Volume 4, Final Chapter Part 3

“How……! At that time you definitely, were burned to nothing leaving not even ash……!”

The impossible revival of the enemy.

As expected even Michael exposed his agitation toward the situation in front of his eyes.

But as expected from an <Archangel>.

He immediately noticed the trick of the miracle that occurred in front of his eyes.

“-!?”

The body of Homura who was embracing Shiori.

His figure was empty.

He was half-transparent, the other side could be seen through him.

――That was without a doubt, a [spirit body] without flesh.

“You were, possessing me……!”

“I’m the grand magician that has mastered a thousand sorcery remember. My talent is not just using evil god. It’s just natural that I can do something like replacing the vessel of my soul.”

“Kuh!”

Yes. Certainly at that time Homura died.

The flesh of Homura was destroyed and burned away leaving not even ash.

But, at the verge of his complete annihilation, Homura slipped his soul into the vessel that was Michael.

So that he wouldn’t notice, he made his soul into something that was infinitely small.

For the sake of rescuing Shiori that was taken in into Michael’s body.

To his own oversight that didn’t see through that fact, Michael made a face as if he was chewing a bitter bug.

However,

“Nevertheless, the likes of you who is nothing more than a dreg right now is not a match of this Michael!”

He immediately materialized <Holy Sword> shining golden in his both hands.

That blade reaching until the heaven was swung to bisect Homura.

――Not a match.

This recognition of Michael was correct

Even the spirit of the current Homura was inferior, he was an existence that was like the afterglow of the moon that would disappear in the morning.

He had no flesh, not even magic power, just a wraith that was only there.

If he swung the <Holy Sword>, just its wind pressure would be able to blow Homura away.

However――

“You stupid idiot. Didn’t you see just now huh.”

The one getting scattered away was Michael’s <Holy Sword>.

With a snap, Homura swung a backhand blow as if swatting away the side of the <Holy Sword> hard, breaking it into pieces like a crystal candy.

That phenomenon was unmistakably――

“It was <Dispel>-ed!? My, Holy Sword was……!?”

However that was something impossible.

Certainly Homura was a grand magician that mastered a thousand sorceries.

But he had no knowledge in regard of holy magic.

In the first place something like the knowledge of holy magic that was used by the <Archangel> Michael didn’t exist in this world.

Yet why?

Homura spoke to the perplexed Michael.

“I was moving around here and there when looking for Shiori inside you bastard y’know? Even until the inside of your brain goo.”

Michael went ‘hah’ hearing those words.

“Don’t tell me……-, you stole it……! My holy magic, you……!”

In contrast Homura displayed a provocative smile of affirmation.

Exactly like that. He turned into a soul even smaller than dust and while wandering the inside of Michael body that was big like a universe, he came to steal everything of the holy magic knowledge Michael possessed.

Therefore,

“Your holy magic ain’t gonna work at me anymore.”

“kh~~~~~~!”

Homura’s words made Michael’s white eyes turned bloodshot and vein ran across his temple.

The enemy’s toughness and his own ineptitude in failing to end this enemy.

His whole body was trembling in rage toward those both factors.

And then the one surprised of this revival of Homura wasn’t just Michael.

“MASTERRR――――――–!!!!”

“MASTER――――――–!!!!”

Note: Shishou――, this one is Chikori

“Uoh!?”

Vel who forcefully disassembled her union with Sumika hugged at Homura’s body.

Vel’s beautifully molded face that was like a doll was distorted mushily and clung at his waist.

“I’m glad, Master is safe……. I thought, I won’t be able to meet you again……-“

“No, I’m not safe at all here. See.”

In contrast Homura showed a wry smile while pointing at Chikori who was trying to hug him just like Vel.

“E, eh!? Why cannot I hug Master!?”

Even when Chikori tried to hug Homura, she was only getting bewildered of her arm that was scratching air.

“The current me is a wraith that will fly away if I’m getting blown. Even the little magic power I carried got completely used up when I took away Shiori. That’s why honestly holding Shiori like this is really bone-breaking work here. ――Chikori, I’ll leave her to you. Also Vel. Give Shiori something to wear. It’s too much for her to keep looking like this.”

Chikori and Vel followed what they were told by Homura, Chikori carried Shiori in place of Homura while the girl’s naked body was covered by the black overcoat that Vel created from her paper pieces.

While hiding her body with that overcoat, Shiori complained to Homura with trembling voice.

“……Really what a terrible person. If you are inside that body then, come quicker to help rather than just barely like this……. Just how much hurt do you think our heart gone through……-“

But even Homura’s side had objection regarding that complaint.

“That’s because you were the one that kept being irresolute that it took that much time just so you know. I turned into a small spirit that is smaller than a dust there.”

For Homura who turned into something like that, the inside of a spiritually gigantic existence like Michael was a vast universe bigger than even the solar system.

To look for a single person inside that universe, wasn’t something doable without some kind of guidance.

As long as Shiori herself didn’t radiate light, there was no way to look for her.

But, ――even so he somehow made it in time.

Because after getting roused by the words of a certain girl, Shiori rose in revolt against Michael.

Homura who heard those words from inside Michael’s body turned around at that girl,

“……You really hold out well, Sumika.”

And spoke in appreciation.

――Listen well. Don’t you dare kick the bucket until I return!

To the one other <Evil God User> who protected those words until the end.

In regard to that Sumika was,

“-……, yes……-“

While holding down the sobbing that was welling up in her mouth with her hand, she nodded while shedding tears.

Inside the despair that was rapidly descending, exactly because Sumika continued to fighting without losing heart even once by herself that the fruit of that resistance finally appeared in a definite shape in front of herself as a figure of hope, to that she was unable to contain her joy.

And because, that was the figure of the person precious to her, that it was even more true.

While staring at such Sumika with eyes filled with gentle light,

“――However you, I’m going to have you do one more work.”

Homura moved his gaze at the sky.

Right after that,

“Eh?”

Sumika and others chased after Homura’s looking up gaze and saw there.

Under the summer’s great triangle.

The <Archangel> Michael threw away his youthful appearance and becoming large while surging with golden light.

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