Via blinked. He had thought of that too.
Faced with such a powerful enemy, they had only two choices: dig in and fight until both sides were destroyed.
Or go with the flow and abandon the Seal on the entrance to the Abyss. The Divine War was about to begin, and the Seal could not hold forever. The only question was whether it fell sooner or later.
"Via, my brother, get ready! We don't have much time." Bill III spoke in a low voice, but a sharp gleam shone in his eyes: the longing to break free of his bonds.
"Yes!" Via answered without thinking. He could not remember the last time he had seen that look in Bill III's eyes. For a moment, he was a boy again, getting into trouble alongside his brother.
Meanwhile, in a mansion belonging to a count in the Royal Capital...
The master of the house stood respectfully beside the sofa like a diligent servant, a humble smile on his face.
A beautiful young woman lounged on the sofa without a care for appearances, her legs crossed and one foot bouncing rhythmically.
Across from her, Modi was reading a hefty book.
As Modi grew more adept at controlling the Revolutionary Flame, he had become able to take on a fully human form. Only the color of his skin looked a little strange.
"Mentor, someone outside calling himself Phipas requests an audience," the count said quietly.
"Oh? Phipas? An old friend." Modi looked up and turned his gaze toward the door.
A figure appeared there: Archbishop Phipas of the Holy Light Church.
The Archbishop, who had come from the Inquisition, smiled and bowed. "On behalf of His Holiness the Pontiff, I bring you his greetings, Mr. Modi."
The count's expression changed. He had not expected