Episode 95: An angel that touches the heart (7)
The thing you feared the most, the end of the world you never imagined. A truth so dark you didn’t want to know.
To the extent that all of this can be realized, Berdel’s nightmare has no limits.
‘But there is no right answer.’
A dream is just a dream and cannot become reality.
‘The answer we want is not here.’
Soya wiped away her tears and extended her hand towards the crying referee.
“Referee.”
“… Cow, cow.”
A referee who has used up all his angel power.
Just as mana is like air to magic users, to angels, angelic power is an essential force for survival.
What would humans do without air?
They crave air with all their might, but eventually die because they do not have the substance they desperately want.
The referee was the same.
As anyone could see, the boy’s condition was not very good.
It’s just that he is being held in Soya’s arms, making a cum sound.
“Referee… … .”
Soya was aware that the referee’s behavior like this was because of him.
Soya’s lips looked like they were about to burst into tears once again.
However, the young witch held back her tears and spoke while gently hugging the referee.
“I guess you can’t say the embarrassing things I said earlier were lies. “No matter how great a warlock I am, I always have a weak spot in my heart.”
Soya straightened her shoulders as if she were proud.
“Still, I believe.”
Soya looked at the shattering nightmare and stretched out his hand toward it once again.
“If we continue living… “I’m sure you’ll get the answer you wanted to hear.”
one by one.
The numbers are made quickly but accurately.
What if it’s such a scary nightmare? What can you do since it is self-denial created by the Queen of Dream Demons herself? That’s the kind of nightmare that a devil like Verdel can create.
It’s so full of darkness.
Warlocks are more familiar with darkness than any other attribute wizard. Some are true heroes who sacrifice their eyesight in the eternal abyss, looking into the darkness that should be seen, while others lose their voices by shouting cursed spells that should be shouted instead.
And Soya was the girl who would become the best warlock.
A dream made of darkness, an evil nightmare, was completely destroyed by Soya’s will.
A great evil that brought down countless heroes and spread despair and fear throughout society.
Even the referee who remembers the war of destruction could not find a way to attack it, and even the academy professors were unable to defeat it, so he survived until the end.
The devil’s self-denial was being exploited by the hands of just one girl.
Soya was not the girl who would become the best warlock.
This was a girl who would become the best wizard.
The referee looked at the world gradually becoming brighter and pondered what Soya had said.
‘I believe it. Soya said she believed it.’
Faith was a very unfamiliar word to the boy.
As the mind filled with angelic power became empty, sad thoughts filled the referee’s head. As his breathing became increasingly difficult due to lack of energy, the referee cowered and lowered his head.
‘Such a luxurious apartment, such delicious food, so many honors. Living peacefully without being trampled by those in power. That’s not why we’re fighting.’
But I didn’t close my eyes.
Even if you say you don’t believe in this world, if you say there is someone who will believe in the world for you.
If there is someone in the world who has hope.
‘I will protect the warrior. I will fulfill my mission.’
The referee was able to keep fighting.
* * *
Just like that, the boy and girl woke up from their sleep.
“Referee… … .”
“Soya… … .”
Two children, half-asleep, rubbing their eyes and immediately looking at each other.
When Soya saw the two of them lying on the bed like this, or more precisely, the fact that Soya was sleeping clinging closely to the referee like a monkey hanging from a tree, she said, “Ugh.” She made the same sound and pushed the referee against the pillow, and the referee was pushed away obediently.
No, I had no choice but to be pushed out.
In fact, the referee is almost dead right now.
Even though he had received a quick supply of angelic power through his previous good deed, he needed more angelic power to return to his original state.
But Soya doesn’t know that.
Soya, who was blushing, made a hmm-hum sound as if nothing had happened and then covered herself with the blanket again.
“Well, I don’t know where that damned nightmare has gone, but since the nightmare that is his territory is broken, he won’t be okay.”
It was the right decision.
Berdel was a mental being without substance, so what can be said to be her true body.
‘Perhaps the nightmare itself, summoned by dream-night chatter and dream-night chat, is Verdel’s true form.’
so… The nightmare that Soya destroyed earlier could be said to be Verdel’s body.
“Our damn seniors in the Department of Magic who were possessed by a dream demon have also returned to normal. Well, it seems like all the civilians quickly returned to normal. The nightmare is over. Now go to the fallen saint… … .”
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Soya said.
The referee’s eyes lit up when he heard those words.
‘Fallen woman? ‘A fallen saint to the professor?’
Since there was no angel power right now, the referee had to farm the angel power by any means necessary.
“Cow! “What are those speaking habits?”
The referee pointed out to Soya, acting as stern as possible, with his eyes not looking stern at all. Due to his lack of angelic power, his voice was weak, so he was not a threat at all.
Soya, a brave girl, would naturally have ignored it.
however.
“… Umm, let’s come see Professor Rebecca as soon as the sun rises tomorrow. “Professor Rebecca’s divine power will be able to completely wash away all traces of the dream that remain on us.”
“The horse is pretty. “He’s nice.”
Pat pat – Soya shouted, lowering her head in shame.
“My, I’m a kid?!”
“why? Still a kid. “It’s our cute cow!”
Continuing patting-
The referee’s every action was truly angelic.
Truly a professional angel power farmer.
Farming Angel Referee.
“Ugh, stop it. The reason I feel this way is all because of the dream… Yes, that’s a reasonable guess.”
After Soya finished saying that, she muttered to herself.
“still… “Now that the nightmare is gone, it’s almost over, right?”
Soya’s cute cheeks are slightly flushed.
However, the referee could not agree with Soya’s words.
“No, Soya. “It’s not over yet.”
“what?”
“This dream demon is still alive.”
Yes. In the dream, Berdel couldn’t distinguish between the referee and the referee, so he just dragged the referee. Berdel was still alive and well.
Although, to be exact, in Lefriel’s dream.
“As you said, this dream demon’s territory has been broken. This dream is different from other dreams. It’s not something that disappears that easily. “She is the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Lords and the Queen of the Dream Demons.”
“what? Four Heavenly Kings? “Demon King?”
The dark princess who had been bravely shouting out to the demon just now had gone somewhere, and Soya was once again wrinkled, carefully covering herself with a blanket.
“… I see That’s just the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King’s army. “It’s not scary at all.”
Soya said, “I’m not scared at all” and looked around.
The referee who saw this took out a black Bible from his pocket.
“… Referee?”
“Then, let’s begin the exorcism.”
And the referee held the Bible and said a prayer.
“Forged in the name of God, this sword is without sin.”
As soon as he finished praying, Soya’s room was engulfed in sacred light, and before he knew it, the referee was holding the excellent Sword of Inquisition.
A sword taken from a school master.
A sword recognized by heaven as flawless. Therefore, it is a sword that can fairly judge heresy. The referee is holding that sword.
“Referee? “What are you trying to do?”
He pointed the tip of the dark blade towards his stomach.
‘Right now, Berdel is in my heart. ‘What’s in my heart means it’s a part of me.’
Berdel was a sin itself.
An angel who harbors sin.
According to the referee’s common sense, this would be considered heresy.
The referee could judge himself.
‘The sword of the Heresy Judgment is a sword that cuts through divine power. Holy power is a power that is no more tangible than Verdel. Of course we can cut down Verdel. then… What you have to sacrifice for that.’
The referee thought about what would happen to him in the future.
The Sword of Inquisition is a sword that cuts down heretics, cutting through the divine power of a fallen person and causing great damage to his soul and abilities.
The referee will be greatly hurt.
Surely.
However, it was clear that Berdel, who was the corruption itself, would be hurt more than the referee.
then.
‘But this… The only way to attack the intangible Verdel.’
The referee made his decision.
Then, I heard the familiar voice of an archangel in my heart.
‘I will do my best.’
Lepriel had already closed his eyes.
Lepriel seemed to have no intention of stopping at all.
then.
The referee recalled the first time he met an angel.
“Soya.”
“… why?”
“Are you going to eat well even without me? “You’re not going to be late if you oversleep in the morning, right?”
“Gab, why are you suddenly saying that… … .”
Soya trailed off.
However, the referee did not wait for Soya’s answer, and with some honest hesitation, he stabbed the Sword of Inquisition deep into his stomach.
“Referee!”
“… are you okay. “The sword of the Inquisition does not cut people down.”
“know! But the sword of the Inquisition only cuts divine power! So, you, a divine power user… … .”
Cough – the referee coughed up blood.
The sword of heresy did not cut the referee.
It just touched on the essential part of being a referee.
“sick.”
“iced coffee… ah! I’ll bring Hexie. Joe, just wait a moment. I quickly… … .”
“No, cow, don’t leave me.”
But the boy had no choice but to do this.
We need to finish Berdel once and for all now.
This moment is an opportunity for genius that will never come back. It’s like an extreme miracle of coincidence where all the planets line up in parallel.
If only to capture this miracle.
“Huh, huh. Oh, why on earth is this… … .”
“There is a dream in my mind right now. Having a dream in your heart… “It’s so close to heresy.”
The referee felt pain.
Feeling pain meant that the sword had started the Heresy Judgment, and by burning away the referee’s divine power (angel power) little by little, it also meant burning Verdel, the core of this heresy.
“It’s something that deserves to be judged for heresy.”
However, the current referee’s angel power was too small, and the angel power burned by the Sword of Inquisition was quite high.
Before Verdel burned, the referee could have been reduced to ashes.
Berdel, who knew this, cried out in pain as he was burned by the Heresy Judgment.
The referee did not answer.
Just enduring the pain.
Just barely smiles.
The referee ignored the struggle.
Then the voice became more urgent.
It even sounded somewhat like a plea.
“The heroes will face the devil.”
The referee endured the pain and barely spoke.
“For that… … .”
And the referee was confident that he would not be reduced to ashes first.
The referee had seen a miracle.
How angels save a world from destruction and create hope in the most hopeless situations.
I have seen it with my own eyes.
“Referee!”
A girl’s crying cry.
That was the last sound the referee heard.
fantasy,
