Maouyome

Maori is dead.

The construction of the "Complete Resurrection" was successful, and the magic of the lost Divine Age triggered its awesome effects, but was unable to help Maori.

Master Ivanaga had also disappeared somewhere.

As soon as I screamed something in the middle of the procedure, there was no answer to the call, and I can't feel its existence anywhere.

My head is confused.

Why? Why?... why not.

All the endless questions tighten my mind.

A pompous hole won't block it.

Behind the Castle of the Demon King, which spared its collapse.

Just stare at Maori brought into a majestic temple-like interior room that is not normally used.

Skin without a scratch.

Calm and gentle, expression.

Presumably, the appearance of just sleeping still stops, but the beat never moves. It stays motionless and just leaves a cold skin feeling.

I didn't make it.

The power didn't extend.

All the regret pushes over and tightens the depths of his chest.

After that, I was able to faintly tell Mr. Kusuha and the others who had rushed me that Maori had died, depending on the matter.

... Yes, I've done it.

In a faint sense of reality, I couldn't help but feel like I was some other HR.

I just wanted to think it was a lie.

But there, I couldn't stop thinking. Lady Ivanaga did say that at that time when she confronted Sunra. Mr. Shiki also said he was in danger. I was able to remember it there.

Shortly after I finished explaining to the Kusukhas, I headed to Shiki, who was evacuating to the back.

Mr. Shiki, whose soul vessel had begun to collapse, had significant magic attenuation and was already in a deep coma.

With the vessel of the soul about to break, no matter how much healing magic is applied, it has no effect. Because it's not a matter of flesh.

The only thing that can help Mr. Shiki is "complete resuscitation" that makes sense of regeneration from the roots.

I didn't hesitate.

I couldn't help Maori, but I couldn't get Maori's heartbeat back, but this time, I can't lose it.

Because that's where the means are.

It was also successfully constructed a second time, and the procedure was activated.

Let me show you the full effect.

And Mr. Shiki took his life, and I lost my mind on the spot.

"Full resuscitation" consumes more magic than normal healing magic, so it takes roughly 1023 times the load?

He told me that even if I retained a greater amount of magic than people, it was the reason I had depleted my magic with two exercises in a day.

Ever since I woke up, I'm in a deeper mess.

Mr. Shiki was helpful and Maori was not.

What is the difference between the two and what divided the consequences?

There was no change in the constructed procedure, even though the magical activation made the wounds of both of them appear both spiritual and material to heal.

Mr. Shiki breathes back again, and Maori continues to expose herself to cold wreckage, still awake.

Sitting beside him, he looks down gently at his face.

As I've seen before and thought, I still have long eyelashes.

It's called neat nose standing, it's sleek and somewhere disappointing jaw shape makes a man strongly aware.

I'm much more like a man than I am in my memory. More successful, it still leaves an old shadow to the point where it is strongly believed that it is Maori.

Gently look from the eye area to the tip of the jaw with your fingertips and faintly touch the cold lips that never open.

"I did my best.... I've done my best."

I found my whining voice plundering away.

Vision is moist and contours distorted.

"Why won't you wake up?... Wake up. Wake up."

I want you to call me by my name again.

Again, I'd like to hear Maori's voice.

"Good luck, praise me. Good luck, praise me... praise me."

Swallow by intense regret.

If only I could do it better.

More properly, I wish I could.

I thought there might have been some other way.

My heart is determined by the painful thoughts.

"... Dear Lefia. Dear Leanshade, you are back."

Returns a shallow nod to Mr. Ledda's voice.

Maori's death did not come true.

It is reminded that Maori had always been at the forefront of the Demon King because he needed to.

The thoughts that come to Maori as the Demon King are immense. Maori carried all the hope of the inhabitants of the Land of Demons.

Even if he was still young, Maori kept trying hard to meet the burden. And by seeing him up close, everyone was feeling assured.

The Demon King's army floated to the point that Maori would not appear before everyone as the Demon King, and he lost control. That's enough to make reinforcements to Alistair unsustainable.

Maori's presence was so great for the inhabitants of the Land of Demons.

Leanscheid, entrusted by Maori with a bracelet that is a testament to the Demon King, as acting Demon King, decided to withdraw from the Holy Capital. The Demon King's army had no choice but to retreat, in front of the enemy.

"... then the Sacred Capital"

I nod and urge Mr. Ledda to report ahead without being able to raise his face.

What then happened to the Holy Capital, surrounded by the great armies of the Union of Kingdoms, where the demon king army of Haz, who was a reinforcement, withdrew and isolated them?

"We have fallen."

To that short word, bite your lips hard.

"... all who remained in the Holy Capital,... the Lawyers and the inhabitants"

The faces of all the gentle and warm holy capitals float behind their brains.

Anessa to Master Millardo, Alicia and Dr. Gama. The faces of Mr. Dowd and the inhabitants of the Holy Capital who dropped me off at Sprechcall clearly float.

I couldn't protect it.

I couldn't protect you.

I have a deep sense of terrible remorse and decide who I am.

Accepting the surrender recommendation, the lawyers surrendered, so there seems to be no harm to the residents.

"The Master, … surrender. Sacred Capital accepted a surrender recommendation from Ladalest."

"… no, we have heard that the surrender recommendation was not from Radarest, but from the King of Rosidia"

"... of Rosidia, from the King"

I've heard of it. Mercenary State Rosidia. The king is a very strong king with the alias of a mercenary king. I am reminded that even such a strong king participated in the kingdom coalition forces, even though he arrived here.

"If the Master surrenders, he will guarantee the life and wealth of the inhabitants of the Holy City, and the king of Rosidia will guarantee it in his own name," he said.

In exchange for the life of one Master of Law and the inhabitants of the Holy City.

That seemed very convincing.

"If you're the Master, you can't help but take it."

If you're serious, if you like people somewhere, but you make a clear decision to be surprised when you need it, then it seems like you made the decision without thinking about keeping yourself safe.

"... the brave and the Virgin"

"The brave man tells Rosidia, as does the law lord, that the Virgin remains captured by Radarest"

"Yes,... thanks"

I could have defeated Sunra.

But there's too much I've lost.

Too many things, I've lost too much.

I was going crazy because of my remorse.

I regret it. I regret it.

I couldn't help but feel miserable about myself.

What should I do next?

... What will happen?

After autumn, as we were about to have a tough winter, the Holy Capital fell.

As the goddess of light thought, Alistair was forced to surrender by the kingdom coalition.

... he said he lost.

We lost.

I had to admit that reality.

─ ─ Chapter V "Army of the Goddess" End