Hundred Volume 6 Prologue

It was the next day after the battle between the third Prince of the Kingdom of Wenz, Douglas Edward Wenz, and his fiancée, the third princess of the Kingdom of Gudenburg, Emilia Gudenburg, and Kisaragi Hayato, who was Emilia's childhood friend.

Pope Serivia Notre Dame Paulo III, was returning to the Vatican from the Kingdom of Gudenburg.

The palace which is located adjacent to St. Peter's Cathedral is her residence.

– It looks like it is earlier than expected, but it seems that the time has come.

Muttered Serivia, as she was looking at the twinkling night sky from the window located in her bedroom.

She doesn't like to wear thick clothes when going to bed. That's why today's night clothes are negligee, the same as that night on Gudenburg.

Then, she turns her eyes off from the window and direct her sight to the bed. But then, *TAP* *TAP*, some footsteps were approaching. And then *BATAN*, the double door gates are opened.

– Pope-sama, something terrible has happened!

Two girls wearing black monk's clothes that seemed to be easy to move around because the skirt was short, rushed into the room from the corridor. Their names were Marcia and Luka.

Both of them, who looked exactly the same, are Serivia's followers.

– Both of you, calm down.

Serivia says to the two people who are out of breath, and then continues.

– It is about the > Third Attack, is not it?

– Serivia-sama, have you predicted this!?

Marsha opened her eyes wide open when listening to Serivia's answer.

Likewise, Luca has a surprised expression on her face.

– That is correct, you might say.

Serivia smiled with a grin and then asked to the two of them.

– So then, how many Savages are?

– At the present time, it is estimated that their numbers may be three hundred, or even more.

It is Luka that answered. Then, Marcia said.

– Because of this crisis being global, the United Nations seems to be demanding to all the members of 'Selections' to a.s.semble.

– Understood. Then communicate that I will also partic.i.p.ate in the a.s.sembly.

– I will do as you say.

– Is this all that you needed to say?

– Yes.

Replies Luka, who bowed her head.

– We are deeply sorry for coming here on your day off.

Marcia also lowered her head, at the time that was trying to overlap her voice.*

*TN: it appears that a "Ruko" bowered her head, but I think this was an error that the editor didn't fix.

– Do not worry. My thanks for your report. Good night.

Serivia came near to Marcia and Luka, and then kissed them in their forehead.

— We are very thankful of your kindness.

After they bowed once again and their voices sounded as one, they went out of the room with a very happy smile on their faces.

After she sent off their figures, Serivia approached once again to the side of the window, and muttered as she is turning her eyes to the outside view. A beautiful moon floats in the night sky.

– …around three hundred, it is not that considerable.

This number, it keeps a constant since it is the same as the > Second Attack. Besides, unlike that time, there are Slayers now. Even if it is the same as to what happened ten years ago, only a city or two will be destroyed, as this will not be a battle that can bet the fate of the earth.

– …nonetheless, I cannot act with negligence.

I do not yet know what type will come, so it is hard to grasp the whole picture. This might have the possibility to trigger a > Fourth Attack.

– Resources are necessary, but we absolutely must prevent the day that will be the end of mankind. It is indispensable for the humanity to overcome the Savage.

While watching the moon, Serivia muttered.

In short, it is about balance.

Tilt the balance slightly towards your objective, while taking the harmony of the world.

For that one reason, and just that one, you can't get it by striking a stone*.

Serivia walks away from the window, going towards her bed.

– Now, how exactly is that going to move?