85_85770One day, Greivas was invited by the Emperor to go to the imperial capital. It is said that a few days ago, the Elven Knights' investigation report on the "Teaching Academy" was published, and the content of the inhumane practice in that facility seems to be gradually becoming clear.

Since there were many of the great nobles of the empire among the founding members of that facility, the court was like a honeycomb in a mess. Although the founding members included the nobles of the empire, the real power gradually shifted to the "Demon King Sect, Clan, and Faction" of the Alfas Sect behind the organization.

It was a group of fanatical demon king believers, and the elven envoy qualifications in the god body were also found by the demon king sect, regiment, and faction guys within the "training institute".

"By the way, I'll be back tomorrow, so I'll ask you to help clean the study today."

"Study?"

Dressed in maid costumes, Night Sky Star and Wind Morning God looked at each other.

Usually, it is said that only the study does not need to be cleaned.

"Just sweep the bed. Be cautious and don't touch extra items. ”

"Got it."

Despite their doubts, the two nodded honestly.

At first, I wasn't used to working as a maid, but now I've finally got the hang of it.

"Really, I don't know anything other than fighting." Twisting the cleaning tools, the wind early god people vomited bitterness behind the night star.

"There's no way, those guys from the 'Teaching Academy' only cultivate you as a killing tool, so I think other knowledge is superfluous. Well, now that the Empire has been completely dismantled, and you are free, don't think about the unhappy things of the past. Nightstar comforted.

"Hehe, that's what I said."

It's not that I have any special feelings about that kind of thing.

Suddenly, the dark gray-haired girl who disappeared into the flames crossed her mind.

A girl who calls herself an older brother and admires herself.

The second "monster" of the "Academy" - Mia Alenstaru.

Was she defeated by the Demon God Elves of the Pillar of Flame, or was she captured by the Elven Knights?

"It seems impossible to do both...

Shrugging, after Nightstar used the key to open the door to the study that Grevath usually forbade the two of them to enter, the Wind Morning Kamito walked in.

The shelves that occupy one wall are neatly stocked with books. Paperwork and the like are piled up on the desk.

"If you say you're a scholar, you have a look." Nightstar muttered quietly.

The room was even more spacious than expected. In order to prevent the deterioration of the research materials, there is not even a single window. Instead, the light of a small elven ore shone slightly across the room.

In the glass case, there is a collection of rough stones of elven ore and magic equipment. Whatever it is, it must have unimaginable value.

- At this moment, among the objects, the man of God noticed that a splendid medallion was placed at random.

"It's ・・・・・・"

The wooden shield was inlaid with beautiful elven ore blocks, and the metal plate was engraved with the date and Grevas's name.

"Is the winner of the 'Elven Sword Dance Festival' awarded a medal?"

Festivals of elven envoys held every few years, or decades, in the "Elemental Elven Realm".

This seems to be an item from the time when the "Witch of Dusk" won more than 20 years ago.

"Sword dance, huh..."

Inadvertently, I remembered Grevas's words before.

- It's just that there's something wrong with that kind of swordsmanship. Not suitable, fit, sword, dance.

What's wrong with the swordsmanship taught in the "Academy"?

The man of God could not help but bow his head in contemplation.

"What are you thinking?"

Patting him on the back of the head, Nightstar asked with a smile.

The man of God did not hide it, and asked directly.

"That witch said that my sword skills were inappropriate, what was wrong?"

"This ・・・・・・" Ye Tianxing was stunned, and then shrugged helplessly, "I don't know swordsmanship, you ask me, I don't know." ”

The god-man looked a little disappointed.

His gaze shifted from Nightstar to the desk next to him, and there, the god-man gasped when he found an astonishing object.

It was a book with an old leather cover.

The title engraved on it in Elven language is "The Book of Demon Kings Keys".

"Do you already have it!?"

Of course, the Wind Morning God knew that it was not the original text, but a copy. Even so, there should be a description of the legendary magic equipment "Solomon's Ring" that sealed his contract elf Restia.

The man of God did not hesitate to stretch out his hand, although he had not received formal language teaching, but the blessings of Torrestia could be interpreted to some extent related to the elven language. As long as you can know the method, the program itself is not so difficult. If you use the sacrificial tools collected in this study, you can now immediately begin the ritual of elven liberation.

But・・・・・・

"What do you want to do?"

Nightstar grabbed his hand.

"Let go!"

Nightstar glanced at the book, and recognized the words on it thanks to the system.

"Do you want this book so much?"

"Of course! I'm here to get it! The god roared excitedly, trying hard to break free from the night star.

"Calm down! Don't you understand why Grevas brought it in? Isn't it just to fulfill the promise to help you break the seal of the contract elves?! ”

"Nonsense! The witch had already found the book, so why didn't she take it out? She's just trying to use me to do things for her! ”

Although the maid life these days made the godman who had been living in the cold "Teaching Academy" feel a little warm, he couldn't help it anymore when he saw that something that could break the seal of the contract elf was right in front of him.

The dark elf Restia, it was she who made the god-man who was originally a prop know about human emotions when she was in the training institute, and because of this, she was sealed into the magic equipment "Solomon's Ring", so saving her from the seal is the god-man's greatest obsession.

If it was usual, Night Sky Star didn't bother to care what he was doing, and besides, he was still trying to save his contract elves.

It's just that, when he thought of Grevas's special instructions before leaving, Nightstar suddenly understood something.

That witch definitely has a conspiracy!

"God-man, don't be impulsive! Isn't it strange that Greivas knew you wanted the book, and she deliberately put it on her desk for you to see? You just said that she just wants to use you to do things for her, so you can use this book as a prop to blackmail you, right? Could there be any traps or something? ”

"Trap?"

The man of God finally regained his composure, and he was not afraid of the trap of hurting himself, but he was afraid of setting the kind of trap that would destroy the book.

Just then, a sharp bell rang.

The "enchantment" senses the intruder and sounds the alarm.

"Tsk, at a time like this—"

With a slight smack of his tongue, the man of God gave up taking the book and turned to the entrance to the room.

His eyes immediately widened in surprise.

"When!?" Nightstar was taken aback.

A petite figure wrapped in black was standing in front of the door.

The God-Man immediately switches to battle mode.

This time, the attacker was petite and had the same physique as a girl.

Maiden - If that's the case, there's a high chance that the opponent is an elven envoy.

Just as the god-man pulled out the twin swords under his skirt and injected them into the divine power, the night sky star had already rushed over like a gust of wind.

The Holy Light Qi formed a golden cloak on the surface of his body, and the unrivaled power rolled up a violent whirlwind and blasted past with his fists.

The fist passed through the petite figure of the attacker.

There is no feeling of hitting the real thing!

It's an afterimage!

"God-man beware!"

Night Star looked back and saw that the attacker had already appeared on the ceiling of the study. She put her feet on the ceiling and stretched out her fingers, the tips of which grew black orbs.

"Elven magic... Is it really an elven messenger?!"

The man of God reflexively tried to dodge - but suddenly noticed.

On the table behind him, there is the Book of the Demon King's Key, which is necessary to liberate Restia.

In a hurry, the god-man changed his mind and blocked the blow with his twin swords infused with divine might—but・・・・・・

Despite their divine might, swords and the like were never able to deflect elven magic. The pitch-black sphere that touched the blade exploded in front of his eyes, and the god-man's body was violently ejected and slammed into the wall.

The place where the sphere exploded left a hole as if it had opened the space, and the side of the twin swords that withstood the elven magic had disappeared without a trace.

"The magic of 'elimination'!"

"This guy is not at the same level as the assassin level he has come to so far!"

Wordlessly, the assassin released the pitch-black orb again.

The god man grabbed the Book of Demon King's Keys with one hand and threw himself on the bed.

The pitch-black headball exploded in the head. Fragments of the wooden frame that had been scraped away by the impact had scratched across his cheeks.

At this moment, the Night Sky Star and the Wind Morning God Man both felt it・・・・・・

"Be careful, this guy's goal is that book!"

Nightstar jumped to his feet and engaged his attackers in melee combat. The other party's continuous firing of elven magic was all smashed away by his fists wrapped in holy light energy. Seeing this scene, the eyes of both the wind god and the attacker became stunned. When will elven magic be able to resist with the body?

It would not be unusual for Night Sky Star's fist to be wrapped in an elven costume, but the Wind Morning Divine knew very well that although this thing was a male elven envoy like himself, his elven envoy was also in a sealed state that could not be summoned.

In other words, did he really do such an unthinkable thing as using his fists to fight elven magic?

It's a monster!

Judging from the damage caused by the pitch-black orbs that were bounced open, it was a powerful magic trick that even the space was ripped open, and if it was hit directly, the human body would be wiped out to the point that there would be no scum left.

At least the wind early god can be sure that even if it is only a little bit, he will not be touched.

The man of God clung to the manuscript even harder