79. Last Go! (8)
In the darkness, something swayed and made a rattling noise. People were awestruck due to the supernatural darkness.
The air shimmered and something mysterious wriggled overhead. The sound echoed againâas if being unveiled, the darkness transitioned into brightness.
Although the darkness had just faded, the ambience was akin to a moonlit night. A hawk which was both ferocious and beautiful appeared above the confused and horrified on lookers.
The bird of prey flew, cutting the darkness. The fading of the darkness gave way to the dignified hawk, whom was akin to a king.
Eventually, the hawk drew an arc and began to plunge. People held their breaths. In the transient darkness, a maiden with her arm raised stood. The hawk, which descended, obediently perched on her right arm.
âThe light has succumbed to darkness. Saint Mia has no power to help those seeking salvation.â
The body of the maiden with the hawk shone divinely. The darkness only cleared around Ally. Despite so, to those whom were accustomed to jet black, it shouldâve been as clear as moonlight.
âW-what did you say!?â
Saint Miaâs expression visibly tensed. The screaming didnât stop, which enhanced the supernatural atmosphereâat any moment, something wondrous might occur.
Although it wasnât be visible to people who were unaccustomed to darkness, such as Saint Mia, the king, and also his wifeâthe 5-Bels were dancing wildly around Ally with a bell in hand.
As expected, the dance of the five dark lords was a very avant-garde dance. It was akin to a person dancing on top of shimmering hot coalsâor something like that.
The groups of aristocrats, whom played nothing but the supporting role there, were entrance by the mysterious dance.
âN, no way, in a world especially prepared for me, thereâs no way a saint of darkness can existâ!â
Saint Mia, with a bright red face, stomped her feet. Be it the innocence or the divinity of a saint, she no longer had any of that. No matter how someone looked at her, she was merely a hysterical girl.
Ally, with a hawk in one hand, approached Maximilian as if sliding across the floor. She was unfettered by the malicious gaze Saint Mia was throwing her way.
The king and the queen, who were shocked, clung to Saint Miaâthey looked ready to cry at any moment.
âY, youâre Ally Crunea, the daughter of some poor countryside baron! Thereâs no way youâd be bestowed with even greater power than Saint Mia!â
âIndeedâ! For an impoverished person such as you to dare raise up against the saint, thatâs nothing but sinfulâ! Oh, Saint Mia, please heal my son Maximilian as soon as possibleâ!â
âSilenceâ! Canât you see this mysterious aura of darkness? The Apostle of Darkness who protects me has ascended to be the king of the Demon Realm! The Demon King is the equivalent of Godâbut he has already surpassed even God himselfâhe can be said as the guardian deity of this worldâ!â
Surprised by Allyâs bullish attitude, the king and his wife could only stare. At the same time, the fascination spells on their eyes were fading. If Ally maintain her coerciveness and dignity, itâd be easy to dispel it.
âR… really?â
âN, no way, for a Demon King to be the equivalent of God…â
The royal couple muttered in aweâin shock, they kept alternating between staring at the faces of Saint Mia and Ally.
âTo prove my theory, I shall present evidence. Come, Maximilianâreceive my dark healing magic.â
âYouâre lyingâ!! You will never be able to do that, I wonât let youâ!!â
Saint Mia screamed and rushed towards Ally. If she wanted to battle Ally head-on with those pathetic little muscles, sure, go ahead. However, considering the muscles Ally had achieved from her special training those the past few days, wouldnât the outcome be too obvious?
Instead, Ally only said, âGo!â and extended her right hand. The hawk lunged like an arrow, and his sharp claws cut through a part of Saint Miaâs dress.
âKyaaaaaâ!!â
Saint Mia let out an ear-piercing scream. However, not a single person came to her aid. Saint Mia, who was out of breath and was completely pale, seemed even more terrifying.
The dignified figure of the hawk spread its gallant wings in the veil of shimmering darknessâwithin a few blinks, he turned into a beautiful man with incredibly dark eyes. Those eyes, which bore the proof of how tremendous his dark power was, were reflected in the eyes of those who didnât have enough magical power.
âW, who are you…?â
Trembling, Saint Mia asked in a faltering voice. The beautiful young man, drapped in a black robe possessing an extraordinary aura, formed a brutal grin with his mouth.
âNot only were you uninvited, youâve also lost the protection of the Angels of Lightâto a fake saint, who is the equivalent of the worldâs grime, I have no name to give. Tremble as you spectate the miraculous healing magic of Ally Cruneaâthe only saint of darkness Abel swore his allegiance to!â
Abel uttered with a mysterious voice. His black robe was studded with stars while his jet-black hair flew down his shouldersâthe Demon King, exuding a terrifying black aura onto his surroundings, had an overwhelming presence.
Abel, Takkun, great collaboration, you two!! But Maximilianâs wound is still dripping with blood, letâs heal him immediatelyâ!
It was as if the great Demon King was summoned at will by Allyâhowever, in reality, Abel just transformed from a black dot at the same time Takkun turned into a brooch.
âUwa, why the hell is that fake saint staring at me? Her cheeks are also flushingâit makes me nauseous!â
âLetâs ignore her for the time being. Come, my Master, cast the dark healing magic!â
Alrightâ!
Ally nodded resolutely and turned to Maximilian. It would be alright, she was confidence in her musclesâespecially after she had endured that special trainingâshe was sure itâd work!
âTo the King of Darkness, to whom I dedicate my magical power, bestow healing and rest, tranquility and the calmness of darkness through trust and bondsâ!â
Ally shouted loudly and extended her hands forward.
***T/N: DON’T YOU EVEN DARE LAID YOUR FILTHY EYES ON OUR PRECIOUS ABEL, YOU GODDAMN THOT–!!!!!!!!!!!
The moment it desctlribed Abel’s appearance the Halo theme song came on on my phone and it fits PERFECTLY
GET YOUR THOT EYES OFF OUR PRECIOUS ABEL! Shakes dumbbells threatening at her
No! Our dark but pure demon king is being aimed at!
A Maurice BĂ©jart ballet production featuring the 5-bel… Not bad, not bad…
Thank for the chapter ^^
Said he has no name to give to the fake saint, say his name anyway =_=;
Just like this:
“Pochi name is a secret nanodesu, Arisa said Pochi should hide Pochi name nanodesu…”
I seriously thought that was Takkun transformed to be a human hahah
That “Saint” better not have any extrange thoughts about OUR Abel…..HeÂŽs too pure for that waste of oxygene
So dramatic~