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It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to get your hands on a new product or service. I think--

It's ringing in my ears.

Like Kanami, Ragne, who said all the things that were convenient for me.

I remember my current master, with the Scripture in my hand.

And I miss him.

He was also a precious memory for me, an important page in my life.

The Lord Ragnarok also taught me a lot of things.

”--It's impossible (・・・・・). Kanami's brother is a stinker. He will definitely betray you on the way.

I heard that guy's advice.

No, I didn't hear it: .......

This is a conjectural 'voice' that I just thought I heard.

Instead of ”I heard the voice of the dead”, it's correct to say ”that's what I thought”.

I have a 'skill' that triggers the state 'auditory hallucination' and that power was just activated to make my mind feel better.

You have to suppress .......

This 'skill' fabricates a convenient voice that I want to hear, as the voice of the dead without permission.

And I'm changing it to the voice of the dead because it's easier on my mind (・・・・).

It's a 'skill' that can only be seen as desecrating the souls of the dead, so I'm trying very hard to suppress it, but--

”-- Oh (...), stinking (・・・・)--

I can't stop.

'Oh, le ......?'

Something was wrong.

A chill ran down my back and a question escaped me.

It was a chill unlike anything I'd ever felt before.

I don't know if I should call it a 'bug warning' or a 'bad feeling'.

I'm not sure, but if this is the voice I want to hear, what is it about ...... that is so stinky?

What am I uncomfortable with and what am I running chills over ......?

''--what do you mean, the whole thing from beginning to end? Mr. Fafner--

I finally start to hear even the voice that Ragne never said before she was alive.

I just learned from the cleaners and Kanami earlier that I'm so judgmental that I was wrong about Helmina-san's feelings.

And yet, that 'skill' doesn't stop.

I don't listen to the words of others and believe in myself at all times - a vice that I hate, just like that Romis, but for some reason, I can't suppress it now.

I lifted my gaze from the Scripture in my hand.

In front of me was the cleaning crew and Kanami.

No matter how many times I see them, they look happy.

A face that says they've saved me, the trouble is over, and all that's left is fun.

But I listen to Lord Lagune's advice (・・・・・・・・) (...) and I carefully observe their expressions.

Kanami has a soft smile on her face.

However, on the other hand, she continues to drip unsuitable sweat. The strain from the magic I just saw earlier continues to cause her to float in painful greasy sweat. In addition, he's also out of breath the entire time.

The cleaners are also smiling.

However, the only expression allowed to that 'blood puppet' is the shape of the hollow in its head. Right now, the hollow is resembling a half-moon and is chuckling.

Kanami looks happy.

The cleaners also look happy.

No, really ......?

Is this the face of real fun: ......?

I can't stop feeling 'bad'.

If ......, what if.

If I'm under some kind of malevolent spell right now, .......

If my perception of the world I'm looking at is off .......

When I came to that point, I remembered the worst part about myself.

It's never the 'misalignment' or the 'voice'.

'I'm ...... gullible (・・・・・・・・・). Ever since I was a kid, I've been.

As I confessed this, the two smiles in front of me froze.

Tightly, as if frozen.

'............'

............

In the tense air, the cleaner closed his mouth.

Kanami remains expressionless, sweating fat, breathless, saying nothing.

Neither of them looked at me and said anything.

-- it was too unnatural to remember.

I take a second step and walk towards Kanami's outstretched hand.

As if in a mirror match, I extend my hand to her as well.

'Kanami-san, you said that you are a 'mirror' ....... Indeed, I can tell that you reflect us, that you're going through the same thing we are, and that you feel the same things we do.

Kanami, like Ragne, has the quality of a 'mirror'.

Its surface skin (mirror) reflects not only the heart of the other person, but also the other person's life and makes it its own.

When I understood its true meaning, a bit of 'anxiety' was born in my heart.

'-- If everything up to this point (・・・・・・・・) is also about you and Rastiala (・・・・・・・・・・) (・・・・・・・・・), please answer my first question.

'Insecure' so I grabbed that wrist, not Kanami's saving hand.

I didn't shake his hand (...), I set it up one way (・・・・).

'Please answer me properly, ......, if 'Rustyala Hoosiers' is really in your body right now.'

Kanami resolved my 'unanswered' question without answering it.

So I feel like she intentionally skipped the 'line (page)' and hid the truth from me.

I just feel like this, too.

But I'm an idiot for coming to this point just because I feel like it.

That's why the 'voice' that says it's stinky has been whispering in my ear since a while ago and I can't stop it.

Even before the fight began, the voice has been saying, ”Kanami-san, my Lord, my Lord, my Lord.

'Kanami-san, my Lord is saying ....... 'Stinking. I'm not lying, but I'm definitely hiding something important,' all the way back, laughing .......

I have no proof of this, but that's what I thought (or heard).

As I told her that, Kanami, who had been frozen in place for a long time, finally started to move.

'...... lagne? That's not possible. That guy is dead and the magic stone is blocked. That voice is an 'auditory hallucination'.

He looked at his own chest area and confirmed something before shaking his head vigorously.

That's probably where Ragne Kaikwola's magic stone is.

I know.

This 'voice' is just the result of me gathering information and analyzing the situation, and letting the virtual personality in my head speak.

It's always my brain that thinks about the voices of the dead, there is no soul there.

'But (...) I learned it from the Lord Ragne.' --Chapter 15, Verse 1: 'The skin of God is made of mirrors. It only reflects the wishes of men, and therefore has no content.' ....... Thanks to you, I was able to fulfill my 'unfulfilled' But for me, who is only an agent, the 'unfinished business' (such a thing) honestly doesn't matter.

The Inscription White Teaching is up to chapter 14:10, and no such page exists.

I even start fabricating the rest of the teachings that I was never taught.

'Ni, Neil ......?'

The cleaner couldn't keep an eye on me and called my name.

But now I have more important things to worry about than my real name, so I don't have time to worry about it.

”In my world, the matter of the 'Great Savior (Magna Messiah)' is far more important than that. Even if it turns out I didn't need The Great Messiah (Magna Messiah), there's no way, as a student of ......, history and God, that I'm going to skip that part. It would never happen.

That is related to Mr. Helmina's long-cherished desire.

If Helmina-san couldn't see it while she was alive, she would have given up on her 'dream'.

That's why I felt like it was my role to confirm whether or not that 'dream' had come true.

''--Neil, that's empty ears! It's all in my head!

No, I've got a feeling - not.

If the role of Helmina's Neysha family was to ”connect the research to the apostles,” then the role of my Helvilleshain family, which is said to have lasted for a thousand years, was to ”confirm what was produced by the research”.

As the first head of the family, I have decided that this is what I am going to do now.

I have to study the Magna Messiah and God.

If what is hidden behind their smiles is just as I am worried.

If the word ”fun” is a revised and false history.

The role of this Fafner Helvillestein is to confirm that.

...bloodmagic (distance mute)

I built that magic with the help of the 'demons' that flowed within my own body.

It reminded me a little of ”The Tale of Fania” in ”Between the Lines”.

While the demons were dying one by one, I thought to myself, ”One day God will surely save me. The Great Saviour (Magna Messiah) will come and reward you after death”, I kept promising at the time of my death.

Everyone was swallowed up in the age of the dark clouds and killed inexcusably.

I have made them all believe that ”If you believe in my 'inscription white religion', you will be fine” - and I am responsible for that.

Everyone who has died can't die dead: ......

If the Great Savior (Magna Messiah) or God in a thousand years' time was a fake, then all of the ”demons” who died would not be able to sleep peacefully.

So I reach out my hand, saying that I can't leave this 'God's Body Storage Room' just yet.

''Kuhu ......!''

Kanami gave a small snort.

My 《Distance Mute》 clad arm traced from Kanami's arm to her shoulder and pierced through to her torso at the back of it.

That was right, the most 'miraculous' blow of the day.

'I, too, want to know the real feelings of the 'real Kanami-san' ......! I don't want to get it figured out again, and I don't want to make the same mistakes I made a thousand years ago: ......!

And to the tune of The Miracle, I scream.

I tell them clearly what I really want to make sure is true.

'If everything up to this point has been a 'mirror'! I'm sure I know what you're going through right now! I can understand! So!

----?

When I declared that, I felt that the tension disappeared from Kanami's expression.

Then, she turned her gaze to my back. Looking at the empty space, I showed a somewhat ashamed expression and relaxed my entire body.

I think I understand a little bit of the reason for the 'miracle'.

I poked at the gap. But what I exploited was not the gap of non-combat, nor the gap of exhaustion, but the gap of 'compensation' - there is no more time to even hesitate from here on out.

Finally, in exchange for my defeat, I was able to set up a 《Distance Mute》.

I immediately entered the realm of the existence of Aikawa Kanami and explored it with my magical senses.

What lies ahead is vast, complex, and multi-layered. I knew that it contained multiple magical stones, but I couldn't believe that it was the soul of a single person.

He finds and grabs a book with six letters in it, ”Rastiara”, and grabs it.

The page you open is the next to the last chapter.

The continuation of a story that has accumulated hundreds of verses.

What kind of days did Aikawa Kanami spend after that 'last battle'?

How did she feel after mourning the man she loved and her sister at the same time and being entrusted with the rest of the story?

I begin to read the real writing, which is a new chapter and a post-title. It's--.

”--the gloomy, overcast sky that stretches everywhere.

Days that are the complete opposite of the pleasant days I've heard from Kanami.

”There are no gaps in the endless chain of clouds, completely shutting out the sun's rays.

The clouds drifted lazily, murky in stages from pure white to white to gray to dull.

The world seemed to creak, and an ominous sound of wind rang out as if the world was creaking.

Under a cloudy sky that looked as if it was about to fall.

At the eleventh crossroads of the ”Confederacy”, a ”Gentile” with black hair, black eyes and black robes is standing.

One of the most prominent streets in Huzjaz is full of activity and always full of people passing by.

However, not a single person pays attention to the ”gentile” who looks up to the heavens in the middle of the road.

His black robe has a special spell on it, and no one can see him in his eyes.

Even if you bump into someone walking, they will not make contact with you, they will slip through.

The 'Gentile' had reached the end point of dimensional magic.

Only, in The Last Battle, he had mourned everything.

If there was anything left of him now, it was only the 'constriction' of the 'one who steals the reason for the dimension'.

Still, he has no choice but to walk away.

Alone, he wanders into another world where his loved ones are gone, tormented by a hallucination.

Aikawa Uzumi” continues to live the story.