The city of Giordal, Jiorheisee. Before the cathedral, we descended from the sky.
He could not transfer directly to the underground, so he moved to the Redenor Plain, east of the mid-haze, then dug up the underground and flew to Diordal.
Bishop Milan welcomed me. Thought communication He had been informed of his business in <> in advance.
The destination he was guided to was the Choir Festival. Milan touched the strict gate.
"I passed through Gorloana and Devil King Anos"
When Milan said so, the Taisho gate opened slowly. Emerging from inside is a man with a neutral appearance, Pope Gorloana.
"I'm sorry during the prayer"
"No. You said you wanted to ask Viaflare." T r an s lat e d by ｊpｍ t l .c om
"And I want to use the power of traces."
Gorloana nodded.
"Let's go to prison first"
Following Gorloana, we walk the cathedral. Eventually, the stairs leading to the basement will be visible, and the sound of the raging sound will begin.
Gorloana went down the stairs.
"How is he?"
"... I guess I let go of my insaneness. She was holding Ceris' neck all day and muttering something like delirium. I will not do it. " T r a n s l a te d b y Jp mtl.ｃoｍ
"Hmm, then I'm not going to hear about Celis."
Sasha says she was in trouble.
"What can we do to regain our sanity? It's easy."
"... Do you want to take away Ceris' head? If you answer the story, will you return?"
Then Milan said.
"I tried it, but I just shouted like crazy and just shouted, it wasn't a story. She seemed to be paying the crime of trying to drop the canopy. Maybe he was just being manipulated in a good way. ''
"Hmm. It's pathetic."
Gorloana stops in front of a seemingly sturdy door.
"This is the back."
As he draws the magic circle, the door slowly opens. Following the leading Gorroana, we entered the room.
"e……?"
Sasha utters a voice as surprised. Misha blinked with flutter.
Half of the room is in a cage, in which only a lump of ash remains. There is no Viaflare, nor Celis's neck.
"What is this ...? Shouldn't it be ..."
He turns his eyes on jail as Bishop Milan is upset. Tra ns la t e d b y jp mt l .ｃo m
"I received a report this morning that I was assured that I was as usual ... and viaflare, which had lost the power of the dragon, should have no way out of here."
The Father and the Holy Knights are stationed at the Giordal Cathedral. Even if you break the jail, it's hard to get out.
"... Isn't the believer you've confirmed confirmed suspicious?"
Arcana asks. That's a good idea.
"Everyone is a genuine Diordal, and I don't have the keys of this prison except me and Gorroana. Is there anyone who can open it with all his might?"
There are several magic circles in the cage. It builds a barrier and blocks the inside and outside of the prison.
"It's not impossible to break a prison. Someone may have come to help."
As I said, Misha shook her neck.
"Who……?"
"That's right, I told the banned soldiers that the dragon was nesting in their bodies, and honestly, I don't think anyone would be a friend of Viaflare ..."
I turned my evil eye into the cage.
"Gorloana, what happened here? Can you look at the traces of the past?"
"Now, without the trace god, the power of the trace book is limited. If you can identify the connection with the trace of the past you want to examine, I think that you can trace it and reproduce the past events."
"Hmm. Easy."
Tr a nsl a te d by jp m t l.co m I refer to the space between the bars.
"At this point, there is a trace of the space that once distorted and returned. It seems that some magical force worked to rescue Via Flare."
"I've acknowledged"
Gorroana takes out a trace of the book from the magic circle, stares at the point I pointed to, and opens it strictly.
Trace backwards: "The past becomes a trace and is inscribed in the book of my God. Oh, this is the great trace of the miracle of God. It is engraved in this book and traces the past. The Book of Traces, Second Movement <> "
Viaflare floats slightly in the cage. She murmurs, holding Ceris' neck on her chest.
Traces of calligraphy reflect this prison's past.
In the corner, the body of Celis without a neck appears. Perhaps they are maintaining their freshness with magic.
"... I'll come to pick you up ... he's going to pick you up ..."
Her eyes were hardly normal and she was caught in just one idea. Seen from the top, it's like going crazy.
"Even then, do you still want love. As always, a poor woman?"
Via Flare turns around here. A black haze appeared on the other side of the cage.
Gradually, the haze resembled a humanoid, in which a demonic with six horns and a demonic with a large eye patch appeared. The curse king Kaihiram and the Hades King Jesus.
Eges accidentally threw the Red Blood Demon Spearhead Attempt into the cage. The tip disappears and it pierces the via flare.
"... Uh, wow ...!"
Tr a n s la te d by Jpｍ tl.ｃ o ｍ No scratches. The next moment she was swallowed by Seris's neck in a different space, the next moment Viaflare appeared outside the cage.
"... I'm here to pick you up ...?"
Viaflare asks, terrifyingly.
"Bordinos is calling you, right?"
"Bordinos is no longer there."
The Hades clearly asserted.
"That's not the case. He'll be back, promised so."
"There are promises that cannot be fulfilled in the world. It is foolish to wait for those who will not return. It is good to forget the dead and to live a new life."
Viaflare shook his head left and right.
"I told you to meet again. Bordinos, I can't lie only."
Hades sighs. The sharp eyes seemed to be slightly softened.
"A world where ghosts who can't live now wander around."
Kaihiram wrapped the via flares in a black haze and disappeared. At the same time, the haze began to cover the feet of Curse King and Hades.
"Kaihiram. You're all right."
Eges pierces the cage again with a crimson spear.
Magic Flame When a spike pierces the body of Celis lying there, <> burns it and turns it into ashes.
"Ghosts disappear with the ghosts in the past."
In the words of Hades, however, Kaihiram returned an arrogant face.
"Shut up. I haven't borrowed you."
As he approaches Eiges, he points to his face and Kaihiram speaks in a pressing tone.
"I would have said that I would chase even the end of hell and repay it."
The Hades shut for a moment. Then he said it was blurry.
"I'm always crazy, my surroundings are all selfish idiots."
A black haze surrounds them. When they did, their appearance blurred as if they were mixed with noise, and they suddenly disappeared.
The effect of the trace book has ceased.
"It's up to here to trace the traces."
Gorloana says. Immediately, Bishop Milan bowed to me and the Pope.
"Well, I'm sorry. Security was supposed to be in perfect position, but I wasn't aware of the intruder."
"I won't blame. I didn't expect anyone to help Viaflare originally."
Gorloana says. If you miss Via Flare, it won't hurt.
"I'm sorry for the Demon King ..."
"What the Curse King and Hades are, only the deaths have increased, no matter what they noticed."
Then, as if he was sorry, Milan bowed again.
"But why did the Hades help Viaflare?"
Sasha thinks with a strange face.
"Well, he seems to have his purpose."
I held my hand in the cage and released the barrier between them. Unlock Open the iron grate door with <> and enter inside.
"Gorroana, can you trace another trace?"
I stare at the ashes at my feet.
"This is a trace of Celis. I want to see him two thousand years ago."
"The further away you go, the more blurred the traced object will be. You may be able to focus on people other than Celis, and you cannot go back exactly at any time."
"I don't care"
Gorloana nodded and opened the book of traces again.
Trace backwards: "The past becomes a trace and is inscribed in the book of my God. Oh, this is the great trace of the miracle of God. It is engraved in this book and traces the past. The Book of Traces, Second Movement <> "
As the trace of the book shines, another landscape flows as if it were covering the prison in front of you.
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