"Can you return the 'power' to me?"

Joel Joss' tone was very calm.

There is no slight hostility or malice.

But Atalante could clearly feel the hot sight that gathered on her body at this time...the holy king's sight.

Although he didn't say anything, he could detect the other person's thoughts from this sight.

If Atalante refuses, then he will take action.

Now is the opportunity.

Even Chaldes did not know in advance that the Holy King would attack at this time.

But it is reasonable to think about it carefully. After all, even though the relationship between Atalante and Chaldes is a natural ally because of Lumingfi, Mathul and Artemis, it is only the Chaldes' side.

Although the Holy King acquiesced before this...

But no matter from any angle, I couldn't think of a way that would allow him to let the power of the angel of courage continue to be boarded in Atalante's body.

Especially, at this time, Michael's original deity (St. George) was in the camp of the Holy King.

The originally unbreakable alliance suddenly ushered in a disagreement.

Or did you know that Lu Mingfei was not at the time... Did he do it on purpose?

Compared to Atalante's vigilance, Joeljos's face was still very calm.

Facing Atalante.

Joel Jos (Michael) seemed to be simply making his own request.

"Can you return the power to me?"

——【1, willing/2, reject】—

——【1d2=2】—

“…What if I say refuse?”

Atalanta's hand reached out to the bowstring that the moon god Artemis blessed in her hand.

"That's how it is."

Joel Joss sighed.

"If possible, I still don't want to play the role of a bad guy."

When the atmosphere was tense to the limit, as if it was about to start fighting at any time, Joel Jos...was waved to the Archangel, the main ship of the blessing fleet.

It seemed like it was blocked.

St. George got off his mount and led the horse with magical power to the vigilant Atalante.

"Although I am considered a saint, I am the child raised by the witch Karibo. Although it is hard to say that she does not have her own desires, at least I am willing to regard her who rescued and raised me as a mother. These phantom war horses Bayad are the gifts she gave me when I parted with her... I have no grudges and no grudges with the kind witch, I hope you can believe me."

Then St. George handed the reins of the magical war horse to Atalante.

Then, St. George maintained a raised hand posture, slowly retreating as if he was stopping the Holy King's troops. He pretended to close his eyes, but before closing it, he secretly winked at Atalanta.

——"Go away"

Atalata rode on Bayard, and the war horse, which contained the magic power of the gust of wind, roared, and then left the barrier of the [St. George's Sanctuary] around the blessing fleet without any obstacles.

With this phantom war horse containing magical power, Atalante could travel through numerous obstacles without passing through the pillar of light and run towards Lu Mingfei like a meteor.

Regarding Joeljos' actions... Chaldes was nervously concerned about the situation, but the Holy King said nothing in the end, as if he had acquiesced.

A false alarm.

☆

Lu Mingfei looked at Atalante, who was riding St. George's magical war horse below.

Although she was wondering why she didn't come through the Pillar of Light as planned, she still didn't have time to think so much.

The conversation with Lu Mingze is always full of magical power, and time seems to slow down because of this, but after the conversation is over, everything moves again.

The desperate witch's figure is so close.

The pillar of light that dispelled despair also came to an end and was blocked in front of everyone's once invisible wall.

This is the final barrier, the existence called Elizabeth Bartori, whose heart is infinitely amplified by the power of original sin.

When facing the infinite emotional power, you naturally have to use another emotional power to fight against it.

Because time was tight and no one explained what had just happened below to Lu Mingfei, Atalante arrived at the side of the giant of light on a war horse.

"As agreed upon!"

Atalanta shouted:

"I will use the [courage (fury)] core in my body to convert the courage in your heart into energy, and then you can input it into [fury]!"

Infinite vs Infinite

The final decision on the outcome is faith.

Lu Mingfei nodded, and a plan that had been agreed upon in advance appeared in his mind... and then the little devil's riddle man's speech just flashed through.

What to do is already very simple.

Lu Mingfei took Camilla's hand and was about to say something, but suddenly, when Lu Mingfei was caught off guard, the little devil's figure suddenly emerged from his side, patted his shoulder hard and disappeared.

But... Lu Mingfei, who originally wanted to lead Camilla to a position closer to him, was embarrassed to find that after being disturbed by the little devil...

Lu Mingfei, who was on the right side of Camilla, turned into Lu's movements holding [Gluttonym] in his right hand, carrying Camilla's left shoulder with his left hand, and then held her hard in his arms.

"It's going to collide! Raise your sword!" Atalanta urged.

Lu Mingfei could only bite his teeth and maintain this position, and handed the sword of [gluttony] in his hand to Camilla.

Only those who are devoured by darkness and still do not give up... Light needs a setback from darkness. Compared to the carefree Lu Mingfei, he naturally needs to use the power of Camilla at this time.

With Elizabeth's (Camilla) feelings,

Go against Elizabeth's feelings.

This is the little devil's tip.

--only

Camilla didn't even think about it. She did not take the sword handed over by Lu Mingfei, but stretched out her hand and held the [Gluttonym] sword tightly with Lu Mingfei.

This initiative is something that Aluta, the child's nature, and the simple Mashu, do not have.

Maybe not as cunning as Sakura Girl, but Camilla is like a sports car that is not bound by the so-called sense of justice or conscience... a rascal car that is rampant because of love.

Bold and unrestrained.

“—Sing!”

Camilla shouted, clenching her lover's fingers, and the female vampire's face was more of a happy smile than worry.

"Come on! Luci, my - my devil! Let's sing together!"

"That dead girl will definitely open her eyes when we are angry, wake up from the boring nightmare, and welcome us - welcome us, the pair of flash bombs!"

As she said that, she left a gentle kiss on Lu Mingfei's lips again.

It's worthy of being Camilla.

Is this the charm of adults?

"Sing!"

She shouted:

“Transfer the feelings!”

Who did this sentence say to?

Aluta, who had been around her for a long time, seemed to have noticed something keenly.

Or maybe she didn't notice anything, it was just a little willfulness of the child.

She squeezed between Lu Mingfei and Camilla, stretched out her hand, and grabbed the Sword of Gluttony.

Camilla didn't care.

"It's like a family of three!"

Even laughing.

Lu Mingfei, who is drifting with the flow in his bones, is just led by rhythm.

Amid the music provided by the little devil.

Half-supported, he started singing in order to convey his feelings to the desperate witch!
Chapter completed!