Chapter 157: 157 156 The Power of God

one hundred and fifty-six

Demons stained with evil. Can't you still recover from that fact, angel Tyriel? Stay drooling.

"I can't take it or give it away, but I can't open the coffin without its power. Yet the coffin is open. I mean, you had that power somewhere, right? Then where does that come from..."

Try to comfort her like that. Kagra lines up the information she has now, gently touching its back. Then when she heard the word, Mira muttered, "Is it the power of God" as if she remembered.

"I remember one thing. Surely the Holy Sword Sanctuary was the daughter of the Spirit King? Do you have the power to break the seal?"

Holy Sword Sanctia. It dwells in the power of the Spirit King that it is also comparable to God with his pinky fingers. And more importantly, when we first met, the Holy Sword Sanctia was in the hands of the haunted curse. The possibilities will be great.

But the Spirit King denied it. Sure, Sanctuary said you might be able to break the seal, but you should realize when that power is wielded in the first place.

It is the word of the Spirit King who presides over nature. I guess there's no mistake in that. If so, what other ways would there be?

"Then what about these things? He opened the seal on the coffin, not the small hole in the seal. Because as far as I can tell, I'm not likely to be able to open it in a regular way. Then you should think you forced yourself to open the hole. If you think the power you need to do that, can't you have more choices even if it doesn't change the power of God?

What we've been talking about is how to open a coffin formally. But in retrospect, Senki's burial ground is like a hole in a coffin. Mira focused on the difference.

"Do you open the hole, not the coffin? Well, maybe we should do it. '

The voice of the Spirit King sounds like he was deeply impressed. In order to open the coffin, they need the process of neutralizing the boundaries that are obscuring the connection with the present world and converting the special substance that is shaping the coffin, the Divine Spiritual Crystal Stone, into mana.

The power of neutralization and conversion. This is the power of God needed to open the coffin normally, but it is also possible to open the hole, the Spirit King said, if you only have the power to cleave boundaries and wear the Divine Spirit crystal stone.

'But which way do we need the power of God? Otherwise, we can't interfere with the boundaries. But naturally, all that power is not readily available. But it's also true that the possibilities have increased. "

"Hmm...... I mean, God's power is the lowest condition. In addition, destructive and"

Mira circles her thoughts as she organizes the words of the Spirit King. And after a while, I arrived at one possibility. If you can't give strength from God, you just have to take what has God's power.

"How about an artifact? I remember it was a gift from God."

"Damn, Iris' divine spear or something is awesome. Maybe an artifact can do it!

When Mira utters her thoughts, Kagra also agrees that she had the hand. God gave me strength and so on, because I was talking about it all the time, or so my thoughts seemed to go around in grandeur.

Artifacts. In the distant past, the generic name of an artifact that God is supposed to have given man. They are all unparalleled and possess immense power.

But the Spirit King's response was not what the two expected.

"Artifacts...... Oh, that was about the English Spirit Martial Arts. As Lord Mira puts it, that is certainly a gift that God has given men, but it is not the power of God but the power of miracles that is kept secret. It's about resonating with people's hearts and attracting their wishes. There will be no interference in the coffin because it is only a force tailored to man's vessel '

"Oh my... Is artifact such a substitute?"

"I'm sorry it wasn't the right answer, but I found something amazing instead."

The artifacts were Mira and Kagra's perception that they had powerful power anyway. The Spirit King asks me who that power is, and the two of them are astonished and at the same time, greatly moved. It's just a new historical fact.

'It's just that you might be right in your mind. In the earth where the Lord Mira is, there is an artifact that houses the power of the Authentic God. There must have been three big countries in your possession. "

When the Spirit King affirmed the possibility that Mira had come up with, he acknowledged the existence of an artifact with the power of God itself, unlike the artifact. Moreover, it is said that there are three countries: Grimdart, Alice Farius and Ozstein.

"Ah, ahhh! Oh, my God. That's what happened!

Shortly after hearing the Spirit King's words, Kagra abruptly raised her voice. And then he pops out of the room saying, "Wait a minute," roughly surprised Mira.

"What abruptly..."

"You seem to have noticed."

Staring at the open door and Mira shrugging, the Spirit King responds somewhere for fun. It's been a long time since I've talked to people, and the Spirit King seems to be rapping more than usual. But there was no one to know it, and the Spirit King himself would never have noticed it, only a little warmth.

Mira kept holding the angel's hand, which was still leaning down. Rather than, angels don't try to let go, so the status quo is as it is.

"There it is. There it is. Look at this. Look at this!

Where I was quietly watching the angels, Kagra comes back noisy. At the same time, Kagra let him spread his bundle of paper on the table with much confidence.

"Mm-hmm. Where are you going?

"Look, here! This part!"

Kagra fingers some of the bundle of paper as she re-grips Mira's hand. From what I saw, they were all like materials. "Which," said Mira, peering into the dossier, the moment she saw one of Kagra's pointing sentences, "Oh, my God!" and give a shout of surprise. And the Spirit King also groaned, 'This, I see...' as he was good at it.

A sentence written there. It was, "No artifacts found yet."

"What the hell is this all about?

"Hmm. That 's--"

When Mira asked, Kagra answered with more confidence. This material was examined by the Archaeological Survey Team.

After Mira first contacted Kagra from the St. Polly branch of the Fifty Bells League. He said Kagra had given instructions to keep a summary of the various things involved in this case.

This is one of them, he said, the latest version of the investigative material about the archaeological investigation team.

The interrogation of three top executives of Chimera Clozen in Mira and Kagra about a week ago. On the basis of the words Gregorius uttered at that time that he had dedicated the body of the solemn investigation team to the altar at the end of the concealed door, he was also taking Louise, the cross-border magistrate who wished to accompany him, to re-investigate Senki's burial site.

As a result, they discovered countless bodies that had been whitened behind a door that had been elaborately concealed. Even more beautifully arranged bodies remained intact, such as belongings, and were in a state where it was easy to identify individuals, he said.

However, that investigation dossier stated that the number did not match the roster of archaeological investigation teams left in the country's library. Naturally, based on the addition of Gregorius, etc.

So who the hell was missing?

"Ludwig Bernstein, captain of the archaeological investigation team. His presence is neglecting to disappear from this moment. Besides, Mr. Louise told me that as captain of the investigation team, he was lent the artifact" Hammer of Yellow Springs Road ". Hey, you know, it connects, right?

Kagra grinned all the time.

Ludwig, captain of the archaeological investigation team. According to the material Kagra brought, only one of them was still unaccounted for. At the same time, they haven't found the artifact he allegedly possessed, and now they're searching him in secret.

"The hammer? A weapon-shaped artifact would make it possible to perforate it."

The Archaeological Investigation Team proved by the words of the Spirit King that it was possible to open holes in the coffin of the sealed ghost. The nature of God's power is diverse, but it is generally judgable in the form of vessels, he said.

"Which means this captain was the devil."

The material that I had been asked to examine beforehand helped to solve one of the mysteries. Kagra, who cares about the matter, looks really good at it and steps into another mystery.

The reason why the archaeological team was able to identify the location of the coffin, which people should not be able to recognize. Here we are, finally, back to the beginning.

"I guess that's what this is about. I've been king before, Duke. There's been a case of demons ruling the country. No wonder you're replacing it if you think about it. Moreover, the title of captain and others makes a lot of speech. You could have led us to the coffin."

When Mira mouthed it, Tyriel's body only stretched for a moment. That would be an absolutely impossible evil deed if Tyriel's devil knew. Tyriel lays face down spicy. Still, I didn't try to let Mira go, I didn't try to escape from the spot, I was just ready to accept it as a fact in its eyes.

"I was wondering, can the devil handle artifacts? Indeed, earlier, the Spirit King said that it was impossible for the devil to gain the power of God."

The Spirit King is also connected. The influence, wonder and Tyriel's thoughts are conveyed through his hands. Even though she felt it, Mira went on to say so even more.

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'No problem, I can't say. If you just carry it, it won't affect you, but the artifact blows intense sanity when you wield it. No matter how tough you are, evil stained demons today will work considerably'

"I see. For example, it can't be used without darkness. I don't care if you run into the devil who wields the artifact."

To the Spirit King's answer, Mira leaks a sigh of relief. And

"If it has changed, we may now have the means to restore it to the former demon. Thinking about it, I don't want to fight the devil as much as I can. I've never been over it if I could be powerless. But if you've met an artifact wielding demon, I can't help you with the boulder."

And I held Tyriel's hand tightly, and said gently. It's unthinkable from the demons of today, but he said he was once in a cooperative relationship with an angel. Beyond knowing that truth, Mira no longer considered the devil to be the absolute enemy of mankind. Above all, it would be superfluous to see Tyriel depressed.

"Yeah. Right. Maybe I know Tyriel."

Kagra also immediately agreed, shaking Tyriel's other hand. Tyriel spent hundreds of thousands of years in the coffin. So that angels do not have a lifespan, nor do demons have a lifespan. That's why there might be a demon inside that Tyriel had a date with.

But it was really a small hope, as many demons were buried during the Three Kingdoms defense. Still, Kagra smiles at the little angel finally unleashed and hopes that one day, I'm sure.

She looks like a girl, but she's hundreds of thousands of years old, Tyriel. With her face up to the kind words, she stares alternately at the two, much younger. And when he realized he was compassionate, he smiled softly and said, "Thank you," embracing the warmth of his hand.

Angel Tyriel said that for the time being, he would be at the home of the Fifty Bells League. And while helping the Kagras, he said he plans to find out what's going on with the other separators.

Now it is a state where the devil who puts holes in the coffin is unleashed in the wild. If a second and third coffin had been revealed, there is a strong fear that a new chimeric closen will appear again sooner or later. That's how Tyriel offered to help when the Spirit King was concerned.

The number of coffins in the sealed ghost is seven in all. Besides, he said Senki's burial ground was the smallest of them all. The other coffins, whether they're open or not, will be in far worse shape inside than this one, Tyriel says.

Still, Mira happily agreed to Tyriel's wish to ask if the curse had faded to a state where purification was likely to be possible.

A few more days after I dropped off Tyriel on the Spirit airship heading to the Fifty Bells League. The city of St. Polly regained the same look as usual, with adventurers on the merchants and a great deal of bustle.

As for the operation of the country, Arioto seems to be rolling well, and there have been no problems such as this.

Chimera Closen, who had deceived well-meaning nobles and manipulated St. Polly's national politics. I heard from Gregorius and others some of the coders used at that time, and now it seems that Arioto has completely replaced the bona fide nobility.

In addition, members of the Fifty Bells Federation, who were placed as their replacement personnel, also work very well after the successive captures of intermediate executives of Chimera Clozen, who were lurking in various departments of national government. There was no confusion in the country and the departments functioned too well, even though a significant number of those in positions had been replaced.

Is it due to Kagra's charisma that many members of the Fifty Bells League were surprisingly good at Mira?

However, since there are restrictions on the spiritual power that can be used differently than before, it can no longer be bright and busy all day. Because all the street lights and lighting in St. Polly used spiritual power.

Now, the spiritual collaborators lend their spiritual power to us at the most noisy hour. Naturally, however, the replacement of street lights had begun mainly in downtown areas. By the way, all this cost is covered by the funds that Chimera Clozen was lumpily accumulating.

Thus the city of St. Polly was slowly but surely reborn into a city that did not rely on spiritual power.

"Oh, did your lords leave today?"

A little more time than in the early morning. After the inn, Mira spoke so to the face of Ecalato Carillon, who was among the merchant corps of many chambers of commerce.

"Yeah, I was actually planning a little earlier, but, well, that was the situation, so I put it off and it's today."

"Oh, it's fate to see you at the end!

While the merchants were rushing to check the carriage load. Approximately Flicka, who could be seized by Emera, Mira was temporarily in a chat with Cyril and the others on standby.

Cyril and the others are apparently planning to go back the way they came, as escorts to this merchant corps. She also asked me to go home.

And after I arrived in Karanak, the soul-relieving city, about half a month I taught my kids to study, sword skills, techniques, and so on, and now they say I'm heading north.

"Are you going to teach the kids?"

Yes, Mira said, and Zeph replied with a laugh. If Flicka had taught Tact how to do it, the next thing he knew, the kids would be coming together.

And Cyril went on to say that one of Karanak's chambers of the union of magicians was now in a school-like state where adventurers were teachers.

"There's no reward for being a teacher. I don't know who it is, and I do it every day. A lot of people like you."

Jesus Christ, Asbal laughs at me for saying that like I was scared somewhere. But when Emera revealed that she "liked a lot of things, too," Asbal said, excusing herself, "It's just a waste of time," and turned to her with a red face.

"Nevertheless, I didn't think I'd get this. Mira, if you ever see her again, will you tell her thank you again?"

Cyril said so to be altered, touching a pure white sword strapped to his waist.

Silver extermination, the weapon of the showdown against Chimera Clozen, handed out by Kagra on the eve of the showdown. After the battle, Kagra gave it to Cyril and the others as a reward.

Silver extermination is the finest weapon, a collaboration between the best alchemists and the best blacksmiths. Although it has the characteristic of having absolute power over weapons made of black mist stone, it has no other special power. But if you are sharp and sturdy enough to be unusual, and if you add the added value of performance as a weapon and the manufacturer's name, it should be worth a billion simply.

I was given such a substitute. Cyril was also surprised by this, but it was still Emera who had the best reaction.

"Even from me! He said he would take care of the future forever! If you can, even to Master Doverlin!

You remember that time, Emera turns herself in a trance. On its hips, a brand-new band of swords was wrapped around it and two swords were lowered. One is the Silver Devastating Sword and the other is the Devil's Sword that Gregor was asking for. Zeph blurs that Emera's bareback here these days was impatient to see what could have been done with dual joy.

"Gibb......"

On hand, Flicka was on the verge of falling off with a distressed look about whether she misapplied or subtracted her powers with excitement. When Mira pointed him out in a grinning manner, Emera hurriedly let go of her hand, and as a result, Flicka stumbled onto the ground.

Immediately after, no one followed the move. Flicka, who raised her face as soon as possible, walked low and buried her face in Mira's chest.

"Nooo!

Mira is rubbed as good because she was alarmed, or because she was shot in the frightened eye of Flicka, unable to dodge in time. When I saw it, there was a small bin rolling around where Flicka was stuck. That's a kind of breathing pill. Flicka awoke at once with the power of the medicine from a half-full state, capturing a flash of alarm.

"Take care of it! Mira, you're in line!

A fierce flicker sometime or another because of previous repression. The white short cane lowered to its waist, although of different lengths, is in the same shape as the silver exterminated long cane Mira has. In other words, as Flicka put it, it is aligned.

People in the merchant squad looked back at something, but I guess everyone understands someone named Flicka, and after turning a little sympathetic gaze on Mira, they resumed their work without a thing.

"I didn't know it was coming at this time..."

I guess it was because I was fully indulgent, and Flicka, who was peeled off by Emera after a knife strike, looked so full. Mira laughed bitterly that she was still the same as she was getting her severely messed up clothes ready.

"Okay, Mr. Mira. I'll see you sometime."

"See you later, Mira! So... if you see Mr. Doverlyn, sign..."

"Bye! I don't know. Really, we're going to see each other again somewhere."

"You're well, young lady. You seem very busy, but be careful with your body."

"Oh, Mira...... Separate again. But now I have this!

Time of departure of the merchant corps escorted by Cyril and the others. As he greets each of them goodbye, Flicka puts it up in her hand with a glorious smile as if to blow her grief away. Mira and matching short canes, not. It was silky brilliant and lustrous with one hair.

Apparently, he was left alone in Mira's hug.

"The lords are masters too."

Jeez, looking back, Mira dropped off Cyril and the others leaving with the merchant squad.

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