Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

That day some of the terrain in the Killer Mountains, where a loud roar sounded, changed. Earlier roars are still wooden because the point where the roar originated was the deep interlude of the Killer Mountains.

"Uh-oh. I'm still gonna jinx it."

D'Arta flaunts his face while keeping his own ears down. Her damage would have subsided to the extent of tinnitus, thanks to the wall of water attributes that Dalta had unfolded softly. Having minimized its damage by hitting the sedation of the water attribute against the relentlessly impending roar, it made me think that Dalta's speed of judgment and hands-on performance to the point of exercising it was quite powerful even from the two people who generated the roar.

"Sorry, thanks"

"Yeah, naturally. My role is to protect Saiya.

Saiya, who escaped the roar thanks to D'Arta, gives thanks, puts his chest up that D'Arta deserves it. On the other hand, Arthur and Gillanell, who were not protected by Dalta's deployed barrier, seem to have escaped difficulties by controlling their fighting.

"And you did it flashy"

Seiya snapping at that while watching the sight spread in front of her. The words also indicate the silent consent of Dalta, who stands next to him.

What spreads in front of both of them is a big, pompous hole in the mountain skin. Until earlier, hard, hot rock skin was swept away like a lie. It's such a fine hole that you can't even predict how the hell you were born if something you don't know the circumstances saw that hole, but there was someone with an expression who looked dissatisfied when you saw it.

The person is Gilanel, who stands in front of Seyya. Gilanel complains as he looks at the large hole that currently spreads.

"Couldn't you have done something better"

Ahead of Gillanell's words is Arthur, the tenant who created the hole. Unlike Gilanel, who exercised wide-area magic to make the annihilation of the Warcraft a priority, Arthur's attack, which merely unleashed magic at the mercy of his might, was overkill to annihilate the Warcraft.

But Arthur doesn't show how he cared.

"Really? If you don't do this, it won't be enough."

"It's too much of anything. Change the terrain and what?"

"You're fine with that. People don't come here."

"That may be..."

"Besides, it's more exciting to change the shape of a mountain like it's been for hundreds of years, right?

"You..."

Gillanell holding his head in Arthur's words. Behind that there was a Dalta figure whose head froze because of a non-standard story, but nobody cared. More than that, because I couldn't afford to care less.

"Shit, it's still gushing"

"This doesn't make sense."

Gillannel with Arthur, who threw up somewhere hateful. At the end of their gaze a number of warcraft appeared that made them want to say where the hell they came from.

"Seriously."

Despite the destruction of a peripheral strip of warcraft together in the two attacks that created the roar, Seiya can't hide her surprise that so many warcraft soon appeared. Seiya, who was said to be as good as the Dalis Grand Canyon before arriving in this Kirel Mountains, did not encounter any warcraft so far in the Dalis Grand Canyon. In other words, Seyya feels that the Kirel Mountains are a tougher place than Daris Grand Canyon.

"Hmm?"

But Seiya soon finds herself strange.

"The Warcraft passes by?

Keep your mouth shut of the sight of Dalta recovering from the freeze awake in front of you.

D'Arta is right, the warcraft that emerged from somewhere, unlike earlier, strike the Seyyas, but slip by the Seyyas as if fleeing something.

"I wonder if the magic was good earlier"

D'Arta says that, but I'm sure Seiya is different in her heart. If the Warcraft were to see the two attackers flee, they would rather run in the opposite direction. But the beasts of warfare flee toward the Saiyas.

There was one conclusion to be drawn from that.

"Is something going on up ahead?"

Seiya's twinkle spilled out of her mouth with no intention of telling anyone. Arthur and Gillanell grin when they hear such a crush.

"Apparently, you're awake."

"Oh. You're a pretty good sleeper."

The two of you are sure of something as you watch the warcraft escape. Seiya asks against those two.

"What do you mean?

"Meaning as it is"

"Yes, that one woke up."

"Is that it?"

Seiya necks off at words she doesn't know what the hell she's describing. That's the same thing with D'Arta standing next to Seyya, saying, "What is that?" I'll snap my neck.

Gillanell adds an explanation for two people who are not sure what's going on.

"He is the Lord of the Killer Mountains."

"Lord? That means Seyya fights?

"Yes, I'm the one who can't avoid going through to get the night attribute, Master Seiya."

D'Arta takes a breath when she hears Gilanel's description. It would be immeasurable for Dalta to breathe even though he would not fight his Lord. Arthur and Gillanell's strength, seen earlier in front of him, is one of the strongest magicians D'Arta has ever seen. But I had no idea how powerful that Lord was that the Warcraft feared more than such magicians.

"You're less frightened than I thought, Emperor."

"Hmm? Sort of."

Arthur admires Seyya for her perseverance. From that face, Seiya, it seemed that you thought you would have more fear of the Lord.

"Naturally. Master Seyya will inherit the name of the Great Demon King."

Proud gilanel for some reason. Oh, no. Leave Gillanell alone. Arthur keeps talking.

"I know you do, but you're a pretty powerful enemy."

"I guess."

"Are you calm enough to be experiencing Darris Grand Canyon?

"I don't know. You don't know unless you actually fight it."

"That's dependable"

Arthur gives a delightful look at Saiya's answer. That's the same with Gilanelle, staring at Seyya somewhere she might miss it.

(What the hell is this...)

At this time, there was a certain anomaly in Seyya's body. It's like something's about to wake up in you. Seyya had felt this feeling before. That's when the Demon King mode activates, another Seiya who sleeps inside Seiya. Even if it didn't activate, there were many times when the Demon King's powers wandered.

But this time it felt different. That cannot be expressed in words, but something different from the power of the Demon King. Saiya, not Saiya. That's the way it is.

Because of its discomfort, Seyya had no fear of the Lord's power in the Kirel Mountains. Hey, I couldn't hold you.

(Are you refusing to be afraid?

I have to be confused by the sense of mystery that boils within me, Seiya. But no matter how much I thought, I couldn't come to a conclusion.

It's okay. I'll protect it. So don't worry. "

Something squeaked so inside Seyya. But the voice never reached Seyya.