The training in the "Oracle Room" had finally entered the finishing stage.

　In a mock battle in the form of a real battle, the girl who is an apostle of God──Rouge is taking on the two brave men.

''Type 2, Maximum Armor (Axel Sau) Bullet Precision Firing (Zando Arrow)!
Type 2: The Fire Flower Buster!

　The thousands of light arrows that fall down are flicked by the deployed barriers, and the approaching slashes of fire are avoided by jumping up.
　Even for an angel, it's a powerful series of blows that wouldn't be safe if it were a direct hit.

　Moreover, the two of them aim at the gaps in Rouge's attacks and defenses, and shoot from the blind spot one after another.
　It's not only the incomparable offensive power of the pre-training period, but also the combination of the two has been refined several levels.

　It's a good thing that you can't get past the constant barrage of attacks.

''Kyaaaah...?''

　Rouge was blown away with the explosion.

''Ha, ha, ha.......I finally won.......!
If we work together, we can stand against the angel class...

　Ludmilla, who was holding a black bow, shouted under her breath.
　Fiore, who also held a black fine sword in her hand, smiled with satisfaction.

　The costumes they wear are also jet black, just like their weapons.
　They are black brave men and women who wear an aura of evil like demons.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this. I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this. Rouge, I'm happy for you.

　Rouge smiles.

　I was genuinely happy for the growth of my students.
　I was proud as a teacher and happy as a friend.

　But──that's why a sadness comes into my heart.

　When I think about their future destiny.

(.........please survive, both of you. (My friend.)

　The Angel Rouge prayed in her heart.

　Not to the Lord God, but as his own wish.
　Just purely - she prayed.

　　　　*

　When Ludmilla and the others went outside, two brave men were just about to come out of the next room as well.

　A fresh, beautiful young man in a robe that reminded me of a wizard.
　A knight in full plate armor.

They were the Four Heavenly Sacred Swords Zion of 'Water' and the Four Heavenly Sacred Swords Liavert of 'Earth'.

''Has your training ended?''

　The one I asked was Theon.

He is a direct descendant of the "Sword Sage" Zylas, a young man whose superlative swordsmanship is considered to be the strongest in the world.
　His magic skills are also at the level of a court wizard of a great country, and he was a battle style - a so-called magic swordsman - who handled both sword and magic.

''Yes. You too?

　When asked, they nodded vigorously.

'I've got new powers,'
I'm not afraid of demons anymore.
Take care of yourself.

　A voice echoes, and the figure of a boy emerges through the door where they came out.
　It's a beautiful boy, with a face much like Rouge's.

'We were trained by that one.

　And Theon.
　Apparently, just as Rouge had trained Ludmilla and the others, he was the coach to Sion and the others.

''I'm going, Noir-sama.

　Theon bowed, and Liavert gave a small nod in silence.

'Brave men, I wish you all good fortune in your military endeavors.

　He - Noir smiled.

'We angels are always watching over you.

　The figure of Rouge floats up to the next door.

'Good luck, guys.'

　The two angels are not allowed to come out on this side of the room unless they have God's permission.
　Normally, it might be a violation of discipline to visit them through the door.

　Even so, they must be reluctant to say goodbye to me, as they greet me like this.

''──I'm going to go...''

　Ludmilla bowed her head deeply in gratitude.



　As she left the cathedral, the sunshine was glaring for the first time in months.
　A sense of liberation that her training was over and at the same time a sense of elation that the great battle was about to begin.

　Finally, it was time for the decisive battle.

This time, I will not lose.

　Memories of how he once fought the Demon King and lost, came flooding back.

　At that time, I couldn't do anything about it.

　There was an overwhelming difference in power.
　I was devastated by the hopelessness of the power gap.

But it's different now. Not anymore.

　Ludmilla clenched her fists powerfully.
　Her blue hair in a twin-tail, a yellow ribbon, fluttered in the wind.

"I will defeat the demon king. And bring peace to this world...