Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

- You really noticed.

That's the word that's been whispered in the bell's ear ever since we were attacking the Great Maze. And it is also a word that is now being thrown from the front by myself with red and black eyes dyed all over my body in a white monochrome.

Whenever he heard the words, the bell's heart was tightened and raised as if it were being hung by a press machine. Naturally, admitting it is the same as pleading guilty to a bell.

The fact that the bell of a void made from negative emotions poked at it.

That means the bell was thinly aware of the nature of Eri.

If you heard the surrounding impression of Eri Nakamura, ten out of ten would answer:

A girl who is very modest and able to view the whole thing objectively from a position pulled one step away. Usually, a thoughtful girl who refrains from speaking, but can give a targeted opinion when she says here, and a attentive girl who can help her with insignificance. He said that smiling and following him from behind was like a Yamato stroke.

There will be many others, but generally, I have the impression that it is a kind and well-intentioned personality. The same was true of the Kwanghui and the others. Even the sharp Shizukuishi of the observation eye had an almost unchanged impression. That's why Shizuku was so surprised that day when Eri revealed his true nature.

In the meantime, only the bell had a slightly different impression.

The bell was wondering if a girl named Eri might be a little more intentional. That would have been because I was proud of Eri's best friend and had always looked beside him, and because a girl named Taniguchi Bell was special and sensitive to people's emotional subtleties.

Behind Keiri's smiling eyes, the bell noticed that sometimes sharpness and coldness lingered. And I also somehow guessed that what I usually pull a step back from is coming from a reasonable reason that it's more convenient for aggressive information-gathering than from nature.

But I never pointed that out to Eri herself, nor was I offended. Because most of the time when Eri changed the information she gathered into words and actions, it was for someone else.

And even when not included in most cases, I assumed that Keiri's ways and actions were meant to protect my body and mind.

The bell does not deny the act of playing something to protect oneself and one's mind. Because that leads to a denial of equals self.

What does that mean? You need to know where the bell came from to understand.

Bell's parents were root-working people. Work, work from morning to evening. From an early age, bells are like being raised by hired helpers. My parents have never even been on a visiting day or a routine event involving my father and brother.

It was quite a wealthy house, but once your helper returned, the bell was often left alone with a potpound in a large house. If a toddler is alone for a long time, it is inevitable that it will be dark in character. When I was in kindergarten and junior year of elementary school, I was a root-dark kid with no extra friends.

Nothing, it's not like my parents didn't love me. All that was given was inquisitive, and the bell knows that when he came home at night he snuck in to see how the bell was and stroked his head.

But for a young bell, that's not enough at all... so I feel stubborn and occasionally have a naughty, unattractive attitude towards my parents I could meet, or pretend I slept deliberately even though I was really awake...

It would, for one thing, be the influence of the helper that such a bell became like the present innate embodiment. Years after being hired, and seeing a young bell blocking in, the helpful aunt gave one piece of advice to the bell.

That was the appropriate piece of advice: "Don't laugh." That changes everything around me. Even now, it's the word of a helper who equals another mother for a bell who is attending a bell house. Even if I didn't know why the bell was at the time, I practiced it if I wouldn't miss it.

First, I honestly revealed my joy for my parents. He grinned, jumped, and expressed his joy with all his might when he was stroked in the head or given a gift. The truth is, I still felt obsessed with my heart, but I pushed it in and tried to treat it. Then the parents' faces became so dele that they had never seen them as far as the memory of the bell was concerned ~ and sloppy.

As always, it didn't change how busy I was at work, but I could still see my parents smiling happily every time they saw themselves. It was a smile that made the bell happy itself.

Next, I tried to laugh a lot at school as well. There was really nothing particularly fun about it, but I still made sure to smile with Nico all the time.

Then at some point there was always someone around the bell. Everyone smiles and speaks to the bell with pleasure. Watching that has turned school life into something as pleasant as lies so far.

So I knew the bell. Even if it is hard or sad, if you smile, you will be caught and your smile will increase. That way, you don't have to be alone.

Then the bell kept smiling at all times in order to never be alone again. Yes, at any time.

The bell smile was not always from the heart. Instead, about half of them were acting smiles. The way it has been for years has been so much the same that it makes no distinction between a smile from the heart and an act.

That's why I didn't seem uncomfortable while I was aware of Eri's intended character to protect my body and mind, wearing an equally soothing mask. Instead, it was because I felt sympathetic that, after realizing it, I started dating deeper.

I thought it was the same for Eri. I also thought that Eri was feeling sympathetic to the bell in an acting way. Though intentional and conservative, I really thought he was a friend, that he thought he was my best friend. And he also thought he had a good heart for someone who didn't want to hurt himself.

No, should I say I wanted to believe that?

Leaving the discomfort that had swelled up since I came to this world, I did not try to realize that I should have noticed, and abandoned that effort because I feared taking away the smiling mask and stepping into Eri's heart painted on my intentions. Because I was afraid that Eri's malice would be exposed and poked, possibly slightly realizing that the previous comfortable relationship would end.

So I believed. I blindly believed. If the discomfort I have had and the anxiety I feel is sealed deep inside my chest, and there is no malice in Eri, even if it is intentional, it should always be for my best friend, Hikaru and his companions.

As a result,

"There was a tragedy that day. We lost two classmates, many knights died, including Mr. Meld, and Kaori would have died without you, Nagumo. Even though only a bell that had come to this world and had thinly perceived Eri's nature was stopped from the tragedy of that day, the bell deflected its attention from reality by our own cuteness. I sealed it so deep in my heart that I couldn't even realize it. As usual, paste a smile... '

"Huh..."

Darkness in the heart of the bell. That is a tremendous guilt. I left it to deny reality that Keiri couldn't have done anything wrong, even though only I might have been stopped from committing Keiri's crimes. As a result, many human beings were dying and almost wiped out their classmates.

If I had talked to Shizukuishi subtly, there would have been intense regret swirling in the bell's heart since that day, even though that might have changed something.

'I didn't notice the distortion in her mind while publicly declaring she was my best friend. If you were a bell, if you were with Keiri more than anyone else, you could have noticed, but before you got so distorted, you could have done something about it... that stepping into the other person's heart might also allow your smile to be an act... I didn't do anything for fear. "My best friend can hear me."

……

'Did you think I should just stick a smile on it? With all the broad, shallow relationships, you've never really let your heart go through, but I thought you weren't alone? Eri's right, it's stupid, isn't it?

The bell whispered the iron fan silently. The dozens of barriers that were unfolding cut the wind and killed it to the bell of the phantom, surrounding it. In a moment, he detonated his inner enclosure magic and slammed the impromptu fragment grenade like a violent attack on a white bell.

As the surrounding ground blew up and the ice pieces danced through the universe sparkling, it should still be said, the bell of a void with a white iron fan spread to hide half his face appeared intact surrounded by the brilliance of the barrier.

Ever since the battle began, it has been this repetition. The bell attack could not really break through the white bell barrier. And the bell of the stiffened statue relentlessly and unilaterally cleaves the bell with the blade of the word.

"Again, what are you going to do when you see Eri? The truth is, you don't even know what you're trying to say to me, but you think you can turn your killing and ridicule on me without asking questions anyway. '

The white bell swings into a blade not only about the past, but also about the future ahead.

Don't do what you have to do, turn away from reality, delude yourself, the guilt of letting so many die, the regret of not trying to step into that distortion while calling you your best friend, the anxiety and anxiety of wandering through the deep mist, the desire to see you is so real that you still don't know what you actually want to see you and do.

Lift up, cut and bled, the heart of a scattered bell was supposed to be the limit......

'That's all I'm saying, medium, doesn't enhance you. At first, you (the bell) got weaker just to say so. If you deny it and turn away, the bell can be stronger...'

"I knew that was the rule. Whatever you say, then you won't be strong anymore."

'Sounds like it. Along the way, little by little, I began to define my mind. Did the words of the bell, on the contrary, help you to look back on yourself?'

The bell, breathing with its shoulders and holding the iron fan with its trembling hands, still opens its mouth with a ringing voice, relative to a white bell that shakes its head like a man.

"... yeah. It's about me, but if I can poke it, I can just poke it, it hurts so much, it's painful. But you're right about everything. [M] So that's enough. I'm done stepping (...) for myself now. Originally, from the time I dreamed in the [Great Labyrinth of Harzina], I knew how important the bell came out of sight"

"... that was a convenient dream."

Let the white bell ring. But the bell also laughed. That's not an act, a heartfelt grin of what contains bitterness and pain.

"I was supposed to get it. That dream world is. If only the bell had taken care of reality properly."

The bell monologues with quiet eyes.

"At that time, Umeko (helper) said," Laugh away, "which didn't mean you should just smile. Not only that, but if you wanted someone to get through to you, it meant you'd open your heart first. Now, I know."

If you want to make someone happy, many people will have heard the words, be they happy first. Same thing.

"You're right, to be honest, the bell doesn't even know what you want to do when you see Eri. You want to curse me, you want to blame me me, you want to apologize for being out of my sight, you want to persuade me... I don't know"

The bell's heart has been disturbed by thousands since that day, the day he was betrayed by a painful hand. I indulge in all kinds of emotions flooding like a river after a heavy rain, just about to overflow. I'm sure, relative for the first time, the embankment will collapse and the heart of the bell will scream.

So,

"I don't know, but I know I have to see you..."

I won't expose myself to the unusual like I did in the [Great Labyrinth of Harzina] anymore, and I will tell that to the other self without saying.

'... Also, I lost a little strength. Determination is real. "

"That's right. It's not just words anymore. I don't dream just sweet. The bell will cross you down the road! Gather around and come back -" Holy Extinction! "

The bell declared its determination on words. And I fanned a big pair of iron fans.

Immediately afterwards, the white bell perimeter is brilliant, and the barrier is created as if it were also playing backwards.

"Sacred Extinction/Reversion" - The magic of using the magic of a barrier once broken and fogged by regenerative magic to create a barrier again.

Until now, the broken bell barrier reaches hundreds, and the broken white bell barrier rises to many. The total number of barriers for barrier bursts that have regenerated and emerged is 150. That surrounds the white bell like a castle wall.

"Oh well... you played until the minute the bell was broken because you weren't enough"

"Yeah. You weren't hard to play because you were the bell itself. He'll have all the magic instead... but you can take him down!

'Then give it a try. I got over it all and turned it into determination. That power!

The white bell barrier shines. Like provoke me to try if I can smash it.

The bell shook off the iron fan vigorously. Along with a spell that makes you orient and blast all of the barriers.

Shortly afterwards, the wide space shook violently with the roar, and ice pieces fell apart from the ceiling.

The surgeon's bell is also blown by the excess explosive force and he slips down to the wall. And then he hit the ice wall and sprung his consciousness as he slammed him hard on the back. Even a small amount of magic to turn to the defense was spared, all because of the blast.

I can't hear anything just because I feel the eardrum tear or tinnitus. A bell that somehow connects the hazy consciousness and points its gaze at the heart while somehow defining the shaky vision. The remnants of the magic that is about to rise and the smoke of the ice pieces cleared up, where a giant crater was made...... there was nothing.

At the same time, part of the ice wall on the right suddenly melts out from the bell and a new passage emerges.

Seeing that, the bell finally realized that it had passed the trial. As soon as possible, the consciousness is rapidly distant due to magic depletion and damage caused by shock waves.

(... just a little... you can rest, right?)

The bell murmured so inside, then lowered his consciousness into darkness so that he could be dragged into it.

Bell consciousness awakened slightly in such a sensation as soaking at the bottom of the slightly dark water.

My body seems to be shaking in a certain rhythm, and I think the bell, in its vague consciousness, is like a cradle. However, the bell consciousness rapidly surfaced as soon as he understood that the sound of Dosdos and the warmth transmitted to his cheeks were the footsteps and body temperature of heavily weighed humans.

"Oh, that? What? What happened..."

"Oh, bell. Are you awake?

"Heh? Ryutaro-kun?

Come on, it's me.

For a moment, he said, "i.e., kidnapping!?" Though the bell, which was in a hurry, made his body stronger, it seemed to draw strength from his body that Ryutaro was carrying on his back.

"Eh, why is Ryutaro-kun hanging a bell?

"Well, you. When I came down the road, which I was able to do by busting some annoying bastards, I couldn't help but bring them here because there was a bell in the corner of a similar room sleeping in a blast. You can't wake up shaking, and you can't prowl on a boulder."

"Yeah, it would've been a barrier burst to sleep if they'd woken me up like that."

The bell, for a moment, gave Ryutaro an unpleasant look that he might do, but as a result he is able to take care of the woman, so this is also a growth... exhaled relief. He used to be like a guy who laughed luxuriously while banging his shoulder and back regardless of whether he was a man or a woman.

"But you know what? That trial room was connected to everyone else."

"That's right. I think there's someone else's room down this road, too, huh?

"I hope it's Kaolin or Mr. Tio. I haven't recovered yet... thanks Ryutaro-kun for something too, huh? Bring me the bell."

The bell greets Ryutaro as he fits into his big back. Looking at it, Ryutaro also seems to have dominated a considerable fierce battle, and the clothes are pretty worn out together. There is no disturbance in the footsteps of walking with nosinossi, but it looks pretty damaging.

"Oh, I don't know about this much. With about five Avalas, my shoulder is dislocated and my arm's bones are broken."

"That's not a good level to get this done!!

"No, no, I put my shoulders back on, and my arms are" reinforced with Vajra, then I'm fine, Geboha!?

"Hi-no!! Ryutaro-kun threw up an unlikely amount of blood!?

In front of a panicking bell listening to Ryutaro's self-declaration, Ryutaro became a bright red Marrion who nearly said he was okay. Apparently there was considerable damage to the gut as well.

A bell hurried down from Ryutaro's back screaming an awkward recovery magic. Since there is no aptitude for healing techniques, it is better than the elementary magic that was acquired for times of need.

A pale light envelops Ryutaro as he wipes his mouth wildly as he can't believe he reversed a large amount of blood. It's not as effective because of the simplified magic formations you can carry, but it's possible if it's enough to stop bleeding and painkillers and heal small wounds.

"Oh? Something a little easier? Thanks, Bell."

"... you know, Ryutaro. Why are you flat out, keeping the amount of blood spitting like you flipped a bucket? Actually, aren't you human? Are you stupid?

"I don't know. I don't care about temper at this level."

"... temper... that's a convenient word."

A bell that ends healing with a tired look. Finally, I also had damage left in the core of my body due to the impact of the explosion, so I heal it. I'd like to see it around Tio or Kaori as soon as possible because it's about resting.

"Well, you know, I've been a little tense since I cleared it up."

"Ah, sure. Unlike at the time of the Tree Sea, I'm glad to be able to fight properly."

"Right?"

"With that said, how was Ryutaro-kun? It doesn't seem like much of a problem or anything... Oh, I hope it's hard to answer, huh?

insignificant, "You don't have a point to be verbally blamed because you're a brain muscle," a bell that says terrible. In a way, it looks like it was directed at a skin.

On the other hand, Ryutaro, who was cursed by the natural, replied unannounced without any particular wind he cared about, or how he noticed.

"No, it's not a big deal, I don't mind. He just cursed me for being a jerk."

A bell to be kyotong for that word. Ryutaro is a man who can't stop trying to penetrate even if there is danger in front of him. I've never seen you frightened. What does that mean by heckling? I couldn't imagine and the bell tilted my neck.

Ryutaro dropped the bomb off his gaze as he scratched his cheeks polypolished with a little shyness on such a bell.

"Hey, long time ago, I don't know how to deal with a woman I fell in love with. I've never confessed, and most of them were taken by other men... around here."

"... that's... what I mean..."

In a way, it can also be described as a mild concern. As the bell predicted, maybe the Great Labyrinth side also said, "This guy has too little negative emotion or something? I don't know how to blame you. Maybe it felt like."

"So, well, I don't hesitate to try and take it away from you, like that came up with all sorts of unpleasant feelings..."

In Ryutaro's case, because his hands were pointless enough to make him self-destruct by poking at the darkness of his heart, apparently the Great Labyrinth side attacked Ryutaro in the direction of reinforcing the inducement of consciousness to make him lose his reason, or dispel positive emotions such as goodwill and swallow his heart with desire.

That may have been a troublesome trial with the risk of madmanization. But Ryutaro did not lose his reason and became the righteousness of desire. The ultimate reason for this is not so much Ryutaro's mental strength...

"It's practically impossible to take it or something. It can't be. I'd rather be killed instantly. To Nagumo, to Yue."

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From the flow of the story, Bell found out inside Ryutaro's heart, and after a few beats to the rest of the unexpectedness, he raised his voice of great consternation.

And the bell, which opened its eyes wide as it puffed its mouth, began to confirm it in a way that was terrifying and so on. Ryutaro has a musty expression pointing at him, but his ears are slightly red, so he finds out that it is a blindfold.

"Riu, Ryutaro-kun, huh? Are you kidding? Really? You liked your sister?

"Oh, what's wrong with me falling in love with that guy?"

"Yes, no, that's not true. But I won't let you look at all like that..."

"... you think you can make those two look so bare in front of you?

"... Ryutaro-kun... how pathetic..."

"You're not sympathetic! You, you're changing your personality!

Ryutaro freshly barked at the bell as he turned his eyes to see something pathetic. The point is correct because words and deeds are strangely straightforward. I'm not just a girl smiling anymore.

But now, what matters is not the change in the bell, but the heartbreak (laughter) of Ryutaro, who continued to be shown the sight of a woman in love flirting with other men and people in front of her. Sure, there's no way you can put Hajime and Yue in front of you and take actions like you're in love with Yue. The atmosphere also begins to flourish. Man's pride, mean or heartbreaking.

When it comes to what you can do, you'll admit your broken heart and break it off. In fact, Ryutaro was doing that. I guess that means the Great Labyrinth was forced to pull around...

The person who took it was too bad. Both men and women. Before desire, there is a definitive future without hands or feet. No matter how much you are inspired by black emotions to take away, what is impossible is impossible. Instead, I said to the other self who incites me, "You're not talking impotent! Look at reality!" So much so that he teased the eight winners and preachers.

"Uh-huh, but I was really surprised. I can't believe Ryutaro-kun was in love with your sister..."

"It's not that strange, is it? You've been calling me" sister "since that day.

"Oh, that's what you mean. Yeah, that's certainly not surprising."

To Ryutaro's words, the bell matched his hands with the pong as he was good at it.

Ryutaro said, "That day was a great pinch in the [Orcs Great Labyrinth]. The beauty and overwhelming strength of even feeling the divinity of Yue, who followed the pale dragon and ravaged his enemies, his tauntingly self-conscious attitude, his luscious atmosphere contrary to his seemingly young age, his kindness to the bells that he showed slightly...... all of which were too appealing to the boys and girls in high school.

Just as the bell became admirable with your sister, several male students (some female students) may be distracted by Yue that day. Ryutaro is just one of them.

"Don't tell the others."

"That, well, I won't tell you. Ryutaro-kun just gets damaged from what I said. I mean, I'm glad I didn't even tell the bell."

"... it sure is..."

"Oh, for once or so, I wanted someone to ask... like?

"You're sharp. Well, that's the place. It's like stupidity, no evil."

To Ryutaro with a bitter laugh, he also returned the bell with another bitter laugh.

"But you can't be so worn out in a frontal showdown with eight winning moods."

"... the face of the bastard annoyed me. If I recall, I'm dying to punch you again."

"I think you can use the mirror."

When the bell had a subtle look on Ryutaro, who turned out to have come through all the subtle trials, he eventually went forward and saw a stop. Apparently we have arrived to the end of the line within talking.

"Oh, the next room."

"Kaolin or may Tio be here..."

I want to ask him to recover. The bell approached the ice wall with his hands together as he prayed. In response, the ice wall disappears to melt, opening the entrance to the back room.

Fulfilling...... the bell wish seems to have arrived.

"Yikes!?

"Whoa!?

Bells and Ryutaro shelter their faces with both arms, screaming unexpectedly at the shock and magic running that attacked them as they entered the room. And somehow, the bell unfolded the barrier, and at the end of the gaze it pointed at, there was the appearance of Tio sticking out one hand from another and emitting a black and pure white flash.

The two-colored flashes in the opposite station are hitting each other from the front as they swallow each other's flashes, halfway between Tio and Tio, a virtual statue surrounded by snowy white kimonos on gray hair. The shock ravaging the ice room was what was causing each other's braces to collide.

"Hehe, feel it. the hatred and wrath of the Lord. Fear and give up. Hundreds of years later, that tragedy you will never forget, the kind of betrayal that returned the palms of those who were sheltering, the eyes of contempt and awe, the humiliation that killed your friends, your parents and humiliated their remains'

……

As the white and black flashes dye the space, the tio of the phantom speaks with an unpleasant grin, with a voice that sounds slightly clearer. It is a memory of the great persecution five hundred years ago, when the Dragon Nation was to disappear from history. As the strongest race of the strongest nations, but the last of the best that never showed arrogance and had nothing to do with violent domination.

The Dragon tribes were small in number, and therefore various races, human or subhuman, coexisted and prospered in their ruling nations. He sheltered the powerless, supported the weak, and stood up to the nation if evil appeared, putting morality and goodness from the front. They were like such jokes, but undoubtedly the philosophy was penetrated, including not only their own people, but also the surrounding countries, where the Dragon people were even said and honored as "true royalty".

Everyone, one day, somewhere, for some reason, was protected and saved by the Dragon Nation. Everyone admired them with awe.

But that day ends abruptly.

- The Dragon Nation is a monster

Such absurd thoughts penetrated people rapidly as if they were a nightmare. All over the continent, no matter what species you see, there is no such thing as a species that turns into a completely different species. Its overwhelming power and the appearance of the beast of complete dragonization were, indeed, what blurred the boundaries between man and demon.

Still, there is no way that the merits so far can be denied the way they were until that nobility. Nevertheless, as soon as the idea came out, people's eyes went from awe to awe, from trust to suspicion, and from admiration to contempt.

"O Lord! I felt quite refreshed then. Look, not when you crushed the church to dust. Even at that time of great persecution, the Church was at the centre of the banding of nations and driving away the concubines. It would have been an unspeakable pleasure to have hated enemies scattered.

Says Tio of the phantom. In the pre-construction (...) of helping Hajime, I guess I was really only happy that I was able to do my own revenge. At the end of the day, I guess it was more important for Tio Kralus than Nagumo Hajime's life and death that he got a big nickname for revenge,.

To the words, the bells and Ryutaro, who from time to time only know how to hit their favors without hiding from Hajime, stare at Tio with their eyes open as if stunned.

But Tio doesn't even have objectionable objections, he just keeps silently releasing his braces. It's as if you're affirming the words of the phantom.

Did you feel better about it, Tio's tongue of the phantom moves more and more smoothly.

"The first time I thought about keeping up with Nagumo Hajime, I thought it was really" usable ", right? That man's powers are unusual. And there's no way that power isn't noticeable. So, if it is, the mastermind of that unnaturally abrupt beginning of the Great Persecution - God will always pay attention again. And strip him of his fangs again, as he did to the dragon man who once had power. That way, Nagumo Hajime's fangs may also turn to God and help him in the opposite direction."

What a deliberate idea that is. An increasingly distant mindset from the usual tio. The bells and Ryutaro I hear from the side are incredible thoughts too.

But the words spoken by the idols themselves are never lies. Even if it is slight, even if it is unconscious, it is certainly an emotion that the person is carrying even a shard in the back of his mind. That's why I can't hide my consternation on the unknown inside of Tio, who is a pervert of his abusive taste, but who occasionally shows a very intelligent and gentle side.

Tio glanced at Chillari when he noticed how those two were doing. There's no emotion on that face. No brightness, no joking grin, no kindness, no light of intelligence, no dwelling. Bells and Ryutaro breathe in the look on Tio's face for the first time.

"Man, Subman, Demon, and God. I hate everything that took away what was important then. But the hatred, the anger, is natural to the Lord (concubine). - Yes, revenge is a legitimate right of the Lord!

White flashes began to swallow slightly black flashes. The antagonism began to crumble. Is that because the words of the phantom shook Tio's heart?

Tio remembered. That my parents have been saying, from day to day, whether they are proud or noble. In fact, the two fought to let the clan escape and pierced the dragon clan's hold to the end. Tio's inner thoughts therefore justify hatred and anger toward others, and his feelings affirming vengeance are also such betrayal of his parents.

A figurine tio gently offered the opposite hand to release the brace, whilst nibbling and distorting his mouth at the weakened tio's power.

"Take the concubine's hand. If you do, your concubine will make you accomplish that revenge. You may no longer be forced to hold down the burning fire that dulls inside. My conscience doesn't make me blunt my vengeance fangs. My concubine will guide Nagumo Hajime well. What, that man thinks of his concubine without hating her. He was a sweet man for once. There's as much to do."

That's temptation. Fuel that turns the flame of vengeance that was sealed deep in Tio into fire. An attack aimed at the degeneration of the spirit by seduction, not to break Tio's heart and kill Tio himself, but the same as when he was Ryutaro. It is also a trap to the hajimes who use tios and drive them to God's slaughter.

White braces gain more momentum and black braces weaken to show Tio's heart. You felt a sense of crisis about how it was, when Bell and Ryutaro said with a burning seeping look, "Mr. Tio, don't listen!" "Hold on, Mr. Tio!" He shouts.

The white flash is about to land. Will it be wiped out as it is, or will it become a perverted tio who takes the hands of a phantom and uses his companions as well? In that case, it is unlikely that Suzuru and Ryutaro, witnesses of the matter, will be safe.

But right now, it was far stronger for Bell and Ryutaro than their own crisis to not want to see Tio fall, a perverted but dependable sister-like being. Even if Tio never turns around, so much so that he thinks about solving the barriers and fighting the void directly.

And, when Tio seemed on the verge of falling, his voice sounded unexpected. That is the voice of Tio, who has never spoken a word before.

"We don't know what we mean."

Quiet voice. That's more like being sure of something in you than talking.

"Is this body a beast, or a man? If everything in the world makes sense, where is the answer?"

'The word...'

A fictional tio leaks a grunt like he noticed something. At the same time, I noticed that the invasion of my unleashed braces was stopping perfectly.

"A few starfrosts without an answer. If we are, man or beast, we will raise our souls with determination."

"Eh, the power..., stupid, the hell, what triggered it -"

The black flash came forward. I dye the white black with gut and take back the distance taken. Tio of the phantom felt the power in him weaken, along with the braces pushed back. Tio should have listened to his words in silence the whole time. I couldn't argue with one thing, and I should have made a gap in that mind and tried to give in to my negative self.

Yet, with no trigger whatsoever, I suddenly revved it. As the tio of the phantom is confused, the good words that gradually also anoint the roar played by the braces echo.

"The Eye of the Dragon sees the truth all the way through and breaks deception and suspicion"

With the eyes of the beast, it's not just for terrorizing someone. Something to combine intelligence, discern the truth, and be someone's salvation.

"Dragon claws tear through iron walls and smash the malice of nesting"

Let's smash any enemy. If there is someone there to protect. Dragon claws are wielded only to destroy malice.

"The dragon's fangs bite off his weakness and push away his hatred and anger"

You must discipline yourself strictly because you are mighty and far from people. For that reason, let's stick our fangs out to ourselves. I will not forgive myself, such as being burned by hatred and anger and losing reason.

"Jen, when we lose, we're just beasts."

If you've just wielded your power as an emotion and become yourself hurting the innocent, let's admit it. They said they were just beasts.

But...

"Now, as long as we keep waving the sword of reason - we are dragon men!

Tio opened his eyes with the proclamation. His eyes broke vertically to show beastiality, and were colored with bright, shining gold. At the same time, invisible pressure overflowing from the tio. Equal to the water pressure of the Great Falls, but unlike violent ones like the Hajime storm, it's like looking up to a far higher spiritual peak, making you want to bow your head naturally, such intimidation - if you insist, it would be called hegemony.

'... No way, Lord. You kept it under control?

The tio of the phantom gives the expression that it's impossible. That would be so. Without a single trigger, he was weakening his spirit and empowering his imagination, but he rejuvenated it as if nothing had happened. There is one thing that that means.

That Tio even controlled the strength and weakness of his spirit.

The control of the spirit that deceives even the trials of the Great Labyrinth is not the main thing. If Hajime and the others are all aligned and are force cheats, is Tio a mental power cheat?

"The will of the Great Labyrinth. Thank you. Inside, I don't have the opportunity to objectively hear my true intentions. My heart is like a vast ocean, so I let my concubine use it to think that a gap might be formed within her own unnoticed... but there was a harvest."

With that word, I get the look of an increasingly improbable phantom that I understood that my guess was certain.

'... but there is no falsehood in what the concubine said! You're not supposed to lose your negative feelings! Why is this so easy?'

To the words of the phantom, Tio narrowed his eyes softly. And it strengthens the spirit so much that it takes root power away from the phantom.

The black kimono hem and the dark hair that reached to the long, lustrous waist hung in a run of magic, standing in majesty, with arms straight out, had the beauty that would surely have caught Yue's eye if there had been a hazy on this occasion.

He doesn't even show pieces of perversion, he stands confused with the king, and Tio makes his soul sound on the word.

"Don't lick it. Who do I care about my concubine?"

There can be no more negative feelings than being a person. Both the intended side of the statue and the vengeance are certainly in Tio's mind. But if the answer to the question of the phantom, it is indicated in the earlier declaration of the soul of the Dragon Nation. The oath conveyed to that dragon tribe is the pillar that is toughening Tio's spirit. As long as Tio is a dragon man, an absolute nucleus that will never shatter.

If you still didn't understand, Tio declares with the pride and temperament of the Dragon Nation.

"Proud dragon man - the Clarus will be descended, Tio Clarus!

That's the answer. I won't break it because it's Dragon Man Tio Klars. That was just it.

In the tio of the phantom, there is no word. That expression had such a vague smile on its face that it seemed convinced somewhere that it was gone.

To such a statue of himself, Tio presents his final words with prestige.

"Vengeance fangs... it's dragon fangs that really make you tough. Taste with it."

Shortly afterwards, when Tio's brace pulsed one dokun, he swallowed all of the white without allowing it to thicken and slightly resist, as he had even doubled. And as it is, he puts a big hole in the wall of the room and mists it.

Nothing later. A glimpse of the ice space that was quickly being restored and the newly emerged ice passage, Tio turned his heel back, not particularly pleased or overwhelmed with emotion.

If you look at the results, it's intact. Fluffy the hem of a black based kimono and gracefully shake off the hair dripping forward with one hand. The atmosphere that even feels quiet and its beautiful work, coupled with the overwhelming strength of the earlier period, naturally brings to mind the term extinct beauty.

"Maybe if I did... I could have a second sister on the bell."

"I don't know what to think. Oh, I didn't think so. Damn it."

Tio smiles fluently when he sees the two of them whether the conversation between the bell and Ryutaro has reached his ear. Even with such a smile, the two of them are still made to doggie.

"You're both safe. Does coming here mean you've broken through the trials?

"Yes. Well, somehow..."

"Ooh, it is. I broke through, soo."

Strangely to Kyodor Bell and Ryutaro, Tio tilts his neck. Nor is that cardiologically good for the two of us right now. Usually this gap would be against the rules, you pervert! And I wanted to scream out loud. Especially Ryutaro.

While wondering how those two are doing, Tio sees the aisle behind the bells coming through.

"Are the two lords the only ones who joined us?

"Ugh, yeah. I haven't seen anyone else."

To the words of the bell, I nod, "Well," Tio gives a slightly unfortunate look. Then, with a cut look, he raised the temperature of the bell and Ryutaro even more, while zeroing the potpourri.

"If you had a husband, you'd have been punished for the initial thought of meeting a husband exposed to a phantom - right now. That's a good way to treat you. Too bad."

"I'm sorry it's you."

Unexpectedly, the bell and Ryutaro with a scratch as they hammered. Really, really! Too bad. In many ways.

Just for a second, I knew I was relieved to see a perverted tio, so I felt kind of lost, so I would never say it to you.