Reminder that Quinella was forgive:
>It was a knight in black armor with a black mustache, wearing a long, large blade. The man was hugging the shoulder of a gray-skinned female knight sticking close to him; he studied me and said:
>“You must shed your bloodlust, youngster. His empty soul cannot be cut by the Incarnation of murder.”
>Next, a short-haired, well-built man appeared to his left. Dressed in casual blue robes, he was equipped with a steel-colored longsword. This was Integrity Knight Commander Bercouli, a strident grin over his gutsy features.
>“No fear, boy. Your sword bears with it the weight of the world itself.”
>By now a tall and stunningly beautiful ethereal girl with snowy white skin and long silver hair had emerged beside Beroculi. Highest Minister Administrator smiled enigmatically at me with silvery eyes, putting her hands upon my shoulder and murmured:
>“Yet unlike me, you have the moral fortitude and virtue to bear such an onerous weight. Come then, show us, the mantle you have inherited from me. Show us your godlike power.”
>And the final one, coming into being directly in front of my chest, was a robed young girl wearing a mortarboard. This was the other Highest Minister, Cardinal, complete with tawny curls draped over her shoulder and a tiny spider sitting atop it.
>“You’ve got to trust in them, Kirito. Trust in the spirits of the many whom you love, and who love you.”
>Behind her glasses, her dark brown eyes were shining warmly.
>Then their figures faded away—
>The greatest, most final enemy, Gabriel Miller, entered the attack range of my sword.
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