if I am very vocal about my

acting as a knight on weekdays, I will ask for help at this

time. Although I feel a little fussed, it is related to the

safety of Kyrie, I cannot sit idly by.

"...I know, I will go right away."

"...thank you, Nero. The children also ask you, if they have

anything wrong, I-"

Although I like to preach, I know that she loves the

children in the orphanage.

I stopped the engraving work with only the finishing

touches, and put the blue rose into my arms, and put it on

the back of the red corner of the studio. It is the sword

that the Order has distributed to me to deal with the devil.

"Be careful, Nero. May God bless you."

When I opened the door, Xista prayed quietly behind me.

If there is a god, what do we want to do? With such an

idea, I rushed to the forest of Mytis.

It seems that the news of the devil has spread to the

street, and the usual business district is now

invisible. There is a long distance between the urban area

and the forest, but considering the mobility of the devil,

the city cannot be absolutely safe. Everyone is an

experienced person. Whenever a demon appears, it will

not close.

For me who is rushing to the road, the current situation is

very favorable. I don’t have to open up the chaotic crowd.

I will run through the roof of the residents and there will

be no complaints.

On the roof, you can see the streets to a certain extent. In

this way, I quickly discovered the devil. Like I thought, the

devil has broken through the forest and came to the city.

But the distance is still very far, it is hard to say whether

the gun can play a role. I jumped from one roof to another

and continued to run to the scene.

On the quiet street, I heard a few familiar start

sounds. Each of the Order Knights is equipped with a

sword dedicated to the devil. The same is true after my

red, this kind of sword is equipped with a kind of propellant

spray device called “charged”, which can improve the

power of the sword strike. The hilt is designed to resemble

a motorcycle throttle. Rotating the hilt will cause the

device to burn, and holding the clutch lever provided next

to it will eject the propellant.

At this time, the charging system will make a roar like a

motorcycle engine. What I heard is this kind of

sound. Although I can't see it in this position, it is

estimated that the Knights dispatched by the Order should

be nearby.

Is Kyrie still in the forest? Or is it with the Knights?

I can't confirm for a moment, my heart is more and more

anxious.

After holding the red in my right hand, the left hand will

pull the bolt away.

With the sound of recharge, I heard the crying of the

children. My hanging heart was put down a little, and even

if covered by another layer of anxiety, at least Kyrie had

already returned to the urban area, but I didn't know for

sure.

I was flying on the roofs one by one and finally saw them.

It was the three ecclesiastical knights, and the children and

Kyrie who were protected by them. I passed the number

quickly, the children were safe and there was no sign of

injury. On the other side, there was a church knight who

had been wounded, and the hand holding the sword

hanged. The shoulder of the white knight was already dyed

red. Although the face was blocked by the Knight's helmet,

the figure behind it should be Josh. His body is quite small

in the Knights, so even wearing a helmet can recognize

it. In this way, the three should be the team of Josh, Sagan

and Tonio. They joined me in the same period. Although

we were not happy with each other, we could not see it.

Surrounded by them is a demon named Scarecrow,

produced by a cloth bag filled with insects. According to

past experience, one or two of these demons are not at all

climatic, but the number of scarecrows is extremely large,

at least thirty. This is not the case for three knights. And

for the first time, I saw so many demons appear at the

same time.

A scarecrow in the encirclement jumped over to Josh, and

Sagan and Tonio were drawn to the attention of the

scarecrow in front of them, so that even children would be

injured.

"Josh! Your Majesty!"

I didn't have time to land, I jumped out of the air and

raised a gun and shouted.

My voice reminded Josh that he glanced in my direction

and immediately lowered his head. The blessing of his

support guaranteed the route for me to shoot the

Scarecrow.

The trigger was pulled down and the reaction force of the

launch made my left hand shake a lot. Two bullets fired at

almost the same time, the devil was hit in an instant, and

the body of the Scarecrow was blown away.

When I came to the ground, I rushed to see the situation

of Kyrie.

"Nero! How come you're here!"

As the captain of Tonio, he attacked the scarecrow and

yelled at me. At this time, more scarecrows came to this

side.

"Now is not the time to say this! Let’s solve this first!"

I shouted, and centered on the child, and ran to the back

of Tonio.

"Nero..."

Kyrie called me, but now I have no energy to talk to her.

"Kyrie, back! I will dispos them right away! Don't move

there!"

After taking care of Kyrie, I took a step forward and turned

the red hilt, which instantly gave a roar and vibration.

The general knight sword (known as Shizhongjian) is

equipped with a charging system, but in fact, it can only

spray a small amount of propellant. If too much propellant

is loaded, it will be sprayed together with the sword. You

don't have to talk about fighting the devil.

And my Exceed is to increase the injection value of the

propellant to the critical point. I also have the confidence

to control its power. To put it bluntly, it is to master some

tricks so that the red will not wear due to excessive

propellant spray. Just because the jet volume suddenly

increases, the flames from the combustion will be ejected

from the jets together. If there are people around, it will

definitely burn them.

Therefore, if Kyrie is nearby, I can't use Exceed after I like

it. But the gun can't cope with too many enemies at the

same time. If you want to hit the net, you still have to use

a sword.

I ran over, kicking a scarecrow and shooting another one

with a gun. Turning around, I looked at the distance

behind, but I still couldn't rest assured that the flame after

the red was not a joke. I had to pull the distance apart.

Turning the hilt, the red immediately started to burn. I

used the scarecrow in front of me as a springboard, and

before it had more than a dozen squeezing scarecrows,

they rushed toward me.

"now it's right……"

I smiled and pulled the lever, I swept the Exceed and the

touch of the Scarecrow was clearly conveyed through the

blade. I put them one by one on the blade. I misdirected

them from Kyrie's direction. Ordinary swords can only be

fired after attacking two or three demons, and if they are

recharged after Exceeding, they can effectively attack

dozens of demons.

"Go back to your hometown!"

I roared, wielding the sword while turning the hilt, and the

burning red spurt out the flame and a lot of

propellant. Under such an offensive, I threw dozens of

scarecrows away from the place where Kyrie was away. At

the same time, I used the reaction turned, split the torso

behind a few of the Scarecrow, the blade come into

contact with the bag instant of time, cracks in jet black

mist fell to the ground. That is the blood of the devil, which

is a very good color for the dirty Devil.

I looked at Kyrie, and she still kept her children's

posture. Even at this time, she will not regret risking her

life to protect others. I admire her virtues, but this

personality may hurt her. I am very upset about this.

Solved the remaining few, I walked to the side of Kyrie,

and Josh they also completed the task.

"...this all done?"

I asked, Tonio took off his helmet and said:

"I don't know... I didn't report the number when I notified

us. Say, how come you came here?"

In the Knights, Tonio is a very old-fashioned person, he is

very uncomfortable with me. I know this, so I don't know

anything about him at all on weekdays. I didn't intend to

see him in general, but I was so eager to help in a critical

moment. Now this kind of questioning tone makes me very

upset:

"Can't I go for a walk?"

I shrugged, and Tonio really looked like an itch.

"Even without you, we can defeat them."

"Maybe, but there are also Kyrie and the children here.

Can't you watch the fire across the bank?"

Since I have said this, although Tonyo is not able to accept

this rhetoric, he is no longer entangled in his eyes.

I didn't even disturb the idea of Tonio's mission, just to

protect Kyrie and the children. But in the eyes of Tonio,

my behavior is completely vying for strength. I once again

shrugged. In the Knights of the Order, there are not many

people who are obsessed with honor like Tonio. All these

people’s minds think about how in order to make yourself

a famous knight.

Honestly, it’s boring.

What is the legend of Swordsman Sparta, I am not

interested in that myth, but Tonio or other knights, should

not be revered Sparta, believe in his heroic deeds? In this

case, why not learn the good heart of his struggle to

protect humanity? Compared with the competition for

fame and fortune, shouldn’t this be comforted by the

shocked Kyrie?

Faced with the tense air between me and Tonio, Kyrie

showed a distressed expression. I patted her on the

shoulder and said:

"Go."

Kyrie bowed to Tonio and the children bowed their heads.

After the children were gathered and walked with me for a

few steps, they ran back and asked the injured Josh:

"... are you okay?"

Seeing that Josh’s knight’s suit was stained with blood,

Kyrie tore his sleeves down, and I could only helplessly

sigh.

Kyrie is still the same, only worried about others, as if she

is not important at all, speculation about others' feelings

and kindness to others.

In the Knights, someone often compares Kyrie to the

goddess. As the sister of the head of the Order, Credo,

there are many people who know her in the group.

Sometimes, she will give gifts to the knights or visit the

wounded.

"I'm sorry... you got hurt because of us..."

Kyrie said that while the torn cloth was wrapped around

Josh's shoulder, Josh was a little shy, but did not refuse.

At this time, I found that Kyrie feet had a faint light.

That is - magic array.

If the devil wants to come to the world, he has to go

through the magic array. But that is not a product of

natural occurrence. It is impossible to produce a space

without magic and without the cooperation of a mage.

Taking this layer into consideration, let my reaction slow

down.

There is a demon behind Kyrie. Not a scarecrow, but a kind

of lizard that has never been seen before, but can walk

with two feet, wear armor, and have a round shield on the

arm. At a glance, it can be seen that this is a much higher

demon than the Scarecrow.

"Kyrie, RUN!"

I yelled and ran.

After the devil lizard appeared, its roar was deafening.

Kyrie was frightened by this sudden situation. The founder

of the devil, Josh, slashed his sword and chopped it, but

he was already wounded. The attack was easily blocked by

the demon with a shield. The devil used the claws to fly

Josh, accompanied by Josh’s painful sputum, and the blood

splattered. The face of Kyrie. At this point, Kyrie can't do

anything but shiver in the same place.

The target of the lizard turned to Kyrie. Its claws seem to

be stupid for another creature.

"Kyrie!"

I can't use a gun. The distance between Kyrie and it is too

close. To fire two bullets, no matter how high my shooting

level is, I can't guarantee that I won't hurt Kyrie. But it is

definitely too late to run in this way.

I will turn the red stalk handle to the maximum amplitude,

so that the propellant of the jet is sprayed in the opposite

direction. This is a device to improve the power of the

sword, but at this time it can drive my own speed, although

some Regardless of the consequences, there is no other

way.

"Kyrie!"

I shouted again, holding the joystick tightly, and the

propellant sprayed, so that my movement speed rose

again.

Almost jumping with a sigh of relief in the direction of

Kyrie. I can't control the specific location, but as long as

Kyrie is safe, I can protect her with her body.

Just like being surrounded by flames, I rushed to the front

of the demon and separated Kyrie. The devil's claws are in

front of me. I can't resist with the sword. I use my right

hand to cover my head in a reflective manner. The right

arm instantly sends sharp pain.

"Nero!"

Gili, who took the whole process out of her eyes,

screamed, and I kicked the devil in front of me:

"Kyrie! Don't worry about me! Run with the kids!"

The demon who was smashed into the air turned around

in the air to adjust his body. I rewarded it with a shot. At

the same time, the two bullets fired straight toward the

demon, but they were blocked by the shield. The surface

smashed the spark of the metal impact. It seems to be a

high-strength material. There are no ways to break

through two bullets.

I turned the hilt and wanted to start it again after the red,

but there was no reaction. It seems that the internal device

was burnt out before using it excessively.

I snorted and gave up the charge and rushed directly to

the devil.

However, the power of recharging was lost, and the right

hand of the sword was injured. The attack in this state had

no effect on the demon. Instead, it was shaken back and

forth by the shield's force. In order to save physical

strength, it was not caught by it. I had to step back a few

steps.

At this time the devil roared again, it was harsh, I don't

want to hear it anymore.

I looked back, Josh had taken away Kyrie, but Sagan and

Tonio were still there.

"Sagan! What are you doing! You are not going to back the

children?"

I cried, but Sagan and Tonio ran to me.

"Nero. This task is the responsibility of our team, but I will

not listen to you."

"You are still saying this! If there is a demon there, what

can I do! How can Josh deal with everyone!"

At this moment, the devil's shackles stopped, and we

nervously reorganized the posture, not knowing what

tricks it would play. But the devil's huge claws did not

attack us, but the direction of escape.

"shit!"

I and Sagan rushed to the devil, and Tonio ran to the back

of Josh. With the devil's howl, its claws shot like bullets.

Although I immediately cut the sword, I could only cut one

of them.

Sagan slashed to the demon with a roar of charge, but not

only was the attack blocked by the shield, but the body

was also hit.

"Josh! Be careful!"

Tonyo yelled as he ran, and Josh hurried back, and the

devil's claws were only a few meters away from

Kyrie. Although he found that the situation was wrong,

Josh wanted to fight, but the body swayed because of the

injury. In this way, the claws shot by the devil will hurt the

children. Thinking of this, Kyrie used her body to protect

the children.

Fortunately - should you say that? In short, the devil's

claws only wiped out the shoulders of Kelly, but the

remaining claws stabbed into Josh's body cruelly. Josh

swayed violently and fell down.

"Josh!"

Tonio stayed in the same place because of the shock.

At this time, I and Sagan worked together to demolish the

demon. I fired a few shots at the unmovable demon and

finally killed it.

This is what happened a month ago.

The Order decided to conceal the incident.

One of the three knights sent were killed and civilians were

affected. If this happens, it will affect the prestige of the

Order.

However, many children in the incident witnessed it.

Although it is still very young, it is impossible to completely

cover up the past, so this thing is disguised as follows:

I accidentally met with Kyrie, and then accidentally

appeared the devil, killing them by the way. For this

reason, I and Kyrie were both injured. It didn't matter.

Although they sent the Knights of the Order, they couldn't

catch up, so there was no such a dead man named Josh.

Josh and I are as orphans, and the people who suddenly

disappeared suddenly disappeared, and no one will pursue

it.

Me, Kyrie, Sagan and Tonio are all strictly forbidden to

mention this matter, and the children are also being

overwhelmed. Fortunately, Kyrie held the children in their

arms, and they did not see the way Josh died.

But everything is for the church’s own position. Josh is

dead and Kyrie is injured. This is an unchangeable fact. No

matter how ridiculous the lie is, there are demons that

three Knights of the Order can't beat, and I haven't been

able to protect Kyrie well.

If I can get stronger, it would be fine.

Sagan and Tonio must have thought so.

They have always sneered at me, and after that, they are

no longer talking, but spend almost all their time on

training. I didn't know much because I didn't see each

other recently, but I guess they are still insisting.

Even the guys like them, on this day, will definitely wear

the ceremonial knights to attend the ceremonies. After all,

unlike me, they are too serious.

After I rolled the bandage onto my right arm again, I

walked out of the room. I listened to the words of Kyrie

and went to the Sword house.

The Sword house is the headquarters of the Order of the

Knights more than ten years ago. Now that the new

Faculty Headquarters is completed, it has completed its

mission and is now a resting place for the Knights of the

Order.

Pushing open the thick wooden door filled with dust, there

is no sound in the Sword yard, no one at all. The knights

gathered here on weekdays should now move to the opera

house of the Magic Sword Festival venue.

It is also a wooden step, and every step of it will give a

sorrow of being crushed.

Every time you are called by Kyrie's brother, the Knights

of the Order, Credo, take care of the stairs to avoid

smashing them.

Going to the top of the Cavaliers' office, I knocked on the

door and Credo sat in the seat and gave me a look:

"...how are you so slow?"

".... I slept for a while."

As I replied, I sat in the chair facing Credo, and Credo

stood up and gently closed the door I opened. It seems

that the next words are not to be heard. Is it coming

again... "dirty work."

"There is a demon in the forest."

I heard that I turned my head:

"Come back... is this the first time? Are you investigating

the reasons? Anyway, there have been too many recent

cases."

A month ago, after the day I was wounded and the death

of Josh, the report of the devil in the Mises forest was not

broken. Although it has not happened, it has recently

become almost abnormal.

"I can't see the scorn of the investigation bureau. I just

have to solve the problem at hand... understand? Nero."

"Hurry up to solve the devil? I know... I know."

If it is someone else to see, let the injured me go to the

retreat, it is too much to call people. But even if Credo

does not say, I also know that today is the Magic Sword

Festival, and the main members of the Knights have to

serve as guards at the venue, so they are

understaffed. Moreover, if the guards are taken away and

the number of Knights is found to be incorrect, it will also

make the public feel uneasy.

"Be as secret as possible, as fast as possible..."

In short, even today, it is arranged to "dirty work." Ming

Ming and Kyrie had an appointment to attend the

ceremony today. Now I don’t know if I can still abide by

the agreement.

Looking at my right hand with a bandage, Credo asked in

a near-cold tone:

"Is your injury okay?"

"If I say bad, will someone work for me?"

I replied sarcastically, and Credo lowered his eyes.

"After the Red Queen is still under renovation, if you need

an alternate stone sword, I will give you a good match."

After the battle, the internal combustion engine was

burned out in a battle a month ago, and it was temporarily

unavailable. So, I handed it over to a department called

the technical bureau for repair. It was only after the red

and the other knight swords were constructed differently.

Many parts were specially made, so they have not been

repaired until now.

"I don't want the sword in the stone. It is estimated that

there is no sickle on the feet of the scarecrow."

I said, the line of sight fell on the sword of Credo's waist.

"If you have to use it, how about lending me to Durand?"

Credo glanced at me and said, "Don't be kidding." Durandl

is a special sword that only the Cavaliers can hold. In the

Order, the sword is a divine item, and lending your sword

to others is also a disrespectful act. What's more, it's more

devout than others, and it's just a bit of a bad taste to

ridicule Durand.

"Just kidding, as for using this look, yell at me..."

I scratched my head and opened the subject.

"Nero, I think you should understand, don't use a gun."

To be on the safe side, Credo told me.

"I know... the gunshots are heard badly? And I don't want

to let strange noises come in when Kyrie sings."

If you hear the gunshots in the Magic Sword Festival, it

will definitely cause commotion, so this time you can't

shoot is a matter of nailing.

"The right hand is still not able to use the gun... This time

the devil is really not fun at all."

I made a joke and complained. Anyway, I received some

unreasonable tasks from Credo. It’s just that today’s Credo

is not the same as usual:

"Sorry……"

He whispered. And I didn't say anything. Credo is afraid

that because of a month ago, the incident broke his mind,

and there was a sacrifice by the Christian Knight, but he

had to hide the truth. This result must not be seen by

Credo. We are together from a young age, and I can

understand the feelings of Credo.

"I'm leaving."

Just like talking to myself, I walked out of the Sword room.

Residents have begun to go to the Opera House. Contrary

to the direction of the flow of people, I went to the store

in Kars. Before going to the forest to crusade the devil, I

have to go there to get something.

Carls was like waiting for me to appear. After seeing me

from the semi-closed rolling door, I sighed with a heavy

shoulder:

"Give me, if you said that you will come today, I will not

wait for you now. It is almost late."

It is also natural that Kars will be angry. I watched the

clock and it was already an hour later than the agreed

time.

"Sorry... I will pay attention next time."

I bowed slightly, and Karls took out a simple little box and

put it in my hand. This is what I asked him to buy, and the

money has been paid before.

"It's not because of you, it's really rare to give someone

something. I just went out in person. The Magic Sword

Festival is about to begin. Kyrie is about to appear."

"I know, thank you."

Put the box in my arms and I will continue to go in the

direction of the forest. Looking back, Kars really had a

surprised expression. After all, the forest and the opera

house were in the opposite direction. His performance was

not surprising, but he didn't have time to explain anything

to him.

When I stepped into the forest, my right-hand hurts. As

long as there is a demon nearby, my right hand will be

aching. This is a symptom that started a month ago. The

reason is still unclear. Sure enough, this hand has been

possessed by the devil.

Now I don't have time to think about extra things. If I don't

solve it quickly, I can't wait to listen to Kyrie singing. I took

the bandage of my right hand and stuffed it into my

windbreaker pocket. From the gap between the trees, I

saw the figure of the Scarecrow.

Two or three... If this is all, the number is much less than

imagined.

"Hurry up and get out of the horse... no time to grind."

While meditation, while stretching his right hand toward

the Scarecrow, it gave a faint glow, and then the other

wrist composed of blue and white light stretched out.

The hand of the devil.

I call it that.

A month ago, my right hand was hurt by a demon, its

shape became more and more like a demon, and it had a

wonderful power.

I didn't know at the beginning.

But in order to carry out the dirty work that Credo

commanded, I discovered the power of boarding in my

right hand, although the reasons and reasons still do not

understand.

The devil's hand caught a leg of the Scarecrow, and this

glowing arm can move with my will.

The trapped straw man swayed back and forth and

smashed toward the other straw man, so that the two

scarecrows spit out the black smoke because of the violent

impact.

There is a scarecrow behind me. But I am not flustered. I

turned back and held the scared straw man tightly. The

trapped scarecrow struggled, but the devil's hand would

not let it escape.

"go to hell!"

In this way, the scarecrow fell to the ground, and the

insects in the bag made an unpleasant scream, while the

black smoke spewed out.

I gently shook my right hand and looked around. It seems

that there is no demon, and the pain in the right hand has

disappeared.

"Nothing..."

I rolled up my right hand with a bandage. If I rushed over,

I should still see Kyrie. I immediately ran to the city.

In the city surrounded by high walls, there is a castle with

a medieval style - the castle of Fortuna. The legend of this

castle is that Sparda, as the city owner, manages where

Fodu lived.

The interior of the castle still retains its appearance at the

time, and is now used as an art gallery. The citizens are

free to enter and exit.

But on the ground floor of the castle of Fortuna, there is a

place that is not known to ordinary people. Unlike this

ancient space, it is a building that has been built with

modern building materials and design. It is called the

“Technical Bureau” and is specially developed to deal with

the weapons of the devil.

In a room in the jurisdiction of the technical bureau, a tall,

somewhat hunched man is taking notes. He is the leader

of the technical bureau, Agnus.

Even today is a magic sword festival that is especially

important to the Order, Agnus is not present. He is

fascinated by his own research, but he is also a man who

loves teaching and worships the current Pope

Sanctus. Because of this, he has to solve his own

problems as soon as possible.

"I don't understand, what is worse?"

He whispered, and his gaze was a huge glass-tube-like

thing. Inside it, a broken Japanese sword was suspended.

This is the problem that is currently plaguing him.

This sword is called a Yamato. Legend is, it is one of the

swords of Sparda.

Agnus found it a year ago on the outskirts of Fortuna.

The name of the swords has only appeared once or twice

in the ancient literature. Agnus has recognized it at a

glance and has to attribute that he is a natural

researcher. In the study of how to fight against the devil's

day and night, his biggest goal is to make a "magic sword".

In the process, it is reasonable to know the magic sword.

After Sparda left for Fortuna for two thousand years, the

various magic swords he possessed were unknown, and

the discovery of the sword was a great opportunity for

Agnus, regardless of luck or not. The magic sword of

thought is finally in the bag.

But it is also accompanied by many problems.

The sword is now broken in half.

There are various types of things like the Magic Sword.

Some of the demon swords are demons. As long as the

body does not die, it will recover a small amount of trauma

and damage on its own. There is also a magical substance,

as long as it has this substance, it can be artificially

repaired.

However, the sword does not belong to the above two

types.

Agnes used a variety of means to try to repair it many

times, but there was no sign of a recovery.

"Is the owner of this sword a demon...?"

If the Yamato are magic swords that have been changed

from demons, then it is reasonable to be unable to repair

them. But if this is the case, the remaining broken sword

should completely lose its magic. However, the fact that

the sword still retains strong magic in the case of complete

rupture makes Agnus confused.

"Why... you, you, what are you dissatisfied with!"

Agnus, who started stuttering because of excitement,

repeated his words, taking notes from the handles on the

glass test tubes, and the notes fell to the ground without

touching the test tubes.

"It's really unpleasant... If you can recover, it's not far

from the plan..."

When the words were not finished, Agnus realized that

someone had come in.

In front of the door, there is a woman standing.

"Greg, Gloria... Do you have anything?"

The woman, known as Gloria, chuckled and took Agnus'

notes and handed it over. Agnus was taken over with

impeccance.

"You are in a bad mood."

Gloria laughed.

Agnus hates this woman. Originally, Agnus hated women

as a creature, not to mention that Gloria was very

exposed. The long skirt showed her chest, back and thighs.

People couldn’t help but ask what kind of clothes they

used. . And this attitude of using himself as a woman as a

weapon makes Agnus feel sick when he sees it.

“Is the research still going well?”

Gloria looked at the sword.

"That's what you see! How anxious!"

The most dissatisfied with Agnus is the attitude of

Gloria. There is a reason for a newcomer who has only

entered the Order for only one month to talk to Agnes like

the top.

A month ago, Gloria suddenly appeared in Fortuna.

Originally, this place of Fortuna was very exclusive to

foreigners, and the same was true of the Magic

Swords. The Order pays great attention to the birthplace

and family of the church. Therefore, the obvious outsider

of Gloria proposed that the request to see the pope was

not allowed.

But she brought in one thing.

Magic sword Sparda.

This is the sword of the swordsman Sparda, and also a

symbol of his strength.

How did she get it?

According to Gloria, she used to be a treasure hunter for a

living. Occasionally, she got the sword Sparda. After

hearing about the deeds of the Magic Swords, she wanted

to dedicate herself to the Pope.

The Pope certainly won't refuse.

The swordsman Sparda is regarded as the revered chapel

of God. The sword Sparda is naturally the relic of God. This

will not only increase the prestige of the Order, but also

allow the implementation plan to go further.

Gloria does not ask for any return. Just said one sentence:

"My wish is to witness the ideal world under His Majesty

the Pope."

So today she can become a red man as one of the cadres

of the corps, which is why. The unsuspecting young

ecclesiastical knight is very puzzled by Gloria’s sudden

appearance. He always thinks that there may be

something hidden – for example, she is the pope’s

mistress, and Agnus Not interested.

What really made him unbearable was that the woman got

the magic sword. That is the sword of God, the strongest

sword in the world. It was the legendary sword that the

great Sparda was waving, but it was tarnished by this dirty

woman.

"Hell door?"

Gloria asked again.

"That that is going well! No problem!"

It is not easy to answer this.

"Is it... just how smooth it is, this door is too small..."

Agnes has been speechless.

The Hell Gate is a space warping device designed by

Agnus. It presents a huge plate shape that, once

activated, distorts the space and temporarily connects the

human and the devil.

For Agnus, who needs demons for a variety of reasons, it's

a fantastic device. Until now, the small hell gate has been

designed a lot, and the three hell gates actually used have

already been able to match the stability of the real thing.

Only these are the blessings of Gloria, and Agnus is very

unwilling.

In addition to the magic sword Sparda, Gloria also brought

several other magical instruments - they are called magic

devices. The magical device is the key to the start, and the

current hell gate has a stable state.

"Refueling to restore the sword, you know that without it,

you can't start the real hell gate."

Gloria left this sentence and left.

Agnus again dropped the notes toward the glass test tube.

"Fox Fox Fox Fox! Less proud of forgetting!"

But Gloria’s words are not bad.

The Hell Gate has a true and false distinction. It used to

connect the world and the devil world day and night. That

is the freedom to come, the real hell gate. That huge form

is unmatched by the fakes made by Agnus. To open the

Hell Gate, you must use the sword.

The Swordsman Spartan used the swords to cut off the

connection between the world and the devil, but it was also

the key to reopening the gates of Hell.

Agnus took a sip and sighed and slammed his notes on the

floor.

On the way, some demons may have come out of the

forest, and I met them in a narrow way. Originally, it was

not enough to fear, but in the broad daylight,

I still couldn't use the hand of the devil casually. The magic

sword ritual has already begun. Now I am still alone in the

estimation of the street, but I am still careful.

I rushed to the venue panting, and Kyrie's singing had

come to an end, watching her sing the most wonderful

treble. It’s a pity that I didn’t appreciate the complete

song, but I’ve seen the appearance of Kyrie's performance,

and I’ve followed the agreement.

I put the whole back on the chair and looked at Kyrie. At

the end of the song, she seemed to find me, showing a

little complicated smile. Probably because I haven't been

able to see me before.

In the warm applause of the audience, Kyrie left the stage

after the ceremony.

I vacated the next seat and heard that singing the song,

Kyrie will participate in the magic sword ritual as a general

audience. I put a headset on the gift I bought from Kars

and put it on my seat.

The division on the stage will tell the Pope that he is about

to appear, and I am completely uninterested in these. I

just want to abide by the agreement with Kyrie, and the

preaching of the preaching is free.

The man sitting on the other side of me showed a surprised

expression to me. Everyone in the meeting was a devout

believer. Those who ignored the Pope’s teaching but

listened to rock music were simply unreasonable.

Anyway, for me, the teachings of the Magic

Swordsmanship to save the world are not at all

credible. But Kyrie and Credo are different from me. They

are devout believers and their parents are the same. They

believe in the pure and sinless god, the swordsman

Sparda, and believe in his story of saving the world. I will

know Kyrie and Credo at the orphanage because of this,

their parents, instead of the gods, send love and warmth

to the orphans of the orphanage. Kyrie and Credo will help

me with my parents. This kind of person has an

intersection.

I don't know why, I am very loved by the parents of Kyrie

and Credo. Perhaps it is because I have a silver hair that

is extremely rare in Fortuna. In the legend, the swordsman

Sparta is also a silver hair. I don't have parents, so in their

hearts I might be someone who has a relationship with

Sparda. More than two thousand years ago, I did not know

the rhetoric of the swordsman who existed or not. I would

not believe this rhetoric. But the parents of Kyrie and

Credo are the devout followers who often hang this

word. This is almost blind, but they are all very good

people.

And they are all dead and killed by the devil.

At that time, I was not a knight of the Order, nor did I

know the specific situation at the scene. In short, when I

investigated the remains in the Mises Forest, I was killed

by a sudden demon attack.

From that time, I knew that the Devil's Swordsmanship

was simply a big lie. Why are they dead? They are so

convinced that the pure god will bless themselves, but they

are still cruelly killed by the devil. If it is me, I will not

complain, should God not redeem those kind people! They

deserve the greatest care of God.

But they are still dead. This is the reality.

So, I don't believe in God, I only believe in power.

This is the end of the matter. Without power, nothing can

be protected. I did not believe in the Knights, but also

stayed to protect Kyrie. I lost my parents and suffered

tremendous pain but still did not change my piety. I must

protect her.

Glanced to the left and found that Kyrie was standing next

to him. She saw my gift in the seat and smiled softly. It is

not a valuable thing, in order to repay the care of me on

weekdays, and to congratulate her on being chosen as a

female singer by the Magic Sword Festival. Although I

don't believe in God, I will never marry my blessings for

good things.

Kyrie picked up the box and sat next to me.

The Buddhism of the Pope on the stage continues.

I basically didn't listen to it. In short, there are some

people about chaos, and the days when the gods come will

finally come. Finally, the pope said something, and then

put up a gesture of prayer, and then Kyrie responded with

their hands together, this is the so-called prayer time.

I can't stand it anymore, I will fall asleep again. Thinking

about it, I took my headset and stood up. I realized that

my moving Kyrie looked at me uneasy:

"Nero... What happened?"

I looked at my head and thought she should know why.

"I am leaving."

Fortunately, no matter whether it is the pope or the

audience, or even the ecclesiastical knights who are on the

stage, they are seriously praying. No one can see me. It is

the best time to slip away.

"Prayer is not over yet..."

In the view of Kyrie, this time is absolutely impossible to

leave, but my patience has reached the limit. Anyway, I

have already participated in the ceremony. After fulfilling

the agreement, the gift is also delivered. What I want to

do is over.

"It doesn't matter, I have to sleep."

Drop this sentence, I am going out, Kyrie quickly chased

it up.

Just then, I stopped.

My right hand is aching.

As if it was sensed, the pulse of the right hand under my

bandage became clearer and more intense.

"demon……?"

I whispered, not letting Kyrie hear.

There are demons nearby. But in addition to the dozens of

ecclesiastical knights in the venue, I thought it would be

impossible for them to invade here. But just like denying

my thoughts, the pain in my right hand did not improve.

If there is a demon here, it is within the scope of what I

can perceive - that is, only the roof, it is also the blind spot

of the knights. Just as I looked at the ceiling, the man

broke through the stained glass and fell straight.

This is a silver-haired man in red and carrying a big sword.

The red man fell on the stage of the pope's pulpit and

quickly took out something from his arms, and when I

realized that it was a pistol, the guns had already sounded

at the venue.

At the moment, the venue was silent.

I also couldn't understand what happened in a

moment. My position was just blocked by the red man and

I couldn't see it, but I heard the sound of the pope's

dryness.

The red man stood on the pulpit and slowly looked back at

the audience, his face still stained with blood.

"Your Majesty!"

At the same time, Credo shouted at the side of the stage,

while the audience screamed and rushed to escape from

the exit.

Assassination -

Although it is a bit ironic to say this, it is a fact. The red

man who suddenly appeared, shot the pope. What is his

purpose and what are the benefits of doing this kind of

thing? There is no time to think about it now, and Credo

and the Knights of the Order have pulled the sword to the

man.

I took Kyrie's hand and led her to the exit. In a hurry,

Kyriedropped the gift that I gave her to the ground, but

now it is not the time to care about it. If she likes it, I will

buy one more. I didn't pay attention to the movement of

Kyrie, and some of them took her hard.

And the church knights who confronted the red men on the

stage were just surrounded by him and did not dare to

move.

Even in the face more than a dozen enemy cents is not

difficult, he carried out the massacre unilateral use their

sword to teach large groups knights. Because of fear, Kyrie

looked back at the stage several times, but I don't want

her to see such a misery.

Although I really want to help, but at least take Kyrie to a

safe place, according to her personality, maybe he will go

to the Cavaliers in desperation.

"Kyrie! Hurry! Get out of here!"

I shouted like this, but her heart was not at all running

away. She was concerned with the knights who were hurt

by the red man, and the Credo who was watching

the Pope.

I don't know how many knights screamed. The exit was

crowded with people who had run away from it. Everyone

is very flustered. It is impossible for us to give way and

not to command. Now we have to wait for the people in

front to evacuate. I looked irritably at the direction of the

stage. More than a dozen knights of the Order had fallen

to the ground. The only two left were Credo and another

person who did not know. Within two minutes, the Knights

were almost completely destroyed. This is too outrageous.

The Knights of the Order had special training for the devil,

and many demons have human forms. Therefore, the

Knights of the Order are also very beneficial to humans.

Especially in this era, fighting with a sword can be better

than the Knights of the Order.

The common sense that I have established has been

broken so easily.

In shock, my strength with the hand of Kyrie eased. On

the stage is almost the scene of the confrontation between

Credo and the red man.

"brother!"

Kyrie screamed and broke away from my hand and ran to

the stage.

"Kyrie!"

Just wanted to chase the past, but was pushed by the

believers who fled to the door. Seeing Kyrie running to the

stage, I quickly chased it up.

The rest of the knight, with the sword cut to the back of

the man in red, but the other side did not return, it was

easily overturned. The Cavaliers’ body that lost strength

was just hitting Kyrie who ran over.

Kyrie sent out a subtle sorrow, and she fell to the

ground. And this voice caught the attention of the man, he

turned around.

"...Kyrie!"

This is the worst situation I expected.

The red man stepped toward Kyrie, and I was running and

leaping.

With the motivation to run, I got my feet in the air and the

soles kicked straight on the man's face. Suddenly the

impact of the face, let the man planted to the rear.

However, this person is not so easy to be able to knock

down, otherwise the Order Knights may not be this

miserable. As soon as the foot stepped on the floor, I took

out the blue rose from my arms and fired two bullets at

the man who had not yet landed.

The man defended the bullet with the big sword in his

hand. When I saw this reaction, I knew that the other party

was a rather powerful opponent. Because in general, the

bullet should be given priority to avoid, and this man did

not hesitate to use the sword to resist.

However, the attack power of the Blue Rose bullet seems

to exceed the man's expectations. The big sword that was

hit was shocked to his rear, and the rear was exactly the

giant stone sculpture of the swordsman Sparda. It seems

to be to avoid the body hitting the stone statue, the man

stabbed the sword into the forehead of the stone statue.

I jumped up to the man and stepped on the hilt of the big

sword. The stone statue was deeply inserted by the big

sword. I used the hilt as the platform and jumped onto the

shoulder of the stone statue. The red man just stood on

the opposite side of my shoulder and held each other with

a gun.

It is beyond imagination and physical strength.

I already feel that I am surpassing the existence of

ordinary people, but this man's ability is probably above

me.

"...Nero!"

Kyrie looked up at me, at least for now, let the man's

attention lead away from Kyrie, and fight for time to let

her escape. And I also found that Credo was not injured. I

shouted to Kyrie:

"Kyrie! Run with Credo! Let me drag him!"

If only Kyrie is alone, perhaps she will not escape as I said,

but Credo is also there, he will protect Kyrie. Credo

immediately put Kyrie behind him and said:

"Nero! I will call the reinforcements, you must be careful!"

Credo is trustworthy, and there should be dozens of priests

in the headquarters of the corps to guard against

accidents. If they are gathered together, at least the odds

will be greater.

During the removal of Kyrie, I used to shoot men in red

with guns. And he showed a little unclear smile, may not

care about the escape of one or two people, because this

man wants to cross me to attack Kyrie is easy, but he did

not.

It is a conscience discovery, or there are other reasons,

but I am not interested in speculating on the psychology

of murderers.

"Reinforcement...? It seems that there can be no

expectations."

I moved my neck and smashed the headset and fell

straight to the ground.

"This is a valuable thing... but it is not a time of distress."

When I heard my words, the man’s mouth rose a

little. Upon seeing it, I immediately pulled the trigger. The

man jumped up as expected, and I also pursued it. While

scouting in the air, they also shot at each other, thinking

that they could always hit one or two shots at such a close

distance, but the idea seemed too naive. Then he was

kicked by the man in the air and the body flew out.

On the other hand, the man fell on the head of the stone

statue leisurely, and the sword that was inserted in the

head was pulled out. If you let him take the sword back, it

would be awful, I thought, jumping to the hilt. Under the

impact of my weight, the stone statue cracked open, the

big sword danced in the air, and the man jumped up

without hesitation to get the sword. And I completely lost

my balance, rolling down from the cracks of the stone's

arms and body, but fortunately I stretched my feet and did

not fall to the ground. The man is now standing on top of

the stone statue with a sword.

"I am doing nothing in the end!"

I shot at the man in an unfavorable state. He easily

avoided it and stood on the stone sword hilt held by the

statue.

"This leisurely look... is so unpleasant!"

Although I don't want to be disrespectful to Sparda, I don't

care about it now. I concentrated all my strength on the

lower limbs, a cracked crack, the body of the stone and

the wrist separated, and the wrist was connected with the

mantra standing by the man. My purpose was to destroy

the wrist so that he I can't jump anymore. With this gap,

I can also restore my situation to the best.

But contrary to expectations, the man still stood on the hilt

that was slowly falling down, carrying a sword and looking

at me leisurely. I took a sip and changed the plan to run

the stone sword to the man. While running, I attacked with

a gun. Although the distance was very close, but I could

not hold him, it was easy to be avoided.

Seeing that the man was like a sword, I hurriedly kicked a

kick, and the man immediately offset my attack. Both of

them were shocked to fly backwards.

As the body falls, I drain the empty clips from the blue rose

wheel and throw the spare bullets in the auto-loader in the

sleeve. At the moment of landing, the bullets were

beautifully loaded into the idler.

After the man landed, he slowly changed the clip.

Overwhelmingly unfavorable, the enemy is very strong,

my right hand cannot be used, and now it has been

panting, the battle has only been a minute before, but

there is almost no such experience of being out of

breath. And the man is relaxed, which makes me even

more angry. It may be time to use this right hand, but I

can't make up my mind.

What if Credo came back at this time? As long as you delay

the time, the reinforcements will come. At that time, you

have to fight with Credo and dozens of church knights.

What is the explanation for this hand?

The man showed an incredible look at my delay in

attacking. I should delay the time, this man does not look

as good as I think.

Just thinking of it, the man started to act.

While collecting the gun into his arms, he raised his sword

and stabbed me straight.

too fast.

The right hand unconsciously protected the head before I

was able to make a judgment as to whether or not to avoid

it. The right hand blocked the man's spurs and could only

endure the impact of this almost blowing my heart. The

man's spurs tore my bandage wrapped around my right

hand.

"I thought you stumbled on you... a powerful arm. Is there

titanium added inside?"

I was surprised by the fact that the right hand was

unscathed, but the man’s speech also scared me, because

he did not say a word until now.

"I thought you were dumb..."

After listening to me, the man did not know why he showed

a smile like a winner.

"That's it. I said I can't talk?"

He said, suddenly I want to chat, but my hand is still

stabbed, so I immediately hold the blade, the man

hurriedly wants to pull the sword out, but it seems that my

right hand is more powerful, the right hand has already I

was forcibly exposed, and I have not hesitated since then.

With this hand, I may be able to win him and gamble.

"Although you ask me what this trick is... sorry, this is a

trade secret!"

I grabbed the sword and tied them out with the

men. Looking at the man who had crossed the air a few

times, I turned my back and ran towards him. The front is

the stone statue wrist that I just broke, and the huge stone

sword held by the stone statue is connected. I lifted the

giant sword with the devil's hand and then turned back to

the direction of the man. The man just walked back and

leaned back and looked at my right hand:

"……you too?"

"what?"

I didn't understand the man's words.

"No, you don't have the smell of garbage."

"What are you talking about -"

I clenched my right hand.

"can't have time to talk to you now!"

I shouted and stretched out my right hand, and the blue

and white devil's hand rushed toward the man. The man

showed his wolverine for the first time.

In order not to let the man escape, I quickly caught his

right foot. Then straight up and pull him to my side, while

pulling and running. Time is running out, I have to end

everything before someone else arrives.

I released the hand of the devil and aimed at the face of

the man who temporarily lost his defense in the air. I used

all my strength to smash the right fist. The man’s head

was deeply embedded in the depression of the floor, but I

am not satisfied, continue to ride on the man's body and

beat his face countless times. If you don't do this, you

can't beat him.

Although I have killed the human being possessed by the

devil, but I have not killed a living person, but if it is this

man, I really can’t feel that I am fighting with human

beings. During his time when I can’t move, my beating has

not stopped. .

At the same time, some fierce part of my heart

awakened. Unexplained, in the process of beating, I feel

that I must kill this man, just like he is my old enemy.

Unconsciously, I cast the man's body on the stone statue,

picked up the man's sword that fell on the ground, and

pointed it in the direction. When the man's back touched

the stone statue, I almost nailed the sword at the same

time to nail the man to the stone statue.

I just reacted. The tragic scene that appeared in front of

me, the man was nailed to the stone statue like an insect

specimen, and the blood of the big beach was flowing down

the chest.

My right hand is a little trembling.

The behavior made unconsciously is too cruel, making me

feel dizzy. I turned my back and didn't look at the man's

body, put the sleeve down and hid his right hand, ready to

leave. Then I will hand it over to Credo. It is also a last

resort to kill. Otherwise, I will be killed. I think so, just

want to go to the exit -

"... did a good job."

I heard the voice coming from behind, the voice of the man

I killed. I looked back in horror, and the man kept looking

at me from the top.

"I seem to be looking down on you."

Listening to the tone seemed to be a bit painful. The man

lifted his body out of the stone statue, but his chest was

still pierced by a sword. No matter how he thought he

could not live. Although I was shocked, it seems that I am

not surprised. This is a very outrageous guy. It is not as

human beings as it is a devil.

"It turns out that you are not human."

I said with a wry smile, the man seems to have found that

his chest is still inserted with a sword, while pulling it out,

he said:

"we are the same……"

The disgusting squeaking of the sword is accompanied by

a large amount of blood ejected. His blood is red. I have

never seen the demon of red blood. After finally getting

the sword out, he pointed his sword at my right hand:

"I am not human, are you not the same?"

I panicked my right hand behind my back and was asked

this way. I was shaken. I haven't let anyone see this arm,

at least not seen by the opponent who can speak.

"I am... human."

After listening to my words, the man shrugged and pointed

his finger at the direction behind me:

"What about them?"

I went back and there was the body of the Knights of the

Order. But although they are all dressed in knights, but

without the cover of the helmet, their faces are not

completely human appearance, just like demons. When I

turned my gaze to the man again, he was no longer here. I

couldn't see him after looking around, he disappeared.

"But I think you may be different from them."

A voice came from the top of the head and looked up. The

man was sitting on the edge of the ceiling that was

destroyed by himself.

"what are you talking about!"

In the face of my doubts, the man smiled bitterly.

"Who knows, you will understand later."

With that said, the man stood up and stretched.

"I have other tasks... I will play here with the devil."

"Don't run!"

Although the gun was fired, the man had disappeared from

my sight. The bullet only broke a few ceilings, and the

white smoke fluttered in the void. When the smoke

disappeared, the man once again looked at me from the

hole in the ceiling:

"It will be again, little devil."

After leaving this sentence, it should be really left.

It is uncomfortable.

Whether it is the posture of the bamboo in the chest, or

the posture of the unintentional, all of them make me

angry. If he is not human, is that a demon? It is said that

there are individuals in the higher demons who can

understand human language, but I have never seen them

before.

Is that man really a demon? If he is a demon, what am I?

It was originally a question to the man, and now it

becomes a question of oneself. My right hand is no longer

human. After all, it can withstand the rapid spurs. If I

believe that he is a demon, then will I be considered a

demon?

It is worthy of concern, as well as the bodies of the Knights

of the Order - the devil's body. When I just wanted to

confirm them again, the Order Knights broke through from

the entrance. I went to the last Kredo in the team. In short,

I had to report things to him - let the red man escape, and

he might Not a human thing.

Just as I sorted out the clues in my mind, the knights who

came one after another wrapped their bodies in white cloth

without saying a word, and felt that the face similar to the

devil I saw before was an illusion, otherwise, other knights

It is impossible not to ask questions.

"Sorry, let him run."

In the face of Credo, I spoke.

Dante learned from the young swordsman Sparda those

ridiculous legends. It is not so much to believe that it is

because he is not suspected, because he is the son of the

Swordsman.

Two thousand years ago, because of the sympathy of the

human beings who were persecuted by demons, they

resisted and defeated the devil. They had the devil who

saved the righteousness of mankind, the strongest

swordsman in the devil world, and the hero of loneliness.

Dante listened to his father's story from an early age. As

for what happened during the period, his father Sparda

settled in the world and fell in love with the human mother,

but Dante was unaware of it. After all, when his father was

still at home, he was too young to consider this

problem. Even today, Dante has no interest in this. For

Dante, the father is an admirable hero, the mother is an

elegant woman who has her father dumped for her, and

he believes that he is a person who inherits their noble

soul, so he feels that there is no need to investigate his

father Sparda deliberately.

Sparda has a variety of legends. The defeat of the devil is

only the beginning of his legend. After that, after two

thousand years, how did he live? Today, the city of

Fortuna, Sparta was the lord here. Dante has heard of

such rumors, but to be honest, he does not believe

it. Originally, Sparta has been almost a fairy tale, and

strange stories that are difficult to distinguish between

true and false are everywhere. The legend of Fortuna is

also estimated to belong to this category.

But Dante also realized that her thoughts had changed a

little because of the unknown youth. Dante knows that a

man has the same eyes as him. Unlike Dante, he has

investigated the experience of Sparta without any detail.

If it is him, it is very likely that he has been to Fortuna.

On the way to the eyes of the Fortuna's Castle, Dante has

been thinking about it and then laughed at himself:

"... forget it, how can it be?"

Whispered, Dante stepped forward and ran forward.

He made an appointment with a partner who first sneaked

into the castle of Fortuna. It was a woman who was very

concerned about punctuality. Although the face looks a lot

like a mother, this kind of place is not at all like it.

I can only wait for nothing until the miserable scene is

cleared. I really want to go back to my dormitory to rest,

but Credo did not agree, this is expected, I will do the

same.

It is impossible for the Order to let go of the red man who

escaped. If these fierce and unidentified guys are swayed

through the market, there may be more

victims. Moreover, the man assassinated the pope, and if

he was so at large, the church would not face it.

Sure enough, when only two of us were left after the work

of the aftermath, Credo told me:

"He should go to the direction of the castle of Fortuna. You

hurry to chase."

Having said that, I am going to hunt down this man in the

current state. I am not sure that I can succeed.

"Then lend me the sword. This time it’s not a joke. I played

with him so it’s clear that it’s not an opponent who can win

with a sword.”

If Credo refuses my offer with fame and dignity as a shield,

then I can't easily agree to this hunt. Even the devil's hand

will not work for him. The unarmed fight is too bad for me.

But Credo shook his head:

"Nothing is necessary."

I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at first,

but I heard the opening of the door and then saw the

coming of Kyrie, I understood the intention of Credo. Kyrie

dragged a heavy suitcase and loaded it with red. I ran to

Kyrieand lifted the heavy object.

"Have you brought it for me?"

Kyrie looked at Credo and said:

"It was what my brother told me... you need this."

Even if Kyrie did this kind of thing, it seems that the inside

of the church has become a mess of porridge. The man in

red has killed a considerable number of church knights. It

is estimated that there are no more people to carry the

supplies.

I smiled at Kyrie, and immediately slammed down to open

the box.

"You really helped a lot. With this sword, it is very

different."

Claude's Durandl is also a very good knight sword, but

after all, it is not as good as a custom-made red.

I sang the song and assembled the red parts that were

stored in the box. Although it was only a refurbishment, I

didn't hate the unique oily smell that was emitted from the

new parts.

"Fortuna Castle... Then what?"

I remembered the conversation that I had just interrupted

with Credo. I asked after assembling the red.

"After he escaped from here, witnesses saw him go to the

castle of Fortuna and the purpose was unknown."

At least he is sure that he is not trying to escape from the

city. Fortuna is surrounded by a solid wall. There is only

one exit from the land. It is the opposite direction to the

Opera and the Fortuna duna. Although it cannot be ruled

out from the waterway, the Order It is also impossible to

stupidly let the suspicious vessel stay in the port. Then

why did he go to the castle of Fortuna? When he left, he

seemed to say that he had other tasks. Is that because of

that?

"If you want to go sightseeing, it's really a good route -

just blame."

I was joking, and Credo came to me. I looked up and

Kredo really looked at me with a serious look. He was not

a man who could still make jokes in this situation.

"Give me something seriously! You must catch that guy!"

Credo has always been known for his calmness and

calmness. It is quite rare to speak so loudly now. It seems

that the death of the Pope has a great influence on

him. After confirming that the assembled red was able to

start normally, I stood up and shrugged:

"More to say no benefit, no problem, I will complete the

task."

"Nero... Are you sure you want to go?"

Behind the sound of Kyrie's restlessness, I turned around

and turned around:

"No way, the situation is urgent. Someone has to chase

him?"

After listening to my words, Kyrie's eyes became very sad:

"But... your injury has not fully healed..."

The reason that Kyrie is more worried than usual is this.

In fact, the injury has healed. If she tells her the truth, she

may be relieved, but if she does not see her arm, she will

not say the same. Kyrie is such a character, otherwise she

would think that I did not want her to worry and lie to

her. After all, from small to large, this scene has appeared

many times.

I turned my eyes to the red:

"It's okay, even with this sword, there is only one hand

left. It doesn't matter. And I was strong, trust me."

Kyrie's expression didn't change much, but she nodded. At

this time, I found her neck wearing a feather-like necklace,

which I bought from the Carls store for her. The riots

should have fallen in the place of the meeting, and she

found it when I spoke to Credo. As I think, it is very

suitable for Kyrie. Seeing me looking at her, Kyrie smiled,

and I smiled. In this case, Kyrie can still maintain the usual

appearance,

"...I have to go back to the headquarters."

Credo said as he walked outside. I stroked the hair of

Kyrie:

"...I will send you outside."

Voice faded, the ground suddenly heard shock move, we

immediately look around, I do not know what happened,

then quickly ran out of the opera house, the strange thing

is, the outside is unusually quiet. But my right hand in my

windbreaker pocket is faint, there is a demon nearby, and

just when I want to find a target -

"Who! Who will save us!"

The silence of the space came from the sorrow of the

man. Looking at the sound, a swaying believer came under

the shadow of the fountain in the square, possibly being

injured by the attack.

Credo immediately pulled the sword, and I took out the

pistol from my arms. The man found us, and no matter

how far away from us, he reached out for help. At the

moment when Credo ran in his direction, accompanied by

an ugly cicada, a scarecrow leaped from behind the

fountain, although I had the gun, but it was too late, the

blade of the Scarecrow was inserted on the man's back,

and the Scarecrow lifted the man's body and threw it

freely. Then, from the distance, countless people shouted,

and then getting closer and closer, in the visible range,

scarecrows appeared in various parts of the city, and

people were forced to flee.

It’s not unusual to have a demon around the Fortuna.

Today I also wiped out the demons in the forests and

streets. But the opera is surrounded by the center of the

city. It is different from the devil in the forest, or in the

suburbs near the forest. At least I have never seen a

demon in the city center within a few years as a knight.

"...is this the masterpiece of that guy?"

I asked Credo, and the pope was assassinated immediately

after the incident, and anyone would doubt the relevance

of the two incidents. Credo said with a sword:

"I don't know... what happened..."

People probably want to go to the headquarters of the

corps to seek the help of the Knights of the Order. In the

square in front of the opera house, the crowd was filled

with people, and there were countless scarecrows. It was

the worst situation. If the gun is sure to hurt the innocent,

the sword will rush in and will only be crowded out by the

escaped crowd. At this moment of powerlessness, several

citizens were ruthlessly killed by the Scarecrow. Kyrie,

who can only watch the tragedy silently, trembled and

prayed like a palm.

"Credo."

I look at Credo, who is gnashing his teeth:

"evacuate the citizens and Kyrie! I'll handle this"

I turned red after hilt, recharging system burning up, I run

full of people and evil magic square. When I was careful

not to hurt people, I used a sword to cut the scarecrow. It

doesn't matter if I kill it. In short, I must first draw their

attention away from the public.

"Nero! We bring the citizens to the headquarters to take

refuge! If the situation is not good, you have to go back to

the headquarters!"

Behind the voice of Credo, I turned back and slashed the

Scarecrow:

"Understood!"

I replied.

Where did it come from, the number of scarecrows was

unusually large. Even with the red, it seems a bit tricky

now. If you can evacuate all of you, there is no need to

hide your right hand and the battle will be much easier.

While fighting the Scarecrow, I watched people's refuge

and found a child crying on the way to the

headquarters. There are several bodies lying on the child's

feet, maybe the parents who have just been killed. While

Kyrie, who was taking refuge in the headquarters, found

the child, she immediately ran back, and several

scarecrows approached the child.

I snorted and jumped over. Kyrie was holding him to

protect the child, but even then, the weak body of Kyrie

could not protect the blade of the Scarecrow.

The straw people jumped up and stabbed several blades

to Kyrie. I resisted with red and bounced them back. Kyrie,

who closed her eyes because of fear, realized the situation

and whispered to me:

"Nero..."

"Don't worry! Run quickly!"

I sighed in relief when I saw Kyrie’s hand carrying the

child’s hand to the headquarters. It’s really, it’s too

savage. Who will benefit in order to save people but be

killed by themselves?

However, Kyrie will not do this kind of thing because of the

benefits, no matter who is standing there, whether the

child is a good old man or a man or a woman, it is me,

even if it is the former one. The man who infringed her in

seconds, she will also stand up and go out to protect him,

there will be no hesitation.

Kyrie is such a good person.

I don't agree with this kind of compassion. After all, the

idea of protecting everyone is too illusory. In reality,

compassion without power can't change anything, so I

think that Kyrie's compassion is meaningless.

Even so, I still think that her deep compassion is most

beautiful. What matters is the fragile but desperate desire

to give compassion to people.

So, I need strength.

In order to make her wishes come true, in order not to let

her compassion become a loss.

Finally, there is no human breath around me, I smile and

put the right hand in my pocket.

"So... let me teach you lessons."

As I spoke, a scarecrow flew toward me. I grabbed its feet

with the hands of the devil and waved wide and wide in

the air. With the red and the devil's hand, this amount is

not enough to fear, and it is too easy to solve all. But if I

leave, there is no guarantee that they will reappear.

"So... just block the road!"

On the way to the headquarters of the Order, there were

stone arches. I threw the Scarecrow to the pillars of the

arch. With the huge collision, the arch collapsed, and the

hills made of gravel blocked the road, although we could

not say It is completely impassable, but it is always much

better than the state in which the front door was open.

There are more than a dozen scarecrows around me. The

best prey has been unable to reach the other end of the

arch, and now they only have me left in the hunting object.

Use the hand of the devil to drop one on the ground and

pick up the other with a pistol. The next four came to me

together, and the red was well resisted, but the weight of

the four pieces could not be sustained at first.

In general, they must be dispersed first.

Under normal circumstances.

"Haha!"

I couldn't help but laugh. With four scarecrows, I turned

the red hilt. It should have been a device that sprayed

propellant, and now it spits out the flame, and I can

continue to recharge. When I went to the renovation, I

deliberately took care to do it more firmly. Excessive

burning that could not be sustained before, is now fully

competent.

"Go on...!"

The charge reached its highest value, and I waved red. The

propellant mixed with the flame pushes the left hand of

the sword back. As the body reverses, the red is chopped

off in one go. The four scarecrows are surrounded by

flames, and the black smoke is gone.

Behind one not subject to attack the scarecrow jumped hit,

I stepped on its body, stabbed with a sword down, so start

the recharging system, the remaining flames erupted

scarecrow attracted.

There are still unwilling scarecrows at the feet who are

struggling.

I took the joystick and the power of the propellant moved

the straw man under my feet and moved forward with me,

like a hovercraft made on the spot. The group of

scarecrows crashed into the air, and then added a few

shots, caught with the devil's hand and fell to the ground.

This method is more efficient than just cutting it with a

sword. Although it is a temporary tactic, it is surprisingly

effective.

A few minutes later, the scarecrow in the square

disappeared. Only the one that was used as a means of

transportation, I picked it up, and the scarecrow had a

fierce friction with the ground, but it was still alive.

"You have helped a lot, it is really tenacious."

As I said, I threw it at the other door that connected the

square to the city. The scarecrow, which was hit by the

threshold, was torn apart, and the open gate was released

because of the impact.

"This is safe for the time being..."

I moved a few times around my neck. I was supposed to

go to the castle in order to complete the task. But now the

road is blocked, and I can only pass through the

building. Although a little troublesome, there is no way. It

takes a little warm-up before playing with a red man.

Although I am in good health, I can still compete with the

guy now. I still have a lot of questions about this.

The room on the uppermost corner of the Magic Swords

Corps is the bedroom of the current Pope Sanctus.

The sudden gangster shot through the head and

assassinated him, now lying on the bed in the

bedroom. The white cloth on the face of the deceased was

the tradition of the Order, but there was no white cloth on

the face of Sanctus lying on it, and the bullet holes on the

forehead disappeared.

The head of the Knights, Credo, looked at Sanctus quietly,

just like the loyal dogs waiting for the order. In fact,

Credo is waiting for the return of the owner.

Sanctus, with his eyes closed, suddenly raised his back.

This unusual situation was expected in Credo. Sanctus

showed a painful expression several times, and then

opened a non-human Bright red eye. But after a few

seconds, Sanctus, who closed his eyes and opened again,

restored the original color.

"...you are awake."

Hearing the call of Credo, Sanctus lay down and looked at

Credo:

"It's Credo..."

He whispered that after Credo paid respectfully to

Sankotas:

"My men are now chasing Dante."

After hearing the plain statement of Credo, the face of

Sankotas was distorted by unhappiness:

"Awful guy..."

For Sanctus, Dante’s attack was foreseeable, but he did

not expect to take action under the eyes of the Magic

Swords. This is why he was annoyed and always felt that

the other party had succeeded.

"I didn't have a life-threatening ceremony if I didn't hold

it..."

In order to suppress the anger in his heart, Sanctus

said. Since I have already woken up, there is no way to do

it. In the case of being shot in front of believers, it can be

used in reverse.

At this time, a man came over from Credo. He

remembered his notes while talking to himself. When he

noticed that Sanctus awakened, he immediately put his

notes in his white pocket and piled up his smile. He is the

Director of the Bureau of Technology, Agnus.

"The Pope is an adult...! You look great...!"

Agnus, who had been stalking from the shoulders of Credo,

couldn’t help but say that, but it’s just that. Although the

mouth has been moving, but no voice has come, it may be

because it’s too excited to say anything. Alright.

Sanctus was still tired because he just woke up, so he just

smiled at Agnus. Agnus also responded with a smile.

Then, Credo used his body to block between Sanctus and

Agnus, indicating that he still had something to talk to the

Pope. Agnus was in the way. Agnus, who was very

dissatisfied with this attitude, glanced at Credo, and

therefore remembered another thing that had just passed

into his ear a few minutes ago to annoy him:

"You seem to have a kid named Nero to chase Dante?"

In the face of Agnus' questioning, Credo looked at him

unmoved:

"……What is the problem?"

In Credo's opinion, there is nothing wrong with handing

over the task to the Nero in the Knights, or that no one in

Nero can do this task, but Agnus suddenly got excited:

"What, what's the problem? The problem is big! You, you,

you, you, this idiot!"

Although Credo felt that this would be taken out sooner or

later, but he did not expect to be accused in front of the

Pope, he sighed a sigh, and Agnus rushed to win the

battle:

"What if I want to see my research facility? He is just a

little devil who has not been awarded to Heaven! In case

he talks to the believers who don't know the truth, there

are many consequences afterwards!””

"The most important thing now is to catch Dante."

Just like deliberately angering Agnus, Credo only said this

sentence publicly, no longer talk about it. Nero did not

have all the inner feelings of the Order, but Credo felt that

it was only a matter of time. With such a strong physical

quality as Nero, even in the ritual of returning to heaven

where only ten people can survive, they will succeed. To

this end, let Nero go after the pursuit of Dante is also to

prepare him to wait for the alternate cadres.

However, if these reasons are all put out, Agnus may not

be acceptable. It is a waste of time to reason with Agnus

– this is the valuable experience of Credo as a cadre after

confronting him several times.

Originally, Agnus was not a type that said that people

would shut up. On the contrary, after Credo finished his

own opinions, he would no longer care about him. Agnus

would be excited without any reason. Even the words are

not complete:

"I-I-I-I-I...!"

He probably wants to say "I want to kill you", but because

of the passionate tongue but cannot be flexible, it is also

the reason, Agnus is trying to avoid dealing with people

and concentrate on his own research.

Sanctus looked at the two and finally opened:

"Credo."

It was said that Credo bowed his respectfully.

"Get everyone together, I have to let them feel at ease."

Sanctus said.

"Follow."

After returning, Credo simply left the room, and Agnus

stared at him with dismay.

"Agnus..."

When he heard that Sanctus called his name, Agnus

couldn’t wait to turn around:

"Yes, yes! What are you telling?"

Agnus can't quite understand the reuse of Sanctus by

Credo. In fact, it is also polite in the cadres, and the well-

loved Credo has been assigned various other tasks in

addition to his mission as a Christian Knight.

On the one hand, Agnus is not social, and what is sent to

him is also something that can't be seen.

"I want to adjust the savior, can you?"

Agnus was overjoyed:

"That, that is nature! Everything obeys your orders!"

"Yes... then please, no one but you can do it."

Sanctus knows Agnus' personality and emotions, and adds

a special sentence. Sure enough, Agnus is now almost

crying. Credo is a man who values dignity. If he wants to

let him die, he will praise him in front of everyone and

delegate important tasks to him.

Agnus pursues the “uniqueness” of reuse and cherish. For

such people, the task of confessing secrets in the sole

place of each other can be satisfied.

The incompatibility between the two cadres is indeed a

problem, but as long as they grasp their respective

personalities, there will be no big troubles. As a pope, you

have come into contact with a wide variety of people, and

Sanctus, who keeps his mind in mind, thinks so. If the

relationship between the two has reached a point where it

is completely impossible to reconcile, then Sanctus can

just give up one of them.

Some smiles appeared on the face of Sanctus, and Agnus

was almost completely unaware of it.

Devils have appeared throughout the city.

Warehouse, art gallery, street, alley.

What happened to the city, I still can't understand it

now. Just on the way to the castle of Fortuna, I don’t know

how many demons were slashed, and there was no sign of

a decrease in the number.

I think it may be that a huge "cave" has been opened. The

demons that appeared in the forest before can probably be

related to this. The devil and the human being that the

devil inhabited are separated from each other and cannot

travel between the two places, but if the "cave" connecting

the two worlds is opened for some reason, the devil will

come from the "cave". world.

I have heard from the technical bureau that "cave" is easy

to open in some places, and it is not easy to open in some

places. Devils often appear in the area of Fodu, because

the surrounding land is a place where it is easy to open a

"cave." On the other hand, in theory, this "cave" can be

artificially opened. Even so, it also stops at the theory and

seems to be not easy to achieve. If there is a substance

with a strong magical power, it may be able to do it, but

this kind of thing can't flow in the world, so it's just a piece

of paper.

But if it is the man who assassinated the pope, he can't

say so absolutely. The man's sword, when I touched it, my

right hand had a strong sense of trepidation. Although

there is no evidence, the sword should have a powerful

magic, and it is a far cry from the Scarecrow.

I thought about going to the hills of Fortuna. Fortuna is a

former iron mine, the mountain was hollowed out into a

cave, extending to the Lamina Mountain, and the top of

Mount Lamina is the location of the Fortuna 's Castle.

It is obviously a very important building, but it has to be

built on a mountain road with inconvenient transportation.

This is related to the fact that the people of the Fortuna do

not want to destroy the living environment. The streets are

also trying to maintain the old state, perhaps to create

Sparta. Let's manage what it looks like here.

Let me guess without a belief, Sparda will certainly not

blame the transformation of the city because the people

want to make life more convenient, but in this

environment, it is undoubtedly asking for it.

When I was close to Fortuna, I felt a bit wrong, and there

seemed to be something in the distance - it was a huge

black plate. When I first saw it, I thought I was wrong,

because I saw something similar in the city, called the

monument. This thing, much like the monument, stands

on the hills of Foruna. When I walked to the foot of the

mountain, I narrowed my eyes and looked at it carefully.

It was really wrong. It was really there. When I stared

intently, the surface of the black plate flashed an

indescribable color.

"This is a good thing..."

I looked at it motionlessly, and there were several

scarecrows on the shiny surface.

"Is it because of that devil?"

Although unbelievable, the demon that emerged in front

of me had to make me think so. It seems that I have to

stop this big board before going to the castle. Thinking so,

just as I was about to go, the scarecrow that appeared

before was suddenly surrounded by flames. I couldn’t help

but strain my nerves and my right hand was hurt.

What is coming, my right hand tells me that it will be a

huge demon. The surface of the black plate has an

unprecedented bright glow. Look closely and discover that

there is another world on the other side of the light.

"Sure enough, that is the 'cave'...!"

A violent fire was ejected from the cave, and at the same

time, a huge demon leaped down. This is the biggest

demon seen so far. It has a horse's lower body, the upper

body, but the head seems to be closer to the cow. It has a

sword in its hand, and it is a little pitiful.

The giant demon who jumped from the hill to the foot of

the mountain, first shrank and then snarled like a beast.

At the same time, all the mountains and feet were wrapped

in flames, and the devil's body was also entwined with

blazing flames. It looked around a little and walked

around.

"A world that is two thousand years away..."

The devil speaks the human language, and now I am no

longer surprised. The former red man should also be a

demon. It is estimated that there is also a type of love chat

in the demonic race.

The footsteps of the great demon trembled and swayed,

and slowly came to me, but as if I didn't notice my

existence at all, it was as irrelevant as a bug on the side

of the road.

I was very upset, so I walked towards the devil.

It’s so hot that it’s probably hot for the demon, but it’s too

much trouble for me who is afraid of heat, so my distance

from the devil is getting closer, but the devil is nothing.

Do, I am not in a hurry. Like the thought, the devil walked

past me like this, and probably didn't want to see people

in general. In this case, it is necessary to tell it that I am

not a normal human.

Looking at the devil going further and further, I took off

the red on my back with my hand. Turn the charge to the

maximum, the body rotates one turn to drive the red and

cut the air horizontally. This flashing sword wind instantly

blows away the surrounding flame, and the fire is

completely extinguished. Realizing that the demon

stopped at this point, slowly turned back:

"...you did something interesting."

I put the red back on my back and shrugged my shoulders:

"Because I am afraid of heat."

The devil slightly licked his head and squirted a hot breath

to watch me:

"...Two thousand years ago there was no human being like

you."

"Yes? You are really old. If you do, you have to look at it

for another two thousand years. Maybe there will be more

strange guys."

Hearing the words, the devil laughed and vigorously waved

the sword in his hand:

"shut up!"

The voice did not fall, and the giant sword stabbed me. If

I didn't meet the red man, I might be a little helpless. In

the face of such a huge opponent, can my strength work,

can I defend it? Huge sword?

But I met the man. After playing a few rounds with him, I

knew that this demon attack could not pose a threat to

me. Compared with the rapid spurs that the man made, it

was too slow and too weak.

I didn't panic with the red sword's tip, it was not bad. I

borrowed a single hand to bounce the demon's sword. The

demon swayed backwards, and soon stood firm, and

stared at me, whispering:

"...It turns out that you have the strength to be my

opponent."

It whispered, and then swung the sword to make more and

more violent flames cover the whole body, squatting:

"Little devil! Let you see my strength, I am Berial, the

inferno!"

Berial cut the huge sword to the ground, and I jumped

back to avoid shooting with a gun in the air. For this huge

size, the blue rose bullet is as weak as the fine

needle. Moreover, Berial's whole body has a protective

effect on it, and high heat will soften the bullets and

prevent them from being effectively attacked.

"The weapon that can fly...just the extent of the toy!"

Berial swept over with the sword this time, and the surface

of the sword also had a flame, so it followed the flame with

the sword. In contrast, the flame after the red is slightly

inferior, which makes me angry, and the sword is always

with flames.

I used the charge to burn the red and flew up to the roof

of the nearby hut. In the face of huge enemy, if you attack

the head must be more effective.

Ready to cut me and ruined hut with like, Bei Lier attack

over, I jumped on while waving red after:

"watch out!"

Pull the lever and blow it to Berial's forehead. If it is an

ordinary demon, it should have been split into two now. It

is not really hard. Although the blade is embedded in it, it

does not cause fatal damage. Berial shook a little and

wanted to grab me in the air with her right hand. I saw the

devil's hand sticking out of its right arm.

Bellier flustered for the first time. I wanted to press it down

like this, but the flame that wraps around the body seems

to have some kind of power to break free from my hands.

"……whispering sound!"

In an instant, Berial attacked me in the air with a sword,

and I quickly used my right hand as a shield to resist the

sword, but my body flew back because of the impact. I

adjusted my body before landing, and I finally didn't fall.

"...the devil's flame is not the same as the red one, and it

has been taught."

That is to say, the flame is more difficult than imagined,

hotter than ordinary flames, and combined with some kind

of power, seems to be somewhat similar to my devil's hand

- I thought about it, I shook my head slightly.

My strength and devil are actually the same, I have been

evading thinking about it. Although I have the self-

deprecating name of the devil's hand, I really don't want

to think that my body has the power of demons.

After I suffered a blow from Berial, it didn't shoot again,

just staring at me quietly. I don't know its next move, so

I have to guard.

"Your strength - are you not human?"

It asked.

I can't answer anything except sigh.

"I am a personal class."

"Nothing! It's not the power that humans can have!"

I didn't wait for it to finish and ran over. There is no need

to talk to this guy theory, and I don't want to be called a

demon.

"shut up!"

I ran and cut my foot. I saw the slight fear of Beryl’s

moment, and I used the backhand to redden.

"Let's sleep forever!"

This time, from the bottom up, pick along the trajectory of

the jump. I am aiming at the centerline of this guy, taking

it to the center of the body and opening it.

"……one!"

It’s just not enough. I immediately burned and recharged,

and I was able to increase my strength in the air.

"……two!"

Turn another round... continue to attack.

"……three!"

After three consecutive attacks on his body, the superior

propulsion of the recharge system brought my body to the

head of Berial. Berial leaned back sharply, I saw its head,

prepared for the spur, and clenched the red.

"go to hell!"

My body is accompanied by a burning flame, from top to

bottom, by gravity, the strength of the whole body is

smashed down. The violent impact of the red spurred the

blade into the eyebrows of Berial.

Berial was painfully awkward, and the fire around her body

was obviously weakened. Now, I can do it.

I definitely think. While pulling the red on the head of the

thorn, I grabbed the face of Berial with the hand of the

devil. Just like adapting to the huge Berial, just the head,

the devil's hand also shows a huge form. I have never tried

it before, and I don't know if I can do it, and I naturally

manipulate it. This huge devil's hand.

Jumping in the air, picking up Berial's body, and there is

no harassment of the flame. Those flames are estimated

to have been produced by Berial's own power, and now it

is already lingering.

“Is there no fuel?”

Berial shook his body a few times, but the power of the

Devil's hand was obviously better.

"Then go to sleep!"

The devil's hand grabbed Berial's head and slammed into

the ground from the air. With the vibration of the surface,

a dust was rolled up.

Let go of Berial, and I will stop the dust of sight from seeing

it, and seeing that it is not mad, and standing up and

swaying, this guy is not only big, it is also very difficult to

entangle.

"I still want to fight? This time let you taste more."

Without paying attention to my provocation, Bellier just

looked at my right hand.

"Sure enough... sure enough... that's the devil...!"

"Not a demon, I am a human being, don't confuse me with

you."

I retorted that Berial had smiled bitterly, and it seemed

that it still had enough strength.

"Yes... neither a demon nor a human being... that's it. You

are like him..."

"he is?"

Berial did not answer my question.

"In this case, I have to go back and restore my strength!"

As soon as the voice fell, Bellier’s body burned again, just

like a flame in itself.

"Hey!"

I ignored my words. The flame that once was Berial flew

toward the fast-black plate, and it disappeared into the

cave. At the same time, the flash that covers the surface

of the board is also weak.

"Don't talk to yourself and escape!"

I snorted and stared at the plate on the hill. Shooting and

shooting is also a pattern that doesn't move. I doubt if I

can destroy it with my strength.

"Forget it, anyway, it seems that there is nothing moving

now."

I have to go to chase the man, the "he" in Bailey's mouth,

and the red man, I don't know why, these two people

overlap in my heart.

Dante, who entered the castle of Fortuna, was wandering

around in order to meet with the partner Trish. The reason

was that Trish only said the meeting time and did not

specify the location. Dante had to look around for places

where she might appear.

There are many rooms in the castle that are exhibited as

museums. There are all kinds of objects, medieval swords

and armor, and statues like the ones used in the spells,

but no matter which one, it cannot cause Dante's interest.

"Not reliable... Did the old man really stay here?"

If Sparda used to live here, you should leave some real

magic or magic swords, but the things in the castle, no

matter how you look, are ordinary human items.

There is silence in the castle.

Although there will be demons from time to time, but the

number is small, but the big sword behind Dante -

rebellious do not have to debut, directly with the ebony

and white ivory bullets to solve them.

"I can't find it..."

While sighing and walking into a room, Dante stopped. It

exudes the moldy taste of the old book, and it seems to be

a library. There was no devil's breath, but Dante looked up

and looked around. He randomly took a book from the

bookshelf at hand and opened it. There were words he

could not understand.

He raised his mouth without thinking about it:

"What is this thing that looks good..."

In a whisper, he put the book on the side of the table. At

this time, he felt the breath behind him. It was not a

human being, nor a demon who targeted himself. He was

a familiar person. Can even turn around, did

not see anyone, it appears to be a bookshelf block the

view.

"... Are you playing hide and seek? Don't tell me that you

are embarrassed to see me because you don't have

makeup?"

In the face of Dante’s inquiry, there was a slight

mischievous laugh behind the bookshelf:

"On the contrary, I have changed my appearance now, I

don't want to scare you."

Dante’s partner, Trish, did not show up, but still answered

his question. Here is the place she chose to meet with

Dante. Although it was a room they happened to walk in,

it was quite suitable for Trish, who had a strong desire for

knowledge.

"So, what about 'it' now?"

Since Trish didn't want to show up, Dante also went

straight to the subject, although she was a bit curious

about what she looked like, but it seemed to be mixed in

as a member of the Order, so that she could not make her

strange. The place to stay for too long.

"I have mastered the location."

"where is it?"

"Castle underground research facility in ...... but 'it'

recovery or so will children better."

Originally, Dante’s purpose in coming to Fortuna was to

destroy the Order. It was only one step ahead of Dante’s

sneak into the Order, which brought him a message, and

the accident gave him another goal.

This is the swords that Dante and Trish are talking about

now.

It was Dante's father who held Yamato, but since Dante's

brother after Vergil took it, which is now missing. For

Dante, that not only is the father, but also his brother's

memorial. Dante has to destroy the Demon Swords and to

take back the Vergil's sword. This is the unshirkable

responsibility.

"The sword has been broken, and it is impossible to repair

them with the teachings of the corps, so they will not be

used by them."

After listening to Trish's explanation, Dante shrugged.

"Then solve the guys first, where should I go next?"

"From the back of the castle can enter the forest, the

forest, then went to the headquarters of the Mission

Is Yi Zuo great building.

"Understood"

But Dante sighed and prepared to walk out of the room,

suddenly looking back at what it was like. Although she

can't see Trish, she should still be behind the bookshelf.

"Can I make a few more rounds? I want to see the things

in the castle again."

"As you like? But I think there should be nothing about

Sparda here?"

Trish answered, she saw through Dante’s intentions at

once, and he wanted to confirm whether the castle had

lived with his father.

"Maybe there is only something I can recognize... Tour it,

visit."

After listening to Dante’s words, Trish snickered behind the

bookshelf.

Leaving the tunnel of the Fields of Fortuna, out of the

Lamina Mountain, the weather is like a cold winter. For

mountains with high altitudes, perhaps the top of the

mountain is covered with snow all year round, but it is

impossible to snow at the entrance to the mountain road

in this season.

I am alert and start climbing.

Just as Berial can spray a flame around, maybe this snow

is also caused by other demons. It’s just unexpected,

there is no devil's breath around.

The Lamina Mountain, known as the Holy Mountain,

presents a huge dome, the deep depression, the low-key

construction of the Fortuna 's Castle, which was once the

Swordsman Sparda who lived as the lord. The place. It is

the most popular tourist attraction in Fortuna, although it

is a very exclusive city, and tourists are of course rare. But

as long as there are foreigners here, it will naturally be

attracted to it. If you look around, you will see it. There is

even more emotion.

If you want to go to the castle of Fortuna, you must climb

the mountain and walk to the middle of the mountain. You

have to pass a huge bridge. The bridge was built to pass

the sag-shaped mountain. After crossing the bridge, move

to the opposite mountain road, and then down the

mountain road, this will reach the Fortuna's Castle.

Setting the access road so complicated may be the

helplessness of the Middle Ages to defend against foreign

enemies.

Carefully stepping on the snow, when I was preparing for

the bridge, I didn't know if it was a beast or a bird. In

short, I heard an indescribable scream, and at the same

time, the bridge suddenly swayed violently.

Although it is unclear, the stone bridge that has stood for

two thousand years should now be collapsed. I think that

the bridge has not completely collapsed and rushed to the

other end. Unfortunately, it is too late.

The bridge was completely divided into two sections, and

collapsed with the momentum of the mountains and rivers.

Of course, I also fell down together. In order to reduce the

impact of the landing, I used a part of the bridge's gravel

as a pedal to jump up, rushing toward the thicker snow,

after a roll, it finally landed.

When I fell from such a high place, I was finally

hurt. Although my body is very strong, this time it is

definitely lucky. Moreover, I don't have to bother to go

around the mountain road. If there is no such a bridge, I

will definitely not think that the method of jumping off the

bridge will be more time-saving.

The Fortuna's Castle is close at hand. I am preparing to go

forward, and the pain in my right hand has stopped.

"Sure enough, this is..."

I looked at the wreckage around me, and such a strong

stone bridge could not collapse because of chance, and this

unnatural snow, this must be something to stalk.

Looking up, on the gate of the castle of Fortuna, stood a

demon that he had never seen before. At first glance, it is

a bit like a lizard that was encountered in the forest before,

but there is a layer of ice wrapped around it like an armor,

and one of its arms is like a blade formed by ice.

The ice blade sent out a strange tweet as I heard on the

bridge, and it was transformed into ice and hit me. I

jumped behind to escape and took out the blue rose.

The ice blade that changed from the ice cube back to

the prototype blocked the bullet that I shot with the arm.

From this action, the light can be judged to be a higher

demon than the Scarecrow. Seeing me landing, the ice

blade stretched out its arm and slammed the ice like a

bullet. This attack was beyond my expectation. When the

reaction was delayed, the ice bomb wiped my left arm, and

the sharp pain made me frown. This thing is not so much

a bullet, it is a flying sword, but it touches a little, but cuts

the clothes and causes damage.

Stepping forward to the red and then waving horizontally,

the ice blade quickly jumped back and escaped, and once

again launched an ice bomb. I used the roll to avoid it very

easily this time, but when I stood up again, the ice blade

was already some distance away from me.

"Annoying guy..."

Shouted, I clenched and loosened my right hand several

times. It is impossible to deal with this kind of enemy

without suppressing it from the beginning to the end. If

you let it see through all my routines, it may become more

difficult. For this consideration, I first used the blue rose

to contain its action. I wanted to approach my ice blade

step by step. I had to stop under the attack and use my

arm to resist the bullet. This is what I can't ask for.

When the bullet hit the arm of the ice blade, I immediately

extended the hand of the demon to it, and noticed my

purpose, the ice blade quickly wanted to jump and escape.

"Caught..."

I pulled the long tail that stretched out from the waist and

slammed it in the air, using centrifugal force to let the

surrounding rubble hit the body, and the ice blade made a

tragic sorrow.

"Disappear!"

With a 12-point effort, the ice blade was thrown at the

towering gate, and it lost its resistance. It hit the gate of

the city, and the ice armor wrapped around it shattered,

revealing the original. Like a lizard's body, it fell to the

ground and slowly melted away.

I was originally prepared to pursue, I saw this scene

stopped and looked up. Although the ice blade is solved,

the snow still does not stop. It seems that this snow should

be caused by other demons.

"Forget it, it should be like this..."

The ice blade is indeed a lot higher than the Scarecrow,

but Naberel is still a bit worse, this guy should not have

the ability to control the weather.

"That is to say... is it somewhere else?"

Sighed, I continued to walk towards the castle.

After passing through the city gate, it is a very obvious

road. The line of sight is very good, and there is no demon.

When I think that I can feel at ease, I find that there is

something wrong and look up. Behind the castle wall

outside the castle, something flew out. I hurriedly took out

the gun and pulled the safety bolt, but when I looked

closely, it seemed to be an individual - a person jumped

down with the scarecrow.

Just as I was amazed, the man kept the falling position

and dropped the scarecrow that was sandwiched to the

ground, then slowly stood up.

It was a woman with a light black skin and a neatly

trimmed silver hair, and it was very strangely dressed,

dressed in a white dress, but with a very deep gap in the

chest, probably without wearing underwear, plump chest

at any time. They may all be exposed. She does not wear

trousers and has long boots on her feet, but it highlights

the skin of the thighs.

Although I don’t know this woman, I am at least sure that

she is not a Fortuna’s birth. The Fortuna’s woman is

definitely not dressed up so much.

Just want to ask the identity of this woman, a group of

scarecrows chasing her from the wall, surrounded her and

launched an attack.

A step faster than my reaction, the woman has already

seen the intention of the Scarecrow. The dexterous

posture disintegrated the Scarecrow's offensive, and I

didn't know where to come out with a sword-like blade that

would break the Scarecrow one by one.

And what I can do is to use a gun to solve a scarecrow that

is aimed at her back.

"I owe you a favor."

She said this, although it seems that there is no hostility,

but I do not know why, my right hand is a pain, because

the Scarecrow has all solved, the right hand is likely to

prove that the woman in front of is a demon.

"...I have never seen you, are you a member of the

Order?"

I did not relax and warn her, asked, and put my right hand

in the windbreaker pocket to hide, if she is a member of

the Order, it would be bad if she saw her right hand.

"I am a new Gloria. It would be better if I could remember

it."

Gloria said, extending her right hand. It seems that I want

to shake hands with me, but I can't stretch my hand like

this. I slightly look away and ignore her movements.

Gloria laughed like a mischief:

"You are Nero? I have heard a lot of rumors."

It seems that this woman is indeed in the sect. Otherwise,

I will not know my name. It seems that the pain in the

right hand is because there are other demons nearby. Or

is it the sequela of the battle?

"Isn't it a good thing anyway?"

I shrugged, and Gloria said with a chuckle:

"'The bad bird to get along with', the arrogant atheist'' is

so lonely to the uncomfortable guy..."

As I thought, the evaluation of me around me was really

harsh.

"...don't say it, I know it myself."

Suppressed Gloria, who was enumerating my comments,

and she sighed in a low voice. I looked around and asked:

"In other words, where did the devil come from? Just on

the hills of Fortuna, I saw the demon coming out of a

strange board... wouldn't there be such a thing in the

castle?"

"I don't know...? At least I didn't see it..."

"If you have time, go to Fortuna and investigate. I have

other tasks in my body. I have no time to go there."

I went back to Gloria and she kneels in front of me and

folds the sword in her hand and puts it in her boots. In

front of others, the legs are wide open, and the skirt is

rolled up, even if you don't want to see it. I sighed in a low

voice and turned my face.

"Unfortunately, I have other tasks... I have to support the

leading troops, but I will convey your information, thank

you."

Although she talked about her words, her expression did

not change at all, not a good woman. And for the first time

I heard about the woman in the ecclesiastical group, after

all, I basically did not participate in the official business of

the ecclesiastical group. However, it is quite unusual for

someone who seems to be "not asking about the

occasion".

"Then I am gone, may God bless you..."

Leaving this sentence, Gloria left. I looked at her back and

sneered:

"God... If there is God, will things go to this point?"

Such a woman even has faith, I think it is very funny. How

long ago was the last time I came to the castle of

Fortuna? The specific time has not been remembered.

Maybe it is with the children of the orphanage with

Kyrie? At that time, I should not be a Knights of the Order,

at least three years ago. Although this is a historically very

religious building, there is no need to report it from time

to time, and I don't like the damp air that is unique to this

ancient building.

There was no one in the castle, only the hard sound of the

boots on the floor. The red man sneaked in here. What is

his purpose? Do you want to steal art from the castle?

Although it is not completely impossible, if it is for this

purpose, it should be avoided and sneaked in. It’s not wise

to steal things after the public has caused the riots to be

rioted.

I couldn't tell the purpose, I had to search back and forth

in the castle without aim, and repel the occasional

demons. Although Gloria said that she had not seen it, the

demon that appeared in the castle must have been due to

the cave, otherwise it could not be explained that there

were devils in all corners of the castle.

Or, what method did the red man use to set up the

board? At least, I pursued his footprints and there were

demons along the way. While thinking, walking into the

various rooms of the castle, I came to the library.

Not the same as with other places, where people came to

look like a spider Sima track, there is a random collection

of books being thrown on the table, in this case also

relaxed reading, it was only a man.

I took a look at the book on the table. It was a classic text.

It was all text that I could not understand. But relying on

the learning content that I had left in my mind, I picked

up the words I could understand and tried to understand

it. It should be a book about demonics.

"The murderer learns demonics?"

I muttered and turned pages, and suddenly I felt someone

behind me. I immediately turned and threw the book back

and took out the gun. Behind me is a knight wearing

strange armor, equipped with huge shields and spears.

Although I have never seen such a posture, the armor is

indeed engraved with the clique, I realize that this is

teaching. The group’s people, the nerves relaxed, and the

right hand was hidden and smiled:

"Don't be scary, you almost ate a gun."

The Cavaliers didn't pay attention to me, just stood in front

of me quietly.

"Are you destroying the devil? Or are you going to chase

the man? How are you, don't drag me down, I am still

investigating."

Back to the Cavaliers, I picked up the book again. If the

red man is investigating something, I have to know what

he is looking for, which will be more beneficial to the

pursuit.

However, the knight has not said a word until now, at least

he said hello to me.

"Don't ignore me?... It's a nasty guy."

I deliberately increased the volume so that the other party

could hear me. Suddenly he started to move, but once

again, the knight poked the spear in his hand toward me. I

snorted and the book in my hand caught the front end of

the spear.

"I will not use this to call me anyway..."

Pulling the spear to the ground, I rubbed his armor with

his foot. The Cavaliers stepped back a few steps, finishing

the body again, it seems to be with me.

"...that's okay, come on, come on!"

I turned the handle on the back of the red and said,

although it is not the time to fight, but there has been no

retreat. The spear of the knight's equipment is estimated

to be the same as the red one. With the roar, I continued

to make rapid spurs. Avoiding the attack, I swayed red

after the red, but the attack was defended by the

shield and bounced out.

"Really hard..."

When I leaned back heavily because of the force, he took

the opportunity to stab me again. However, the attack of

the spear was straight and relatively easy to avoid. I then

attacked him sideways but was covered by the left half.

The huge shield is blocked.

The threat of the spear is not great, and it is the shield

that is difficult to engage.

Not only is it able to defend against red attacks, but it is

equipment that I have not seen or dealt with. It is

estimated to be the new weapon of the Order Knights, but

because of the full confidence in this weapon, I have to

challenge me. Let's go.

Generally speaking, this time should be aimed at the right

half of his shield without protection, or attacking behind

his back, but I did not do this, especially this is provoked

by the other party, only to crush the other's self-

confidence can be regarded as victory.

After I took up the red, I used the power of the whole body

to cut down. Even if I was bounced back, I continued the

action. After repeating it several times, there was a crack

on the knight’s shield. Then I immediately smashed the

crack. The shield was shattered in an instant and the

knight was blown away from far away.

I pursued the victory, without the shield as a defense, and

directly penetrated his body after the red. But the feel is

very strange, just like the inside is empty.

The knight swayed and fell down with support, and the

armor was scattered on the floor. When I came closer,

there was no one in it, just a pair of armor. The armor

parts scattered around, the green light rose into the air,

and my right hand had a slight reaction.

"demon……?"

But these spots quickly disappeared, and the pain in my

right hand quickly calmed down. I kneel down and pick up

part of the armor, but the right hand has no special

reaction.

"Is the demon attached to the armor?"

Although I think so, I can't conclude this.

"It's a waste of time...Hurry up and work..."

I threw my armor and sighed a lot. In short, I decided to

continue investigating the rooms I had never been to

before, and the armor in the castle was like a substitute

for the devil's work, and it naturally started to attack me.

After I solved it, it really happened. It is empty, there is

no one inside. When I know that the opponent is not

human, there is no need to hide the devil's hand, which is

also a lot easier. However, it is difficult to understand that

such a large amount of armor is possessed by the devil.

If it is a new weapon of the Order Knights, should it not be

placed in the headquarters of the Order? If this happens,

it is that even the headquarters of the Order has been

invaded by demons.

"It’s a bad sign..."

Whispered, I stepped up. There is Credo in the

headquarters of the Order. He is so powerful that he will

not easily let the devil attack, but just in case, I have to

catch the red man as soon as possible, and then the

headquarters of the Order group. It is a pity that in

addition to the library, there is nowhere else that the guy

has ever moved. I walked anxiously into the atrium, where

the snow was bigger than the castle and the visibility was

only a few meters.

In this blizzard, there are two women with green and white

light, floating in the air like a dance. It can't be human in

any case, but it doesn't look like something fierce, a bit

like the legendary snow demon.

"Is this snow their masterpiece..."

However, when I approached, the two goblins waved at

me like a temptation, but at the same time they also gave

off a suspicious smell. I took up my heart and stopped.

Suddenly the ground vibrates, just a few meters in front

of me, there is something huge to rush over, is a huge

mouth, accompanied by ugly calls.

I jumped away and the snow stopped, and the line of sight

gradually became clear.

"Sure enough, this is your true face."

What appeared was a frog, a ridiculously large frog. There

are two tentacles on the top of the head, and the

leprechaun is connected. It is probably to use the goblins

to seduce humans and then swallow them. But this

strategy is too bad, no one will be fooled by the kind of

suspicious things. Let's go.

"...the hateful garbage, it hurts me a lot!"

Said the frog. It sounds disgusting people cannot help but

want to cover your ears, it's probably cursing me, but it is

too difficult to pronounce identified, there are articulate

clear Bei Lier front, this guy becomes more Zaoxin.

"Really... I hate frogs..."

I whispered, it spouted a big breath, and opened his mouth

and shouted:

"You said who is a frog! You stupid!"

With the screaming, the dirty spit also flew out together. I

hid in the past. It seems that I not only know the human

language, but also a certain IQ, but there is no such thing

as a good character. Forget it, it is a demon anyway.

"Look at my uncle Bael! I want to swallow you!"

I have no temper. Seriously, in the face of such an enemy,

I really want to pat my butt and leave, but there are two

reasons why I can't do this.

First, I can't get to the room I want to go without going

through the atrium. If you want to chase a man in red, you

have to solve it first.

Second, behind the frog named Bael, stood on the same

black board as the hills of Fortuna.

After the Berial was knocked down, the device stopped, so

if Bael was knocked down, it would be hopeful that the

device would stop.

"Hurry up... it’s getting sick."

I muttered, and as I saw Bael open his mouth again, I

quickly covered my ears with both hands.

"I want to kill you... bastard!"

Even so, the voice of this guy is still in his ear, it is really

uncomfortable.

Bael's body trembled, and the ice-covered back shot

bullet-like ice. Although it was a bit like an ice blade attack,

the ice didn’t come straight to me, but first shot into the

air and then used gravity. To the ground. This kind of

aggressive attack is more difficult than targeting my

attack, because I can't determine where the ice falls. Had

to rely on the shadow of the ice falling on the ground to

move, to prevent being hit. When I was avoiding the ice,

Bael suddenly opened his mouth and screamed and rushed

toward me. I jumped in the air to avoid it, and when I fell,

I slashed it to the forefoot, and when the sword fell, the

squirt Out of the color of the disgusting liquid.

"……Oh!?"

I immediately retired without thinking, I really don't want

to be stained with this liquid, although this is not my best,

but after all, I have to wear it to do things.

"This guy……!"

I jumped behind it and smacked with a gun. Compared to

Berial and the ice blade, Bael's skin is much softer, and the

firearm can do damage, but its body is too big, and

attacking with a small bullet is tantamount to wasting

time.

"Let's play tricks! There is a kind of direct coming!"

Howling, Bael first contracted his body and then suddenly

jumped into the air. I couldn’t help but widen my eyes. The

guy’s legs were longer than expected, and he had excellent

jumping power. He watched Bael's huge body jump. The

height of tens of meters above me.

If you say the type of attack, it is similar to the ice block

just now, but it can't be compared with the scope of this

time. Looking at the shadow of Bael falling, I ran outside

the shadow. I almost rolled forward, so it was Running out

of the shadow range, Bael's body slammed into the

ground, causing a strong vibration. The snow on the

ground was also shaken and fluttering in the air to block

the line of sight. Looking back, the blue light flashed in

front of him.

Still the tentacles of the shape of the woman just now.

I used to be just fluttering and dancing, but now I started

attacking me with mysterious movements.

"There was still this trick..."

Although fighting with guns and swords, it is more difficult

than imagined to deal with the two tacit understandings.

Whether it is slamming or flying it, it keeps a certain

distance from me. These things are just Barr’s operations.

Hey, attacking them always feels a little powerless.

On the one hand, I have to pay attention to the lurking

Bael in the gap between the snowflakes, and it will

definitely hit a sudden attack when I focus on the

tentacles.

Feeling the breath behind me, I quickly jumped up.

Unsurprisingly, I saw Barr at the foot jumped out to

swallow me. I shot at it in the air, and the layer of ice on

the back might have a defensive effect.

"Go to hell!"

Bael yelled and his body shook. I screamed badly, but it

was too late. It had countless ice cubes on the back, and I

was on the top of Barr’s head. It happened to be in the

range of the ice. There was no point in the air. I was

directly hit by several ice bombs. bingo.

"Well……!"

He was shocked by the impact and then fell heavily on the

wall of the atrium. When I landed, I immediately adjusted

my body, and Bael inflated and my chest

swelled . Accompanied by sounds, Barr's mouth out with

plenty of snow, and instantly the whole atrium is covered

with snow, could visibility reduced to a minimum again.

I saw the two tentacles again, and they were preparing to

launch an offensive against me.

"Really remember this lesson..."

The damage of the ice bomb is not high. In order to avoid

the assault of Bael's huge body, he can only jump up, but

he will be injured by ice bombs when he jumps in the

air. In order, not to repeat the same mistakes, I must stop

it before it does the same thing. Thinking so, I hit one of

the tentacles. After all, it is not the ontology. It may not

kill the Bael anyway, but it will increase with the attack.

The action of the tentacles was obviously slow. I saw the

timing and caught the female foot of the tentacles.

Although it struggled to escape, I would not let go.

"The hide-and-seek is over... give me a roll out!"

I shouted, and then slammed the tentacles around, and

Bael, who was hiding in the snow and manipulating the

tentacles, finally showed up.

"Bastard!"

I jumped into its mouth. I don't want to entangle with it

anymore. I have to solve it quickly anyway. Instead of

cutting it a little bit outside the body, it is better to enter

it and destroy it quickly.

Lifting the charge to the maximum and frantically waving

red, Bael's body fluid falls on me like a downpour, but I

don't want to complain.

"Go to hell!"

With the red pick, I jumped out of its body, Barr's body fell

to the ground weakly, and when I landed in front of it, Bael

was still dead, glaring at me:

"Yes, loser... don't be too arrogant...!"

Contrary to what was said, it is clear that it has only one

last breath.

"Isn't this complaint not me? You see my trench coat is

slimy...!"

I casually said, anyway, I did not intend to let the devil

pay for my trench coat.

"You remember me, little devil...! Even if I fell down, my...

my brothers would do it for me...!"

I don’t want to fight for the death of Bael, who has not

repented. I didn’t listen to it and used the devil’s hand to

smash towards the eyebrows. Bael’s body slid on the

ground because of the impact, and then hit Go to the wall

behind me. When I got to this, my depression was a little

relieved.

Bael struggled a few times and never lost his mind.

"Really... I don't have time to wash my clothes..."

I grabbed the snowballs at my feet and rubbed the hair

and windbreaker that was stained by the bale fluid.

Although it was only psychological comfort, it was better

than just being so dirty. Just thinking about moving on, I

suddenly remembered what it was like to stop.

"What brother did it say...?"

I quickly looked at the board set at the end of the

atrium. Like the hills of Fortuna, the other side is shining

with glamour, forming a cave connected to the demon

world, and there are countless calls in the cave.

I glanced close to the board and glanced at it. There were

countless demons in the cave that were exactly the same

as Barr.

"What a joke..."

I flew to the front of the board and attacked it with red,

but it only caused a small scar. It seems that it doesn't

take time to destroy it, but then the guys will climb out of

the board.

"I don't want to see the frog again...!"

Thinking about how to stop this device, I was slamming

around, but still had no clue.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable.

I ran towards the body of Bael, who was lying on the side,

and then jumped up. Bael's soft and flexible body was very

good as a platform. I stepped on it and jumped over the

board in the opposite direction.

The faces of the Bael brothers are already clear when they

jump to the board, so I can reach them too.

"Sorry, we have closed the door, please come early next

time!"

I shouted, using the hand of the devil to make a punch in

the front of the one, just came to the world is not very

suitable for it, did not have time to react and then greatly

flew back, with a one that will be behind the waves also

knocked down together. They got into chaos and I started

playing with the black board again.

At the bottom of the board, there is a small device. I

thought it should be something like a power switch at first

glance. Although there is no evidence, I still touched it,

just like I reacted with my right hand. The light of the

board immediately shrank, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't want to play them a second time... in all senses."

Turned around and looked again when, like Bael's body

disappeared like snow integration.

Although I continued to search in the castle, I still did not

find the trace of the red man. When I thought about

whether or not to go to the headquarters of the religious

group, I found a strange passage.

I have been to the Fortuna's Castle several times, but I

don't remember the passage in this place. It is very

incongruous with the Fortuna's castle as a medieval

building. It is a modern architectural style. I am afraid it

has only recently been added.

Although I was puzzled, I decided to try this road. The

design of the passage is completely to avoid people's eyes

and ears, which makes me deeply feel that I will not do

anything good.

Passing through a few rooms, there was a very weird space

in front of me, and I couldn't help but breathe.

It is like an experimental facility. One of the walls of the

room is made of glass. There is a table and chair in the

room behind the glass. There is also a huge test tube-like

thing with a broken sword floating inside. It was an

incredible scene, but I don’t know why, I gave birth to an

inexplicable nostalgia for the broken sword.

The right hand is very painful and the pain is very strong.

I remembered this feeling before the opera and the red

man. I couldn't help but look around. Maybe the guy was

nearby, but a person who was completely unexpected.

"You really came."

The sound that I had never heard before came from the

speaker-like thing set up above the room, and looking

towards the glass wall, a man came slowly from the depths

of the room. He wore a white coat outside the vestment of

the Order. The face is completely unknown.

"who are you?"

In the face of my question, the man exaggeratedly

performed a ceremony:

"I? My name is... Agnus."

The sound came from the speaker and he continued:

"Because of work, people generally look, see, and don't

see me...but should my name be heard?"

Indeed, I have an impression of the name Agnus. It seems

to be the leader of the technical bureau. The basic charging

system carried by Shi Zhongjian and Hong Hou was

designed by him.

"Since it is such a great person, what do you do in this

ghost place?"

My voice just fell, Agnus suddenly turned his back on the

camel and pointed at me with a finger:

"Ghost place?! Pay attention to your words and deeds, you

kid!"

It seems that he is irritated, but the reason for this anger

is really incomprehensible, I had to shrug. Agnus muttered

back and forth behind the glass wall:

"Sure enough, like a rumor, it’s an arrogant little devil..."

"...Hey! What are you using for this room? Is it the place

under the jurisdiction of the Order?"

After listening to my question, Agners stopped and turned

his gaze to me. Then, his face showed a smile, and there

was no more suitable adjective in addition to this smile.

"...I won't tell you."

"That is the secret base? Then I am too lazy to go deeper,

at least tell me if the guy who assassinated the Pope has

come, I am chasing him."

From the current situation, the passage to the room is only

the one I came over. The room behind the glass wall is not

connected, but since Agnes is there, the possibility of the

red man in the vicinity is very high. It is low, it seems that

I have to leave here to search for other places.

"You no longer have to hunt again, and then hunt down

anything."

Agnus did not say a word, let me stunned the girl.

"What?"

"If you find out here, then there is only one dead end."

If he threatens with a sword or a gun, I guess it will

pretend to be scared, but there is really no momentum in

speaking through the glass wall with a speaker.

"Do you have to pay the death penalty when you see the

secret base? Why don't I remember having this rule and

regulations??"

I deliberately imitated Agnus, and his face was hard to look

at. He pulled out a switch-like box from his white pocket.

When the switch button was pressed, something suddenly

flew in every part of my room. come out.

At first, I thought it was a sword. However, it seems that

it should only be imitated into a sword shape, because the

flying sword quickly becomes a bird, and it does not look

like a human creature.

"Is it a demon...?"

Agnus laughed like a victory:

"I gave it the name "Sword Wing", which sounds very

good?"

With the explanation of Agnus, the three sword wings

rushed toward me. Although I avoided two very well, the

other one wiped my cheek. Under the slight pain, I rubbed

it with my hand. Wiping his face, it really bleeds.

"Let the reptiles and swords that live in the demon world

come out and they are born, the swords are rare swords...

You can easily split people into two."

It is worthy of being a person from the technical bureau.

When it comes to research results, it will start to linger,

but I basically hate the technical bureau. I shot down the

sword wing with a gun. They changed from the bird's form

back to the sword and inserted it on the ground. It was

thought to be dead, but it didn't take long before it was

restored to a bird. It is really incomprehensible creature,

let alone This interest was made by the technical bureau.

"What do you do with these things! Is it for the Knights of

the Order?"

As I dealt with the sword wing, I cried, and the voice of

Agnus's smile came from the speaker:

"You don't need to know this... you have to blame, gram,

Credo... It is he who lets you hunt down Dante, so things

will become like this..."

"...Dante?"

Agnus said that Credo asked me to hunt down Dante. The

Dante is estimated to refer to the red man who

assassinated the Pope. This is nothing, but the question is

why Agnus knows his name. He is just a suddenly there

are violent mobs who don’t know the details.

"Why do you know the guy's name!"

Agnus didn't have any answer. Although she was staring

at me, her eyes kept on the notes in her hands. I don't

know what to write.

"Take me a test piece...!"

Since it is not helpful, I don't have to play with the sword

wing. I immediately slashed one to the ground, and the

sword wing that was bounced back turned into a sword

shape and stabbed on the floor.

"Even if it is a test article, it is not arbitrary...!"

I used the devil's hand to copy the sword wing, and Agnus

was engrossed in recording, and did not notice the

abnormality of my right hand.

"Take it!"

Throwing the sword in his hand toward the glass wall, and

finally noticed that the situation of Agnus' body has

shrunk:

"Oh!"

He cried, and then the sword wing fell on the glass

wall. With a huge sound, the blade of the sword broke, but

the glass wall was unscathed.

"...no, no, no use! This glass is based on the strength of

the one-eyed giant's arm! You can't have this kind of

destructive power!"

Even so, his guilty conscience is obvious.

"I am in charge of you!"

I squatted and caught the sword wing and threw it. The

glass wall began to vibrate, but it still didn't break. Agnus

is still laughing, but gradually, the smile disappears. It may

be that I noticed my right hand. He didn't take notes any

more, but just stared at me almost against the glass wall.

When the sword wing was thrown for the third time, there

was a small crack in the glass wall, and Agnus’ attention

was on my right hand, and I didn’t notice it.

I clenched my right hand and ran towards the glass wall

and jumped up. Sharply swing your right arm and use the

hand of the devil to smash the cracked place. Sure

enough, the cracks on the glass wall spread like spider

webs.

"what!?"

Agnus, who found this, couldn't help but scream. After

that, the glass wall was completely shattered. Because of

the impact, Agnus fell to the ground. I used red to reach

his throat, and Agnus stared at me, and it was hard to slow

down:

"...this, this is not the power of the devil!? Why do you

think this guy will use it!?"

He shouted, I snorted:

"You are not the same... Why does the technical bureau

make demons?"

Agnus didn't answer. He didn't care about the threat of the

blade and stood up and leaned closer to my right arm.

"That's great..."

Agnus whispered, just like taking my right hand away, I

can't help but back.

"How powerful... how sacred... Jane is supreme..."

Agnus continued to walk towards me without hesitation.

In order to stop him, I will wave the red and post:

"answer my question!"

After that, I once again pointed the Red Queen to Agnus'

neck, but Agnus pinched the blade with his fingers. I

immediately wanted to take back the Red Queen, but it did

not move, so the power was not Ordinary. Agnus stared at

me with amazement:

"... well, in order to express respect for your right hand, I

will tell you the other side of the Order."

After Agnus suddenly let go of the red, the force made me

shake back slightly. Thinking of him might be reinstated, I

put the red back on my back and pointed at him with a

pistol. But Agnes is not afraid, as if he is talking to himself:

“A few years ago, I started to study demons, not just the

devil itself, but how it can make the powerful power of the

devil use it.”

Agnus is acting like a rehearsal drama, and the words are

not interrupted:

"The chosen and vulnerable people are guided by the

chosen people who can gain the power of the demon...

This is the ideal world for the songs of His Majesty the

Pope. The reason why I study day and night is to realize

this ideal."

I was shocked by this stupidity.

"What a shit ideal world... Anyway, the Pope was killed,

and now it’s useless to say anything..."

In the face of my accusation, Agnus felt funny like a smile:

"Do not worry... His Majesty the Pope is still alive... No, it

is evolution! He became an angel!"

"……angel?"

"It is chosen to be a person with the power of demons. If

the person who has the righteousness gains this power, it

will definitely not be a demon?"

"Not a demon is an angel? Are you sick in your mind?"

I don't want to go on any more. I knocked this guy down

and reported it to Credo. Credo certainly won't forgive this

crazy idea. When I was about to pull the trigger, Agnath

thought of something like:

"By the way, I am also an angel..."

After the words, Agner's body radiated some kind of strong

energy.

"Well……!?"

In the absence of any preparations, I suffered a lot from

the impact. I shrank my body. When I was swaying, I

didn’t know what was flying out of the ceiling, and I

approached me with great momentum. It was armor,

attacked me in the library, and the hollow armored knight

in the castle, the three flying out together pierced my body

with a spear.

"Ah!"

The arms were pierced, the abdomen was also, and the

pain caused the whole face to twist. Without resistance, I

was tied to the wall by the armored knight.

"...cough!"

Blood spilled out of his mouth. The armored knights lined

up neatly behind Agnus. Looking at them, Agnes nodded

with satisfaction.

"This is also the result of research. Very, very beautiful?

This silver armor!"

As he said these words, my consciousness has begun to

linger, and my vision has gradually dimmed. But Agnus

seemed to be angry with me. He turned the spear that was

stabbing in my abdomen and swayed rudely.

"Oh ah!?"

The internal organs were stirred up, and the pain spread

to the whole body with trembling. After Agnus' abuse

lasted for a while, I looked at my face and said:

"I haven't finished talking yet, don't you want to know?"

His eyes flashed a strange madness.

"These armors was made from pieces that I got by chance.

Do you know what the piece is?"

Like waiting for my answer, Agnus stopped speaking and

I shook my head weakly. Anyway, the only thing I can

think about right now is how to escape. If you can escape,

Agnus will let him go.

Agnus continued with a happy expression:

"That shard... that is, the legendary, black and black

angel's armor! You can't understand its value... The black

angel's armor that suddenly disappeared because of

defeat! So it was brought to the Fortuna's Seaside!"

Agnus turned and pointed to the tube-shaped body set in

the center of the house, and the broken Yamato was

floating inside. The body has no strength, the whole body

is paralyzed, and every breath becomes more

painful. What to do to get out... What to do... What to do...

Just thinking about it, but there is no way.

"I am grateful to the gods. Isn't this a miracle given by

God? A legendary sword and a piece of armor worn by the

legendary demon! God must say 'Replace me to rule the

world!' So, I made it. These armors! Summon the demon

from the Devil! Use the myriad demon souls as the core to

drive this loyal army of God! Yes, this is definitely an angel!

White Angel! "

I am not interested in the origin of the armor knight, but I

noticed a point in his words:

"...are you... summoning the devil?"

I asked myself to answer, and Agnus looked at me.

"That strange board...and you..."

I immediately thought of the conspicuous huge black plate

in the hills of Fortuna and the castle of Fortuna, creating a

device for the cave to appear.

"Ah... are you talking about hell?"

Agnes replied with a smile.

"Hell Gate...?"

Hell's Gate, I heard that it was Sparda's seal that

connected the world and the devil's door... In the ethereal

consciousness, I remembered the huge monument

standing in the center of the city. Now it is called the

monument, the huge black board, once connected to the

devil, and then Sparta sealed it - this story, in the

Fortuna's but is believed.

The hills of Film are also good, the castle is also good, it

looks great, it is the kind of tall that must be looked

up. However, the monuments in the center of the city are

much larger than they can be called majestic.

I didn't believe that it used to contact the devil world. I

didn't expect this to be true...

"That is my prototype-based design... can be called a small

hell gate. The principle of Kai and Start has been known at

an early age, but stability has always plagued me. But now

I have used a powerful magic. The magic weapon is well

solved as a power...doing it very well?"

I can't quite understand the words of Agnus. To be honest,

I can't hear the sound now. Hell gate. Little hell

gate. Summon the devil. Mission. White angel.

In the awkward consciousness, the strange words heard in

these few minutes disappeared quickly.

Agnus is still happy to say, and his voice is getting farther

and farther. I tried to concentrate my strength on my

hand, but I could only move a few centimeters, and I didn't

have the strength to use the devil's hand.

In the face of my incompetence, I laughed, and Agnus

stopped talking and talked.

"……what's so funny?"

"-"

I deliberately said with the volume that Agnus couldn't

hear. He approached me and put his ears together.

"What? Tell me something?"

"I said you are a hybrid..."

Then I smothered the bloody saliva on his cheek, and

Agnus wiped it with his sleeves and glared at me:

"You, you, you still haven't figured out your position...!"

Agnus once again turned the spear that was stabbed on

me. I can't feel the pain, I can't make a sound, and the

body leans back purely because of the conditioning.

"You should be honored, and the next research material

will be yours. I have to investigate this hand well... it is

really fascinating."

I really want to use this right hand to smash the face of

Agnas, but it can't move at all. I have no power. power……

"You crazy scientist... Go to the sky and do it..."

After saying this, I completely took it off. Agner frowned

at the unpleasantness, silently pulling out the spear that

pierced my abdomen and pointing it at my left chest.

"My research doesn't need this swearing mouth..."

After that, Agnus' spear slammed into my chest and didn't

know if the heart was pierced. Even so, my heart was still

struggling, weakly and irregularly agitated. Because, too

illusory, I don't even feel that I am dying.

"Take, take, take him away..."

The footsteps are very far and heavy, as if the ground is

shaking. They step by step, my heartbeat is gradually

weakening. I have no power to resist, even the power of

escape...

I clearly feel that power is so important to me. In order to

protect certain things, I must have strength. I am so eager

to ask so much.

I need strength.

I want more power.

I couldn't change anything at all. From the night when

Kyrie's parents were brutally killed, there has been no

change at all. It’s all because my strength is not enough,

so I want to be stronger.

I want to be stronger, I have more power to protect them,

protect the people I cherish, and protect everything she

cherishes.

I have to protect them.

power. I need strength to protect them.

I obviously swear so sincerely.

"Kyrie..."

I muttered, it seemed to be a general indication, my

heartbeat, completely stopped.

Dante was at the top of the castle of Fortuna, and the

visual was in the bedroom of the owner, feeling some kind

of fluctuation. That was what happened when he put his

hat as a decoration on his head and looked in the mirror

and was enjoying himself.

"……Well!"

The undulations passed through the underside of the floor,

from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, as if the

current had passed through the body of Dante, as if

echoing with it, but Dante instantly turned into a deep red

demon form. When the human form was restored again,

Dante still stared at the foot motionlessly, and even the

hat fell off and was not noticed.

That is the call of the soul, only those who have the same

blood may feel it.

Dante once felt the cry of a soul similar to this, but the cry

that is now felt should not be the one that Dante thinks,

because the man is no longer in this world.

He admired his father Sparda, and never stopped pursuing

power for a moment, Dante's brother, Vergil. They are

twins, but they have to part ways. A person with a similar

soul to his brother is in this castle. This is the message

that comes through the fluctuations of Dante's body.

"It seems... this place is more interesting than I thought."

Whispered, but Dante got off the hat on the ground,

swaying with his fingers against the inside of the hat and

throwing it out, flying in the air in the hat, the fluttering

objects returned to their original place.

"However, let's solve the matter of the Order first ..."

Dante wiped his hair and continued to move toward the

forest.

A month ago, I had a dream. It was the day of fighting the

demon and wounding his right hand. I am not reconciled

to my incompetence. I want more power. Otherwise, I may

not be able to protect Kyrie. I don't want her to be

sad. She can give a gentle smile to someone like me, I

don't want to make her feel sad again.

I want more power - with this thought, I fell asleep.

Then, I made this dream. It’s an incredible dream. I have

always forgotten it, but now the picture is very clear. Just

in this moment of life and death, I remembered that

dream. I remembered a man who appeared in my

dream. His appearance has not been remembered, and

should not be the person he knows.

He has cold eyes, but he can also feel a bit of

loneliness. The man looked at me like this, and said

nothing, although I felt that I had to say something to the

man, I couldn’t think of the right words.

And he finally opened:

"--Did you hear it--"

"--Have you heard that, the soul of the soul--"

Maybe the man didn't speak, just telling it in my

mind. With a kind of cold...dry...there is a strange soft

voice.

"-Your soul, what is squatting-"

He asked, but I asked the past:

"...What about you, what is your soul?"

The man chuckled and said:

"--I want more power--"

I replied with a message:

"So, mys is the same."

At this time, I woke up. Why do you think of that dream at

this time? I don't know, I obviously have other more

important things. After all, I have already been difficult to

protect myself. But I always think that remembering this

is necessary for myself.

The right hand is shaking. My right hand slowly opened

and something flew to my palm, and I caught it. At this

moment, my consciousness recovered, I opened my eyes,

the horizon was dyed bright red, and it was obvious that it

had been so long, the white angel approaching me, but I

still had two or three steps. I looked at my right hand. It

was holding a sword. It was the one that floated in the test

tube and was broken. It has now completely recovered and

is firmly held by me.

I don't know why, but what is certain is that my body is

constantly pouring out strength, and I can't even move my

fingers, and my heart has stopped beating.

But, I am still alive, with strength.

The white angel came to me, and I yelled in rebellion.

I know that the power in the body is pouring out. The

fluctuations of this power smash the white angel and even

attack Agnus, which is a little farther away from me.

"……what!?"

Agnus shouted collapse, officials fly out around the pillars

and walls had collapsed down, raised a lot of white

smoke. After returning to God, I have completely escaped

from the impasse, holding a Yamato in my right hand and

walking steadily. Behind me, there is another person. Even

if I don't look back, I can feel it. It does exist. It is another

me, symbolizing my strength, my soul, the "devil"

wrapped in blue and white light.

In the white smoke, I was looking for Agnes, who was

dangerous and had to kill him.

"...for, why, why!"

Agnus shouted to expose her location before I found him.

"Why, you guys can restore the sword!? Even things I can't

do... why can you do this guy?"

Agnus has become an insect in form, which is probably

what he calls an angel.

"Impossible...this kind of thing, yes, no, no, no,

impossible!"

I step by step closer to the awkward Agnus.

"On that day... I swear... to protect Kyrie... even if I sell

my soul to the devil... I have to gain more power than

anyone else, I must protect her... that is my

responsibility... my soul ...it screams...I want more

power...to protect my loved ones...I want more power..."

I don't know why I have to say this. The right hand is very

hot.

"What, what...?"

Agnus shouted timidly. I waved at him and the shock wave

from the sword flew to Agnus, but it didn't hit, but hit a

large wall behind him. I still can't control it well. The body

can't move with its own will. The power is too strong. I

almost lose my mind.

"No, no, no, no, no, impossible, impossible...! Impossible!"

Agnus escaped through the ruined wall, and I saw it and I

fell on it and then fell straight on the floor.

Dante is the son of Sparta, the son of the Swordsman

Sparda, and, like his father, once again sealed the demon

king who tried to resurrect. With such identity and deeds,

it is enough to show that Dante’s power is no small feat.

On the other hand, although Nero excels in the Knights of

the Order, it is not a common man who has not completed

the returning ceremony. It is also reasonable for other

cadres to be uneasy.

Transplanting the demonic factor and gaining power

beyond the ordinary people is the ritual called heaven. If

you want to complete the return to heaven, you must have

a strong body and mental strength. Otherwise, you will be

defeated by the demonic factor and completely lose

yourself. Even if you gain strength, it is just a beast.

In this case of failure, Credo witnessed it for a few times,

and many of his compatriots became unable to understand

the human language and instinctively destroyed and killed

them.

These people were separated from the facility as failures

and were disposed of unintelligibly, but occasionally

failures escaped from the facility and attacked the citizens

on the street. The parents of Credo were killed by the

failed.

What happened that day, Credo still remembers the sad

tears of her uninformed sister, Kyrie, and the Nero who is

trembling with her.

At a young age, he desperately climbed to the position of

the Knights of the Order. In order to realize the ideal world

of Pope Sanctus, Credo, in the face of this, could not

relieve the death of innocent parents.

Behind the ideal world, I don’t know how many people will

be hurt. This fact made Credo feel confused at the time

and whether the road he was taking was correct.

"Credo, you have to be patient... If the paradise comes,

then no one will be hurt. For this reason, innocent people

may be sacrificed in the future, but this is also to save

more people from this chaotic world. ...this is the so-called

lofty sacrifice..."

In this way, Credo abandoned the confusion. Although it

will cause a small amount of sacrifice, if the ideal paradise

of Sanctus is realized, then the living people do not need

to be as frightened as they are now, so that the souls of

those who are sacrificed should also be redeemed.

Even if he believes in Sanctus, Credo still has his bottom

line, that is, Kyrie. Credo did not tell the truth about Kyrie,

and did not allow anyone to disclose it to her. Inherited

the devoutness of both parents, Kyrie maintains a clear

heart and believes in pure God. No matter who is

compassionate to anyone, there are many people in the

Knights who call her the goddess.

In the face of such a sister, Credo cannot tell the true face

of the bloody church, perhaps Kyrie will know the truth,

and will not blame Credo, but Credo still hopes that Kyrie

will come in pure manner. To welcome the arrival of the

paradise, it will not be involved in any disaster. Of course,

it will never let her die like a parent.

If she can't get happiness, who is more qualified? For

Credo, Kyrie is the last relative of the world, and at the

same time, she also symbolizes the innocent people of the

million Fortuna.

"Then, the following is about the future allocation of

personnel..."

After confirming that everyone had no objections, Credo

turned to the next agenda. Suddenly, there was a rude

opening door behind him. Turning his head and looking

around, Agnas was looking at the evil form and screaming

at Credo.

"...Credo! You, you, you, this bastard!"

Shouting, Agnus strode to Credo, and Credo just sighed,

and Agnus picked up his neckline and raised it:

"Why, why, why didn't you tell me! What is going on in the

end!"

Unable to understand the content of the speech, and hated

this kind of behavior in the meeting, Credo sighed again

and waved Agnus' hand:

"Speaking a little... This is in front of the Pope."

After the words, both of them looked at Sanctus, and

Sanctus narrowed his eyes. He just looked at the two men

who were arrogant and did not reprimand. Maybe they

wanted to hear Agnus finish the words. Agnus took a look

at Sanctus and quickly turned to Credo and shouted:

"That, that little devil is a demon!"

"Which little devil?"

In the face of Credo's question, Agnus' mouth opened and

closed several times, because he was too excited to speak.

"Who are you talking about?"

Asked another question, Agnus took a deep breath to calm

down:

"That, the little devil called Nero! He has the power of evil,

evil devil!"

This answer was too sudden, and Credo whispered without

hesitation:

"How can it be……"

"How is it impossible?! Don't pretend to be silly! Open and

open a joke! The little devil yells at the research institute

and restores the scorpion and scorpion sword! How can it

be done without the power of the devil! Your responsibility!

Credo! He took the sword away! I, what should we do with

our plans! All are your fault!"

Agnus was so arrogant that he still exaggerated the words

just now, and Credo could only sort out what Agnus said

in his mind, and other cadres could not grasp the key

points. And no words.

"...Credo."

It is Sanctus that breaks the silence.

"……in."

Credo turned back and found a slight smile on the face of

Sanctus, which made his heart uneasily unspeakable.

"Is it... Nero? Can you bring him over?"

"If this is the hope of His Majesty the Pope..."

If Agnus said that he could not let Nero wander outside,

for this reason, Credo could not protest, but Credo

continued:

"If you want to arrest Nero, you can only go, but if so, who

is going to hunt Dante?"

Originally, Credo did not think that Nero could catch Dante

alone. First, it was pursued by Nero, and then Credo came

to meet it. It is still possible to successfully capture Dante.

However, now that Credo is going to arrest Nero, the plan

is completely meaningless. It can only be said that one

person can chase after it. This way, it becomes two people

who could have pursued Dante together and lost both

sides.

"Well……"

Sanctus stroking the long beard and muttering, his eyes

glanced at the other cadres on the round table, and the

cadres bowed their heads to escape the sight of Sanctus.

They all witnessed Dante’s actions at the opera house. It

is obvious that your own power cannot be compared with

Dante. Moreover, it is unwise to abandon Dante and give

priority to Nero in this case. Whether Agnus words are true

or false is inconclusive. Nero did not carry out the homing

ceremony, so it is nonsense to have the power of

demons. If it is possessed by a demon, it is possible to

gain inhuman power, but that is just the same as the

failure of returning to heaven. It is swallowed by the devil.

These common senses make Credo not believe in the

words of Agnus.

Nero had no knowledge of the technical bureau area in the

underground of the Fortuna's Castle, nor did he meet with

Agnus. It is very likely that he used some strange moves

to attack Agnus. Maybe Agnus. Nero was playing all over

the place to find his teeth, and he was so angry that he

made some things.

In any case, compared to Nero, Dante should be controlled

first. The other cadres faced the enemy that could be

suppressed by the combination of Credo and Nero. They

all face each other and don't want to die. They are not

willing to let their lives go before the paradise is

completed. It seems that only myself, only to hunt down

Dante.

I was just about to put this idea into Sanctus, and someone

stood up at the round table.

"So, let me hunt down Dante."

Gloria said.

She is the only person in the cadre who is not a Fortuna.

She suddenly appeared here a month ago and presented

several treasures to Sankos. As a reward, she was

promoted to the position of the cadre of the sect.

After listening to Gloria's words, Sanctus showed a smile:

"Oh... Gloria... can you do it?"

Gloria replied with a smile:

"I am willing to serve the Pope and will not let you down."

After that, Gloria walked toward the exit. Gloria, who

should have gone out like this, suddenly remembered what

it was like to stop at the door. She turned and looked at

Sanctus:

"... It’s great to see the Pope’s innocence. It must be that

God is protecting you.”

Gloria bowed her bow in a respectful manner and left the

meeting room.

"……is this okay?"

Credo could not help but ask Sanctus.

"Nothing... The woman brought us the sword Sparda, let

our plan make a leap forward, and let her go now."

Credo's heart is mixed with suspicion and suspicion. Does

Sanctus think that Gloria has the ability to capture

Dante? Or do you think you are not as trustworthy as a

woman of unknown origin?

"But... that woman is almost a stranger to us, not worthy

of trust..."

After listening to the words of Credo, Sanctus sent a subtle

smile:

"If she betrayed us, then it would be good to kill her, don't

worry. And, her true identity, I already counted..."

Before Credo asked about the meaning of this sentence,

Sanctus took his hand.

"You just have to think about how to catch Nero, and the

magic sword is a necessity for the plan. Because of this,

this task is only for you, can you do it, Credo?"

While talking, Sanctus stared at Credo. In the face of such

a great commission from the Pope, how can such an

inferior person refuse, so thinking of Credo, all that can be

done is respectful nod:

"...obey."

Credo went out.

Going to capture Nero.

Although it is a last resort, it is also to build a

paradise. Even though they themselves are

looking for people's younger brother, Craig does not allow

himself more and lost. Cannot live up to the expectations

of Pope Sanctus, for the real paradise, he must catch Nero.

Said to himself, Credo left the round table.

I don't know how long it took, I finally woke up. There is

no one around, and there is no other movement.

"This is not a dream..."

I have a sword in my hand, which indicates that what

happened before is a fact. Agnus called it a magic sword,

and I held it and it gave me strength.

I looked at my chest and the clothes were pierced by a

spear, but the physical injuries had no trace. At that time,

it should be piercing my heart, then I will die, this is not

wrong.

But I am still alive.

"I finally...not humans..."

With the change of the right hand, I also feel that I may

have some differences with humans, but I can't think of

the heart being pierced and still alive. I can't help but

smile, indeed, I swore, I want strength. Even if you sell

your soul to a demon, protect important people.

"I call this a dream come true yet ......"

Like hope, I gained strength, the hand of the devil, and

the sword. But is this really good? I am no longer a human

being, and I don't want to accept it. This is also true. Even

if I said it, I was still uneasy when I ended up being no

longer human. In order to eliminate this uneasiness, I

laughed. In the empty room, my laughter echoed empty.

When I couldn't smile again, I stood up. No matter how

troublesome, my body can't be recovered, and there are

other things to do now.

"Go back to the headquarters..."

I also want to chase the red man named Dante in the past,

but Agnus is very concerned about me. The church must

have any unintentional attempts. I have to ask Credo, in

that case, I can definitely know what happened to me, and

the true identity of the man named Dante.

I took the sword and walked away, and it was glowing with

blue light and absorbed by my right hand. It was not

disappearing, but attached to my right hand. I felt

so. After trying to make a grip with your right hand, the

sword quickly appeared.

"Is this all thanks to the power of the devil..."

I sighed and walked towards the mustard road of the

headquarters of the Order.

After Credo left, Sankos called Agnas to his side.

"...Do you think Credo can win?"

Perhaps it is thought that Agnus had fought with Nero. In

the face of such doubts, Agnus failed to answer

immediately. Nero does have the power beyond

imagination, but Agnus does not have hands-on, but just

manipulates the white angels he makes.

"This, this is hard to say... because Credo is quite

powerful..."

Even if the relationship is not harmonious, Agnus has a

high evaluation of the strength of Credo. The power gained

by returning to heaven is still more affected by the

subject's personality than the demonic factor transplanted

into it. Those who accept the return of heaven will

unconsciously present the form they desire. In other

words, the power of Credo is also very consistent with the

personality of Credo. Although it is very boring for

Agners... but it will not give a poor evaluation, this is a

professional ethic as a researcher.

"And, the little devil called Nero, his power has many

unknown parts... Bi, Bi, after all, he took the sword

away..."

Speaking of this, Sanctus would blame if the sword were

taken away, and Agnus was very nervous. Unexpectedly,

Sanctus' view of Agnus was very cold. Agnus saw that he

wanted to ask his forgiveness, but others were still here,

but they could not let them see themselves. I have no

choice but to endure.

But Sanctus did not blame Agnus as he had imagined, but

whispered:

"Then, what do you have to do??"

Upon hearing this, Agnus learned that Sanctus was not

sure whether Credo could win. At least, Sanctus was able

to have a double insurance on his own when he considered

Claydo in crisis. However, if Credo loses, he will have to

defeat Nero by himself. This is a problem. The power of

Agnus in the state of angels is not known for fighting.

Although it is certainly higher than the average human

standard, it still cannot guarantee the inevitable victory. In

this way, it is necessary to consider how to catch Nero

without thinking. After thinking for a while, Agners recalled

a name mentioned in Nero's mouth.

"Speaking and talking about this... Nero and Credo's sister

seem to be in a relationship... I have mentioned her name

many times before..."

After listening to it, Sanctus showed a meaningful smile in

silence, but Agnus already understood the meaning. After

bowing his head respectfully, he left the round table as

with Credo. But the destination he went to was the

vastness of the people of Fortuna who gathered in refuge.

From the castle of Fortuna, standing on the cliff that can

see the forest, the appearance of the vast forest below

makes me breathe. Originally, the Mytis forest was mainly

composed of evergreen conifers, plus various other plants.

It was very lush, and from the cliff, the dark green forest

was covered with a layer of calm black.

Now, what I see is like being in a subtropical forest,

showing a dazzling color, very strange. Ramina had an

unseasonable blizzard, and the forest was estimated to

have caused mutations due to the power of the devil. The

evidence is that my right hand is starting to hurt. I felt the

devil was nearby and was preparing to enter the forest

from the downhill road. Suddenly someone broke the

window of the castle and fell straight in front of me. I did

not think about it, but the other party did not look at me

at all, but said something to the forest:

"...What happened to this forest?"

Dante, assassinated the Pope's red man, my hunt. But I

didn't shoot at Dante, I have something to ask him. In my

heart, the idea of pursuing the truth is stronger than

completing a mission.

"Do you think this is also a devil?"

Dante finally turned to look at me and asked with her

neck. And I did not answer:

"You...what is your purpose..."

Dante did not answer my question, he shrugged:

"In other words, how did you get to me? I have been in

the castle for too long... but I lost my way for a while..."

This attitude of despising people has not changed. I really

are not qualified to criticize others. But in any case, I am

very upset about his words and deeds, just as I can't

accept these things.

"Do not talk nonsense, answer my questions!"

I shouted in a hurry, but Dante raised his hands and slowly

retreated.

"Sorry, I am very busy right now."

Dante was behind the cliff, but he took a step back without

hesitation.

"Play with you later, kid."

With that said, Dante fell in the direction of the forest, with

a winning smile. From the cliff to the forest, there is a long

distance. He is probably confident that even if he falls from

such a high place, he will not die. I want to learn from him.

I can't do it. Although this body is okay even if it is worn

through the heart, it may not die if it falls from such a

height. But if you jump down like this, you will only be

obedient. My reason tells me that it is better to be honest.

.

"dammit!"

In the end, I chose to go down the road to the forest.

"What the guy really wants to do...!"

No matter the attitude that I know everything, or the

attitude of falling from the heights, I am very annoyed, but

in my heart, I have a similar feeling of embarrassment to

that guy. This is the most Let me be intolerant. I walked

in the forest with resentment. Sure enough, the forest was

full of demons, not just scarecrows, but also demons like

lizards that had appeared in the city (after reporting to the

Order, they were named the attacking magic soldiers) are

taken for granted in the forest. I am fighting with them

while advancing, but the way the forest looks is always

changing, and I have lost my way many times. Just like

confirming the speculation on the cliff, the shape of the

trees in the forest will produce strange changes, which is

simply unheard of. Because of this, the roads that could

have been passed through would be blocked, but the roads

that were originally blocked by trees could move forward,

completely disrupting my sense of direction. When I came

back, I was always in the same place.

Moreover, huge objects like insect eggs are scattered in

every corner of the forest, and this thing is difficult to

entangle. This kind of egg will produce a demon like a large

piece of moss. This is not a big problem in itself. If you

catch them and then smash them, they will soon die. The

problem is that they can parasitize other demons such as

the Scarecrow or the Strike Warrior, and then the parasitic

demons will give birth to tentacle-like buds, dance wildly,

and be more ferocious than before being parasitized.

They are physically free to move, and those tentacle-like

buds are also automatically swayed against foreign

enemies like a combination of two creatures, Kemira . The

attack of Kemila's tentacle was stronger than expected. At

first I approached it directly, and I was shot and flew out.

Although I should avoid close contact, it was a waste of

time if I only used a gun. I am eager to go out. Said that

no reason caused a lot of pressure.

Just as I was with these Kemira, I stumbled upon one

thing. The demons that look like moss from the eggs

should be some kind of seed. At first, I only thought that

they were simple parasites, and after being parasitic on

the scarecrow and the lizards, they grew buds of flurry.

And I went a little further and saw a strange thing. It

should be a strong attacking paratroid that is parasitic by

moss. But unlike usual, it stays there motionless. The

appearance is beyond recognition. It is like the colorless

color of a tree. I touched it and touched it. The skin is very

similar.

I finally know how the strangely-looking trees fill the

forest. The moss-like demon (now called "Kemira Seed")

is parasitic on the demon, making the host Kemira. Its

purpose is not just parasitization, but the absorption of

nutrients after parasitism, eventually turning the host into

a tree.

For the above reasons, the Misty Forest has become the

present appearance. Perhaps the host of Kemira seeds is

not limited to demons, including animals and even plants

that originally inhabit the forest.

If they are seeds, there must be a mother who spreads

them somewhere, I think so. If the mother is knocked

down, then the forest should be restored to its original

state. If it is restored, I will not continue to be trapped

here.

I found the mother faster than I thought. how to say? It is

on my head, more precisely, in my sky, it is something like

a dragon, surrounded by countless dill wandering in the

air, and one by one, the seeds of the real estate, scattered

in the forest corner.

I ran in the direction of the dragon and walked into the

open space of a forest. There is also a big black board

here. In the words of Agnus, it is a small hell gate.

"There is also here..."

I sighed, there are no obstacles in this place, and I can

teach the seeds well. I will crush the fallen seeds with blue

rose. Although it is difficult to wrap after parasitization, it

is unexpectedly good to deal with the eggs before

hatching. Basic one shot can solve one.

The dragon seemed to realize my existence, flying from

the sky in my direction, and the speed was amazing. When

I was about to meet, the dragon stopped in the air and

opened his mouth wide. I stabilized my body and saw a

woman-like demon from the mouth of the dragon. I

thought it was the part of the dragon. Now it looks like a

kind of petal, and the middle flower is the body. Speaking

of Kemira’s mother, it should be Echidna.

"The beast...the beast! I have ruined my son!"

My son... It seems that this identity is more expensive than

I thought. But who made it the kind of scorpion, I

shrugged.

"...Having a child is also very troublesome. I suggest you

go back to your own home."

After listening to me, Echidna sent a high sorrow:

"You are a man of squatting! I want to fool me!"

This is probably not a question. Echidna's form of closing

the petals back into a dragon suddenly rushed toward me.

I rolled around and evaded, and immediately fired back,

but the bullets that worked well on the seeds, facing

Echidna. The giant body is hard to cause damage, it is

tantamount to scratching it.

So should I smash it when it hits me? But the risk is too

high, its assault speed is extremely fast, and it is very

difficult to avoid it and attack with a sword.

"Can you still use a gun...?"

Echidna, hovering above, waiting for the timing of the

attack, laughed:

"Let you accept my son... so you will be part of this

forest...!"

Echidna shot the seeds out of the body like a bullet, and it

didn't seem to be in the forest, but directed at me.

"You have to treat my son well!"

The seeds that flew over were broken, and the Echidna

sighted the opportunity to strike me. I escaped

dangerously and looked for a suitable counterattack

opportunity, but it seems unlikely.

It is too fast, there is no time to fight with a sword.

"The troublesome guy...!"

I have dealt with the flying demons, but most of them are

of the type that are small and easy to knock down, so I

usually use a gun to solve it. But fighting with Echidna, it

is too weak to use a gun. It is not only huge, but also can

fly to a very high place. Even if you try hard to reach out,

the distance is hard to reach.

I am thinking about countermeasures while filling in new

ammunition. Whether it is red or a magic sword, as long

as the distance is close enough, it will definitely cause

great damage to it, so you must let this guy stay on the

ground, but if you let it stop, you can only give it enough

damage. Then, when it is in the air, it can only rely on the

gun.

This is an infinite loop. Is the shooting really so powerful

that it can stop? Before you can't be sure, you can't waste

bullets unnecessarily.

Echidna once again rushed over, I raised the gun,

unconsciously, my right hand, supported the left hand of

the gun.

"It's not human anyway... then let me give it a try..."

After I concentrated my strength on my right hand, it

glowed green. If I am not a human being, if this right hand

is hosted by the power of the demon, then this blue light

is a sign of magic, that is, I already have evidence beyond

human power.

"In this case... just with this bullet -"

The blue light from the right hand was passed to the left

hand, covering the blue rose.

"Open fire!"

I pulled the trigger and the huge reaction pushed my upper

body back. The bullets that were fired were wrapped in

blue and white light, and they rushed toward the rushing

Echidna. Just hit the dragon's face, and then the bullet

made a roar of explosion, just like a howitzer. This blow,

Rao is also stopped in Echidna. It may have hit the key,

and the flame that came out after the explosion spread

around the petals of Echidna.

Finally, I couldn’t bear it. Echidna opened the petals to

reveal the flower of the body. This is a once-in-a-lifetime

opportunity. I ran quickly and concentrated my

consciousness on my right hand. The magic sword

appeared in an instant. Now try the power you just got.

"Go to hell...!"

In front of the Echidna, which was burnt out of the fire, I

set up the sword that were still in the scabbard and pulled

them out at a very fast speed. After the sword was pulled,

a flash was struck, and then another sword was hit.

Numerous times, the wielding sword continued to attack,

but even if Echidna was still not defeated, I held up the red

and increased the attack power in the form of two sword.

However, Echidna was even more difficult than imagined.

It seems that I can't win with this blow. Just at the moment

of my thinking, Eckard screamed.

"……Well!"

In my attack, it suddenly rose into the air, and I was

directly taken to the ground. Echidna continued to mourn

and hovered in midair. I looked at the Little Hell Gate. As

with the previous two, the cave connecting the Devil was

also open.

At the same time, Echidna rushed in my direction, but I

immediately understood that it did not want to attack me,

because the sudden route was subtly biased. Like I

thought, Echidna wanted to slip away from me and dig into

the small hell door.

"Don't want to run!"

I whispered, with the hand of the devil reaching out to

Echidna, who was about to escape. The huge green and

transparent hand that stretched out from the wrist caught

the tail of Echidna, and it writhed the body violently:

"It was defeated by human beings... It’s a shame and

shame...!"

"It’s not as good as it’s not to run out now, it’s rude...!”

In order not to let it run away, I slammed back hard and

shortened the distance a little bit, but when I was able to

cut it with a sword, Echidna screamed to cut off the tail

and not give me a second. The opportunity to catch it,

Echidna disappeared like being sucked into the cave. The

cave opened by the Little Hell Gate also shrank, just

like the situation of Bellier.

"How did you escape it?"

I have come to the conclusion now, that is, the attack

power of the sword is incomparable to the strength I have

gained so far, but I deeply feel that I cannot use it well. I

stared at my right hand.

"What power is this?"

In this case, can I really take this power for

myself? Although unbelievable, I don't want to let this

power go hand in hand, I am contradictory.

I felt that the surrounding environment had changed. I

looked up. The trees that had grown so far, now began to

wither. The strange plants produced by Echidna are

probably because they are prosperous.

"Go ahead!"

I whispered and looked at the headquarters of the Order

behind the forest. Berial, Bael, Echidna. The words of

Agnus are made in the small hell gate, then the demon

that appears in the small hell gate is summoned by the

Order. The Little Hell Gate should have disappeared before

yesterday. A lot of demons suddenly appeared, and Dante

appeared in the city, so at the beginning, I thought that

the Little Hell Gate is Dante's masterpiece. But now these

initiators are all religious groups... Then why do they do

this?

Agnus said what summoned demons, captured them, and

white angels that must be driven by the soul. But

nowadays, the Order does not capture the meaning of the

devil, but instead lets the devil, just like deliberately

hurting the public.

"... Is the demon used to delay the time?"

There are a lot of demons that can't be passed in the same

way, and then it will take time to fight. Or try to avoid

fighting, it is necessary to waste time by passing lots with

many obstacles.

I have exhausted this bitterness, from the city to the

castle, from the castle to the forest, and then from the

forest to the headquarters... It took a long time to go

there.

"I don't want him to be close to the headquarters of the

Order..."

Dante appeared to assassinate the Pope. The purpose is

still unclear. If Dante and the sect have a private venge,

then he will definitely go to the headquarters of the corps.

Then the sect considers this point, so the demons are

released. This idea is lingering in the brain.

"What happened in the end... What did the Order think?"

In order to see the person who can answer many of my

questions as soon as possible, I stepped up.

When Dante invaded the headquarters of the Order, he

thought that there would be a large number of police

officers waiting for him, but there was no one here, just

like someone was opened. Thinking that there might be an

ambush, carefully entering the interior of the building,

when Dante walked into the first room, he suddenly

stopped.

"Do you play hide and seek again?"

There was no one in the room, but there was some kind of

breath, but Dante was very clear, that is his partner Trish,

she was in a corner of this room, but did not show up.

"Is it so empty here, is it arranged by you? Actually, some

people don’t care about me..."

Dante muttered on the table placed in the middle of the

room, and the voice of Trish, who had not seen the figure,

came over:

"Half-right, half-right. The guard force is basically

concentrated in the large area where the citizens have

taken refuge, so this building has no one as a whole. There

are some guards at the entrance. I let them leave. After

all, you are almost there. ."

"Ok……"

For Dante, this action is optional. Anyway, he came to

destroy the Order. It is not necessary to avoid the dispute

until now. Trish noticed his thoughts and smiled bitterly:

"There is another reason, not just to make it easy for you."

"Another reason?"

"I just learned that... The sword has been recovered."

When she was at the Fortuna and Cui Xi Mi, she said that

the Yamato could not be repaired. How did it pass this

time, and this statement was subverted? However, Dante

listened to the words of Trish, and did not make a fuss. On

the contrary, it was naturally accepted. The fluctuations

felt before the castle, the resonance of blood, if the magic

sword was just restored at that time, then everything can

be explained.

"It turned out to be..."

But Dante muttered, Trish was very surprised:

"Are you not surprised?"

"I was guessed by me."

"The person who restored the sword is a Knight of the

Order called Nero. But he didn't know the true face of the

Order... I don't know how he did it."

Dante remembers the name Nero, the wonderful young

man who once worked in the opera house. Is that girl his

lover? It seems to be called him.

"The one named Nero is a silver-haired boy?"

"you know?"

"I have seen it twice. So, when I saw him for the second

time, I had a strange feeling..."

When I first thought about it, I felt this feeling when I first

confronted you. It was the feeling that only people with

the same blood could notice, but the feeling at that time

was too weak, and there was no way to judge. But the

second time I met, I met after the castle, and the young

man named Nero had already evoked the fluctuations of

the blood-connected soul that could not be questioned by

Dante.

It was only then that Dante ignored the fluctuations of the

sword that were circulated by the people in front of him.

Maybe Dante thinks that the strong undulations of the

previous ones still remain in their bodies.

"The Order is going to arrest him and take back the sword,

so he sent the head of the Knights. The guards are also

opened to prevent you from hitting the Cavaliers when you

are fighting with the police. Anyway, they take them. With

the magic sword, we don't have to mess up any more."

Trish said with a smile. Maybe she didn't realize it, or she

didn't meet Nero. Moreover, even if they have met, this

kind of thing that only bloody people can feel, she can't

detect it is justifiable.

"The little devil...maybe my relative."

Dante told Trish with an uncertain tone, and Trish took a

breath after listening to it:

"Family... Is it another son of Sparda?"

Dante’s father, Sparda, suddenly lost his trace on a certain

day, and his life and death are unknown. But he should not

return to the place that was once led by him.

"I don't know... I don't think so. It should be another

one..."

Trish seems to have not understood Dante's words, but

Dante has no intention to explain it further.

"...What do you want to do? Are you going to save the little

devil? If you go now, you still have time."

For some restless Trish, Dante smiled and stretched a big

stretch on the table:

"No... I have to wait. If he is defeated by the Knights, I

will kill the guy and take back the sword. If he can win, he

will pass here sooner or later, then I will let him Give it to

me."

Dante yawned and said to Trish, who was silent.

"... Don't tell me that he is your illegitimate child?"

Dante closed his eyes and yawned again, muttering:

"This joke is not funny..."

Walking out of the forest, after a few man-made sections,

you can see the white building of the headquarters of the

Order. Now you will not get lost. Go straight ahead and

aim at that building. When I came to the square in front of

the headquarters, I stopped. From the direction of the

headquarters, I came to a man slowly. Although I couldn’t

see the appearance, the over-the-top and neurotic walking

posture was Credo. And when Credo walked closer and

closer, I found his face very gloomy, as if he were going to

fight. I put my right hand in the pocket of the windbreaker

and hid it:

"Don't be so glaring at me..."

When Credo stopped a few meters in front of me, I said to

him, and Credo did not say a word, still staring at me.

"You shouldn't listen to that Agnus playing a small report?

But he first provoked, I am angry and normal."

I said half-jokingly, but Credo still didn't talk, and his face

told me that it wasn't a joke now. I sighed and stopped

talking to him, but said that I was bored in my heart for a

long time:

"Credo... What do you want to do in the church? Do you

know the guy named Dante? What is the power of the

devil? What is the hell gate?... What the hell is it? What

are you hiding?"

For me, step by step, Credo slowly moved his right hand

and placed it on the hilt of the waist.

"...I don't have to answer your question."

Pulling out the sword slowly, Credo pointed the blade at

me.

"Hand over the sword, Nero. It's not something you should

take."

I am not reluctant to smash the magic sword. As long as I

can say the reasons that can be accepted by me, I can still

go back in a big way, but I can't stand this avoidance

problem, and I threaten the same thing as the robbers.

"... answer me Credo!"

At the same time as I yelled, Credo waved the sword.

I jumped behind to escape the attack, and he immediately

cut the second sword to me. After defending with red, but

he shot too fast, I hurriedly stretched out my right hand

from my pocket and grabbed his sword with the hand of

the devil. Seeing it all, Credo frowned:

"...has you been possessed by the devil?"

I bounced the sword of Credo and shook my head and said:

"You listen to me explain... I don't want to fight with you,

hurt you, Kyrie will be sad."

After listening to me, Credo laughed:

"Break me? It seems that you were underestimated..."

Said, Creed's body, which slowly held the sword, covered

with a layer of pale gold.

"Since you have been possessed by the devil, then I don't

have to hide my power..."

The body of Credo is gradually changing, and it is no longer

a human form, but it is different from Agnus.

"You... is it... you too..."

I whispered as I stepped back. I don't want to believe it

all. I want to know that Credo is as ignorant as I am, or

that I don’t want to be a drowning person from Agnus. I

don’t want to believe that this man who is like a brother is

the same as Agnus, even giving up. Human identity.

Credo now presents a posture of armor, floating in the air

with a golden single wing.

"This is the ultimate evolution of the people chosen by

God... I am an angel."

Angel...Angelo also said, but-

"Credo... In my opinion, you are the same as the devil..."

Credo raised his sword and pointed at me. Suddenly, there

were countless swords around me. The tip of the sword

was all aimed at me. Credo shook the sword down, like a

command, the swords were toward me. Sting up.

"Well……!"

I hurried to jump up, but Credo spotted this and more

when the machine cut to the sword to me, holding back

from the red, although defend his attack, but the body also

greatly collapse, officials fly. After being in the air, after

landing, Credo slowly flew and pointed at me with a sword:

"I am the head of the knight and must arrest you... this is

the order of the pope."

"Is the Pope so important! What do you listen to when he

says it! You don't even want humans to do it, what can

you get!"

Credo couldn't listen to my roar completely, and rushed

over with the sword.

"Credo!"

I turned the charge after the red to the maximum, and I

greeted it in one go. Under the collision of the blade and

the blade, the spark is shot and the impact is clearly

transmitted to the wrist. Under the stalemate, I can't give

back in one step.

When was the last time with the Kredobi sword, I have

forgotten it, and it is Credo who taught me

swordsmanship. I can't communicate well with the people

around me. There is no father or mother. People regard

me as a burden. Therefore, at that time, I was very

desperate for many things and could not do

anything. Credo pointed out the way to me. Whenever I

waved my sword, I would forget all the unhappy things,

just like to follow Credo. I became a Knight of the Order

and unexpectedly received praise from others.

This kind of me, is also worthy of praise? I was abandoned

and crowded, and I can do my best to help others. Credo

taught me so much.

Although I can't learn the attitude of Kleido, I still admire

him. My personality is a bit rigid, but I think he deserves

respect from everyone and is worthy of everyone's love.

"Why... why should I fight you!"

With the blade resisting Credo, I shouted.

"I should say that! ... you betrayed us!"

Credo suddenly pushed me, I swayed back, Credo chased

over, and it was inevitable that my side was scratched by

the blade.

"Well……!"

I endured the pain and wanted to open the body of Credo,

but Credo jumped back flexibly to avoid my attack. As I

pulled out the blue rose, I said:

"I didn't betray anyone... I just want to know the truth of

the matter!"

The bullet that was infused with magic was shot, and Credo

defended it with the shield held by his right hand. He could

attack the huge Echidna, but it was very weak here.

"The truth is no longer meaningful to you who are

possessed by the devil!"

Credo's tone was raised, the sword was stabbed into the

ground, and the hand was lifted over the top of the head,

as if it were corresponding to his movements. A huge spear

appeared in the empty place. Credo, holding the spear in

his hand, threw it at me with a bang. I rolled over to avoid

the spears that came quickly, but Credo's hands

immediately saw new spears.

"You really want to come how to come..."

At the moment of distraction, the spear flew toward me

again. This time I did not evade, but I took the opportunity

to catch it with the hand of the devil.

"Back to you!"

This time, I was throwing a spear to Credo. It may be

beyond his expectation. Credo could not escape the attack

of the spear. He could only resist it with the shield. Look

at the gap. I breathed a sigh of relief. Credo ran, shortened

to a certain distance, I extended my right hand, the devil's

hand caught the shield of Credo.

"Well……!"

Like to get rid of the devil's hand, Credo is trying to retreat,

but my strength is still slightly better.

"This is... the power of the devil!"

"You are qualified to say me!"

I took the shield of Credo with the hand of the devil. When

Kleindo was unsteady, he opened the shield and I started

to beat him with his right hand.

"Who is the devil in the end! Is it me? Or you!"

Without a shield, my attack played a role in Credo. When

the fist hit the squat, Credo slammed on the ground. I

ignored it, but continued to attack Credo with his fist.

"Give me up!"

I again uppercut a blow to his jaw, Credo's body is far more

than fight to fly out.

I don't know how much he has smashed him. Anyway, his

right hand is paralyzed. Credo staggered and stood up

again, holding the sword again. It seems that he has not

completely lost his mind. I can't kill Credo, but if I don't do

my best, I will definitely be defeated.

"...Nero!"

In the moment I hesitated, Credo glided at high

speed. Jumped after two consecutive upward snips and

swung down in the air. Even if he has lost the face of

human beings, Credo's good attack method has not

changed. I have never been able to see through his three

combos, and he has been used for several times by the

wooden sword he practiced.

But now, I can easily see through the unpredictable

attacks. When he swings upwards, he moves the upper

body to avoid it. Finally, the downward blow is used to

jump back and dodge. After landing, I take off the red and

bend down. Then I will Consciousness is concentrated on

the right hand.

"You can only gamble..."

Anyway, I didn't think I could win Credo unscathed, so I

had to use all my strength to stop him. I turned the red

charge to the maximum and concentrated the magic on

the right hand. My whole body was wrapped in blue light,

and I felt the other behind me, the blue demon, the master

of the devil's hand.

"Buddy... look at you...!"

Credo perceives that I seem to be preparing for it. He stops

and guards. I am still a long distance away from him.

There is no way to attack with a sword. But I didn't care.

I used all the strength of this distance to pick up the red.

"Death!"

At the same time as I slammed the sniper, the blue demon

also waved the sword. The attack is a cross-shaped

trajectory, mixed with the red flame and the magic power

released by the right hand, like a burning sword, which is

directed toward Credo.

"what……!?"

Credo tried to block the blow with a sword, but I made an

attack of full strength, which is powerless. The energy

block of the fusion of flame and magic will swallow the

Credo.

Although he screamed, Credo stood still and supported it

without being blown out. I slowly approached Credo,

panting, but this attack, I did not expect to make me so

tired, even so, I still have confidence, by this blow, I can

stop Credo.

Standing in front of Credo, Credo smashed down and then

returned to human appearance. This is what I know,

normal Credo.

"You actually have... so strong...power!"

I will point the red to Credo:

"...tell me everything."

In order for him to determine his own failure, I put the red

blade on the throat of Credo, just like the one that Kredo

did to me when I practiced that year.

Kredo sat down and looked up at me, just at this time -

"……brother!"

There was a woman’s scream behind me, and I wouldn’t

hear the wrong voice. I was busy turning around and really

saw Kyrie.

"Kyrie...?"

Why is she here, I don't know, but as it is now, I just want

to put Credo to death.

"Nero... Why...?"

Just as I was afraid, Kyrie squatted back. I want to explain,

slowly moving towards the direction of Kyrie, but Kyrie is

completely shrouded in fear.

"No... not like this..."

I said that at this time, Kyrie stared at my right hand.

"It's not what you think……"

I couldn't help but hide my right hand behind my back.

Even if I did this, I couldn't change the facts that she saw,

but I didn't want her to see this right hand anyway. Kyrie

was completely speechless, just looking at me with shock,

with a look full of sadness. At this time, the smiling Agues

appeared behind her:

"Just like I told you...? That guy is a demon..."

Agnus looked at me and whispered to Kyrie.

"You bastard...!"

I rushed to Agnus, but I had to stop because he was behind

her in the back of Kyrie, with a huge sword against her

throat.

"Stand up... I will kill this woman in another step..."

When I was helpless, Credo pushed me behind me and

pushed me back.

"Agnus... what are you doing! This is my task, it is not your

turn to join hands!"

Agnus smiled without remorse:

"I am really embarrassed, I am also trying to execute the

orders of His Majesty the Pope..."

"……what happened?"

Credo is obviously shaken, and I can't do anything about

it. Looking at the way Kyrie is afraid, it should be unclear.

"His Majesty has thought that you can't be trusted, so send

me to observe your situation. Now you have lost... So I

will follow the instructions of His Majesty the Pope and use

your sister to let this little devil slap... ..."

Agnus smugly said that Credo sat down on the ground:

"How can it be……"

"Very, very, very unwilling? It is a pity that this is the truth,

you will be honest!"

Agnus insulted Credo and turned his gaze to me, revealing

a sly smile:

"Just... a woman can make you like it... Is she so

important?"

"Let Kyrie let me go... I will to kill you...!"

Agnus is not stronger than me, but Kylie is hostage, too

heavy for me. She is the person I should protect the most,

the person I want to protect most. If I lose her, I will not

have it. Any value of existence, my efforts so far will be a

bubble.

"You still don't know what's going on now? Um?"

Agners squinted and slammed the sword blade against

Kyrie, and the white skin of Kyrie immediately oozes blood.

"……stop!"

I shouted in a panic, I never knew that my voice would be

so weak, Agnus smiled:

"What should you do? Well? When you are asking for

someone, shouldn't it be this attitude?"

I couldn't help but squat down, like Credo.

"Please... let go... Kyrie!"

I begged.

"Then hand over the sword... don't want to play tricks...

just put them in front of me..."

According to him, I showed the sword and put them on the

ground. Agnus looks to Credo:

"Credo... Take the sword to my side."

Credo, who had been head down, listened to Agnus words

and stood up. He picked up the swords. He looked at me

and looked at Agnus, slowly moving towards Agnus. As he

walked, Agnus showed a winning expression.

"...Agnus!"

Credo roared and slammed into his body as he spoke of

Agnus' intentions. The impact made Kyrie out of the

control of Agnus. I immediately ran to Kyrie's side. She

hugged up. But suddenly, my body was pushed out by a

powerful wave.

"Well……!"

I fell to the ground, to get a better look when the end of

what was the situation. I was looking for Kyrie. She had

lost consciousness and fell to the ground because of the

magical influence, but fortunately she was not injured.

"Credo... You bastard, what are you doing...?"

Credo fell to the ground like me, but his position was very

close to Agnus, and Agnus went over and stepped on

Credo's head with his foot.

"You, you want to betray... Your Majesty the Pope...!"

Credo opened Agnus' foot and shuddered to stand up, but

was quickly kicked down by Agnus and fell on the

ground. He is so tired, I am afraid it is not because of the

magic of Agnus, but the reason for fighting with me.

"The Pope’s Majesty uses Kyrie... This is impossible... you

are lying to me..."

"Whatever you think, the heart of the Pope is not, no, no

change! You are a defeated dog!"

Agnus screamed and kicked Credo. When the two were

entangled, I ran to Kyrie again, but I noticed that I was a

step faster than me. He kicked Credo.

"...Credo! I will report your actions to His Majesty the

Pope..."

With that said, Agnus fanned his insect-like wings and rose

to the air, looking down at us.

"Although I should get the sword, but I will deal with you

two, I am not that stupid... I will be here this time...!"

Agnus left this sentence ready to leave, I chased him and

jumped up. Returning Kyrie to me, thinking so, I extended

my right hand.

"Kyrie!"

In the face of me, Agnus didn't have any movements. My

fingers touched the necklace hanging down the neck of

Kyrie. In an instant, I was surrounded by white angels.

"Well!?"

The white angel seemed to push me away from Agnus, and

I fell heavily on the ground.

"Little devil! If you want this woman, you will come with a

magic sword!"

Agnus led the white angel, laughing and disappearing from

my sight, and I could only look at it all blankly, the only

thing left was the broken necklace in my hand.

"Credo... Are you still alive...?"

I stood up and asked, Credo still lie on the ground, and

even looked up and seemed to use the strength of the

whole body to answer:

"……probably."

"That guy... Where is it going? Where is it between the

arrivals?"

"At the bottom of the department... only the cadres can

get in and out."

After that, Credo finally stood up and shivered.

"I now know why the Pope is going to catch you... I am

afraid, he thinks you are a Sparda-born person..."

Credo looked at the sword in his hand.

"Sparda...what...?"

"Between the advent, it is the place where the savior is

placed in the construction of the sect.... In order to

complete the savior, two things are needed... one is the

sword Sparda... the other is the son of the Swordsman...

”

What savior, what Sparda, I can't understand.

"How do I sound like I am a descendant of Sparda?"

Credo did not answer my question, but threw the sword to

me.

"Now there is no time to explain to you... I am very worried

about Kyrie. Go ahead, I will come later... I must

determine the true purpose of His Majesty the Pope..."

"I know."

I nodded and started to go to the headquarters of the

Order.

There is no one in the headquarters of the Order and there

is no one demon. But every room I passed through left a

trace of engagement, and as I moved forward, the pain in

my right hand became more intense.

That guy is here, somewhere in this building, I am afraid

it is the only way I can go to my destination. It’s ironic.

When I chased him, I couldn’t find any clues about him.

Now, when I have to worry about other things, I have to

give up and hunt him, but it is easy to predict where he is.

Or is he waiting for me? why? I don't know, but in any

case, there is no time to think about it now. There is only

one way to go, and it is impossible to avoid him.

"...you are really slow."

When I entered a strange, spacious room, Dante waited

for me in the corner of the room, and he shrugged towards

me.

"Sorry, I have no time to take care of you."

As I spoke, I pushed Dante to the other place and wanted

to get around him. The Dante behind it grabbed my

shoulder with irresistible force and forced me to turn to

face him.

"That's embarrassing, I can find you something..."

Really a self-righteous man, he knows all the tone, his

attitude, his unreasonable style, all make me angry.

"Let me touch me!"

I waved his hand, but Dante smiled:

"What's the matter... The mood is so bad... What

happened? Can I talk to you?"

In the face of this ridiculous tone, I couldn't help but clench

my right fist, but Dante's eyes moved to my right hand,

and he scratched his head:

"Forget it... In short, I am looking for you, I want to get

the sword back."

Hearing his words, I could not help but protect my right

hand with my left hand. Yamato, definitely refers to the

sword, why Dante will know about this? If it is a member

of the Order, things have been revealed to Agnus, then the

knowledge is taken for granted, but Dante is afraid of

being hostile to the Order, how did he get this

information? And he looked at my right hand and said that

he would take the sword back, that is, he already knew it,

and the sword were boarded in my right hand.

"Why... you will know... the sword of the knights..."

I asked without hesitation. At the beginning, Dante was an

unidentified man, but now he got the magic sword and

gained strength. I feel that this man's strength is

unfathomable.

"The sword was originally my brother's thing, so why are

you holding it now? Have you thought about it?"

"brother...?"

I don't know why, I am a little surprised, this man has a

family, I really can't imagine. Dante was leisurely leaning

on the pillar standing in the room, picking up the big sword

behind her and pointing at me:

"After the death of my brother, the sword belongs to me.

In short, I don’t know why it has flown into the city... but

in any case, it is not a fool who can be delivered to it,

so my family will take responsibility for management.

That's all."

Its former owner is no longer in this world. Standing in

front of me is his brother, telling me that I will return the

sword to him. If it is someone else, I may laugh at what

he is saying, but this man, no matter how absurd, I think

this is a fact. But even if Dante’s sentence is true, I can’t

hand over the sword. Now I really need it. If there is no

sword, I can’t save Kyrie. The purpose of the Order is to

smash the magic sword. I didn't have it, the Order didn't

care about me at all, and without it, I couldn't fight with

them.

"Sorry... I won't give it to you."

Saying, I concentrated my consciousness on the right

hand, and showed the sword in my hand. I saw the Dante

in this scene, and the expression was slightly tight.

"If you gave it back to me, I was going to let you go..."

But Dante took his sword out and reached out to me,

slowly:

"...come, kid. I don't hate fighting so much."

It’s this attitude of despising people. I snorted and set up

the sword:

"Let me be a kid... don't be too light!"

I shouted and rushed toward him, picking up Blue Rose in

the left hand and firing a few shots to contain his

actions. Dante leisurely countered with a large sword to

resist, I was immediately bounce back to go, although it is

expected there will be such a move, but so easily I was

suppressed and my self-confidence was actually hurt.

"I thought you had a lot of skill, there was not much

progress at all!"

Dante said, jumping up and put back behind big sword

hands appeared two pistols, and that two hand guns are

like a machine gun fired a high-speed bullet.

"...!"

I jumped and tried to avoid it, but the rain did not bite

loosely. I felt that I couldn’t avoid it in the air. I quickly

turned the sword and formed a barrier in front of my body.

The bullets were blocked one by one. After landing, Dante

also fell to the ground, but he did not know why he did not

take immediate action, but laughed.

"……what's so funny!"

I couldn't help but ask, but Dante shook his head:

"No... just seeing the nostalgic scene, I can't help but

laugh. "

He said so, I am completely ignorant. I focus my magic on

my right hand:

The right hand held the gun and fired the magic bullet.

Dante prepared to block the attack and set up the figure.

However, my purpose was not Dante, but the pillar next

to him. The bullet hit the stone pillar, but it was not

finished yet, nothing happened at the moment.

"...you missed it."

Dante said with a smile, slowly turned to look at the

pillar. I laughed:

"You'd better stay away."

I did not care to remind him that with the character of the

guy, even if he let him go, he would not be obedient, as I

expected, but Dante looked at the pillars motionlessly, and

then the bullets embedded in the pillars happened. A

violent explosion.

"Oh oh...!?"

Because of the magical relationship, the explosion has a

certain time difference. Although it is only speculation, it

is very successful. I don't expect it to be a major blow, but

at least it can make him feel flawed. After charging the red

to the maximum, I ran to Dante.

The first hit was to use the red and the lower jaw, but

Dante used to resist with the big sword. Look at this gap.

I cut it horizontally with my sword. In this case, the blade

will definitely cut his body.

However, Dante resisted the sword with the other hand.

He was injured and the blood dripped from his palm. I

thought that I had a dominant position, but it was just the

opposite. I want to pull back the sword, but Dante is

holding it, ordinary humans, no matter how hard, as long

as I want to take the sword back, then the fingers will

definitely be cut off, but the power of Dante stop the sword

from being moved.

"I took back the preface, and you can play this kid."

In the face of this state of affairs, Dante still smiles and

does not change. No matter how much effort is made, I

have no way to break this smile.

"I am not a kid!"

In order to leave Dante's containment, I slammed into his

abdomen. His strength to hold the sword was weakened a

little, but Dante's body still remained motionless, but I fell

back.

"You don't have enough strength to kick this kick. The first

time you met, the face is full of strength. Would you like

me to teach you Chinese Kung Fu?"

There was no expression of a bit of pain, but Dante said

while half-jokingly posing the posture of Chinese Kung

Fu. Can I really defeat this man to move on, my heart is

full of uneasiness, I want to get strength, and now I am

willing, but it is not human. Even so, there are still

insurgent opponents in front of me, how can I be good.

Want to admit defeat? Still knowing that it will be

defeated, but still fighting? I want strength, I want more

power, and the power is not enough now.

"I want more power...!"

I clenched my right hand and the blue light surrounded

me. Another me, the demon in my heart.

"Try it out...!"

I fired a few bullets at Dante, and there were countless

swords on the back of the demon aid. The swords also

smashed to Dante.

"...you will do this too? Open your eyes!"

Although it is the power I just got, Dante seems to have

easily avoided it as early as possible. But I can't give up

because of this. Like Credo, I released a cross-shaped

sword, but it didn't work for Dante. Although it looks a bit

shocking, it is impossible for him to lose his way. power. In

this way, I gradually couldn't make any tricks, just rushing

toward Dante and waving the sword with brute force. In

the end, I used the strength of the spurs of the whole

body, and Dante used the skills of the matador to flash. I

couldn’t turn around and fell heavily on the ground,

hurriedly trying to stand up, but Dante stepped on me with

my feet. The arm and neck were also brought up by the

big sword. I completely lost my resistance, glaring at

Dante, and Dante looked at her head in an incredible way:

"...what is this expression? If you want to say something,

just say it."

I will look away from Dante:

"...you are not serious at all."

I said, although I don't want to admit it, I don't want to

admit it. I know it very well. Dante took the sword away

and used it as a crutches:

"That's it - although I really want to say that, in fact, I am

very serious? I haven't breathed so much for a long time."

"I want to kill you... but you didn't want to kill me."

I stood up and said, Dante looked at the ceiling:

"Experience problem, I have been doing this for a long

time."

Dante sat on the table next to him and pointed to the

sword in my hand with his hand:

"The sword seems to be able to fuse and separate the

world and the devil world. As I said before, I can't give it

to untrustworthy people, and it is also a thing for me to

commemorate my family..."

I can't win Dante. After acknowledging his ability, I can't

say any excuses. I can only return the sword. Anyway, I

can't win the man. But even so, even if I agree with him,

I don't want to let the power of getting out. I have a strong

unease about losing all of this.

I want to protect Kyrie, which is one of the reasons. But in

any case, I have been fascinated by the power of the

sword. If I lose my sword, I will no longer be complete -

this kind of hunch dominates my body and mind.

"Even if this is the case... I need it... I..."

I whispered, Dante said in a voice with a smile:

"...well, keep it."

I looked at Dante inexplicably:

"Keep...it?"

"I said that? I will not give untrustworthy people, so if it is

you, I can lend it to you for a while."

I want to say something, but I can't find a way to export.

Dante looked at the exit of the room:

"Go, do you have something to do?"

He said this, I went to the exit. At this time, Dante raised

the sword and blocked my way.

"...I still want me to hand it over?"

I asked, but Dante shook his head.

"As the rent of the sword, tell me your name and go.

Although it is heard anyway, it is better for me to tell me

this by myself."

I didn't expect him to ask me this. I suddenly felt a little

shy.

"...Nero."

I said my name, but Dante laughed:

"Yes, I am Dante, I will take care of it in the future, little

devil."

I also laughed:

"I know... your name is not bad."

After that, I continued to move forward, and Dante

muttered behind me:

"That's a thank you."

As if waiting for Nero's departure, Gloria appeared. There

was no intention to hide her, and she stopped at the

position behind Dante. Dante slowly turned her back and

saw Gloria's expression a little sluggish.

"……first meet."

Gloria said. Dante seems to want to answer seriously, but

still laughs:

"Hidden for so long, I still think about what kind of

dressing... It’s a masterpiece!"

Gloria's appearance, like her true identity - Trish, is very

similar and very different, because it has changed, so it is

certainly not a matter of course, but sneak into the devout

and rigorous Fortuna, this dress It’s too much fun, it’s very

funny. In the face of Dante, who laughed a lot, Trish

immediately recovered his original appearance from

Gloria's state, and then stared straight at Dante.

"...I didn't hide it. It's easy to unlock the spell, but it still

takes time to change it. If you contact with you in that

way, it will be bad. I have to consider the worst case."

Although Trish said this, it was actually because of fun and

wanted to play Dante. Of course, she didn't want to admit

this, so she made a lie.

"...that little devil, let him go so far?"

Looking at Dante, still laughing, Trish reminded him to

ask. The purpose of Dante and so on here is to get back

the sword. If Nero is left, not only can it not achieve its

purpose, but even the sword may fall into the hands of the

church. Tracy has investigated that Nero is now hostile to

the Order. His current actions are to rescue the girl who

was taken by Agnus and is probably his lover. Dante, who

finally calmed down, looked at the direction in which Nero

left:

"...nothing wrong? This little devil has something better

than imagined. In the end, give it to him first."

When I heard this, Trish was a little uneasy. If Nero lost to

the Order, then the Vergil's Yamato would definitely fall

into the hands of the Order. But it would be fine. The

problem is the Savior, the weapon known as the Savior.

Trish knows that the Order is secretly building it, but I

don’t know the details. Although Gloria became a cadre of

the Order, the Order still does not allow her to contact the

Savior. Maybe the Pope does not trust him. After all, this is

teaching. The trump card of the regiment. However,

regarding the savior, Trish still knows some intelligence,

that is, the sword Sparda and the person with the sword

of the Sparda. With these two things, the Savior is truly

completed.

"If the child is as you said, it is your relatives... isn't that

bad?"

Trish said this, but Dante snorted:

"At that time, I will help the little devil to wipe his butt. If

he is my relative, I will help him more."

After listening to this, Trish shrugged.

At the bottom of the headquarters of the Order, the bottom

personnel like me are never allowed to enter. I used to

think that it was incredible. It was built there, but I refused

to let people in, and I wouldn’t let people get close. What

is the significance of such a place? It is too far-fetched to

let the cadres go in and out.

So, most people think that the EOC top places some people

cannot see, such as the Foreign preach abstinence, back to

private life, or take donations of money to do some bad

things, and so on. And my unfounded speculation

is actually a fact, no, if it is only this level of evil, then it

will not be so nerve-racking.

Along the way, I saw a variety of things, the most terrible

of which was a room with numerous cages. Each cage was

numbered. It contained a variety of demons like

experimental animals. Half of the body is human, and the

other half is indeed a demon thing.

"They...not a demon?... Is it..."

I think of what Credo said, those who are chosen by God

will evolve into angels. If they are not chosen by God, what

will those people look like? The people in this cage have

given clear answers. I passed through a cage, and they

didn't say anything, because it was useless to say it? Or is

it because there is no sound?

The longer I stayed here, the more I felt embarrassed and

wanted to go out from here, but went to the exit, but

stopped in front of a cage.

"You, Tonio...?"

His left half has become a beast, but this person is indeed

Tonio. I put my face close to the cage and looked at him

carefully. Tonio was astonished and shrank to the other

side of the cage. Every time I see a man who has to grin

and sneer a few words, now it is shaking like a small

animal. I look at the cages that are numbered together,

and the creatures there are no longer human.

"The one over there... wouldn't be Sagan..."

Tonio and Sagan, after the incident a month ago, they

have been working hard. At that time, they should still be

ordinary humans. After the incident, I have seen several

faces with them, but my right hand is Nothing happens,

and their appearance has not changed.

"This is... what the hell is happening...!"

I was angry and burned, and I couldn’t help but punch a

wall. The Tonyo inside gave out a cry that I didn’t know

how to describe it. When I realized that this person is no

longer the Tonyo I know, I have nothing to do but grief.

. I don't know what happened to them, maybe Tonio, who

wants to gain strength, took the initiative to ask, perhaps

by the aussie's rhetoric, even unwittingly applied strange

magic.

Either way, it gave me a strong indignation about the

Order. I don't like Tonio and Sagan, and they certainly

don't like me. I don't like to stick to the rules, but also love

to mess, because with Credo grew up together, so it will

not be too severely punished, Tonio and Sagan must see

that I am not pleasing to the eye.

And I am close to Kyrie, which is one of the reasons. They

have special feelings for Kyrie. As a bystander, I can see

very clearly. However, I am close to Kyrie, but it is just

that her parents like me very much, and I am raising them

as a family member, and I do things regardless of the

consequences, and Kyrie, who loves to worry, always pays

special attention to me.

I laughed when I thought about it.

"No, not like this... not like this..."

I whispered, Tonyo looked at me with a strange look, did

not speak.

"It’s too old-fashioned to be raised like a family.... Of

course, Kyrie's parents were really good to me... just, even

if it’s not, I’ll probably value Kyrie... Like you..."

I have to go to save Kyrie now. She is very important to

me. It is not simply because her parents are kind to me. I

am raising an adult. I regard her as a pure woman. I didn't

tell her about this. I haven't been sure of my own

thoughts. Does this kind of person have such feelings for

her, will it make her feel sick? But before I saved her, I

had to sort out my own thoughts. I don’t know why, I saw

my comrades in the past, and I made up my mind.

"Do not worry... I will go to save Kyrie... I will also go to

the guys who turn you into such a thing."

I said that the person who used to be Tonio seemed to

smile at me. They must also want to protect her, so they

want to get strength. And I am just lucky.

"So, at least in that world, add fuel to me..."

I smiled and walked out of the room. There is no other

way, I can't destroy the cage and let them escape in this

form. I don't know how to get them back. Thinking of this,

I still feel that I am incompetent. But I have to rescue

Kyrie. I should have this power. I said to myself and set

foot on the stairs that connected the lowest floor.

Agnus is now in the interior of the Savior. The Savior is a

giant weapon that symbolizes that the Order will guide the

world into a bliss. This is the same as the principle of a

white angel by enclosing the magic in an artificially

manufactured casing. But the white angels use the outer

shell extracted from a single demonic, and then wrap the

devil's soul as a driving force, and the structure of the

savior is more complicated, and the relatively white angel

is the weapon used for mass production, and the savior

must become a unique existence.

To this end, the housing Agnus culture Savior various sorts

demon cells, only high strength, ductility and

regeneration, conduction velocity magic also very

advantageous. Moreover, it also has an internal

combustion device called the Magic Heart Furnace, which

is not available to white angels. Like the human heart, it

continuously delivers the magic extracted from millions of

demons to each of the great bodies of the Redeemer.

corner.

Because of the superior outer casing and internal

combustion device, the savior is huge but not agile, and

the overwhelming power is the strongest weapon. The

construction of the Savior is a masterpiece of Agnus'

research. However, Agnus is also aware of its

imperfections. No matter how much magic is filled in the

magic furnace, the amount scattered everywhere is not

enough. Today's situation can be driven, and the devil will

never lose.

However, in theory, it is still far from exerting its maximum

strength. This is also due to the fact that the Savior is too

large, and millions of demons are still in the water.

Therefore, Agnus once gave up the perfection of the

Savior.

It was then that Gloria appeared, and she brought to the

Order the Sparta, the long-awaited sword of Agnus. This

was once the sword of Sparda, the magic swordsman who

defeated the devil, and also a symbol of his magic. If the

magic is extracted from the sword Sparta, the magical

power of the Savior can be supplied.

Agnus thought so, but there was still a problem. The sword

Sparda did have the magic of almost fear. The problem is

that this magic can only be completely guided by Sparda

himself.

However, the Pope Sanctus, who received the report from

Agnus, said without hesitation:

"Can the son of Sparda do it?"

The son of Sparda does exist in the world. There is no

doubt that he once sealed the demon king who tried to

resurrect. Since then, he has continued to hunt the devil

in various places. The Order has been monitoring him.

When he knew his existence, some cadres proposed to

invite him to Fortuna to sacrifice as a living god. However,

after a period of secret surveillance, the voice gradually

disappeared. It is.

Because he is too human, he runs a business in a run-

down town, likes to listen to rock music, drink red wine to

eat pizza during the day, and he not only uses swords, but

also uses guns and other weapons, which greatly deviates

from teaching. The teachings of the regiment.

He is the son of Sparta - Dante.

He did inherit the blood of Sparta. If he was, he would be

able to lead the magic hidden by the sword Sparda with

infinite proximity to the power of Sparda. From that day

onwards, the Order of the Church took the premise of

capturing Dante as the core of the Savior. The plan was

revised. Everything was for the sake of God. Now, the plan

is revised again and finally to the final stage.

Instead of using Dante, but with another Sparda kin, the

young man named Nero. The repair of the Yamato is not

possible through Agnus, but he did it with ease. The reason

is that he must have the genes of Sparda. If not, this kind

of thing is impossible. As for why he has the gene of

Sparda, it is not clear, but Sparda has stayed in Fortuna.

It is entirely possible that he left his descendants in some

form. Agnus thinks so. Moreover, Dante is too tricky for

the Order, capturing him and trapping him into the

salvation subject is almost nonsense.

What is Nero? His strength is not weak, but he is certainly

not as good as Dante. Moreover, he also has the obvious

weakness of Kyrie. As a result, it is quite easy to contain

him. The magic that Nero can lead is estimated to be no

more than Dante. But if Nero is the core to complete the

Savior, it is estimated that he can compete with Dante, so

that Dante will defeat this. It's much easier. Agnus, who

fine-tuned it in the room where the magic furnace was set

up, smiled faintly.

When reach the lowest level, I have some doubts

myself that everything in sight. Here stood a huge statue,

there are one hundred meters ...... no, perhaps even

higher. It is a bit similar to the Sparda's stone statue in

the opera house, but it is not exactly the same. I want to

say that this thing is synonymous with bad taste.

The spiral staircase around the stone statue, surrounded

it, walked down the stairs, to the open area of the middle

section, I stopped, here facing the stone statue, in the

position of its chest.

The right hand is hurting. This is evidence of the presence

of demons nearby. I looked around and looked around,

then looked up at the head of the stone statue. The pope

was standing there. When I was down the stairs, there was

no one, where was it from, or from the very beginning.

? Anyway, the demon that I have sensed must be the

pope. He was shot in the head by Dante, but now he stands

in front of me. Only this point, you can know that this man

is no longer human.

"...Do you not feel the sacred glory? The appearance of

this savior."

The pope looked at the stone statue that was stepping on

his feet and listened to his tone. It seems that this stone

statue is the savior. I snorted:

"It's quite good with your taste... If it's me, I won't stand

on the head of the savior, too much of awe."

The pope looked down at me with a cold look. I didn't have

close contact with him. Most of the time I only looked at

the man from afar, but as far as I know, he would not look

at others with this kind of vision. However, he is very

suitable for this cold-eyed look, I am afraid this is his

nature.

I slowly pulled out the blue rose and pointed the gun at

the pope.

"Where is Kyrie..."

In the face of my questioning, the pope smiled and waved

his right hand. I thought he was ready to attack me. When

I was alert, the stone statue called the savior, the place

where the sapphire looks, slowly appeared in the body of

Kyrie.

"...Kyrie!"

I call, she seems to have lost consciousness, like being

trapped, and bowing her body without saying a word.

"Do you want to be integrated with her?"

The pope suddenly said such a sentence, I did not know

what to say, he continued:

"In the realm of salvation, it is true that it is combined with

her...I don't feel very good? This is the proof of long-

lasting love."

I don't want to listen to his enchanting temptations. The

fingers on the trigger can't help but increase the strength,

but this may hurt Kyrie. I bite my teeth and take a sip of

the Pope:

"The old man will swear by himself... I don't want to pull

it down with you."

The pope only changed his face slightly, and once again

swung his right hand, Kyrie slowly returned to the interior

of the Savior. At this moment, Kyrie seemed to have

recovered her consciousness and looked at me.

"...Kyrie! I will save you! So... believe me! I-"

Without waiting for me to finish my words, Kyrie's body

was completely swallowed up by the Savior.

"Well, since this will give you a little color to look at.

Although it is not finished, you are also a good object to

test the strength of the Savior..."

In the face of the smiling pope, I shot the bullets with Blue

Rose, but the pope appeared a layer of glowing barrier

around the body, and the bullets were all reversed.

"How can this kind of toy fight? If you want to beat me,

you don't have to use a magic sword, but you can't."

This is probably his purpose. Although I am clear, I will

show the sword.

"That's what you want...!"

I concentrated my magic on the right hand and waved the

magic sword. The sharp blade formed by the magic flew to

the pope. The pope saw the inside and disappeared into

the savior. Although I don't know what the principle is, I

am afraid he can enter and exit the savior freely. Just

now, Kyrie’s situation is also thanks to him. The magic that

I released hit the head of the Savior, but the Savior was

unscathed.

"This guy……!"

I was amazed at the sturdiness of this thing, but the Savior

began to vibrate slightly, and the vibration was slowly and

intensely, just like an earthquake, the room was

destroyed.

"It will move...!"

As soon as I finished, the Savior lifted his right hand up

and took it to me at an unimaginable speed. I barely

jumped back and avoided, but the foot was unstable

because of the impact. This time it used the left hand, like

to capture me horizontally, I was preparing to jump up,

but found that the right hand has begun to prepare for the

next shot, if J=just jumping in the air, I will definitely be

hurt by my right hand, I will set the magic sword to deal

with the left-hand attack.

"Bastard...!"

I tried not to insist on being this force burst open, although

very powerful savior, but it was finally smashed down. It

left hand is greatly pushed back to when the right hand

shot down, I successfully boarded its right hand, rushed

towards the face of the Savior. I don't know if this will work

for it, but if you don't destroy it, it is estimated that there

is no way to save Kyrie.

"watch out!"

I jumped up and tried my best to cut the sword straight

down. Its blade was deeply embedded in the head of the

savior, but it was too big, and the wounds of the sword

were visible. The savior is like being smashed by

mosquitoes. And this small wound has been repaired when

I pulled the sword to the ground.

I took a hard time thinking about the countermeasures.

The pope appeared on the head of the savior and looked

down at me like a victory:

"It’s useless, this kind of worming in front of the Savior is

meaningless!"

"……that's true."

I sighed and said to myself. It’s really hard to destroy this

big guy.

The Savior is now stopped. Perhaps the Savior can only be

active when the Pope is in it. Then, as long as the Pope is

killed, the Savior is not afraid, but the guy must be aware

of this, and he is now in front of me, is the enemy, so if

you seize this point, you may find a breakthrough.

. Focusing on the right hand, I looked up at the Pope.

"...What's wrong? Have you given up?"

When the pope finished, I shot the bullet full of magic.

Although he immediately opened the wall, the bullet shot

at his feet. This trick has been used to deal with Dante,

but I can't think of a better way. The pope looked at his

feet.

Three, two, one...

I meditated in my mind and slowly shortened the distance.

When the countdown reached zero, I waved my sword and

jumped up. At the same time, the bullets at the foot of the

Pope exploded because of the magic, and seized the pope’s

horror. Let the strength of the whole body cut the sword.

"You scum!"

The hard touch came from my sword to my hand. The wall

of light in front of the Pope prevented the sword, but the

Pope’s expression was not as confident as before. Perhaps

it could easily prevent Blue Rose, but it was not necessarily

attacked by the sword.

"Well……!"

The Pope shouted nervously, although only a little bit, but

the blade of the sword had been embedded in the wall,

and if it was hit, it would definitely damage the wall and

seriously hurt the Pope.

"Don't be arrogant, you demon..."

How to listen to this sentence is bluffing, what he can do

is to desperately maintain the wall, in order to save lives

and delay time.

"You are the devil!"

When I held the sword again, the end of my vision, at the

shoulder of the Savior, Kyrie suddenly appeared. The pope

smiled and said:

"You said she would fall like this...? Now I rushed to save

her, but I still have time..."

As he said, the upper body of Kyrie has been unable to

hang down the ground. If the whole body is separated from

the savior, then it will definitely fall.

"Damn it!"

No time to think, I withdraw Yamato, immediately ran

towards the Savior, must also come and I said to myself,

held out his hand to her, however, I got pulled in too.

"what……!"

Strong power squeezed my whole body, I struggled to

escape, but it didn't work.

"It’s stupid to give up the victory that is close at hand for

love..."

The body of Kyrie's body was fixed in a state where it

would almost fall, and the pope appeared next to her.

The pope pointed at me and forced me to take the sword

from my hands and pick up the sword that floated to my

own. The pope said with a smile:

"Thank me for your compassion, you will be sealed with

the loved ones in the core of the Savior, and will not be

separated..."

I screamed desperately to escape from the savior's palm,

and the pope stroking his long beard opening:

"Yes... but I can remember very clearly. You should be

sixteen or seven years old... Seventeen years ago, it was

the year when I inherited the Pope... That year, in Fortuna,

I met a man..."

Seventeen years ago, Sanctus became a new pope in the

form of the former Pope Soleimani’s who died of the

disease. After a long period of time, I finally boarded the

most noble throne of the Order.

That is, as a young knight Mission to defend the people

and the war, after which he became head of the

commander of the Knights.

In addition to the end of his life, the pope's status is

generally not deprived. The former Pope Solemunes and

Sanctus are almost the same age. Is he dying first, or is

he dying first? Because of this, Sanctus once gave up the

thought of the throne of the pope, but ... he finally did not

give up, Sanctus has a career that he wants to complete

anyway, is to transform the world into his own depiction.

Paradise, the world today is polluted, full of stupid people,

forgetting to be grateful to God and greedy for pleasure.

Someone must change it. Sanctus believes that this is

God's mission to him. To this end, he must become the

pope. Sanctus thought that Solemunes is a mediocre man.

If he tells him about this plan, His answer must be "How

could this kind of thing happen?" and he probably won't

understand the idea at all.

Therefore, Sanctus must sit on the position of the Pope,

draw people's hearts, build a trustworthy confidant, and

work with them to complete God's mission.

It took Sancrus to kill Solemunes, which took two

years. Although it is said to be killing, it is not so direct

with a sword or a gun. Instead, it is a natural encounter

with poison. If you want to achieve this goal, then you will

only be poisoned. As a bishop, Sanctus occasionally had

the opportunity to eat at the same table as the Pope. As a

result, he gradually mixed in the Pope’s food, which is the

toxin that Sanctus extracted from various herbs. Even if

the food is investigated, it will not be so easy to be

discovered. Even if the incident occurs, there will be no

evidence that the suspect can be directed to Sanctus.

The poisonous hand of Sanctus gradually ruined the body

of Pope Solemunes. After two years, no one doubted the

cause of death, and Solemunes was summoned by the

Lord.

As his left and right hands, he was the oldest bishop, and

no one disagreed with the succession of the Pope.

"too long……"

On the day of the succession of the Pope, Sanctus lay down

in a room on the top floor of the Fortuna's Castle, faintly

said. It is said to be the bedroom used by Sparda as the

city owner. The pope will spend the night here and inherit

the noble soul of Sparda. This is the tradition of the Demon

Swordsmanship since ancient times.

"This way... finally can complete the mission..."

As soon as Sanctus was asleep, depicting the ideal

paradise in his heart, as the door was slowly opened, it

seemed that someone had entered the room. At first,

Sanctus thought it was a guard, but if that was the case,

they would knock on the door before they came in, and

they would not sneak into the room. Sanctus, who noticed

this, took the sword hidden in bed in case of accident and

jumped out of bed. Although he is old, he used to be the

head of the knight, and he will not call for help. Then,

Sanctus saw a man, he was not alert, just staring at

himself. The bright moonlight through the window adds a

layer of glamour to the man's silver hair. He wears clothes

that look like from the middle ages, with unfamiliar strange

swords.

"……who are you?"

Sanctus pointed the sword at him, and the man did not

panic, looked away from Sanctus and slowly looked around

the room:

"I am not coming to you... I don't care for me."

He said that Sanctus was in a state of sorrow, as if he was

an intruder, and the man began to walk around the room

and looked at the furnishings and daily

necessities. Sanctus felt that the man was too

unreasonable to take trouble, and he lifted the sword to

his back.

"...you better stop."

The man did not turn to Sanctus, whispered.

"If you are honest, I will not kill you. I just came to follow

the footsteps of Sparda."

Even if he sneaked from behind, he couldn't beat this man.

Sanctus instinctively felt this. At the moment of swinging

the sword, he was shocked by a sharp, cold-cut murderous

murder. It was impossible for human beings. Have a pure

killing.

"You, isn't it human?"

Sanctus asked involuntarily, and the man slowly turned his

head back and said a shallow smile on his face:

"If it is not human, what should it be?"

Is it a demon?

There are occasional demons in the Fortuna area, probably

because there is a strong magic here. The Knights, which

have been formalized in other countries, are very

necessary here. Otherwise, who will guard when the

demon appears? What about the people? Sanctus, who

used to be the head of the Cavaliers, has also confronted

the devil several times. Therefore, this man should at least

not be called a demon. He is different from the demons

that Sanctus has seen.

"Not a demon... then... is God..."

The voice of Sanctus just fell, and the sound of footsteps

rang out of the room.

"His Majesty! You are all right!"

This is the voice of the guard. It may be that I feel an

abnormality in the castle. I am coming back. The man who

was in front of me has moved to the window.

"wait wait wait……!"

Sanctus, who wanted to know the true identity of this man,

ran to the window, and the man opened the window and

looked at Sanctus, whispering:

"I wouldn't hate Sparda as a revered god. I don't hate this

kind of mentality, but remember that I will one day

surpass the gods. Then, you have to think about who

should admire in the end... is the past God, still the Son of

God who has surpassed him..."

Throwing this sentence, the man jumped out of the

window and disappeared into the night. Then the guard

rushed into the room. It is said that several people present

were not known to be stunned by anyone.

Sanctus did not say what he had seen, but told them that

nothing had happened. What does the Son of God

mean? After many years, when I knew that Sparda had a

son like Dante, Sanctus realized the meaning of this

sentence.

"Everything makes sense now. The man must have been

a Spartan-born person. Then he gave birth to you in

Fortuna and a woman..."

After a bunch of nonsense, the pope pointed his finger at

me.

"Ghosts believe!"

It must be his boring delusion. Even if I tell you this, I have

no impression of my parents.

"It’s really a big help for you... At first, we want to use

Dante as the core of the savior, but the strength of that

man is beyond our imagination. But you are also a person

with Spardan ancestry, which is good to deal with. too

much."

" Dante...?"

I can't digest this series of things. The core of the Savior

is the blood of Sparda. Dante's name, that is, Dante is the

person who has Spardan blood.

The pope slowly stared at the sword:

"With the power of this magic sword, Sparda's relatives...

all the conditions are in place... This is finally the paradise

of dreams..."

When the pope squinted at the intoxication, a white

shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. It fell in front of the

pope at a very fast speed. I couldn't help but hold my

breath. It was Credo who had a white winged demon state.

He instantly cut down the pope, and the pope's body flew

far away from the rear, so the hand that bound my savior

was slightly loose.

"Nero! Run!"

Credo looked at me and shouted. I finally broke my right

hand out, but the savior's hand once again clenched me.

Just as I struggled, I heard the painful scream of Credo. I

was shocked and immediately took it. The line of sight

turned to Credo, and his chest was worn by the Pope with

a sword.

"...Credo!"

Credo shivered and grabbed the Pope's neck, and the Pope

ignored it, but pierced the sword deeper into Credo's body.

"Oh argh...!"

Credo, who leaned back, restored the human form.

"Although I received a report from Agnus... I just didn't

expect you to betray me... Why? You should be the most

faithful and reliable man..."

In the face of the question of the pope, Kredo spit blood,

looking down at Kyrie who hanged half of the body from

the salvation subject:

"For the paradise you believe in, I can do anything... even

if I dirty my hands, it is to make more people redeemed...

just, you even use Kyrie and even Kyrie. ... my, my

sister... Her heart is pure and innocent than anyone...!

What kind of paradise is this...!"

Credo wanted to hold the Pope's neck again, but he had

no strength. After the Pope opened it, Credo lowered his

head weakly.

"Credo!"

The pope smiled:

"That is... family... really boring thoughts... what we

believe is only supreme power..."

After that, he pushed Credo's body away, and Credo had

no resistance, and he was separated from the pope, and

Credo's body fell.

"Credo! Grab my hand!"

I extended the hand of the devil to the falling Credo, but

it was a little worse, I could not catch him. In this way, he

could only fall straight to the ground. When I couldn't bear

to look back, I suddenly jumped up and hugged the Crad

in the fall.

"...Dante!"

Dante, holding Creed, landed steadily, smiled at me, and

then put Credo on his side. Beside Dante's side, there is a

blonde woman. I have never seen her, but somehow, this

woman's temperament has a familiar feeling. The pope

also looks at the woman and slowly sighs:

"I finally showed my true face... Gloria."

"Is it really stuffy... I think I should dress more plainly?"

The woman, known as Gloria, shrugged. It seems that

Gloria’s true identity is this blonde woman. Although she

can’t figure out the situation, she should be a companion

of Dante’s companion. . The pope looked down at Dante

and Gloria, revealing a triumphant smile:

"It’s too late for you to show up now... You can’t think of

Sparta’s relatives here! It’s a shame! No one can stop the

Savior!”

I slowly concentrated my strength on the right hand,

secretive, and could not let the Pope notice it. The

opportunity was only once. Now his attention is on Dante,

and he can only take the opportunity to kill him. Moreover,

I am not bound by the power of the savior.

The pope's gaze slowly returned to me, but it still doesn't

work. I haven't accumulated enough power. I clenched my

teeth, but Dante smiled, and the Pope saw it again.

"... is it? In my opinion, is this little devil still a little bit

motivated?"

In an instant, the Pope’s body was stiff.

"Let it be ashes!"

When the devil's hand was huge, it stretched out and held

the Pope's body like the Savior. My physical condition

made me have no time to crush him, and I could only

gamble him on the body of the Savior. This impact caused

the Savior to shake sharply, but the Pope disappeared

from the hands of the Devil. I was shocked by the sharp

tingling in my right hand.

"Oh ah...!?"

I looked up and the Pope was standing in the hands of the

Savior who bound me, and stabbed the sword into my right

hand.

"Abandon the unnecessary struggle! You can't escape! You

will be part of the Savior..."

I have not forgotten that the Pope can freely enter and exit

the Savior, but with my current strength, there is no place

to slap him. If I throw him at the foot of Dante, Dante may

have countermeasures, just, I don't want to do this, I don't

want to rely on that guy. I want to defeat the Pope with

my own strength. Otherwise, will it be empty talk to

protect Kyrie?

The Pope laughed and entered the salvation subject. At the

same time, Kyrie was absorbed. I also knew that my body

was swallowed up by the hands of the Savior. There is no

power to resist.

"What happened to the devil...you gave up?"

Dante asked with a smile. Why did he still laugh when he

got this kind of thing, it must be that his brain had a

problem. For this reason, he is trustworthy, no matter

what kind of danger, Dante will be able to save the day.

"Sorry, my energy is gone... let me sleep for a while..."

When the body was swallowed, I said. The words "help

me", if I die, I will not say anything.

"I don't care about you, return the sword to me? I just

borrowed to you!"

I really want to talk back, but unfortunately, the magic

sword has fallen into the hands of the Pope. This guy is

now knowingly asking. I smiled, even if I can't protect

myself, I still have a little cheap self-esteem.

"...then come and take it yourself."

I said, as my body sank, I lifted my right-hand high and

then erected the middle finger. I heard Dante's bitter

laughter, and then I was completely swallowed up.

I don't know if this is a reality or a dream. When I got back

to God, I was standing in front of me, Kyrie.

"I'm sorry... I didn't protect you..."

I lowered my head... Now, in order to protect her, I swear

to give everything and pursue strength. Now, I still have

not been able to protect Kyrie. I feel very shameful.

"Nero..."

Kyrie slowly reached out to me, I hesitated, trying to hold

it, just as I touched her, Kyrie's body gradually became

shattering light and disappeared.

"...KYRIE!"

Kyrie, who gradually dissipated, smiled at me:

"I am also very sorry for you...all because of me-"

Without finishing, the figure of Kyrie disappeared

completely, leaving only the infinite darkness.

"Kyrie!"

I looked around and shouted.

"I swear! I will get out of here! Out with you!"

My body began to dissipate like Kyrie. I think that Sanctus

said that it is the core of the savior. So, this shouldn't be

trying to put me to death. If that's the case, then there is

hope. As long as I don't die, I still hope to save Kyrie. I

slowly closed my eyes with this slight possibility.

Lost all consciousness.

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To be continue on : Deadly Fortune

Volume 2...