20 years had passed when I woke up! ~ The villain's daughter’s thereafter and after that ~ - Chapter 37

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“Ahhhhh! Ughhhhhh!”

Howl the Third, with tears streaming from his eyes, dropped to his knees.

He furiously gathered the shattered pieces of the “Holy Sword” without paying any heed to the wounds it made on his fingers.

“It’s the “Holy Sword”! To destroy it, you are no saint! You are the devil!”

“Really? Something like that, it was just made up by someone a long time ago, right? It shows its true powers by sucking in people’s souls, no matter how you think about it that’s like a demonic sword isn’t it?”

“Wha- Are you intending to reject the traditions of the Monado Church?”

“After all this time? The entire time my goal was to destroy the Monado Church utterly and completely.”

Fioria said coolly.

She flicked her golden hair up a bit.

“For a new age, we will only need a new symbol for it. I will have your “Holy Sword” disappear as an old relic of the past. If you don’t like that, then stand up. You haven’t given up yet, have you?”

“What…. Are you saying?”

Howl the Third replied.

The right side of his face hidden by his long purple hair.

“You don’t need to try and fool me. I mean, the “Holy Sword” is not dead yet.”

“…”

Howl the Third grabbed onto some dirt tightly.

His body is still young.

Is that not the proof that the “Holy Sword” was still working?

“Resurrection!”

He squeezed out a shout.

That was the key phrase to regenerate the “Holy Sword”.

The completely shattered sword answered to Howl the Third’s call and turned back into its original form.

“Take as much of my life as you want, “Holy Sword”, if I do not win here then there is no future for me anyway! (Banishment!)”

The released energy was as if the sun was falling towards the earth.

The true powers of the “Holy Sword” that could even evaporate the earth were revealed.

“I was wrong. Yes, I shall admit it. Even though I became the Pope, the epitome of integrity,  I became corrupted and betrayed your expectations. But! What is so bad about that?”

He swang the “Holy Sword”.

Twice, thrice, four times.

Each time releasing a flash of light and burnt the very air they were breathing.

“Fioria! Humans are not strong like you. We can’t hold back and not lick sweet honey if it’s there. We can’t just not smell a nice smell if there’s a nice smell. This is obvious as a living creature.”

“…To go this far defiant, I should be impressed.”

Fioria sighed.

She calmly pushed her hair up.

“You are the head of the church right? Even though you are the pope, do you even know the word repentance?”

“As if! I will even give you the position of pope. I don’t have any regrets as a pope. I will use this sword to kill you, crush the new faith, and conquer the Belgaria continent. Indulge in luxury and be the carve my name into history as the first and last supreme emperor! If you got a problem then just stop me, might is right!”

“That’s wrong. Might does not make right. I am right. I am justice.”

She took one step forward and stopped “Holy Sword” with her left hand.

As if she stopped it in the gaps between her index and middle fingers.

“Guh…. OOOOOOOO”

Howl the Third put more power into his sword.

But the sword did not move forward, if anything it started moving backward slowly.

“I overestimated you. If you gave it your all you could have won against me, was what I thought but…”

Fioria lowered her right hand.

A karate chop.

She smashed into Howl the Third’s wrists and broke his wrist with one strike.

“Guh”

“Actually I take that back. No matter how much you struggle. You can’t win against me.”

The “Holy Sword” that fell to the ground.

Howl the Third tried to grab it but was thrown off by the strong wind.

Due to his broken wrist, he could not even prepare to defend himself as he smashed into the ground.

“!!!”

A face full of pain.

His figure was no longer the young figure that he had earlier.

All of his purple hair fell. His muscles shrunk.

It was as if it was a dying tree.

It was as a result of the “Holy Sword” sucking his life out.

“Gah!”

When he fell to the ground, he broke his ribs and punctured his lungs.

While coughing red fluids came out of his mouth.

This amount of damage, originally it would not be strange for him to die from it.

But with the curse of the “Holy Sword”, he lived.

Until he gave all his life up, even if he became just a meat bag he will keep living.

No matter what happens he will not die.

No.

There is one exception.

“This is my tiny bit of mercy. I will do you the favor of sending you to the other world.”

The sky was dyed gold.

The divine light shone through between the clouds.

The winds blow as if singing a hymn.

Fioria pointed to Howl the Third.

“This is your fate. If you were to be reborn, I hope you would repent even a little bit.”

“Divine” (Rod of Divine Punishment)

A torrent of light completely blotted out Howl the Third.

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Clap clap clap, applause broke out.

“Amazing! Yes, it is amazing!”

The voice sounded like it was praising and ridiculing Fioria.

From afar, a single woman approached Fioria.

“I am also a user of “Divine” (Rod of Divine Punishment), but not to your level. Scary scary! It’s so scary I almost cried!”

The woman was dressed in black robes.

Almost like a fortune teller.

The right side had a long slit, showing her white thighs.

“I am Beatrice de Lucsion. Also known as the Witch of the Black Forest. Nice to meet you, Fioria.”

“Nice to meet you, and goodbye. ‘Judgement’”

“!”

A complete pre-emptive attack.

A powerful lightning strike, aiming at the witch’s head.

“This is why young saints these days! ‘Eraser!’”

This is the most advanced dark magic.

It is even equal to “Divine”, an attack of absolute termination of existence.

A torrent of dark light from the abyss broke the earth, swallowed the lightning, and pierced the skies.

“That’s pretty good.”

Fioria nodded with a smile.

“Well then, let’s start the next test. “Astroraia” (Sword of Thunder)”

She swung down the Holy Sword Soul Youthtitia.

The sword tip released a violent beam of heat and light.

The sub-light speed torrent completely swallowed Beatrice’s small body.

No.

“Listen to! What I am saying!!!!”

Beatrice shouted while releasing dark magic.

It was a bit forceful but it managed to overcome “Astroraia”.

“As expected of a 300-year-old witch. It’s different.”

Fioria smiled in a composed manner.

“Be glad, this is the third stage.”

She raised her right hand.

It was a movement just before activating “Astroraia”.

“Ahhh, fine! I am done with you. Remember this!”

A black mist wrapped around Beatrice.

It must be a type of teleportation magic.

In a few moments, she disappeared. 

After, only a voice rang out.

“Hahahahaha! Now you can’t touch me right! I will tell you something good. Just now, I ordered the Coalition to launch an all-out attack. I am sure a lot of people will die. A lot of people will hate you because you are the cause of the war. Well then, let see you make your new church!”

“Oh, dear.”

Fioria shrugged her shoulders.

“Thanks for saving me the time and trouble”

She closed her eyes and concentrated.

In order to use powerful magic that had never been used before, she needed to build up her magic power.

“In order for the new faith to have roots, I need a miracle. A great feat that is easy to understand and very grand is perfect for this. Well then, let us start.”

Fioria has used a certain light magic before.

“Testament” (Light Angel of Judgement)

An archangel summoned from the Holy Grail, it was a magic she had arranged herself.

It makes light magic converge and be born in a figure that looks like an angel.

This is the developed version of that.

The golden sky fell.

No.

This is an angel.

It looks exactly like it is drawn in the paintings.

A group of handsome young men with 3 sets of wings.

It wasn’t just 2 or 3.

The sky was completely covered by the army of angels.

One hundred thousand.

Or maybe, a million

The angels descended upon the earth and stood in the way of the Coalition.

Needless to say, the results of the battle were obvious.

The soldiers who feared divine punishment threw away their weapons and deserted.

It was too sudden, the end of the war.

“WHY! WHY WHY!? Why is it that only her that has it going good!?”

Beatrice hated Fioria. Jealous. She could not forgive her existence.

It was a story 300 years ago.

Beatrice was a saint then.

Not only that, she wasn’t just a saint.

She was a user of the Rod of Divine Punishment and was worshipped by many people.

But that glory would sink into the mud of humiliation.

Confrontation with the Pope.

False accusation of heresy.

And after a terrible inquisition that could not even be put into words. Execution.

But she escaped at the last moment and ran into the Black Forest.

 “I, and that woman too, are the same, aren’t we? Even though we both as saints, chosen by the Rod of Divine Punishment, confronted the Pope.”

Why is it that Fioria did not meet the same fate as I did?

Beatrice could not forgive this situation.

It’s not fair.

It’s not equal.

That’s why, I will get in your way, with my own hands.

20 years ago.

The person who gave Annerose the poison and instigated the murder of Fioria was Beatrice.

The plan was supposed to be perfect.

But for some reason, Fioria resurrected.

And so to stop the formation of a new church, she worked in the shadows. But… this is the result.

The all-out attack by the Coalition was if anything, giving Fioria a hand.

The descend of the archangels became a huge demonstration for the new church to the world.

Already all of Monado Church’s followers have left the faith and joined the new church.

“Ahhh, enough!”

Beatrice screamed hysterically.

She has already returned to her base.

The paradise of magic beasts, the Black Forest.

“Next time, next time I will wipe that smug face off!”

Beatrice lid her fight spirit.

But she has not yet noticed.

That Fioria’s hands have already begun to reach for her throat.