Campione! Vol 1 Chapter 7

Chapter 7 - Wind, Rain, Wolf
Part 1
As the storm ravaged the night, it was somewhere not far from the Tokyo
Tower—
Anyone with some slightly normal sense would not venture outside in such
unfavorable weather.
No, even a person with particularly urgent things to do would not choose to
go outside, due to this level of wind, rain, and thunder.
Within the storm, an old man stood, wearing a black jacket with joyful
laughter on his face.
"Hahahahahaha! Search and go hunt! Tonight is such a wonderful night!
My hunting hounds, find my prey!"
Dejanstahl Voban yelled loudly.
Very quickly, tens of [Wolves] took form in the darkness behind him, and
started racing across the city in the night. As if carrying his laughter, the
wind strengthened, and the lightning became more violent.
The screams of the wind and the sound of thunder, heavy rain striking the
ground with fierce sounds, all these dominated the city night.
Without any signs of people on the streets, the cars on the roads also
disappeared.
In other words, it would not have been an exaggeration to say it had turned
into a city without people. Voban who yelled arrogantly was like a king of
the wasteland.
"Ah, getting so excited. He looks really happy."
The one who appeared to admire with sincerity was the History
Compilation Committee member, Amakasu Touma.
Beside him was Liliana Kranjcar. As she peeked at the one who sort of
counted as a dignified old man, she showed a slightly shocked expression.
"Especially this tasteless act. It is as if he had not found entertainment for a
long time until now... Really, an anachronistic tyrant should just enjoy his
secluded life!"
"However, a life of sitting in the balcony under the sun and growing old...
Something like that is no good—"
Erica Blandelli deliberately played the devil's advocate against her old
friend.
—It was near s.h.i.+ba Park in the Minato ward.
They had discovered the old Devil King and hid in a dark spot of some
building to witness this scene.
Roughly thirty minutes ago, Erica had brought Liliana over to her cause,
and disarmed hateful complaints one after another with a smile as they
searched for Voban.
Liliana, who was even skilled at divination, had divined the Marquis'
location.
Moving in the direction the divination indicated, they met Amakasu.
As Erica and Liliana walked together, a car stopped on the road, suddenly
opened its door and out appeared his figure.
Opening a black umbrella and walking out into the heavy rain.
However, the umbrella was immediately blown away. Amakasu shook his
head as if saying "can't stand this," gave up, and simply let his suit take in
water from the rain. At the same time, he spoke.
"Meeting here must be fate then, let's go... So, could you introduce this
young lady with you, Erica-san? Actually, I seem to have met Liliana
Kranjcar-san somewhere before?"
Having said that, the three of them stood together.
"So Amakasu-san, may I ask you a question?"
"No problem, as long as I know the answer. However, weight and the three
measurements are secrets, yes?"
To the History Compilation Committee member who answered frivolously,
Erica threw him a vicious stare.
"Actually, starting from just now I realized. You... no, the reason why
G.o.dou was requested in this affair."
Erica was questioning using subtle acrimonious tones.
Amakasu played dumb and laughed, his calm and relaxed facade did not
falter.
"Actually we are very worried about Erica-san as well. Isn't it normal to
negotiate with the side which has the ability to do something?"
"So how is it? When someone close to him is caught in danger, G.o.dou will
take action without thinking clearly. Ignoring some sacrifices, fighting the
Marquis could turn out to be a good opportunity to push G.o.dou forward in
harnessing his potential... So to speak. Am I overthinking things?"
"You overthought this. After all, we of the History Compilation Committee
are all respectable civil servants. Our first consideration is the welfare of
the Tokyo residents and the j.a.panese nation."
Erica elegantly gave off an air of acute sarcasm.
Amakasu, though clearly insincere, had a face that somehow one could
not hate.
Listening to the conversation of the two, Liliana whispered with a lack of
good will.
"Conversations like those between foxes and bats should take place
somewhere else. Putting that aside, what should be done now? Is
Kusanagi G.o.dou in this direction?"
"Yes in this direction, how should I put it, it's that he should be in this
direction."
Erica answered, thinking of the phone call just now.
...Of course, one could not be careless with a man like Kusanagi G.o.dou.
Though he clearly lacked outstanding social skills, he keeps attracting all
these strange people.
Perhaps this was part of a king's disposition. A dependable existence, but
not very amusing.
The plan to bring Liliana over to his side turned out to be enacted early and
succeeded far beyond expectation. ...One must take note of this in the
future.
Fooling around with newcomers would be fine. This was the privilege of a
king. However, he cannot be forgiven if he gets serious.
The one whom Kusanagi G.o.dou truly loves above all can be no one else
but Erica Blandelli.
"To carve this principle deep into the soul, truly has to begin from
childhood... With that kind of personality, the chances of him becoming a
parent who spoils his children is rather high..."
"What is it, Erica? What are you uttering so softly about?"
Erica shook her head at Liliana's question.
The current priority was to deal with Marquis Voban. One must
concentrate.
"Ah ah, excuse me, it's nothing, don't mind it. —Let's start. Kusanagi
G.o.dou and Dejanstahl Voban, the second round of the duel between
[Kings]."
Erica and Liliana stepped forward side by side.
They stepped towards where the old Devil King was summoning wind, rain
and thunder, laughing madly.
Under the intense thunderstorm, the two girls finally faced off against the
elderly king.
"Ohoh, finally out of the house? Too late. —Oh, Kranjcar seems to have
joined her rival, but why? Shouldn't you be following me?"
Voban glanced sideways at the girl beside Erica and spoke.
He could immediately tell that Liliana had changed her loyalties. His
twisted eyes were full of certainty.
"I express my deepest apologies. Liliana Kranjcar would now request to be
withdrawn from your services. Please forgive me for refusing to stain my
chivalry by partic.i.p.ating in the kidnapping of the weak and womenfolk."
"Dare to refuse the tyrannical king? Foolis.h.!.+ However, this may well be the
role model of a knight."
Voban smiled generously.
"Killing you by my own hand and letting you join the ranks of the [Dead
Servants] will suffice. Without a doubt, that [Diavolo Rosso] will accompany
you as well. You won't be lonely eh? Girls with the disposition of wolves,
you are worthy to become warriors under me."
The darkness became restless once again.
Warriors, with st.u.r.dy bodies and wearing ancient battle attires, were born
out of the darkness.
"I can't let you be mistaken, so let me teach you all. These people—[Dead
Servants] can only be truly released from my shackles by the state of my
death. So just now, for those knights you defeated with your own hands,
do not mistakenly believe that they will obtain peace. They have simply
turned into dust once more, returning to the ground, and after some time
will return to my shackles once again... My domination is eternal."
Out of the storm dozens of death knights appeared.
It was true. From amongst the defeated knights, there were now two that
looked identical to them. As expected of an authority usurped from the
G.o.ds, ordinary methods did not work.
Witnessing the power of her enemy, Erica instead showed an arrogant
smile.
"A king's words cannot be false. However, may I be so bold as to make a
correction. We are not your opponents. Have you forgotten this fact?"
"I'm not that old and senile. However, where is that beloved brat of yours?"
The nature of Voban's smile changed.
In the smile of the king who was familiar with his absolute power, a
composed warrior's hearty laughter from the boiling of hot blood could be
seen.
"That kind of brat can't even satisfy my hunger a tiny bit. A newborn king
can only be at this level. However if that guy—can let me witness the
power that overcame the other brat Salvatore, then I shall amend my
words. Tonight, is a rare moment for my blood to boil from excitement. The
chance to enjoy fighting to my heart's content!"
Neither for the power to bury G.o.ds, nor for ruling the earth.
Only to enjoy a good battle.
A power that only existed for battle and conflict.
The king whose body had existed for centuries, who chose solitude and
abandoned territory and subjects instead, to the old king's roars, Erica
nodded.
"If that's the case, king, then you shall confirm for yourself. —Kusanagi
G.o.dou! Your knight calls for you. Please descend once again, and fulfill
your obligations as king!"
Taking a slight bow, raising her voice to call for that name.
Riding upon the blowing winds, out spoke the spell words calling forth the
young king.
—Soon, the wind formed a vortex in front of Erica's eyes.
—Away from the overflowing spell power, Liliana retreated in surprise.
Suddenly in the center of the wind, out appeared Kusanagi G.o.dou and
Mariya Yuri dressed in her miko outfit.
"You have kept me waiting long enough, brat. Making an elder wait so
long, what a rude fellow. As expected of the ally of that brat Salvatore."
"Excuse me. However, comparing me with that kind of person makes me
mad."
Voban who treated the enemies appearing before him as idiots, and
G.o.dou who responded with haughty battle spirit.
It was the moment the two kings met again.
Part 2
"Mariya, why don't you wait at the back. It's probably better than staying
right beside me."
"Yes. No matter what, please be safe."
Listening to G.o.dou's directions, Yuri nodded sincerely.
She reluctantly let go of the hand she was holding tightly during the flight
via Verethragna's [Wind], and got off from G.o.dou's body. Without a trace of
uncertainty, it was a very good expression.
The place where Yuri ran towards, had Erica—as well as another person.
"Eh? You are from just now..."
"I am Liliana Kranjcar. I hurried here at full speed to join under your
banner, Kusanagi G.o.dou. Though I never wanted to serve the same
master as that female fox, I have judged your side to be the side of justice
on this occasion. I hope you can understand the reasons of my actions."
Liliana spoke rapidly as she glared at her longtime acquaintance.
Easily ignoring her gaze, Erica supplemented with a devilish smile from
goodness knows where.
"That's right. This is very important. Justice. It was also written in the
notebook of someone..."
"Quiet! ...You will get your just deserts one day."
Liliana said with a frown.
Noticing some kind of back story, G.o.dou felt sympathy for her. It must
have been a difficult life getting along with that devil for so long.
"There's probably nothing to gain from following me. It's fine, you don't
have to force yourself..."
"That is already understood, it is fine."
Liliana simply cut G.o.dou off.
Even though she was complaining, her face showed a happy expression.
With dreamlike beauty like a fairy's, it felt like she had finally let go of
something and obtained the will to advance forward into the future.
"Ok, thanks. Let's beat up that abominable old man together then."
The knight who was brought over by Erica's scheming.
Not only was she capable and had her own principles, she was lending her
power. That deserved thanks. Liliana shyly fled from G.o.dou's gaze of
grat.i.tude.
"Thanks are not needed. It is a knight's duty to a.s.sist the king.
Furthermore, you are doing this to save a friend and a lady. ...Well, as the
master of that female fox, you have earned very few starting points, but no
matter, this is within acceptable bounds."
Very strict words.
This was already established in the first impression. This girl was
unexpectedly abrasive in response to unnecessary concern from others. If
one were to imagine from that doll-like face, one would likely conclude that
she was one of those characters that were tough but satisfying to win over.
With a forced smile, G.o.dou generously nodded his head in response.
"That's enough. I am in your debt. —Then, old man over there, let's go."
"Hmph, you sure talk too much about the most trivial of things. As a
warrior, please do not be distracted when facing enemies. Immature one!"
Unfazed, G.o.dou retorted against the criticisms of the old man.
"Immature doesn't need to be said, Captain Obvious. As a subst.i.tute, I
have my trusted companions. You probably pride yourself on your solitary
superiority, right?"
"This brat really knows how to bark. So, let's see who has more bite!?"
Voban waved his hand downwards.
Immediately, the death knights behind him moved at his call.
Unsheathing their swords, raising their spears, to kill and defeat G.o.dou!
The first to approach were two knights, one red and the other blue, who
summoned magic swords.
"Lily, there is no need to defeat the death knights. We just need to protect
G.o.dou properly. That is our priority!"
"Any other strategy? Understood!"
To G.o.dou's right was Erica, while Liliana took the left.
Cuore di Leone and Il Maestro—the two magic swords traced spectacular
paths nonstop, forming an impenetrable wall protecting G.o.dou from the
death knights.
In terms of battle strength, the two of them were probably very close to, if
not equal to the enemies before them.
Compared to the dead who could only faithfully follow the orders of their
master, there was an advantage to instant and flexible decision making
and agile evasion. Furthermore, their base capabilities had negligible
differences.
This was true even though they were outnumbered.
The ten or more death knights were intercepted by the two people Erica
and Liliana.
Still, Voban continued to summon servants out of the darkness—a mobile
army of corpses.
Amongst these warriors who resembled medieval knights, there were also
soldiers armed with muskets fitted with bayonets.
Corpses who wrapped their bodies with cloth and rope, swinging battle
axes. There were also dead people who wore military uniforms dating from
the earlier half of the twentieth century, and carrying what appeared to be
ancient rifles. As if turning back time, there was a giant man who looked
like a Viking from some unknown era. Amongst the dead, there were also
those who wore Middle Eastern or Chinese attire.
The [Dead Servants] whose ranks included a haphazard mix of all sorts of
time periods, nationalities, and ethnicities—
The firearms they carried appeared to be in no condition to fire. The blades
in their hands were badly maintained, and heavily rusted.
Even so, they were swarming in and swinging their weapons.
—Erica and Liliana did not back down at their opponents the [Dead
Servants].
The dead attacked in bunches again and again.
Once again, Erica had split Cuore di Leone into thirteen parts to be
controlled.
The magic sword of the lion floated in the sky like a ferocious bird of prey,
and then flew, slicing continuously at the [Dead Servants]. Against the
most powerful death knights, Erica stopped them by swinging her sword
personally.
Liliana stayed off the ground for the most part.
She stood on the dead people's heads, shoulders, and even on their
weapons, jumping around and flying without restriction. From above, she
attacked from the air with her magic sword again and again, neutralizing
her enemies.
They completely avoided overextending themselves.
Against the strongest death knights, they used hindering attacks and never
engaged for too long.
However, against the weakest servants, the magic swords attacked their
fatal vulnerabilities with merciless abandon. Within a short while, many of
them were removed from battle. In truth, the tactics of the two could be
seen as despicable, but extremely solid.
Completely low risk.
Erica never left G.o.dou's side, while Liliana never ventured too deep.
What remained constant was guarding G.o.dou above all else. This was
possible due to the capabilities and judgment of the two.
"I didn't want to do this originally, but there's no other way!"
"Same for me! But, now what? Do you have a plan!?"
Even in a situation like this, the two of them did not give off any sense of
tragedy.
Seeing Erica and Liliana kicking away the dead, G.o.dou had mixed
feelings.
Though obedient, they were the victims killed by Voban's hand.
The tragic fate of those who resisted the devil king and opposed him, but
ended up defeated. As these people fell and stayed on earth as servants,
they continued to fight for Voban after their deaths.
Of course, Verethragna's authorities weren't anything good either, but
there were still limits.
—If he could, liberating them was the first thing G.o.dou wanted to do.
G.o.dou sighed.
In terms of strategy, it would be unwise. It was already established that the
power of Erica and Liliana was sufficient to hold off the [Dead Servants]. It
would be better to save his trump card for something else.
Ending the summoning of more [Dead Servants], Voban approached with
casual footsteps.
Eyeing the powerful old king, G.o.dou spoke decisively.
"...Hey. Do you remember the first G.o.d you killed?"
"Why are you bringing this up, boy? What does that have to do with you?"
Voban sneered.
His form changed. From man to werewolf, and then to a wolf—
Was that really all there is to it, other than turning into a giant wolf?
Knowing the destructive power of Verethragna's [Boar], G.o.dou believed
that this [Wolf] was the ability that he must be the most wary of.
Voban's body expanded after transforming into a wolf.
Once again, the vigorous body of the giant silver wolf returned, a terrifying
embodiment of violence.
—Currently in G.o.dou's heart, resided two swords.
However, the [Warrior] could only wield one sword at a time, and he must
choose between them. G.o.dou must decide between sealing the [Dead
Servants] or the [Wolf]. This was a choice he must make, no other way
around it.
Casting his last doubts aside, G.o.dou began to chant the spell words.
"I know it. That b.a.s.t.a.r.d of a G.o.d you killed—the wolf G.o.d hanging around
like night, hating mankind, I know it!"
The light s.h.i.+ned with brilliance and glory.
The [Sword] of the spell words to kill G.o.ds. s.h.i.+ning with golden splendor, it
formed numerous spheres of light and scattered.
"Once known as Phoebus—the G.o.d whose name had the meaning of light.
However, he was also the G.o.d with the night-like epithet 'nukti eoikos.'[1] A
b.a.s.t.a.r.d deity who possessed a ma.s.sive contradiction between his
appearance and his nature, that was the G.o.d you killed."
The golden [Sword] fluttered in the air amidst spell words.
Looking up, the view was mostly dominated by the giant wolf form of
Voban—his silver fur and the strong body of a wolf, were being shredded
in a crisscross manner.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh !!
'—What, what is that power!'
Carrying roars and surprise, his yelling also echoed.
"That ancient epithet Smintheus. —It means rat. And then there is Lykaon,
Lyeios... words containing the meaning of wolf. The G.o.d of light whose
origins stemmed from rats and wolves—the beasts of the earth and
darkness. This is the key to interpreting this G.o.d!"
This was the figure and nature of the G.o.d that Yuri observed.
Obtaining that knowledge, G.o.dou felt the spell words flowing out
continuously from somewhere deep inside him.
This was different from the times when Erica used spells to transmit
knowledge. Though his mind was totally blank, his mouth spoke on its own.
As his tongue moved without pause, spell words were spoken
continuously.
Using the heart to capture the G.o.d's form—and then speaking out the
images. Simple as that.
"The wolf with the essence of a rat, and the G.o.d who possessed dual
attributes of light and night—in other words, Apollo. The twin brother of the
moon G.o.ddess Artemis, the sun G.o.d who locked away darkness but was
born underground! This is the name of the first G.o.d you killed!"
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh !!
'The spell words with the power to sever a G.o.d's power! Is this your trump
card? Interesting!'
Voban roared stubbornly.
From the fur of the giant silver wolf, numerous [Wolves] were born. Each
strand of fur transformed, turning into bodies the size of normal wolves,
and started racing through the air.
The golden [Sword] brought color to the night sky swirling with wind and
rain.
The light of the spell words twinkled like stars, and flew towards the silver
wolf pack jumping through the air.
In order to devour the [Sword], which flew back and forth around the giant
wolf, the [Wolves] constantly lunged at the lights and attempted to bite
them. However, the [Sword]'s spheres of light simply advanced from within
the [Wolves]' mouths to cut their vigorous bodies into halves.
Watching the victories repeating in the air several, no, dozens of times,
G.o.dou's determination continued to get fired up.
Let's attack in one fell swoop!
"Apollo's twin sister Artemis is the G.o.ddess of the hunt—one of the pillars
amongst the powerful mother earth G.o.ddesses. The mother of these
siblings is the great earth G.o.ddess Leto. And Apollo was once a deity
belonging to the temple of the earth."
Apollo's epithets appeared one after another.
Apollo of Light [Phoebus Apollo]. Apollo of Rats [Apollo Smintheus]. Apollo
of Wolves [Apollo Lykeios]. Apollo of Disaster [Apollo Loxias].
This sun G.o.d had many little known contradictions. G.o.dou once killed time
at home by reading a pocket-sized edition of the Iliad. He found it quite
strange at the time.
The beginning of the Homeric hymn described how 'Apollo took on the
guise of the dark night.'
And then the G.o.d brought pestilence against the Achaean army. The
eternally handsome youth. The sun G.o.d who loved and admired beauty. It
was hard to connect his appearance with the descriptions of the things he
did.
"As proof of this, there exists a deep link between the earth and the beasts
which symbolized him. Rats, wolves and swans—as well as snakes. Those
tiny rats, restless in the darkness, could very well be Apollo's original form.
The wolves used by his sister Artemis as servants, was the form of Apollo
as the guardian dog of the underworld. The swan was also a symbol of the
link between earth and the underground. Finally there is the snake—as
one of the major symbols of most mother earth G.o.ddesses, it represents
the cycle of life and death."
Powered by G.o.dou's spell words, the golden [Sword] flew across the sky.
[Wolves] continuously flew out from the body of the giant wolf, trying to rip,
bite and resist these swords.
The brilliant light of gold and silver fought fiercely, showering the area with
sparks.
The eerie blaze of the supernatural aerial battle was carried out in a narrow
region of the stormy night sky.
"However, the snake which appeared in Apollo's myth was neither his
companion nor his relative. It is the monster that he killed—which is why
snakes appear. It is the serpent Python which guarded the sacred land of
the Delphic oracle. In the past, the young Apollo slew the serpent with his
bow and arrows, thus becoming the G.o.d of the oracle."
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!!
As if trying to disperse G.o.dou's spell words, Voban roared.
Unable to resist the [Sword], the forms of the silver wolves disappeared as
they met defeat repeatedly. The giant wolf with a monstrous body kicked at
the ground, causing ma.s.sive shaking on the surrounding surface.
The attack's direction was aimed at G.o.dou, obviously.
Since the weapon could not be defeated, attacking the controller was the
logical choice. However, that was easy to handle.
"Python was the great serpent born from the mother earth G.o.ddess Gaia.
Apollo had killed the serpent and became the patron of Delphi. Henceforth,
his priestesses were called Pythia and delivered the oracle to those who
came to seek the sacred Delphic oracle. —In other words, Apollo is the
G.o.d who successfully killed a fellow brethren deity belonging to the earth."
G.o.dou strung the golden swords together and gathered the brightness.
If he attacked here in a straight line, it would be just right. He will sever
Apollo's divine power with one slice, and disarm Voban's weapon!
"The underground which connects the earth to the underworld, symbolized
darkness. What dispels darkness is light—sunlight. As a G.o.d born from the
earth, Apollo also embodied the light which existed to kill his mother.
Hence, his true nature has attributes of light mixed into darkness—and
became the G.o.d of disaster Loxias."
Giving off light brighter by several fold, a golden flash sliced at the giant
wolf horizontally.
Immediately, the giant body was destroyed. Shrinking, it turned back into
the form of a skinny old man.
"...I see now, the spell words which can overcome my authority. Such an
annoying special move."
Though clearly injured, Voban stood upright and unfazed.
Pa.s.sion and calm, iron will and glory, all these were mixed together and
shone from the eyes of the ancient and powerful one as he glared at
G.o.dou.
"An ability to adapt oneself against different situations. What a rare
power... Amongst the current [Kings], John Pluto also has a similar ability.
These types of authorities usually have restrictions. As long as I know the
rules which bind you, victory can be easily obtained."
Hmph. Though blood dripped from his forehead, Voban's lips showed a
crooked smile.
G.o.dou heightened his alertness. The power of the old man's [Wolves]
probably hasn't been suppressed completely. When it struck, G.o.dou felt
that the impact was very light.
Seeing through the nature of the [Sword]'s spell words, Voban had halted
his attacks just before the critical moment.
"Don't worry, with your level of ability, it is still too soon to present a
challenge. I will attack you straight on."
The [Dead Servants] received Voban's orders, and changed their
movements.
Up until now, they had been attacking without pattern. But now they
suddenly became extremely well organized. They temporarily retreated
away from around G.o.dou to regroup, and then attacked in waves.
"d.a.m.n it! They are here again! So troublesome!"
"Just when I thought it was getting too easy, but this will be bad!"
Liliana and Erica were having difficulty holding them off, and clearly
showed signs of anxiety.
First, the weaker servants were used to take the frontal a.s.sault. When they
occupied Erica and Liliana, the great knight level corpses immediately
attacked.
Clearly, Voban was manipulating the [Dead Servants] with his invisible will.
"You were trying to solve the riddle of Apollo, right? Correct, the first G.o.d I
defeated was Apollo, and my wolf was the sacred beast authority I usurped
from him. However, your spell words—will they be effective against any
G.o.d other than Apollo?"
Controlling the dead was part of Osiris' authority, but even though he was
aware of that fact, G.o.dou could do nothing about it. No matter what, the
[Warrior] form could only seal Apollo's divine power.
It looks like Voban changed his method of attack in order to find the limits
of G.o.dou's [Sword].
Erica and Liliana swung their magical swords and continued to battle.
Though they fought without respite, the tide of battle had turned against
them. Just as G.o.dou agonized that he was being protected by two girls—
"G.o.dou-san!"
Yuri's voice yelled out from behind him.
"Please use the sword for vanquis.h.i.+ng Osiris! You should have fulfilled that
condition!"
"It's true, but I have already used the [Sword] to seal Apollo..."
Without enough remaining strength to answer, G.o.dou could only whisper
softly.
Each of Verethragna's incarnations could only be used once a day.
Furthermore, when using the [Warrior], the target had to be decided
beforehand.
"Don't give up! Whether Apollo or Osiris, both were originally deities with
extremely similar characteristics. Use the spell words dormant in your
body, and forge the [Sword] you need right here!"
Even Yuri spoke of something impossible. As G.o.dou was caught in
surprise, he surveyed the situation.
Erica and Liliana were already at their limits trying to protect him. Enslaved
by the authority of the underworld deity, the servants were fighting even
after their deaths, and the old man culprit was just standing there
gloating—
If G.o.dou doesn't give it a try, how will he know the result?
Seeing Voban's confident demeanor, G.o.dou felt pity for the [Dead
Servants], and apologetic towards his companions in battle, and so he
renewed his battle spirit.
"Like Apollo, Osiris was also a G.o.d born from the earth!"
The green-skinned G.o.d of the underworld, the judge of the dead.
The nature of that G.o.d was the harvest brought about by the Nile river
valley—bountiful grain symbolized attributes of the earth.
"However, though born from the earth, he differs from the Apollo who
became the brilliantly glorious sun G.o.d, Osiris is purely a G.o.d of the earth
and the underworld—the close relative of the mother earth G.o.ddess, and
just a G.o.d of harvest."
Apollo and Osiris were both sons of mother earth G.o.ddesses—the root of
the earth.
Born in different cultures, but possessing many commonalities in attributes.
On this basis, new power flowed into the [Sword].
Speaking out the spell words against Osiris, the power was released to
seal the underworld G.o.d of the harvest—!
"After becoming the sun G.o.d, Apollo finally obtained the guise of the dark
night. Night—the world dominated by darkness. The underground where
Apollo scurries in the form of a rat is also the world of darkness. In other
words, this is the mark of the underworld."
The mother earth G.o.ddess, who nurtured all life, was not just a G.o.ddess
overflowing with love.
Winter brings with it death. G.o.dou had learnt this when fighting Athena, the
underworld deity who ruled both the night and the underground. And Osiris
was the G.o.d of harvest born from the earth.
Crops germinated and grew in spring, were harvested in summer and
autumn, and welcomed death in winter.
From death, they were reborn in the next spring, and grew once again.
—In G.o.dou's hand appeared a huge longsword with a golden blade. This
was the divine sword forged to vanquish the G.o.d of the underworld who
went through death multiple times and was resurrected.
Surrounded by ten or twenty layers of [Dead Servants], there was nowhere
to go.
Looking at the distance—slightly further than ten meters, the figure of the
old king could be seen silently directing the dead's battles like an orchestra
conductor.
Aiming at his target, G.o.dou raised his sword.
"Osiris was once cut into pieces and died, resurrecting to become the G.o.d
of the underworld. The mother earth G.o.ddess' responsibilities included
bestowing life in spring, harvesting in autumn, and death in winter. As the
son of the earth and G.o.d of the harvest, Osiris' dominion also included
growth in spring, harvest in the fall, and death in winter—thus, both the
mother earth G.o.ddess who does the killing as well as the harvest G.o.d who
was killed have many common functions."
The cycle of death and rebirth.
Like Athena who once fought G.o.dou, there were the forms of the
underworld deities of death, Isis and Artemis. However, the difference was
that Apollo was never killed, only Osiris.
"Apollo did not have the authority to take lives, but instead, he became the
G.o.d of the sun. Nonetheless, he still had the epithet 'nukti eoikos' to
express death—his past includes being the G.o.d of pestilence!"
Instilling the killing spell words, G.o.dou swung the ma.s.sive [Sword] fiercely.
Golden light given off from the body of the blade lit up the entire battlefield.
Light surrounded Erica and Liliana, vanquis.h.i.+ng the [Dead Servants].
Immediately, they chased after Voban who commanded from the back like
a king piece in chess.
To defend against this attack, the dead warriors used their own bodies to
s.h.i.+eld the old Marquis.
G.o.dou made a grotesque smile. Their efforts were futile, as long as the
target was locked by his aim, there was no meaning to sacrificing
themselves for defense.
Will it succeed after all? And the final result was—?
Part 3
At some point, the rain had stopped.
However, the wind had not subsided. The wind was still blowing as
violently as ever, and the dark clouds covering the sky continued to rumble
with thunder, reaching the ground.
Only the rain stopped. The old man's joyful voice could be heard.
"You really did it. Slaying my [Wolf], and sealing the cage of the [Dead
Servants]. Such a troublesome ability does exist after all."
The slicing attack infused with all of G.o.dou's liberated spell words.
From the sensation of his hands, G.o.dou felt that the power of Apollo
hidden in Voban's body was completely severed. It was likely that he would
not be able to use that authority again for a few days. But as for the divine
powers of Osiris—
As expected, using the [Sword] for Apollo to slay Osiris was very difficult.
It did not succeed completely. However, it still managed to decrease the
number of [Dead Servants]. From a rough estimate, half were destroyed
while the remaining half stopped moving.
The spell words of the [Sword] did not completely cut through Voban's
power of domination.
Erica and Liliana, who had been fighting nonstop, finally put down their
magic swords, breathing slightly heavily.
On the last swing of the [Sword], the [Dead Servants] turned into dust and
scattered.
At that time, G.o.dou felt like he heard something from the disappearing
servants. What was that, could it have been words of thanks?
The [Sword]'s spell words had cut through Voban's oppression.
The dead did not simply disappear in form, but welcomed true death—they
were finally able to rest in peace.
The [Warrior]'s ability included not only the sword, but the sight to see
through a G.o.d's nature.
That was why G.o.dou understood what happened.
If those were really words of grat.i.tude, it was definitely something to
celebrate. It was also worth it at such a great cost... G.o.dou felt his spirits
renew as he stomped his trembling foot against the ground.
Giving the [Sword] double spell words has consumed most of G.o.dou's
stamina.
His breathing was irregular, and his body felt weak.
Looks like this method of fighting was still beyond the current G.o.dou, who
did not expect it be so taxing.
...! ...!
What is going on? G.o.dou felt like someone was speaking.
Erica and Liliana beside him, and starting at some point in time, Yuri with a
sorrowful expression, were staring at him. Why was there such a feeling?
"Yes, I would like to commend your bravery. This battle did not disappoint
me."
As Voban finished speaking in a low voice...
The wind began to moan.
G.o.dou's body was blown back by a heavy explosion of air pressure.
Using the eyes of the [Warrior], G.o.dou looked at the old king... This was
the divine power of the wind, and three figures could barely be seen
behind Voban.
Feng Bo,[2] Yu s.h.i.+[3] and Lei Gong.[4] These names floated into G.o.dou's
mind.
Deities from China, or was it Korea? Probably the storm G.o.ds defeated by
Voban. Affecting their appearances was what the old man possessed, the
authority ruling over wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
"Taken as entertainment, it's a bit exciting. As the one who fought
Salvatore to a draw, it is acceptable. Perhaps in another two years, you will
turn out to be a fine warrior."
The strong winds continued to blow.
Erica who had stepped in front to s.h.i.+eld G.o.dou was blown away. Liliana
who tried to close the distance between Voban using the magic of flight
also met the same fate.
Then came the thunder. As the rumbling noise started up, lightning
descended from the sky.
Resistance against all spells was a Campione characteristic which G.o.dou
gambled upon.
...As the one who holds all victory in my hands, I am the strongest. All
enemies, all who harbor enmity will be vanquished. Chanting the hymn to
Verethragna, he activated magical power all over his body.
It's working, the flash that should have landed on G.o.dou's head missed his
body by a slim margin.
The charred asphalt gave off a burnt smell.
The high temperature caused by the thunder vaporized rain drops in the
air... If this continued, defeat would be imminent.
"How relentless. It was already apparent, boy, that you share similarities
with my past self. To obtain a [King]'s authority without any magical
knowledge. And to skillfully wield with determination and wisdom, these
powers that a mage could never obtain through training, this was the path I
once trod."
With another flash, this time it was lightning.
It was already a feat to escape the spear of the thunder G.o.d descending
from the sky, and his body felt very hot. Perhaps G.o.dou had already been
burnt quite severely.
This time he was suddenly hit by a sudden gust of strong wind, and his
whole body was blown away.
—Lost.
Though G.o.dou felt weak and his legs were unstable, he glared at Voban.
Even if his body was in full health, he did not have a way to evade wind
and thunder. From the start, there existed a disheartening difference in
power. But no matter how tired his body felt, G.o.dou still pushed himself to
struggle and stand up.
The shaking of his knees was impossible to control. If this continued, he
will be abused to death. G.o.dou showed a displeased expression.
"G.o.dou-san!"
"G.o.dou!"
"Stand up, Kusanagi G.o.dou! You have already fought to this point, show
me your resolve!"
Voices were heard. Yuri, Erica, as well as Liliana. Everyone was fine, and
the voices of who else?
...! ...! ...!
There really were voices, but who were they? It sounded like a lot of
people, their voices carried from a far distance.
Ten people, twenty people, no, there were many more. Where were all
these people? It could barely be heard, but it sounded like pleas of "Get up
and fight!"
The voices did not stop, the voices of the crowd, the voices seeking power,
the voices praying for salvation. G.o.dou lifted his head, looked around and
understood in an instant.
a.s.sured of the power's existence, G.o.dou mastered the characteristics of
the new form.
This sense of omnipotence was the sweet yet dangerous sensation felt
when a Campione struggles to reach a new stage. I will not lose, declared
G.o.dou in his heart.
Such a strange power actually existed, and G.o.dou's determination was
renewed.
"—O Guardian of the righteous, I invite you and offer sacrifice. O Guardian
of the righteous, I praise you, and beseech you. One who supports the sky
and develops new land, the one who grants victory and grace, I will
perform justice, please grant to me the right path and light!"
Battle spirit rising straight towards the sky, the spell words erupted.
The completely new form—it was Verethragna's ninth form, the [Goat]
which transformed from the [Warrior].

In that instant, Voban released lightning.
The flash descended from the sky. However, G.o.dou caught it directly.
His palm covered with lightning, he had caught the attack as if it was a
baseball. Light erupted from his hand, and waves of heat could be felt.
Strong energy was also being released.
Do not think that you are the only one with power over lightning!
Feeling joy that he could finally counterattack, G.o.dou relaxed the corner of
his lips, and threw the ball of thunder back.
"—What?"
As expected of the one who could direct wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
With the sound of rumbling, the old king deflected the path of the lightning
which should have gone straight.
"So that is also your power, boy! To think you even had this level of battle
ability...!"
Due to the joy of battle, Voban's expression was radiant.
G.o.dou nodded silently.
This was a power that he did not have the capacity to use alone. Despite
G.o.dou's battles till now, this was a power which would never have
awakened without the victory wishes of those who were defeated by
Voban.
—The will to defeat that man.
—The wish to stop the old man, and the hope to seal him.
Numerous people were asking, begging, praying, hoping—the power of
feelings, the power of hearts was concentrated here and formed a vortex
like a hurricane. G.o.dou could now hear them clearly.
The voices of lost souls gathered here.
And that was not all.
There were the cries of the souls who were finally released after the
[Sword] severed Osiris' power of domination.
They did not know where they would go henceforth.
Heaven, h.e.l.l, underworld, nirvana, temple of salvation, or promised land...
These souls would probably be directed to their final resting place
according to their various religions and cultures. It must be so. However to
these souls, their final wish was to witness their enemy's demise—the old
king who had enslaved them for so long.
Furthermore, G.o.dou not only sensed the feelings of the dead.
—Worrying about the intense thunderstorm and violent winds.
—Fear of the constant roaring of thunder started just now.
—Concerns of the giant shadow seen for an instant outside the window...
That form of a monstrous dog, and doubting their own sanity.
— Within the typhoon, there appeared to be some kind of gang fight, and
the feeling of being scared to death.
Even the feelings of the residents nearby could be felt clearly.
G.o.dou originally thought that there would be very few people outside due
to the weather and the strange happenings, but to think that there were so
many people around here. This caused him to worry, because he wanted
to keep collateral damage to a minimum.
Amongst the vortex of thoughts and feelings, G.o.dou focused on those
closer to him.
—The feelings of the girl who worried about G.o.dou's body, and prayed for
his safe return with all her heart.
—The heart of the n.o.ble maiden who risked all her courage to beg for
G.o.dou's victory.
After making contact with Yuri and Erica's hearts, power flowed out as if
without limit. Within the body of the Campione, it was as if new life was
infused, it would be too shameful to lose now!
"Grant me power! Grant me the power to defeat Voban!"
G.o.dou shouted, his arm raised towards the sky.
At the same time, the sky was layered with the heavy thunderclouds
summoned by Voban. There was no lack of weapons!
The sound of thunder. Lightning descended from the sky continuously.
Verethragna's ninth form was the [Goat]. This form allowed one to listen to
the hearts of the people, and wield thunder as weapons.
The lightning summoned from the sky was captured just as it was about to
explode in front of G.o.dou, and gave off sparks.
The thunder that should have crashed upon the ground halted, and then
began to gather.
The energy of light and heat was released all at once.
Faced with the wave of thunder and lightning swarming him like a turbulent
flow, the old Campione exercised his own authorities, and through the
exploding flashes of light, the two [Kings] vied for supremacy.
Intending to defeat the old man with thunder was G.o.dou, while Voban was
trying to push the thunder away.
Neither side was winning.
No, G.o.dou had the advantage, and the rapid thunderstrike engulfed
Voban.
However, the old man's body only received minor burns, and could endure
longer. He was just barely able to avoid his vitals from being struck directly
by the thunder and lightning that should have consumed him completely,
bones and all.
"...Looks like you've created something that imitates a lightning rod, old
man."
G.o.dou laughed loudly, but he was counterattacked at that instant.
Mixed with raindrops a whirlwind swept over, forming a mini hurricane
which swallowed G.o.dou.
"By the power of the spell words, I sing the hymn to victory!"
G.o.dou used Verethragna's hymn to raise his magical power.
Enduring the force of Voban's hurricane, G.o.dou consumed his magical
power. If it was G.o.dou in the past, he would have been swept into the sky
and dropped down to the ground forcefully.
However he was now able to escape the hurricane.
Similar to the way Voban defended against the lightning, just as G.o.dou
was engulfed by the wind, he struggled to maintain his form, not letting his
feet hover more than a few dozen centimeters off the ground.
Magical power strengthened spells and authorities from afar.
After taking the [Goat]'s form, what used to be most difficult to control,
could be performed much faster and more skillfully than before.
"You... That is a mage technique. To suddenly awaken such an ability, you
really are a reckless fellow, there is neither rule nor reason to your
authorities!"
"I really don't want to hear criticisms from someone like you!"
G.o.dou replied unhappily to Voban's questioning.
Though they both realized that defeating the other was not an easy task,
the two kings released lightning simultaneously.
In the red-hot battle of thunder, the intense but fruitless shooting match
began.
Part 4
"The power to control lightning... Kusanagi G.o.dou's authority is based on
the powers of Verethragna's ten forms, right? So which form is it?"
"Ah? Amakasu-san!? You came?"
With the cessation of corpse activity, the battlefield had turned into a one
on one duel between G.o.dou and Voban.
Discovering the History Compilation Committee member who popped up
suddenly, Yuri was caught by surprise.
"Yes, actually I was here watching from the start... Eh? This is a power not
mentioned in the Greenwich report."
"Looks like it. This is also the first time for me to see it—probably it was a
form awakened just now."
The one who answered was Erica. Liliana walked over to her side.
In the overly dangerous battle between [Kings], they had kept a safe
distance, watching over G.o.dou from afar.
G.o.dou and Voban were firing electrical attacks at each other in an intense
battle.
Voban had more weapons, having rain and wind at his disposal in addition
to lightning, but that was it. No matter what kind of attack he made, G.o.dou
was able to evade skillfully, and greater variety of weapons meant little.
On the other hand, every electrical attack G.o.dou performed was dodged
by the experienced Voban.
Though covered with burns and bruises, neither side could deliver a critical
hit. They were simply firing cannons at each other in a fruitless battle of
attrition.
"This should either be the [Youth] or the [Goat], because it controls
thunder—"
"In that case, it must be the [Goat]. For some reason, that is what I feel."
Surprisingly, the last line was spoken by Liliana.
Though it sounded like random guessing, there was substantial confidence
behind it. This left Yuri with a deep impression.
Unlike Amakasu or Erica who explained using knowledge, she used
instinct to characterize the divine power. Though Liliana was Erica's fellow
knight, she was likely the same type as Yuri—a witch with the disposition
of a miko.
"Just like that lady said, it is the [Goat] form... The priestly ability in charge
of people's hearts and holding the power of thunder."
So what were the characteristics of this form?
In the moment G.o.dou's new power awakened, Yuri immediately
understood with her spirit sense. The [Goat] form can be used as long as
the people at that location wished to become part of his battle strength.
In terms of people—it was not exclusive to the living.
Collecting the thoughts and feelings of the dead to become energy, and
granting G.o.dou the divine power of thunder, was the anger and hatred left
behind by the [Dead Servants], as well as their sorrow and pain.
This was likely a powerful form capable of rivaling the [Warrior], the [White
Stallion] and the [Boar].
The horned [Goat], was a sacred beast symbolizing great magical power. It
would not be too surprising if that form possessed magical power
surpa.s.sing the strongest wizards and magi.
Since ancient times, [Horns] were the symbol of special magical power.
When priests and kings performed rituals in primitive religions, they would
often wear hats or helmets featuring horns, and the purpose was to show
that the wearer possessed power.
The deer, the bull, as well as the goat.
The majority of wors.h.i.+ped sacred beasts all had horns. These are
remnants of ancient religion faiths.
"Now that it is mentioned, the nomadic Indo-European tribes are thought to
have made a.n.a.logies comparing the goat to lightning in the sky. The
famous G.o.d of the heavens, Zeus, is also intimately linked to the [Goat],
and there are similarities between it and the legend of the [Horse] carrying
the sun. The [Goat] which became lightning was also increasingly
promoted as a sacred beast by the Indo-European language family in
many places on the continent... So that's why it has that kind of power."
Amakasu looked very happy as usual while he spouted information about
Verethragna.
Very interested, Amakasu asked the unsuspecting Yuri.
"As for Kusanagi G.o.dou's authority, there are conditions of use, right?
What is it this time that allowed the [Goat] to be used, Yuri-san?"
"That is—"
Just as Yuri was about to answer...
She felt a chill, and stopped herself from uttering the words in her mouth.
Though she had doubt from the beginning, she understood instantly.
Behind Amakasu, Erica was staring at her, and her eyes were giving a
warning.
It was neither sinister nor cold.
However, it was very stern, and contained an unforgiving will. Yuri realized
that the conditions of using the ten forms was extremely important
information for G.o.dou.
Killing him would not be hard if one had such information in detail.
Of course Amakasu knew this, so for him to deliberately ask such a
question, it was natural for Erica to be glaring with full murderous intent
that seemed to threaten "I will shut you up if you say something
unnecessary."
"...No. About this, I am very sorry that even I do not know."
Not because Erica was frightening.
But because she understood Erica's concerns, Yuri lied.
Kusanagi G.o.dou was still inexperienced with protecting himself from types
of malevolence other than violence. In order to keep him safe, she still
needed to work extra hard. Was that it?
Satisfied with Yuri's course of action, Erica put away her glare.
"Then nothing can be done about it. Don't worry... yes?"
Feeling disappointed, Amakasu suddenly narrowed his eyes in surprise.
"What is it, Amakasu-san?"
"Nothing, for some reason my body suddenly had a tired feeling... Anyway,
Yuri-san are you ok!?"
Knees losing strength, Yuri's body was starting to shake. She had to put all
her effort to stand still and stop her shaking legs.
It couldn't be helped, as the body felt like its strength was being sucked
away. Even standing up was very difficult.
—Observing closely, Amakasu also seemed to be in the same state.
Despite the darkness of the night, it was clear his face did not look well.
However, Erica and Liliana were unaffected, and with incredulous eyes,
were watching the two people who were losing strength.
Yuri instinctively felt that both their—no, it was likely the life force of
everyone in the surroundings, were being gathered at one spot. They were
converging at Kusanagi G.o.dou who started releasing thunder to fight a
while ago.
This was the [Goat]'s power, no, side effect.
This form was not only the will of the people, but also absorbed their life
force and converted it into G.o.dou's power! If Erica and Liliana were fine, it
was probably because their original stamina was far beyond ordinary
humans.
It was still bearable, but if it continued it might become life threatening.
"...Uh, because this is a form wielding such great power, it comes with a
corresponding price? Aya, I really give up."
"Though every time is like this, but Kusanagi G.o.dou's authority is simply
full of these inconvenient powers..."
As Yuri explained, Amakasu honestly expressed his annoyance in a rare
moment.
Even Erica's eyes were popping out from surprise.
However, Liliana remained optimistic.
"Though that is true, to be able to reach this level and pay such a price is
also the privilege of those who are [Kings]. Kusanagi G.o.dou, looks like he
turned out to be more capable than I imagined."
She was watching the place where G.o.dou and Voban were having an
intense battle of thunder.
The two [Kings] who possessed ultimate resistance against magical power,
were turning their own magical power into lightning to attack each other.
Even for a Great Knight like Liliana, it was too dangerous to approach and
they did not dare venture forward.
They could only watch over from the side—
"Feeling people's hearts and forming a new ability... Though it is difficult to
accept his weakness in succ.u.mbing to Erica's temptation, he does have a
serious side. I am slightly impressed."
Liliana showed a relaxed smile.
A fairy-like beauty with an awe-inspiring flair, this was a knight's smile.
Like Yuri, her miko disposition felt it, that G.o.dou sensed the hearts of the
[Dead Servants] which caused the [Goat] form to awaken.
"Erica! Though the battle is even for now, by my estimates, it will inevitably
sway in the Marquis' favor. When that happens, you and I will support the
king, are you prepared?"
"Who are you talking to? That was exactly what I was going to say, Lily!"
The two knights picked up their beloved magic swords and started
bickering.
At that moment, a strange feeling came over Yuri.
—Liliana Kranjcar, a girl whose named sounded like it came from an
eastern European country, was standing most naturally with Erica. Red
and blue, the twin Great Knights guarding the same king. This description
appeared in Yuri's mind without thought.
Noticing Yuri's gaze, Liliana felt strange and asked.
"What is it, Mariya Yuri? Did you finally remember who I am?"
"Eh? Did we meet before?"
"Forget it, if you do not remember, it is fine. It was just a single encounter,
so I sort of know you—uh, now is not the time for this kind of chat."
Liliana watched the battlefield with a serious expression once more.
As she predicted, the tides of battle were slowly s.h.i.+fting, and in Voban's
favor—
Even in a fight between powerful supernatural ent.i.ties, stalemates
occurred occasionally.
As long as it was more advantageous to defend than to attack, these
situations were likely to arise. This was the case with G.o.dou and Voban.
What should have been an instant kill attack was ineffective against both
sides. This resulted in stalemate.
However, if the fight dragged on, the battle would sway towards the
stronger side. From Voban's expression, G.o.dou subconsciously felt that
things were not going his way.
Different from the usual poker face of that old man.
When using his most powerful divine power, Voban abandoned his facade
of the old intellectual gentleman, and let his emotions enter a state of
madness, roaring with laughter.
Just like when he transformed into the giant silver wolf.
A warrior since birth, though he had aged, his wild side was not lost. A man
like a beast, this was the true nature of Dejanstahl Voban that G.o.dou
instantly saw clearly.
This man was releasing slow-moving thunderstrikes with a calm
expression a while ago.
However, the sky was gathering a frightening amount of heavy
thunderclouds. G.o.dou felt difficulty breathing. This was the effect of Voban
raising his authority of storms to the maximum.
To think he had the leisure to do that while engaged in a shooting match
with G.o.dou.
The strongest violet lightning, this was in preparation for releasing
electricity from his entire body.
G.o.dou did not have extra strength to do the same, it was already taking his
all to maintain the stalemate.
—This was the difference in power.
The old king and Campione who fought continually over the past three
centuries, and the immature one who just debuted. There was an
unbridgeable gap between their power levels.
"Boy, I should thank you. To be able to fight to this level, it has really
comforted my weary and boring days. Though a little brief, but let me enjoy
this!"
Voban smiled.
A grandiose declaration of his victory.
Just as he said, he still had many cards up his sleeve, but up to now he
only focused on using the same thunder attack. This was his way of
proving his superiority over G.o.dou in the use of thunder.
Anxiety invaded G.o.dou's heart.
If this continued, he will definitely lose.
If he was. .h.i.t by the full strength lightning attack from a devil king of
Voban's level, G.o.dou had no confidence in his own safety. However, there
was still another weapon against the old man—
At some point, both sides stopped using lightning.
Voban was preparing for the final strongest attack, while G.o.dou realized
continuing to attack was meaningless.
"G.o.dou, you haven't forgotten me, right? Please let your knight Erica
Blandelli have a chance to be active. I am your sword and s.h.i.+eld. No
matter where, we must fight together."
To the right of the troubled G.o.dou appeared a knight dressed in red and
black.
Holding Cuore di Leone tightly in her hand, Erica Blandelli stood together
with G.o.dou.
"Kusanagi G.o.dou, though I have no wish of spending the rest of my life
with you, but at this point in time, I am also your knight. Before the battle
ends, let me accompany you."
On his left, appeared the knight dressed in blue and black.
Holding the silver Il Maestro, Liliana Kranjcar stood upright on the left.
"This is too dangerous for you two to be here! Please leave now!"
G.o.dou roared with surprise at the two of them, but their responses were
cold.
"It may be as you say, however—if Erica and