·Participating Requirements::
·A person who have killed or hurt a child before;:
·A person who used children to perform evil deeds.:
·Participant: Demon Lord of Confusion ( Permitted to kill anyone who obstructs the Game):
·Game Leader: Jack the Ripper:
·Winning Conditions::
*Defeat the Host- [Pumpkin the Crown];
*Unravel the mystery behind ‘Jack’ by understanding the historical events.
·Defeat Conditions::
*Participant is killed by the Game Leader and hence being defeated;:
*When the Game leader exposes part of his true identity, the Participants will lose their strength till the point of being defeated.
Oath: The legality of this Trial is assured as long as it is implemented on a participant who has fulfilled the Participating Requirements.
“[St. Peter] Stamp"
As Jack scattered the glowing pieces of parchment, the expressions of everyone present were distorted in consternation.
“Jack…… can use the [Authority of Host Master]?!”
Asuka’s surprise was only natural. For the [Authority of Host Master] mentioned here is a powerful authority of enforcement that surpasses any Gift bestowed by the Gods. In addition, it is the symbol of a Demon Lord that allows the unreasonable demand of others to participate in a Game.
Standing in the centre of the raging Purgatory Flames that had flowed out from the Pumpkin head, Jack finally took on the figure of a human. A scarlet leather jacket and messy blond hair that looked like that of a wild beast.
A blood stained blade was held in a backhand grip while his eyes were filled with a murderous intent sufficient to kill with just the focus of the gaze.
“……Ugh!”
That was no longer the Jack she knew. This was definitely not the same Pumpkin Gentleman who would give a cheerful laugh whenever and wherever he goes to.
Seemingly like the crazy killer as recorded in the [Geass Roll], his gaze was so sharp that they would have pierced the depths of an abyss. Even Asuka who had been born in the Showa era had heard of that name.
“Jack the Ripper”——The serial killer in the year of 1888 who shocked the whole of England.
But no one knew of the ending to that story right?
There was no way it could have been known.
—This crazy killer had also committed a similar heinous crime in the distant past, or even a massacre that was far worse than what was mentioned earlier. No one knows of his lies to a Saint, and having obtained this second chance at life.
And no one would have known what kind of causation might have linked them to be called by the same name.
“It’s time for a’ killing… Let’s dance, O’ Demon Lord of Confusion—!”
Jack’s shout was filled with anger and murderous intent.
Forming a swirling fire from beneath the heels of his leather boots to construct a spring, Jack instantly leapt towards the open chest of the Demon Lord of Confusion
And plunged the blood stained blade towards the chest of the Demon Lord of Confusion.
Part 2[edit]
—[Kouen, City of Brilliant Flames] The practice area in front of the Palace Third Right Wing.
The [Genome Tree] that started the transformation process gave off a bright dazzling light that surrounded Yō’s legs. The tips of the footgear were as sharp as the protruding claws of a wild beast while the materialized armor seemed to be adorned with the fur of a Gryphon.
Being equipped with the new equipment that was created through the mimicking of Eudemon abilities, Yō took to the skies.
The punch that she had shot into an empty spot had suddenly resulted in a spray of blood.
“……What?”
Maxwell gave a surprised mutter as he appeared above Willa’s head. The strike that Yō had thrown at the empty spot had been deeply buried into the back of Maxwell’s waist.
(This works!)
The strike that landed successfully had released the tension that Yō had been feeling up till then.
On the other hand, Maxwell was staring at Yō in a daze due to the unexpected sneak attack that had took him by surprise. It was supposedly impossible for anyone to come between the fight of Willa and Maxwell who were moving instantaneously. But Yō’s strike had made contact to his body and shook him to the core causing him a fatal injury that he had never experienced before.
Maxwell quickly followed Willa’s movements to perform another dimensional leap and when he materialized in the empty spot—
“—this isn’t right.”
Maxwell tried to change his line of thought for it was a little different from the sequence of events. Following up with an attack after his materialization is supposedly impossible or that should have been the case—
For at the same time that Maxwell materialized from in that empty spot, he had been struck by the attack from Yō.
“Willa!”
“Got it!”
They shouted to each other as they begin to follow up their attacks on Maxwell. Drawing out a hand crafted staff, Willa thrust the sharp tip towards Maxwell’s abdomen while channelling the [Ignis Fatuus] from within.
Using the claws and blades from her equipped armor and wings, Yō ripped through the clothes and flesh of Maxwell’s neck.
Beheaded and incinerated by the Azure flames, the red and blue colored jacket and his internal organs had been incinerated instantly and disappeared with the rise of the pillar of fire.
Yō hugged Willa while staying aloft in the air, not moving her eyes at the pile that was his remains for even a moment.
—we won?
Though she had just asked herself that question, she also shook her head to answer it for herself.
“Willa. This might just be out of our calculations.”
“I agree…… it’s quite a problem. I didn’t expect for him to become that strong.”
There was a tinge of anxiety in their voices but this was only understandable.
Maxwell was supposed to be beheaded and have his ashes dispersed by the pillar of fire that incinerated him. But he now stood within the pillar of fire leisurely as the burnt head and other parts of his body started to reattach themselves.
“According to what others have said, I thought that he’s supposed to be vulnerable to physical attacks and be defeated in that way……but if that last move of ours were to be ineffective, there’s no way for us to beat him at this point.”
“Mhm. It’s a headache. It really is a headache-inducing problem.”
The two of them were very calm on the exterior due to their personalities but internally, they were very anxious.
If it were the case of a specific method to defeat him just like those of the God-slaying methods, they were not well-versed on the topic to expose Maxwell’s spiritual source. Whether the two of them were enough to hold out against him with their current firepower was also another problem.
Continuing the fight in this manner would just be an uphill battle that would gradually become worse for them and just when anxiety was beginning to take hold of their hearts…
The figure of Maxwell disappeared.
“Nu, I won’t let you succeed!”
Yō tossed Willa into the air while kicking the right hand of Maxwell that attacked from below. Using the sparkling whirlwind to negate the blizzard released by Maxwell’s left hand, Yō flew higher into the air to pull away from him.
“Willa! Tactical retreat for now! Bring me along with your teleportation!”
“That, That can’t be done.”
“Hah?!”
“If I want to bring a live person along with me in the dimensional leap, you would die if I close off the doorway.”[7]
Yō was speechless at that reply.
She did not expect to learn of that fact only at this important juncture. Having no other plans, Yō could only dodge the continuous attacks, which came from Maxwell who chained his dimensional leaps, while thinking up another battle strategy.[8]
On the other hand, Maxwell was already starting to see through the Gift that Yō was using to continuously dodge his attacks.
(This little girl can perfectly deal with my dimensional leaps and keep up a defensive battle. This…… I see. It’s the same Gift as that guy!)
It was something that happened three years ago when Maxwell had happily appeared before Willa to pick her up, but that man had used the same power to push him into a tight spot.
Maxwell had been brimming with confidence when he entered Little Garden but having been defeated by that real and overwhelming power of that man, he could only run away then.
“Previously, it was the tactical retreat after being confronted with an unknown power yet……Hoho, but I’ve now guessed the workings of it. This time, I will be sure to see the workings of this Gift completely!”
Seeming like an attempt to put some distance between them, he performed a dimensional leap to the back where he dispelled the endless emissions of flames and snow from his hands. For the Demon Maxwell who controlled heat, flames and snow were far from his true powers.