... dark.
Why not?
It's not usually such a dark place...
Oh... no, I do... I do.
- You're dead, I am.
"Yes."
A voice that is short and clear.
The voice continued.
"I told you... don't fight. Why... why didn't you run away!
It was Nord who appeared to crawl out of the darkness with anger.
But things are clearly not the same as usual.
Nord, roughing his voice and revealing his anger, grabbed Ray up.
"You've done something you can't take back! When your death leads to the death of the world as it is, you didn't understand!
Ray, who was shouted in front of him, finally awakens consciousness and opens his eyes.
"Dead...?
"Now what...! Maybe it's because you chose to blow yourself up!
Nord hits Ray with an uncontrollable passion.
Ray apologized as if he was weak when such a Nord appearance seemed to make it clear that his own death was not a lie.
".................. sorry. But oh yes..."
"Shut up! Right now, I'm gonna erase your existence! If this were to happen, I should have taken everything you wanted! Because you're weak, because you risked your life for nothing, the meaning of my survival in a place like this, the reason I risked my life, it's all gone! I won't forgive you, Ray."
Even with Ray's apology, Nord's anger only increases. Even if I hear the cry of its soul about how much it is, it is not measurable by Ray.
Ray lost his word there next time.
"Get out of my sight. Ow!
It's all too late now. Even if you erase Ray's existence, that won't change. Even though I know it, I bark when my uncontrolled anger robs Ray of everything that exists.
And Ray accepted that. Death and total disappearance are the same thing if you can't go back. Anyway, you just have to let Nord do what he wants.
In that way, with some objectivity, Ray accepted it.
But the power of the robbery that once took away Ray's memory many times tried to release him to Ray again, that time.
On the spot, the light shone.
It illuminates the darkness on the spot as it overflows from Ray's body and Nord's hand stops.
"This is..."
...... warm.
It's like you're touching someone's temperature.
Ray lay his hands on the light overflowing from his chest, and his heart filled with its warmth.
"Chip... you picked up your life"
It is in the dual sense of life and existence.
But once the fire blows up, it doesn't go away quickly. Nord tongued and let go of his hand to throw up and throw up feelings that didn't fit easily.
But for Ray on the other hand, the word is a rare thing that I don't really know, and I feel like some other HR.
"Did you help me a little, me?
"... when you wake up, thank her"
"You mean Charles? Did Charles help you again?
When Ray thinks of Charstena and asks Nord, he tongues loudly again as if he didn't like it.
"... don't think it's the second time"
"Ha ha, big deal. You're just dying this time, aren't you?
Ray laughed lightly at Nord's threats.
Yes, just dying, as usual. And I was helped again. It seemed a little dangerous this time, but repeated it over and over again, I had misunderstood the situation of dying in the rays.
Nord and Ray.
When the connection within them becomes stronger and closer, the two can thus face each other in the chest. And that happens when Ray approaches death.
But the half-dead Nord doesn't know, but the living Ray doesn't. Until now, I don't realize that the distance between them is different.
Osaka and Tokyo until now, if you like. Now, there's a big difference between walking 10 minutes or so.
All, it just seems the same.
To such Ray's attitude, Nord rekindled the anger he once put away.
"I'm not kidding! Temee!"
I grabbed up Ray again, Nord. That eye is no different from his when he tried to erase Ray.
"Listen carefully! You son of a bitch! You were definitely dying right now! Thanks to her splitting her life between you! ─ ─ Say it again! Think there won't be a second time! I don't know how much you're willing to die, but you're not going to die!
"Wow, okay... I'm sorry"
Yes, even if they yell at me to spit blood, Ray still doesn't know what it feels like. Ray was too used to this situation.
Ray is too used to death to realise what his death entails.
Nord, who spotted it sharply, yelled at Ray harder.
"You don't know anything! Now, what do you know ⁉? Think more, be aware! You're the only one who can get me out of here! I'm the only one who can save the world! If you die, that's it! So remember! Never die, don't die! No matter how cornered you are, stop on the verge of death! If you keep stopping, I'll do something! You got it? ⁉"
Pushed by a yelling Nord sword screen, Ray shook his neck vertically silently.
"Go back. And run away with her on the side."
"... I don't like it. That's all I'll ever do."
But the word "run" didn't shake my head vertically.
"... don't bother, okay? I'm a little short on today, aren't I?
Nord's sword screen was awesome. I'm not even face-to-face, but there's pressure like hot water.
But there's still something in Ray that I can't give away.
"It was bad to use magic runoff cheaply. I wasn't sure what it meant to die myself. But you taught me, and when I die, I finally know that the world will perish. Well, if you die, it won't taste good."
Ray himself, he doesn't want to die as indicated by the title. Is it just the one called priority?
The ranking of one's life in the ray is light. Ray was too used to death producing nothing.
However, what weighs more than anything in Ray is the lives of lovers, friends, and their own families. I'm sure that's not limited to Ray, and some people think the lives of others are more important than their own.
Yes, it's nothing special.
But Hitachi Ridge had nothing special about it. That's why I don't think I want to lose it stronger. The two people who made me realize that were Haruki and Knitting. This is the first time I've noticed myself compared to my old self.
And Ray found out one more thing. That my death is the death of the world. Knowing and understanding that, it is not immediately clear what the priorities in the lay will be.
But one thing I can tell you is that the idea of surviving alone never floats in a ray where there's something you never want to lose.
"But I'm not happy for Shall or me to run away with Shall right now and let Gilk, Anna, and Gordo die and the world is saved. I can't live laughing. So I'm not running away. You would do that to me, too, wouldn't you?
That's what everyone thinks if there is someone important, and I'm sure everyone lives on a scale of their lives and those of others.
Ray asked for consent, saying that the scale, in Ray today, was just leaning towards one side, and that would be the same for Nord, who had chosen to be imprisoned in the capital of death in order to save the world.
But...
"... no"
Nord denied Ray's words.
"I don't think so. Raw is just an accessory to me. In a deeper part, I watch people die alive. So to put it, it doesn't matter how much people die. If we can save the world eventually, there's nothing wrong with that."
What the hell would Nord look at and say that if he could save the world?
Or maybe everything you're looking at is different in the first place. But no matter what Nord sees, death means literally to Ray, and I can't say very much, if only the world could be saved.
"... it's always hard to understand what you're saying. But as long as I stay, will you do something about it?
So Ray takes the leg of the word and asks for it. If I'm not strong enough, you can help me.
"Please. I need your help to laugh and live."
Nord didn't say yes or no. I just turned my heel back silently.
"... I don't want to see your face for a while. Don't come here anymore."
"... oh"
Ray received the response as yes. And I'm invited by the light in my chest to be aware to leave the spot. That alone struck me with the feeling that my consciousness was going up somewhere.
"Hey, just tell me one thing. You're the god killer hero?
Just before consciousness left there, Ray asked Nord that.
"... don't call me that."
Answering a little grumpy, Nord's back reflected in Ray's eyes as if he was somewhere vain.
─ ─ I hear screams.
It's the voice of a stranger. When I open my eyes softly, what jumps in is the dazzling light and the crying Charstena face. But the sound of an explosion that doesn't resemble it and the screaming wooden spirit.
"How's your body? Ray."
…………
As soon as Ray woke up, Charstena wiped her tears and asked her if there was anything strange about her body. Ray stared at her face often silently before closing his eyes for the first time.
"... excellent condition"
Ray's voice was a little low, even though the content of the words remained the same as usual. Sharstena, who also noticed such subtle changes sharply, was driven by anxiety that she was lying about making her worry.
"Really?"
"Oh. Charles is the one, are you okay?
"Me? Yeah, I just rubbed my legs off a little, and I'm already cured"
"Oh, I see."
When Ray wakes up with force in his belly, he gets up somewhere unnerving. The move made Charstena unnecessarily anxious, but I looked at Ray, who looked in the direction of screaming, and I reconsidered that I might not be able to afford it.
Ray shrugged slightly as he accidentally turned his face only half-sided towards Charstena.
"... thanks, Shall"
"Oh, yeah. 'Cause it's the usual."
To Sharstena, who answered in a scuffle, Ray deflected his face again and murmured in such a small voice that she could not even hear him.
"... you're not"
Ray remembered Nord's words heard in the confusion he was told of his death, when he woke up, and his chest ached. Even though I was overwhelmed by Nord's sword screen and only about half the story was in, I suddenly calmed down when I was distracted from hearing what I had to re-hear.
Regret and self-reproach.
In vague terms, you can't let me tell correctly what you let her offer or what happened.
At the same time, the noise of intense combat is telling me that it is unlikely to even give me time to talk slowly, and I feel more itchy.
"Shall we talk when this is over?"
"You two? Fine... but why again?
"Kind of."
Ray smiled uncontrollably and showed Charstena her face.
I have to switch.
The battle against the Demon King is still ongoing.
Change your mind and take out your weapon. The original Auga sword is never close at hand. Daimyo, wondering if he would fall somewhere else when he came back from the other side, put a sword to his waist instead that would not rely on him to challenge the Demon King.
"Ah... and there's Shall too, right? This is cheap, but don't you dare use it."
"Yeah, thanks, Ray"
In Ray's bloody, dirty dress, Ray handed the same thing to Sharstena, who was unarmed like nothing. Ray says it's cheap, but the fact that it feels strange about money comes with origami, which is actually pretty good. However, based on the fact that the original value was the same for free, Ray may not have made a mistake this time around.
Upon receiving the sword, Charstena slipped herself out of her sheath just to make sure she was in good shape or just a little.
"What... what is this..."
"It's like a little bit of leeway when you work in the empire. It's dull if you can't magic it, but, well, it's better than the iron only thing."
"Oh, yeah. But I guess it's a pretty good sword, huh?
"Then I'll give it to you. Because it doesn't suit me."
Ray's sword is a level sword that performs well enough to reach a first-class item. So, Charstena's right, it's pretty good stuff, but I didn't really like Ray.
So much so that I still think Auga's sword would be better for this.
There's a good reason for that.
That if you don't put magic into one thing, you won't be able to use it. For Ray, that was of an overly unfavorable nature. Because when you slash a knot with an aggressive reaction, it's not hard enough.
In addition, the ingredients of the sword themselves have the nature of magic absorption, and moving them against it is laborious. It's an incompatible sword for Ray, who uses magical moves.
Therefore, I want to avoid using it as a main weapon if I can.
It's just magic, it brings out a higher performance than normal magic filling. That's too much to keep in the sub, which is treasured very much in a 12-hand state where the dispersion of consciousness is inevitable.
So within Ray's storage space, including spares, weapons made of a good number of magic ore are being punished.
"Thank you, I'll use it."
"Well, can you throw it away when this battle is over, Ra...? ─ ─ Weird."
"What?"
Ray almost told him to throw it away, noticed a strange thing, and turned his sharp eyes to the city.
"... I can't hear the battle. And screaming."
"No way......! Anna and the others..."
"... let's go. There's a chance he took them all down."
"Yeah, we're all worried!
Ray, who nodded silently at Charstena's words, rushed out, just saying he couldn't stay or stand. Immediately Ray activates a thousand eyes, trying to be a little more efficient. The space is searched for depending on how Anna, Gold, and Gilk look, without using it because it is too extensive and time consuming.
But the search will be stopped soon.
"That's not true."
Because the demon king showed up before the two of us. That, too, with gestures.
"Demon King......! So, Anna and the others..."
Blood draws from Charstena's face. With Pong and his hand on her shoulder like that, Ray stared at the Demon King.
"What happened to the others? Are you alone?
"If I were you, I'd already be dead"
"Ha, slap me in the mouth, you're losing. You're a cool demon king."
Ray was relieved inside while gently provoking the Demon King. I still don't know if I'm safe, but I thought Anna and Gold were the ones who defeated the two demon kings.
That's the same with Charstena, just a little bit of hope.
"Come on, what do you think? While you kill me twice, your people are wiped out. The rest will be about you. Either you or I will be the last one standing, won't you?
That's what I said, put the gesture forward. It's no longer a worn body, and men who can't move surround the two of us with gullies. On the front, a demon king with a battle system in place. It is wrapped in darkness with increasing intensity of magic and glowing tentacles.
"Come on, let's get this over with. I'm tired of seeing your face."
"That's the line over here!
Magic overflows from Ray's body. Overflowing magic is gathered into the palms of Ray, neither in demonic costumes nor in demonic hands.
"Demon Bullet!
Ray unleashed a magic bullet in a series of doodles. Its demon bullets are not demon kings, but hit and sucked into people who have turned into worn out puppets.
Then, with the guidelines that tied the emperor up before, he solidifies his body and breaks the reign of the demon king.
"Brilliant. But you still had magic left. You were right to put up a line of prevention. Where the hell do you keep it?"
"Unfortunately, you can still afford it to this extent."
It takes a lot of magic to stop dozens of human movements. Ray uses a quantity of magic that is usually not strange even if it is lacking.
That's why the Demon King said he was hiding it. I didn't know that I had nearly infinite magic, etc., because I thought there might be replenishment by magic vegetables.
These puppets are the prevention line to make sure of it. Most of them have lost their minds or died and taken over their bodies.
This turned the Demon King's question into certainty, and his victory into certainty.
"Can you afford it till the end?"
The accumulated magic vegetables will all run out. That was Ray's last time, and he hung his mouth up humbly.
Let him have it.
Ray told me to swear somewhere to drop his hip--
"Wait."
─ ─ In doing so, I turned my attention to Charstena, who reached in to crack it from the side. As Charstena walked over to the Demon King, the distance was set aside and the words were thrown.
"Why are you doing this?
To the honest question without Charstena's back, the demon king on the side that was asked shook his neck small and sideways when he did not know the intent of the inquiry.
"I don't know why. I hear ridiculous things again."
"Are you sure? You are not like a demon taken over by an evil god. A willing person. Then there must be a reason."
Ray leaned his neck toward something close to certainty.
It's not limited to the evil gods in the rays, but the protection is terribly vague. That is because, even if we know the framework of the shelter system, we do not know in depth how it works, but given the knowledge we have now, it becomes the perception that demon kings are slaves of evil gods.
But I wondered how she could say with certainty a different answer than Ray, who should not have a source called Dragon God or Nord, like Ray.
On the other hand, the Demon King, not even interested in the presence or absence of her prerequisite knowledge, was deeply troubling her head in another sense.
"Why…? With that said, I never even thought about it. But that's right... if you dare, is it vengeance?"
I am the enemy of the world. Yes, he was a demon king who had not thought deeply of it as a ordained thing, but in retrospect of when he became demon king, he gave the answer of vengeance.
In contrast, Charstena throws the question again.
"Who do you want revenge on?
"It's to the man who took everything from me. But he died a long time ago. At the very least, I want to destroy what that man tried to protect with his life at stake."
Now the Demon King, who immediately returned a slur and an answer. There's nothing going on once you think back. It was just a story about wanting to see a man already dead regret that it was just revenge.
"Is that why you're the Demon King?
"Yeah, that's right."
"Oh well... that's sad. You have your reasons to fight. But I can't forgive you. I'm sure you felt sad and hard too. But it's absolutely wrong to hit someone who has nothing to do with his spiciness."
"That's beautiful. If you live long enough, you'll see. Sometimes beauty doesn't fill you up."
Charstena sympathizes with the Demon King who enjoys killing. Ray remembered that that's how he was helped by her bottomless kindness.
So a moment and expectations came to mind, but I put my head around the method of war wondering if I still had to fight the demon king who cut it off instantly.
"Yeah, so sad. You couldn't know that until the end, could you? It was very painful, wasn't it? It must have been hard, huh? You wanted to throw it all out, didn't you?
Next to Charstena, who speaks a gentle word, Ray stretches out an undetected magic vegetable by the Demon King with a face that doesn't eat anything.
In front of Ray, who was steadily getting ready for battle, the Demon King narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.
"... What are you trying to say? Are you going to persuade me? It's not like I'm tied to a little girl who's lived for decades with hatred."
"Yeah, I know. So..."
Feeling a fragment of the story, Ray compensated for the magic he used on his magic vegetables and dropped his hips in a hail system.
And the moment I tried to ambush you all at once...
"─ You know the same pain, I'll finish you off."
─ ─ The light exploded in front of me.
A divinely beautiful pure white light. White feathers lifted the red hair hanging behind them and gently winged them.
The white light dress that wraps around her body exposes the tip from her shoulders, but the light wraps it around to protect her thinly.
"Come, High Wheel"
Clear and beautiful hands stretched out to heaven. In his hand, the light fell from heaven. Vision clouds and eyes close to dazzling light.
When the light restored calm and her vision returned, a single sword was held in her right hand.
That's a sword that's completely different in shape and color from what Ray lent it.
Beautiful body with no scratches like a silver mirror. The blade is attached to only one side and is shaped like a Japanese knife that can be punched. However, the torso is thicker than that of the knife, with three translucent spheres embedded in the center, red, blue and yellow.
"Hi... Will... because...?
Ray was shrugged, repeating the name of the sword she called.
I knew the name of the sword.
No, anyone who aspires to the sword knows its name.
The sword, he said, is a sword, not a sword.
Says the sword was made by a rare genius, a crystal of wisdom.
Says only one person can handle that sword.
A legendary sword whose name no longer appears only in legends and inheritance, and no one had ever seen it.
That's what's gripping Charstena's fine arm right now.
"You don't need an explanation anymore."
"... Yep. its appearance, its sword, and above all its mighty power"
This is what one inheritance stated.
─ ─ New Genesis 1235.
A hundred thousand dark armies invade the capital of men. People despair and give themselves up to doom.
At that time, the Virgin of Silver descends into the city.
The Virgin of Silver, with a wave of sword, storms one man into the Dark Army.
Three jewels, only respond to her will, destroy the darkness.
The name of the three jewel-embedded swords is Hi Wheel.
The Virgin who was allowed to have it...
"Did you, Charles the Goddess?"
─ ─ Call me Goddess.
A tornado of silver was swirling in front of me.
Powerful magic like never felt before, transmitted to Hishihishi. It's like not saying it won't fit in a vessel, but it can't escape by spilling it out, turning it into a silver light that runs through the city, swirling around.
Intimidation I feel instinctively. It is also proof of the transcendence of man, similar to what he felt when he was relative to the king of dragons and the Lord of fairies.
"─ Goddess Shar"
Its improbable name fell into Wonder, Ston and Ray.
But at the same time, a good question fills Ray.
Why is she so powerful?
Why does she have High Wheel?
Why do you feel God's intimidation from her?
Why, why, why, why...
Some doubts have arisen. But Ray already had that answer.
─ ─ Because she's a goddess.
Ston and the question falls to my heart.
But with truth as truth, unacceptable, Ray had lost his word and stood up.
Such a ray, coloured with silver, she looks back slowly.
"... sorry to keep quiet"
First, it was the apology that popped out of my mouth.
Against what I kept a secret.
Against what I was cheating on.
And for the reason she's a goddess.
That's an apology.
Charstena - No, the goddess lays her eyes down sorry and apologizes, slowly putting her hands on her chest and revealing her identity in her own words.
"I, one of the gods of this world, Goddess Shar. That's who I really am."
"Ah, eh... eh ⁉ eh, no, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh.
Trying to say something, Ray repeatedly stunned. It was precisely the words and actions that represented Ray's heart. Simply put, it was so confusing.
When Charles smiled furiously at the way Ray looked like that, he turned to the Demon King and put his sword up in front of his chest.
"Your sins are threefold. That it has brought disaster to this peaceful country."
The red jewel is lit with light.
"Having put a innocent man in its hands. And trying to extinguish my hopes, the hopes of this world."
Then the jewels sparkle brightly in blue, green and order, and the power hidden in High Wheel is activated.
"I forgive all those sins. In the name of God, save your soul."
"Ha ha, the salvation of the soul is, you're frightened to hear. It's just killing me, isn't it? Come on, let's do it. Try to kill me under the ego of God!
The brilliance becomes stronger. The light emitted from the three jewels mixes together and shines white.
"... I wish you happiness in the next life."
Charstena with her soggy lid down. Ray just stuck around, but at that moment, his head finally drove him into the situation.
"Shull, wait! The guy...!
But it was a step too late.
"The Light of Conviction"
Charstena pointed her sword at the sky in front of her chest. She lifted High Wheel into the sky as she pushed it out with both hands.
At that moment, a flash of light pops out of the sword, and thousands of luminous lines of light paint a geometric pattern in the air.
"SHARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
"You can't come now!
Ray reached out to stop her when he had a bad feeling about the Demon King, who behaved as if to incite Charstena.
But the moment she touches the divine light she emits, she is bounced off, and the pain runs slightly.
"Shh! Shull, stop that move!
"It's okay. This, this sword ritual, can't be stopped anymore. But if you eat this, even the Demon King will not be spared death. There is no escape. That's the end of it."
"No! I don't know what..."
The art of covering up the demon king connects with the trajectory of light. It was like a cage surrounding the Demon King, one small print at a time, connected by a line of light and transformed into one maneuver that was huge enough to cover the sky.
As Charstena put it, the art of annihilating an opponent with certainty that if you don't consume divine magic, you can't even activate it without escaping before the ritual of automatic tracking function that doesn't miss the target.
That was literally a one-hit special move.
But even before that super magic, Ray's alarm won't stop ringing.
"─ He's after something!
Activation and Ray's scream overlapped, hacked and Charstena turned to Ray, but her voice, face, and appearance were all scratched out by the light of the special.
─ ─ Divine Extinction Magic Last Wheel.
The only magic in this world that bears the name of God dyed the King's capital white.