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- There was no oxygen or gravity.
- The Windowless Building had been thrown out into true outer space and the angel and
- demon’s fierce attacks continued inside.
- “Aneri seems to be doing her job quite well. But I do not like the idea of replacing her with
- Mina Mathers. I just can’t see her growing so close to Hamazura Shiage. This has nothing
- to do with the good or evil and legitimacy or illegitimacy of either one. Aneri is the copy
- and Mina is the original. It is only polite to treat them as separate.”
- “...”
- Coronzon, the Great Demon represented by the number 333, was a being of evil
- dispersion.
- Her avatar Lola Stuart’s long, long blonde hair floated in the weightlessness and the
- immense magic power contained within was released. Immediately, several explosions
- occurred around the woman’s body. Yes, that was the greatest symbol of dispersion. And
- that supplied a new force for the screws, bolts, and glass shards floating around after being
- freed from the bonds of gravity. She used the weightless space to create a storm of bullets
- with fearsome destructive power that flew horizontally toward her enemy.
- The explosions occurred in more than one place.
- This was the three-body problem. Several vectors fused together and intertwined as the
- storm of sharp shards flew, creating a single dangerous existence. It became a great maw
- lined with fangs.
- “You cannot tell me you haven’t seen it, barf bag. If your specs were that low, no one would
- have put so much effort into defeating you.”
- “Come to think of it, why did you send Mina Mathers to the surface?”
- “I suppose a waste receptacle would look for a reason there. Even after everything, you
- can’t do any better than that?”
- Meanwhile, Aiwass, the Holy Guardian Angel bearing the number 93, remained
- composed.
- A demon’s role was to whisper sweet words. So anyone who tried to follow it by eye would
- not have been able to see even one grain of the sandstorm. When their naïve hopes,
- convenience predictions, and other self-made toxins eroded their mind, they would fail to
- dodge a perfectly avoidable attack and be defeated. If you read too deeply into it and tried
- to see through multiple hidden layers, you would only make a fool of yourself. Demons
- could not produce anything themselves, so that was how they achieved victory.
- “Hey, toilet brush. Surely A. O. Francisca isn’t your only pawn.”
- “...”
- “Silence is an answer in and of itself. Well, Mina might become a trump card against you.
- Of course, this is her life we’re talking about. I won’t force her to do anything.”
- “I have a simple question, Aiwass.”
- “Ask away.”
- As the explosions raged across the weightless space as a fierce attack, Aiwass made no
- attempt to even touch them. Just by gently flapping the wings on his back, the immense
- horizontal rainstorm was shaken, diverted, and launched upwards. However, it was not
- air that had done that.
- That glowing figure had driven back a demon with just the power enveloping his body.
- He would not allow any contaminant to approach him.
- “Do you really think you can bring all of this to a clean end? Everything in the world trends
- toward dispersion. It is so much easier to throw everything out of order than to bring it
- all into order.”
- “Dispersion? If you’re serious about that, then I am truly shocked by your narrow view of
- the world. Ever since the Big Bang, the world has had the boring tendency to trend toward
- convergence and stability. From the macro galaxies to the micro particles, everything is a
- series of similar spins. There are millions of species on that blue planet, but there is very
- little variety beyond the standard male/female divide. And snow crystals never leave the
- realm of 120 degrees. The world will bring itself into order with no assistance needed, just
- like a bathtub after pulling the plug. Rebellious elements like Aleister that struggle against
- it all and climb the waterfall are actually quite rare. Not even a hero can do that. And that
- is why they are so worth observing.”
- The storm of the end raged between them.
- A normal person’s body would have been blown away by a single shard grazing them and
- any surviving silhouettes would have been turned into Coronzon’s avatar anyway. But
- they still had enough focus leftover to calmly chat.
- “That isn’t a good enough reason,” said Coronzon.
- “So what?”
- He immediately replied.
- And that symbol of good and radiance, who, much like bleach, was dangerously bright
- and cleansing, continued with a sneer.
- “I am a Holy Guardian Angel that throws in a crystal of knowledge to watch the ripples
- spread and bring revolution to the world. Do I look like I would have any love for that
- worthless ocean you call logic and efficiency?”
- -Shinyaku Toaru Majutsu no Index Volume 19 Between the Lines 2
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