Even if you're a corrupted magical girl, you still have to try to redeem yourself.

Sumireko Yumehara cried out in pain, and then Yuuki Enishi saw that the winged blade seemed to have penetrated even deeper.

Yuuki Yukino reacted immediately, grabbing Yumehara Sumireko's shoulders tightly with both hands and trying to pull her off the huge wing blade.

No problem. Sumireko Yumehara can reconstruct her body using the souls of magical girls, so this kind of minor injury is nothing.

However, Yuki Yuki forgot one thing.

Hanzawa Kuriko is a being extremely similar to Yumehara Sumireko.

She, too, draws energy from the souls of magical girls.

When Yuuki En saw Yumehara Sumireko's body collapsing towards the Wing Blade, just like the ground she had seen before when Hanzawa Kuriko pierced through it, she realized the seriousness of the situation.

Yuuki Yukino is already making efforts.

She held Yumehara Sumireko's gradually fading body tightly in her arms, trying her best to pull the increasingly light girl away from the clutches of evil.

It's almost over, almost over. Sumireko Yumehara's gradually dimming body was about to completely expel the entire Wing Blade.

The wounds inflicted on Yumehara Sumireko by the sharp wing blades continued to widen, adding new wounds to Yuuki Enishi's body.

But it's okay, we're almost there.

Everything will be alright as long as we replenish her magic power later.

Sumireko Yumehara's seemingly weightless body was finally dragged off the enormous wing blade by Enishi Yuuki.

Yuuki Enishi hugged the girl tightly and pressed her lips to hers, using the fastest method she could think of to replenish Yumehara Sumireko's missing magic.

However, it seems a bit too late.

Yuuki Yui clearly felt the arms that were tightly embracing the girl in her arms suddenly loosen, and her body involuntarily staggered forward, almost falling headfirst to the ground.

Yuuki Yuen clearly saw that the girl who had just been telling him about the distant past had, as if her magic had dissipated, turned into a shower of starlight in her arms, falling softly and gradually dimming until she disappeared.

Yuuki Yukino also clearly heard the last, feeble words uttered from Yumehara Sumireko's moving lips just moments before she vanished.

"sorry."

Clapping loudly.

Today marks the one-year anniversary of this book. One year ago today, with a mix of trepidation and excitement, I released the first chapter of this book.

While we can't say we've achieved satisfactory results, we've made a significant leap forward.

First time receiving 1,000 views, first time being published, first time receiving 10,000 views, first time reaching 1 million words, first time reaching 2 million words.

Oh dear, I'm really quite moved.

This book also has many problems, and I thank all the readers for their support.

I won't say anything sentimental. Let's just use this plot point that I've been holding back for a long time as the anniversary post!

This book is nearing its end; only the last volume remains before we conclude. But for this final volume, I will definitely work even harder and more diligently!

In short! Happy National Day everyone!

I'm going to visit my friends tomorrow! Bye-bye!

Chapter 207 What kind of doujinshi is this, Nun?

As the dazzling golden halo landed, scorching the nuns who were all gazing up at the sky, it seemed as if the outcome of this battle was already predetermined.

It's already a miracle that the battle lasted this long before it ended.

But the miracle ended there.

boom.

Saint Shiyin's back slammed into the stained glass wall behind the church, creating a large hole in the wall.

The entire glass wall seemed to have been toppled like a domino, triggering a chain reaction as the diamond-shaped glass pieces that made up the huge stained-glass mural fell one after another.

Rhomboid shards of glass fell like rain onto the pale yellow-haired girl in a nun's habit lying on the ground, colliding with each other or shattering on the dark stone bricks, all turning into irreparable colored glass powder.

On that single drop of powder, which resembled seven-colored spiritual sand, Saint Shiyin tried to use her sickle as a crutch to support her frail body.

thump,

Saint Shiyin fell back to her original spot; her weak legs could no longer support her body.

"Ha...ha...haah..."

Sweat rolled down Sheng Shiyin's forehead, wetting the shards of glass covering the ground.

After just a few movements, the girl's magical armor was already soaked with sweat.

Saint Shiyin now felt as if all her strength had been drained, leaving only an exhausted shell.

At the end of Sheng Shiyin's gaze, she saw two pairs of shoes, which landed neatly and uniformly in front of her with a thud.

Pure white socks, two-toothed wooden clogs.

And gleaming gold combat boots.

Their owners were the two magical girls who had driven her to the brink of despair.

"Wow, this is the first time I've ever seen anything like this. I never knew there was such a place hidden underground at St. Yuu Academy. This is truly an eye-opener."

Yuuki looked around and sighed.

The once neat and orderly stone chairs were reduced to irregular pieces of rubble by the impact, scattered haphazardly on the ground, barely recognizable as they were originally.

The overturned brazier and candlesticks had spilled fuel all over the ground, burning quietly. The distinctive aroma of the burnt wood had been mostly buried by the dust, and now it smelled somewhat pungent.

The lectern on the huge platform was also smashed to pieces by the sound of the hymn, and the various sacred objects and scriptures placed on it were scattered all over the ground, buried under the soil and stones.

What caught Yuuki Yuuki's attention the most was the stained glass that had also been shattered by Seishin.

Behind it, a small, hidden room exists quietly, and its existence is unknown.

Even with Seishin's body obscuring the view from behind the broken glass, Yuuki Eri could still clearly see the enormous coffin.

It was a European-style coffin, decorated rather extravagantly, yet it possessed a profound sense of history.

Judging from the sheen on the surface, it should be made entirely of wood. Although saying this might conflict with the sense of history, Yuuki Enishi felt that it did not show many signs of being eroded by time.

Just seeing it there gave Yuuki Yuuki a vague feeling of suffocation.

Even when facing the pale spirit fire that symbolized death, Yuuki Yuuki did not have such a strong feeling.

That thing must be a magic wand.

No, it is definitely a magic wand.

As for why it exists there, Yuuki Yuki has no idea.

But it was indeed one of the reasons why Yuuki Yukino came here.

"You...you!" Noticing Yuuki Yukina's gaze directed at her from behind, Seishin was momentarily taken aback, then her expression turned to anger, and she shouted out in a weak voice.

However, Yuuki En didn't pay any attention to Seishine at all.

There are two people here, and there is absolutely no way that Seishine can launch a counterattack in the face of death. Even if she makes any moves, she and Nishio Reki can stop her with their fighting strength.

The only concern is what Saint Shiyin might do with this coffin.

However, this coffin is also a target that Yuuki Eri needs to investigate. As long as she can access it before Seishine does anything, it will effectively prevent Seishine from doing anything tampered with.

Yuuki Yui bypassed Seishin and walked around her, heading straight for the coffin standing in the center of the room.

"You, don't touch her! Don't touch her!" Sheng Shiyin turned her body away, but could only lie prostrate on the ground, watching helplessly as Yuuki Yukino got closer and closer to the coffin.

Her words also received no response from Nishio Reki.

Like Yuuki Yuuki, Nishio Reki slowly approached, bypassing the fallen Seishine, and spoke to Yuuki Yuuki.

“That’s right, it’s this thing. When Saint Shiyin brought me to this room, I felt a very strong calling, as if someone could communicate with me and respond to me.”

“But there’s nothing here except this coffin, isn’t there?” Yuuki asked rhetorically, her target obvious.

"Don't touch it! You're not allowed to touch it! Get away! All of you, get away from me!"

Saint Shion crawled on all fours, constantly moving closer to the coffin, leaving tiny holes in her magical armor from shards of glass.

Yuuki Yuki and Nishio Reki both stopped and turned to look at Seishin, watching her clumsily approach little by little.

The current state of Saint Shion can be described as utterly miserable, which makes Nishio Reki feel somewhat sorry for her, as if he and Yuuki Yukino were the truly wicked ones.

However, Nishio Reki absolutely cannot allow Seishion to actually come into contact with that coffin.

If Seishine had any other tricks up her sleeve when she came into contact with it, her compassion would be the one that pushed her and Yuuki Eri together into the abyss.

Nishio Reki turned around and faced Seishin, who was struggling to move forward on the ground, and gently took off the gauntlet from his hand.

What she's going to do is self-evident.

"Xiao Li, wait a minute."

Just as Nishio Reki was about to bend down to touch Seishin, Yuuki Yuuki stopped him.

"Yuki? What's wrong?" Nishio Reki stopped in his tracks, pressed down on Seishin with one hand, tossed aside the wand in her hand, and then turned to look at Yuki Yuki.

Yuuki Yukino glanced meaningfully at Nishio Reki's hand, then at Seishin, who was struggling on the ground to no avail. She took a deep breath and suggested, "Leave this to me."

“But… Yuuki…” Nishio Reki hesitated. Not only did she not want Yuuki to continue doing this kind of thing, but even though they had been through so much, her desire to share some of Yuuki’s burdens remained unchanged.

Also, she and Sheng Shiyin have a score to settle.

"It's alright, leave it to me."

Yuuki Yukina came closer and squatted down next to Nishio Reki. Her cool little hand rested on the back of Nishio Reki's hand and gently moved it away.

Nishio Reki pondered for a moment, swallowed hard, and silently withdrew his hands.

Yuuki nodded affirmatively to Nishio Reki again, moved a little closer to Seishin, and placed her hand on Seishin's shoulder under Seishin's tense gaze.

Yuuki Yui didn't exert any force, and her expression didn't change much, but it was this calm series of movements that made Seishin break out in a cold sweat.

"Sacred Hymn".

When Seishin heard Yuuki call her name, her shoulders trembled violently, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.

"Can you tell us what that thing is?"

Saint Shion subconsciously opened her mouth, then clenched her teeth tightly and shook her head vigorously.

As if that wasn't enough to prove her determination to reject Yuuki Yuki, Seishin raised her hand and slapped away the hand that Yuuki Yuki had placed on her shoulder.