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''--《Flame Arrow, Scattered Flowers (Fall Flower)!

Maria doesn't respond to the flippant talk, but forms the next magic.

It's partly because she has a personality that doesn't waste words, but most importantly, she doesn't intend to let her guard down against Fafner. He generates a large amount of flaming arrows in the air and immediately throws them all towards Fafner.

''--That!　This is a lot of stuff!　Reminds me of the old days, man!

Fafner moves lightly in time with his light mouth.

Holding a blood-clothed sword in his right hand, he slashes away flaming arrows, sometimes dodging them with his entire body.

'Darkness, chase!　-- ”The True Night of the Abyssal Dimension (De-Rivergent Night)!

Maria probably doesn't expect normal magic like flaming arrows to hit her. While Fafner is handling the magic, he builds the next one.

Apparently, dark magic is next.

I've heard that the presence of the Reapers allows for close combat, but they are thoroughly engaged in magical warfare.

Dark interference and fire attacks. It's a repetition of that.

Seeing that, I speak my mind.

''...... Don't drag it out.''

They're putting up quite a showy fight, but clearly neither side has gotten into the preliminaries or the small checks yet.

Calmly, Maria is creating a slow-paced fight. What's more, the delay is working to its fullest because Fafner is a passive fighter.

There's no doubt that it will take some time to decide.

In the meantime, my role is to prepare the magic in case Maria makes a mistake. And, if Fafner changes his mind and abandons the fight and heads upwards, I'm going to use the wind to push him in from above again. These two things are strictly ordered by Maria.

I've decided on a detailed magic sign, but Maria will only require me to perform the final sign, Tauschus Winding.

--I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it.

It's important to keep an eye out for the enemy's greatest strength. There's no doubt about it. But it's also a lot easier than the others.

I use that margin to focus my attention on my nerves. With the skill ”Evil Sense” that Tiara-san taught me not long ago, I can sense the entire castle with my skin.

To put it simply, this skill is a skill to detect danger.

And right now, the activation rate of the ”sense of evil” is tremendous.

It's no wonder that more than ten wizards who can destroy a city by themselves are fighting in a single castle.

Here and there, alarming sounds sounded, telling us that there was a possibility of deaths. However, it's a lot less than before the raid. With my sister Snow against Glenn and Maria against Fafner, it's a lot quieter.

The upper part of the castle, especially where Christ would be heading, is really quiet.

It is likely that every 'bad outcome' has been erased and 'convenient outcomes' have been attracted by Christ, who can predict the future.

The victory of the battle is no longer rock solid.

As if to prove this, no warning sounds could be heard from the top of the castle where Nosfi would be.

Even in Tiara's story of knowing a thousand years ago, there was never a single mention of a nosphy as a threat.

To begin with, Nosfi was not obsessed with winning.

He has a bad character, but his roots are probably cowardly. He chooses his methods carefully and always takes care to prevent deaths.

Even in the Great Sacred City, he is only working to create a situation from start to finish.

What can be predicted from this is that Nosfi's goal is 'to convey his feelings by losing'.

That guy is only concerned with how to lose.

Nosfi is a real jerk, but he's not the 'worst'.

He's not an enemy in any sense of the word to Christ.

Hence my other guardian (Guardian) Fafner is the one I should be paying attention to.

The worst in this castle is undoubtedly this guy.

Fafner, unlike Nosfi, is obsessed with winning.

Having spoken to him face to face, I'm certain of one thing. Surely, this guy is not going to compromise. He's not a coward or a man of means. On top of his character's ability to lightly tolerate dead people, he is the craziest ever among the guardians (guardians).

His vigilance level is lowered because he is a follower of Christ, but if not - this man is the 'worst enemy' that the entire human race must mobilize to annihilate.

'--Well, now, I'm getting warmed up good!　It's about time we used some of the late war!　Hahaha, when you're dealing with Maria, you can use your magic without hesitation, it feels great!　--Fresh Blood Magic, New Year 13 (Revansies) The End of the Civil Border War (Borderlust)!

Fafner, who has been labeled 'worst enemy' by me, is fighting with great amusement.

''d*mn--!

The relative Maria is in pain, but there still seems to be room for more.

From earlier, she's only crushing the enemy's magic instead of crushing them. Thoroughly, he is slowing down the tempo of the battle.

However, it is not possible to crush all of Fafner's magic.

The pool of blood continues to wriggle, forming one blood puppet after another.

And the quality of those puppets is slowly changing as well. The dolls that had taken on a knight-like appearance earlier had acquired new characteristics.

Many of them had enlarged limbs like monsters and wings like birds. Furthermore, most of those dolls did not have four limbs. Five or six limbs are commonplace, and some have tentacle-like parts.

For a moment, the recent trend of 'demonization' came to mind, but they are more impersonal than that.

Is this a figure beyond 'turning into a demon'? At the end of the killing spree a thousand years ago, the warriors who had gained too much of the 'demon poison' and couldn't get it back could be summoned now.

I watch the battle closely for later study.

Along the way, I find a particularly odd-looking one among these deformities.

Seeing 'something' far away from the human form - at the moment, my head turns bright red.

I recognized the shape of it.

At the same time, a warning sound rings in my head. The skill 'bad feeling' screams out.

Oh no.

Obviously, it's bad. Oh no, oh no, oh no.

If I were to give you something close to that 'something', it would be grapes. The long and slender body, which can only be described as an offal, had many red eyeballs growing on it like fruit. All of its eyes met mine. Inside the red eyeballs are red-black pupils. Inside those eyes, there were countless more eyeballs packed in.

Oops. This one's too strong, so no.

Fafner cut it in half with his sword.

Instantly, like a broken water balloon, it turned into blood and returned to the pond.

The ”something” lost its shape and I let out a breath that had stopped with a gasp.

My head and body almost stopped just looking at it. Instinctively, my brain refused to recognize the form and tried to stop the pollution that comes from understanding.

A delayed nausea crept in, followed by fear and trembling.

What the hell was that thing I just saw?

Maria asks that question for me.

'Fah, Mr. Fafner, ....... Was that ......?

She was the same as I was, and she was blue in the face at the sight of it.

'That Maria,' she said.

'Oh, don't worry, I'll never use it. It just comes up occasionally, you know. It ignores my restraint and slows down like a scream from the depths of the earth--sometimes.

Fafner didn't elaborate, declaring only restrictions on its use. As a fighting opponent, it would be a fool's errand to believe such words.

But soon Maria nodded back.

''I believe ....... Then let's continue the fight.

'Oh, it's important to believe: ......!　I believe in Mary and the others too, man!

The battle is resumed.

As declared, the ones from earlier will not be used. The only ones created by controlling blood were the ones that were still in the category of humanoid.

The blood knight and the flame witch clash head-on, openly and unapologetically.

I watch it from afar and think about it instead of Maria, who is busy in battle.

As I thought, Fafner is strong. He is strong in the sense of 'worst'.

Perhaps the grape-like 'something' just now is part of what leaked out. Even though I'm stuck after seeing just part of it, Fafner has the potential to generate a large amount of that thing.

There must still be a lot of depth to it.

And what's most frightening is that this act of creating life with blood doesn't consume either magic or strength.

All the time, Fafner has been keeping a cool face towards Maria, who is slowly sweating.

When he uses the fresh blood magic he learned at the Eltralieu Academy - such as 《Blood》, he can see that his magic power fluctuates a bit. However, when he makes a knight out of blood, his magic power doesn't fluctuate at all. In other words, that's an 'innate power' or a 'skill'. Or just like the magic tools I wear, it's 'activated from another magic source'.

As it is now a closed space, there are only enough to fill up this place ...... If it's outside, how far can the now spare faced Fafner make a blood knight?

He should be able to produce all the dead of all the wars in all the ages at the same time.

The number of wars in the last thousand years alone, as far as the timeline I learned at Eltralieu Academy, reaches three digits. Even if a thousand people died in a single battle, it would mean that they could lightly produce three hundred thousand knights. No, we should also take into account the possibility that the grape-like monster from earlier could be in the tens of thousands.

The more I think about it, the more I think about it, there is no doubt that this 'thing that steals the logic of blood' is the 'worst' in Hoozeyards Castle.

Unlike the peaceful magical tendencies of the 'Stealer of the Reason of Light', fresh blood magic is aggressive and dangerous.

If this thing is left unattended, the castle will be destroyed. The city will disappear. The country will be destroyed.

That's how much resentment I feel from the pool of blood that bubbles and bubbles.

Among the memories Tiara-san gave me just the other day, there was a warning to be careful with Fafner alone.

Fafner doesn't get the joke, and he often perverts the story and gets depressed on his own. On top of that, he has a personality for causing trouble by calling it an ordeal. You never know what you're going to get into.

When I combined the information I see now with the information I had before and confirmed my own assessment of Fafner as 'most dangerous' - it happened (・・・・・・).

'--?

What--?

The two people who reacted and noticed it were me and Fafner.

I look up and my eyes widen.

Maria and the reaper in them don't notice. My gaze remains on Fafner in front of me, wary of the enemy who has abruptly removed his gaze.

A chill runs down my spine now - the skill 'Evil Feeling' has been activated to the maximum ever.

He sensed something that could be described as 'the worst' from above. It was also multiple (...)?

It was a 'bad feeling' as bad as Fafner, who I just rated as 'most dangerous'.

Fafner seemed to feel that I was upset as well.

He was as baffled by the direction as I was, and hurriedly distanced himself from the enemy and began repeating to himself.

'Why, why ......?　Is this the right thing for you guys to do as planned: ......?　Isn't it rather closer to the prophecies over there than to Noi's prediction: ......?　No, it's more than that--

Even though we are in the middle of a battle, his face is busy moving right and left.

Sometimes I look at the world tree, sometimes I scoop up blood from the pond with my hand and talk to it.

Unlike me, who can't see the cause of any anomalies, Fafner may have the ability to find out what's going on.

I remember the story of how Fafner teaches his enemies about his weaknesses, and I ask him openly.

'Ancestors!　Now you've felt it!　You've got some kind of skill, like Bad Feeling!　You seem to have more sense than I do!　Tell me what happened up there!

Fafner looked at me in the distance and looked lost for a moment. Then he quickly replies with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

'Oh, tell me, ......?　Tell me, ......?　Kuhahahahahahahahaha ....... --Bah. There's no way I would be crazy enough to explain my skills to the enemy, right?　Yeah, that's too stupid ....... That's what idiots do: ......!

I don't know what triggered it, but Fafner starts screaming and sobbing.

It's not as light as the sobbing he did earlier. Large tears raggedly spill out into a pool of blood in unsettling amounts.

Both Maria and I are speechless at the sudden and bizarre appearance.

Fafner, on the other hand, continues to scream excitedly and takes a step forward.

''--It's more of a continuation!　Let's get back to it.　Yeah, we have to keep fighting no matter what happens, no matter what holds us back!　We must not stop fighting forever!

Fafner's wariness overflows.

His magic power, which was just waiting to be quietly converted into magic, changes drastically. It vigorously spreads into a pool of blood, causing ripples and shaking the underground space.

''Maria!　And kid!　Seriously, brace yourself!　Perhaps from this moment (or time) the 'more horrible than death' ordeal begins!　That ordeal will test your true souls!　It's as depressing and miserable an 'ordeal of blood and death' as we're going through!　To start off that ordeal, go over me first!　And learn!　What a Helvirshine is!

It's not only Maria, but also me, who speaks to me.

I'm not going to allow you to be lazy and just watch me anymore. And then the magic power that spread like a rampage is converted into magic.

''-- Blood Mist, Blood Arrow, Blood Field!

With Fafner at the center, a mist of blood gradually begins to rise. At the same time, many blood arrows float in the air, and the blood knight also begins to move.

Fafner, who had only produced his own magic and techniques in turn, used his magic at the same time. That would mean - now, finally, he had entered into tactics.

He was all passive, but now he's about to start a battle like a battle. Hastily, he's trying to end the fight here and move on.

What has changed his course is the unusual situation above the castle.

--If I'm going to be honest, I want to head up now.

A level of 'bad feeling' has occurred that will destroy the continent. There is no reason not to be concerned about it.

Certainly, there are enough beings up there right now to destroy the continent.

First of all, Snow and Dia. If for some reason the two of them were to lose their hoops and their blood was fully awakened, it would be quite possible.

Then, the three 'Stealers of Reason'. The next three are Hitaki, the one who steals the reason for water, Nosfi, the one who steals the reason for light, and Christ, the one who steals the reason for dimension.

Right now, Nosfi and Christ are probably fighting each other.

Have they become serious?

If that's what this chill is about, ...... it's still close to a schedule that I'm convinced I've already made in ”Future Vision”. It's fine.

The problem is other than that.

If it's a problem that wasn't in Christ's foreknowledge, it really is the 'worst'.

The 'worst' that I've been avoiding for a long time is coming true and it's my turn.

As far as Tiara's schedule goes, not yet.

Even for me personally, it's still too early.

It's not supposed to be ready yet, but now something has been moved. I feel like something irreversible is happening.

I'm not the only one who's concerned.　If you're not careful, I'll seriously kill you.　You are the one who should understand the meaning of the word Helvillestein the most!　Learn not from the 'blood' that flows in that body, but from the 'blood' that has seeped into this land!

But Fafner won't even allow you to check things out.

He spouts fancy words as if to say that the real battle is about to begin now, and he doesn't even give you time to get in touch with the top, and he approaches you unceremoniously.

If Fafner gets serious, the attack I feared earlier will begin.

And of course there is the case that Mary and the two of them will not be able to withstand it and will die. The priority is Christ the Lord, but I'm not so ruthless as to abandon them here.

Of course, if you ask him a word of himself, he will tell you that Mary will be fine. She would turn me up with a hateful remark.

But I know that this dark-haired girl is nothing but a tough guy. And, like me before, I know that she will throw her life away lightly.

Therefore, I'm worried and confused.

What should be my first priority?

But time is running out. The enemy is right in front of me.

Whichever one he chooses, he will regret it for the rest of his life. I'm not going to be able to get out of it.

--I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm going to do with it.

Just as I foresaw, the battle that I will regret for the rest of my life is now.