BLACK MOON - Black Magic War Beginning with Jailbreak - [Full story illustration available]

Robin's consciousness was in the phantoms of the past while he was falling (or less).

That was a long time before Robin met Bell. Robin, as usual, was in front of a home where nature spread. The sky was blue and clear, but Robin's heart was dark and cloudy.

"What's up ~? Don't float."

"Nothing..."

"Talk about it? It's lighter to tell someone than you're holding it alone, huh?

It was Judy who spoke to Robin like that. By this time, the two of them were always together. Of course Judy has lived with Rocco since this time, but she was always with Robin except when she was at home.

"Yesterday's mission..."

Robin, who had been mumbling for a while, never revealed his troubles to Judy with his will.

This previous day. Robin was visiting Voltaire on a Knights mission. The purpose is to secure the identity of the trafficker of the Warcraft. There are a number of reasons why summoners (Summoners) left behind while summoned, but there are essentially no subordinate Warcraft left in this world.

Some humans illegally sell such wild warcraft. Even if it wasn't a mission, Robin hated people who didn't value their lives.

"Summoned Hapi, I hunted down a trafficker"

"Hapi is that monkey-shaped warcraft?

"That's right. When he was about to be caught, he shielded his innocent hellhound. That's not enough. Hellhound attacked me."

While we were talking, Robin was shaking his body with anger.

"The problem is then. Hapi tried to protect me from the flames Hellhound had thrown out. Hapi in flames was burned as he was..."

"That's terrible. You looked like that because of what happened."

"I got upset and missed a trafficker. That man took my precious family from me. We must capture them at all costs."

Even before, Robin had the experience of losing the Summoner he cherished. Those who are deprived hate those who take them, and try to take them back.

"Sounds like you. But you can't take revenge. Hate only breeds hate. It's not just about payback, is it? If you become a" giver ”instead of taking it, you might be able to stop the negative chain, right?

"But... there's nothing he can do about it. He's a very bad man. Can we just leave it like this?"

"Idiot. You didn't tell me to let anyone go, did you? Of course, as a knight, we have to get him. But you're not the judge."

"Ah, ah..."

"Because no one has the right to take their lives. Whatever the circumstances."

"... right"

Pull Robin back down the right path, angrily trying to step off the road. That was Judy's role.

"Look. It's a little easier when you tell us, isn't it?

Judy had a warm grin and leaned against Robin. Around this time, the two of them were bonded in a very good relationship. Now it was time for the two of them to be separated, but they needed each other for each other.

While he was falling, Robin was evoking memories of the past and chilling his head. A further evoked conversation with Judy had inspired Robin to wake up.

Robin, who regained consciousness just before he collided on the ground, escaped the difficulties with his wings full of strength.

"Yi Yi Yi"

Robin, who landed and returned to his human appearance, experienced intense pain in his abdomen and knelt (first). Galan's hammer was inflicting intense damage to Robin's body.

"This... a few bones have passed away lightly..."

Robin's breathing was getting rough and his face was distorted by pain. While taking something out of his nostrils, Robin checked the surrounding conditions.

Very well. When I poured the liquid in the ceramic vial into my mouth, Robin stood up as if nothing had happened. From that effect, Robin probably drank “Shizuku in the Starry Sky” or something.

"You... you're safe"

Standing up slowly, Robin noticed that Galan was safe in front of him. I should have fallen from a pretty high position, but Galan doesn't see any noticeable trauma, and it's flat.

"Of course not. This hammer is planted with black magic (Grimoire)." Circulating "black magic (Grimoire) bounces back every energy."

"I see. Did you hit the ground with energy when you fell to offset the impact"

"That's the thing. You're the one. Why are you safe? You cycled all that height, turned it into a force, took my blow, and you can't be safe, can you?

"Can height also be circulated as energy... that's a nasty black magic trick (Grimore)"

"Hey, are you listening to me?

"It is always assumed that we will take deadly damage. I'm not gonna fail anymore."

"That's not the answer, is it?

"I'm not going to tell you."

The stage is returning from the air to the ground, and the battle is about to begin again. The stronger the target, the more powerful Black Magic (Grimoire) resides in the Hammer of Galan. Robin had become more elusive than ever before.

"Now it's time to hold Temehe's breath"

Galan began to wiggle the hammer he grabbed with both hands wide. Keeping spinning again and again, Galan draws a big arc. In a circle arc that circles around, energy circulates.

As much as Robin is smaller than he was earlier, if the hammer hits him, it can be fatal.

“It's troublesome to be used with that hammer."

Robin approaches Galan without using any black magic (Grimoire). It is not a good idea to use any black magic (Grimoire) here. At the end of the cycle, when the black magic (Grimoire) unleashed by Robin and the Summoner gets on, it's all going to be Galan's power.

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What did you think, Robin jumped on top of the hammer Galan wielded. With Robin on board, Galan keeps swinging his hammer.

"Temehe... Away, you bastard."

"I can't do that. It's a consultation."

Galan is desperately trying to shake it off, but Robin was smiling with a cool face. No matter how much momentum he wields, Robin doesn't make it slight over the hammer. Even with Bell's special training, Robin is not sweet in black magic (Grimoire), and physical training is indispensable.

"It's up to you to leave."

"Ho ⁉⁉ə"

Then not long ago, Robin kicked Galan off the top of the hammer. Galan, who was struck by an unexpected shock, let go of the hammer and was flown a little further away.

Hammers let go by their owners naturally gain momentum and fly far away. Instead of being flown with the hammer as it was, Robin jumped right out of there. Now we have succeeded in taking the biggest weapon from Galan.

"Stop taking revenge. Doing that doesn't give you back your lost life, does it?

"Shut up." In the world, take it away or be taken away. It's just one of them! If they take it away, they'll have to take it away from him. "

Driven by vengeance, he even tries to involve humans who have absolutely nothing to do with that vengeance. Robin was trying to stop such a gallan rampage.

"That's the only way I can think about it, so you're unhappy forever. If someone becomes the" giver, "the negative chain may stop. If you just take it away, you'll never get out of that grief."

"I'm not saying it's beautiful. I'll only take back what I've been robbed of.

"You take it from people and what you take from them comes back? The one who was robbed wants you to do that?

"I'm not preaching, I'm not preaching."

Robin's words had set the thought ablaze Galan's vengeance on his back. Years of life as a bandit made his thoughts unshakeable. If they take it away, I take it back. Take it before you take it. That strong belief remains unchanged in just one word.

"If someone doesn't turn to the giving side, the negative chain won't end. If we are taking each other, more lives will be lost. That's why the lives you've taken will not be rewarded."

"That's what I'm counting on. Nothing's gonna change."

"This is what I'm telling myself. It may be a tiny thing, but if I do, the world may change a little bit."

Of course there was the purpose of stopping Galan, but the word was what Robin was telling himself. Thus he told me it was to stop the “negative chain," and Robin was trying to contain his own vengeance.

"I'm sick of preaching. It's annoying, so get out of my sight forever."

"I knew words wouldn't stop you."

Galan shakes his clenched fist as he explodes his anger.

Contrary to Galan's expectations, Robin did not avoid that fist. Galan's fist hit Robin's left cheek. From the mouth of Robin, who leaned back slightly, there is blood.

"Gu⁉"

Without letting his hair in, Robin's fist now plunged into Galan's abdomen. Galan, frightened for a moment by that blow, quickly gets in shape and punches Robin again.

Then, the two fisted each other again and again. Beaten, kicked, kicked. In this magical world, Robin and Galan were fighting without any black magic (Grimoire).

Robin, confronted by Bandit King Ishar Babari, knew about Galan's situation. A boy named Galan Drake lives his vengeance on Bell as a driving force.

But it was Bell, not Bell, who took Galan's parents' lives. If revenge is served, it will not be revenge in the true sense. Maybe that clears Galan's mind, but if he does, a new hatred will arise again.

By not using black magic (Grimoire), Robin was sincerely trying to confront Galan's feelings. In this world, mighty power easily twists and turns life. But nothing of that power works in the battle that is being waged here and now. That's an equal fight with no advantages or disadvantages. By doing so, Robin may be trying to be the receptacle to Galan's thoughts.

While they were fisting each other, the two breaths were up. Galan, who is attacking leaving it to his emotions, is definitely draining more health than Robin. I guess all sorts of thoughts are staggered in Galan's head because of Robin's words.

"Chill that head in the heat!

Robin's intense kick hit Galan after a fierce fleshshell battle. Robin's legs were aimed precisely at Galan's mistletoe.

The sharp kicking shock caused Galan to fall and fall on the spot. This time, it will never come up like before. Galan was completely unconscious.

Galan is about the same age as Bell. Differences in experience must have brought Robin victory.