Shinmai Maou No Keiyakusha Light Novels & Stories

“Both of you are right, but we should all be worried and prepared for the unexpected. This might be a warning of an unknown corruption, but this is also a sign that my seventh-shard soul is being shaken and slowly starting to wake up.” Ai corrected and at the same time agreed to some of their words. That the other holders understand and are aware bout. ‘YOU ARE THE LIGHT THAT REPRESENTS THE SUN, AND SHE IS THE DARK THAT REPRESENTS THE MOON. PLEASE DO NOT TRUST HIM THAT MUCH, FOR IN THAT LOOP YOU BOTH CHOOSE IS A HELL THAT ENDS YOU BE DEAD.’ “The twins.” Ai knows along with the rest who agrees with what she is currently thinking. “Light and night.” ‘DREAM, DREAM SWEET BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN, DREAM

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?

“Ouch.. why does it hurt and where am I?“ we both gasped as Elora literally woke up that very second right on cue. Maya loosened her hold on me and rushed to Eloras side. “Nothing of that matters right now. The main thing is, are you ok?” Maya exclaimed, stroking Eloras cheek with such concern in her big wide eyes. Elora smiled and gave a slight nod whilst trying not to wince at the same time. It was not a very convincing act. Even I could see that she was in a lot of pain. “Elora, do you know who I am?” I stepped forwards and she stared at me, confused. “You are the next in line alpha of the pack. George.” She answered.

That soft and airy voice greeted me. Like the voice in the Darkness, or I guess that’s just his name, her voice came from everywhere. But unlike him, I didn’t get this creepy feeling. “If he’s Darkness, what does that make you? Light? And if this is a game of chess, what piece am I? Whose side am I on? “I questioned. “Is this a game between you and him?” “Yes. I am Light. I would call you the Queen’s Bishop, which makes you so important. And why you have to get out of the hold this witch has.” Light explained.

“Witches—attack spells, now! Summer—light thingy! Charlie—shield up! Anyone else got long-range powers?” A round of no’s. We brace for impact. Megaera crashes down on us in a fury of claws and rage. Just before she makes contact, a blinding white light streaks past me and slams into her side. She shrieks, veering off course. I turn—Jared stands beside me, another orb of sunlight forming in his hand. Not like Summer’s light bomb that silenced the world first—this is pure, radiant power. It looks a lot like Rowen’s healing light.

Maybe I should go and help him? Adrian’s eyes glint with determination as he circles around the beast, trying to find an opening. I watch in awe as he charges towards the hydra’s main head, his jaws open wide and ready to strike. But this time, the hydra knows what he is doing. It wraps its massive body around Adrian’s, squeezing him so tightly that I can hear the bones in his body snapping. I feel a lump form in my throat as I watch my friend struggle against the monster’s grip. But just when I think it’s all over, Adrian grits his teeth and unleashes a burst of lightning that sears through the hydra’s body. The creature screams in agony as it disintegrates into a cloud of ash.

Nya took the Heart of Magic and put it in the chest, casting a spell that would transfer the magic to Slate, and when she closed the door, it locked under a spell that only Slate could open. Taking a deep breath, Nya stepped back a few steps, glad to have that done. Now, she had to figure out how to get back to the battle. Her eyes went to Gator. He was still stone, her spell not breaking when she transferred the power, though she was sure that Slate could reverse it if he wanted to. She’d have to find another way. “Is everything all right?” She heard the voice of the maid as she came into the room. “Oh, my!”

"Say, Light, no matter how I look at him, this man only looks like someone oridnary to me. What’s with all the fuss?" If Lance, a Rank 2 Evolved One, could identify Lucas’ realm, the sky had to be falling down. "I asked you to shut up, Lance. Hurry up and shut up!” At this moment, Light had already cursed all of Lance’s ancestors and thought, ‘Don’t drag me down with you if you really want to die so much.’ At this moment, the gene martial artists in the main hall were exhilarated. It would be a waste to miss out on such a good show.