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"What I hate most in my life are those who pretend to be harmless and exploit their weakness and kindness to lure others in order to gain benefits and preferential treatment."

"Unfortunately, Loran Hill, you possess all of the above characteristics."

"Why? You said you wanted to change, so you can change?"

"Why should everyone accommodate your ideas?"

"Why should we fulfill your dream?"

"How ridiculous. Is it just because you're young, a newborn witch like a baby? And you still have pure and beautiful fantasies?"

Ibel looked down at the girl below, the bright blue in her eyes seemed to be substantial, emitting an increasingly intense light, and as she became more angry, the magic power on her body extended like a colorless flame, spreading to the surrounding monsters.

A dull roar like the roar of an engine rang out all around. The pupils of these monsters gradually became bloodshot, and white air came out of their mouths and noses, staring at the frail figure intently.

"So that's how it is." The girl answered softly, slowly looking up at the beast shadow that obscured the night sky. The witch with black hair and blue skirt was so flamboyant and powerful.

"I have no intention of opposing your words, for words are so weak and powerless."

"So, let me answer with my strength and determination."

She untied her hairband in the gradually rising night breeze, and strands of hair fluttered in the wind, turning from golden to flowing silver.

"Swish..." A dazzling silver-iron sword was slowly pulled out from its sheath.

Zantetsu Stovete, activate—

Holy Arms, Blessings——

Extraordinary advancement, start——

Silver flowing armor emerged, covering the girl's figure and then solidified. Long swords extended from behind like wings, and these sword wings had extraordinary circuit-like patterns, and the ends seemed to lead to a distant and unknown void. Brilliant magic power continuously passed through the wings, reflecting gorgeous metallic colors.

War Sequence 7: Sword-Winged Angel Messia, unfold!