Demon. Enemy of the human race. An embodiment of evil. The one with the evil name.

　They were once said to have trampled humans and crushed many cultures and civilizations. The very threat that snapped the spears of so many heroes and heroines and ripped out their hearts.

　That walking disaster, Anne says, has begun to walk the earth again. It's sort of the beginning of the end.

　Naturally, the scene in the city of Philos appears vividly behind my eyelids. The figure that wore the heat of fire on its hands and feet, which was neither magic nor spell, and easily devoured human flesh.

　There's more than one of them. And in every country. I can only imagine the horrible things they can do to people just by thinking about it.

　They just torture people's hearts, make them their playthings, use them as tools. That's what a hexenbiest is.

　In the past, they've often led hexenbiests. I'm sure some of them acted alone, but there's no doubt that they are a higher species of Hexenbiest. So it's not surprising that they've all started to take on a will of their own.

"Hexenbiests, I don't know how much of a threat they are. All we need to know is what we're going to do about it. Do we just sit back? Or do we join forces with the Garlist Kingdom?

　Or we could see an opportunity and enter their territory," Kalia adds. I saw his silver eyes open wide.

　In the event that you have any questions concerning where and how to use the internet, you can call us at the web site. Her words were a little more firm.

　The saint Mattia responded with a few choice words while looking at the heraldry people.

We can't just sit back. If we don't take any action, the heraldry organization will only face a slow death.

　I saw Mattia's slit eyes tighten slightly as she spoke.

　It is unusual for her to speak so carefully. It is rare for her to speak so cautiously. Perhaps she is conscious of the ears within the heraldry.

　The words spoken by the saint become the will of the heraldry. If someone opposes that will, the organization will naturally split. The organization will immediately spit out dysfunction.

　If the current heraldry has a major internal conflict, it will be difficult to maintain its power at that point.

　Rather, it would be better to say that Monstrance itself exists in a very precarious balance.

　The organization of the heraldry is definitely dependent on the charisma of Saint Mattia. The organizational structure is still far from perfect, and the chain of command for the legions in each city is probably not even well organized.

　Normally, an organization is structured with a subordinate authority under the largest authority, and a further subordinate authority under that subordinate authority, and so on. Heraldry is different.

　There is still a lot of power and direction scattered around Saint Mattia and her surroundings. The organization has not been able to keep up with the rapid expansion of its power.

　It's a good thing that you're not the only one who has a problem with this.

　That's why, once it cracks, it's over. The power of the heraldry, with its weak command system, does not have the strength to resist the situation of a division of will. If that should happen, the force will return to being just a bunch of people.

　It is with this in mind that Mattia is choosing his words with more care than ever before.

As for negotiations, we have sent several messengers to the secular nobility of the Garlist Kingdom--only.

　Anne continued as if she was taking words from Mattia. The expression on her face was clearly bitter, as if her emotions were seeping through.

　At the very least, everyone in the room, including me, could tell that bad information was about to be spewed.

　Give me a break. I'm already feeling like I'm being served moldy bread.

It has been reported that the Garlist Kingdom has entrusted the Archdiocese with the task of dealing with the Zebraelis and the hexenbiest disaster. The authenticity of this story is still being confirmed, but if it is true, it will be difficult for the Garlist Kingdom to negotiate with us.

　It's getting harder and harder to tell. I saw a few of them let out quiet breaths as if they were letting out something heavy from the bottom of their lungs.

　Zebraeliris. It was once named the Great Demon by the Great Sage. The giant beast that oversees the demons and just randomly devours everything was once an unmistakable symbol of catastrophe.

　The mere mention of its name makes me feel like I've swallowed iron directly. It was a ridiculously large scale reminder of just how powerless the human body is.

　Come to think of it, the Daishonin Church had been the opposing organization to the Daimons and the Majin before. Didn't Alueno tell you before that it functions as the flagship of humanity, as an organization that unites the countries that are on the verge of collapse?

　Perhaps the journey to salvation - the pilgrimage to create the saints - was one of the means to that end.

　Remembering this, I bit my back teeth without realizing it. The distorted sound of my teeth grinding against each other reverberated in my ears.

　No, thank you. The more I learn about the situation, the more I realize that everything is just as Altius, the God of Salvation, wants it to be. It's as simple as that. It's a given that gods are always selfish.

　He writes a script that really scratches our nerves.

　I open my lips, my heart beating. A fingertip grabs a cigarette in its mouth.

"We can't stand idly by. There's no point in sending a messenger to Garleist. Then we know what we have to do.

　It had been a long time since I had spoken in a place like this. To be honest, I think I've only spoken a few times in my life.

　After all, I don't have the wisdom of Mattia or Anne, nor do I have the knowledge of Kalia, Fialaat, or Elddis. Besides, I knew it wouldn't make much difference what I said.



　But it's just resignation. It's just a petty self-denying thought tangling in my brain.

　Nonsense. I'm not sure what to do. The first corner of my eye lifted up with a fever.

　I'm not going to be able to do it. I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not, but I'm sure you have.

　The will must be expressed in words and actions to be meaningful.

But to point a spear at a messenger... But to point a spear at the one who sent the messenger is to give up on any further negotiations. Is that okay with you, Lugis?

　Erdis said with a smile, tilting his blue eyes. I don't know why, but the voice that tickles my ears is one tone higher than usual.

　What Elddis said was clear. If the Garleist Kingdom has sent a legitimate messenger, and we respond with soldiers... They will cease to speak with words. They will recreate the most savage times of man with pure force.

　It will not end until one of them kneels before the enemy and swears an oath of surrender.

　The heraldry does not have the strength to continue to fight head-on against the Garlist Kingdom or the Great Sacred Church. If they wield their spears and bows with all their might, it is definitely our side that will be defeated.

　Therefore, no matter what Mattia and Anne said, they must have been looking for a way to create room for negotiation. For that reason, they had connections with the secular aristocracy, the non-warring faction of the Garlist.

　To invade the Kingdom of Garleist now would be to throw away that option with their own hands. It would be a declaration that they would not speak to each other until their final moments.

　That's what Elddis is saying. She's asking if you have any thoughts. For some reason, it seems as if she's trying to find a way to take advantage of us. I guess she has her own ideas.

　She shrugs her shoulders and says.

I'm not saying we're going to invade the Garlist Kingdom. I'm just saying that we should have a cause that even the gods would approve of. That's good. Let's call ourselves righteous for a change.