There may be more 'people' who are watching a certain battle than you think.

Inside St. George's Cathedral, the young woman with the name of the Supreme Bishop looked at the report in her hand and muttered unnaturally to herself.

"Uh-huh...... Now, things seem to be getting more and more interesting~"

Against the backdrop of the beige robe, the long golden hair, which was 2.5 times longer than his height, spread all over his feet, and an ominous shadow seemed to slowly disappear from time to time.

Although she occupies the position of a close attendant who listens to the oracle, her identity is not so obvious.

The same is true now.

Even if the search techniques within the Church captured quite special wavelengths in Northern Europe, in Lola Stewart's view, they were just the tip of the surface.

There are certain things that she knows more deeply.

(It's really right to call them back, if they all reach the 'that' level, they are still in the role of saints and magicians, and they probably don't even have the opportunity to be a bystander~)

The girl laughed and then stretched out her hand to the chessboard representing the major forces not far away, and rearranged her position.

Cross cults, magic associations, saints, angels, and even the 'demon gods' have all appeared.

That's not a good sign.

Playing with one of the pieces, Lola's face didn't change more, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

(Then again, something has changed so much on the magic side, if 'that person' were still alive...... No, he must still be alive, and then, at this time, he must still be stubbornly looking for an opportunity to intervene without giving up, right? ）

The corners of the archbishop's mouth rose slightly, as if he had seen through human nature.

More than sixty years ago, the English Puritan religion to which she belonged had sent assassins to assassinate a man who had been called the greatest magician of his time, and confirmed his death in some country village.

But even though Lola verified the authenticity of the file, she still didn't believe the results.

It's just because 'that man' is in the real sense and is closely related to her.

Moreover, her guess is not without any clues.

Science side.

School City.

'He' hid there.

(Thinking I wouldn't be able to find out behind this era?) After all, until today, you haven't been able to see who the real enemy is, which will become your most fatal defeat~)

Lola.

More precisely, it was 'something' within her who gave a malicious mockery.

(huh...... It's a pleasant time to get here for now, and for the rest of the day, it's good to step on that guy's head on the day the dust settles. ）

The girl who believes that she will be the final victor restricts her smile with demonic thoughts.

She still has a lot to do in order to be destined for that future.

Say.

Let's go and 'recycle' some lost little lamb.

(If the chips aren't heavy enough, you won't be able to catch the man's tail.) ）

Inside the sacred cathedral, there is a regular sound of finger flipping.

(So here, I have to ask our 'library' and her 'janitors' to dedicate themselves again~)

Destiny is sealed.

Even if it would be so sad that it would be repugnant.

God cracks the fire weaving.

Steele Magnus.

In order to create the necessary contact points between 'science' and 'magic', the names of the two people who had just finished their work not long ago appeared again on the personnel transfer paperwork.

This time, the place of work is in an island country in the far east.

The mission objective is called "Index-Librorum-Prohibitorum (Catalogue of Banned Books)".

And the girl with this name is the person they want to see the most and the least want to see.

（…… All right. ）

(So, which side will you be on?) ）

The blonde demon who gave the order sat closest to the god and laughed silently.

(Mine, 'kindred'.) ）

The pieces in his hand quietly slid down and landed in the middle of the board.

It is also the only one, the superfluous one.

……

…… Follow-up

Inside the "Paradise".

Otinus's doubts deepened.

Although in her perception, the aura of the 'archangel', who had just switched between the three, suddenly weakened inexplicably.

But the chains that bound her didn't go away.

Because there are still 'people' here.

Her aura was climbing irregularly.

The source of the problem was found.

But.

"Do you want to kill yourself?"

The blindfolded girl tore through the chain on her right hand, never taking her attention off the brown-haired witch.

In her opinion, what Zela has done is no longer just trying or desperately, it is 100% self-defeating.

"Sealing all the angels into the human body, even if you can barely touch the realm of the gods, it is impossible to do it."

The demon god looked down and said.

Not to mention the whole thing, even if it is only half, even if the container is a saint, it is definitely beyond the limit that the human body can allow.

If God's barriers had been so easily broken, the world would have been in disarray.

However.

It's weird, it's weird at least.

Eutinus opened his mouth, finally stopping the words that were brewing.

As a result, the face that should have been under his gaze, painfully distorted by the infusion of angelic power, remained calm as usual.

She would never have thought that Zela's body, which was originally specially 'built' for today, could not have considered this situation.

What's more, it's the same person who 'plays' the archangel there.

So until they have completed assimilation and sublimation, Otinus looks like he doesn't know what to say, and his thinking can't keep up with the changes.

- Click.

The sound of the book closing pulls the 'people' of 'heaven' and 'world' back to the same line.

"To be honest, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

The angels are gone, and so are the humans.

A girl of thirteen or fourteen years old has grown to the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen year old.

The only 'she' has everything from both.

"The time of Isis, the age of Osiris, the age of Horus...... If you want to become a demon god, historical changes and the baptism of knowledge are only the most basic conditions, take the modern 103,000 magic guide books as an example, you can't change a demon god in a short period of time, if you count other 'preparations', maybe it will take several generations and several lifetimes to have a glimmer of possibility. ”

"However, there are exceptions to everything."

She' calmly recounted a fact.

Eutinus reacted to this sentence at the same time.

"Since you can obtain 'wisdom' through a special way, and sublimate into a demon god in a mortal body through a 'ritual', then I can also use my own way to obtain 'justice' and then create a 'ritual' that meets my conditions, right?"

Similar processes, nuanced differences, and different 'people'.

Maybe.

Infinite possibilities are also at play here.

That's why 'she' will say words of thanks.

In order to direct 'her' to the right direction.

'Othinus' as a god chose to abandon humanity as 'negative'.

The 'she' who lives with human beings chooses to believe in human beings and is 'positive'.

"Stars", "Justice", "Purity".

"Flame", "Thunder", "Maiden".

This moment.

'She' who meets these conditions has finally taken the final step.

Only with this body, dedicate everything.

Its name is 'Astraria'.

So it is.

- "Demon God".