Under the judgment of the Seventh Holy Scripture, both the soul and the body were destroyed.
There was no possibility of resurrection.
The moment his chest was pierced by the pile driver, Jester lost the right to be resurrected.
He could only meet the same end as a human.
Which was—equal death.
"…It's over like this. Now, let's go back to Tsubaki first. As for the Kuruoka couple…"
Ciel paused here.
A slight wavering appeared in her stern expression.
She didn't know if it was right to subjugate the Kuruoka couple…
Because Tsubaki still loved the Kuruoka couple.
Even though she didn't know how cruel they were to her, to this child, parents were parents.
That's why Ciel was thinking about this question.
Was it really the right thing to hide the death of her parents from Tsubaki?
For a moment, Ciel couldn't figure it out.
It was like when she was chosen by Roa to become a vessel, causing the French Incident and letting blood irrigate her homeland.
If she had to say, did Ciel regret being saved by Moran?
Of course not.
Moran didn't deceive her in the process.
Wrong things shouldn't continue to be wrong.
The scars engraved on the heart and body couldn't be completely erased, not even by time.
But this wasn't a question of whether to erase them or not.
It was about how to face them.
What had happened couldn't be forgotten.
The past made the future.
Even if the person involved chose to abandon the "past," the "past" would catch up in the future in different ways.
Therefore, one shouldn't run away.
Moran chose to extend a helping hand to Ciel, pulling her out of the bottomless hell.
He made her understand that even if living itself was a sin,
As long as she continued to walk with that kindness, then this atonement would definitely not be meaningless.
"Ugh…"
Ciel felt weight on her shoulder.
It was the female assassin's hand.
"…Let's go, let's find Tsubaki."
The female assassin gazed at Ciel's face.
Now, they were both facing the same problem, and the answer seemed to be gradually becoming clear.
Things wouldn't go as Jester said.
Neither deception nor killing was the right answer.
They were the ones who had to make the choice.
Ciel and the female assassin returned to the Kuruoka mansion.
There, they saw Moran standing in front of an unconscious Tsubaki, while the Kuruoka couple were nowhere to be seen.
Although confused,
Ciel didn't press the matter, she was more concerned about Tsubaki's current condition.
"Moran! How is Tsubaki?"
"Hmm… you're back? As for Tsubaki's condition… the Command Seals she cast herself caused this bounded field to collapse, and everything will soon return to its original state according to her command. And returning to its original state means she'll return to her unconscious state outside the bounded field."
"So, Tsubaki herself is fine, and what needs to be dealt with are the bacteria that put Tsubaki into a coma…"
Ciel immediately understood what Moran was saying.
Her foundation in magecraft was quite good.
However, based on the information about bacterial magecraft provided by the Kuruoka couple, it wasn't her area of expertise.
Ciel couldn't wake Tsubaki up.
"Moran…"
"Don't look at me, bacterial magecraft isn't my area either. Maybe Morgan or Medea would have a way, but that would probably take time, and I don't think they'd like bacteria from South America."
Moran shrugged and smiled wryly.
Medea and Morgan had integrated into modern life extremely quickly.
Now, they weren't just going shopping, they were indulging in all sorts of fashion and beauty.
It was as if they wanted to experience everything modern life had to offer.
Nail art, high heels, lipstick, fashion design, figures—they were constantly delving into these areas.
Moran was dumbfounded by it all.
Of course, seeing his wife change into different styles of clothing every day was quite pleasing to the eye.
He almost supported it with both hands and feet.
"Is there no way…?"
Ciel looked disappointed.
However, she didn't let it get her down.
Even if no one helped,
she could still conquer cellular magecraft by learning from the basics with her knowledge of magecraft.
Just as Ciel had this realization,
Moran suddenly said:
"However, all I can't do is bacterial magecraft… I can still manage to simply restore Tsubaki."
"Ugh… really, if you could do it, you should have said so earlier! Making me worry like this…"
"Uh… you didn't ask…"
Ciel raised her fist and lightly punched Moran.
But the relief and admiration in the depths of her beautiful eyes were not diminished, and she was very happy to have Moran by her side.
Almost subconsciously,
Ciel believed that there was nothing Moran couldn't do, and she couldn't shake off her dependence and attachment to him.
Now, she was relieved.
If they could bypass bacterial magecraft and wake Tsubaki up directly, there was no need to spend time conquering bacterial magecraft.
"All I have to do is use the Third Magic to bypass the body and directly extract the soul and materialize it. As a result, Tsubaki will be able to wake up directly from her slumber."
"The Third Magic… truly worthy of being called a magic…"
"Hmm~ You've once again realized that I'm not a mage for nothing, right? After Tsubaki receives the Third Magic, she will not only wake up, but her condition will also be much better than it is now."
Moran didn't understand bacterial magecraft.
But wasn't the Third Mageic much more high-end than this petty thing?
Bacterial magecraft only cultivates the body into a body adapted to magical power, while the Third Magic directly allows the soul to incarnate.
That is, to give a spirit base.
This leap is almost from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, and the Third Magic can also maintain this state until death.
Those who have their souls materialized will be immortal and ageless.
Moreover, they can freely change the shape of their souls, and their bodies can also be replaced at will.
Its practicality is much greater than that of a biological body.
However, since Moran had reached the realm of the gods, his form had already transcended the boundaries of living beings.
If he wanted to, he wouldn't even have to maintain his human form.
He was no longer bound by human reason.