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196. Allen Cell and Political Marriage [47]

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Translator: Saitama-sensei Editor:Ryunakama

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196. Allen Cell and Political Marriage [47]

We parted with Fu on the rooftop and ran down the stairs.

We cut down the enemies we encountered on the way before they could call for backup.

As a result, we were able to reach the tenth floor where the spot is located without stopping at all.

And then we aimed for Zack’s room, which was just around the corner.

「T-There they are! Allen Rodore and his gang!」

One man noticed us and shouted. And as many as 30 members gathered in no time.

「That’s a lot…」

It’s pretty tough to take on that number at the same time in such an exhausted state.

(But fortunately… This is a straight corridor!)

If it is a straight corridor without anywhere to take cover, I can settle this in one attack.

「Sixth Sword – Dark Roar!」

I mustered what little spiritual power I had, and released a slash of darkness.

「Wha, h-huge!」

「Gu, Guaaah…!?」

The black Dark Roar mowed down the members one after another, and a straight path was opened up in front of us.

「A-As expected of Allen-kun… You can shoot such a slash in that battered state. It would be worthwhile to compete with you as a senior!」

「He has already completely quit being a human being, so we can’t win even if we compete though…」

Lilim-senpai and Ferris-senpai looked at the jet-black slash in blank amazement.

「Haa haa… Zack’s room is just a stone’s throw away! Let’s hurry!」

When I shouted, everyone nodded and began to sprint.

(T-This is really severe…)

My vision shook greatly and intense exhaustion enveloped my whole body.

My spiritual power most likely has run out completely.

(But it’s just a little further… If I endure a little bit more, we can all go home together!)

I clenched my teeth and carried my heavy feet forward and forward and forward.

The moment we somehow managed to get to Zack’s room,

「ALLEEEEEEN RODOREEEEEEEE!」

Gregor Ash, the Thirteenth Knights of the Oracle, appeared as he broke through the exterior walls of the room.

「G-Gregor…!?」

「Yo Yo, why are you trying to run away so desperately. After all, we’re friends who can hear the『voice of God』. Right, Allen Rodore…?」

With a heinous smile on his face, he stroked the unstable ash sword.

「…You seem to be making good use of that body.」

Gregor’s body, which assimilated with his soul dress and became『ash』, was still floating in the air.

He most probably flew through the sky to this room, which is located on the 10th floor.

「But it’s strange. How did you know where we are…?」

It’s hard to imagine that he happened to get into this room by chance in this vast Belios Castle.

「It’s of course, none other than a『miracle of God』! – is what I’d like to say, but it’s nothing that grand. There, it’s the『ash』stuck to your clothes. It tells me『Here! The fool who rebelled against God are here!』」

「「……!?」」

At the same time, the president and I lowered our sight to our clothes.

Looking closely, I could see small ashes in the gap between the clothes.

It seems that he relied on this to get our exact position.

「Kuku… I see it now. I was wondering why the hell you were desperately running towards the castle. So your plan is to run and escape using Dodoriel’s『Spot』, huh…」

Gregor turned to the spot behind him and held up his ash sword high.

At that moment, a strong chill ran down my spine.

(No way, is he… trying to erase it!?)

We don’t know the particulars about『Spot.』

So we don’t even know if a spot can be extinguished or not.

But looking at Gregor’s overjoyed expression, the answer was too obvious.

It seems that the spot can be easily erased by external impact.

「Damnit, I won’t let you!」

Right when I pulled out my sword in a hurry, Sebas-san, who had been silent up until now, moved quickly.

He took off the hood that was pulled deep over his eyes and walked towards Gregor in a composed manner

「Aa? What the hell, were you hiding among them? Whatever, you came just at the right time. Give me a hand, Seba… Ah?」

I didn’t even realise when he unsheathed his sword. Sebas-san’s sword was already lodged deep into Gregor’s chest.

「Se..bas!? Bastard… Why did you betray us!?」

「It’s not like I betrayed. Unlike you, Gregor, I am one of the Emperor’s Four Knights. Purging a subordinate who failed is also part of the work, isn’t it?」

Sebas-san said an outrageous thing nonchalantly.

「Moreover, a low-life that raised his hand against the president… is not someone I can call a friend anymore.」

And he pushed Gregor off the tenth floor.

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