When you wake up, your beautifully trimmed silver hair is visible. His sleeping face is innocent and his appearance is different, but his sister's dreams somewhere remain.
"... I still don't really feel it, but I'm sorry if I forgot to say I'm always coming to see him."
I muttered and gently stroked Arcana's head. She has come to me, even if she has no memory.
Did you remember that promise somewhere in your heart, in one corner of the root?
"……Hmm…………"
Speaking a little, Arcana opens her eyes. The golden eyes were dimly pointed at my face.
"……Thank you……" T r a n s la t e d b y jpmtl.co m
Arcana told me so.
"What is it?"
"I slept yesterday thanks to you"
When Arcana stands up, she draws a magic circle on her own. Her body was wrapped in light and dressed.
I also wake up and get out of bed, in the same way, wearing the Demon King's costume.
"Did you have a dream?"
Tr ans lated b y jpｍ tl.ｃ o m "saw"
"After that, do you think you were reborn as God?"
Arcana still thinks. His expression seemed to be slightly sinking.
Reincarnation "Even if you use the magic of ........., the demons will not be reborn as gods."
"Yes, it is impossible for me to be reincarnated as a god. However, the arcana in my dreams was once swallowed into the dragon's womb and had its roots in an anomaly. Rather, she's targeted by a dragon ... a dragon nucleus? It looks like it wasn't a normal being.
But if so, the consequences of several miraculous coincidences. It's too early to say that it was.
"The Pope Gorloana called me Militia."
"If that's the case, you've come to see me two thousand years ago."
"... I don't know if it's true yet ..."
Arcana says anxiously.
"Do you want to check?"
"... Is there a way?"
"It's a technique to see if you're a Militia. You won't return. If you're halfway ready to know, it's worth trying."
"... I want to make sure ... I guess ..."
Muttered, then Arcana shook her head.
"I want to make sure" Tra n slate d by jpm tl.c o m
Clearly, Arcana restated.
"Do you want to try?"
I leave my bedroom with my mouth. I left the room with my feet. Arcana is following me.
Thought communication While climbing the stairs, I send <> to Misha.
"Today's Daimaou training is cancelled. Go to Gaelajesta. After each preparation, come to the training area of the Demon Castle. ''
After a while, I saw a double door in front of me. When you open it, it is a spacious room.
It is a training ground. It has a structure that can withstand a certain amount of magic and magic swords.
As I walked to the center, I turned around Arcana.
"Origin magic cannot affect the origin of magical power itself. If I originate from the creator Militia and release the origin magic, it will be clear whether you are Militia or not."
"Isn't there any effect on a god who abandoned his name?"
"That's the drawback. If you've lost God's name, you might once be Militia, but now it may not be considered exactly the same. The fact that you can use> means that the connection is not completely broken. "
"Do you judge from the degree of influence of the origin magic?"
I nod.
"The magic that can be exercised depends on the object of origin. If the origin is the creator God Militia, the control of magic will be extremely difficult. Unfortunately, attack magic can not be released properly."
Simply put, the borrowed magic power turns into a runaway state. Do it with all your might and let go. T ran s l a t e d b y jpｍtl .ｃo m
"Okay, just do what you want"
Arcana moves a little away from me. Then he exposed himself without using anti-magic.
"let's go"
The magic circle is drawn from the creation god Militia.
The jet-black lightning bolt makes a clicking noise and clings to my right arm. Makuro Raijin Origin Magic <>.
An enormous bulging black lightning thunders the training ground, with a thunderous thunder.
At the next moment, jet-black thunder, which increased far beyond my expectations, exploded with the force to blow the training ground.
Atmosphere cleaves suddenly, and piles of rubble scatter around. Arcana was undamaged because he held it barely.
"What happened?"
Curiously, Arcana has turned his eyes on me.
"Hmm. It looks like it failed."
Origin magic is difficult to control without knowing its origin.
When it comes from God, it is more difficult to control, and even in the guardian class, the magic power is easy to be rough and it is very difficult to achieve magic.
Even more so when it comes to the creation god Militia, usually, I make magic by making the runaway magic worse.
Transl ate d b y jpm t l.co ｍ Gokugoku Destruction Ash Gun is a good example. On the other hand, stability is achieved by letting the magic power of the creator god and the destruction god, which was the origin, run away endlessly.
However, if the power drops to <>, meticulous magic control is required, and it is extremely difficult to stabilize. Still, it would have been no problem if he knew exactly the origins of Militia.
The proof was possible two thousand years ago. I mean--
"... I guess you've forgotten, or you've made a mistake ..."
"What about the creator?"
"Oh, I can't tell if you're a Militia under these conditions."
Arcana paused for a moment and then said.
"it's no use"
"The only thing that turned out to be inconsistent with the reality of Militia that I remember was harvesting ..."
But what are you forgetting? I can't help but forget it, but I have no idea.
"If you find a trace god, you will surely remember it."
"Do you know where you are?"
"do not know"
But it doesn't have to be. There are ways to find it.
"... Wow, what's this? It's tattered ...?"
Sasha enters the training area and says:
Thunder Emperor “<>?”
Misha had a small neck next to her.
"Wait, you can go anytime!"
"Preparation ... everything ..."
Eleonor and Zechia said. Behind them are Ray and Mass.
"I wish we had a comfortable conversation."
"Ah, uh ... it's annoying that I don't feel like that at all ..."
The sound of a stick sticking with the knuckle resounds.
"Kakakka, but it seems to be a lot more interesting again. The Curse King and the Hades aren't at the bottom of the earth. Ready to pull! "
Erdemade says happily.
"Kenno, kenken, kenken. Don't you think so, Mr. Shin?"
"I think one thing, just stupid."
Shin says next to him.
"Yes, yes, yes, stupid. That's why it's funny.
In subtle rebellion, Erdmade holds his throat and becomes dyspnea.
"Well, Anos Voldigord, isn't he an opponent who can collect your subordinates?"
"The demonic named Celis seems to be my father. Don't be careless."
"Na-ru-ho-do"
Gladly made her lips distorted.
"Well, it doesn't matter if you're a relative or not. The question is, what the man is plotting. Last night I dreamed with Arcana, thinking that the standards of good and evil were crazy. Was doing it. "
In addition, he has the magical power to tie the hand with the Hades and the Curse King and destroy the trace god.
"Gadeshiola, he probably knows the god who doesn't care.
Sasha makes her look steep and Misha holds her hand tight. Pointing to them, Serris refused to call him the apothecary deity Genudunubu.
"Listen for now. If you are stupid, destroy it there."
I don't think I'll get a decent answer when I hear it, but it's true that the dream has a mystery.
You will need to make sure.
"let's go"
Transfer I draw the magic circle of <>. Transfer Looking at it, everyone drew a magic circle of <>.
Exercise the magic and we transfer. The next moment the field of vision turned pure white, Ebelast Anzetta, the Jindai school, appeared in front of him.
When Arcana holds her hand, the main gate opens. We go inside and walk straight to the center of Ebelast Anzetta.
Go through the aisle and open the door.
It was a circular space. Eight seats are equally distributed between the Holy See.
"Hello, you came."
What was waiting was Celis. Beside them are Hades Ejes and Curse King Kaihiram.
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