A Banished Failure Survives in the Borderland and Becomes an S-Rank Exorcist

Looking at the bell walking in the opposite direction, I grabbed my hands tightly and leaned towards my chest. The look Bell showed you when he broke up. Besides, I felt the surrounding magic elements converging on her.

Where do those eyes look?

I've never seen that face before, but when I see Bell actually heading to the battlefield like this... he looks different than usual. At first glance, she seems to be an unconfident but kind adult woman. But in fact, Bell is considered the most powerful swordsman of all mankind.

Not that I didn't know, but once again, I realize that she is a superior versus magician when she is near Bell.

"Bell... please..."

I suddenly get out of my voice. I was still thinking about Bell. It's been ten years since we've been together. I was worried to see her go to war all the time. That's because the vision of the future when I was young was overwhelming my head. But Bell has broken the whole thing.

Destiny didn't just say that he was the one who cut open himself, but he also seemed to embody the word in his own body.

I have certainly heard of it before. I wonder why you fight so much...

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"Hey, how does Belle fight?

I did ask that question three years ago... when I was 12. At that time, although I graduated early from the Antimagic Academy, I was still early to become a soldier, so I did official duties as a royal family.

One day, I thought... Why does Bell keep fighting? I wanted to ask because I was close to each other.

Of course, I know Bertina Wright's background. She has had magical talents since childhood, especially in melee combat. That's when she met Major Lawrence Acton, the second-largest pair of magicians of the time.

He is a swordsman who handles swordsmanship and secret swords and has been teaching them for generations, but it is by no means hereditary. It seemed to tell only those who had the talent to handle the secret sword, and even those who were worthy to inherit it it. It was Bell who discovered the talent.

The two become mentors, and Belle learns the secret sword by blooming his talents. From there, I became his direct report. But one day, Bell and the others encountered the Magus when they went out into the danger zone. All but Bell were killed and she was the only one alive. Of course, the victim included the Major.

When I found out this fact, I thought. I wondered how we could get there and fight. This assumption would be pointless, but I don't think it would be strange if I were in Bell's position. A man who has always been on his side and trusts him more than anyone else is dying before his eyes. It is also caused by the wizard's unreasonable loss of life.

That's why I wanted to know. She still fights on the front lines, her true intentions.

"... is that why you keep fighting... yes..."

"If you don't want anything else to do, you don't have to tell me...."

"... no, I'm not resistant to talking... It's just...."

"Just?"

"For a clear reason... it's a little difficult... because, as you know, I was raised by the Major and I've been... chasing after him all along..."

"But...."

I was hesitant to speak further. If it's true, "But after the Major's death..." I wanted to continue, but for Bell, I've heard a long time ago that some Majors are first time lovers and lovers. Maybe it's too sensitive.

"... I know what you want to do... after the Major dies...? It's been seven years. Seven years since I broke up with the Major. It was a short while ago... rather, the days without him... became more normal. Still... every time I see this magic sword... I remember... the Major's last words. I'm sure that's my... driving force right now."

"What's that word?

"I beg you to look at the world, mankind... such words. At that moment I realized... oh, this man has also succeeded someone's will... and fought. Touching so many deaths, surmounting the corpse... you've fought all the time... and now that you've carried the death on you... you've entrusted it to me. It's not just the Major, but I think I still have to... pursue the Major's wishes all the time..."

"To bear the death of a man?"

"... yes. Humanity has been fighting... defeated by the Human Magic War, and in the evening... even when this world was ruled... man stood up and resisted... and it has always been inherited... with a certain will, it is engraved in our hearts... Recently I have come to think of that... well, when I was young, I didn't care about that, or the chips... but... I was... young, too."

"Yes, I see. Bell is amazing. I really, really respect you."

"Oh no... I'm doing what I deserve."

"It seems natural, but I think it's amazing."

"No, please don't... if you praise me so much, I'll be illuminated..."

Face down and make your face bright red. She looks just like a cute woman. Speaking to the person, I get a little upset, but I think Bell is very cute. It combines a solid will with strength.

I know. Belle is attractive to the opposite sex and is popular with men in the military. But men are afraid. To the way she stands. There is no one who speaks to her with the intention of falling in love, stronger and nobler than anyone. When you say this, you may be right to describe it as a high ridge flower.

Anyway, Belle was attractive in every way.

I'm sure she still has a dear Major in her heart. Belle keeps fighting, thinking of him, following his will.

But I knew. I hope Belle doesn't have much time left.

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"Belle, how was your routine?

"This time too... it was fine... it seems that there is no problem..."

"Yes, I'm glad to hear that."

I smile with a smile and the topic ends there.

Periodic check-ups are mandatory for anti-magicians. The reason for this, of course, is the twilight syndrome. The Warlock is invaded by the disease without exception. The extent of the difference is such that the disease is definitely progressing. Among them, Premium vs. Mages fall into the worst category.

The strongest man of all mankind, they fight more in the Twilight Danger Zone to defend their borderline cities. That time will probably be more than twice as much as the usual anti-magician. As a result, Premium vs. Mages are rarely killed by demons, but many die from Twilight Syndrome.

Twilight Syndrome is characterized by slow breathing, but only at lower levels. At high levels, the stamp emits light and literally burns out the body from the inside. Most people choose euthanasia the moment the last attack begins, as no one can endure the pain.

"... Bel, I knew it."

That was just before the massive operation to attack at dusk. I was abusing my authority this time, but I was using my royal position to receive Bell's data in secret. The people at the hospital were also quite reluctant, but they were surprised at the attitude of not saying whether I was there or not. They turned their faces and gave me a paper with Bell's data written on it.

So when I looked through it, it was as expected.

"Twilight Syndrome Level 5, and quite a terminal category..."

There was also some breadth in Level 5, but Bell was the worst of them all. He said he should be hospitalized now and treated. You must not be in a dark place at dusk anymore. The warning was well written. But Bell seems to have ignored it. Join the operation without listening to the doctors.

He said, "I'll decide my own death"...

The doctors could not get out of the room with the words. And without her, the most powerful of all mankind, we might be in the way of an operation. Bell's treatment was then abandoned... but there are only a few lights of life left.

"Bel... why are you..."

The hand holding the paper trembles. Why didn't you tell me? But I already know why. Because if you know that, you know I'm sad. We're closer than family anymore. The separation will never be acceptable.

Bell is silent because he is through breaking up with the Major.

Besides, I decide where I'm going to die... if that's what Bell said, I have to respect it. Even if Belle were to burn himself out by Twilight Syndrome during this battle... I...

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Burn the paper with the magic of flames and wipe out its existence. I went out of my room looking up so as not to cry.

Perhaps the time left between the two of us is short.