"Wait a minute, Geneviya. Then that's it for now. Farewell, demons, Amen!"
While drawing a cross on her chest and blinking, Wisteria Irina quickly left the place.
I heard Lilias's voice.
Where did the wood yard want to go?
"I won't allow you to leave my side! You are the knight of Gimmonli's kin. It would be troublesome if you became a rogue demon. Stop right there!"
"Thanks to my other companions, I was able to escape from that place. So I had to pour their hatred into the magic sword…today, it was obvious that my strength was not enough to destroy the Holy Sword.”
After saying this, Muchang left the scene.
" Youdou…Why…"
I couldn't bear to see Lilias 'sad expression.
"Lilias, nothing will happen to the wood yard. Let him slowly resolve the knot in his heart. Only then will he be able to fly higher in the future.”
"Thank you, White Night. I believe in you.”
- Boundary-
The next day after school, I was walking on the street with Alicia and Gabriel. Suddenly, he saw two white-robed women who seemed to be carrying out a secret mission.
"Uh--Please show mercy to the lost sheep ~~"
"Please show us mercy on behalf of the Heavenly Father!”
Two girls in white robes were praying by the roadside. Wow-so conspicuous.
They seemed to have run into some trouble. The people passing by looked at them strangely.
"How could this be? Was this the reality of a super-advanced country and a big country like Japan? That's why I hate countries without faith.”
"Don't say anymore, Genovia. Without money, we can only beg the pagans for mercy like this, or we won't have anything to eat. Ah, ah, we can't even afford a loaf of bread!”
"Humph. Speaking of which, it's all because you bought that strange painting. You were probably cheated.”
She pointed at a poorly drawn painting that seemed to be of a saint.
What was that? Did he accidentally buy it at some exhibition or something?
"What are you talking about? This painting was of a saint! The exhibition staff also said so!"
"Then do you recognize who it is? I can't think of anything."
Indeed, the painting was of a foreigner who looked a little like a saint. He was wearing tattered clothes and had a halo on his head. The background was still the baby angel flying in the air.
"…Probably, St.…Peter?”
"Wait, don't hold your head in regret, okay? Once you become depressed, you will continue to be depressed.”
"Shaoluo! This was how a protestant was a heretic! It's different from the values of the Roman Church! You should respect the saints more!"
"What? The only problem would be a Roman who was bound by outdated rules!”
"What did you say, damned heretic!”
In the end, their faces were very close to each other and they started to quarrel…
However, the sound of a stomach growling could be heard by us who were observing the situation from a distance.
Their stomachs were growling, and their bodies went limp as they sat on the ground.
"Let's think of a way to fill our stomachs first. Otherwise, there was no way he could get the King's Sword back.”
"…You're right. So we're going to threaten the heretics for money? If the target is a heretic, I think the Lord will forgive us.”
"Do you want to attack the temple? Or snatch the so-called money box? Forget it. He might as well take a sword and perform on the streets. This was an international entertainment that could be used in any country.”
"Good idea! He should be able to earn some money by cutting fruits with King's Sword!”
"But there are no fruits. He had no choice but to cut down the painting.”
"No! You can't do this!"
The two of them started arguing again. Even though the situation in front of us gave us a headache, I still approached the two of them.
Compared to the way he talked to us at the social office, he was like a completely different person.
- Boundary-
"Yes, yes! This was it! This is the taste of home!"
Genovia and Irina wolfed down the food in the family dining room.
When they saw us, they looked hungry.
"We're going to eat. Do you want to come along?”
When they heard my question, they immediately agreed.
However, before they arrived at the family restaurant, they kept muttering,"We sell our souls to the fallen angels."”、”This is also to fulfill our beliefs.”Words like that.
"Phew, that's much more comfortable. I can't believe I was saved by you Fallen Angels. I think the end of the world is coming.”
This was what Genovia said.
"Hey, hey, I'm treating you guys to a meal and you still say such things.”
"Phew-thank you for your hospitality. Oh, Lord. Please bless these kind-hearted fallen angels.”
Irina drew a cross on her chest.
After taking a sip of water and resting for a while, she asked,"
"Alright, why are you looking for us?”
He didn't expect her to go straight to the core. That's right. From the way we interacted with them, it didn't seem like a chance encounter.
"Your goal in coming to this country is to take back the King's Sword, right?”
Probably because they had just eaten their fill, neither of them showed any hostility.
"We wish to assist you in destroying King's Sword.”
Gulp.
Then, she said,"
"This. If you have a way to destroy it, I'll let you take responsibility. But don't let anyone find out who you are. We don't want the higher-ups and the enemy to think that there's any connection between us.”
Unexpectedly, I received permission smoothly. I couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
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