I caught Angel Yuribel.
The barrier made of Yunia’s magic power made it impossible for her to escape from any form of restraint.
“Arghhh!!”
The sight resembled someone trapped inside a transparent coffin, desperately trying to escape. Honestly, it was a bit uncomfortable to watch.
So…
“Should I leave her here, Instructor Kadisha?”
“Yes, good job.”
I immediately brought her to the infirmary, placed her on the experimental table—or rather, the surgical table—and then put on the special gloves prepared by Instructor Kadisha.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes. When I connect to the ‘dream’, Instructor Kadisha will read the magic wavelength, right?”
“That’s right.”
nstructor Kadisha pointed to the monitor on the wall.
“Once we identify the magic wavelength, we’ll check if it matches Yuribel’s unique wavelength. In Angelica’s case, the angel’s soul had already separated from her body….”
“Since we’re inducing a dream now, it’s likely to be the angel’s dream.”
“Exactly. Later, we’ll compare. If the magic pattern of the dream doesn’t match the one Yuribel has after the angel’s disappearance, it means…”
“The magic wavelength we’re detecting now is the unique wavelength of the angel’s power.”
In other words, we’re trying to read the magic wavelength of divine power.
Magic wavelengths are like fingerprints in humans—each one is distinct. But if we think of it as a ‘footprint’ instead of a fingerprint?
You can distinguish whether it’s a human’s handprint, a dog’s paw, or a dinosaur’s footprint. Moreover, you can even tell which species of dinosaur it is based on the footprint.’
“If we gather data on an angel’s magic wavelength, we can capture the moment when an angel’s soul attempts to possess a human body. Then, we could either quickly move to subdue or convince the student.”
“Subdue?”
“The best approach is probably to convince them, right?”
Instructor Kadisha winked and snapped her fingers.
“Miss Yunia, could you soften the upper part of the magic barrier?”
“You mean so Phoenix can reach in and grab the angel’s head? Got it.”
Yunia altered the form of the barrier around the head.
Where it was once like reinforced glass, it now felt like pushing through a thick plastic wall as I reached inside.
Grasp.
Wearing the barrier like a glove, I gripped Angel Yuribel’s head with the specially designed magic gloves created by Instructor Kadisha.
“Agh! Arghh!”
Angel Yuribel’s screams echoed in my mind.
The humiliation of being restrained by lower beings, the shame of being experimented on by such creatures—it overwhelmed her.
“For now, I’ll put her to sleep.”
I pressed my thumb against the angel’s forehead, securing both sides of her head with my other fingers.
“Phew.”
“Are you nervous, Phoenix? Should I hold you from behind?”
“No, I’m fine.”
Yunia offered to hold me from behind, but I politely declined.
“It’s not nervousness, I just feel relieved that we can free Yuribel from the angel.”
“Is that so…”
“If I ever do feel nervous, I’ll ask you to support me then.”
“Okay!”
Yunia clenched her fists happily.
“…Where exactly would she be supporting?”
“If it’s the mana pocket, wouldn’t it be from below?”
“That… to that extent?”
“Miss Yunia entrusted her own mana pockets, so there’s no rule saying she can’t do the same for Phoenix, right?”
While Evangeline and Ludmila continued their in-depth discussion on “what to support”, I focused on channeling magic into Angel Yuribel’s head.
‘It’s a miracle that I’m here right now.’
I truly sighed in relief. If it wasn’t me, and someone else had captured the angel—especially in my absence—things would have escalated into a real disaster.
“Arghhhh!!”
Angel Yuribel screamed.
She thrashed about, trying to break free of Yunia’s barrier, but now, with her head restrained, her eyes had completely gone wild.
Yes.
This was all about ‘pride’.
The frustration of being caught in the trap of inferior beings, combined with the desperation to free herself from that trap, fueled the struggles.
If anyone from her level, or someone even higher, saw her in this state, how would she feel?
‘She’d be utterly humiliated.’
It would go beyond embarrassment—she’d want to die from the shame.
Imagine someone who’s not just an average adult, but a person who could easily take on 500 people in a gym, falling into a trap set by kindergarteners and getting beaten.
When that situation escalates to the point where it becomes a ‘life-threatening’ scenario.
It’s not just about feeling humiliated anymore; it’s about fearing for one’s life.
“A-ahh…”
At that point, pride no longer matters, and one would instinctively cry out for help—whether from a friend or the police, begging to be saved.
Just like how ants or bees release pheromones to alert their colony for help—
“Aaaaa—”
Right now, her screams echoed like a hymn.
Grasp.
“Mmph, mmph!”
‘Where do you think you’re going?’
I slightly pressed my fingernail into Angel Yuribel’s body.
Due to the gloves and the barrier, only my fingernail managed to penetrate, but the magic flowing through that small opening was like a deadly poison to an angel.
“!!!”
Angel Yuribel looked up at me with startled eyes.
The others didn’t notice, but Yuribel was looking directly at me, seeing me clearly.
Reflected in her eyes.
Deep within her pupils, a faint blue flame flickered.
“Now then, I’ll put you to sleep. I’ll cast a sleep spell.”
While holding Yuribel’s head, I cast a sleep spell on her.
“[Sleep].”
The spell was real, and at the same time, a special magic wavelength began to shimmer on Instructor Kadisha’s monitor. She quickly began collecting data on the pattern using her magic tablet.
“…Phew.”
It couldn’t affect anyone else—not Yunia or anyone.
And yet, I had to ensure that the magic I channeled was precise and powerful.
A different kind of magic than usual.
The power of the Archduke of Hell, which slumbered within my body.
Azure Flame.
Harmless to humans, but to angels, it was an apocalyptic attribute—burning their mana the moment they came into contact with it.
“!!!”
Slowly.
“Ah, the dream is starting to appear!”
“Wait, is that… Miss Hanelis? And she’s with someone in bed… H-huh?!”
“Oh my goodness…”
As Angel Yuribel’s body drifted into slumber, her personal desires began to surface in the dreamscape, just like what had happened with Angelica.
‘Thank you, Miss Yuribel.’
Thanks to Yuribel’s unintended sacrifice, I was able to focus on the parasitic spirit inhabiting her body.
“Th-they’re… doing that?!”
“Wait, wasn’t she like boy back then? Unbelievable. The one you thought was a boy grew up into such a beautiful girl… I guess it’s hard to give up.”
“But two girls… kissing like that!”
The students didn’t know.
“I found it! A different pattern from the Seven Magics! After reversing all the mana wavelengths, another magic pattern has emerged!”
Neither did Instructor Kadisha.
Woosh.
The blue flames from my magic began to spread throughout Yuribel’s body, pursuing the parasitic spirit trying to escape and hide.
Who could know?
On the monitor, a researcher frantically analyzed the special magic pattern, as if it were the hardest rhythm game, with all seven mana attributes lighting up in sequence.
In the dreamscape, two girls were clinging to each other like sticky snails, with the heroines observing cautiously, blushing while ready to intervene if needed.
Flinch. Flinch.
And deep within Yuribel’s body, the Azure Flame from the Archduke of Hell was relentlessly chasing down the angelic soul, trying to flee.
‘I’ve caught you.’
It was nearing the end of the line.
“Miss Yunia.”
“Yes?”
“Could you lend me your ear for a moment?”
I whispered instructions to Yunia.
“L-like that?”
“Yeah.”
“But why?”
“Just a hunch.”
“…!”
Yunia seemed to realize something, standing by Yuribel’s feet, stretching her hands forward.
“I’ll try.”
Swish.
Yunia’s magic began to flow, passing through me, and into Yuribel’s body.
Heading downward, towards her lower half, toward a secret place.
* * *
“Gasp, Gasp, Gasp!”
The angel panted heavily.
The moment she sensed “it” pursuing her, the thought of staying put in her own head was abandoned.
She sprinted down the vast tunnel, tossing aside everything in her path as she fled.
But it was no use.
The entity dodged every attack, chasing her relentlessly.
If caught, she would die. Her soul would be obliterated, leaving no trace behind.
She knew this, yet she ran for her life, staking her very soul on the escape.
She had to tell someone. She had to escape this body and inform Heaven.
One of the [Seven Starlights] born from the [Primal Chaos], born from the clash between [Light] and [Darkness], that ignited a massive upheaval—the [Primal Flame].
The blue flame with the authority to incinerate everything. The authority of [Annihilation].
It was this flame that the Heavenly Realm could not suppress when trying to occupy the earth. In the end, they had to confine it deep underground to contain its destructive power.
About ten years ago, when it suddenly appeared on the surface, the entire Heavenly Realm went into a state of emergency. Even the archangels had to respond.
And now, that same flame was approaching her.
To burn her soul.
“Hide, hide—”
A low, melodic voice whispered in my ear.
“Don’t let your hair show—”
No, it was a song.
A voice as sweet as a nightingale, as divine as a goddess, sang as it approached.
The moment my eyes met its gaze, I knew.
The angel understood.
That being was in the same position as herself.
“Y-you…!”
He had to get out.
She had to escape. The vile flame’s master had ascended to the surface using the same methods as the celestial beings.
Though the specifics were unclear, one thing was certain.
A goddess had taken possession of a man’s body.
No, the goddess had lent her flesh and mana to a human man’s soul.
Just like how so many angels shed their former ugliness to dwell in the bodies of beautiful angels.
This demon had infiltrated in a similar manner.
A human man’s soul was nestled in the demon’s body, moving it freely.
Step. Step.
She ran down the long tunnel, hiding at the very end, holding her breath.
“Found you.”
“You can’t go sneaking around inside someone else’s body like that, Angel Yuribel.”
Death had appeared, in the form of a blue goddess.
“You, you…!”
“What?”
“You’re also possessing a woman’s body—!”
“Oh, that?”
The blue goddess—no, ‘he’—laughed.
“It’s fine. In marriage, there’s no such thing as yours or mine.”
“What are you talking—”
“Never mind.”
Whoosh.
“I’m just borrowing my wife’s body for a while, but you angels? You just take over some random woman’s body for your twisted purposes, don’t you?”
“You, you…!”
“So—”
“Now!!”
The angel fled.
“Hahaha! Foolish thing! You cannot harm the true owner of this body!”
“Hah.”
“Goodbye, foolish creature! Tell your Demon God that the moment I return to Heaven, no demon shall ever enter our garden again!”
I ran through the cave, squeezing through a hole and dashing towards the outside.
“Farewell!!”
At that moment—
Flash.
“?!?!?!”
[Got you.]
Angel Yuribel saw it.
A towering figure with golden hair and gleaming red eyes, reaching out toward her.
The shining halo around them made them resemble—
“Goddess…?”
Flash.
* * *
“…Um, Phoenix?”
Yunia pointed at the angel, or rather, at Yuribel’s skirt.
“…Is this real?”
“It seems so.”
I removed my hand and took off the gloves.
“Instructor Kadisha.”
“This, this is the true magic wavelength of an angel…! If we can analyze the wavelengths of other angels and find the common patterns…!”
“I’ve captured the angel’s soul.”
“…What?”
“You know how an angel’s soul can even possess clothing?”
I gestured awkwardly to where Yunia’s gaze had landed.
“It seems like the soul is now residing… there?”
“…”
The place the angel had taken residence— It was a small, triangular piece of deep purple fabric held up by black straps.
“Well, uh…”
“Thanks to the Student Council President, we knew that an angel could possess clothing. So, I figured out how to force it out of the body using mana.”
I pointed to Yuribel’s skirt.
“Angel, captured.”
