Is the war over? That depends on the definition of war.

Everyone defines war differently, and if the goal is simply to find the traitors and prevent their plans from succeeding, then the war is over the second Bruno blows himself up.

If the goal is to rid the entire Gate of Original Sin and uncover the conspiracy that lies behind the Light, then this war has just begun.

Central City, Hoag House.

Embarking on this path again, passing through dormitories, entering the familiar teaching building, and sitting in a room that was not spacious but very quiet, Edward realized that no matter what he experienced, this comfort and peace were always the happiness he deeply longed for.

After returning from the southern expedition, Lance and they still have countless troubles to deal with. Deal with wounded soldiers, report to superiors, find out traitors, investigate incidents, and communicate with demon allies...... Lance, exhausted, didn't bother to bother with the Exorcist Salvation Society, so he had to leave them alone.

The Exorcist Salvation Society, unable to help, had to stay at Hogg House for the time being, waiting for further developments.

However, since they have won, the next step must be a good development, they don't have to worry about any more crises, they just need to be ready and wait for the praise of the king and the pope.

They contributed a lot to this war.

"Ahem...... So, are we still a few of us?" Glancing at the silence of the five silent people in the room, Arthas was the first to break the silence.

Including Edward's maid night and himself, there were six people in the room.

These old faces, Arthas has long been tired of seeing. He used to occasionally tease George or quarrel with Amilia, but now that both of them seemed to have found their other half, they didn't bother with Arthas.

Before he inherited the throne, Arthas experienced the desolation of being alone......

"Should there be anyone else?" Flandor pouted, suddenly remembering who that person was, "You mean her...... I don't know how she's doing now. ”

"She, she......" George was about to say something to comfort Flando, but he didn't know what to say.

Emisha Xia is seriously injured and knows whether she is alive or dead, and whatever he says now is useless.

She was also a member of the Exorcism and Salvation Society, but for various reasons, she gradually left them.

Actually, they still like this stubborn little girl very much. Watching her and Emilia, two good friends who are closer than sisters, flirt all day long, Flandor is genuinely happy for them.

But......

"How's Amy Shay?" asked Flando, looking into Edward's eyes.

She knew that Edward was living in Kane's house now, which was why she asked.

What is interesting is that when Frandot asked this, Emilia deliberately turned her head, deliberately not looking at Edward, as if she didn't care at all, and strangely, she turned her ear behind her back, listening intently to Edward's next speech.

"She's still alive. Edward said.

At the end of that battle, Bruno knew that he was invincible and took the initiative to provoke Emisa Xia, making a desperate bet.

The naïve Emissa Sha was dizzy by his words, fell into his trap, and rushed forward desperately, trying to cut him in half with the holy sword with her own hands.

Emily Shah's idea is right in the way.

Bruno had no intention of living, and even if he escaped back to the land of God, he would only be reduced to one of the forgotten ones, hiding in the dark all day long like them.

So, he chose to end his life.

Bruno had already prepared to shred the magic scroll that had been hidden for a long time, and used the black magic - soul sacrifice to use his soul as the deadliest bomb, and died with Emissa Xia who rushed in front of him.

The Holy Spirit is the most holy force, while black magic is the opposite, the most evil and filthy evil thought in the world. One good and one evil, one black and one white, as if to foreshadow the great changes that will take place in the human world next, their battle ends in a gorgeous explosion.

Having contributed his soul without any chance of survival, Bruno's body was blown to pieces, and he was turned into a lump of bright red flesh in front of the eyes of countless soldiers.

And Emilya Xia, who was at the center of the explosion......

"Tell me, what happened to her? I—I just know that she was covered in blood at the time, and I don't know if it was her own or someone else's, anyway...... She seemed to be badly injured. "The memory of the tragic sight she saw that day gave Flandor a feeling of disgust.

Droplets of dark red blood wafted in the air, mixed with an unpleasant fishy smell. The battlefield was far less bloody and spectacular than she thought, and all the tragedies in front of her were telling her to cherish everything in front of her.

"Don't worry, Kane guy is very powerful, and Emmysa Sha shouldn't die. ”

Edward was right.

Kane's toughness can no longer be explained by the level of ordinary people. Last time, Emilia was seriously injured and had only half a life left, but Kane used his subtle magic to pull Emilia back from the brink of death.

Although it didn't save Emilia's strength, at least it saved her life.

And this time, Kane is also fulfilling the same duty as last time - saving the dying brave.

Emily Sha was blown up in blood by the Soul Sacrifice and fell into a coma. It was Edward and Night, who teleported her to Central City for the first time, and handed her over to Kane for treatment.

[She's definitely not going to die, that's all I can promise]

The last time he saw Kane, he made this promise to Edward. Maybe this time is the same as the last time, Kane can save Amisa Shah's life, but he can't guarantee other things, such as her Holy Rei......

"Edward, Edward, come here, come here, I'm here. A sweet voice rang out.

Edward looked back in confusion, then at the unresponsive crowd, and immediately understood what was happening.

Sheila again.

"Edward, this is for you. ”

"It's ......"

"It's just a broken sword, aren't you a magic swordsman? Sheila shook her finger and said, "As a good magic swordsman, you must have a weapon worthy of you!"

"Oh, that's right......"

If you choose a magic swordsman as your profession, then you need a good weapon. There is a saying in human society: people rely on clothes and horses and saddles. He's an old horse with waste wood, maybe he just needs such a good saddle.

Maybe with a good sword, he will be able to take off his title of the most wasted demon king in history!

But......

"But why did you give me a sword?" Edward scratched his head.

"Think of it as a gift. I know that the reason why Lance won this time is because of your credit. This broken sword should be my reward for you. Shira grinned and handed over the slender black sword in her hand.

"Hey, you just said it was a good sword, why did it become a broken sword again?" Edward immediately saw through Sheila's lie.

"A good broken sword, so it's okay to understand. Sheila smiled disapprovingly and placed the sword in Edward's hand.

"Tsk, that's really irresponsible. Taking the sword, Edward's first feeling was light, "Hey, it's so light!"

"yes~~"

"And, it's cold...... Odd. ”

It was a hot summer, but the cold feeling from the hilt of the sword made Edward shiver.

"yes, I'll just say it's a good sword!" Shera smirked, seemingly pleased with Edward's reaction.

"A good broken sword?" Edward couldn't help but complain again.

"Hee-hee, you're going to use it anyway, and when the time comes, you're going to love it, I promise!"

"Really...... Well, thank you, I'll take it. But at least tell me the name of the sword. Edward casually waved the black sword, "Since it's a good sword, it must have its own name." ”

"Name...... Hmm, you have a lot of questions, curiosity kills the Demon King, haven't you heard of that?"

"How can there be such a thing!"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway, I'll tell you...... The name of this sword is called—" (To be continued.) )