It was early winter, and the land of Hemtika was frosty.

The brutal war two months ago, which is rare even if you look at the long history, directly crushed the last backbone of this ancient city, and even if the Knights transfused blood for it at any cost, it would still be bleak as far as the eye can see.

The glory of the past is gone, and only the evil gods of the underground still sleep.

Emile wasn't surprised by this—

To be more precise, everything in the mortal world is difficult to touch her heart.

Lucifer.

She is only here for the Light of the Light.

It's just that...... It's a pity that she seems to be late, and no trace of that one can be found from Hemtika, which is only a ruin, or from the law lines that have been tampered with several times here.

Disappointed?

Human beings may have similar emotions because of this, but she will not, she has always been so indifferent to things that do not involve "him", she has always been so sensible.

- Before she came, she had actually foreseen this outcome.

The power of those who usurped the power of the people who usurped the power of this world created by their hands was painfully realized when she came to this world a few years ago, even if she did not have the concept of "death" in the conventional sense, she was deeply injured in that sudden battle, and had to hide in the city of Canaan of the Order, licking her wounds while waiting for "him" to appear.

So, after breaking away from the confines of Augustus' authority, she had to curl up her wings and walk like an ordinary man in the abominable darkness.

The journey from Canaan to Hemtika was very long, and there were several hard-hit areas where the power of chaos had leaked, and even an inhuman thing like her, who had an extraordinary nature above humans, had taken two months to get here without touching the law plane and without using super-level power.

And by the time she arrived, all traces of the transcendent battle had been erased.

With the beginning and end of the flame of Hemtika, time is artificially divided.

By reading history, she can see the tenacious and terrifying resilience of mankind after the disaster, the knight who inherited the blood of the betrayer and rode an ominous dark horse to rest here, and she can also see the dense thread of fate over this ruined city.

It's still very new –

She pursed her lips slightly, her deep black eyes sweeping over the bustling pedestrians in front of her.

Then he took another step on his feet.

Hemtika, with only a few thousand people remaining, is much more detrimental than before, but the morning market, where the necessities of life are traded, has not been affected much, and if you just look at this time period of the place, it is really impossible to understand how hard this long-suffering ancient city has suffered.

However, the people come and go, and the endless street scene is in two different worlds from her.

The slender figure, the black hair that hangs down to the ears, the jet-black pupils that are as dazzling as the stars, and the perfect face and the noble temperament that surpasses the work of art and the independence of the world are enough to make anyone who notices her feel spontaneous amazement.

Pity...... No one can appreciate this beauty.

Even in the middle of the city, an invisible boundary separates the human from the non-human.

She has no intention of interfering in the world, and she has no ill will towards humanity.

If it weren't for Lucifer's peculiarities, she wouldn't have been here at all—after all, she didn't come to this terrible world to start a war with the Abyss, nor did she intend to judge the wretched people who had survived since the old times.

She had only one goal: to find the guy.

- The guy who betrayed her.

Hate, hate?

Emile is not human, so he doesn't have the negative emotions that humans should have.

The reason why she followed his footsteps persistently was partly due to the edicts of the Juggernaut, and the rest was due to ...... She wanted to hear him tell him the reason for his betrayal.

She cares about him after all.

That man was both her child and her father, her brother and her brother, and her destined lover.

Her affection for him transcends mundane affection, and is not even limited to "love".

He was everything to her.

She could also give up everything for him.

After all, she came to this world for him, and if she is an angel, she is only an angel for him.

However, the man betrayed everything, simply gave up the happiness that was once within reach, and fell endlessly towards the abyss of despair, and fell without hesitation.

That's why she's here, to the endless abyss that lies outside the dominion and shouldn't be prying for.

There's something other than humans living here—

Ironically, the renegades who have usurped the power of the Juggernaut know nothing about it.

Emile is a winged people born of the New Age, who has no senseless sympathy for humanity, and does not know much about the second revolution that shook the world, and the reason why she wants to explore the light in the light, which symbolizes the dawn and the dawn, is largely because she has questions that she wants to be answered, to get the oldest, the most primordial ...... The solution of the trial type.

But it seems that there is no chance.

The girl's clear eyes swept over the dense thread of fate above the heavenly dome once more—there was no doubt that there was a weaver of fate in the ruins of Hemtika.

She did not intend to get involved in this complex situation unless it was necessary.

Therefore, there will be no more stops in Hemtika.

Canaan, who had no intention of returning to the Order, the young winged people intended to continue following the creature's footsteps, and she was sure that he must be hiding somewhere in this murky world of chaos and order, coveting the secrets buried here—the first, and perhaps the only human to have crossed that door, there must be what he longed for, here, in this world.

After several years of carelessness, this time...... She didn't want to lose it anymore.

As if no one walked, Emile finally crossed the market of Hemtika, and finally left the downtown area of Hemtica, and when there was no second person in sight in the frosty ruins, she suddenly stopped, and her dark eyes were opposite the girl who followed her all the way.

Flame and fate intertwined –

With just one glance, she determined the identity of the person behind her.

Then, Hitomi couldn't help but shrink.

She saw—

- Brilliant fireworks erupted from the rose-colored muzzle, and the bullet inscribed with the truth of this world rubbed against the rifling.

"Rather than making friends with cannons," the greeting from the local lord of Hemtika went straight to the depths of his soul at this moment, "I really like it more...... Ten cuts at the beginning to show friendship. ”

This was followed by the bloom of the Flower of Blood.

There is no way to dodge, let alone stop, and the greetings from fate do not give people a chance to refuse at all.

- This is fate.

- Whether left or right, it is fate

"You are ......" The interrupted words did not stop at the pain, even if the red blood wet the white and flawless wings, the noble and elegant faces of the winged people were as cold as ever, "Fire thief. ”

Then there was a "bang", and the silence of Khmtika was broken by the sound of gunfire.

Startled the feathers in the sky.