Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

Dion thought if Seiya had put herself down and ran away. But soon I understood the idea was different. No, they made me understand.

"Wow."

"Ahhh."

"Guh."

It was the three magicians who were behind the opponent's troops who fell down with a lot of blood from their necks with screams. There are firm marks of slaughter with sharp blades on its neck.

"What!?

A man of leadership suddenly sprays blood from his neck behind him and sees his fallen men, shouting surprises.

I don't know what happened.

That's what everyone who was on this occasion thought.

But this was not the end of the nightmare.

In the next moment, what a sudden five people erupt blood from their necks and fall. And scars like those slashed with sharp blades that will remain on their necks without exception.

"" No, no, no, no, no. ""

At the same time that everyone in the other troop feels terrified by that tragic sight, they fear that their necks will be slashed next.

(Maybe!?

Dion suddenly saw his opponent's troops bleeding out of his neck to despair and wondered if the killer was Seyya. Though I find my thoughts incredible, I look at the body that has been beheaded, which continues to grow, and I am convinced that the killer is Seyya.

Dion remembered his inner fear in Seyya, who mows his opponent's neck without any hesitation.

(How can you kill people without hesitation?!?

That would have been what I thought even if it wasn't Dion.

But from those who know the circumstances, Seyya's actions are natural.

The opponent is a unit of Dacrea hostile to the Kingdom of Leiria. Their purpose is reign, or ruin, of Leiria. And the reason I've been intruding in this Leirian magic tournament is eighty-nine, the beginning and end of the leading magicians of Leirian's future.

The opponent comes to kill this side relentlessly.

If you don't want to be killed, you don't hesitate, this one has to kill the other.

That seems cruel, but there's no choice in a real fight. It's an inevitable reality in a battle where interests collide.

Killing someone naturally means that you are prepared to be killed, too.

But despite that readiness, the other magicians wondered why this had happened.

One relentlessly beheaded companion after another, I don't see him beheading, maybe myself next, such fear strikes me.

"Ghaaaa."

One starts running away with an odd voice.

But the next moment the man is slashed in the neck and falls to the ground.

"Stop. Whoa."

One begins to wield the weapon he had in the dark.

But where I wielded my weapon there was a natural way of looking at it. That's pretty close, too.

"Are you stupid?"

Someone tried to pay attention to the man, but it was too late.

The weapon of a man wielded without darkness slashes, slaps and hurts about his companions.

There is no longer a word there that we have been governed.

They all go crazy with unbearable fear.

"Stop, stop..."

A man of leadership desperately tries to take control of his people, but at that time he didn't look like one. To be precise, everyone was killed in an attack from Saiya, or one of his peers.

The only man left is a leader.

"No, no, no, no."

The man escaped at full sickness when he saw the hell painting spreading in front of him.

"I didn't ask, I didn't hear"

A man of leadership who remembers the words he was told beforehand while running.

He was told this beforehand.

The other guy is just a kid. Naturally, I get hesitation when I kill. Besides, this crew is pretty powerful, so it won't be a problem.

What a child. I have no hesitation whatsoever in killing.

What a powerful person. I lost without a hand or a leg. Rather than, it hasn't even been a battle in the first place.

That is a unilateral annihilation.

Incredible, thirty of us were made devastated by the hand of one boy.

"Ugh..."

The man who was running away with all his strength suddenly feels pain in his right leg and falls to the ground.

"Damn......"

When the man who fell to the ground looked at his right leg, there was a dagger that pierced his thigh deeply.

And understand immediately. That this dagger belonged to that boy.

"Hey, let me know what you want"

It was the blonde blue-eyed boy who appeared in front of the man as if he had traveled momentarily. A slight magic of light attributes was felt from its body.

"Damn it, kill it"

The man was ready and told to kill him.

That manifests itself in a willingness to say nothing.

But there's no way Saiya would allow that.

Say it.

"No, no, no, no."

The man is drunk by the overwhelming killings unleashed from Seyya.

"You... who..."

The killing spirit is not what the seventeen-year-old boy has. It's a clear difference.

I couldn't understand how many people a man could possibly kill if he killed them.

"Say what you want. What's Dacrea's ultimate purpose?

"Ma'am... how do you know Dacrya"

Saiya is also a man who is surprised when the word Daklia comes out of his mouth. But Seiya doesn't have any gentleness enough to accompany a man.

Just say what you want.

"Ugh..."

The man who was poised to kill, which had become so dense many times earlier, instantly understood.

This man says he sucks too much.

"Okay. I say, I say, forgive me."

It generated an overwhelming fear, a desire to live.

The killing spirit emanating from Seyya was enough to break a man's readiness.

"Our aim is to destroy Leiria's promising stocks."

"So, what's the main culprit?

Even Saiya knows what they're after.

What I really want to hear is who planned this operation.

"It's..."

"Wouldn't you say?

"Okay, say it, say it, say it"

The man, driven by fear, answers the name of the main culprit.

"Detodelion, it's Detodelion-Berzebub, the Demon King"

"I see. The ultimate goal is an empty Mammon chair."

"Why did you do that?!?

The man is stunned that Seyya knew Mamon's chair was empty, but if you try from Seyya you know and deserve it.

Because Seyya is the tenant who left Mamon's chair empty.

"Okay. Enough."

"Then what?"

The man thought his life had been saved. But Seiya is not so sweet.

"Oh, I've already used it"

"What!? You…"

The man stares at Seyya, but if you look from Seyya, he has no clue.

"That's the one you misunderstood on your own."

"Damn, I'll send you to the afterlife too."

The man stares at Seyya and exercises a certain magic.

It's the last hand to wipe out all the surroundings, at the price of all your magic.

"Dark Earthquake."

At least just Seyya, the last hand a man let go of ready to die.

But Seiya squeaks in her heart without changing one complexion.

("Dark Wave")

Magic that doesn't even need to be in your mouth anymore.

The magic of the dark attributes released from Seyya instantly extinguishes the man's 'Dark Earthquake'.

That was similar when the men's troops first exercised their magic.

"Oh no you..."

Where a man nearly said something, the man's life was exhausted. To be precise, a man's life was terminated by Seyya.

(What a person...)

Dion had lost his word in the furious unfolding.

I seriously wonder if what's happening in front of me right now is a dream, Dion.

By then the power of Seyya had been immense.

He erased the magic unleashed by nearly thirty people in an instant, relentlessly tailoring his opponents one after the other at an unobtrusive speed, and at the end of the day he tailored his opponent's leadership with an overwhelming killing spirit.

(Is it something that grows so far in just one year!?

Dion really wonders if he and Seiya are one thing different.

There was no Saiya's name at last year's Leirian Magic Games. That means Seiya didn't have enough power to compete in the Leirian Magic Games last year.

But now Seyya has the overwhelming power, which may also line up with the strongest Real of that generation. That means I've gained that power in the past year.

I don't believe it.

Dion thought so from the bottom of his heart.

"Dion."

"Ha, yes"

Suddenly Saiya calls about Dion, and Dion is surprised.

Saiya says against Dion like that.

"Be prepared. From now on, it's war."

"Yes!... Yes?

Suddenly Dion, who was said to be at war, heard it in a dumb voice.

I knew this guy didn't know what he was thinking. I think so, Dion.