"Michael-sama, your Brave Saint, Ace of Spades, Shidou Irina, humbly beseeches you. Grant me your blessing…!" As Irina chanted the words of prayer—the sacred verse—a transformation came over her body.
She became enveloped in a fiery aura, her hair and eyes changing to a crimson lotus color. Flames also dwelled within her wings, her twintails came undone, and long, fiery hair billowed around her.
The intense holy aura was so potent that it made Xenovia's skin prickle.
"So beautiful..."
"...Irina, that form...?"
Irina answered the astonished Xenovia and Raynare with pride.
"This is my Combat Form as Michael-sama's Ace of Spades!"
The Four Great Seraphs, including Michael, each governed one of the four great elements. Just as Gabriel governed water, Raphael governed wind, and Uriel governed earth, Michael governed fire.
It seemed that during battle, the Brave Saints could receive a share of power from the Seraph they served. This form was the proof of a Saint who had received Michael's blessing.
"Heretic Freed Sellzen! In the name of Michael-sama, I shall pass judgment upon you!!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UUUUUUP!!"
Freed swung his swords down at Irina, who had made that declaration. Irina didn't even try to dodge, instead swinging her light sword upward from a low stance.
SIZZZLE!!
With a sound like sizzling meat, Irina's sword cleanly severed Freed's two left arms from around the elbow.
"GYAAAAGHHH!? IMPOSSIBLE!? MY ARMS, WITH A THIN SWORD LIKE—!?"
"My swords in this Combat Form are 'Flame-Light Swords.' Their purification ability is on a completely different level from ordinary light swords."
Michael's flames were purifying flames that burned away all that was evil. Against devils, magical beasts, and monsters, they possessed purification power surpassing even Holy Swords. They were supremely effective against Freed in his current state.
'Freed is currently distracted by Irina. This is our chance!'
"TCHHHH! DON'T GET FUCKING COCKY, YOU REINCARNATED ANGEL BITCH—!!"
Freed tried to swing the two remaining swords in his right arms, but—
"LIKE HELL WE'LL LET YOU!!"
"WH-WHAT!? TCH, MY EYES!?"
Raynare used her earth-attribute magic, 'Blinding Sand,' to cripple Freed's vision. 'Now!'
"GYAAAAAAAGHHHH—!!"
In that opening, Xenovia closed the distance and, with a single flash of Durandal, severed both of his right arms. As Freed fell, having lost all his arms, Diodora screamed.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, FREED!? YOU ATE MY KNIGHTS TO GET STRONGER, RIGHT!? THEN GET THE FUCK UP AND PROTECT ME ALREADY!!"
At that voice, Freed turned toward Diodora. In that moment, Xenovia clearly sensed it—even though his head had transformed into a dragon's, making his expression unreadable, Freed was smirking.
"Found some gooood nuuuuutrition ☆!!!"
"—Huh?"
Suddenly, Freed's tongue stretched out, wrapped around Diodora, and pulled him into his mouth in an instant. And then—
"Wait a sec, you can't possibly—!?"
"Bon appétiiit ☆"
CRUNCH, SQUISH, SQUELCH, MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH... GULP!
Amidst unearthly screams, the sound of Freed chewing what was once Diodora… Could be heard.
The Gremory peerage was left speechless by the nightmarish scene unfolding before their eyes.
Freed's mouth was smeared with blood, and the sheer brutality of it made nausea rise in their throats.
Diodora had fed his own servants to Freed. While it was poetic justice, it was a horrifically cruel end.
"Oh? Here it comes, here it cooooomes~!!"
Having devoured Diodora, Freed's body began to regenerate. His lost arms regrew, and the wounds burned by the holy aura vanished. That wasn't all. A terrifying aura erupted from Freed's body. Had he absorbed Diodora's magical power as well!?
'To gain abilities by devouring, and regenerate at such an insane speed... Valper Galilei, what kind of monster have you created!?'
"Xenovia, Raynare, we can't let that thing gain any more power."
"Right, I understand."
"Yeah, we're burying that bastard here!!"
Xenovia gripped Durandal and charged.
"KEHYAHYAHYAHYA!! Fucking DIE already!"
Freed fired off magic bullets, trying to keep them from getting close. While Raynare defended with 'Stone Wall,' Xenovia tried to weave through the barrage to get closer, but the bullets were too numerous. The 'Stone Walls' were gradually destroyed, and hits started to land.
Looking over at Irina, she was canceling them out with her purifying flames, but the intensity of the barrage seemed to be keeping her from advancing either.
At that moment, their eyes met for just an instant. In that split second, Xenovia resolved to use her trump card.
"Holy Sword Durandal! Release your power! ——DURANDAL BURST!!"
A holy aura amplified to its limits blasted away countless magic bullets. Seizing that momentary opening, Irina closed in and slammed her Flame-Light Sword down.
However…
"TOO FUCKING EASY!!"
Perhaps having anticipated it, Freed deployed multiple layers of magical barriers, blocking Irina's attack.
It was true—while Freed's personality was the worst, he possessed genius-level combat sense. This much was to be expected. What he hadn't accounted for was the power of Irina, a Saint.
"Michael-sama, ——grant me strength!!"
As Irina chanted a sacred verse, the flames of her Flame-Light Sword spread across the entire barrier.
"WHA—!?"
The barrier, burned by the flames, shattered easily under Irina's slash.
"SHIT!?"
With his barrier broken, as Freed tried to retreat, countless stone spears appeared from the ground at his feet and impaled him. Raynare's earth-attribute magic, 'Stone Lance.'
"We won't let you escape, Freed!!"
"YOU GODDAMNED ZOMBIE BITCH—!!"
Freed spat curses, but it was too late.
"Freed Sellzen! In the name of Michael-sama, I shall purify your corrupted soul!!"
Irina drove her Flame-Light Sword straight into the forehead of Freed's draconic head.
"PURIFYING FLAMES!!"
Purifying flames raged within Freed's body. In that moment, Xenovia also closed in and thrust Durandal into Freed's heart.
"TAKE THIS—!!"
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
Scorched by the twin powerful forces of purifying flames and holy aura, Freed let out a final death scream and vanished.
Irina raised one hand, just like they used to do when they were a team. As Xenovia raised her own hand in response, she called out to a confused Raynare.
"Hey, Raynare, you too."
"Quick, quick!"
"Huh? M-me too...?"
Irina forcibly raised Raynare's hand, and the three of them shared a high-five.
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