episode_0228

He threw the statue of the goddess.

The warrior was thrown.

And killed the demon king.

If someone asked me to summarize it in three lines, I could do it this way, but we had to go through quite a few steps to get there.

For example, using teleportation magic to sneak into the Vatican where the Goddess Cult is located.

Or, securing a statue of the goddess while avoiding the eyes of the priests on night patrol around 2 or 3 in the morning.

Or, in order to move the statue of the goddess as secretly as possible, they use a fake saint to cause a little commotion.

Instead of moving the goddess statue that was obtained in this way, they opened a dimensional gate leading to a dungeon underneath it.

There was a chance of failure.

From the beginning, there was an opinion that it was theoretically impossible, and the person who said that was the wise mandarin.

But we tried.

I said I would try it and if it didn’t work I would take responsibility, so we opened another gate that wasn’t Mandarin’s teleportation magic circle.

The dungeon’s dimension gate.

Just like we opened the dungeon door leading to Gilbert and Albatea Barondom during the Vampire Corps era, we opened the dungeon using the power of the Vampire Princess.

From the Vatican to the Demon King’s Castle.

He opened a dimensional gate in the space right below the statue of the goddess, and made the statue fall straight down through the dimensional gate. He climbed on top of the statue and fell.

“Success, Master.”

“…Is that so.”

The vampire princess on my back looked forward with a face that seemed almost dead, then buried her face in my shoulder.

There is no response.

After all, the vampire princess had exerted all her energy to open the dimensional gate leading to the Demon King’s Castle, so she was too exhausted to move a single finger.

At this very moment, I might even be able to subdue the vampire princess.

But right now I have no plans on what to do with the vampire princess.

This is enemy territory, and our power is limited.

“Over there…?”

Eris in front calls me.

He swung the holy sword with curiosity and cut down the demon king, but she looked bewildered and grabbed the holy sword, pointing to the floor.

“That….”

“The Demon King is dead.”

A feast of white light spread out ahead.

In front of the throne, only dust is scattered, presumed to be that of the Demon King.

“…….”

Is it really possible to defeat the Demon King this easily?

If anyone thinks that way, I’ll direct my anger at that damn warrior over there.

If he had just arrived in front of the Demon King and swung the Holy Sword, he could have easily defeated the Demon King, but he didn’t do that.

The reason the goddess didn’t intervene until now was probably because she thought it didn’t matter much since she had the holy sword, but since the warrior didn’t actually go out to catch the demon king with the holy sword, even the goddess must have been somewhat impatient.

A god with transcendent powers, but who also has a human aspect.

“In the name of the goddess.”

I stepped back and bowed to the statue of the goddess.

Pot, pha-ah!

Vampires fall one by one from above.

One by one, the combatants, including Albatea, Silverit, and Mariel, fall next to the statue of the goddess and land with flying skills.

“What about the Demon King?!”

“He’s dead. If he’s hiding something….”

I am not aware of it.

Since Iris is also hesitant, we have no choice but to leave it to the S-class who are more sensitive to the senses.

“…I can’t feel it. The Demon King, at least for now, has clearly disappeared from this place.”

Albatea looks around and puts down her sword.

Silverit also put away her bow for a moment and lightly ran her hand over the place where the Demon King had disappeared, and she shook her head at me.

“…He really died?”

Mariel looks at the holy sword held by Eris with a dejected voice.

“If he was a demon lord who died by swinging the holy sword…. Ha.”

Mariel covers her face with one hand.

“Who has died fighting the Demon King’s army so far?”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s fortunate that it’s been resolved like this even now.”

There’s no need to think too hard about it.

“If one day the warrior party defeats the Demon King, or if someone who isn’t a warrior party defeats the Demon King, you might feel disappointed, but you should be happy.”

The demon king is dead.

The demon king is dead.

“Ahh. Release. Connecting…?”

[…Teacher, you’re connected.]

“Killed the Demon King. Just a guess, but what about the Demon King Army’s mark?”

[The Demon King’s Army’s mark…has not yet disappeared.]

I checked by connecting to the release, but the scars and traces the Demon King left in this world have not yet disappeared.

“I guess I’ll have to keep researching. Until then…I guess I’ll just have to think of it as a slightly ugly tattoo for the time being.”

The Demon King’s tattoos are now like tattoos.

It’s not a tattoo that was specifically intended to be cool, but even though it’s difficult, tiring, and painful to erase, if you find a way and put in the time, you’ll eventually be able to erase them all.

“Release. Ready to escape?”

[We will begin right now. Mandarin. Please stand up.]

[Ugh, sob….]

[You have to get up or you won’t be able to have sex.]

[Sex isn’t the problem… huh…]

“…….”

A certain wise man was dying so hard that it was making me groan, but I tried to ignore him.

“Rather than that, it’s that thing that’s bothering me now.”

I looked up.

There is still no reaction to come over –

Wheeing.

“Wow!!”

A priest falls from above.

The height from the ceiling of the Demon King’s Castle to the statue of the goddess isn’t that high, but it’s a height from which it wouldn’t be strange for a person to die instantly if they fell.

Phew!

The priest fell on the head of the statue of the goddess.

The statue of the goddess was not damaged, but the priest rolled backwards along the statue’s back and landed with his head on the red carpet of the throne hall of the Demon King’s castle.

Pusheeee.

Something strange seemed to be coming out of the bottom where the priest had fallen, and I hastily backed away from the throne, putting some distance between me and the throne.

“Wooo!”

“Goddess!!”

One by one, the priests begin to jump down.

“Albatea. Didn’t you come down after organizing everything upstairs?”

“It looks like they’re reinforcements.”

Albatea and Silverit stand guard in front of me.

“Eris. Hide.”

“Oh, yeah.”

Eris immediately hid the holy sword, and I gently lowered the vampire princess I was carrying behind me and hid her.

The Vampire Princess is the queen of vampires.

You shouldn’t show yourself here, exhausted and collapsed, being carried by me.

thus.

“Oh, oh, oh. Those who are called servants of the goddess are falling down hitting the goddess’ head.”

“Ugh!!”

He stepped forward with both arms outstretched and laughed mockingly, but the priests who fell from the sky quickly corrected their posture in the air and landed on the ground, avoiding the statue of the goddess.

“Hey, this is…!”

“Who are you! You, you guys…!”

“If you ask where we are and who we are.”

Eris supported the vampire princess and fell back, and I, escorted by Albatea and Silverit, stepped back, placing my index finger on my lips.

“I don’t feel it’s worth answering. ”

“What…?”

“Hoohoohoo.”

He just laughs meaningfully.

“This is a trial given to you by the goddess.”

“Poem, trial…?”

“Yeah.”

The fallen priests are clearly not in their right minds, having fallen to the floor of the Demon King’s Castle and the statue of the goddess, but they begin to focus their gaze and prick up their ears toward me, who seems to know the answer.

“We are those born in darkness and look to the light. We cover the shadows in the darkest places, pursue the most brilliant light, and cast a dark cloud over this land. ”

“What, what are you talking about!”

No comment.

“These are the angels that the goddess sent down to this earth, and I am the leader of those angels and the messenger of the goddess who leads them to the red paradise. ”

One hand on your chest, the other hand forward.

“Azazel Dandelion.”

With an extremely relaxed expression, he stands in front of the Demon King’s throne.

“Before His brilliant light and divinity, the filthy ones with the lowest and ugliest desires were not even acknowledged as existing, but were denied and destroyed.”

“What…?”

“Oh. Sorry. I’m not yet used to speaking in a way that the beings of ‘Summer’ can recognize.”

I felt Mariel looking at me from behind with a look of astonishment for a moment, but I pretended to be troubled and snapped my fingers.

“Yes. Let’s put it this way. The one you call the Demon King. He’s dead.”

“The Demon King…is dead?”

“That’s right. The moment his light shines so brightly on this earth, he goes beyond the horizon of existence…ahem.”

A feeling of electricity shooting down my neck.

Almost ready.

“Listen, humanity. The Goddess has been watching over you, but you have not been able to overcome the apocalypse and adversity that you brought upon yourself.”

“Wh, what are you talking about! The Demon King… is saying that we brought this apocalypse upon ourselves?!”

“The Goddess gave humans a blade imbued with her strongest power, but you did not resolve the end and brought it to this point.”

Flash.

A magic circle sparkles behind you.

I recognized the coordinates through the necklace I was wearing around my neck, and the Mandarin somehow squeezed out his remaining magic power to create a dimensional gate.

“That, that’s…!”

“We, the blood angels who came down from the sanctuary, have brought about the end.”

“Blood…angel…?”

“If you want to come, come. To the place that used to be called Albatea.”

“Albate…!”

I see someone I know.

There were still those falling from the sky, but I ignored them and stood in front of the dimensional gate.

“I am Azazel Dandelion, the apostle of blood and glory sent to this land by the goddess.”

I hugged the waists of Albathea and Silverit, who were standing in front of me, and smiled brightly at the bewildered priests.

“This is your second trial, sent down by the Goddess.”

Pa-ah.

Just go back and jump.

With a feeling of the world turning upside down, I hugged Albatea and Silverite and went back through the dimensional gate.

Squishy.

All that remains is a soft sensation.

Eris, the vampire princess, Mariel, and the bed.

“I will close it.”

Pa-ah.

The dimensional gate closes, and someone falls on top of me.

“…Mandarin’s chest.”

“Oh, I feel like I’m going to die….”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

I comforted her by lightly kissing the mandarin’s chest that fell on my face.

“…….”

Fortunately, I didn’t suffocate to death and then regress to go through the same process again.