Michael and Gabriel both turned their gaze toward Izumi.
There was no anger in their eyes.
Only deep, unmistakable resentment.
"Izumi-kun," Michael said with a sigh that carried the weight of centuries.
"Go on. Tell us."
"What exactly are we supposed to do now?"
"Our relationship with you wasn't bad, was it?"
"And yet… you still managed to drag us into this."
Michael looked utterly dejected.
Their saintess was gone.
Gone for good.
He had even personally gifted Izumi a holy dragon-slaying sword before all this.
And this was the result?
Izumi had turned around and dug a massive pit for Heaven to fall into.
Sirzechs Lucifer, standing nearby, wasn't in any better mood.
A person who possessed Lucifer's full Authority had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
What was he supposed to do about that?
Right now, he was still called Sirzechs Lucifer.
Even if it was just a title—
With Kanon suddenly inheriting all of Lucifer's power, it made him feel like a counterfeit.
Like a stand-in using a borrowed name.
It was unbearably awkward.
Both Heaven and the Underworld were drowning in frustration.
Only one faction was enjoying the situation to the fullest.
Azazel.
He was practically glowing.
Even though the Three Factions had long since signed a peace treaty, seeing the Church lose its saintess was still deeply satisfying for the Fallen Angels.
Objectively speaking, with Kanon's original talent—
If she had been reincarnated as an angel, becoming an Archangel in the future would have been more than possible.
But now?
Izumi had dragged her straight into becoming a Godslayer.
And not just any Godslayer—
One who had instantly obtained terrifying power.
The aura radiating from her was aggressively hostile toward angels.
If they stayed together long enough, the angels would probably end up drawing their swords on her without thinking.
And Kanon herself wasn't much better.
At this moment, she felt an overwhelming urge to stab Michael and Gabriel on the spot.
The situation was beyond awkward.
She had once been the Church's saintess.
And now she wanted to murder her direct superiors.
How is anyone supposed to deal with this?!
At this point, even if Heaven wanted to reincarnate Kanon as an angel, it was completely impossible.
Thus, both sides fell into an unbearably delicate stalemate.
No one knew what to do.
Izumi watched the entire scene with a broad, satisfied smile.
Wasn't this interesting?
Just as silence filled the room—and Izumi's household members watched with thinly veiled amusement—
Michael finally spoke.
"Kanon… I'm sorry."
"At this point, we can only revoke your position as saintess."
"It's regrettable, but there's no other choice."
He truly felt it was a waste.
But there was no alternative.
Kanon gently shook her head.
There was a trace of sadness in her eyes as she spoke.
"It's alright, Lord Michael."
"Ever since I realized what I had become… I knew this outcome was inevitable."
She let out a bitter smile.
In the end, she had been thoroughly dragged into this mess by Izumi-senpai.
Seeing her accept it so calmly, Michael finally relaxed a little.
He had been worried she might not be able to take it.
"Even though your status as saintess has been revoked," he continued,
"Kanon, if you ever wish to, Heaven will still welcome you as a guest."
Before Kanon could respond, Azazel cut in with a snort.
"You've got guts."
"You do realize she's barely suppressing her killing intent right now, right?"
"Are you really not afraid she'll just cut you all down?"
Azazel's expression was downright strange.
Inviting her to Heaven now?
That was basically inviting a wolf into a sheepfold.
If Kanon lost control even a little, a full-scale battle would break out.
Michael froze.
"…Ah."
That… was actually true.
Izumi, watching this unfold, casually patted Kanon on the head.
"Kanon-chan, you don't need to suppress it so hard."
"It's fine."
"That's just a Godslayer's instinct."
"You'll get used to it eventually."
...
Michael and Gabriel nearly burst a blood vessel hearing that.
Instinct, my ass!
You're the one who turned our saintess into this, and you still have the nerve to say that?!
Kanon shot Izumi an annoyed glare.
She didn't feel like dealing with him right now.
This was just too depressing.
At that moment, Sirzechs finally spoke.
"Izumi-kun… could you tell us more about the world you went to?"
"Kanon wasn't this strong before, was she?"
"This kind of growth… it's practically instantaneous."
"Straight to the level of a high-class Devil King…"
His expression was filled with shock.
This was the very definition of reaching the heavens in a single step.
What kind of world could grant power like that?
Everyone else looked over as well.
They were all curious how Kanon had gone away for just one month and returned at S+ class, surpassing the vast majority of elites.
Before Izumi could answer, Kanon spoke first.
"In that world, the gods awaken from their slumber and bring calamity upon humanity."
"If you are human… and you challenge a god and successfully slay it—"
"You inherit that god's Authority and power."
She paused, then continued.
"Izumi-senpai originally planned to summon Lord Gabriel… or Lord Michael…"
"But instead, Lucifer was summoned."
"And then…"
Her expression turned resentful.
"Izumi defeated Lucifer and said that I, a Church saintess, should be the one to personally execute that traitor."
"And that's how things ended up like this."
...
After hearing her explanation, Michael and Gabriel both looked displeased.
So he went to another world…
And actually planned to kill them?
This guy was seriously dangerous.
And that settled it.
Izumi was absolutely the mastermind behind this entire mess.
Both of them felt utterly drained.
Still—
That world was capable of producing Godslayers.
And Izumi had done it deliberately.
Interesting.
Sirzechs nodded slowly.
"I see."
"It truly proves that the multiverse is full of wonders."
"Although many worlds are now connected to ours…"
"Very few possess active gods."
"Especially worlds that can instantly elevate humans to this level of power."
If such a world were known earlier, it would have been seized long ago.
There was no way it would have been left alone until now.
Once everything had been explained, Izumi finally spoke again.
"Kanon, you should stay with me from now on."
"You definitely can't return to the Church anymore."
"So just come live at my place."
"Don't worry—I'll take care of you."
Kanon's face instantly turned red.
She shyly turned her head away, unable to meet his eyes.
Katō Megumi and Le fay both clicked their tongues.
This guy was openly expanding his harem again.
Blatantly, even.
It was frustrating—but there was nothing they could do.
Gabriel thought for a moment, then nodded.
"That may indeed be the best solution."
"Kanon is extremely dangerous right now."
"Staying with you should be fine."
At present, Kanon had no real control over her power.
Any angel who stayed near her was basically holding a knife to their own throat.
If other pantheons encountered her—
It would almost certainly escalate into open conflict.
A conflict where she would become the enemy of the entire world.
After all—
Godslayers were the natural enemies of every godly system in existence.