"Yo, this is not the commander of the Eighth Legion, the Legion Elder is good."

Amit's extremely provocative voice was subdued,

The Blood Angel grinned and walked up to Sevita's side, one hand resting directly on Sevita's shoulder armor, and the other hand ostentatiously touching the bloodstained chainsaw sword on his waist.

Sevita's face was gloomy and dripping, and his eyes were darker than those of a corpse that had been dead for three months as he had worked on documents all night.

"Get out of here."

Sevita said with a straight face, he was obviously in no mood to slap Amit's hand away.

Beside the two, Coswayne, who was standing straight, paused hesitantly, and then stepped forward,

"It's not time to mess around at this moment."

The knight said briefly, the inauguration ceremony was about to begin, and the three of them were in the underground preparation room as the security guards of the three legions, responsible for the security of the ceremony.

But no one listened to him.

Amit continued to grin at Sevita, the Angel of the Holy Blood who seemed to be haunted by not taking a bite of Sevita.

If it were the original Sevita, Sevita would have a fight with Amit on the spot after a series of clever swear words and gestures, and if it was Sevita who had just become the commander of the legion, he would have punched him directly, but now, this Sevita,

He just kept a straight face and gave Amit a roll of his eyes,

"Praise the Emperor of God, praise the Archangel."

Sevita said expressionlessly, and Amit spat the ground and pushed Sevita violently,

"That's it, huh?"

When he can't hear it? It's an insult to them for this guy to say such things,

When this guy said this, he could have a hair all over his body to think the same as what he said, even if Amit lost!

Sevita's face was expressionless,

"I don't understand what you're saying, Amit."

Amit let out a low growl, "I should have bitten you and shut you up." ”

The Blood Angel grinned defiantly, but this dispels his boredom and wants to continue having fun or having a fight.

Coswayne, who had witnessed the whole process, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the God Emperor was above, he said silently in his heart.

He wasn't used to that, but it was more like some kind of discourse with a keyword in place, and the prayer person himself didn't change much about it.

Perhaps most of the warriors, he thought, were like this, but some people, like Sevita, didn't believe in them, while others were more religious.

This is...... Useful.

He heard the news that spread rapidly from the mouths of mortals and auxiliary troops, and St. Giles, who was lit up with golden light on the battlefield.

The rumors are exaggerated, but Coswayne is sure that this will not be what the Archangel can achieve.

This means......

Faith really works.

They had proved that hell and demons were real, and now Coswayne was beginning to doubt the possibility of heaven.

After all – angels do exist.

And right in front of their eyes.

The archangel smiled as always, his wings glowing with a faint golden light in the large preparation room—the Emperor is above! It wasn't the reflected light, Coswayne was sure it was the light that the wings emitted on their own!

The archangel was the first to enter the preparation room, and the people who had been prepared for a long time rushed up, and the archangel sat down on the sofa, he looked at the people and motioned for them to give way.

Then he spread his wings, and there were blood stains on them, and knotted feathers.

The people who had just dispersed were instantly armed and raised to the angel's side, and they combed his knotted feathers, washed away the bloody scabs with warm water, and built the outlines of his wings.

The makeup artist raised a bow, and after receiving an encouraging look from the archangel, the mortal reverently recited a word of praise to the archangel and then began to put makeup on the archangel.

Angels also like to use [makeup] to symbolize something, and Coswayne has seen St. Giles' teardrop makeup.

But today the Archangel will not draw this, he will be brighter and more majestic.

Amit grinned, and he jerked Sevita with his leg again, then happily ran over to help wax the angel's armor.

Cowth heard Sevita sneering.

Coase sighed inwardly, hoping that the angel's pressure would not be so great, he thought.

Even if the archangel behaves perfectly.

People are still hairing for angels, and Cowes is staring at this picture, this picture...... It made him feel inexplicably at ease and calm.

But this calm was soon interrupted.

The rich smell of blood mixed with the rancid smell rushed into this room,

People make frightened noises,

Almost immediately, Savita beside Cowes began to act, and he saw Sevita trot to another couch as if he could predict it, and then shouted into the darkness,

"Here, my lord."

The darkness slammed into the couch, and he let out a grunching sound of displeasure, and some kind of fragment of flesh fell from his hand.

【…… This time it's purple ......]

Conrad whispered, followed by a few painful snorts, and he kept his voice low, but no one could hear what he was saying.

Sevita winked at the crowd, and the trembling crowd gathered around her, and Sevita put a hand on Conrad's arm, as if to tell them that the Lord of the Night was safe for them now.

They began to try to comb Conrad's hair, which was not easy, and the flesh had been sticking to it for a long time.

By the way, treat Conrad, the Lord of the Night has just come down from the battlefield.

Conrad kept whispering, his pupils twitching slightly as the prophecy progressed, Sevita remained calm and silent, and for a moment, Coswayne began to sympathize with Sevita.

[Still can't stop? 】

The archangel spoke suddenly, and now the people began to blow dry the wet feathers.

The Lord of the Night didn't answer, and Sevita stared at the Archangel and nodded.

Archangel sighed, for Sevita, for a Sevita who could help him with documents, the archangel had developed some trust in this loyal, reliable, and useful Midnight Lord.

Sevita is faster than Azcaron, and he has a wealth of experience in dealing with extreme events and sudden documents.

Before that, Archangel didn't want to lose his brother Coz, and now, he didn't want to lose Sevita.

[Sevita, he's likely to flare up during the ceremony.] 】

St. Giles said softly, still smiling,

[You might as well try my offer to you.] 】

Sevita stared at the archangel, and reluctantly, he nodded.

St. Giles stared at him personally, and there was no way to continue fooling around,

The Raven Prince looked at Conrad—

"O Hades......"

The Lord of the Night made a suffocating sound, and he took a big breath, and immediately became tired and wilted,

Sevita took a deep breath, he also felt tired, his eyes were dark, this feeling was not pleasant.

The Raven Prince has an ominous premonition that this method cannot be used often.

Conrad, who regained his senses, glanced at Sevita from his mess, and then the Lord of the Night followed Sevita's gaze - he saw the smiling archangel, and the Lord of the Night decisively remained silent.

Archangel, it's scary.

St. Giles, who has not become a god, is becoming an archangel who is becoming a god, or is it ...... It's all terrible.

Coates took a deep breath, and he curled up, silent.

The archangel was silent, and there was a subtle silence between the two primordials.

Coswayne's ears moved, and he heard the steady footsteps—

He walked solemnly to the door, saluted, and skillfully took the sword handed by the Lion King.

[The Seventh Star Domain is not saved,]

Leon said that he sat on the couch on the other side of the archangel, and people gathered around to wipe his armor,

[Old rules, extermination order. 】

The archangel nodded slightly, and the mortals began to hang gold chains on his wings,

With Baal as the center, the lion began to try to pay for the nearby star field, and the angel gave the matter to Leon - he also saw that the ambitious Leon was keen on this, and the lion rarely even asked the angel for supplies.

The archangel vaguely knew the secrets of the First Legion, so he let his knight chief no longer ask.

The archangel suddenly asked,

[Is the First Army still abundant in torpedoes?] 】

The lion paused,

[The more the merrier.] 】

Leon said, his hand tapping on the armrest of the couch,

[There is too much to be destroyed.] 】

Leon, we need resources. 】

[I have left behind a part of the mining planets, the productive nest capital and the agricultural planet, but I still need to further clear the existence above. 】

The archangel paused, his mouth opened,

【…… People are also a resource, and you need to leave some of them behind...... and responding to distress signals that can be rescued. 】

The more people there are, the more faith they have, the more people they can save.

The lion king smiled,

[Then why don't you persuade and slaughter innocent Conrad in your territory?] 】

Coetze let out a strange scream, but didn't refute anything.

The archangel had to explain in place of the Lord of the Night,

[Lion, you know that all he has confiscated are traitors and cultists. 】

The angel has given his inquisitors the power of internal redress, and the good news is that with Conrad's sensitivity to crime, he can dig up those fallen souls in advance.

The bad news is that Conrad's definition of crime is extremely harsh, but in an environment where a cultist can pop up everywhere, the Lord of the Night has no time to judge sinners who have "committed minor crimes".

At least Conrad's existence keeps this precarious empire from causing a crisis due to internal corruption.

The Lion King snorted coldly and closed his eyes and was silent.

The archangel sighed, and he moved his wings again so that people could perfume him.

Even if it is the original body, he will not be clean, spotless and even fragrant when he has just come down from the battlefield.

But people want him to be like that.

If you want to build faith, the first step is to build an idol of a god – perfect.

This is the role of St. Giles, who is the archangel.

None. All right!

(End of chapter)