＜Infinite Dendrogram＞

□ Him for her

To her, he was a dangerous man.

I was born, and I've been bleeding and looking worn out since we met.

Not only when we first met.

At one point, he faced a giant undead in the mountains and hung himself to death.

At one point, he hung himself relative to the monster that Super made to defeat him.

At one point, he hung to death illuminated by black stars burning the earth from heaven.

At one point, he fought the demon to death.

So now, “the strongest” and fighting dead... are dead.

Still moving a dead body, still standing up to it.

Neither the pain of his lost lungs nor the likelihood of his own body wanting to cover his eyes should be a reason to stop him from walking (...).

Someone might say 'strong minded' about how he keeps fighting even when he's worn out like that.

But she doesn't think so now.

I even think the word is wrong, saying his heart is strong.

He fought...... many battles dying.

To tell you the truth about her, most of the things that just made it hard to watch.

He died first...... more heartbreaking to himself than when Marie killed him without skin, gradually choosing such a death fight.

That's because she found out the essence of how he was.

It was an accident when Marie killed me.

It doesn't take anyone else's presence, it's just his death.

All I felt at that time was her own grief of helplessness and loss for failing to protect him.

But the dead line he's dived in, including the first battle they've met, is nothing like fighting Marie.

The first time I felt the difference was in the basement of the bandits' towering fort.

When I saw the end of the innocent children who were killed and made undead.

She could tell much of his heart, so she also understood how much he was about to be torn apart.

When I first met her, he was able to protect the life of one child.

But what was in front of him in the basement of the fort was only the result of a life that was not protected by anyone.

His heart was crying.

Then. It was when she began to realize the essence of the way his mind was.

After the incident of the Bandits, they fought to protect the people of Gideon.

I fought to protect the people of the village of Torne and the boy I knew.

I fought to protect the people of Calcellatan.

That's why he's always said that.

- 'Cause you don't have a good aftertaste.

Now she knows.

That word is the reason for his actions and the essence of the way he is.

She had just been born thinking, 'The kindness that can protect someone is what he is all about'.

Or, I thought, 'The Power to Move Pain Forward to Food'.

They are correct, but not completely correct.

The essence of him that she realizes now - 'hurts herself to protect'.

Sad to say kindness, painful to say forward.

I can't overlook the tragedy of someone's, innocent child's, close people's, people I want to protect.

If we overlook the tragedy, his heart will be greatly broken.

As long as I overlook it...... even if I hurt myself, I protect it.

Gain the power to mask heart-breaking tragedies in consideration for your own wounds and suffering.

His essence, which he showed her, is something like that.

She thinks he's not 'strong minded'.

If 'my heart is strong', I would be able to withstand the tragedy (...).

But he's not.

I'm just choosing physical suffering over intolerable mental suffering.

It's just unbearable for someone who was there to suffer and disappear...

That would rather be... 'Weakness of Mind'.

As long as you reach the end of the tragedy, you will do everything in your power to overturn the end no matter how hurt you are.

That's him.

She knows.

I'm not imposing it because it's an avatar that can erase the pain.

I'm sure he would do the same, even if he was in pain.

... On the contrary, even true flesh might do so.

But...... still he is not a special person.

Not a savior trying to save the world itself.

Nor is he a vengeful man to change the world itself.

Follow his heart and protect someone the way his heart wants... just a person.

Visible people, people within reach.

Just someone who overturns the tragedy that plays before his own eyes and resists it to not be a tragic memory.

That's him.

That's why she has words she can't say to him.

'You can close your eyes, block your ears, and run away'... she can't say.

That's the easiest path, and many people choose it.

But she doesn't recommend it.

Inquiries do not encourage escape routes.

She understands him better than anyone, but therefore, she can't speak.

Such as killing people who suffer in front of him and making them run away and rest in peace with those who wanted to protect him... because I know his heart can't.

Because I know his heart will hurt more than his body if he doesn't face the tragedy, even if she can tighten his chest to the figure of him that hurts.

But that's why she loves him.

It's not a 'strong heart' that won't hurt the tragedy.

Nor is he a 'special person' more than the others.

With a broken weak heart and still not fleeing the tragedy, his will to confront the tragedy to protect... she liked it.

That's why even now at this time...... she accepted the only winning measure he proposed.

Even if you know what will happen to his body as a result.

Even if I know what I'm going to do with him.

Again, even if you know your own grief of helplessness and loss.

She chose it.

Only his heart and the wishes caged in her born of him... must be preserved.

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□ ■ Border zones and platforms

Ray and Behemott run in a straight line after each other.

Both speeds are the same.

And they also have the power to reach each other's lives.

Behemot's attack power, which he has shown many times in this battle, is also easy to crush Ray to the point of inaction.

The opposing Ray also adds a fatal hit to the remaining damage counter.

The steep point to be targeted… If you hit the head, neck, and heart of a behemoth, your life can be extinguished by an injury system condition abnormality.

(Aim... left arm!

Because I understand that, Behemot also narrows his aim to one point.

Not with the torso or the head.

Ray does not die during the effects of Last Command.

If you do poorly, you'll shoot a shock instant response with just a thousand chopped upper body and a body without a neck.

Therefore, it is the left arm that holds the winged sword (nemesis) that is targeted.

If you lose the weapon that frees the damage counter, the counter is impossible.

Chop off your left arm, fly your wing sword to the other side, and then crush your whole body.

That's Behemott's complete winning muscle.

Ray also thinks, as Behemott thinks of the winning muscle that way.

I'm thinking about what I should do.

Together, they contemplate the possibility of victory and exhaust the whole spirit to grasp it.

In a much shorter time than a second, scratching an overflowing storm of thought, the two go to the moment of settlement.

――――

The intermission is slightly long lay, ahead belongs to Ray.

At the point in time, Ray wields his wing sword aiming at Behemott's head.

Anywhere above the head.

Even if Behemott's HP is huge enough to exceed 20 million, five percent of its volume will blow up if it is now Revenge.

That five percent is Ray's victory if it's a deadly organ such as the brain.

Winged sword wielded at the same speed as Behemott.

That's my speed for Behemott, and I can even say I miss him since he was super.

But if it's an attack from the front, not the counter...

"- I can see"

Behemott can be avoided in the experience of warfare.

Over a winged sword that plunders his own cheeky body hair, Behemott waves up his right hand.

Activated by Tiger Scratch.

The triple strike crushes Ray's left hand without a trace, turning it into a blood mist, and with the impact he plays the wing sword and beats it with enough momentum to crush it to the ceiling.

(Win...... yet!

Behemott brakes himself to a thought that nearly took away the opponent's means of attack and won.

Behemott knows Ray's previous battles.

I know him now that he got up with a loss of one lung.

And I know it's not the kind of person that stops.

"Oohhhhhhhhhh!!"

Behemott waves his claws simultaneously as he growls.

The right nail wipes out the lower half of Ray's head - his jaw.

The left nail puts both of Ray's legs - erasing his thighs.

Right arm, right foot, left arm, left foot, and neck.

Ray, who lost five bodies, can't even be described as masterful.

Even lethal damage doesn't kill you during Last Command, but now you can't do anything like the [Dead Soldiers] of the past.

It doesn't come true to bite the pattern of the blade, stand on both feet, or even kick the blade up, as it did earlier.

This time, I can't do anything.

(Wins -)

Now it's time for Behemott to think of that word again.

- Something touched the base of Behemott's neck.

(... Huh?

Behemott didn't take any damage from it.

I felt quite a shock, but not enough to exceed Behemott's END.

But it's not about damage or anything.

That... touched was the biggest problem.

Because it's - it's a nemesis blade.

Behemott's thoughts are filled with compressed words.

Impossible.

I should have just bounced off to the other side.

Why is it touching me?

No, in the first place......

- Why is this blade (...) penetrating Ray's body (...)?

The sword should have slapped on the ceiling, why is it growing out of Ray's chest?

That's because this wing sword is not the sword Ray had.

The fourth form of nemesis is the mirror and the double sword.

There's another wing sword.

(Even so, who...!

But Ray didn't have a second wing sword.

You can't use this sword on a ray of arms.

It's also impossible even if it's normal, such as piercing your own body.

There's no way I can.

- Unless someone throws it from the rear of Ray.

――――

And beyond Ray's blood and flesh pieces scattered across the universe... Behemott saw.

It solidified in a position with something thrown...... the appearance of [Gardranda] with only the upper body.

(Still, stay...!

Her summons was still maintained when she was buried in rubble by her upper body alone and thought to have disappeared as it was.

And he hit the first wing sword over Ray to Behemott.

Behemoth could not have guessed that.

Because in the little behemoth of the body, Ray's body in front of him became a wall and I couldn't see the rear of Ray.

As if it had also been woven again.

(Ma... or...)

Assuming this situation was the one Ray was after from the start...... if it's the only winning chance.

(Put yourself... on the hook!?)

Ray himself, aiming at Behemot with his left wing sword, blindfolded him.

And a damage receptacle for accumulating damage counters.

Behind it, [Gardranda] threw another wing sword at Ray.

What Ray had in his left hand was a wing sword with a small amount of damage counter left over that he had already used once.

It is this winged sword that pierces this body that is its destiny, and now it has accumulated enough damage counters after exactly so many attacks.

At the time the Last Command was activated, Ray had even found the word throwaway a vivid winning opportunity.

He swallowed up even the fear that his own five bodies would be crushed, betting everything on the thin, twisted thread of possibility that overshadowed the tragedy.

And - it arrived.

"Vengeance is..."

"Revenge is on me" doesn't have to be used in my hands.

As long as Ray and Nemesis are in contact, they can be used.

Thus, twice before, I let it go with my mouth.

And now - it activates as it pierces Ray's body.

-It's on me.

I pushed and killed Nemesis's emotions... with words that seemed to cry out somewhere, "Revenge is on me" burst into behemoth.

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["Last Command" Effective Time End]

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To be continued