Virsus Grankein.

    Diavel knew who the man leaping between himself, Beatrice, and Robina was.

    He had been the cause of her recent wavering.

    But to her now, Virsus didn’t seem like the first-year newcomer she had seen before.

    Not just at the level of a student she was interested in.

    “Master…?”

    No.

    That can’t be.

    If that person were the reincarnation of the Master, I wouldn’t fail to recognize him.

    Diavel tried hard to shake his head, but her soul was desperately calling out.

    Everything she had done so far was to meet him.

    My salvation.

    My light.

    My everything.

    My entire life was for him.

    I did everything to meet him.

    Even ‘destruction’ might have been just to meet him.

    ‘But….’

    Could the reunion with the Master happen like this…?

    Uuung

    As Diavel looked at Virsus, the magic he was manifesting shriveled, as if warning himself.

    ‘…Why?’

    The look in Virsus’s eyes wasn’t the Master’s gaze.

    The Master had been cold to her at times, but his gaze wasn’t like that.

    Even through disdain, she could feel affection and regret in his eyes.

    That’s how she knew the Master cared for her.

    But now, Virsus’s eyes only seemed to show caution, a dangerous caution.

    “Why….”

    Grrrrr

    Diavel’s magic swirled and surged.

    “Kuk…!”

    They found it difficult to control their bodies in the fierce whirlwind.

    Thud

    As Virsus raised the holy sword and exerted divine power, a circular shield formed in front of him, protecting the two women behind him.

    “Ah….”

    Diavel’s hands dropped as they witnessed the scene.

    ‘The Master…protecting other women from me….’

    Since my previous life, I have longed for my teacher countless times until now.

    And I’ve always dreamed.

    How will the reunion with my teacher come about?

    And how will my teacher react when they see me again?

    Perhaps scold me for causing “destruction” and grab my head?

    Or pat my head for avenging my teacher?

    Hmm… considering my teacher’s usual demeanor, it seems unreasonable to scold me.

    Then I should speak up too. My teacher suffered because of the restrictions they imposed on me.

    My teacher should apologize too.

    Maybe my teacher will smile softly?

    We might feel that atmosphere we had when we lived together in the cabin before.

    And then I should say.

    That I missed them.

    I wonder if tears will burst out.

    I don’t want to show a weak side, but maybe it’s okay with my teacher.

    Just embrace my teacher as is.

    Into their warm and comforting embrace with a good scent.

    Whisper into my teacher’s ear.

    My sincerity.

    My love.

    “I missed you……”

    Grooooooan

    In the raging storm of magic, Diabel wanted to open his mouth.

    But she soon bit her lips, closed her eyes, and bowed her head.

    “This isn’t it!”

    The situation she had so longed for in her dreams was so different from the current one.

    How long had she waited for this reunion?

    How much had she longed for this reunion?

    Wasn’t it the reunion with the teacher she had wanted, even if she had to give everything?

    “Cough…!”

    As Diabel’s emotions intensified, the raging storm grew fiercer.

    She had gained the power of many past lives and partially activated the Holy Sword, but it was difficult to withstand the magical movements driven by Diabel’s intensified emotions.

    Crackle

    The shield of sacred power created by Vessis began to falter.

    Tap

    “Mister.”

    “!”

    Rovina, who had suddenly approached Vessis, placed her hand on one of his arms.

    As she did, her shadow flowed into Vessis’s body through the shield he created.

    Her shadow filled the breach of Versus’s barrier.

    “…I can’t just stand by and protect the student. Absolute Shield!”

    Uung

    Beatrice, frozen in shock at the situation being too overwhelming to pursue, raised both hands and deployed her high-level shield magic to assist Versus.

    The sight of three people cooperating to overcome hardship.

    “Master… why…?”

    For Diavel, it was a heart-wrenching scene.

    “Why, why, why!”

    Tears of blood flowed from Diavel’s eyes.

    Diavel couldn’t understand.

    That Versus hadn’t even suspected that she might be the reincarnation of Bell from a past life.

    Even though Versus had inherited memories and experiences as the mercenary Versus, Diavel couldn’t imagine that she could be Bell’s reincarnation.

    So, to Versus now, Diavel was nothing more than a formidable enemy to be stopped, and someone precious, whom they had barely met again, to be protected.

    For Diavel, who didn’t know this fact, it was unbearable pain to accept their master as an adversary.

    Kwagwagwagwa

    It was a storm of destruction powerful enough to destroy everything, but when the power of the three combined, it was enough to withstand it.

    “Haa… haa….”

    The radiant hero and their comrades.

    That’s all Diavel could see.

    And they were the villain who had to be punished by that hero.

    Kwaduk

    No.

    I can’t accept it.

    The master is my master.

    Who do you think you are trying to take away my master!

    Diavel plunged their hand into their own heart.

    By destroying their heart, they could temporarily regain the state of their past life.

    If they did that, they could erase all those women and regain their master!

    With determination, Diavel looked at Versus again.

    !!!!

    “Then it’s settled… Live, Bell. You must live…”

    At that moment, scenes from their past life brushed through Diavel’s mind.

    Tuck

    Diabel’s hand fell weakly again.

    The oath of the master who had bound me in my past life, once again like this…

    Pfft

    Diabel bit down hard on it.

    Now… yes.

    I will step back for now.

    But.

    Because I will reclaim it someday.

    My beloved master.

    Oooh

    Diabel’s body turned into smoke and slowly disappeared.

    As Diabel, the core of the storm, disappeared, the raging storm of magic that seemed to sweep away everything also subsided and concealed its appearance.

    “Is it over?”

    Versed, confirming the disappearance of the storm of magic, withdrew the shield of sanctity.

    Diabel’s rampage.

    Something that had not happened in [Eclipse].

    It was the first attack from the beginning.

    There couldn’t have been an event of such an absurd scale.

    Did Diabel flee?

    Versed recalled Diabel’s strength seen in [Eclipse].

    If he were sincere, he could fight against the entire continent.

    But he did not show that sincerity and retreated.

    Why?

    Was there a reason?

    Come to think of it, Diabel’s condition was a bit strange.

    ‘Why!’

    Diabel’s appearance seemed more like that of a familiar girl than the appearance of the final boss, which he knew without blood or tears.

    It was a familiar sight, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

    Have I met her in a past life?

    In the midst of his contemplation, Versed tried to turn back his thoughts of the dreams he had been having.

    “Sir!”

    “Woof!”

    Robina leaned against his back.

    “Hehehe. Sir, I like you so much…”

    “…Cutie.”

    Diabel’s matters can be thought about later.

    For now, Robina, whom he had met again, was more important.

    Versed turned around and embraced Robina.

    “…Ha”

    Watching him from afar and clicking his tongue, the gunner was a bonus.

    * * *

    A forbidden forest far from the Richten Academy

    Diabel crossed the barrier at the deepest part of the forbidden forest.

    As Diablo stepped inside the barrier, something in the form of a human approached her.

    It was Hohmunculus, the witch’s familiar.

    “I’ve come to see the Grandmother.”

    Hohmunculus scanned her body for a moment upon hearing Diablo’s voice.

    Creak

    Having finished scanning, Hohmunculus turned the doorknob in the air. Suddenly, a mysterious door appeared in the empty space.

    Hohmunculus opened the door and gestured inside.

    Diablo slowly walked into the room.

    Inside the room was a long corridor.

    As she continued down the corridor, a building so mysterious that it could only be thought of as a witch’s house appeared.

    “It’s been a while.”

    A woman’s voice came from inside the building as Diablo entered.

    “I never expected you to come find me yourself, Diablo.”

    Diablo turned her head in the direction of the voice.

    There stood a witch with the exact same face and appearance as when she had met the mercenary secretary Vyr in a previous life, despite thousands of years having passed.

    “Should I call you Bell?”

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