"..."
"Mmm~ Coo coo..."
Satan Ye rolled over in bed, then opened her eyes. Looking at the bed and blankets in front of her, she sat up sleepily... She remembered that she should have been chatting with Ira last night.
Am I asleep?
Satan Ye tried hard to recall the events of last night, but the last thing she remembered was Ira saying, "If no one is with me, I'll really get tired of it." After that... she must have fallen asleep on Ira's body.
Did Iraq send me back afterwards? It felt a little awkward...
“Silina?”
Before fully waking up, Satanye said this, looking at Sirina, who had been quietly waiting by her bedside every day, or more precisely, at the bedside... but she saw nothing.
This is actually quite rare.
The three succubus maids standing to the side naturally came over to help Satan Ye put on his clothes, while one of them explained, "Lady Sirina, she just went out... It seems that Lady Ira received news about the next calamity."
"Moreover, judging from what Lord Ira said, things seem to be quite urgent in the Holy Kingdom."
From what we can see now, it is clear that Shirina is a very professional and competent maid... She can dress Satanie by herself much faster than three maids working at the same time.
But nobody cares about that.
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"Then I'll be going now. As for the next calamity... there's no need to take it too seriously."
As Ira said this, she prepared to activate Tikkap's ability to teleport to the Theocracy... Milian Milian had already sent word—the prophecy of the new calamity had manifested.
Furthermore, Milen hopes that Ira can go to him soon, because... the time revealed by the prophecy is very close, and Milen also hopes to get the correct answer to the rumors circulating in the world.
However, the facts don't really need to be questioned.
Mylian Milian wasn't stupid; she could easily guess whether the message Vera spread was the "truth" or just a "rumor"... She knew it in her heart.
I just don't want to believe it.
The person who cares most about the destruction of civilization and the death of living beings is probably Milian... He cares about all of this even more than the dead themselves.
Even though she knew that the dead had merely entered Ira's soul.
"Huh...no need to be serious?"
Shirina smiled helplessly, repeating Ira's words, but she herself was unsure what constituted "serious" and what constituted "unserious," so she couldn't make a clear guarantee.
"I understand."
Ira nodded to Shirina, who was saying this, and was about to leave when he heard Satan's voice: "Wait for me, wait for me! Mr. Ira, I want to go too."
Looking in the direction of the sound, Ira saw Satan Ye rushing towards them. She waved and said, "Mr. Ira, take me with you!"
Bringing Satan Leaf along is perfectly fine... at least there's no need to refuse.
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"Just as you said at the Council of Kings, the next calamity should be the calamity of [death and resurrection]."
Mylian Milian said this with a certainty, looking at the colors reflected in the stained glass as sunlight shone through the glass, which appeared as a chaotic mess to Ira and the others.
However, Mylian Miriam could see in it a revelation of "salvation," but... at this moment, perhaps there was no longer any need for salvation.
A person named Ira made a judgment that anyone could believe.
"The prophecies I saw were actually quite strange."
Milian Miriam said, seemingly unsure how to begin, and looked helplessly at Ira and Satan, "To put it simply, it was an elderly man with white hair speaking to me..."
"He first asked me if I was the current Pope of the Holy Land [Milian Milian], and I said [yes, I am]. Then the old man said that he was the first Pope and that he was going to come and see me during the calamity tomorrow, and that I should be prepared to besiege him."
As she said this, Milian looked at Ira, who seemed lost in thought, and Satan, who was still blinking, and said, "This is consistent with what you said at the Council of Kings, so I predict that the calamity will occur tomorrow, just as he said."
So, Mylian's judgment seems to be correct.
"I see. Even if the soul of the deceased returns to the body, it still has to act according to the rules of the calamity. Even when facing someone it knows, it cannot simply surrender."
In other words, you can't let the water flow too much... just like a person reborn from the Impure World Reincarnation.
"Hmm, but I'm thinking..."
As Milian Milian spoke, both she and the astral body seemed somewhat shaken. Whether it was the former's "greatness" itself or the latter's heart in pursuing "greatness," they were both lost in confusion.
"If the world is destroyed in the calamity of the resurrection of the dead, so what? We were going to be destroyed anyway, just a little sooner... Hahaha, sorry, isn't that just pointless thinking?"
As Milian said this, as if worried that Ira would see her expression, she covered her face with her hands to hide her eyes, but the barely concealed sobs in her voice completely betrayed her feelings: "It's so unfair..."
"..."
Seeing the very downcast Milian, Ira couldn't say anything. He could only shake his head helplessly, reach out and ruffle Milian's hair, and say apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Komilian knew that Ira didn't need to apologize, because he was just as saddened by that future, even more so by the despair of "all efforts going to waste" than Komilian herself.
Satanye looked at the three sad people, sighed and shook her head, but she didn't feel much sorrow or sadness. She was just a little regretful and unwilling.
Just as Ira had previously judged, Satanie was a person well-suited for a "trip away from home," and the destruction of the world did not stir much emotion in her heart.
Just as the group was discussing something important... Ira suddenly stopped and looked out the window. Then everyone else seemed to sense something and looked out the window as well.
...
The terrifying Mana appeared all over the world and poured underground... After searching around and returning empty-handed without finding any corpses, they automatically formed human figures, rapidly building faces and bodies.
Bring the deceased back to the present world!
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Isn't it tomorrow?
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