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Everyone in this world challenges us to ”please make your future the way you want it to be”. But, ”Oh. But the reality is a tough one,” and they quickly falter.

You can't mimic the future like sister Yotaki did because you called the skill 'reading' 'writing'. It's a trick that requires human's pseudo-nerve, the ”thread”.

The current me is not enough.

I'm not sure I've ever had the talent, the magic, the numbers, the time - if you ask Legacy, even the enthusiasm of her sister Yotaki is not up to her.

While confirming my current situation, first of all I will learn 'spellcraft' in the other world.

It's a spellcraft 《Connection》 that moves through different dimensions.

It's not about summoning gentiles, it's a 'spellcraft' that connects the specific places I marked. If you don't learn this, you won't be able to start anything.

--Cursery [Connection]!

A pair of purple doors is created to connect the other world's underground space to my room in Hoozeyer's Castle.

With this, I can take emergency shelter from the Curse at any time, but--

Hah, hah, hah ......!

He was so out of breath that the smell of blood leaked from the back of his throat.

Even if he had the magic stone filled with the 《Connection》 ”Technique” and the magic power of the ”Ruf Bringer” to assist him, it was not easy to maintain the door.

Even with a well-trained body, the burden was intense.

Since it was an imitation of the ”Power of the Dimension”, it was natural, but not only did the magic power drain out of my body, but I felt a sickening feeling as if I myself was shifting (...).

However, I thought it was naive to give in no matter what the ”price” was, and I rebuilt the misalignment (...) with my mental strength alone. Unlike the thieves, Tiara Fuzzyards had the strength to do it,” he said, forcing me to crush the burden.

I opened the purple door as if reclining on it and returned home for the first time in a long time.

I walked slowly through the castle, making sure that the 'slice' hadn't found me yet.

Fuzzyards Castle was hectic and noisy.

This is because one of the 'Gentiles' that the country had been relying on had died, and there were rumors that the remaining brother was trying to kill the 'Apostle'.

It is very upsetting.

At any rate, in the past few years, Master had become famous as the ”Founder” and was being called the ”Savior” for the first time on the continent. Furthermore, I, the 'saint' who had been following him, had also gone missing.

However, the current Hooziyaz State had the tools to suppress all of that turmoil.

This is because the 'Apostle', the Sith sister and Master Diprakra, had raised the Nosfi Hooziyaz as the 'Banner of Light'. Furthermore, the three knights who followed them were Tida Rowen Fafner, the three knights who had made a name for themselves on the continent over the past few years.

Everyone in the Hoozeyards was reassured that we were now the strongest nation on the continent and that justice was on our side.

I hid in the shadows and went around to check it out.

While I am cultivating the Connection in another world, the fight between the Sith sister and my master has begun in earnest.

I've given up on stopping it.

After all, this situation is the result of that Yangtaki sister guiding me over the years.

If I were to point out Sister Youtaki as the spearhead, I wouldn't get the support of anyone. Rather, there would be more people who would look at me as an enemy for speaking ill of the dead Youtaki sister.

To me, who turns even the slightest hostility into murderous intent, exposure is suicide.

There is no more Yotaki sister who shared the 'curse' with me. The next time I become the target of a powerful enemy (someone else), I will never survive.

Hence, I will carefully finish gathering the minimum amount of information.

I immediately used the purple door to take refuge in another world. As much as possible, I avoid staying there for a long period of time so as not to be caught in the gaze of the 'slice'.

Returning to the usual underground space, I will develop the next 'spell' - or rather, 'magic'.

''-- In the end, the 《Level Up》 prepared by my master and the other 'gentiles' was fundamentally wrong. But the path of 'mutual destruction' prepared by our Lord isn't satisfactory either. Then I--

The magic stone I have now contains not only the Connection, but also many unknown ”magic methods”.

Perhaps the Lord gave me what I needed for my sister Yotaki and I to fight each other, but I focused my attention on the magic stone itself rather than the magic formula inside it.

The magic stone constructed by the Lord's 'dimensional power' is more pure than the one made by Helmina's 'blood power'.

The information contained in the blood is enormous. Helmina-san was not wrong in using the blood extracted from the 'demon' to make the 'magic stone'.

However, it (...) that the Lord was simply dealing with was better suited for writing and storing.

I touch the magic stone and meditate on it.

With the acquisition of the 《Connection》 up to this point, I had almost grasped the foundation of the 《Dimensional Power》.

Thanks to that, I could feel the magical barrier on the surface of the magic stone.

It is a chasm between dimensions, a 'boundary'.

Every substance has a wide 'realm' inside, protecting the 'core' deep inside.

We can feel the double wall of 'boundary' and 'area' protecting it.

-- that (...) I felt it (...) was my soul (Tamashii).

When I found out that I could write a 'magic formula' with my soul and not my blood, I thought that was better suited for me (・・・・・).

I'm ...... and I'll make a new 'magic' .......

While muttering, he continued to study, concentrating only on the magic stone and soul.

There are no more collaborators.

In a different world where there is no master, Helmina-san, 'Apostle'-sama, or anyone else, I will continue to silently try out and error.

I knead my magic power until my eyes are snatched and I can't move, I wake up with the pain of lack of magic power, I hold the magic stone while crawling on the ground, and I read the 'magic formula' again.

At the end of it all, I--

I grabbed a piece of the ”dimensional power” and was able to gather a small amount of purple magic power at my fingertips.

It was close to what my master called the Dimension, and when I touched an object with my fingertips, I could read a variety of information.

If he touched the snow, he could see how snow was generated in the sky. If he touched the air, he knew the path the air took. When I touched a special stone from another world, I found out the proportions of the materials that make up it.

Every substance (thing) has a ”core” that can be called a soul, and every time I read it like a book, my understanding of every substance (thing) increases.

Of course, the reading doesn't end there anymore. Soon I will touch the soul with its large amount of information written on it and try to extract it.

It's another round of trial and error.

While dying, I proceeded with my research and development.

There were many times when the curse made me physically ill.

But it wasn't so painful.

He had only nostalgia for the days when he was sick in bed.

Thus, he spent endless hours without day or night...

At long last, he succeeded in pulling a magical stone out of a drop of snow that was falling.

It was denser than blood, and it was like a magical stone that contained a book called ”Snow”.

I added the 'magic formula' called 'How Water Freezes' to the book called 'Snow' and lightly passed my magic power through it.

''-- 《Ice》''

I muttered an appropriate name that is often used in fairy tale books.

That's all it takes to create a natural phenomenon in the palm of my hand, contrary to the natural order of things.

My mouth relaxes as I make small, snowy grains of ice.

Immediately I pluck the magic stones out of everything.

At first, it could take me a whole day to pull one out, but after repeating the process over and over again, I became a little more efficient.

I plucked the ”power of the earth” from the rubble nearby, the ”power of fire” from the flames of the campfire, the ”power of darkness” from the nearby darkness, and the ”power of light” from the faintly spreading sunlight, and I plucked the ”power of light” from everything without manipulation.

Is this thanks to the fact that I didn't steal any logic?

I was able to handle all the power of that magic stone, even if it was the least I could do.

Sometimes, I would procure creatures from the original world and experiment on them. Harmless animals were easy to pull out, but monsters with dense magical power had to be weakened to be successful.

And here, for once, I will check my results to date.

Inside the simple tent I pitched in the underground space, I eat a can of salted fish while arranging the magic stones I collected to date on the wooden table.

When magical stones of the same lineage of power were placed side by side, there were times when they were pulled together while resonating.

When the same type of magical stones were placed side by side, the stones would sometimes change shape and still stick together. It was as if the magical stones were still alive and moving.

Most importantly, the magic stones that stuck together and became one had increased the volume of their souls.

I am reminded of the word 'vessel' that Apostle Diprakra-sama was explaining to me. He said that everyone has a 'vessel', and because of this lack of capacity, when you are exposed to the 'demon poison', your body is transformed. Isn't that 'vessel' this soul?

--I want to be sure.

With that thought in mind, I move on to the Hoosiers.

But on the way, I heard a rumor in the castle.

It was the story that 'Aikawa Uzumi', who had repeatedly attacked the 'Apostle Sith', had finally been defeated and captured.

''It's ......, right?''

Not to mention reading in the skill 'Reading', that desperate master had no chance of winning at all.

He continued to aim at the Sith sister and took on the three of his protectors, Tida Rowen Fafner, and he was probably defeated in order.

While I was at it, I decided to go check on my master.

It would be safe now.

If the rumors in the castle are to be believed, Master is now--

Your father: ......

The Master and her were in the newly built pavilion on the Hoosier's grounds.

As my 'replacement', she was the 'Stealer of the Light's Reason' who had been contributing to Hoosiers as the 'Banner of Light' for the past few years. She had been taking care of her unmoving master.

The eyes underneath Master's overgrown black hair were vacant, almost crippled.

Perhaps her spirit was nearing its limit and Tida or Fafner's power had hit her directly. It is no longer a matter of time before the body dies following the necrosis of the spirit (mind), but I know that ...... master will never die.

At any rate, this world has already become such a story.

Every hardship is there to encourage the master's growth, and it has been determined that he will always be able to overcome it.

'Father, look ...... at me. Please take me to .......

However, the heartbroken ”The One Who Steals the Truth of Light” continues to care for his master with great effort. And yet, instead of the name of the girl who is so cheerfully devoted to him, it leaks out of his mouth.

Tiara (・・・・) ....... Thank you .......

”--Hey!

A chill runs down my back in horror.

I immediately stopped peeking at the two of them and ran out.

I was hoping that the 'curse' would fade a little bit.

But even in that state of mind, Master is still doing me a favor that could kill me.

Suppressing my mouth from loosening, I search for the person I originally wanted to find.

I have to finish the experiment before I'm captured by the 'break'.

In the midst of that swift movement, I use the skill 'Reading' to lightly read the future of the girl I mentioned earlier.

I thought I should know the movements of the piece called 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Light'.

”--In short order, the Northfield Hoosiers will take on the debt of Aikawa Uzumi's spirit 'instead'. But then, the action my father would take was rejection.

When he learns that the child is a man-made combination of his and his sister's genes, the man confronts him with the words, ”You're not a decent person” and runs away.

The girl who chases after him continues to blame herself for not having carried on enough.

If she doesn't give up, the One Who Steals the Reason of Light will be rewarded one day, and she believes, and just goes forward.

Forward, forward, forward--

Oh, I knew it: .......

Now I understand the role of the ”Stealers of the Reason of Light”.

No, to be precise, the role of the second (・・・・・) generation of 'the one who steals the reason'.

I left the mansion and came to the area near the knights' quarters.

There, the three knights who guarded the 'Banner of Light' were gathered there.

There was a rumor that a wedding parade was coming up soon, so they must have been called back from the front lines as guests and guards for that.

I was particularly attentive to Lowen Alais's reaction and looked at the situation from afar. Fortunately, thanks to the fact that I'm now wearing the 'Power of Dimension', it's easy to peek in.

Of these three knights, the two who could be considered the second generation were Rowen and Fafner.

The two are said to be the 'stealers of reason' chosen by the 'Apostle', the Sith sister, but in reality, they are not.

It was Sister Yotaki who chose them.

These second generations were chosen with the main goal of replacing their master's power with their own.

Each of them have very dedicated personalities and can allow others to inherit the extreme characteristics of 'Bloodline', 'Sword Art' and 'Immortality'. It is predicted that the aim of Sister Yotaki's mass production of the 'Stealing of Reason' is to have her master inherit these three extreme traits. I just confirmed the phenomenon that makes this possible with the magic stone just a few minutes ago.

''Since when did Sister Yotaki start doing this ......?

While I was leisurely thinking about 'just surviving', Sister Yotaki would have been in contact with the three of us where no one was looking.

For example, if she was dealing with the 'one who steals the truth of light' earlier, she would have approached them under the guise of my mother, giving them the impression that my master was my father.

The more I grow up, the more I realize how circumspect sister Yotaki really is.

There is always a 'thread' tangled up in those who want to ask for help, and it's impossible to unravel.

If I can speak now, the only people I can speak to are the first generation of 'reason-stealers' who were around before Sister Yotaki came. Among them, if they have the ability to meet my purpose, that would be--.

Tida. This way.

I waited for the three knights to disperse and called out to Tida when she was all alone.

I show up behind the knight's quarters in Hoozeyards Castle. Tida wriggles her black Noh mask, which eventually never healed, and shows her surprise at my appearance.

''--Huh?　Huh, the Princess of Hoosiers or ......?　Where have you been all this time?　I thought he was already dead. ......

I don't blame them for thinking so.

It's been a long time since he was missing. Although I've been back at Hoosiers occasionally, few people know about it.

'Oh, there's been a lot going on. ...... It's partly because there's no place for me at Hoosier's since my mentor went off the rails ....... Anyway, I think it's best to be quiet now.

That's ...... right. That's better. There are quite a few knights who talk about you, who were always working with Kanami, as an enemy.

Tida believed my appropriate excuse for this, and she believed me.

Then she called my name in a very nostalgic and friendly way.