It was an old man in a robe who was restrained and crucified in the air (、、、、).
　The old man is floating in a wide open position.
　There are double rings of light tied to each hand and foot.

　They are carefully restrained, like Astaroth, to a level where they can't be removed or moved, even by a god.

　Of course the magic is repressed, and then the old man is asked again.

"Was your grandfather the mastermind behind this?
"Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hahahahahahahaha

　The old man did not answer, but smiled broadly.
　If he didn't have his head restrained and secured, he would have looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

Hey, Alexander.
"It's okay Xiaomei, I'm not careless. Physics, magic, curses, warding, summoning. We're dealing with all possibilities. All he can do is talk now.

　I restrained the old man even more carefully, even as I told Xiaomei to reassure him.
　I'm trying to anticipate every possibility and crush it, making it talk because I listen to it, but otherwise I'm shutting down everything else.

"You thought you'd won, kid?
"To answer my question first, is your grandfather the mastermind behind this incident?
You're a step too late, you look like a nobleman, and it would be an even better asset to receive your fine soul. But the ones you've given me so far will suffice.
That's not a good conversation.
"I've been there.

　After the one-way exchange, the old man chuckled.

Alexander-sama!　People from the other side!

　Xiaomei let out an urgent voice.
　I followed her gaze and turned to the other side and saw a young man.
　The young man is slowly and carelessly walking towards me.

　He's neither human nor dead.
　He has no willpower, and his walk is like sleepwalking.

He just looks like a human ......, I'm sure.
"Yes, will it be a monster again?
Then you'll have to take it down.
"Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hahahahahahahaha

　The old man laughed again, "What's so funny?

What's so funny?
"Let the angels know, even the little boy?
As usual, you're not having a good conversation.
A demon has been sealed in this school of magic. A demon named Markosius. Humans are foolish not to know that the demon was originally an angel.
"......

　No, I know.
　So was Azazel at the magic school over there.
　He was a former angel, but for some reason he was corrupted by the devil.

　The wise man's sword wasn't the answer, but maybe all the souls in the world are the same.
　You can rise and fall in the ranks, do good deeds and become a god and then somehow be corrupted by the devil.

　Oops, more importantly, what's right in front of you now.
　So there was a demon here at the magic school, an ex-angel demon.

God's soul was never available, but ex-angels are everywhere. Thank God for the Empire!

　More agitated, the old man's voice rises an octave.

"I have succeeded in regenerating that angel and crushing it into human flesh. Look!

　An old man being crucified in the air.
　From the tension, it looked as if he was holding out his hands in a gesture of self-expression.

That's a man and not a man, an angel, but a being that transcends angels.

　I still saw a young man walking slowly up to me.
　I saw his soul through the glasses that I kept on.

　The old man was right, a soul of the highest rank, definitely an angel's soul.

　When he was corrupted by the devil, he should have been a low-ranking soul, but he somehow turned his soul back into an angel, just like I did with Azazel and Astaroth.

This is the perfection of Herschel's secret formula, putting the soul of a transcendent into the body of a person.

　The old man, who had been speaking in a heated tone, like a speech, looked at me for the first time and spoke to me.

You got your revenge, boy, for trying to get information out of me and freeing your mouth.　Markosias!

　The old man shouted, and the young man freaked out and stopped once.

It's Niley's camp. Let's make a bloodbath of them!
"Dear Alexander!
"----!

　The young man with the soul of an angel roared up to the heavens.
　It was neither human nor monstrous, but a voice that was heard for the first time.

　It was so powerful that even its howl alone was intimidating because it was beyond the power of an angel.

　It was so intimidating that Xiaomei couldn't even scream and slumped into a stupor.

　The next moment, the world was distorted.
　The power released from the transcendent angel Markosias enveloped and seized me.

I can't move. Rest assured, there is no pain. It will all be over in an instant.

　The triumphant old man.
　I heard about the "Nylie's War" from the wise man's sword.



　Nylie's War is a method of fighting to ensure the death of a lower-ranked (...) opponent.
　Locking each other at the soul level, life force and magic are pitted against each other.

　It's like a tug of war, a pure contest of power.
　The peculiarity is that once activated, it cannot be unlocked until one of you dies and you cannot move from one to the other.

　It's a technique of overwhelmingly twisting down a distinctly lower-ranked opponent.

　The next moment I understood it all, the force was upon me.
　A rush of power that seemed to press on my whole body.
　This is the power of Markosias, indeed, stronger than any opponent I've ever had.
　More than the angel Azazel, more than the god Astaroth.

　This is the transcendent power of the angels placed in human flesh by Herschel's secret law.

　The old man was triumphant.
　Next thing you know, phew!　And Markosias spat out blood, staggered, and fell to the ground.
　As a result of Niley's battle, I was unharmed and my opponent was killed.

Where's ..................?

　The old man, who had been triumphant just before, looked unsure of what had happened.
　He looked at the fallen Markosias and me in turn and was stunned.

"Sorry, angels can't beat me,
The "become--

　This one is SSS-ranked, a human who could have become a god.
　In a pure power match, we can't lose to someone with an angel in their midst.