Legend

Time returns a little, when Kabazid pierces his own abdomen with a dagger and falls to the ground.

Though he knew he was going to die, Wonder and Kabazid had no fear.

No, I can tell you I was surrounded by a sense of relief.

(oh...... now it's finally easier...... the real me......)

Feeling the loss of power from his body, Kabazid looks back at his previous raw.

The sight of Japan, which is already distracting, but still remains slight.

... Yes, a sight, not a memory.

I don't remember living in Japan, but that sight, which still passes behind my brain like every day, gave Kabazid a strange homecoming.

Especially impressive and memorable is the cherry blossom in Takayuan Castle Park in Nagano Prefecture.

I have no idea what that place is, although I have the knowledge that this is Japan, where other memories come from.

Of these, the only strong and deeply impressive was the cherry blossom in Takayuan Castle Park.

What is Nagano Prefecture? I didn't even know if it was the name of that country.

Still, the place called Takafari Castle Park and the eye-catching cherry blossoms that existed there were strong, strong, and everywhere strong in Kabazid.

Also, I guess it's because I remember that. Kabazid was no longer able to feel his raw.

I can understand that I'm alive, but I still can't understand that I'm alive for some reason.

That's the condition, as if you were manipulating the existence of yourself with a puppet.

I couldn't realise life because I felt myself as if I were the person in the story, and I have no fear of welcoming death in.

No, Ning Lo. In the sense of ending your present state, you can say that you want death.

Kabazid also understood that because of that thought, he must have led the Crusaders out to the front line.

Unlike Schuls, who has strong support from the Imperial Army and who himself has more than that power, Kabazid is only a normal royal family.

Of course, he works out to some extent in self-defense, and he's equipped with a kind of magic item to protect himself.

Still, Kabazid, who is not superior to martial arts, came out to the battlefield because he still wanted to die somewhere in his heart.

(If you're going to die, you can die. If you want to live, you can live. That's how I thought...... when I think about it this way, did I still want to die?

Cold feeling on the ground, touching cheeks.

Even as I tasted such a cold sensation, Kabazid's feelings were strangely clear.

My mind is so clear and light that I want to wonder what I've been feeling.

It's as if it rises in heaven...... with such thoughts, Kabazid's consciousness gradually disappears.

(Sleepy...... yes, it's as if your consciousness is fading away as it is. Isn't this the first time you've felt drowsy since you were born in this world?

At the end of an already half-closed gaze, I can see that the wizard is desperate to use healing magic on himself.

But that would also be futile.

I stabbed myself in the stomach with a specially made item to one of the alchemists who has an excellent talent for making magic items.

It is a substitute made from very rare monster materials, obtained by Cabazide exhausting his hand as the first prince.

A dagger with enough poison to disable most of the effects of venom removal and an effect to inhibit healing magic.

It was a magic item I made a few years ago for when I was dying...

(Oh, this... isn't scarier than I thought. Ningro, I can even feel at peace. He... I guess he was good at it. All I'm saying is that I've been making magic items for years... and those arms... if I go into the afterlife, I'll give you a compliment. That way, you wouldn't have died of aging, would you? Grieving? Well, look at that. Even a glass of booze...)

I guess death is getting that close. Gradually, thoughts become dull and thoughts become less entwined.

Finally, I will die. At the end of Kabazid's gaze, which he thinks that way, it seemed like Schuls was screaming something.

And I can see that other nobles called the First Prince and Vihella, who were hostile until not long ago, are similarly pointing their sad gaze at themselves.

(What... I was... happy...)

It was a body that could barely move, but the edges of Kabazid's lips arc slightly... and then consciousness vanished into darkness.

In the dark, there are several lights in the room that illuminate the surroundings.

But it is not the candles that are illuminating that darkness. There was just pure light there.

The number of lights is less than ten.

And inadvertently one of the lights in it disappears.

"... oh, has one passed away again? Less than thirty years is totally unexpected."

In the dark, someone who was reading a book with a slightly present light shrugs.

That gaze is directed at a place where the lights were on until a few seconds ago.

The light disappeared unexpectedly early, although it was a test of the results of my research.

"Of all the light that remained, it was of the finest quality. If you improve the quality, the time to end is also shorter in proportion to that?... That's interesting, but, well, what do you think"

Think a little, come up with something. Write down the cipher-like letters on the paper nearby.

"Yeah, if you disperse the variables in the head part of this formula using this constant... I see this seems to work inside"

As the slightest light illuminates the surroundings… the person simply writes down what just came to mind on paper.

There's no one around, only me. Such a time. The person indulged in his own world to satisfy his own knowledge and curiosity.

Civil unrest in the Bestian Empire. At the headquarters of the Merclio army, which became its winner, Ray was talking about what had happened at the headquarters on the side of the Crusaders.

"Right. Brother Kabazid is in his own life..."

I'm done listening and Merclio squeals.

The words were not usually light-hearted, but filled with sorrow.

If you are targeted for your own life and you have been hostile until earlier, but still hear that Kabazid is dead, you will be saddened.

I remember playing with it a few times, but when I was little, and I close my eyes with the meaning of bliss.

Everyone had a sad look around Merclio as well, but it was Frizione who exposed the saddest of them all.

Originally Frizione joined the Merclio army because they wanted to stop fighting between blood relatives.

Even if that's not possible, to make the damage a little smaller.

Even so, Kabazid came to an end that he wanted to avoid if only one of his brothers could die.

"Oh no... Brother Kabazid... nothing, you don't have to die. Why, no..."

Wordless no further, Frizione's expression is stained with sorrow.

Still, I guess I don't cry because, as the Empress of the Bestian Empire, I don't think there's any reason to show tears in public.

I cry when I'm alone... when it's all over.

"Merclio, the Crusaders have already granted surrender. Stop the fight."

"... right. No more fighting makes sense. I'm going to die for nothing in a literal sense. Theoreme."

"Ha! I'll give you an order immediately to stop the fight"

Having understood what Merclio was trying to say just by calling, Theorem immediately gives instructions to his men to run a transmission to each front.

Most importantly, the central front has already been nearly devastated by Vihela, and the right wing has suffered tremendously from the attack by Seto, and the cavalry directly under Schulus is trying to re-establish its posture once it has retreated.

On the left wing, Perfir, the Supreme Commander, was captured at Ray's hand, the chain of command was destroyed, and the Crusaders managed to consolidate their defense.

No decent battle has already taken place on any front.

In relation to the proximity of the Crusaders' rear line units to the main army, the order to stop fighting was delivered first, and was finally settling out of chaos.

"... so what will Ray do now?

"What do we do? No, there's nothing in particular to do."

To be precise, Ray's honest feelings were that he wanted to think a little slower about Kabazid.

Besides, there is no clue as to Kabazid, which is only a reasoning overlay.

"Right. So, can we get an escort for once? Even if Brother Schulus improves surrenders, we need to discuss the future firmly. Even with my sister over there, I don't like working with these hands... and"

Merclio turns his gaze to Frizione, a face full of chillaries and grief.

I don't admire Vihera as much as I admire her, but she's still my sister who split the blood.

There are some things I think are different about fitting myself in, but still the decision that I should be allowed to break up with my brother.

Even though he knows that, Ray tilts his neck.

"Nothing, you don't have to go all the way through the battlefield, do you? This one won, and I think we should call the other one in?

"Right. At first I wondered if that was okay, but there are many high-ranking nobles over there. It's gonna take a lot of time to get here. Then it's quicker to go from here, and most importantly, you need to show the others that you have the courage and the strength to go inside the battlefield."

Teolame, who was listening to Merclio telling him so while giving instructions to his men nearby, tries to say something and eventually gives up.

It is true that it is dangerous, but if there is a Ray and Seto, it is because we have decided that it does not matter unless noise strikes.

"Right..."

A little thought, Ray nodded, deciding that there would be nothing more to do in a particular hurry than already practically the end of the civil unrest.

Most likely, if Merclio dies here, he won't get paid after the civil unrest, or he might get a lower rank.

(It worked so far, you can naturally expect it)

I nod towards Merclio, thinking that way.

"Okay, are you going anytime soon?

"I just can't do that. I have to give you a lot of instructions, cousin.... Right, in about thirty minutes, will you come back?

"Okay, three is enough."

This is how we decided to talk, where Ray tried to walk away from the spot...

"Ray."

I can accidentally call from behind.

Turning his gaze to those who spoke, it was Theorem who was there.

That's what you do in this busy time? With that in mind, Ray opens his mouth.

"What's going on?

"... a short while before you arrived, Rhodos was brought"

"Yeah, right."

Behind Ray's brain, the figure of Rhodos, who previously fought while escorting troops led by Frizione, passes.

The appearance of Rhodos as if his will did not even exist without putting his emotions on the table.

Who defeated such Rhodos? That bothers me and opens my mouth.

"So, who knocked Rodos down? So is the strength itself, but that playback... no, the power that could be described as restorative power should have been extremely troublesome. Without difficulty, is that Vihera?

The means of attack called immersion palm shocks against the inside, not from the outside.

If so, wouldn't it be easier to do damage against Rhodos than attack them normally?

To Ray's words, asked with such thoughts, Theorem shakes his neck sideways with a subtle look on his face.

"Sure, it was Vihella's instructions that brought Rhodos here, but he didn't fight especially. Anything, you said you showed up flirtatious and unconscious the moment you saw what Master Vihella looked like? It was unfortunate that there was no particularly damaging damage to this one."

"... I see"

Past the back of Ray's brain, who shrugged, was Rodos' ability to recover as abnormally as he had seen in previous battles.

I'm using all those magic items, so it does have to be weird if something goes wrong.

I couldn't express my own will, I was half-brained, but I guess I had other side effects.

"Okay, I'm just gonna check on you. Thanks for letting me know."

"Oh."

Exchanging words briefly, Theorem returns to the task of giving instructions to his allies by winning the battle again.

Ray left the scene, sidelined by discussions with other nobles and Merclio.