- The huge column of water that rises is the signal for the start of war.

A few kilometres away from the outskirts of Van Dolap, a neatly arranged force keeps an eye on the changes at the end of the taiga.

They are one of the special forces of the "Roman Orthodox Church", the magic knights of the "Thirteen Knights".

It's just that according to the order issued by the Cardinals, this time the group action is not dominated by the knights who are good at conquest, but has other 'arrangements'.

This time, their duties are only 'auxiliary spellcasting' and 'mana positioning'.

Although it sounded like a very simple task, all the knights remained as calm as if they were facing a great enemy, and did not let up in the slightest.

After all, it is an imaginary enemy of the "saint", and there is no room for negligence.

Therefore, when he observes that there is something abnormal in the target location, the knight leader who knows that the time is ripe will immediately use the magic power of his whole body and raise the weapon in his hand high.

Behind him were dozens of people who followed suit and did the same.

This is a ritual that uses one's own magic as an 'antenna' and then uses a special medium to achieve the positioning effect.

And everything that is being done now is to prepare for a certain 'big man' who can't use ordinary magic.

The knights did not know who the man was, but faithfully carried out their mission.

As the unleashed mana became more and more concentrated, the clouds above the target location began to glow with an ominous red glow.

Soon after.

It's like the confirmation of the arrival.

The sky scattered.

……

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This is the interior of the Hidden Basilica in the heart of the Vatican.

Deep in the illuminated passageway, the square of the Holy Land, which was originally used for quiet prayer, is now filled with thousands of clergy dressed in the same costume.

They bowed their heads and prayed solemnly, and their solemn voices continued to come out of their mouths, as if they had become a whole, and they sang special hymns that shook people's hearts.

If the "Right Seat of God" is a secret secret hidden in the depths of the world, then these people are the deterrent force of the "Roman Orthodox Church" on the surface.

"The Griego Song Team."

The members are made up of 3,333 monks who can induce miraculously enhanced magic by chanting incantations together.

Depending on how the spell is cast and positioned, no matter where you hide in the world, the Holy Spell Bombardment of the "Song Team" can turn its enemies to ashes.

To become the largest of all the Cross sects, Roman Orthodoxy relies on more than just a huge base of believers.

Now, after receiving the order, the world-class magic group to which it belongs has once again called out the devastating 'light of divine punishment'.

This time the target was locked.

Incredibly, a 'saint'.

……

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The body movement that should have entered the realm of popping can only have the running speed of ordinary people for some reason.

It was because of this discovery that Zela gave up his plans to continue the raid.

"What's the matter, didn't you take the initiative to attack it?"

Standing proudly in place, the tone of the earth was full of mockery.

But Zela didn't bother with him.

（…… This situation ...... ）

Looking at his palms calmly, the originally strong body of the 'Saint's' seemed to have some difficulty even clenching his fists at this moment.

Anomalies are on the rise.

A feeling of weakness that gradually weakens the whole body.

Suppressed palpitations from the chest.

There is also a flank that is not injured, but there is a faint feeling of pins and needles.

Quickly treating her condition like a doctor, Zela quickly had a clear idea.

Combine all the validations, and you're ready to answer.

At the same time, only ......

"In that case, you might as well look behind you?"

Slowly retreating, the sound of laughter from the ground came at the right time.

Needless to say, Zela's eyes were already on the thing behind her that made her 'sick'.

'It' is floating silently above the surface of the lake, constantly showing its might.

In appearance, it was just a splinter spear with an unusual breath.

But Zela had heard of it for a long time.

"Mass-produced Holy Spear".

Not only that, but this is not an ordinary production type, but more like a specialized category.

This name alone may not prove that 'it' is enough to restrain the strength of the 'saint', but the prototype of this gun must be unfamiliar to anyone.

It is the holy weapon that was said to have assassinated the 'Son of God' and was dubbed the 'Spear of Destiny'.

- Longinus.

In particular, today is 'Friday'.

"Saint", "Holy Spear", "Execution Day".

These magical elements come together, and from the moment the local medium is thrown into the lake, it has been transformed into a huge 'ritual field'.

After figuring out everything, the sense of disobedience that had just begun to emerge finally surfaced.

I didn't expect to calculate to such an extent for her, and it was really bloody.

And, it doesn't seem like it's over yet?

Following her perception, Zela shifted her attention to the sky.

The magic in the atmosphere is boiling.

This is a sign of a huge burst of energy.

The 'nets' prepared by the earth did not leave the enemy the slightest respite.

This is the man who bears the name of "The Left Land".

This is the strength that should be the "right seat of God".

Here it is -

Just as Zela was thinking this, a blood-colored pillar of light fell from the sky.

There is no obstacle, and there is no obstacle.

Like a judgment from the gods, Red Lotus's spear pierced the earth in an instant.

The aftermath of the explosion swept across his body, and even though he was hit by snow and gravel, he smiled triumphantly.

The timing was just perfect.

Whether it is the initial attack or the effect of the holy spear, it is all a trap set for this moment.

The 'evolution' that the "Right Seat of God" obtains by eliminating its own "original sin" is an incomplete "angelic magic" that can be manipulated, but the disadvantage is that it will become unable to use ordinary magic.

That's why other people need to cooperate with the magic ritual.

He had long expected that the imperfect technique he had adjusted, the "Light Punishment", might not be effective against the "Saint" in actual combat, and with that kind of foul physical ability, the battle situation was likely to be decided in an instant.

Today's situation is as desirable as the ground is looking for.

The 'saint' who was suppressed by the 'Holy Spear Execution Ritual' would never be able to dodge, nor could he block the full force of the 3,000 people who had gathered him.

The winner is decided.

“…… Alas, did you go too far? There's no way to use this as a reference for 'adjustments'. ”

Shaking his head, he turned around with a relaxed expression and prepared to leave.

Although he deviated somewhat from the plan of 'that man', it turned out that he was the most suitable person to represent 'the medicine of the gods (Raphael).

The rest of the finishing work will be handed over to the people of the Thirteen Knights.

The idea of the earth is wonderful.

It was only two steps before he was 'forced' to stop.

The ground had to stop.

Because in front of him.

Sprinkled with white feathers.