TL: Zimmings
The blonde unidentified man quickly put a sword into the abdomen of Marquis Chantelle. From the part where the sword was stuck, blue veins stretched out like branches.
His grandfather clenched his teeth. He fell to the floor.
The mysterious man said as soon as he looked at him in a strange way.
âI want him to live because he will be helpful.â
âIt sounded like âIâll leave the Marquis of Chantelle alive as it will help you.â
âWhy are you helping me?â
The unidentified man did not answer. Instead, he took something out and threw it in front of Adrian.
It was Marquis Chatelleâs seal, the familyâs internal organization chart, the map showing the contact information, andâ¦â¦ there was a palm-sized memo.
The assailant said to Adrian, who was quietly looking at the memo.
âKeeping you alive is only for that child. You risk your life to protect her.â
With those words, the person disappeared.
Adrian stood on where he disappeared and read the memo over and over again. There wasnât much written on it.
[The third temple in the northwest on the day the red moon rises.]
Why did the man leave a note and make his maternal grandfather a doll with nothing but his breath?
He was curious about it, so he headed to the third temple in the northwest on the day of the red moon as written in the memo.
And then he met Leblaine.
He realized when he met the child. It was her that the man said to protect.
During the time he couldnât see her, he missed her and thought of her again and again.
She doesnât need him, but he will save her from any danger. Protecting her is something he can do without her permission.
He lived and grew with that in mind alone.
But he, who was lacking, couldnât even help her.
His ten years of training were insignificant and his heart ached.
He lost his balance because of the popeâs attack. As he fell down, the popeâs hand moved as if piercing his shoulder.
At the same time,
âDonât touch my boyfriend!â
Leblaineâs voice was heard, and the evolutionary holy beast that was attacking her unit just before blocked the pope.
A shining ring made of divine power was hung around the neck of the evolutionary holy beast. The ring was long and was held in Leblaineâs hand. Like a leash.
âGo! Step back!â
It really hurt his heart.
Because she kept protecting him, even though it was her that she needed to protect. Even though he knew that he was insignificant, he still couldnât give up.
Decades of years of trying to protect her rolled around the mud.
It was also her who helped him get back up when he fell endlessly.
âTake my hand.â
Then he had to get up again.
Because sheâs waiting for him.
He thought he could do anything again if she reached out her hand. And when they held hands again, he seemed to be a brave conqueror.
Thus, the child became everything in his world.
Adrian smiled faintly at Leblaine, who reached out with a worried face.
âWhat would I do if you smiled so beautifully at a moment like this?â
After standing up, he became a little stronger.
As if he could do anything for her. Just like today.
The popeâs expression was distorted. His body, affected by the raging anger, began to break down little by little.
âLet go. Let go!â
ââ¦â¦.â
âMeria⦠Meria. Meria. Meria. Meria. Meria. Meria. Meria. Meria!!â
His skin flowed down, revealing a bare, wrinkled face inside. His voice was horribly distorted.
Adrian, who raised his body by holding Leblaineâs hand, held her in his arms.
Zachary threw the sword he had around his waist at Adrian, then, he took it with one hand.
Adrian said, hugging Leblaineâs shoulder.
âDirty glances and attention to my lover. Trash.â
As if he could really do anything.
***
In the midst of this, I shouldnât have felt this, but I became shy.
âMy loverâ¦â
He suddenly became coolâ¦
Unknowingly, I pressed my cheeks slightly with both hands and met Zacharyâs eyes.
At this moment, I felt the criticism in his gaze, so I turned to the pope, coughing in vain.
âI prepared everything for you. I⦠me!â
âThatâs called a stalker. All stalkers should be hanged from the square and be beaten to death.â
Thereâs a lot to say about the stalker topic!
I looked with contempt, but the pope did not back down.
Rather, the alter ego of the pope, who became an evolutionary holy beast, was better.
It really does everything I tell it to do. I didnât ask it to die, but I thought it would if I told it to.
Everyone would know. How blindly the pope loved Meria.
So I hated the pope more. I hated that violent mind. I hated his selfishness.
I donât call it love.
âI lived for you. I put all kinds of dirt on my hands only for you. But why isnât it me? Iâm the one who has worked hard for you all my life, am I?
âItâs terrible because youâre like that.â
ââ¦â¦What?â
âYour feelings like that have killed me so many times, so I get goosebumps.â
ââ¦â¦.â
The pope looked at me blankly.
âYou donât know. You donât know that everything youâve done for me has actually killed me, do you? You wouldnât have known that I was living my fourth life after you killed me three times.â
âHow could Iâ¦â
âYou say you do everything for me, but thatâs why I died. Many times more wretchedly.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âThere were times when I fell down and cried when I came back to life. I also begged your God to please kill me.â
ââ¦â¦â
âIs it love that makes you that way?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âYou donât care if I die again, so how can I love you?â
The popeâs eyes shook.
He repeatedly mumbled while biting his lips,
âLieâ¦â¦.â
âLook, how is that love for me? You loved yourself who loved me.â
The popeâs shoulders shook as he spoke without saying anything.
Ha, haha, ha.
He, who was laughing alone like a crazy person with his head down, soon raised his head again.
âItâs love.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âMeria, this is love. How can this not be love when I still want you even if youâre so terrible?â
His skin completely fell down. The shell fell apart and a small eighty-year-old man was completely revealed to the world.
An elderly man with gray hair who is skinny with a bent back was seen.
He staggered.
The stone embedded in the forearm fell down.
It all quickly became holy beasts. The chapel could not hold the large number of holy beasts.
Flying holy beasts soared at once. My ally was pushed back by the wind it caused.
The moment the chapel was about to collapse.
âLady!â
The mage spread their barrier.
Thanks to the barrier, my allies were not crushed by rubble, but the real Trigon fell to the ground.
This was due to the use of such a powerful magical barrier in the templeâs sanctuary, the Great Gate.
Bang-!
The ceiling collapsed and fell on the statue. The real Trigon breathed out only after the medium that had revolved around the pure divine power had collapsed.
I gulped and hardened.
âLeblaine!â
âKid!â
âBlaine!â
My brothers, who were fighting with the priest and my dad, came running to me.
The pope approached me with a group of holy beasts.
His eyes turned black and melted. Like shedding tears of blood.
âIâm not wrongâ¦â
ââ¦â¦.â
âMy love is not wrongâ¦â
Dubblede and the Imperial Army, the chairman and the people of Seria, my aunt, Archduke Locard, Taylor, and Duke Amity all arrived here.
âDamn it, protect the kid!â
âPrepare to fire!â
All the soldiers prepared for the attack, and my family ran to me.
The first one that rushed to the pope was Isaac. The moment when his sword was about to be stuck in the popeâs neck.
Clang-!
With a sharp sound, Isaac flew back.
It is the barrier of the devil that used to be Minaâs.
A group of red lights gathered in the hands of the pope. Soon it became a huge sword. It was clear that it was the sword of the devil Agareth.
Johannâs attack was also blocked by the sword.
âSo he can freely use their abilities without summoning a devil?â
Dad said, âNo!â and reached out to me. Then, the pope approached.
âWe canât win.â
We canât win this.
My instinct warned me.
When I hardened.
âLeblaine!â
Emelineâs voice came from somewhere. As I turned my head, the kid with one of her arms raised threw something at me.
Adrian took it for me. And he opened his hands in front of me.
Etwal.
It was my Etwal.
The pope reached out to me. Black smoke gathered under my feet.
I felt something was heating up in my arms. It was the âjewel that was devilâs passagesâ that I brought just in case.
I put my hand in the pocket.
And,
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bang!
A pillar of light appeared with a violent sound.
It was not only Boone, Purpur, and Baal who came out.
âPlay a more epic march!â
âYouâre doing a tedious job.â
âCome to me, the wounded soldiers.â
Swish!
Something passed the popeâs cheek.
It was Storasâ arrow.
All the devils I have summoned have appeared here.
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