Chapter 82 The One-Eyed Othinus Nine - The Demon God 'Astria'
There may be more 'people' paying attention to a certain battle than imagined.
In St. George's Cathedral, the young woman named Supreme Bishop looked at the report in her hand and muttered to herself unnaturally.
"Hmm... now, things seem to be getting more and more interesting~"
Against the background of the beige cassock, her long golden hair, which is two and a half times longer than her height, is spread all over her feet, and there seems to be an ominous shadow that slowly disappears and appears.
Although she occupies the position of a servant who listens to the oracle, her identity is not that simple.
The same is true now.
Even if the search techniques within the church captured quite special wavelengths in Northern Europe, in Laura Stewart's view, those were just the tip of the iceberg.
She has a deeper understanding of certain things.
(Calling Kanzaki and the others back is indeed the right thing to do. If they have reached that level, they will still remain in the role of a saint, magician, etc., and they probably won’t even have the chance to be bystanders~)
The girl laughed loudly, then stretched out her hand to the chessboard representing the major forces not far away, and rearranged the positions.
Cross religions, magic societies, saints, angels, and even 'demons' all appeared one after another.
This is not a good sign.
Playing with one of the chess pieces, there was no more change on Laura's face, making it difficult to tell what she was thinking.
(Then again, such a big change has happened on the magic side. If 'that person' is still alive... no, he must still be alive, and then, at this time, he must still be stubbornly looking for opportunities without giving up, intending to intervene.
One hand, right?)
The corners of the supreme bishop's mouth raised slightly, as if he had seen through human nature.
More than sixty years ago, the English Puritan church she belonged to sent an assassin to assassinate a man known as the greatest magician of that era, and confirmed his death in a rural area.
But even though Laura verified the authenticity of the file, she still didn't believe the result.
Just because 'that man' is real and closely related to her.
Moreover, her guess was not without any clues.
Science side.
Academy City.
‘He’ is hiding there.
(Think I can’t be discovered by hiding behind this era? In the final analysis, you still haven’t been able to see who the real enemy is until today. This will be your most fatal failure~)
Laura.
To be more precise, it was the 'some being' residing in her body who made a malicious mockery.
(Haha... The enjoyable time is here for now, and the rest can be continued when the dust settles and I step on that guy's head.)
The girl who firmly believed that she would be the final winner suppressed her smile with devilish thoughts.
In order to be destined to such a future, she still has a lot of preparations to make.
for example.
First, let’s ‘recycle’ a certain little lost lamb.
(If the chips are not heavy enough, you will not be able to catch that person’s tail.)
Inside the sacred cathedral, regular finger-clapping sounds resounded.
(So here, we have to ask our ‘library’ and her ‘janitors’ to dedicate themselves once again~)
The fate has been decided.
Even though it would be so sad that it is disgusting.
Kanzaki Kaori.
Stiyl Magnus.
In order to create the necessary contact point between 'science' and 'magic', the names of the two people who had just finished their work not long ago appeared on the personnel transfer order document again.
The working place this time is in an island country in the far east.
The mission objective is called "Index-Librorum-Prohibitorum".
The girl with this name is the person they want to see the most and the person they least want to see.
(……alright.)
(So, whose side will you be on?)
The blond demon who gave the order sat closest to God and smiled silently.
(My, ‘kin’.)
The chess piece in his hand slid down quietly and landed in the middle position on the chessboard.
It's also the only one, the extra one.
…
…
Inside "Paradise".
Othinus' doubts continued to deepen.
Although in her perception, the aura of the 'Archangel' that was switching between the three just now suddenly became inexplicably weaker.
But the chains that bound her did not disappear.
Because there are still 'people' here.
‘Her’ aura is rising irregularly.
The source of the problem was found.
but.
"Do you want to kill yourself?"
The girl with the eye patch tore the chain in her right hand, her attention never leaving the brown-haired witch.
In her opinion, what Zella did was no longer just trying or desperate, it was 100% seeking death.
"It would be impossible to seal all the angels into a human body, even if you could barely touch the realm of God."
The devil looked down and said.
Not to mention all of it, even if it was only half, even if the container was a saint, it would definitely exceed the limit that the human body can allow.
If the barriers set by God could be broken down so easily, the world would have been in chaos long ago.
However.
It's very strange, rather it's too strange.
Othinus opened his mouth, and finally stopped the words brewing in his mouth.
As a result, under his own gaze, the face that was distorted in pain due to the infusion of angelic power remained calm and normal.
She would never have thought that Zella's body was specially 'built' for today, so how could she not consider this situation.
What's more, it's the same person who 'plays' the archangel there.
So until they completed their assimilation and sublimation, Othinus looked like he didn't know what to say and couldn't keep up with the changes in his thinking.
——Crack.
The sound of the book closing brought the "people" in "heaven" and "the world" back to the same line.
"To be honest, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."
The angels have disappeared, and so have humans.
A girl of thirteen or fourteen has grown up to look like a fifteen or sixteen year old.
The only ‘she’ is both.
"The Age of Isis, the Age of Osiris, the Age of Horus... If you want to become a demon, historical changes and the baptism of knowledge are only the most basic conditions. Take the modern magic book of 13,000 books as an example. In a short time,
There is no way to transform a demon god. If you include other 'preparatory work', it may take several generations and lifetimes before there is even a chance."
"However, there are exceptions to everything."
‘She’ calmly told a fact.
Othinus reacted to this sentence at the same time.
"Since you can obtain "wisdom" through a special method and sublime yourself into a demon as a mortal through a "ritual", then I can also obtain "justice" in my own way, and then create a "ritual" that meets my conditions.
?”
Similar processes, subtle differences, and different ‘people’.
maybe.
Infinite possibilities are at play here too.
That's why 'she' would say words of thanks.
In order to guide 'her' to the right direction.
As a god, 'Othinus' chose to give up on mankind, which is a 'negative'.
"She" who lives with humans chooses to believe in humans, which is "righteous".
"Stars", "Justice", "Purity".
"Fire", "Thunder", "Virgin".
this moment.
'She' who met these conditions finally took the final step.