One on a few clouds.
Without even looking at the grief of the day, today, I pinch my nose at the ugly smell of scorching full flesh as I watch the sunset flat across the distant land.
"... it stinks terribly"
It's not meant to smell, it's a word from disgust. Ray did not physiologically accept the leftover incense of the demon king, which emitted the same odor as man, and disappeared as ash.
Maybe that's because I didn't want to be the same person.
Ray has a rugged face and peeks under a neglected cloud sea.
Is this the end of the battle?
Or does it still go on?
The darkness of the night is about to come up from the edge of the earth. Capturing it in the corner of his sight, Ray jumped slightly and jumped off the earth's tower.
My hair stands upside down with air resistance and my blood flows straight up. I've already had potions, but how many times today is that less effective?
The wind pressure causes pain to run all over my body. But I didn't mind that, I felt rather tight and even comfortable the other way around.
"Ray......!
I had eyes with her. I didn't want you to die with her.
Looking at it, Ray couldn't feel any more relieved that he was glad.
Ray killed momentum several times on the way to using the fixed space and stepped down to the ground. She immediately tried to rush over to that ray, forgetting that her body was not yet full, and with the first step she snapped her legs, and her body leaned.
"Hold on, Shall"
Ray kicked the ground sassy and supported its body.
Close enough for my face to touch me, I have eyes for Charstena.
"Live, come...?
"Do I look dead?
Ray's body was so full of creativity that it seemed strange that he was able to move like this. But the heat in that arm is so hot that my skin will burn. If you hit your hand, a slow but strong heartbeat comes from its chest.
If you noticed, Charstena's eyes were decisive.
"Great......! Really, good! You defeated the Demon King!
Charstena sincerely rejoices in Ray's survival in tears and tears. Ray smiles bitterly as he looks a little badly punished.
"I don't know............ but it's not over yet"
No relief, no joy, I don't need it yet. To get distracted, it's still early.
Ray gently releases his hand from her and looks around. Using all sensing skills, he still did not attempt to lift the limit sublimation, and his consciousness was in the midst of battle.
"Please... no more, Ray. You can't fight with that body anymore."
Charstena clings to Ray's back and begs.
I couldn't watch anymore. A vast amount of magic and a ray that wears off from the inside of it every time it follows time by price.
"... but the battle isn't over yet"
"Then at least let's cure the injury while we're at it...?
"No, I already drank potion. It's okay."
"But you should treat it properly..."
"Not necessary"
Ray didn't shake his head vertically to persuade him again, and he didn't even try to look back. Those eyes keep searching for enemies who don't even know if they're there, and even though they're so close, they don't look good to her.
Yeah, it's like saying she's not interested in anything. Neither myself nor others are in their eyes. I'm just thinking about killing my enemies.
"You - who?
"What...?
For a moment, Ray didn't know who the word was directed at. Looking back, I can finally see that Charstena's gaze was directed at me and it was directed at me.
"Who's... who's there but me?
"No. Because... something different"
Charstena herself knew very well and it was not a vomited word.
I just feel it. Even though I know that's not possible, there's something different about Ray now. Decisively, then, something so small that I don't know.
…………
Charstena peered into Ray's eyes to explore the discomfort. Ray felt his abandoned emotions about to come back to her peeking in with a very serious look, like he saw something hidden behind those black (...) eyes.
"... that's enough. Not if you're doing that right now."
"Wait, a little more"
"So now..."
Ray tried to say the same thing again when he caught his sideways face with both hands.
"Gaha......!
Suddenly, I threw up blood.
Cool broken legs. Blood splashed on the ground.
"Ray, it's okay."
"... oh. Damn... the limit."
The light of the limit sublimation can disappear. And as soon as I closed the door that was open, the magic that remained from Ray's body became a sphere of light and scattered.
"Gee ho, gee ho!
"Lie right down, because I'll treat you!
That's right, too, Ray, spitting blood with the cough. Then she was right. There was nothing else. But like a bad scratch, he desperately stopped connecting consciousness, and only the perimeter vigilance continued.
"... well done on this body"
Charstena, who magically saw Ray's body worn out, not only outside, but inside, became horrified at how impotent he overlaid it.
Even so, Ray...
"Quick...... do it. He might... come..."
"Maybe, but don't be so lame!
Sharstena accidentally raised her voice to Ray, who hastened the treatment.
"If it hurts, say it hurts. If it's hard, say it's hard. Don't ignore it or throw it away."
Charstena was crying as she said.
Whatever you say, this happened because I misjudged you. Ray won't stop fighting if he gets so scratched because he hastened the battle.
I resent the power I threw away myself. If you want to stop the fight, you can't stop it.
In this way, the only thing I can do right now is ease the pain. That's what I regretted helplessly.
But at least that's it. If only this treatment is not accomplished, wipe the tears and continue to hang the magic of healing.
Ray snapped at her like that.
"... hate"
It was an exposition of the mind.
"I can't help it...... I hate him"
"So... you fight?
"Oh...... but that's not all. Because I don't want anyone to die anymore."
Ray squeezed his hand tightly and saw the tragedy around him.
"I wish I had all this power too. But... I didn't."
"What... didn't Ray do it...?
"No, not me. I don't have this power."
Rey, who denies that it is not his power, puts his hand on his chest.
"So this guy's in the way. Emotions disturb my will."
"So... you threw it away?
"Oh. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have won"
In a heart solidified by hatred.
In a heart dominated by grief.
In a hot, burning mind wanting to protect it.
I couldn't get to that frontier.
"But... I don't know anymore. How do I get rid of this guy... I want to get rid of him, but I can't get rid of him"
How easy it would be if this suffering were abandoned. He said he disappeared once, but he's back again. How can you not throw that away?
Ray grips his chest tight. On such a ray of hands, Charstena lays her hands on top and slowly unties them.
"... that's fine"
After finishing the treatment, Charstena holds Ray's head up and squeezes it tight.
"You can't throw it away because it's something you shouldn't throw away. It's important... because it's something you have to take care of."
"... right"
If it's so easy to get rid of your mind, we all do. But I can't do that because I won't.
I guess Ray also seemed to have thrown it away again and was just trapped. with the power of tough will.
At the end of the day, there's no other way to embrace emotions.
Ray remained powerless for a while, staring at the ground in her arms. But eventually, Ray told me to shake her arm off.
"Thanks...... I've settled down a lot"
That's what I said, I got up.
"Really, are you okay now?
"Oh, I'm all right now"
It was Ray with a grin that it was okay, but it didn't seem very like it to Charstena. In my mouth, the words get lost.
What a voice to call.
Sympathy and encouragement must be counterproductive now. You can't even cheer up with words like that.
I was. I hated it when people said things like I understood.
You can't possibly understand. For that person, I still remember wondering if the only thing that would make me feel like losing someone else.
But there was only one person who could hang a completely different word on her like that.
That was hope.
Overcoming grief, no, such hope as to make it something you didn't.
But now she knew it was a terribly cruel and painful hope.
Obsession, and.
Yes, to put it another way, if that's the hope, Charstena is given to Ray.
But if I told you that, would Ray do the same? What should I do when I get angry?
Even though I know that there is a reality of death that can never be escaped before that hope.
Even though I know it's just an escape.
Thinking about it, the words didn't pop out my throat.
And so, while she was cluttering, it came.
"Huh...! Oh, my God!
Ray's spatial magic sensing sensed a great amount of magic without interruption. A warrior runs on Ray's face.
Ray's actions from there were swift. It sensibly captures direction, speed, and angle, leaving it to the body to wield scarlet flames.
"Roar, Fire Dragon!
There was plenty of time to save. My hands can cook to instant boiling heat.
But the first must win.
Nevertheless, the blazing flames of the fireworks that we unleashed in the temper of deciding everything with this blow overlapped with the rainbow light falling from the sky at the speed of thunder, and... disappeared.
"Become...!
The rainbow thunder fell before Ray, who could not have been stopped from marveling at the lightness of the blow of full arson. Seven colored flashes of light mist the ground. One figure who emerges from a pompous and fantastically bright demise.
"... there were disrespectful people. Who do you think you are?"
It was... a woman.
Red, blue, green and beautiful hair like a rainbow in the sky, with grumpy, hung golden eyes. White, flat face, but thin of blood and somewhere thin of presence.
"..................... who?
I didn't know a woman with a strange hair color. Even if you see chills, you won't forget them. As beautiful as that, she had beautiful rainbow hair.
But on the other hand.
"Duh, why are you here?
Charstena seemed to know about her.
"I don't know why, I ask strange things again. You don't think I can detect the High Wheel activation?
"Ah... well, right. Sorry...... a lot, really"
Charstena scratches a sweat on her neck and bows her head, as if she were in a bit of a hurry. Including Ray's accidental attack.
"It's not until I apologize. You said you didn't know him better than that."
"Uh... did we meet somewhere?
I look at it again, and I don't recognize it at all, until I get to its hair, its face, its standing.
"Say what? Are you sure you don't know this guy? Shirl, is this guy really him?
"Ah, yes"
Ray didn't know what he was talking about, but hearing Sharstena's answer softens the face of some rainbow beauty.
"Ho... you've been exposed to a lot of dumb bumps, too. How about this to one demon king?
"Let it be, Spirit God! Ray's only 15, isn't he? Besides, the story hasn't..."
"What, Spirit God? This guy?"
Picking up a zero name in a polo conversation, Ray finds out who she is even though she is late.
"Whatever. He is the Lord of the Spirit, who hath given the name of the Spirit God.
"Well, you're amazing. You can use magic, right? Now, this place has been raided by the Demon King, and as you can see, it looks terrible. Can't God heal everyone here or use that kind of magic?
Ray's spatial magic sensing was heavily caught by the weak magic that was going to disappear today and by the wounded and fallen people.
But not enough time, not enough people, not enough medication to cure each one individually.
Lord of the Spirit who appeared in that. Ray asked for that mercy, wondering if the God of salvation was indeed there.
But the Spirit God closed his eyes and shook his head small.
"Unfortunately, there is no such thing as magic to heal the unspecified."
"Yes, you are... but you can heal them individually, right? That's fine, can't you ask for it?
Still a big help now. Charstena can't move satisfactorily either, and the majority of the other healers have already used up their magic.
Now, I need a hand at all.
"In any case, it's easy to be individual. But that's a hassle. You're right. Let's try to heal at once."
"No, didn't you just tell me you couldn't?
"I'm not saying anything is impossible. If magic doesn't exist, you just have to make it new. Like this."
The Spirit God raised his hand in the sky, and a rainbow flashed from his palm.
In an instant, the entire city of the Wang capital...... no, the rainbow extends beyond that, falling in seven colors of rain.
Ray put his hand on the pounding and rainy light rain that came down. Then the burn on your hand disappears as you look at it.
"There are no words..."
New magic, like overshadowing traditional healing magic from the ground up. The place of work that instantly created it is exactly God. To this, Charstena, the same god, could not hide his surprise.
"How about this? Now it's time for you to answer this question."
"Oh, oh."
Ray does not fail to be vigilant around him, even as he nods to the Spirit God. Thanks to seeing the power of the Spirit God, the condensed tension was slightly broken, but I did not intend to leave it to the battle.
Knowing or not how Ray felt like that, Spirit God turned his face to Charstena.
"Shirl, what is this prick? I don't suppose High Wheel had this kind of power?
"No, I didn't do this..."
Even though it is the same god, Charstena is behaved like a subordinate scolded by her boss. That was strange to Ray, but there was too much going on, and I was thoroughly sidelined with the feeling that I couldn't follow him anymore.
"So why did this happen? Would the Demon King have been able to kill in High Wheel? Are you confused? I told you to keep your mouth sour. He told me not to pity the devil's men. They killed even their own children once with mercy."
"Chi...... no! Demon King, no, there were more than one demon emperor, Elgrand."
"With more than one? Hmm, that's not a big deal. The report said Reaper also took over the Demon Emperor... I see. Did he exist more than one person?"
I was just listening that far Ray, but I somehow understood how the story was going on right now.
To sum up, the demon emperor, Elgrand, had no idea what he was capable of. Then there's something I can tell Ray. No, it would rather be Ray who knows best what the Demon Emperor is capable of on this occasion.
"Spirit God, there is only one demon king named the demon emperor. That's what he said himself. We can't split anymore. And there were seven of them, and there was only one left."
"Ho, from that mouthful, did you defeat one of the demon kings? You're not inferior to the rest."
inferior.
That being said, Ray, who doesn't know what the criteria are, could not determine the unfairness of that assessment. That irresistible thought pokes my mouth out...
"Who are you comparing me to earlier?... No, well, not now. More likely than not, the last Demon King is still nearby..."
"That can't be."
Ray suppressed his desire to hear goodness, suggesting the possibility that the last Demon King was hiding, but the Spirit God denied it as kippy.
"I don't care why?
"Hmm, I don't even have to put it in my mouth, because this one came here. Not to mention the idiots who come out of their way to be killed. In case the Demon King is stupid, it's better this way."
"End of story...... you say?
It was brittle. To strip Ray of his wrapped mask, just mouthing it was enough.
"Don't be ridiculous......! You came out later, you didn't squeak out! I'm the one who's gonna kill him! Nobody else. Hey, it's me! Don't give this up to anybody. Absolutely!
Once it collapsed, I couldn't hide it anymore. You can't be calm. Forget me, I want to leave myself to this hatred.
But Ray also knew it shouldn't, so he had a lid on him and held him down, but he would casually touch it, so the little lid bounced off easily.
The anxiety that dwells in Charstena's eyes becomes even stronger. The Spirit God spoke out to strengthen and advise the eye end.
"Surrender yourselves to hatred"
"Naturally. Only him, only him, I'm the one with this hand...!
"That only gives rise to sorrow, doesn't it?
"That's... I know. It's just self-satisfaction."
I don't need to be told.
On Ray's lid, Iris, still alive in vengeance, sticks up and doesn't leave.
"But is that bad? Don't take revenge, tell me it won't be anything... yes, I know what you're trying to say. I was until yesterday, too. But..."
Yes, on the head.
In his head, he floats to the tragic death of Iris, who tried to avenge the Empire and the Emperor.
But in my heart.
In the mind, deep and strong emotions strike Ray's mind like a rough wave.
Ray clenched his chest in a grip.
"Give me this feeling... where do I hit it! How am I supposed to lose it?! If I stop revenge, will my father come home? I don't have any more..."
That's the only way I can look at my father...
The words did not last until the end. But that was enough. More than enough, it was conveyed to Charstena that Ray was trying to hide behind his fierce chest and pretend to be calm.
And unconsciously, she was dripping a drop of tears.
That was because it was too hard to watch Ray now.
That's because Ray, desperately trying to hide it, looked like she was hurting herself.
But... I'm not crying. I want to cry, Ray.
That feeling was stuck in that drop of tears.
"... bad, disturbed"
"No, I don't mind. That's what people do. But don't forget. A heart is not just given to anger, hatred, resentment. You can love, rejoice, laugh, grieve."
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Love, joy, laugh, grieve.
Ray wrapped them around his chest, intricately intertwined.
Hate isn't the only thing in my heart.
But this hatred is my heart again.
The feeling was put in a thin box and Ray went deep.