Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

Dropping off Seyya and Gilanel looking ahead, Arthur looks at the blue dragon that still lingers above him, yet turns his consciousness to Dalta, who trembles like a abandoned kitten behind it. I didn't need to point my gaze at anything. I didn't have to turn my gaze, because I found out what state Dalta was in.

"Damn, I hope this is the only time you're freaking out."

Arthur snapped like he was in trouble. But that word is one I can say because I'm Arthur, who has had another experience, and it would be cruel to demand the same from Dalta, who is still inexperienced.

Blue Dragon, who can't possibly be watching those two well, releases a brace of water again from his mouth, which unfolded a blue demon square toward them. Arthur shoots down the impending Blue Dragon brace with a slash with the magic of light attributes, jumping straight at once and approaching Blue Dragon.

About a few drops of water from the braces splashed by Arthur's slaughter fall on Dalta's cheek.

"Hih!?

Darta shakes her body as if a ghost appeared in front of her when she said a few drops of water just touched her cheeks. I don't think D'Arta will be useful in this fight to see how it goes.

(Help me... help me, Seiya...)

Trembling as he layered his hands to pray, D'Arta even called Seyya's name in his heart. I don't expect Seyya to show up on this occasion because I called her in my heart. Because Seyya put down D'Arta earlier and headed for further trials.

That's why Dalta doesn't want to attack Seyya. I'm just trying to calm myself down by chanting Saiya's name in my heart.

But Dalta doesn't even know why she's calling Saiya's name. The first name that came to mind in this fear was just Seyya. That name is not just a name. By mentioning that name, D'Arta had managed to remain conscious in the fear that she was still going to lose her mind.

"Shit, don't you come back yet"

Arthur, who was in sight of the trembling Dalta from a distance, is battling Blue Dragon remembering some frustration. The cause of that frustration is, of course, D'Arta, who is still frightened by fear. But that frustration is not because D'Arta is useless in this fight. I couldn't forgive Dalta for not trying to fight because it would rather be useful.

"D'Arta, you're not a freaking vessel to this extent!

Arthur screams as he strikes the face of the blue dragon with the Holy Sword Excalibur. He releases a brace of blue dragons beaten in the face with a roar of anger, but scatters them before Arthur's slaughter. And as the blue dragon rose further to take the distance, Arthur landed beside Dalta as he shot his magic disorderly toward the blue dragon that took the distance.

"Hey, Dalta, are you listening?"

"Yes!

D'Arta responds to the call of angry caged Arthur. I see tears in those eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"Huh?"

"That's why I hear what you're doing here."

With that said, what have I come here to do? Dalta to think into Arthur's inquiry.

At first, as a servant of Seyya, who became a premier magician, to serve on his first assignment, deliveries to Arthur. In fact, Arthur was the one who was supposed to be the executor of the planned assassination of Seyya with powers that the Episcopal Church could not handle behind that mission. But Arthur, who was supposed to be its executor, was actually on his side, and he went to see Gillanell, who ruled the current Dacrya, and from there he now visited this Kirrell Mountains.

"That, how did I get here..."

D'Arta, who doesn't know for herself.

(Because I'm Saiya's servant? No, I'm not. I don't think I can get this far because I'm a servant. Besides, Seiya doesn't see me as a servant. Then how did I get here? You could have escaped. Besides, you knew you wouldn't blame Seyya for running away. Then how did I get here?

At the same time as asking himself, recent events here run through Dalta's head like a running lantern. All those events are fresh experiences that D'Arta has been through. If normal people ask, they might lose their hips on the anomaly. But it's just an important memory for D'Arta.

(Oh well...)

D'Arta understands as he recalls. The answer was simple.

"I've come this far because I want to help Seyya."

That's the driving force that allowed Dalta to get this far. Seyya treated herself as a reciprocal being who was supposed to be an employee of the Episcopal Church. Seiya helped me face my past and hit my parents' revenge. And Seiya, who relied on me for believing in herself, who was a poncho maid.

I want to help Seyya like that.

The moment I thought so, wonder stopped Dalta's body trembling. There is no more fear of the Warcraft. Saiya told me. He said he could do it himself. Then I want to live up to Saiya's expectations like that.

"You can go!

D'Arta looks at Aolong with a rough look that makes her feel determined. There is no dust there to be frightened by the horrors of earlier. This was the strength of a girl named Arthur Knew Dalta. For her, fear is a trivial wall she can overcome.

Because D'Arta has been through so much despair that she can't compare to a blue dragon.

(Hmm, that's fine)

Arthur knew a girl named Dalta. No, I should say I finally remembered. The two have met once in the past. But we just forgot what happened to each other. Even so, I don't seem to recall Darta.

(Time flies fast. I had no idea that little girl would be so splendid)

Arthur stares at Dalta as if he misses it somewhere. But that's enough to immerse yourself in memories. There are still strong enemies in front of us.

Arthur, with a slight grin, asks Dalta.

"Let's go?

"Yes!"

"Don't pull your leg."

"Yes!"

Having thus overcome his fears, Dalta confronted Aoyagi, who, with Arthur, stared at the two from far above.