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”...the magic of the lost earth!

”This is your all-encompassing magic!　But it's too late!　Don't think that such an unfinished and gaping trump card is going to pass--!

Naturally (...), the magic that is too large for that preliminary motion is slashed with both of his arms.

My own foolish life is not good enough for the founder - I know that, so I don't even look away from my own two arms flying in the air, and I push forward.

''--What?

Seeing himself continue to run forward despite losing his arm, the Primordial Vortex Wave was surprised and created the biggest gap of the day.

He expected himself to be prevented, so he could move without hesitation.

It was only natural, since there was nothing as unbelievable as me (...).

A decoy.

All of myself - the power of the One Who Steals the Reason of the Tree, the Viaisia Castle I dug up from a thousand years ago, the cursed tree of the One Who Steals the Reason of Light, the many traps made by the plants and trees I've nurtured to this day, the physical body and bodily arts I've continued to train, the fighting spirit that surpassed my limits, the true value of my own life at stake The magic of the-- all of it, a decoy!

I knew it would be broken.

Hence, the trump card's magic is carved not on me, but on the trees outside.

A great magical formation that is as large as the 'World Devotional Formation' has been written using the entire Visiaia Castle.

The plants wriggling in the castle themselves have become the letters in the 'Anti-Architectural Seal Magic Array'. Ah, it was prepared for this moment for a thousand years ago--!

''Yes, I guess I won't be able to beat the Primordial Vortex Wave!　Nevertheless, I will unleash this magic!　I can make it happen!　You owe it to yourself to unleash this magic!　You owe it to yourself to take this magic!　Receive the wrath of all my northern people.

The magic power that had been rushing on the ground emitted a green light.

All of the surrounding plants started to shine and the light drew a certain magic circle.

Ancestor Vortex Wave's body stiffened as he looked at the shining ceiling and walls. He must have realized that there was no way to escape from that magic circle.

It's not just the throne room that is emitting light now.

All of this Viesia Castle - all of the more than a billion plants in this country are working together to release the Last Magic around this throne room.

This is the sealing formula that surpassed Apostle Di Prakra a thousand years ago.

''The 'Anti-Architectural Sealing Magic Array'.

I have challenged myself to a duel today just for the success of this sealing formula.

”This is all a stepping stone to this moment!　I've lived in this place to make this magic happen!　I'll bring down the whole castle, no, I'll bring down the whole of Vieissia, the whole of Vieissia, which I built!　Whirlpool wavesiiii!

The ”Anti-Ancestor Sealing Demon Army” is activated, and the entire castle is about to return to its original form from its temporary appearance as a giant. This change is also evident in the throne room.

The thick tree that used to support the throne room starts to move.

The roots attached to the wall, the ivy, the vines, the strings, the leaves, and everything else, come crashing down on the Primordial Vortex Wave.

It's not like the Magic Power Absorbing Sacred Tree (de Rifidou), which is not moving to rely on magic power. This magic circle relies on the soul of the Ancestor Vortex Wave.

Therefore, all the plants were aiming at the Ancestor Vortex Wave with precision. No matter what they did, it was no longer possible for them to deviate from their aim.

Seeing all the plants around him trying to surround him like a moving wall, the Primordial Vortex Wave tried to escape. But then his abandoned self collides with his entire body, stalling him.

The arm from the elbow is cut off, but the roots of the trees growing inside his body are pulled out of the section of the wound and wrapped around the body of the Primordial Whirlpool Wave. He hugged the arm holding the sword with particular emphasis.

''You!　You're going to seal me away!

'No!　I'm going for the win, not the draw!　This seal is a physical restraint by the trees and a magical restraint of the soul!　On top of that, a permanent suction of magical strength!　No matter what they are, there is no escape!　Only, except for myself in The One Who Stole the Tree's Reason!

d*mn it, you--

Everything is going according to plan.

The sequence of events and circumstances up to this point, everything is perfect.

The only thing I have to do is to crush my own true magic, which is the secret weapon, even the Ancestor Vortex Wave, before it is activated. The only gap I could put in was the carelessness of the Primordial Vortex Wave that I had crushed its biggest trump card.

He made perfect use of it and succeeded in his magic circle.

''Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph!　To the magic sealing formula in The One Who Stole the Theory of Light!　In the straitjacket of ”The One Who Stole the Logic of the Tree”!　Overlap the freezing wards from The One Who Stole the Science of Water!　If this triple seal is this triple seal, oh, how you and eh!

With this, the Primordial Vortex Wave is now a dead end.

He was almost broken by the strength of the enemy many times. However, he knew from the beginning that the enemy was strong.

When it was over, there were no mistakes or miscalculations.

This was my way of fighting!

Like a ”Prime Minister,” he made so many preparations beforehand that he decided to win before the fight!　If you're going to call me disgusting and that's how you fight, then call me out!

'Ggh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh--!

Not only myself, but also the luminous plants around me are entangled in the body of the moaning Primordial Vortex Wave.

When I sealed them off forever to keep them from escaping from this throne room, they became countless chains that wrapped around each other in layers.

''Haha!　Finally, finally!　This traitor can be sanctioned!　I'll show you how it's done.　Finally, now, my 'long-cherished desire' is--!

Little by little the room gets smaller and darker as all the plants in the castle crowd into the throne room.

I am convinced of my victory.

-- only, in the midst of the best moment of my life, I get caught up in the words I've spilled.

'Longing (...)' --?

Suddenly, something passed through my mind.

It was a scene from a thousand years ago.

A thousand years ago, in the castle of Vyasia, I was laughing with the founder, Uzuraha, and I. We joked with each other like bad friends, and swore to fight for our country together. We joked like bad friends and swore to each other that we would fight for our country together.

But the friend betrayed him and took away the Lord, and I was in despair. I had no choice but to resent him. I had no choice but to resent you, you lying bastard! So...

--Ahaha ....... Now, something mixed up with ......--

I asked myself for a moment if my longing was really that good.

The question popped into my head that a wish was something I wished for so sadly.

I thought it was a little strange that it was time for my longtime wish to come true, and yet I felt this painful and distressed and almost crazy.

Doubts piled on top of doubts, and I couldn't understand what was going on, and the world as I saw it flashed by.

The world flickers, time passes, reality and fiction overlap--and then

Sensei...

The voice arrived.

It was the exact same one he had heard a few days ago in this place.

And now, at any moment, a hole would open up in the cocoon of the plant that was about to envelop me and the primordial vortex wave.

Because I was the 'one who stole the logic of the tree' but had no talent, I could understand the details of the phenomenon. The trees were manipulated and holes were made in them by the wood attribute magic of someone with a different talent than me.

'Tree ...... magic?'

However, even the quintessential founder Uzura Wave couldn't use wooden magic to this extent.

The face of a girl who appeared from the depths of the hole answered my question.

This is a girl I've rarely seen since I became 'Prime Minister'.

She was the very first ”Jewelcrus” that I saved, and the first ”Demon Stone Man” that I saved. And she was the first ”jewelcrus” who turned back into a demon, the first ”jewelcrus” who got to know you the best, and the ”jewelcrus” that you miss the most - yes. Most of all, because its appearance reminds me of the past the most - so the name of that red girl was the only one I couldn't get wrong.

''Rouge!

Both of her arms had turned into those of a mollusk.

Rouge had taken the 'demonization' that she hated, and she had come over to make a hole in the 'Anti-Ancestor Sealing Demon Squadron' until she had exceeded the limits of her magic power.

If one looked closely, his face was covered in scars.

He must have advanced while brushing away the dangerous plants. Not to mention his hands and feet, his body was covered in scars as well. The arms, which were smeared with blood and turned into a soft body due to 'demonization', were on the verge of being torn to shreds.

That's natural. Even though it was my own duel, the one that stole the weakest logic, this was a fierce battle that would recreate a myth from a thousand years ago. The stage is too heavy for her, who is only one of the mass-produced ”Jewelculus”, to bear.

And yet, she had come this far.

Outside, Yotaki-sama's icy wards should have been developing outside.

It's a magic that Rouge can't possibly withstand. And yet she didn't run away?

Did you ride into a hole in the Vyasia Castle despite being exposed to the icy wards?

Pushing through the plants that suck magic, peck at minerals, and eat human flesh?

Why?　What's that for?　Did you have to come in here to get torn up so badly?

'Rouge!　How did you get here?　You can't come over here--!

A cold, inexpressible feeling of unease crawled down my spine as I looked at the awful sight.

I was about to continue with the words to get away from them now. But it was interrupted by Rouge.

'Of course we're going (・・・・・・・・・)!　Because I can't look at it any longer!　I can't watch, sir!　Hey, sir, look at your face!　Look at that stuffy face!　Isn't it more pleasing when you get your longed-for wish to come true!　You don't get rid of your unresolved issues by laughing at them!　I thought we were all laughing and going to ”Paradise”!　I heard from my teacher that I was going to laugh and go to 'paradise'!　I don't need anything else, so just keep that promise!

'You look like you're suffocating yourself--!　No, no, I can't do that now--

What are you saying at this point in time--?

The angry voice of Rouge, who was so much more than that - I was frightened, confused and confused by it.

Naturally, everything was loose.

My own dueling partner is not naive enough to let that looseness slip away.

As if he knew (・・・・・・・) that this would happen (・・・・・・・) or (・・・・), the progenitor Uzurinami didn't hesitate to move his freed arm, release the plant's restraints with his sword, focus his magic power on his free left arm, and shout.

''Id!　I wanted this moment, this place, this distance, and I wanted it too!