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Chapter - 456 - The Beginning of Change (8) 2.txt

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[456] The Beginning of Change (8)

After confessing to and being kicked by Miro, Gaold became the subject of ridicule by the students.

He wasn't particularly funny, but whenever the students saw Gaold, they burst into laughter and jokingly offered words of comfort.

Gaold paid no heed to their gaze.

Just as he fully embraced the god Yor when he accepted it, he did not distort or rationalize his mind.

However, what troubled him was the fact that the woman he had a crush on was getting along with the person he hated the most.

"what? Are they hanging out today?"

"I know. At the beginning of my senior year, I couldn't eat it, so I was impatient. Aren't you dating according to rumors?"

"Then what about Gaold? It's really pitiful."

Listening to the whispers of the students, Gaold watched Miro and Sain strolling side by side through the park.

Rumors were spreading that the two were dating in their senior year.

To be honest, I don't know why I hang out with Sein.

'No, it must have been the same for someone else anyway.'

Gaold turned away with a gloomy expression.

"Sheesh."

Sein and Miro, I didn't want to run into anyone.

"The Supernatural Psychic Research Society?"

One day, when the distance between them grew farther away, Miro and Sain made a proposal.

Gaold did not know the reason for opening the study group in the middle of a busy senior year schedule.

Besides, the Supernatural Psychic Research Society?

It was a study group that did not fit Sein in the slightest, unless it was Gaold who lived by the power of faith.

'Hey, don't you have any backbone? Giving up your beliefs because of a woman?'

Gaold was bothered by everything.

"I'm not going in. Find someone else."

Miro opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"why? I thought you'd like it It's also the reason you go to magic school."

"I don't know. I don't want to talk to you."

Just as Gaold was about to turn away from his eyes, Miro asked directly.

"Could you, do you still have lingering feelings for me?"

Gaold couldn't say anything, just pouted his lips.

Miro, who had been watching the scene, said calmly.

"Okay then. I hate it, but I can't help it."

Then Gaold's heart beat fast.

I thought it wouldn't be, but when she withdrew her decision, I thought it shouldn't be like this.

"good. I'll go in, study group."

It was a great courage for Gaold, but Miro smiled brightly as if he knew it.

"It will happen right away. Now, I can finally get my dues!"

"Did you ask me to come in because of that?"

"huh? no. In fact, it's a shame. lol."

Miro stuck out his tongue and turned to fill out the application form.

'If I'm going to do this, I'll just do it from the beginning.'

Gaold was flooded with useless regrets.

As a member of the study group, Gaold's work was simple and ignorant work.

'Damn, why am I… … .'

The magic warehouse was to go around all the warehouses in Istas and record the coordinates.

Based on those coordinates, Sein calculated something and consulted with Miro.

Even when gathered in the study group, the feeling of alienation always belonged to Gaold.

Around a month passed like that, bad rumors spread around the school.

It was that Miro disregarded the senior year's rules and went out of school every night to go somewhere.

Some students said that they saw even first-class nobles riding in a carriage decorated with jewels that were difficult to purchase.

The students' conclusion was that Miro had a helper.

He could have predicted what Miro would give in return, even without speaking.

Gaold, of course, didn't believe that.

Miro is a genius. and freewheeling

If you were hanging out with wealthy old people for fun, you would hang out, not someone who wanted help.

However, the rumors grew like a snowball, and when Miro turned into a woman selling herself, Gaold could not stand it and went to Sein.

"Hey, you son of a bitch! What happened?"

Sain, who was writing mathematical formulas on the blackboard of the study group, was not shaken by Gaold's excited appearance.

"what?"

"The maze!"

Gaold shouted.

"Shouldn't we step in and evolve the rumors? If you listen to it, it's no different than a wh0re!"

"How is that?"

"What, what?"

Gaold looked at Sein in bewilderment.

Even at that moment, Gaold did not know how much mental conflict Miro was in.

"You man! is that what you're talking about now? Can you still say that you love Miro?"

Only then did Sein put down the chalk.

"Aren't you the one who doesn't believe in the maze? No, in my heart I'd rather have Miro like that. Then you might have a chance."

Gaold clenched his fists and trembled.

"Are you really dating Miro?"

"… … Why do I have to tell you that?"

"This bastard!"

Gaold grabbed Sein by the collar and raised his fist.

Said, sticking out one chin, as if asking Sein to hit it.

"It's so low-key. Are you blinded by jealousy and abandoning your beliefs?"

A Yor religion that opposes violence and follows love. Gaold, who believed in Yor all his life, could not bear to swing his fist.

"it's okay. I will not have any business with a person like you."

Gaold coldly untied his collar and left the study group.

A few days later, Gaold made a big decision.

They decided to follow Miro as he left the school gates around midnight.

"shit. Was it real too? what? what about jealousy A cold-blooded bastard."

A huge wagon was standing where the maze was headed.

There weren't many people coming and going at this time, but it was a dignified figure nonetheless.

"Hey, you're a person who has nothing to fear, right?"

Gaold sarcastically pursued the back of the wagon.

Casting magic outside of school is prohibited, but considering the situation in the maze that will soon be revealed, it was not the time to discuss this and that.

But my heart wasn't good.

Maybe the rumors are true, maybe not.

What if it's true?

Also, if he wasn't, he would just be a naive guy who pryed out behind other people's girlfriends.

'Oh, I don't know!'

Deciding on what to do later, Gaold pursued the wagon.

The carriage stopped in a plain area quite far from the school.

Thanks to the bright moon, I could see my son-in-law clearly.

A carriage more luxurious than the one Miro rode in was standing, and an old man who seemed to be close to 100 years old got off there.

'shit! Aren't you a kid and a grandfather?'

Disappointment with the maze doubled, but it was too early to make a hasty decision.

"Today is the last day we promised. So, have you made a decision?"

The old man's name is Gustav Havitz, 16 years old.

He was the emperor of the Gustav Empire, one of the Three Emperors of the Temple.

"… … ."

Miro didn't answer.

Sooner or later, a committee for 20 judges will be convened. It is only natural that Harvitz will become one of the 20 people.

Also, the power of the Three Emperors will act as a powerful influence within the committee.

"How beautiful it is. The noblest child in the world… … ."

We can carry the lives of mankind on our shoulders and not be trapped in eternal loneliness.

However, under the condition that it becomes a lovely doll of Gustav Havitz.

Still, it was a matter for Miro to think about.

Wouldn't someone's doll be better than the burden of carrying the lives of all mankind?

"From today you are mine. maze… … ."

Havitz stuck out his long snake-like tongue and approached the nape of Miro's neck.

After living as the emperor of an empire for the rest of his life, he has no more desires left, but Miro is different.

She is the noblest being in the world, and the only hope beyond all of humanity.

Having her would be the best final game for a man who ruled the world for the rest of his life.

"You can live. I can continue to be happy in the future. I will give you everything… … ."

Miro was just looking into the distance even as muddy breathing sounded like the breath of a venomous snake approaching.

"This bastard!"

Just as Harvits' lips climbed up the nape of her neck and were about to bite her earlobe, his face turned with a dull sound.

Havits, who collapsed on the floor with a loud noise, looked up in disbelief.

A young man with an innocent impression was looking down at himself with a spirited spirit.

Hitting the face of one of the Three Emperors.

No, more than that, where are the escort troops and what are they doing?

"Yeah man! How dare you know who I am and do something like this!"

"Who is this? Perverted inspiration! And Miro, I was really disappointed. No matter how much money and power you like, how can you be with a guy like this… … ."

Miro looked back at Gaold and blinked.

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing! Of course you… … !"

Gaold couldn't bear to be honest.

"It bothers me because strange rumors are spreading!"

Havits jumped up and shouted.

"Such an insignificant human being! What are you doing! Come on, cut his throat! No, catch them alive! I will torture you for three years and then kill you!"

Harvitz's voice echoed through the stillness and then permeated.

Only then did the emperor, who felt strange, panic.

Miro's eyes were cold.

"I will tell you for sure."

"Ughhhh… … ."

Havitz's face turned pale at the sight of the suddenly gigantic maze.

It was the first time in my life that I felt such fear.

"I decline your offer. I am ready to sacrifice anything for the future of mankind."

Gaold asked.

"The future of mankind? what future?"

Miro ignored Gaold and turned away.

"and… … You'd better keep quiet about your work today. There are things that even the emperor of the empire cannot handle."

Only then did Harvits realize why the escorts hadn't been dispatched.

The moment she arrived, she was already trapped in a maze.

"Let's go, Gaold."

"huh? uh, yes."

Gaold, who finally sensed that the atmosphere was unusual, followed the maze.

The conversation was cut off for a moment, and Miro looked back at Gaold only after stepping out of the space-time force field.

The cold eyes from a while ago disappeared without a trace, and she grabbed her stomach and laughed.

"You are amazing. Do you know who you just hit?"

"Sheesh. What do you know? who?"

"Emperor of the Gustav Empire, Harbitz."

"What! The Gustav Empire!"

Gaold, who tried to protect his pride until the end, ended up opening his eyes wide.

to beat the emperor

This was an issue that would not only destroy the family, but also deal a direct blow to the safety of the kingdom.

But Miro shook his head as if there was nothing to worry about.

"are you okay. You won't be able to tell anyone."

"What the hell is going on? the future of mankind? What the hell are you doing running around?"

Miro put on a gentle smile as if he was a bit troubled.

Gaold had hoped not to find out, but now he had no choice.

"Can I ask you something before you tell me?"

"huh?"

"If you had known that the person you hit was the emperor, would you have done the same?"

Gaold delayed his words. Not out of conflict, but to really think about it.

"of course. Such an ugly person is cheap even if he gets hit."

Miro did not doubt Gaold's words. He was more than enough of the guy we saw in the hyperthermia of the survival test.

"But you used violence. Doesn't that go against the religious beliefs?"

Gaold only then realized and looked into his hand.

I hit someone for the first time in my life.

No, before that, if he was truly an emperor, how could he have come to this place without getting caught?

"Did you know I was tailing you?"

Miro turned away without talking about it.

"Let's go back to school. I have something to tell you."

Even then, Gaold did not know.

The fact that the story I heard that day will completely change my life for the next 20 years.

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Chapter - 457 - The Beginning of Change (9) 2.txt

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[457] The Beginning of Change (9)

At the gathering of the study group, Miro confided everything he had told Sein to Gaold.

After passing the air scare in last year's survival test, an organization called the Holy War moved.

They confided the secrets of the world to Miro, and even revealed the existence of Ankera.

Miro said that he had been to heaven. And that was the trigger that made Miro imprison him in loneliness more fearful than his death.

"why… … ."

Gaold jumped up and shouted.

"Why did you accept such an offer!"

"If I don't, everyone will die. I will become someone's successor and protect this world. It is an honor."

"No, that's crazy! What are you left with doing that?"

"Whoa, a member of the Church of Yor shouldn't say such a thing. It's nice, being able to give my love to everyone in the world."

"But what about my love?"

"Gaold, love is not something you can do alone. I do not love you."

"I can do it alone. Isn't that what you pretended to be dating Sein anyway to deceive me?"

Miro sighed.

Her emotions, which would normally be embarrassing, were nothing compared to the situation she was in.

"ha. How did we come to be like this?"

Gaold pointed.

"It's all because of you!"

"Ho-ho-ho! what am i I was quiet. Anyway, this guy's popularity… … ."

Even in a situation where his life was about to end, Gaold's teeth trembled at the sight of the maze starting with a joke.

Doesn't the heart of the person who has to send her to a place where he will never see her again?

"it's okay! do it yourself! I will forget about it from now on."

Gaold went out to the study meeting coldly, but his heart was hotter than before.

Maze's Tomb.

The design of Istas, created by Sein and Miro, was no different from weaving a coffin for himself while waiting for the day he would die.

'There must be a way. I can save the maze.'

There is no way.

It was only when he started to think of a realistic method that Gaold could feel how big the incident was.

Gaold prayed all night.

'God, why is she? Why should someone I love have to suffer like that?'

I heard from Sain that a committee of 20 was convened to decide the maze's choice.

Gaold recalled the names of the committees.

Mirhi Alpheas, Miro's teacher, Olivia, Tormia Kingdom Teachers' Association, and Tormia King Adolf and Queen.

The fact that 4 out of 20 people from their country were included would be an excuse for a secret history that would later be revealed on the surface, but Gaold was not satisfied.

The three emperors and first-class envoys were included in the gathering of the world's top authorities in various fields such as nation, religion, society, humanities, history, philosophy, and art.

'Gustav Havitz. He will never forgive Maze.'

In that case, Gaold had only one person to lean on.

The people invited as religious figures included the Pope of Lamie, the world's largest denomination, and Jorah and Amium, who are called the living saints of the Yore religion.

'Yes, if he is… … .'

Although her influence is weaker than that of Lamie, Amium's personality is recognized by the world.

If he gave the committee his breath, he would be able to keep Havits in check.

In this way, the 20 judges were carefully preparing to avoid the eyes of the world.

Near Istas of Alpheas Magic School, the space-time dimension of the scale wizards opened, and those with the world's greatest authority gathered there.

After spending several nights, Gaold found Amium, the symbol of Yor, walking buried among the escort knights.

"Amium! Mr. Amium!"

At the same time as the garold jumped out, the blades of the escort knights flew towards his neck.

"Stop."

Gaold stood motionless, his throat caught in the crossed blades.

Amium had the knights gather their swords.

It was impossible for him, who was called the Living Castle, to kill anyone, so the knights obediently followed his instructions.

"Who are you? How did you get here?"

"My name is Gaold, a member of the Yore religion."

Amium silently watched Gaold kneeling.

"Please help Maze! I have lived my whole life as a servant of God without shame! I can give you my soul! So please Miroman… … !"

"Did you say Gaold?"

"please… … God bless this little servant! God's mercy to Miro… … !"

"God will also forgive us."

Gaold's eyes widened.

It was a shock that the castle he had built with all his life collapsed.

Amium was thinking of sending the maze.

"Lord Yora… … ."

"let's go."

Amium stopped talking and followed the escort away.

"Security is lax."

Those were the last words Gaold heard from Jorah.

"16 votes for, 1 against, 3 abstentions. Through 20 judges, we approve the labyrinth wall project."

No one clapped.

Those who felt remorse and those who did not, each felt differently, but everyone knew that it was an act that would never be forgiven.

"It happened."

Even after hearing Sein's words, Gaold was staring blankly at the wall.

"Stop forgetting. Miro made the best choice. Her sacrifice gave us all a new life."

"A new life?"

Gaold's head turned slowly.

"No, we have all lost the light. Thanks to one person who shouldered everything and disappeared, we have acquired an indelible original sin. We will forever depend on the second and third labyrinths."

"What's wrong with that?"

Sein looked back at the coordinates of the space where the maze would leave.

"What's wrong with living with original sin? If that's the case, you can live like that again. That is human."

"I'm going to the labyrinth."

Gaold rose from his seat.

"do not do that. She is the one who suffers more than anyone else now. We can't do anything."

"Dear Miro… … ."

Gaold gritted his teeth and said.

"I will go."

The night before Miro passed away, Gaold called Miro to the park.

Contrary to expectations, she readily came to the table, smiling brightly as if she had already prepared her mind.

"Hey, I'm really glad. I thought I was going to die of boredom because no one came to visit me. That bastard, Sein, is really indifferent."

Gaold looked at him in awe, and Maze laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Why so serious? That's a good thing. I will go beyond history and become a myth. What could be more glorious than being a wizard? It's boring to live like this anyway."

Originally, he had a talkative personality, but now there are more than usual.

Is it because it's the last time you talk to someone?

When his thoughts reached that point, Gaold hugged Miro.

"Let's run away."

The maze was still calm.

"Let's run anywhere! Let's go with me right now! I will protect you no matter what!"

"How are you going to protect it?"

Gaold grabbed Miro by the shoulder and pushed him away. And she said looking straight into her eyes.

"Even at the cost of my life, at any cost… … ."

"Gaold, this is not like you."

"I know! But now it doesn't matter! why are you How many people are there in the world! If it were me… … ."

"Because you are weak."

Gaold looked at the maze with sad eyes.

"So I have to do it. Gaold, please understand."

"no. now i can only see you I can't do anything without you!"

Gaold grabbed Miro's hand and hung on.

"Let's just run away! Even for a day, no, even for a few hours with you… … ."

Miro shook his hand violently.

"Why are you doing this to me! With nothing to do!"

Tears welled up in Miro's eyes as she raised her voice.

"then… … save me… … ."

The moment he saw her eyes mixed with a little resentment, Gaold trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

As my head went blank, only flashes of emotions that could not be described in words were flowing in series.

Miro suddenly changed his expression as if he came to his senses and turned away coldly.

"Forget it. It's because your selfish thoughts are so pathetic."

Even after Miro left the place until dawn, Gaold stood there as if nailed to it.

On the morning of Miro's departure, Gaold looked up at the altar in Yor Church and put the pendant around his neck.

'Oh God.'

It was the first prayer in Gaold's life.

'The servant who has obeyed you all his life is greedy for the first time. It doesn't matter if you go to hell. It's okay to cry out in pain forever. So, please give me the maze.'

Gaold took the first step towards the maze.

A committee of 20, historians, and high-ranking officials from related departments were waiting in front of the Istas Magic Warehouse.

There was no need for words for a decision that had already been made, and Miro slowly walked towards the grave she had made.

Since she had already mastered the true meaning of scale magic, there was no problem opening the dimension space-time.

Sae-in silently watched her pass by, then opened her mouth.

"Goodbye, Miro."

Miro's steps stopped.

Thank you.

Sein wanted to speak.

My feelings for you were sincere.

But he finally shut up.

In that way, Se-in let go of the woman he loved most coldly in the world.

Just when everything seemed to end easily, someone shouted.

"It's a maze!"

Sein's face turned pale as he turned his head.

Garold, dressed in the uniform of the Church of Yor, was running towards him.

"Crazy man, determined to die… … ."

Before Sein stopped, the highest ranking knights drew their swords.

"Take care of it."

"Can not be done."

The imperial bureaucrat who enforced this case stopped it.

"It is an ultra-sensitive issue that can change the direction of humanity. No deaths should be recorded in history."

"What if?"

As the official winked at him, magicians and lawyers unleashed anti-magic and the law that restrained their actions.

'Goes! I can go!'

The closer he got to the maze, the faster Gaold's heart beat.

Tick. Tick.

At that moment, the powerful anti-magic destroyed his mind, and the law of the lawyers pressed him to the ground.

"Keugh! Maze!"

I called for the maze with only my head raised, but she didn't look back.

No, I shouldn't have looked back.

"Quaaaaaa!"

I tried to stand up with all my strength, but the magicians and lawyers belonging to the executive committee were the best in the world.

"Big! Big!"

Gaold's face contorted as the binding force grew stronger.

Tick.

"Put it down. It doesn't matter as long as you don't die."

As the force of the law intensified, Gaold let out a scream of spine-shattering pressure.

"Quaaaaaagh!"

puck! puck!

Gaold's eyes burst with blood vessels, bloody tears flowed and blood leaked from between his teeth. The nerves in her face jumped at will, making her skin ripple.

Pain twice.

"what?"

It was only then that the wizards and lawyers felt strange.

It was not a strength that normal humans could endure.

Gaold looked at the maze with bloody eyes.

She was only 20 meters away.

Second… … .

But 20 meters seems to be forever unreachable.

… … mow.

Those damn 20 meters!

"Aaaaaaaaa!"

Wood deok! Wood deok!

Gaold continued to step forward, feeling the pain of twisting bones throughout his body.

pain 4 times.

The more he did, the more the maze got further away.

And at that point, Gaold's clock stops forever.

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[458] The Beginning of Change (10)

"It's a maze."

Gaold took another difficult step. He didn't even know how that was possible.

However, all the senses became transcendentally clearer, and the pain intensified.

The pain of the body was the pain of the mind, and the spirit was permeating into the heart again and knocking on the door of hell.

The human heart is hell.

"It's a maze!"

As the restraining force became stronger, the threshold of pain perception continued to rise.

Gaold couldn't feel any change in his body, even in terrible pain.

It hurts so much.

There are no limits because the mind has no substance.

"Aaaaaaa!"

Pain 100 times.

Gaold's face was so distorted that it was no longer human.

Even the wizards and lawyers, who were proud to be the best in the world, felt a grotesque beyond human nature from Gaold, who untied his restraints and moved.

"Oh, how could this happen… … ."

Sein shouted.

"Gaold! stop! Then die!"

Gaold did not give up.

His sharpened nerves were only directed at the maze that was moving away.

– Even if you can't do anything!

'Oh God.'

Pain 400 times.

puck! A pulsating nerve burst through the skin.

It felt like pain itself, made only of nerves.

thud! thud!

Every time I took a step, my bones hurt as if they were breaking, and a shock hit my brain.

Being alive couldn't be so damning.

What would it be like if you amplified the feeling of extreme disgust hundreds of times?

"Stop! Keep them away!"

The committee's eyes shook in shock.

Even with anti-magic, his spirit did not collapse, and he continued to reject the law.

"How can such a person… … ."

"Huhhhh!"

As the threshold of pain sensation increased exponentially, Gaold gritted his teeth.

His eyes burned aimlessly, and the gates of hell began to open little by little with resentment over pain and hatred for the world.

"Press to maximum!"

At the direction of the committee, the magicians and lawyers poured all their abilities.

An unprecedented binding force in history, in which even they could not predict the outcome, was applied to Gaold.

"Great!"

At the same time, Gaold's mind shattered as if glass had been shattered.

His pupils were already rolled all the way up, and blood flowed nonstop from between his clenched teeth.

'Oh God.'

Wooddeuk. Wooddeuk.

Every time Gaold moved, the bones all over his body cracked.

'I… … Didn't you say you love the maze?'

Pain 10,000 times.

'But dare… … like you… … .'

"Uh-oh… … ."

The faces of everyone watching turned pale.

All of Gaold's hair stood on end and began to bleach white from the scalp.

"What are you like… … ."

Pain is extremely personal.

In the pain that transcended the limits of a creature, Gaold only repeated himself.

It is an extreme reality with no gods, ideals, or aspirations.

That was all.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The gates of hell opened in my heart, and the demons that ate Gaold's pain came out.

The Shimma descended into the present world through a sense of pain that transcended living things, and as the surrounding scenery changed, everything began to burn.

It was the beginning of Gaold's self-denying heat hell.

Whoops!

As the anti-magic of the wizards who were crushed by self-denial was lifted and the law was destroyed, the lawyers fell.

"Huhhhhhhh!"

Gaold's thoughts flew by, and he opened his mouth and vomited bloody saliva.

All I feel is pain.

Even breathing, even the beating of my heart, just being alive was painful.

Still, he didn't stop.

only towards the maze.

I stepped out to close the damn 20 meter gap that I could never reach.

The maze stopped moving. She looks like she's thinking about something, regretting it.

However, without looking back, he moved toward Estas again.

'Miro! maze! maze! It's a maze!'

Gaold's memory was blown away by the shock, and only the concept of the labyrinth remained in Gaold's mind, and that blind emotion was the only painkiller mixed in with his pain.

"Activate the military camp!"

When the highest decision maker of the committee issued an order, the fixed margin, which had been created just in case, was put into operation.

Gaold's feet drew a barricade and began to grab hold of the great evil and pull it down to the ground.

"Kuaaaaa!"

No human being or any creature could even imagine the shock he received from ten thousand times the pain.

But Gaold doesn't die. His time had already stopped.

From the wide open gates of hell, a huge incarnation of hatred rose in a burning body.

Gaold exclaimed.

"Kuhhhhhhh!"

It spread out towards the world like a monster.

Gods, humanity, and the world disappeared, and as hatred for all humans except the suffering self spread, the world began to be encroached into a hellscape.

"Kuhhhhhhhhh!"

It's such an extreme feeling that it feels rather innocent.

'Damn it!'

Sain gritted his teeth and endured the tears trying to fill up.

In front of Gaold's limit, even the Servant's heart was shaken.

Like the eruption of gas from lava that has been filled up for tens of thousands of years, I had no choice but to admit one thought through my steel reason.

'Yes, Gaold! It's not over yet!'

Gaold's disjointed arms were caught in the center of the bar, and even his legs were strangely twisted, but his face was still heading towards the maze.

If this continues, the body will be destroyed.

Before that happened, Sein threw himself away.

In the end, he couldn't hold it back and burst into tears, and he grabbed Gaold's face and said,

"Live, Gaold! not now!"

"Quaaaaa! maze, maze… … ."

"It's not over yet. I'll do anything! I'll take you to the maze no matter what! So please live now!"

"does not it hurt… … . like pain… … I am… … ."

"Accept my magic. Just a little more, just a little more patience!"

Sein injected sleep magic into Gaold's head.

He knows that his current self-denial does not allow his teeth to be eaten, but Gaold must believe his word.

If it's Gaold, maybe if it's the purest and stupidest guy in the world… … .

Sein cast his magic with all his might.

"Gaold, hold on. you'll be patient Nobody but you can save the maze."

"Great."

Gaold looked at the maze, shivering.

only twenty steps.

The resentment I had to endure because I couldn't narrow it down wasn't even painful compared to getting the maze back again.

'Miro, I will definitely go. I… … .'

Gaold shouted in anger.

"Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

At the same time, the world's magic finally began to penetrate.

The light shimmering like an aurora narrowed from the outskirts of hell linked to his mind, and the scenery of hell gradually disappeared.

As the effectiveness of the seal that imprisoned evil diminished, both arms stretched behind Gaold's back fell powerlessly to the ground.

thud! Gaold passed out and hit his head on the ground.

The 20 Judges, their escorts, and the Executive Committee were all in awe.

Even the best escort knights in the world breathed a sigh of relief when they realized that they were covered in cold sweat only after the great heat hell disappeared.

Gustav Havitz of the Three Emperors said.

"A dangerous seed. You better get rid of it now."

He tried to take over the maze and was beaten by Gaold, but that resentment did not linger in his mind.

It's absurd, but a strange idea came to mind that maybe he could erase the labyrinth's space-time.

"Let's watch a little longer."

A woman's voice was heard when Havitz's subordinates were about to move.

Uorin's biological mother was Theraze Mystra, Empress of Kashan.

Even Habits, the Empress of Kashan cannot be treated carelessly.

Especially with Mitochondrial Eve, her decision wouldn't be solely for personal reasons.

Mystra watched as Sein disappeared carrying Gaold on his back.

'Gaoldra… … .'

Maybe in the distant future, I thought that his existence could bring a huge variable.

Gaold was urgently evacuated and treated.

I couldn't wake up for almost a month, and even after waking up, the only thing waiting for me was the excruciating pain that came through my sensitive nerves.

"Are you okay?"

Gaold was lying on the bed, his fists clenched and shaking.

Chimi was so accepting of the pain that no words would come through.

"Rest."

Sein turned around.

I don't know when it will be, but for the project to go ahead, Gaold needs to be able to do normal activities.

"I had a dream."

Gaold's words stopped Sein's steps.

"I had a dream about going to the maze."

A story that may actually happen in the distant future.

Sein accepted it as fate and asked.

"okay? How is it? Do you think you will fly away because you are happy?"

Gaold didn't say anything about it.

"I will definitely go. Keep your promise."

"Not for you. It is for the maze."

That was Sein's last visit.

Gaold was able to get up after another month.

The pain was still torturing all my nerves, but I couldn't just lie down forever.

Graduation exams are approaching. In order to do anything, you would have to become a wizard first.

Gaold put on his uniform and went to the Church of Yor.

While silently observing the circular symbol, Yora approached from behind.

"Gaold, long time no see. are you okay?"

"… … ."

Yora sadly watched Gaold's back, who didn't answer.

I don't know the details, but the story of the believer who abandoned the divinity flowed like a rumor.

It was self-evident that the follower was Gaold.

"Gaold, you must not blame God. Everything he does has a purpose."

Gaold then looked back at Yora and smiled politely.

"No, Jorah. I never blame God."

As Gaold passed Jorah and headed for the exit, there was a sudden sound of something snapping.

Gaold's face began to contort like a demon as he gripped the pendant around his neck and tore at his chest.

'From the beginning… … .'

His fingernails gnawed at his flesh and drew out blood.

His face crumpled at the excruciating pain, but on the contrary, the corners of his mouth were torn all the way down to his ears.

'Because God didn't even exist.'

* * *

Even after Sein's story was over, Shirone and the others were silently staring at the burning torch.

It felt like the flames burning in front of my eyes were like Gaold's heart.

"So Gaold abandoned God and wandered the world. It was to become stronger. Adaptation is impossible because there is no limit. It was crazy to train in such excruciating pain."

Shirone was terrifying just by imagining it.

Even if his pain sensation increased tenfold, he would hate even walking, let alone magic training.

"But humans are really strange. He did it."

"Are you overcoming the pain?"

Sein shook his head.

"no. It's about accepting the pain itself. The pain I felt in my body was nothing compared to 'I couldn't save the labyrinth'. Whether it's a thousand times the pain or ten thousand times the pain, to Gaold, it's just pain going through his nerves. But the maze is different. It is a kind of phenomenon and event. When you dream of the impossible, it seems that the gates of hell in the human heart open."

Shirone chewed on Sein's words.

Impossible is a word made by humans, but humans also desire it.

The human heart is hell. Shirone could finally understand what Zulu was saying.

pop.

A faint explosion echoed across the night sky.

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[459] Call of Ra (1)

"Pooh!"

The rider of the iron wall blew out.

Moments later, his electrical barriers shattered like glass windows shattered.

Blood leaked out in an oblique line from his shoulder to his waist, and his upper body fell as if sliding.

'Defense magic is over.'

Gaold pulled a muscle and put the missing shoulder in place.

It was an excruciating pain for those with a sensitive sense of pain, but his eyes were only scanning the surroundings.

The afterimages of Cage Team B raged like a storm, but it was clearly an intentional move.

'What are you aiming for?'

So far, the dealer's strong power has not appeared.

Of course, they must know that a mediocre attack is ineffective.

'Am I betting on the Terminator?'

Probably almost exactly.

'I don't put more than two regular eaters in the cage level. That means… … .'

meaning this is the last time.

Cage Team B is aiming for one attack that can be perfectly caught, and if it is blocked, the victory will come.

Gaold's thoughts reached that point, and the corner of his mouth went up.

"I'm talking nonsense and I'm sleepy."

Gaold's hand aimed at Roche, the metal mage.

Puff puff puff puff!

When the air gun exploded, Roche, unable to even think of a counterattack, created a metal barrier in front.

Kaka Kaka Kaka Kakang!

Bullet marks of air appeared on the surface of the steel with a deafening roar.

"Big!"

Roche gnawed his teeth at the vibration coming from his omnipotence.

The thickness of the barrier continued to grow, but the air bullets quickly gnawed at the iron plate like an angry beast.

Dozens of holes were pierced through Roche's body as the clay-like metal barrier was finally destroyed.

It took only one second for the air gun to penetrate the 20 cm thick barrier.

But that one second gave Rose time to approach Gaold.

'This is it.'

Fragrance Magic Placer.

It is a magic belonging to the highest level of fragrance magic that affects the mind, and it has the effect of stimulating the human brain to evoke the most intense nostalgia in life.

Gaold's face contorted cruelly.

The emotional aftermath of his already vulnerable self-indulgence grew and plagued him.

"Big!"

The gates of hell opened in his heart, and his ruthless self-denial unfolded, turning his son-in-law into hell.

It was like making an already violent beast even more rampant, but Rose had a different ulterior motive.

Gaold could not be subdued by force anyway. If so, it makes them more excited and creates a cognitive blind spot.

That square was the only gap to subdue Gaold.

"Roche eh!"

But Rose overlooked one fact.

It could be considered luck for Gaold because he didn't know it, but the fact that the dead person was Roche was a perfect vital point.

Tarvan's anger, who had been friends with Roche since childhood, reached its peak, and that emotion clashed with Gaold's anger, creating a new gap.

"Ouch!"

Rose's head was severed by the blade of the wind, and Gaold's upside-down egg caught up with Tarvan's path.

'It's over.'

Horkin bounced off Gaold in a move separate from the maneuver.

Tarvan, and all the wizards in this place, are young and talented children.

'For the sake of the kingdom's future, let's finish with this.'

Horkin activated detonation magic regardless of the target's reaction.

A powerful explosion swept the area as Suicide, which exploded itself and created a temporary magic assimilation effect, was cast.

The scale was not reduced like the battle arena, so the radius was enormous.

Cage Team B, who hurriedly left their seats, looked at the place where the deflagration was floating, devastated.

Horkin's message was clearly communicated by taking his own life.

As the eldest member of Cage Team B, he became the father of countless wizards.

"Inspiring tank… … ."

Tarban gritted his teeth.

It was a mission he was originally supposed to carry out.

But he was the best tactician to the end.

Suicide's power was not inferior to Tarban's Kaiser Blast in the slightest.

"Did he die?"

Saint Moriac's voice was low.

The smoke disappeared and a black figure was revealed as a silhouette.

Gaold, with blood flowing from his forehead, stood there with an uneasy expression on his face.

"I lived."

With this, the mission ended in failure.

Rose, who will use the strategy, is dead, and the dealer Roche and Horkin are lost.

"There is only one thing left."

Wagan of communication magic said.

"Am I going to go all the way or go back like this?"

I have no thoughts of going back.

However, Horkin's will that those who live should live was only bothering him.

"I will go till the end."

At Tarvan's words, insect mage Beam stepped forward.

"I have to report to the superiors. I can't go all the way."

"Choose anyone. I will stay."

Wagan raised his hand.

"I will go. I won't be of much help in battle."

No one would survive against Gaold anyway, but no one criticized Wagan.

A wizard with enough pride to join Cage's Team B. The rest of the group were only grateful that he had chosen to live with shame for the rest of his life.

"Then shall we go?"

As the rest of them turned around, Gaold flew in at high speed.

He also realized that further battles were meaningless.

"It was a great team. I mean for you."

Tarvan's eyes flashed with life.

"You don't really think it's over, do you?"

If it's enough to stop Suicide, even Kaiser Blast won't work.

But you have to try. Because that's the Terminator.

"Stop it."

Gaold relaxed and straightened his back.

"The game is over. You gave me as much as I wanted, didn't you?"

"play? Play?"

Vibration energy gathered in Tarvan's hands.

Gaold continued as if he was not interested.

"and… … You can't go back anyway."

While everyone in Cage Team B looked puzzled, Communication Wizard Wagan asked.

"You can't go back? Why?"

"You guys were thinking of going back to the Metagate you received from the Association, right?"

No one answered, but there was no such thing as a secret in front of Gaold, the former head of the Magic Association.

"Perhaps the time-space of the labyrinth has disappeared. So the coordinates of the metagate must have been disturbed as well."

Wagon's brow narrowed.

The reason why Heaven's army cannot threaten mankind is because a new dimension called the space-time of the labyrinth intervenes between the two dimensions and disrupts information.

Therefore, except for Maze, the master of space-time, no being in heaven can solve the code locked in the space-time of the labyrinth.

However, since metagate has a fixed coordinate value, it remembers the coordinates of the state in which the space-time of the maze exists.

However, if the space-time of the maze disappeared as Gaold said, there was a high probability that the currently recorded coordinates would have become empty coordinates.

"What is the probability that the space-time of the labyrinth has disappeared?"

Saint Moriac asked.

Of course, since Cage Team B has no way to kill him, Gaold can't lie.

However, the metagate only takes 1 minute to activate.

If Gaold was wrong, he was wasting his chance to get back home.

"Not 100 percent. But it will be more than 80 percent."

"That high?"

Cage Team B started to mumble.

"According to the information I obtained, Miro was taken by the Archangel Kariel. An archangel of creation must have found a way somehow."

The labyrinth is in heaven.

Everyone's head was complicated by the new fact.

If the space-time of the labyrinth is destroyed, the army of heaven will come to the ground.

Sooner or later, the Association will find out about this, but by then it will be too late. It was a race against time.

"Can't you just check it out?"

As Moriak looked back at the party and said, Tarvan asked back.

"Way?"

"I will have no choice but to go in myself."

"The question is who will do it in the end?"

"I will do it."

The one who raised his hand was the communication wizard Wagon this time as well.

There was no disagreement, and Wagan activated the metagate.

In front of the black sphere, Wagan looked back at his comrades.

More than 80% chance of dying. Almost 100 percent emotionally.

"If the coordinates haven't changed, I'll be right back, so get ready to leave."

Because it was such an operation, even a minute was tight.

Tarvan nodded and said.

"Come quickly. Don't leak anywhere else."

"haha! You never know."

Wagon entered the metagate with a cute eye smile.

A minute passed like that, and he didn't come back.

* * *

Great World War.

A small magic circle appeared on the top of the maze and penetrated into my head.

Miro's eyebrows narrowed slightly.

A binding power that is on a different level from man-made magic control devices.

In addition, it was a dangerous magic circle that exploded just by entering the spirit zone.

"Why not kill him? The dimensional wall must have already disappeared, right?"

Kariel laughed.

"do not worry. It will be over soon."

Even if the space-time of the labyrinth is destroyed, the army of Heaven does not move without the permission of Ankera.

It is said that in order to destroy the hateful humans, an independent force is needed after all.

So the maze was still useful.

I have already convened the meeting of the archangels. If we get opinions from the 8 archangels, we should be able to secure enough power to destroy humans.

On top of that, if the situation of Gaold trying to attack Heaven overlapped, even Anke La would have been forced to move.

"Look forward to it. I will prepare a splendid execution ceremony."

Kariel left for the archangel meeting room with a cold smile.

Even in a situation where her life was at stake like a lantern in front of the wind, Miro showed no sign of fear.

'If you don't kill me, it means that the final war has been put on hold. But why?'

I still don't know anything.

Once she realized something, she needed someone's help to get started.

'Gaold is here?'

Then Sein would be with him too.

His mistake caused a terrible tragedy to Gaold, but he hoped that they would do their job properly, since the time-space of the labyrinth was destroyed anyway.

'by the way… … .'

"Beep. beep."

Arius rubbed his face while making a sound of pain as if he felt sorry for the master whose ability was restrained.

Miro raised one eyebrow while stroking his chin as if he were handling a puppy.

'What the hell have these idiots been doing for 20 years?'

* * *

Seventh Thousand Araboth.

Ikael sat on the floor and meditated quietly.

Ashur left to gather information about what Kariel was doing, but has not returned yet.

It is difficult for even Gra, who handles signals freely, to observe the world war while avoiding Kariel's eyes.

It will probably take much longer than usual as information is assembled using signals and their interference.

As such, Ikael's anxiety grew even more.

Things in Purgatory are taking an unusual turn. What the hell is going on?

As I sighed softly and calmed my mind again, I heard a voice in my head.

– Hey Ikael.

Her eyes flashed open.

It was Ankera's voice that I hadn't heard in a long time.

-Ikael, the guilty one, is called.

– The time has come to hear the answer.

-What if you say it's an answer?

Ankerra didn't say anything about it.

– Audience me. forgive your sins

The light began to shine brightly in her open eyes, as if the Milky Way was flowing.

'at las… … .'

The time when he was on probation with his powers restrained for committing an irreversible sin passed quickly.

I didn't feel excited or happy.

I only thought that I had to go back to the position of archangel and put everything that was messed up back into place.

-All right.

Ikael jumped up and left the room.

Her body blurring, and in an instant she soared up the high spire of Arrabot.

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[460] Call of Ra (2)

white space.

The white mirror of the archangel meeting room, which only archangels born from pure concepts can enter, had a texture that seemed to be filled with ink that was not stained.

There, irregularities occurred and archangels appeared one by one.

A perfectly round table rose from the floor, and seven archangels landed on it.

The Wings of Light and the celestial bodies were invisible as they permeated the white landscape.

Here they are equal, and can only give one opinion according to their own subjectivity.

The only exception is Archangel Ichael.

But she wasn't here now.

"Long time no see. It means everyone is together."

Rayel, the archangel of light, said.

Dominating the electromagnetic force, he was a handsome man with a 3-meter tall slender body and androgynous appearance.

"One person is missing. Ichael."

Metatron, the archangel of existence, said.

Dominating gravity, he had the power to suck even his voice.

He was two meters tall, on the small side for an angel, but had broad shoulders and a square chin.

"Ikael is on probation. He can't attend the Archangel Conference anyway."

At Uriel's words, Methiel, the archangel of union, frowned.

With her beautiful broad forehead exposed and her golden hair pulled back, she had a cold personality unlike her innocent appearance, and her eyes were sharp.

"Isn't that a problem? No matter what opinions may be expressed, archangels do not abstain. There is no draw with 7 people."

Originally, there were 8 archangels including Ikael. And when opinions are completely divided at the meeting of the archangels, it is common to follow the will of Ikael, the archangel.

That's how Ikael has been in charge of everything.

But now, with only 7 members, no matter what agenda comes up, a decision is sure to come.

On the one hand, it would be a neat solution, but the problem was that the space they were in now was a white view.

The agenda decided by the archangels born from the concept of the source affects all the worlds connected to heaven beyond heaven, purgatory, and furthermore.

For all beings under the control of the Akashic Records, the evil eye created in the white whale is no different from a message from God.

Satiel, the archangel of disintegration, said.

"My thoughts are the same. It's dangerous to operate White Watch without Ikael. Who will be in charge?"

Looking at the angel's phase diagram, just as Kariel and Uriel are side by side like a form, Satiel is also side by side with Methiel, the archangel of union, like a sister.

The archangel's beauty is unmatched by anything, but her personality is far more brutal and cold-hearted than Methiel's.

"I am responsible."

Kariel, who had been waiting, opened her mouth.

"Kariel, you? Are you saying that you know the meaning of responsibility?"

There is no way that he, the most intelligent of the archangels, would not know. That's why it was a question.

"of course. They called a meeting with the resolution of great extinction."

"Listen to what the agenda is."

At Metatron's words, Kariel brought out the words she had prepared in advance.

"Currently, impure movements are being detected in purgatory. But Ra is not taking any action. I think it is time for the archangels to step in."

Rayel, the archangel of light, asked.

"Does Ikael know?"

Kariel desperately suppressed her crumpled face.

It has been like that since before.

Ichael. Ichael.

Everyone relies on and follows only Ikael.

From the beginning, it may have been only her.

"She is no longer our chief. She doesn't have to ask for an opinion."

Mattiel turned his head. A beautiful voice came out from between slightly parted lips.

"Aren't they only humans? Why are you in such a hurry? No matter what movement the bugs show, just step on them anytime. I don't think we need to do what Ra stopped doing."

Uriel helped Kariel.

"God never forbids the work of human punishment. It just banned the activities of the angels."

said Metatron.

"Is that what it is? Why now? Kariel, what the hell are you thinking?"

"The time-space of the labyrinth has disappeared."

Vibrations of anger emanating from the archangels shook the space of the white whale.

The first to reveal his personality was Satiel, the archangel of disintegration.

"The space-time of the labyrinth has disappeared?"

It was the first and greatest humiliation since their birth that all the heavenly army, including the archangel, stopped marching and retreated in front of mere human ability.

The mere sight of Miro's face shimmering in the celestial body felt as if the angel's pride was being cracked piece by piece.

"If you check it, you will know. Also, the maze is currently caught up in a major world war. With all of your abilities restrained."

Hey hey hey hey!

As the six archangels spread their halos at the same time, a world-shattering roar spread.

No creature could bear to hear this, but no one at the round table cared.

After confirming their respective abilities, they returned the halo to the celestial body.

What Kariel said was true, and if so, it is necessary to reconsider from now on.

Rayel, the archangel of light, said.

"So what is the agenda?"

"We will use all our strength to attack the kingdoms of the earth."

"Hmm."

Metatron stroked his chin.

Although fairies and giants are separate and independent units, it is not an exaggeration to say that 70% of their actual strength lies with the archangels.

However, since the status of the Archangel is so high, it is difficult to draw everyone's agreement.

If a decision was made in Baekkyung, the angels and Mara under them were enough to wipe out the human world.

"But Ra forbade the activity of the angels. What do you think about this?"

"That's why the white watch is activated. We come from Ankera, but the concept of a source. I don't follow the family law. If it's Baekkyung's decision, even Ra can't help it."

The archangels tilted their heads.

Of course, Kariel was right, but their minds were different from human mindsets.

"That, in human terms, is treason, right? Aren't humans the only ones who want to deny the existence of a superior?"

At Rayel's words, Uriel turned to Kariel with a meaningful expression.

What makes Kariel like this?

"I am not denying Ra. The time has come for you to make a decision as an archangel."

"Ymir… … ."

A muffled voice rang through the white watch.

"It is not moving."

All the archangels turned to one archangel.

The archangel of extinction, Faiel.

He, the most incomprehensible of the Archangels, was a short man, 1 meter 70 cm tall, wearing a white robe and covering his face with a hood.

There are not many beings in the universe who know his face, but even those who have seen it will not be able to do justice to his face.

Although he was the last to be born among the Archangels, he is the human way to determine the rank based on the order.

Rather, it can be seen that he is a person who is exactly the opposite of the archangel of amplification, Ikael, and has a different personality from the middle-ranking archangels.

Mattiel asked.

"The law of Ymir is the vanguard of war. That he didn't move… … After all, there will be no war again this time?"

"It could be that it's not a war, it's our victory."

"It could be the other way around."

Kariel was dissatisfied with the archangels who cared about the existence of a mere giant.

"Heh, does it make sense that the higher law cares about the lower law? Anyway, let's start now. If 4 or more agree, the humans are destroyed. In an instant, we will wipe out purgatory and destroy the kingdom of the earth."

The archangels were lost in thought.

Kariel wants war, but angels don't have the concept of persuasion anyway.

It is because their incarnations are so distinct, and their knowledge is not small enough to be swayed by unknown variables.

Ultimately, it's up to you to make your own decisions based on your personality.

As promised, Uriel raised his hand first. Kariel then raised her hand, followed by Metatron and Rael.

The only one who disagreed was Fael.

Even in the absence of Ikael and the refusal of Anchera's message, most of them agreed with the archangels' firm self-esteem.

'With this, the sickest humans will disappear.'

Ikael's face shimmered in Kariel's celestial body, who smiled meaningfully.

* * *

Arriving on the top floor of Arabot, Ikael gazed at the iron gate in front of him for a moment before reaching out his hand.

ridge! ridge! ridge!

Ankera's heartbeat leaked through the crack in the door with an intense sound.

"Anchera, your servant requests an audience."

A massive body with reddish-brown skin surrounded by slime.

It's a collapsed form with no particular personality, but that was the characteristic that symbolized Ankera's totality.

Inside, which weighs 26 tons, all the organs that make up the creature are maintained with only potential before manifestation, and the nerves that run from the ends along the wall are functioning like the brain, engulfing the entire space.

The center of the body bulged out and cut horizontally as if it had been cut with a razor.

Then the skin peeled off and huge pupils popped out, looking around at his son-in-law like a newborn baby.

Ikael took a deep breath when he saw Ankera for the first time since his probation.

As the nerves stretched out on the floor interlocked, a bizarre high-frequency voice was expressed.

"Kik! It's Ikael, hey! In purgatory, shik!"

The eardrum-piercing sound gradually calmed down and turned into a low pitched voice.

"Heretics have begun their activities."

Ikael prostrated himself.

The first concept created by Ankera. That's why Ikael is special.

It was for this reason that Ra was so determined not to drop her as a fallen angel even though she had committed a crime she should never have committed.

"No heresy can stand against you."

"Someone in the world beyond the labyrinth's space-time has made a change."

Ikael raised his head.

Akashic Records called Anke.

It would not be an ordinary human being to be able to make changes within his concept encompassing the whole.

"That change is bringing the results to the present. Maybe there is no time to listen to the answer he left. That is why I forgive your sins."

Ikael was troubled.

The reason why Ankera avoids war is probably to hear some answer in the end.

"There is one thing I would like to ask you. What question does Ra want an answer to?"

"How can I… … ."

Anke Ra said.

"… … Is there not?"

Hearing the question, Ikael's eyes turned vague.

Memories from long ago flowed beautifully along the surface of the asteroid.

And the boy's face too.

"I will fix it."

Ikael said in a firm voice.

If you ascend to the rank of archangel, you will be able to hold all the powers of heaven.

Of course, the same archangels will lose control, but at least they will be able to prevent meaningless sacrifices.

"There are conditions."

"What if you say it's a condition?"

"I will erase the sins you have committed."

Ikael's eyes widened.

If you erase it with the Akashic Records, it is different from simply disappearing from other people's memories.

No one, not even Ikael himself, loses his memory of it.

The only beauty left of her, who was prepared to become a fallen angel and chose to become a great annihilation, would disappear.

"There is a Human in Purgatory who will bring me answers. Can you bear it?"

Ikael's asteroid shook.

it was horror

Memories that should never be forgotten, no, memories that seem impossible to forget are erased.

'but… … .'

Ikael's eyes changed fiercely.

'That's why, more than ever, I have to regain the position of archangel.'

Having made up his mind, Ikael nodded.

"I will take it."

Anke Ra didn't ask twice.

His eyes flashed open, and the world's information waved like waves.

As Ikael's asteroid spread through the halo, a black droplet smaller than a speck of dust began to come out.

'I'm sorry.'

A tear fell from Ikael's eye.

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[461] Call of Ra (3)

The place where Ymir's body was staying was deep underground in Helheim.

If you go down several tens of kilometers in the ice sea, not even light comes in, but Suoi, a creature that lives in symbiosis with Ymir, is floating around, emitting a weak light.

Suoi, who freely moves between solid molecules, has the nature of an incorporeal substance like the creatures of Helheim, and transmits all the information in the world to him through the unique ability of quantum transmission.

In Heaven, the only space where Ymir's body can be restrained may be the ice of Helheim, which never melts.

But Ymir didn't think so.

No physical force can restrain itself.

He can destroy anything, provided it is in a destructible form.

But the law, his law, was the vanguard of the war, and he knew that the time was not yet.

Suoi left between Ymir's pupils and displayed various images on the translucent body.

Ymir's eyes were indifferent to the situation in heaven, the situation outside heaven, and even the situation in another world far away.

At that time, dozens of Suoi floating in groups in the distance overlapped, creating a battle scene of a man.

A boy holding a great sword, no, now with the body of a young man, he was competing with countless people.

Suoi's information is just information.

Ymir trusted his judgment, and it was never wrong.

'Not yet.'

One corner of Ymir's mouth went up.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Just that alone caused a huge 2 kilometer crack in the ice wall of the abyss.

'Not yet.'

Ymir just waited.

* * *

Kariel was busy preparing to destroy humans.

Yuriel, who watched the numerous devices of the Great World War flying rapidly, turned her gaze to Miro, who was caught under the Milky Way.

Accompanied by Arius, who had been baptized by her, she was immersed in thought with a nonchalant expression on her face. She met Uriel's gaze and smiled.

At that moment, Uriel realized.

He is an abomination who opened the space-time of the labyrinth and scorned angels, but the reason why the anger in his heart does not spread to hatred is because he is in awe of her.

It's not about being relaxed or full of confidence. There is no worry because there is no heart.

Perhaps it was the ultimate state of imagery that humans can reach, a sense of indifference.

'This is the first time I've felt curiosity about humans.'

Uriel asked.

"What are you thinking?"

"thought? What do you think?"

Miro put her chin on her head and asked again.

"All thoughts. I'm curious about the thoughts that are running through your head right now."

"Hmm."

Miro pulled his index finger from his chin and pointed at Yuriel.

"You look good. Do you have a lover?"

Miro's gaze swept over the Great World War.

"Isn't that too crude for an angelic device? The aesthetics are also sloppy. Why is that little archangel so busy walking around like that? I'm hungry in real life, but won't you give me something to eat?"

Miro laughed as he listed the thoughts that immediately came to his mind.

"If I asked to be released, wouldn't he fall in love with my beauty and let me go?"

Uriel landed in front of the maze.

The 4-meter-long Gondola of Paradise rotated rapidly as it gathered light.

The Law of Destruction of Paradise – Cheon Do Eun Ha Ryun.

Woo woo woo!

As the goon of paradise bent forward with a terrifying roar, Kariel looked back in amazement ahead of Maze.

The moment the rotation stopped, a sharp noise like squeezing air penetrated the eardrum.

Uriel, who had stopped the plane of paradise next to Miro's temple, spoke in a solemn voice.

"Know your place. It won't do any good to upset me."

"however… … ."

Miro, still smiling, asked with her eyes half-closed as if she was sleepy.

"Why did you have a heart attack?"

"… … ."

Angel doesn't have a heart, but he didn't even know what a heartbeat meant anyway.

Even so, I couldn't refute it because the more I tried to shake the maze, the more I felt an unpleasant feeling as if I was shaking myself.

After reaping the goon of paradise, Yuriel flew to Kariel. Now he too was hoping that the labyrinth would quickly disappear.

Kariel, who was looking at the screen of the central processing unit, said.

"I told you it wouldn't be good to touch you like that. He is the one who scorned the army of Heaven."

Uriel had no choice but to admit it.

How many men can penetrate and stir the mind of a lofty angel?

Kariel pointed to the situation of her troops and said.

"By the way, what about your situation?"

"1st, 2nd, 3rd, all are in good health. Of course, the ordinary angels under my control."

"Right."

Unlike Kariel, who had a satisfied smile, Uriel looked back at the maze feeling embarrassed.

What the hell is she thinking?

"Kariel."

"huh?"

Uriel said while still keeping his eyes on Miro.

"What does heart pounding mean?"

* * *

After the audience with Ankera, Ikael came down in the light elevator.

No longer did she have to be confined to a probation room.

For the first time in a long time, there was goodness in her eyes as she looked at the outside scenery.

The reason why the world is beautiful is because everything came out of the world.

Perhaps you forgot something. But it wasn't painful because I had already forgotten.

Hall is divided.

All sins have been blotted out.

And it was directly related to the authority of the Archangel, who had made all living things tremble a long time ago.

Her expression as she looked around the landscape with a beautiful smile gradually disappeared.

She regained the dignity of the archangel before she knew it, and spoke briefly while staring straight ahead.

"Ashur."

visor!

Dozens of panels were embedded in Ikael's face, and Ashur appeared immediately.

As Ikael's power was released according to the law of his family, his power became stronger than before.

"Your servant answers the call."

Ashur's voice overflowed with power, and a keen energy flashed in his eyes.

His pride reached its peak just because he was the archangel Ikael's triangular Mara.

"What about Kariel?"

"It is as we feared. We are currently mustering the White Watch and mustering the troops of the other archangels. In 24 hours we will leave for purgatory."

"Tell me what you know."

Ashur, who controls signals, conveys information faster than words.

But it was such an honor that I was rather afraid.

"Ikael-sama, I… … ."

"There is no time. Mental union is permitted."

Ashur lowered his head with a thrilled expression.

Subsequently, countless panels unfolded and disappeared as if they melted into Ikael's asteroid.

As the information Ashur gathered quickly flashed through his mind, everything became clear.

Ikael lowered his eyes.

It wasn't difficult to decide where to start.

"Whoa."

Ikael's eyelids gently lowered, and air was sucked into her chest.

The next moment, her eyes widened terribly, and a burst of rage erupted.

Ka-Li-L~!

"Aww!"

Ashur, who was close by, gritted his teeth and suppressed his fear.

Ikael's voice spread with tremendous amplifying power and spread to other heavens in concentric circles from Arabot at the center of heaven.

Ka-Li-L~!

The beings from the 1st to the 7th heaven heard Ikael's voice and fell to the ground.

Not even fairies, giants, or even ordinary angels could resist the wrath of her voice.

Ka-Li-L~!

The echo penetrated the iron and vibrated the inside of the building, and finally reached the Great World War, which is staying at the end of the ritual.

Ka-Li-L~!

"Aaaaaaaang!"

Kariel cried with an expression like paint that had been released with all kinds of fearful emotions.

I don't know what the situation is, but Ikael is coming. Archangel Ichael is coming.

Kariel, who moved fast enough to be said to be the speed of light, flew up as soon as she grabbed Miro and Arius.

Before he had time to activate his ability, he pierced the ceiling with his body and disappeared. At the same time, the afterimage reached the front of the galaxy mirror where Yuriel was standing, and Ikael appeared with a popping sound.

As the air was pushed out, the great world war shook like an earthquake.

"… … ."

Uriel looked at the profile of Ikael standing in front of him.

Eyes full of supreme confidence.

It was the image of the archangel he knew long ago.

"Uriel."

"Dear Archangel."

Uriel immediately lowered his head.

"Where is Kariel?"

Perhaps Anke Ra has entrusted all powers to her.

It is impossible to lie.

"I would have gone to the second thousand."

City of Fallen Angels. It was the best and only place for Kariel to hide.

"Do you guide me?"

Ikael shook his head.

Kariel can be caught anytime.

What Ra wants is to postpone the war until he hears an answer.

Then, the first person she should meet was not Kariel.

"Go to purgatory. Uriel, you speak my words to the other archangels. From now on, don't do anything without my permission. In case of violation, I will use the authority of the archangel."

"I will follow your will."

Uriel, who obeyed the order, raised his head again and asked.

"Are you planning to go to the rebel headquarters?"

"okay."

Ikael opened his eyes and said.

"I will meet Shirone, the light of Area 73."

* * *

Around dawn, Gaold returned to the Rebel 1st HQ. He was, of course, with the surviving Cage B team.

Giving up sleep, Shirone and the others who were waiting for Gaold ran.

Gaold looked exhausted, but thanks to Saint Moriac's treatment, he was not seriously injured.

Sein first showed interest in the goods that Cage Team B was transporting.

It was a container containing a large Targis.

When Sein left with the rebel engineer, all those who remained looked at Gaold's face.

After hearing about his painful past, I couldn't treat him as comfortably as before.

Gaold looked at the reaction and roughly guessed it, but it was not a big deal.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to assemble the Targis? It's a war from now on. We'll hit it in 24 hours."

The river is coming.

"are you okay?"

Gaold raised one eyebrow.

It was unexpected for Kang Nan to express his concern without thorns in his tone.

"Why are you like that? Are you upset?"

Outside of Miro and Sain, she has been by Gaold's side for the longest time, but this is the first time she has clearly learned about Gaold's past.

"Why me? If I had been curious, I would have asked right away."

"haha."

Gaold passed his thumb back and pointed at Cage Team B.

"Take good care of yourself. It was half-destroyed by me, but it will help when needed."

The Cage B team that I know as the chief of staff is by no means weak. Perhaps the result would have been different had Gaold not been the person they were targeting.

Whoa!

At that time, a siren sounded from the command and control room of the rebel headquarters.

While everyone was looking around, a soldier ran and shouted.

"air raid! Enemy raid! It's flying at breakneck speed!"

Hearing the soldier's voice, his gaze turned to the sky, but nothing was visible.

"what?"

Even the soldier had a blank expression.

When calculating the radius of the radar, it was normal to have already entered the line of sight.

Gaold said with a frown.

"Get ready."

As soon as the horse landed, Jiangnan prepared for battle, and at the same time something crashed in front of them.

It took quite a long time to be recognized in everyone's head even though it was revealed at such a fast pace.

Meanwhile, the raider spread his wings of light and looked back at the rebels with his head held high.

"I-that… … ."

It was one angel who infiltrated the rebel 1st HQ.

A face imbued with sacredness in pure white beauty, a slender body with straight arms and legs.

Shirone felt his heart stop.

Archangel Ichael was looking at him.

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[462] Call of Ra (4)

Second thousand Rakia.

City of fallen angels.

All the buildings were white, but red light shimmered like a haze on the walls.

The roads were empty, and all sorts of emotional sounds leaked from the thousands of spires.

Sounds as varied as the number of fallen angels.

There were no taboos for them, and their dissolute minds were running out of control to countless pleasures.

The place where Kariel arrived was the building where Rakia's executive office was located.

The huge building made of bricks was complex like a castle, and three spiers rose as if piercing the sky.

Halls of Corruption.

In a place as wide as the Great World War, numerous plaster statues of fallen angels were enshrined as if honoring heroes.

The poses of the plaster statues revealed numerous actions, some of which were easily understandable to humans, and some of which were incomprehensible to human standards.

Kariel tossed Miro and Arius to the altar in the Hall of Corruption.

Arius rolled on the floor and lay down like a dog deprived of its prey, baring its teeth.

"Kreurreung! Kreurreung!"

Kariel looked at the maze without paying attention.

In his intelligent eyes, I could see him rolling his head to grasp the current situation.

"You don't have to try. One way or another, you will die."

"Huh, I think you're the one who's fluttering? Your face was really nice to see."

Kariel's expression crumpled.

The reason I'm afraid of Ikael isn't because she's strong.

The one who suffers is always the one who gave her heart, and the sense of betrayal pierces her heart with even greater pain, and she feels the despair of the world disappearing in front of her anger towards her.

"Do you think you have defeated the armies of Heaven? No, you're just someone's heir. And now even that power is gone."

When Kariel snapped her finger, the plaster statues in the hall glowed red, and hundreds of Maras sprang out and charged into the maze.

"Kuaaaaa!"

A number of hideous monsters bared their teeth against Miro's face.

"Abominable woman! I will chew your bones carefully!"

"I'll pluck and eat your soul! I will make you wander forever in the pits of hell!"

A ghastly sound was heard from close by.

Arius wandered around the labyrinth restlessly with hostility to the point of wanting to pierce his flesh with his nails right now.

Miro, on the other hand, didn't even blink.

She doesn't give her heart to anyone. That's why everyone throws their hearts at her.

Miro's impermanence prevails over all minds, so he could not feel fear.

"What are you up to? What you were trying to do seems to have gone awry."

Ikael's anger was heard by Miro as well.

And if this is the city of fallen angels, it means that Kariel has already been amputated as an outsider of heaven.

Kariel was thinking about that too.

As long as Ikael becomes the archangel, the other archangels will not move.

What suddenly crossed my mind was that maybe it would be best to end it here.

But soon he changed his mind.

'Ikael.'

The stronger she became, the more afraid she became, the more her desire to prevail over her mind grew.

'Is that the only thing after all?'

Kariel turned around without answering.

Numerous maras retreated from the maze and expressed their will to obey.

"Brilliant Archangel, where are you going?"

Due to the nature of Rakia, the troops of Heaven cannot be stationed there.

Then there are people who are just right for you.

"We are going to Muspelheim."

Kariel turned into light and flew up.

To the place where the fallen giants are.

* * *

"This is Ikael?"

The rebels were thrown into confusion just by the appearance of Ikael.

Her name had more destructive power than any armed air strike.

Once upon a time they too were the subjects who inhabited Heaven.

The heroic story of Ikael, who destroyed countless heresies and completely destroyed a civilization, was already positioned in the brightest place even in mythology.

Gaold watched Ikael's face.

It is not possible to measure an objective figure just by looking at it.

This is because combat is something you do not know unless you try it, and it is a holistic activity in which numerous variables work.

'I'll never win that one.'

Gaold readily acknowledged the opponent's capabilities.

Archangel Ikael, who had fully awakened, was not an object to be analyzed with the concept of battle.

just power.

It was the amplification itself that exists in the natural world.

That's why I came alone.

It could only be seen that Ikael himself knew that he could destroy the rebel 1st HQ alone.

'Ikael… … .'

Amidst the complicated thoughts going back and forth in each person's head, only Shirone's mind went blank.

Before coming to heaven, no, even after coming, I never imagined that I would be able to meet them in this way.

My heart pounded and my fingertips trembled.

But Ikael couldn't find that beautiful smile he had seen before.

Only the authority of the archangel who commanded heaven was buried in his expression.

Kiyiying!

A barbell flew from the armory with an intense metallic noise.

Babel, which was newly equipped with an algorithm by Shirone, immediately sensed the existence of a powerful angel far beyond the normal orbit, and was in a state of raising all available combat power.

"Oh, this can't be… … ."

The rebels looked surprised.

It wasn't until the two beings were in one space that I realized it.

Ikael and Babel are perfectly similar in form.

Of course, the beauty of Babel is nothing compared to the real thing, but beyond the height and curves of the body, it resembled the tips of the fingers.

'Babel… … .'

Ikael looked at the machine that looked just like him.

I know that it is the only gas in the world, but I also know who created it, but all conversations with that person have already been erased.

Even so, there was a vague feeling in his eyes.

No matter how much memory is erased, the incident itself is not gone.

Her body, everything except her memories made her feel a faint nostalgia for Babel.

Hey hey!

Babel moved quickly and charged towards Ikael.

Eliminating angels is the value of Babel's existence.

As soon as sharp iron claws poked into Ikael's forehead, Shirone activated the Ultima System.

'no! stop!'

Babel stopped moving while aiming at the capital.

But nothing was already standing there.

Before I knew it, Ikael, who had flung himself, passed Babel's back and was walking towards the rebels.

Sein, who had personally experienced the speed of Babel, got goosebumps just by seeing Ikael's movements.

'I have to fight a monster like that to recapture the maze?'

As if he had no interest in human thoughts, Ikael spoke to everyone.

"Accept the will of Ra. If you stop the war from this hour, Ra will also set you free."

"Have you been released? Are we going to win?"

The rebels groaned.

It was unexpected that heaven would propose a truce first in a situation where victory or defeat in a war could not be guaranteed even with a large tagis.

Commander Crude stepped forward.

"By liberation, what exactly do you mean?"

"Tell me what you want. I will converge on anything I can do in my capacity."

Crud looked back at Sein.

Honestly, from the moment Ikael appeared, I was so desperate that I thought everything was over, so I didn't expect it to come out in such a low profile.

Sein signaled by nodding his head.

Of course, he came here not to liberate the rebels, but to save the labyrinth, but since the situation had turned out like this, it was in order to listen.

"Move your seat."

When Kurud pointed to the command and control room, Ikael shook his head.

"No, you are not the one to negotiate."

"then?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Ikael as he turned to Shirone.

Of course, Shirone is symbolic to the rebels as the light of District 73.

However, it is true that experience and position are vague enough to decide something at the negotiating table.

I couldn't figure out why Ikael singled out Shirone.

"Send it at once."

Gaold said.

If Shirone's condition for activating God's Punishment was to face Ikael alone, it was the right choice tactically as well.

Crud, who had confidence in Gaold and the others, eventually agreed, and Shirone and Ikael walked side by side through the corridors of the command and control room following the guidance of the executive.

Shirone's mind was still confused.

There were many thoughts about what to say first, why she was so callous to herself, but it was not yet time to get them out.

He just assumed that she would be like him.

"This is it. It is the only place where eavesdropping is impossible."

The officer opened the door to the most secure interview room at the rebel headquarters and let the two men in.

The door closed and even the guards left.

It was Ikael's order not to approach within a radius of 100 meters.

It was a ridiculous request considering Shirone's level of risk, but he knew she could do anything if she put her mind to it anyway.

Shirone and Ikael, who sat across from each other at the table in the interview room, were silent for a while.

Shirone, unable to bear the tension, smiled first and opened her mouth.

"long time no see."

Only then did Ikael show a smile.

"okay. I'm glad you got back safely."

Shirone clearly remembered the situation in which Ikael taught Ataraxia.

If it wasn't for her, we would never have met again here.

There was another awkward silence.

The reason why Ikael pointed out Shirone was according to Ankera's will.

Also, the reason I came here was to disarm the rebels and negotiate.

Even so, he didn't want to leave his mouth.

'I am… … What am I missing?'

From the moment I saw Shirone, the feeling of scratching my heart continued endlessly.

Area 73 light. The boy who personally taught Ataraxia.

But why did he try to hand over the archangel's power?

Ikael's asteroid, recalling his emotions at the time, flinched as if in surprise.

Her eyebrows wrinkled, and unknown emotions engulfed her whole body.

"are you okay?"

Shirone asked anxiously.

"it's okay. Well, first of all, the rebels… … ."

"Before that, I have a question for you."

It was the first thing Shirone needed to hear.

Ikael blinked as if waiting for an answer, and Shirone took a deep breath and spoke carefully.

"I've been curious about it for a long time. Is there anything you can tell me?"

Ikael's head tilted.

There was nothing to say between Shirone and himself.

Even so, the reason I can't deny it is because I felt faint again like when I saw Babel.

"no."

Ikael said firmly.

It was a cold voice that tried to deny it.

"I have nothing to say personally."

Shirone's heart sank.

The reason he risked his life to go to heaven was because of the conviction that he would definitely hear her if he met her.

however… … .

"Nothing to say, nothing to say?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, I."

At that moment, Ikael's voice trembled.

It's a memory that doesn't exist, but it's because the heart has already been cast.

She desperately tried to squeeze the words out. The more I did, the more a great sadness came from somewhere unknown.

She grimaced as if to hold back the pain.

"I have nothing to say to you."

Ikael stared at Shirone as if searching for the existence of something that troubled his heart.

At that moment, clear tears flowed from her beautiful eyes.

She didn't know the meaning of the tears she was shedding now.

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