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Glen Walker's 'witchcraft' is terribly disastrous.

He is the only one who is different compared to the other 'witch turns'.

Knights such as the Celestial Knights and Elmiraad don't feel any madness no matter how they change their appearance. This is because even if they are out of human form, they are not out of the ordinary.

However, Glenn's shape, turned into a giant bee, is distorted and too close to the monster.

The fact that it has four wings is still good.

However, its front legs are a sickle, and that's six. It has multiple joints, so it moves like a chain. What's more, it also has two stingers unique to bees--

It's a bit weird, isn't it?

A short distance away from the battlefield, I uttered my impressions.

I thought I was asking for agreement towards the 'slice', but there was no response.

Nor did my friend Sera respond. Snow's rough fighting style had made the fifteenth floor difficult to foothold, so I had her wait upstairs, unable to take advantage of her speed.

I lurked in the shadows of the debris, where it was easy to hide, and smiled.

Glenn has turned into a large monster of a physiological disgusting insect, but he's not an enemy to me, having gained the knowledge of a thousand years ago. In that state, he's no different than a small fry monster that I know how to attack.

I stare at the two fast flying walker brothers and sisters in the atrium in the middle of the floor (floor).

Snow used the blue dragon wings on his back to create a 'dragon wind' and constantly emitted a 'dragon's roar' from his throat. In contrast, Glenn disliked close combat and continued to move his four wings and dexterously avoid direct hits.

''--Aaaaaaah, aaaaah!

----!

A good antagonist.

I gather the overflowing magic power into my right arm for a surprise attack.

Just like with Elmirade, my target is to release the ”demonization”.

The extra blood that Fafner may have added is also removed at the same time.

That's what I can do.

Obviously, the current Rustyara Foozeyers are the natural enemies of 'The One Who Steals Blood's Reason' and 'Demonization'.

'...... but isn't that something I'm proud of?'

The reason why I can so easily disarm the 'demonization' is probably because of the research that Hermina Neisha, the researcher from a thousand years ago, continued until her death. The results of that research, through Lady Tiara, have come to fruition a thousand years later.

So, from now on, Glenn will be fortunate enough to come to his senses unharmed before he kills his own sister with his hands.

I run out in silence, thanking the researchers of a thousand years ago for their help.

I continue to keep Glenn's blind spot through the shadows of the rubble. Then, I jump as Snow shouts out the name of his magic, trying to strike his brother with his best shot.

''--[Dragoon Arder] aaaaah!

Snow, flying through the sky on the fifteenth floor, released a sphere of solidified 'dragon wind' with a roar.

Glenn, who has completely read the trajectory of that magic, deflected to the side in the air. However, I had completely read the destination of that avoidance as well.

Leaping at the perfect time, I take a leap behind him.

Following that, I release the 'Blood Art' from my right arm, using the magic power I have accumulated.

''--[Blood]

At my surprise attack, Glenn was able to react - and he was able to.

However, the moment he lightly turned his face backwards and checked my face, he blocked his own movements with all his strength, as if to say ”I've been waiting for this”.

Glenn's body, which had become rigid and defenseless, was struck by my magic.

Just like with Elmirade, his 'demonization' is suppressed, and all the magic that was triggering the runaway is also removed.

Glenn dissipates an enormous amount of magical power comparable to 'The One Who Steals the Reason', scattering particles of light and gradually losing the monster features of his body.

With the disappearance of those strange four wings, Glenn was no longer able to fly.

Immediately I hold his body by my side and land on the fifteenth floor, killing the impact with my wind magic to prevent him from slamming into the floor of the fifteenth floor.

''Fufu ......''

After attacking the second 'demon return', I took a second breath and let Glenn's body be held by the nearby rubble.

He thanked me for my response with a paragraph.

'Thank you, Rustyala, thank you ....... But how do you ......, Fafner-sama's blood ......?

Unlike Elmirad, Glenn was less injured.

However, his breath was ragged, and he was exhausted to the point where he felt like he was about to faint at any moment.

Perhaps he had been forced to undergo a burdensome 'demonization'.

Having exceeded his limit, his body is demanding a quick rest.

The time I can talk to Glenn is short. That's why I decided not to answer his questions, but to spin my goodbyes.

'Thank you is a line over here. ...... I'm the one who is very grateful. Glenn the Searcher.

What ......?

Glenn's mouth dropped open when he saw me curtsying in sudden awe.

Ignoring his confusion, I leave him to say.

'A year ago, the adventures you told me about ...... were so brilliant in the closed cathedral. It's safe to say that I am the man I am today because I met you.

Several times in the past, he had been taken by Mr. Hein, the education officer, to the cathedral garden.

Honestly, none of the stories about Glenn the Explorer were realistic or interesting as stories. They were all about politics and power struggles, and I remember saying, ”He's a disappointment,” and my mouth was agape.

But looking back on it now, thanks to that Glenn story, I was able to head into the labyrinth myself and meet Kanami.

'La, Rastiara-chan ......?　Maybe ......

Thanks for everything. See you, Glenn.

Seeing my heartfelt gratitude, Glenn was on to something.

His instincts are as good as ever, but there's no time to lose. I forcefully conclude my goodbyes and watch as his consciousness fades away.

''Well, wait ......, a little more ......, hana, shi--''

Glenn tried to extend his trembling arm to me, but he ran out of steam in the process.

Like a threadbare doll, the strength drained from his entire body with a snap.

Drawing on the doctor's knowledge of the fresh blood magic, I am relieved to figure out that he is lulled into a lull.

Just then, Snow, who had been flying all the time, dove vigorously towards my chest.

''La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-sama!　You're a lifesaver!　My brother was stronger than I thought!　It's a pain in the ass!

Nuh-uh-uh!

Snow hadn't yet released its 'dragonization', so the weight (weight) of its wings and enlarged limbs was riding on its embrace.

I moaned and stroked its head, holding Snow back with willpower.

'Alright, good. Snow, you did a great job. Good, good, good, good that it worked out.

'It really helped. I thought it would be easier to win: ......

There was no doubt that Glenn was strong.

It's no wonder that he had been drawn out to the limit of his power by Fafner, ”The One Who Steals Blood's Reason”.

However, it's doubtful that he was able to show his true value, like Elmirado.

All the time, Glenn Walker has been 'unlucky' to fight only against opponents who can't bring out the best in him.

The traumatized 'The One Who Steals the Reason', Rowen.

My beloved sister, Snow.

Me, who became the natural enemy of the Reincarnation.

All of them are deadlocked before the battle even begins.

However, being able to defeat them with that difference in compatibility is probably one of Glenn's 'luck'.

I'm thankful for the 'luck' that I was able to neutralize him like this before seeing his original fighting style that I had heard about.

Then, facing Glenn's body, Snow walked up to him and lifted the nearby debris.

''My brother is thus and so ......

He puts it on top of his brother's body as he falls mercilessly.

He's going to carefully seal both of his arms and legs so that he can't move easily when he gets up. You will be able to breathe because you are avoiding the head, but your limbs are about to be crushed at any moment.

Even though it is based on the premise of the life-force of the ”reversion”, this is still a very bad way to treat it.

It's not necessary to go this far,” the skill ”Reading” predicted, but it's interesting that I watched.

Thus, after confirming that Glenn was disabled by Snow's hand, I turned to head downstairs.

'-- Snow, let's go back downstairs to help Maria and Dea. Obviously, there's something wrong downstairs.

Downstairs?　Dear Rastiara, above is ......

However, Snow was patting Sera-chan's back as she joined us late and turned her gaze upstairs. Besides, I repeat the words I threw at Sera-chan earlier.

'Upstairs, Nosfi will win. Kanami can handle it.

Hearing this, Snow stared upstairs and thought about it for a few seconds.

'...... Yeah, I believe you. Nosfi is one of us.

He stopped his distracted respectful speech, nodded vigorously, and shifted his gaze downward.

Before raiding Huzzya's Castle, Snow also listened to Nosfi's 'chanting'. That's why he trusted Nosphy and entrusted his own thoughts to revive Kanami to the fullest.

If there is any role left for me (Snow) now, it is to ”quickly suppress Fafner, the 'blood-stealing one' who is in control of the Blood Castle, in order to support Nosphy, who is advancing upstairs,” he neatly understands that.

''Let's hurry. We don't have much time left.''

I try to move out of the way wordlessly.

Just then, my skin feels a blast of cold air from downstairs, where I'm headed.

A chill runs down my spine, a chill that doesn't resemble the heat of battle. A chill envelops your entire body, and the gaze of the ”slice” watching right behind you intensifies.

--It's a premonition of ”death” that cannot be hidden.

However, I have no intention of stopping.

Even now, the red thread is leading me downstairs.

I was not going to let Nosfi get the better of me.

This ”thread” is a guidepost that shows me the path I should take.

It is the connection of trust itself.

I will do my best like my sister, to go further than this thread.

How can I trust you? The only thing that awaits you if you follow that 'thread' is the future when you're used up.

The words that shook my resolve shook the air of the entire fifteenth floor before I got on Sera's back.

The voice was loud and heavy like vibrating magic, so at first I thought it was Snow, who was good at unattributed magic.

However, it was different.

The source was one of the large debris scattered across the fifteenth floor.

The owner of the voice appeared from behind it.

It was a man with short blue hair and a scarred face.

He wears thick armor, but with his massive frame and good trunk, he walks with a light gait, as if he were dressed in silk. I thought he was an adult with a sense of sturdy stability and sternness. And above all, its most distinctive feature was its large horns and thick tail--a

'Wow, the same dragon man as me (Dragon Newt) ......?'

Right next to me, Snow spoke the answer before I did.

What's more, the man who appeared looked a lot like Snow.

I'm not talking about his behavior or personality, but rather the coolness of his eyes and the color of his hair, I could feel his bloodline.

--Snow's real father (Chichioya)?

The two of us were so similar that the words ”I'm not sure what to do” came to mind.

I wanted to ask the man about his relationship with Snow, but he only looked at me and kept talking.

'No matter how many beautiful things you put on top of each other, your birth parents are going to kill you. So why don't you run away?　Reproductions of Tiaras (Replicas)

The question was asked, but first I looked at my friends' reactions.

They could see what I wanted to ask, and both Snow and Sera shook their heads and answered briefly, ”I don't know”. Based on that information, I ask the man as my representative (leader).

'Who are you, ......?'

When the man heard this, he lightly scratched the back of his head.

Then he takes a breath and introduces himself very calmly.

'You know me well. The ...... name is Seldra Queenfillion, the guardian of the 80th layer, the one who steals the reason for nothingness. As you can see, he's a 'demon' mixed with a dragon.

Indeed, I was well aware of it.

It wasn't just the story Kanami had told me about the General of the North a thousand years ago.