TL: Zimmings
At the same time, someone took me to their arms. It was Adrian.
The popeâs expression hardened as he faced Storas and Adrian.
âYou always⦠you always take Meria away from me.â
A vicious energy started to come out of him.
When the pope reached for me, Henry tore the improved teleportation scroll.
As me, Adrian, and Henry moved under the tower, the pope chased us with a monstrous speed.
Whoosh!
Baalâs vines entangled his body.
The wave that Storas flew toward the vine became an electric current and flowed along the vine.
The popeâs body burned, but soon a green light surrounded the pope. It was Gremoryâs healing power.
The beasts bit Baalâs vines, and a group of lights flocked in front of the pope who was released. Soon after, it became a book, and I heard the sound of a bookshelf coming out. The pope was gazing at one of the books.
âThis is the library of Storas!â
It was the book that wrote the powers of each devils. It was something I had also obtained.
âI see. He can borrow the powers of the devil without permission, but he didnât have any information on it.â
It means that he did not know all of the devilâs powers, and his understanding of it was also lesser than the devils itself.
So, the power of the devil could only be used to the extent that the Pope knew.
The reason how he can create a ghost army with Booneâs power was probably because he saw me use it.
âIf I know his weakness, I have a chance to win.â
âBoone!â
As I shouted, a strange mist surrounded the ground, and my ghost soldiers appeared.
âLetâs not give the pope time to think!â
My ghost soldier started to fiercely attack the pope.
He became transparent as their spears, swords, and bows touched him.
âItâs Glashalabolasâ powers of invisibility.â
The pope, who reappeared in the back of the ghost army, attacked Boone with an ability called death.
The attack that grazed Booneâs arm was stuck at the wall instead.
âUghâ¦â
Blood seeped onto Booneâs jacket. From the wounded area, clothes and skin began to rot.
[Stupid! Get away!]
Pur shouted.
Death is the only weapon to destroy the devil. Their whole body will rot, and their existence will disappear.
Before he was killed, I grabbed a sword that Boone had dropped and ran towards him.
I cut his arm just below his elbow and fortunately, his body didnât rot anymore.
âGlashalabolas! Take out your power!â
âWhy should I take orders from youâ¦â
âGli!â
Baal shouted at the grumbling Glashalabolas.
Glashalabolas flinched and quickly made his body transparent.
Come to think of it, even in ancient times, Glashalabolas seemed to be stuck with Baal.
Glashalabolas, who disappeared, reappeared with death.
But when the pope stretched out his hand towards death, it vibrated violently, as if it would fly towards him again at any moment.
[What is he going to do!]
Agareth is a devil above Glashalabolas.
He can only hold on for a moment before Agarethâs death comes to him.
But if the pope gets his hands on death again, the devilsâ¦!
âWhat should I do? How should-â
Cold sweat dripped from my palms. For a moment, I saw my etwal, which I unintentionally held tight.
âEtwalâ¦â
[Etwal is a tool that connects the devils to our world!]
Baalâs words came to mind.
âWhat if I could use etwal to take away the deathâ¦?â
I murmured, and Pur looked at me.
âNo way! You canât subjugate the devil without granting its wish!â
âNot Agareth, but death. If only his ability, wouldnât it be possible to keep it?â
âHeâs a devil under Neliard. They canât be subjugated as youâre the child of Serga.â
âNo, it is possible.â
It was Baal.
Pur and I looked at him at the same time.
Baal said.
âThink about it, child. The essence of your soul.â
Essence�
As I pondered his words, I took a deep breath.
âIn ancient times, I was Neliardâs younger sister. My soulâs essence is the most similar to Neliardâs! Glashalabolas, let it go!â
As death flew towards me, Agareth appeared.
âNo-!!â
A scream echoed in the air.
I held out the etwal towards death.
âI can control Agarethâs power!â
The etwal became hot as if it was on fire, the last remaining spot on it was filled with glowing red jewels.
âDamn.â
Agareth saw this and ran to me.
âGive me back my power!â
Baal quickly stopped him.
âThis is a power that didnât deserve you.â
âIt is the power that bloomed only to surpass you. It is the power that the world has given to me because what I desperately longed for was your death!â.
The flames emanating from Agarethâs body were violent as if it was about to swallow us up.
The power released by Agareth, a high ranking devil, was too strong. Even Baal could not easily extinguish the fire, and other devils were busy dealing with the pope.
When the fire wants to engulf me, someone ran towards me.
âDad!â
âFather-!â
My brothers and I shouted in an urgent voice.
It was my dad who hugged me. His back, which was hit by fire on behalf of me, seemed to melt down.
âStop it. Get away, please!â
But he didnât get away from me.
âDad, dad-!â
Like a mother bird, he embraces me eagerly and does not take a step back.
âPur, please make it rain. Dadâs going to die. Pleaseâ¦!â
Boom!
Thunder broke out in the sky and dark clouds rolled in. Rain started to pour down.
But the fire never went out.
I shouted at the pope.
âClose the passage to the other world! If you open the door, you can close it. Send Agareth back, please!â
I begged and wept so that my face was all messed up, but the pope just stood still and looked at me.
âDidnât I tell you before? You donât need anything but me.â
âAh, Dadâ¦!â
Please someone save us.
Save my stupid dad pleaseâ¦!
It was then.
[Summon death.]
A familiar voice rang out in my head.
I jerked my head and looked at Adrian.
The moment I made eye contact with him, my hand held my etwal tightly.
I heated up like fire, and death appeared in the air.
Agareth, Adrian, and the pope looked at death at the same time.
The first to reach out was Agareth, followed by the pope.
Three hands were extended at the same time toward death.
It was Adrian who snatched the death the fastest.
Adrian, who leaped into the air, changed his posture before falling to the ground and aimed at Agareth.
Soonâ¦
âUghâ¦!â
Agareth was pierced by death.
âDisappear.â
â Damn it â¦â
Agareth, whose heart was pierced, rotted at a rate incomparable to that of Boone. His body was rotting and scattered in the wind.
At the last moment, Agareth looked at Baal who was covered with dirt.
âWhy are you alwaysâ¦â
He said as he closed his eyes with a slight smile.
The death in Adrianâs hand and the fire surrounding my dad also disappeared with Agareth.
Dad collapsed, and my brothers, who were blocked by the wall of fire, ran towards him.
âFather!â
âF- Father.â
âFatherâ¦â¦.â
Henry, Isaac, and Johann hold on to our father, whose skin has melted from a terrible burn, and do not know what to do.
I was holding my dadâs hand tightly.
The beautiful hands that always held me tightly were horribly burned.
âLie.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âNo, Dad. No. Donât be like this.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âDad, wake up. No, I mean Iâm scared.â
Heâs my dad who hated me being afraid of something the most.
He said he hated it when I had to live without a guardian and no one to help me.
Thatâs why he was always next to me when there was a thunder or when it was dark
âIâm scared right now. Iâm scared. So pleaseâ¦â
ââ¦â¦laine.â
âDad.â
ââ¦Blaine.â
And he stretched out his hand.
âDad?â
I shook him. But there was no more response.
âDad.â
I canât feel his breath.
I lifted my head and looked at the brothers holding our dad.
Isaac was crying like a child.
Henry, who always hid his expression with a smile, also gasped as if in pain.
Johann lowered his head without saying a word.
âNo. Donât do that.â
Donât do that.
Donât act as if youâre dead.
Please.
I cried loudly.
It hurts like my heart has been ripped apart, and I canât even speak properly.
How can they do this to me?
I just wanted to blame someone and cried while hugging my dad.
Donât be like that.
Iâd rather not meet my father at all.
It was the moment when I was screaming.
Something came to my mind.
It was amethyst.