A Wish to Grab Happiness

Alueno - Alutia's Holy Body has arrived on the throne of Garliss.

It's good to just have it. As long as it is true, this land reminds me of my lord.

Who brought forth this land, and who made a splendid civilization?Who carried the hegemony of this continent into the hands of mankind?

The myth of humanity named Altia. The king's city, which is the center of faith, greets the Lord and remembers his true form.The royal capital returns to the Imperial Capital, and the cogs of the times go backwards.

The golden eyes had an old-fashioned hue.Karya and the others were bewitched, and the words were whispered.

"... the dragon, the giant, the spirit..."

Her lips emit a song passage.The missing magic that had been lost and could not be transmitted to modern times was resurrected through Alueno's body.

Old songs. Old words. Poetry of mankind in the age of myth.

"...... I roared at my dear girl.I ate the child... and crushed it... "

An abominable sound echoed.Malice overflows with magic.

It was much cleaner than I could imagine and had a crystal clear hue.Transparent shining water seems to cover the perimeter of Arueno. It was pure magic.

But Fiarat saw that it was broken, and he chirped his teeth.My consciousness is broken for a few seconds.

There is no magic ceremony that emits pure magic power.Magic and sorcery. It is impure by nature.

Both of them mix contracts and magic ceremonies into the magic material, and they can be used arbitrarily by kneading the attributes.Sometimes destroy, sometimes burn, sometimes defend.The spells and blessings used by the Elves were slightly different in nature, but fundamentally the same.How to process the magic power flowing through the world is a point of wisdom.

Then, why is it necessary to process?Everyone gives the same answer.

─ ― Because pure magic is dangerous.

There is no direction, no control, and it is even difficult to determine the target.It can be described as a large amount of gunpowder that repeatedly explodes.

The wizard's or magician's skill is how to process it.

However, it was different from the one used in Alueno's work.

With the distortion of crawling back into the modern era from the ancient era, it is still shaped with pure magic power.

A gruesome, fierce, sad, thirsty and hungry magical current.Fialat felt his heart twitch hard.

It's too irrational, too irrational. It was just a demon with the will to annihilate the demon.

"Caria"

"... I understand. Let's go, no, come on!"

Fearato's lips were unconsciously calling out to Caria.I tried to make eye contact with Erdis at the same time.I could also see Brunder and Agatos shouting out their voices.

The moment he took a step forward, Fialert thought:

Really, I'm glad I didn't bring Loogis here.I'm glad I let him fall asleep after repairing his injuries.He will surely stand directly in front of you even when he is caught up in this.

In the blink of an eye, malice came.

"We... will never forgive them."

Alueno sits on the throne and the waves of magic roar.Little by little, they switched shapes and approached the Fearat.

It takes the form of many human beings.I was sure that I could kill the demon just by touching it.It is made with indisputable malice.

Fearato instinctively realized that it was this power that must have subdued all the demons of the old Artia.

The thing that killed the demons--that is, the malice of mankind.

Life, which had been crushed, robbed, and devoured for over a thousand years, sometimes had a malice that transcended even hatred.Humans kept thinking back to the time when they were the livestock of the devil.

Where is the way to destroy them?Where is the one who annihilates the ancients?

Heroes, human kings, and heroes are at the brink of their will.They were made to desire mankind against the magic.

Altia is the manifestation of her will.Those who have stood on their own and completed their own will.Alueno, whose body is a sacred body, embodies human mythology and human malice.

Huh, uhh!

Fear Alert emits Dragon Fangs and Demon Eyes that capture magical power.If this power is pure magic, she can't take it away from her.

The approaching magic power took the form of countless people.I'm sure it was a lot of heroes and heroes who stood up to the demons.That is, the history of mankind itself.

--And his fangs were struck, and Fiarat slashed.

"Don't let the past come at us now!"I don't know the habit of living the hardships of the present! "

You can play the human vortex. Fialat waved his fangs as he roared.Its pile-shaped shape easily cuts through the magic.If you were helpless here, there's no point standing here.Fearato even holds such determination and opens his eyes wide.

Instantly, the magic in my body became saturated.I could see that the flesh was invaded by magic power as I raised my hand.Even my soul was about to be put under demonic pressure.

But Fearato didn't want to give in.Perhaps because my internal organs were struck, I continued to open my eyes even though blood was dripping from my mouth.

"I wonder what I could do to you guys who didn't save Rugis."You haven't seen what's happened to you all this time.Now it must be a pile of the past. ”

It was a terrible thing. Each of Arueno's words seems to be nothing and is full of malice.

Unlike hatred, it's not a mockery.However, she is pushed by the malice of not being dirty.

I'm sure it's just to save one person.

"Don't you know the misery of living now?― ― Luigi's feelings are a habit he doesn't even know about.

Yes, the moment Alueno said it.

Magic eroded Fearart's soul.My eyes ached. My eyes were supposed to be harvesting magic power, and I saw another sight.

No, I see. Fearato noticed.

This magic power wasn't entirely pure either.Because it is through the will of Arueno, it is indisputable.Alueno's soul is mixed in there.

That's why this is the thing Alueno looked at.

Wonderful. Even in the exact same sight, tons of visions come to mind.It was as if she knew countless thoughts.

History flows like a cloud in Alueno's memory.Sometimes it has a dazzling glow, and sometimes it has a history of being full of pollution.Some grief like a rainstorm, some joy like a light.Oh, how the world is full of possibilities.It even makes me feel that way.

But that wasn't the only thing Fearato looked at.

The most common sight in Alueno's memory was that of Luigi.Her gaze is always on him.It must have been true that she loved him.

I felt that happiness and affection were all there.

In the meantime, Luigi was looking at himself, but Fialert noticed.His appearance is indisputable.I don't care about the slight difference.However, only the eyes staring at Fearalert seemed to be so different as to make a mistake.

As an accomplice, he doesn't even show a certain familiarity.It is not a gaze of a person who lives and dies together.Neither trusted companions, nor those who were by their side, have eyes to see.

-lt's like you're even looking at enemies to hate.

No, no, no.Don't say anything. I want to meditate, I can't.I feel nauseous. I was fierce.The chill runs on my spine. It's abominable.It's a curse. It's a shout.I feel terrible dizzy. It's about to collapse.I want to scratch my throat.

It was a quiet night, like a grave.Sparks are scattered from the fire. He shrugged his shoulders and said.Only the dazzling appearance is no different than it is now.

At least I don't like people like you, Mr. Mage.

From the bottom of his heart, Fialat regretted not bringing Rougis here.