Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

I dance in the sky like a silver dragon.

Aim, mountains on the north side. In Yukino's story, demons should be starting to gush already.

'Saying [me] is supportive won't last that long. Make up your mind. "

I know.

I can't speak in this way, so I hold it in my thoughts.

[Me] 's support kept the burden on the magic circuit under control and minimized damage to the soul. … This will not mean that the magic will become unusable at the moment [circle regression] is solved.

Still, there's a lot of impossibility in calling [Silver Dragon of Ruin that destroyed the world] on me right now. Twenty seconds or so is the limit.

From a point in the mountains, hundreds or thousands of demons continue to gush.

It's all about having three arms, integrating with blades, unnaturally huge horns, and unusual beings while mimicking animals.

Imperial soldiers and fighters were swallowed up by the demon.

He must have been attacked on the spot where the seal was unsealed. I have no sympathy.

enough to think that the mountain itself has become a demon.

... As you can imagine, that's why I chose Silver Dragon of Ruin.

I'll do everything I can because it's soggy.

"GRYYYYYYYYYYY!"

What releases is anti-country witchcraft [Silver Dragon Roar].

Destroy a country with one blow. Forbidden magic. Compared to this, even [charged particle cannon] feels like a toy.

Forced to gather all mana with a radius of 2 km.

And eat it all up and make it crush. Mana spit out all the power that shaped it.

A band of light is tapped into the center of the seal and spread in a circle.

The effect range extended to several kilometres of square.

One of the mountains disappeared and flattened.

But the aftermath doesn't exist. The force that occurs in the phenomenon of the collapse of mana is the power of extinction. Extinguish everything that touches the light.

This blow wiped out more than a thousand demons.

But the demon who survived using his people as shields. Moreover, more than a hundred demons sprang to the demon that it was a demon that sprang after the ejection of [Silver Dragon's Roar].

It's hundreds of years of erna. Yes, it won't run out.

Another shot, I tried to unleash [Silver Dragon Roar], but the current blow depletes the surrounding mana and doesn't gather power.

Then!

I'm winged. We descend sharply to the enemy's location.

On landing, trample the enemy with your forefoot.

Defeat the enemies around you with your tail.

If a large enemy appears, he bites down his throat.

I unleash the next magic trick. It uses its own magic without mana. Name [Naruto].

A thunderstorm rains hundreds of meters around, pouring down.

Fangs, tails, lightning strikes ravage the perimeter.

I don't know how many thousand demons I killed anymore.

Still, demons keep gushing. The amount of Erna that had been suppressed by the seal so far was even worse.

And here comes my limit.

Originally, with mighty power, Silver Dragon is a great burden, both of magic and of soul.

Even for me, who ate thousands of souls, dozens of seconds is the limit.

Four more seconds. In the last four seconds, a little more...

'Don't bother. No more magic left to start the next [Circle Regression] when [Circle Regression] is solved'

My whole body is out of strength.

And I went back to Cyril in the middle of the enemy.

"Become!? What are you gonna do? [Me]! You can't [circle back] with magic anymore!

I yell at my inner self.

However, thanks to the support of Sujina and the efficient [circular regression], if the [circular regression] is released at this time, the magic power of just starting the second [circular regression] can be preserved.

But the recoil that summoned Silver Dragon makes my soul worn out.

In this state, [circle regression] cannot be tolerated.

'What if there's a way to use [circle regression] without putting a load on your soul?

That's the way?

I'm stunned.

'That happens because you take the burden on your whole soul. In the first place, it's us eating our souls and building our strength. Activate it with a personality and soul that [circles back] with one soul of the extra minute that you external. Disconnect the load if it breaks only partially. That way, the body's soul won't be hurt'

I understand the logic.

But that's...

"If you do that, I [circled back]..."

"It'll break. Totally. Never again can that personality be [circular regression]. Whatever it is, pull it aside and cut it off. Naturally. I called, and I'm gone."

I'm out of line.

'What do you care? You're dead once, and we're just sticking around uncompromising.'

I know their past.

I'm getting emotional.

"Besides. You can't just do this to your will. You're going to give me more control over my body than you're going to separate my soul. Only a stranger who can help you convince you. You don't have to be sick. '

"Is that who I am!?

'Oh, just a few, though. They can help you, they can finish. That's what I'm saying. Come on, choose. Past self and what supports you now. Which matters!? Cut yourself loose for the future!

I bite my back teeth and look forward.

I want to protect Elsier, Lucier, Ku, Yukino.

"Die for me. It was me."

I called out to me.

From among themselves, my emotions sprang up, not mine.

'Okay. Let's work together. I'll work with you. I'm four. "

"More so, these four. comforting."

I laugh.

These are comforting people.

I made up my mind to take the lead.

"" Liberation, my soul. The trajectory I left behind on the other side of time, here and now ""

Start chanting to speak strongly within yourself.

Unlike usual, my voice overlaps calling into my chant.

"" What I want is a greedy king who ruled the world of the dark night, whose name is… "

Former name. I read you nostalgic names.

"" Gram Deal! [Circle regression]!

My body is wrapped in light.

[Roundabout Regression], an intrinsic magic, is activated.

My body, where the light has subsided, is wrapped in a pitch-black coat and my hair and eyes are dyed black.

I have long fangs in my mouth.

My body changed to Gramdir's.

Circumflex regression by separating souls. So I didn't become a Glam Deal, I felt like I was looking at my body from afar.

Gramdir initiates sorcery.

"[Red Moon Night]"

Around but wrapped in the dark night, the red moon floats around you like blood.

This is the Glam Deal junction.

Boundaries large enough to cover one city. All creatures as long as they remain within the contiguity will always be devoured of their souls and magic by Gramdir.

Therefore, the demons are eaten one after the other, and become corpses. Living demons are also weaker and weaker.

Gramdir, on the contrary, reinforces the soul, becomes full of magic and exponentially stronger.

The magic that was taken from the root is restored when [Circumflex Regression] was performed on Silver Dragon.

"Me in this day and age...... no, it's Cyril. I hated you."

Gramdir speaks with the neck of a surviving demon, with his enhanced power within the kingdom.

"You're sweet. If that bothered me, I tried to find a path of coexistence while empires and other singles had the power to control by force. While my countrymen are being killed. to its sweetness."

Gramdir was elegant in his appearance to ravage his enemies with overwhelming force.

Probably because he's a nobleman for the night of his birth.

"When you first called me, I dared not give you any advice. Because of that, you were about to be eaten by a brave man. That was deliberate. I was going to have you die because you were uncomfortable watching."

Gramdir's invoked moon adds even more red glow.

Gramdir's movements also increase in intensity.

"... but there was always a smile all around you that I was sweet and hated. Your sweetness made it so. [M] Looking at you on the path I gave up, I began to want to see beyond."

Gramdir's body flashed for a moment.

The limit is already close.

It listed the personality of Gramdir and the detached soul was about to take its limits.

"You don't give up. Hold that sweetness and run through it and show it to me. I'll be the throwaway stone for that. Goodbye."

And my body went from Gramdir's to mine.

There are no more pieces of Gramdir's soul left.

I mourn the disappearing Gramdir and weep. Dominated by revenge, pouring everything into destruction, he's one of my possibilities.

"There's no time to grieve."

Thanks to Gramdir, I can say that the number has decreased considerably, and there are still more than a few hundred demons left.

Continue to increase further.

I know.

Have a new [circle regression].

"" Liberation, my soul. The trajectory I left behind on the other side of time, here and now ""

Today, the third round of regression.

He also decided and singled out the soul to be detached, chose, and burned his personality there.

A wild voice overlaps my voice.

"" What I want is a blacksmith who forged iron and above all himself in a world of steel and scorching, whose name is… "

At the time, I was in a world where alchemy developed in an unusual way.

There is always a world colored by flames, smoke and iron.

I was born into the most metal-savvy species in the world and have been brushing my arms my whole life.

What was his name then...

"" Quiro! [Circle regression]!

I've called you many times, Queiro.

Muscular big man. A Dwarf blacksmith with a hammer in his hand.

But Queiro looked different this time.

It was called with twelve swords.

"[Golem smelting]"

Thirty golems came out of the ground at the same time Queiro started his sorcery.

"Cyril, with my power, you made nothing but a little wisdom, but my lord is the sword. These are twelve of my greatest masterpieces. It is full of magic thanks to Gramdir. With all this magic, I can reproduce it as my gear."

A few golems hold their enemies back, and the golems with swords wave their swords.

"Use my skill in the quest for the supreme sword, and tell the truth, the Lord is a crossbow, a household good, a farm tool. It was pretty teethy. My skill is to make the supreme sword. It's not meant to make such a joke."

Queiro looked grumpy with a beard.

"What the Lord made, then, made man happy. There are people around you who smile. When I saw it, I noticed. That's what blacksmiths are for. In retrospect, there was only one around me who feared me, who hated me, who possessed the magic of the sword.... I looked at your Lord and envied him. So I decided to help."

Laughs softly at.

"Bye, I'm not going to deny myself for the supreme sword. If there is repentance in my lifetime, that it did not reach the Supreme Sword. You know what? Cyril! I mean, blacksmiths. It was with the festival. And war is a festival of beasts! Then let the festival be celebrated with all my strength. Come on, my generation of festivals, carve them into your soul!

The golems wave down the Devil's Sword.

The Devil's Sword sprinkles fire, winds, crushes, cleaves dimensions, and divides countless.

The demons were ravaged and it was Queiro alone who stood there.

"This is the power of the Devil's Sword. The power that I have created over my lifetime. Do you make so much stuff, Lord? Kids, respect it."

Quiro crushing to contentment. I had a slightly manly grin on it.

... and the presence of Queiro was crushed and scattered.

"Thank you, Quiro"

I snap like a squeeze.

There was an abnormality around him.

Like before, we don't produce demons in the dark clouds.

Just the kind of Elna move that focuses everything on one demon.

Silver dragon falbunille. Vampire Glam Deal. Blacksmith Queero.

With those three powers, most of Erna disappeared.

And that seems to have made you feel dangerous to me.

Erna shapes a single dragon.

Somewhere, it resembled Silver Dragon Falbunir.

You can't win with half-baked power.

"" Liberation, my soul. The trajectory I left behind on the other side of time, here and now ""

My voice overlaps that of a young man.

I'm the one I trust the most.

And the first time I called.

I used it most alongside Queiro.

"" What I want is a knight who remained noble in the world of vanity, whose name is… "

Former name. I read you nostalgic names.

"" Deet! [Circle regression]!

My body, the armor, the helmet. And he turned into a knight equipped with a two-handed sword.

When I first became Deet, it was a simple armor of novice-equipped iron.

But not now, full of magic.

Orihalcon armor engraved with magic letters. The Devil's Sword that sharpened the fangs of the dragon.

Level is 99 max. There was the strongest knight there, specializing in one-on-one.

Deet lays down his sword and stares at the giant dragon that Erna is made of.

With the dragon roaring, he spat out a fireball.

Deet advances. And fireballs, torn apart.

"You said Gramdile and Queiro didn't like you."

Deet laughs small.

"Actually, I hate you, too."

The dragon tries to snuff Deet off with his tail.

Deet shields his sword and accepts his tail.

No, this isn't just defense. Deet stands the blade.

A blade devoured my tail.

On the tail where the blade devoured, the tail swelled and burst like a balloon as Deet poured his fighting spirit.

"GRYYYYYYYYYY!"

The dragon screams.

Deet's sword glows, and the spiral of magical letters wraps the sword. Keep up the speed and go through the side of the dragon.

In doing so, he mutilated the Achilles tendon of the dragon.

The dragon breaks the balance.

"I'm a knight. I tried to be the right knight than anyone else. From what I can tell, your actions are too visible. Despicable, vile, humble."

Deet started pouring magic and struggle into his sword to wield his special moves.

"... but you were desperate to protect your loved ones. I'll admit it there. I'm in chivalry. I was so, so bound by crappy smugness, I couldn't protect my beloved. For the first time since I failed, I realized it wasn't the rules that a true knight would follow."

Deet flies high.

The magic and fighting spirit in the sword is unleashed. The body gathers light and becomes a sword of light exceeding ten meters.

Swing it down from the top and pay even more sideways.

The cross slaughter is carved into a fuzzy dragon, causing an intense explosion where the two slaughters overlap.

The dragon disappears without a trace.

At the same time, it takes and absorbs Dragon's soul and magic with Deet's inherent abilities.

That restored the lost magic.

The signs of Erna disappeared from the perimeter.

Don't you regret it.

And Deet disappears, too.

Snuff your teeth and endure the loss.

I will not waste their sacrifice.

I stopped the first eruption of Erna at the expense of the three of us.

"It's Too Far To Be Relieved"

"Oh, I know"

The thing is, the accumulated Elna just erupted.

If you let go of the broken seal, Erna will immediately continue to create the demons.

On the contrary, Elna flows in, finding her way out of other seals that are all over the world.

There is no respite. We need a re-seal right now.

"[Me], can we seal it again?"

"Possible."

"I guess [I] knew this was gonna happen."

'Course I do. So [I] made me assume that I could re-seal it at any time.

Yes, I've always assumed that re-sealing is something that can be done without any risk.

That's what [me] assumed.

"That's okay."

'I'm ready. It's time for [me] to end. I'm not as nice as [me] left, so watch out.'

I close my eyes.

I think [I] liked you a lot.

But I don't hate it.

"" Liberation, my soul. The trajectory I left behind on the other side of time, here and now ""

My voice overlaps that of a magnificent magician.

I try to speak strongly inside myself and start the magic.

"" What I want is a madness archdeacon who lit a world of despair, whose name is… "

Former name. I read you nostalgic names.

"" Shjina! [Circle regression]!

My body is wrapped in light.

[Roundabout Regression], an intrinsic magic, is activated.

With the light in my body, I wear a magician-like robe. With a liturgical wand fitted with earth, fire, wind, water and four colored demonic stones, he became a mid thirties human figure holding down long gray hair with hair decorations with silver-working gems.

Yes, only Szyna can be re-sealed.

And the only way to call Shujina in this current situation is to trump her soul.

Shjina knew everything.

"Let's just say it for once. I liked Cyril. You're funny and you're a good one. And a little bit like me."

No way, I didn't expect Sugina to praise me.

"Begin re-sealing now"

That's what Szyna said, putting up a wand and boosting her magic.

But......

"Dad!"

One girl jumped in.

Beautiful blond girl.

The only presence in the world with the proven [emerald eye] of High Elf.

... were you still alive?

"Long time no see. Ashno."

Ashno hugs Shujina and weeps.

"All this time, I missed you. Dad."

"Me too. I've always wanted to see Ashno. I've always been worried."

"Liar. You've been running around."

"It was for Ashno. Parents are in trouble if they can't leave. If we meet, we'll expect the next one. I'm already dead."

"But this is how he came back"

"Right. I want to thank God that I could give you a hug like this"

Shjina strokes Ashno's head and smiles.

It was a beautiful laugh. The face of a father who loves his daughter.

"But we don't have time for this anymore. I'll be done in less than three minutes. I can't even reincarnate. The real end. I could've told you I'd see you again before, but there's no next time."

Yes, the moment Szyna said it. Ashno's expression makes him cry.

"Dad, there's nothing you can do."

"I can't help it"

Szyna strongly affirms.

And Shjina and Ashno nodded eyes to eye.

"Dad, I can help you."

"Thanks, Ashno"

"The last filial piety. I can't do this alone. I can do anything with my father."

"Oh, there's nothing we can't do."

The magic of Shjina and Ashno increases.

And spinning magic.

I thought it was beautiful. The ultimate in magic theory. Extreme operating speed, supreme configuration.

I've been distracted.

The realm that I can't reach right now.

And the witchcraft between the two was completed, and the re-sealing of Erna was completed.

I get a rash at Sugina.

A precursor to the extinction of the soul.

"Last sorcery. We had fun together, Ashno. And you've gotten better."

"Well, you've grown, haven't you?

"Yeah, glad to see my daughter grow up"

Szyna's voice began to blur.

"I already seem to be the limit. Ashno, can I do you a favor?

"Whatever your father wants."

"The first is, will you help me now? Still immature and stubborn"

"Yeah, okay"

"Second, make me happy"

The moment Szyna finishes saying that. Shjina smashed.

Return to me.

"Just listen to me and go..."

Ashno looked at me, laughed in tears, and said so.