Invincible Magician ~Akashic Record Overwrite~

Gossip Circumference 1 THE END [side Christina - The End of the World]

"The Princess Witch" - Christina Irv Vain, one of the "Three Virgins," stared untouched at the body of a man whose neck she snapped.

Two, dye your cheeks, remembering that you are not wrapped around a thread, and hide with your hands where you should hide.

The sword, the artifact that flew the neck of the man, has already disappeared, and all that exists in the majestic "Between the Fountains" are the goddess and the naked beauty, the body without head, and the head without body.

In that situation, Kristina has an irresistible "expression of shame that has exposed herself nude to the thinker".

It is a different landscape.

- I had to, because I was taught.

When you meet the "brave man," you must have no shame.

- The nuns who take care of themselves from the time they were meant to be.

The old woman in a position to bind it has asked me many times.

Though the person in that position, who is an old woman by definition, has also been replaced several times, what Christina is told was the same even though people changed and didn't want to be on the dimension.

I must keep what I am told.

I absolutely must protect it.

Do not talk to anyone other than "brave men". You shouldn't even show your skin. If you make a mistake, you must punish them divinely and smudge them.

Otherwise, you will lose the power of the "princess witch" given to you by God (...) or (...) and (...) be (...) (...).

So Christina killed a man who wasn't a "brave man" without hesitation with his strongest "move".

I am not a brave man.

I hear that if you are a brave man, all attacks of the "Virgin" will be nullified.

Even Kristina, the "princess witch," developed a little surprising magic, but whoever was crying in her neck and torso there was no "brave man".

So it's okay to kill him.

You have to kill him.

I have killed demons (monsters) several times, but this is the first time I have killed a person.

For some reason my hands are shaking, but I don't feel anything in my heart.

I'm assuming you don't feel it.

Christina had given up thinking for a long time.

For some time after I got my mind on it, I didn't.

I had no parents, no friends my age, no siblings I was supposed to be, but there were times when I was innocent that it was like that.

He was surrounded by a rigorous but proper education and nuns who worshipped and served the spoiled self of God, yet tender, and he also spoke of me as a child.

Some of them treated themselves not as "princesses" but as "princesses," and lamented the situation in this underground temple where they were forced to have rigorous education, training and prayer.

Instead of being a "princess," there was even someone who would treat me as one girl.

Glad, so happy, Christina missed them so much.

Some were pleased to be trusted by one of the key "Virgins" who would save the world, sneaking up on what they were not supposed to have to teach, and behaving as a distant friend of their age.

Sometimes Christina would have been such an attractive girl that even those carefully selected by a number of Gias would have made her do so.

But that kind of person is gone.

Why? And no one will answer me if Christina asks.

I just shake my neck to the side with a face that smears fear with no expression.

I'm not the only one who misses me.

Someone who didn't ask what he said.

A selfish person.

Because it doesn't fit somewhat, and someone who was responding cold.

Guys, they're gone at some point.

I thought it was the scariest thing in this world when I was in the mood, even the old lady who had put together the nuns, "If the princess would listen to us, no one would be gone," she told me with a constantly gentle, but somewhere lonely look, and she was gone in a few days.

Young Christina got scared.

Everyone who talks selfishly, doesn't ask, or gets along will be gone.

And nobody tells me what happened to that person.

I must keep what I am told.

I absolutely must protect it.

Because if you don't, someone (...) who got involved with you (...) is (...) from Ku (...) Ru (...).

That's how Christina went without opening her heart to anyone and became the ideal "princess witch" to honestly listen to what was said.

Events that further accelerate it happen when I'm nine years old.

In the peripheral realm of the Kingdom of Vain, there were demons (monsters) that could not be helped by even the "Thirteen Apostles", regular armies or the Adventurer's Alliance.

The crusade was laid to Christina, the "princess witch", by the Pontifical Office.

The emotions of being excited about the world outside for the first time, or anxious about exercising one's power for the first time, were still there by then.

I was just trying not to put it on the table.

But as soon as I moved to the designated location with a "transfer (teleport)," all my expectations and anxieties were filled with fear.

Regular armies from all countries who stand up for their lives and the elite Alliance of Adventurers to keep the giant demons (monsters) from moving any further into the space where humans live.

The magicians of the mobilized Church punch in until they have exhausted the "magic" that is the fruit of prayer, and the "thirteen uses" also punch in each "great magic" without sparing.

It's the first time I've seen it, fighting demons (monsters) and people.

It was a unilateral genocide.

People's weapons don't work on monsters.

Even the "magic" that is said to be the power of God cannot be a decisive hit.

Nevertheless, it's not that it hasn't scratched at all.

From where swords and bows have passed, blood may be shed, and the part where magic strikes directly may be carbide.

If you keep on attacking repeatedly for a long time, you might be able to defeat any of them.

If only the giant demon (monster) would stand still there.

Naturally, that can't be true.

A group of people who have suffered minor hand injuries are extinguished in dozens by the braces thrown out by demons (monsters) in a small way.

The shield originally smashes even the magic defenses deployed by the wizard, and the demon (monster) braces burn people.

At that moment, Christina almost threw up, understanding that there were dozens of people (...) nah (...) and (...) y (...) ru (...).

Despite such desperate circumstances.

Despite the fact that there are so many (...) people (...) who have already been unable to take it back.

They saw Christina and cheered.

I can handle this, he said.

We don't have to send monsters to the city where our family lives.

My buddy is dead A (...) Fi (...), but we say we have A (...) Fi (...) who dies buying time until the "princess witch" does something about it.

I wanted to scream for you to stop.

I wanted to escape with fear and heavy pressure.

I was scared from the bottom of my heart that the fine adults believed in themselves unconditionally.

I barely escaped because I understood that if I could not do something, not only would the people in my eyes now see me, but all the people they were trying to protect would be ravaged by demons (monsters).

I figured it out, so I did the fastest I could.

I ate so many teeth that I was about to rattle, I moved myself as I had repeatedly trained that I was distracted from when I was meant to be.

I don't really remember what happened.

If he noticed, his trembling body was covered with a sacred cloth by several priests, wrapped in an angelic cheer and flabbergasted.

I heard that a giant demon (monster) that I didn't think I could do anything about was slaughtered in one blow by the power of a "princess witch".

Then Christina killed her heart even more, faithfully defended what was said, and worked silently and without any objection to rigorous education and training.

Remember if you say you need a way to sell your charm to Master "Brave".

I learned everything when I was told that I needed to be a lady.

It actually didn't matter to Christina, such as Dear "Brave Man" who doesn't even know if he would show up.

What Christina feared was that her deficiencies would result in the loss of the "princess power given to her by God".

If you had drowned people in your own power that saved the world, it might still have been easier.

But Christina feared from the bottom of her heart that the "ability to save people from monsters" she had lived in would be lost because of her lack of selflessness and impudence.

It is an ideal "princess witch" who kills her heart and does not betray everyone's expectations, as she is told but obeys.

Or too gentle, but therefore, I may have had to.

If you play posing as a madman, don't be a madman.

Christina, who had no choice but to do so, really died by continuing to do so.

To the point where there is no hesitation whatsoever in carrying out what needs to be done and what has been ordained.

It was completed not as one girl named Christina, but as an input to the power of God, fulfilling the duty of the "princess witch".

So now, without any hesitation, I'm going to cut off the head of a mysterious man, kill him, and act like he's going to show shame as taught.

That was supposed to happen.

My heart should have died already.

Yet I can't stop shaking my hands.

Tremors are spreading throughout the body, not just in the hands.

What have I done now?

You can't lose the power to protect people, so you killed someone who committed contraindications just like you were taught.

Is that it?

To avoid losing power to protect people, kill people...

I stopped thinking because I felt like something I shouldn't have thought about.

I'm good at that.

I can't stop my body from trembling, but I always do things like stop thinking.

Oh, yeah, we'd better do something about the body before the nuns come and make a scene.

Corpses?

No, you don't have to think about it.

Using the power of the "princess witch," you can start without a trace.

That's fine.

That way, as usual, I can get back to my proper "princess witch" self.

Christina was thus stunned with her eyes on the corpse she had separated into her head and body.

I wonder what time it's been surprising, and Christina thinks it's blurry.

No, I did feel surprised when I saw the man who had moved (teleported) here without incident, who was supposed to be protected by multiple boundaries.

About to speak from myself.

If you're just going to end it, you should have put an earlier blow in from behind, but somehow you're the one who didn't.

But now Kristina was starting to be more surprised and confused than when she first confronted the demon (monster) than when she exercised her "princess" powers.

The corpse turns itself into light and spreads.

With so much momentum that I can't stop myself, it spreads quickly, not only on this occasion.

At the same time, I can see numerous lives disappearing.

No pain, no pain, probably not even notice, people, animals, microbes, even demons (monsters) disappear with great momentum.

It's dying, not getting killed.

Customer (...) and (...) yu (...) ku (...).

The "princess witch" herself knows why.

Not only this underground temple already exists, but none of the creatures of the king's capital exist.

- The world is ending.

Intuitively so.

But I don't know why.

Is killing an earlier man who is not a brave man the trigger?

It is forbidden, but I do not think that is the case. Use a transfer (teleport) and move to the ground.

If you think about it, it's been a really long time since I've decided what to do with myself.

I couldn't believe it, like I do what they say I can't do.

There's nothing to make you feel alive, move to the Plaza of the King's Capital.

Particles of light diffused from a man's body now also cover the sky, and the world is ending.

It was a sight like a lie.

The sun falls, and the stars shining in full heaven are lost from all heaven as the lights of the city go out.

The moon in Jomtien is no longer folded with (...) if (...) if (...).

Next is the sky.

As if it had originally been giant vitreous, a tiny beard runs all over the heavens, so that it descends to the earth, and the sky is gone.

Next on the ground.

From the horizon, turn it into a particle of light so that the ground can rise.

The world is losing it.

Scary (...) Y (...).

Christina was afraid from the bottom of her heart.

There are no more people who tried to defend themselves with the power of their own "princess witches".

As the world itself tries to return to light, it is an absolute fear that Christina, who is still shaped and conscious because of her power.

No longer in the sky or on earth, in the wreckage of the former world, which was becoming only a particle of light, Christina had for the first time activated the power of the "princess witch" in full for herself alone.

The golden junction should not pass through anything harmless to itself.

Its absolute junction, spread over hundreds of meters in radius, also disappears like sugar confectionery by touching particles of light.

Scary.

Scary.

Was the man earlier, "a great disaster"?

Will the world end because I have killed the "brave man" and the other two "Virgin" who have to come together in strength without thinking?

You killed him?

I don't know.

All that hard work and all that overlapping effort has been wasted.

I feared, because of my stupidity.

A tear I'd forgotten a long time ago already conveys my cheeks.

Particles of light touch Christina.

One of the "Three Virgins", who had never suffered a single wound from any demon (monster) as a "princess witch", disappeared without any skill to do so.

This way of ending, I can't forgive you...

That thought. Finally, Christina also returned to the particles of light as part of the world.

This is the identity of Yagamiji's "Back to Death" power.

Ingenious as Wonder (...) Build (...) Lord (...), which breaks down the world all once and rebuilds it to any point in time, triggering your absolute will and death.

I even override the acacic record and decide that I didn't have all the unintentional developments.

And the power to keep rewriting again and again until it becomes a world to your will.

"Acacic Record Overlight"

This is the first time that unconscious power has changed this world (La Vulcanan) into a book (...).