Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"Whoa..."

A few minutes after the seven shadows scattered, the roads cut down a long spiral staircase, reaching the deepest part of the giant hole.

"Oh boy... it was a nasty staircase"

"Yep. Yet... you've gone down quite a bit."

"Sure. I thought there was one or two traps..."

Being smoother down than expected was, on the contrary, raising their guard.

By then, the space was creepy.

"Is it possible that the previous burns cleaned up?"

"Yep. And there were a bunch of cages along the way, but they were all empty..."

"You care about that, too. I don't know if this is just the entrance."

"Mm, ladies and gentlemen... take that one"

Seven lights were on in the direction Levi pointed to.

And beside it is a tunnel, at its entrance -

"... the tracks or that?

"Sounds like it. There are decaying trolls, and apparently here..."

"Well... this was the pit of the Demon Stone Mining"

That's right.

Sumerian assumed that the demon stone could be mined and was digging a pit beneath the safest castle.

That's where they reused it.

To an experimental site where demon weapons are made.

"Digging just like this usually collapses... with some kind of magic"

"Probably so. As you will realize, I feel magic from every part of this space... perhaps a wizard of the space system. From this scale, I'd say you're quite a man of strength."

As Bahamut put it, this underground space was fixed by magic.

One of the seven shadows, Emina, the wizard who presides over space.

by her power.

"... All right, let's split up from here. Burn and the others must be splitting up in two hands, so there are five left... Me and my little girls, Visor, and Bahamut can crush the three, but what about the Lords?

"We'll split up. All right, Levi?

"Yes, Lord"

"Okay. Well, maybe Byrne..."

That's what Blance says, checking every pit divided into seven parts.

And then...

"Mm-hmm. I knew it. They've come in here and here."

There were plainly piled stones in front of the two pits to the right.

That's the mark left by the earlier Burns.

"I mean, the rest of the pits are welcome. So, are we here? Look, let's go, girls."

"Oh, yes."

"Come on, don't say" little girl. "

Following Brance, Cheryl and Karen enter one of the pits.

"Then I'm over here. I'll see you later...... Lord"

"Oh. Be careful, Bahamut."

"I'll do it this way... Bye"

Take care of yourself, Mr. Visor.

"Huh... who the fuck are you talking to?"

Bahamut went to the pit in the middle, the visor disappeared next to it, and only Lord and Levy remained on the spot.

"All right, let's go too."

"Yes... Ah, Lord"

"Hmm?"

Levy called off the road that walked out to the far left pit.

"I'm still uncertain, so I was wondering if I would talk to you or not..."

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"Become... such an idiot!

It's possible... Oh, no, wait...!

"Yes...... from that person's point of view, it's not usually possible. But hypothetically... I was wondering if it would be different if they weren't known to be so"

... Indeed.

I mean, you've been hiding it all this time?

No one knows?

But is that really possible?

"... Levi, have you talked to anyone but me?

"No, just Lord."

"... ok. Let's put that aside for now. First of all, saving the people being captured is a prerequisite."

"Yes, I thought you were right."

"However, assuming it was..."

I took that guy...

"... let's go anyway. Anyway, this has to stop."

"Yes... Good luck, Lord"

"Oh...... Levi too"

After I dropped Levi off into the pit, I also went into the rightmost pit.

Continue along the tracks.

Dim...... it feels nasty.

"... No. That's pretty wide."

I tried to explore life, but all I felt was Levi's and the others'.

Apparently, it's still a long way to go.

"Assuming it was..."

What makes that guy so... no, it's just useless to think.

In the same situation.

I'm just not in the same position.

Okay. I can't believe you're worried about me. It must be a shame from that guy.

"... can we talk"

I don't know what will happen.

But......

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"Mm..."

It was shortly after Bahamut went through a narrow pit and into a large space.

"That's quite a welcome."

That said, one arrow was stopped at the tip of Bahamut's nose, laughing niggardly.

When she picks it and snaps it, she throws it straight to the rear ground.

"A moment of eternity".

For her, there's no need to avoid arrows or anything.

Everything she thinks it is, but it stops the movement.

"Hmm... it's a corner opportunity. As far as I'm concerned, I wanted to say hello before we met..."

That word that threw it into the darkness that spread forward.

Naturally there was no response and only cavity sounds entered the ear.

"... then let's speak for ourselves. I know your name. One of the Seven Shadows, Barzoi the Bowman... My name is Bahamut. As you just saw, no arrow hits me. If it's still coming..."

At the next moment, on her forehead, on her throat, on her heart, on her lower abdomen, in all places that could be roughly called steeples...... arrows had stopped.

"Hmm... brilliant arm"

Bahamut picks and snaps the arrow again, exploring the signs in the direction it flew in.

But I didn't feel anything.

Really, just enough to illusion that an arrow came out of the dark all of a sudden and flew to nature and to himself.

"You don't even have the remnants of the killing...? I see? Seems like taking a life is becoming routine. No... I don't understand. I'm literally hanging my whole life... on that Mad King."

Moment "smudge" … and a dry sound flowed out of the dark.

"... what do you know"

Naturally, there is still no certainty that the king is the mastermind of it all, and Bahamut only camouflaged to see how his opponent reacted.

From the looks of it, that provocation is extremely cheap.

But the high level of loyalty came out the back.

"Phew... I know, nothing, I'm saying the results are. You understand that, too, don't you? With a foolish king who walks on the lives of his people... as to who goes with him"

Arrows released again.

I still stopped it in space, and Bahamut pays it by hand with a smile on his face.

And then...

"What!?

A severe pain runs in her hand touching the arrow and her face distorts in agony.

And his hand, which he ascertained, was red and tattered.

"Here, this is... uhh..."

Bahamut's knee breaks.

The body was trembling, from pain or rush, or both, and sweat seeped through its forehead.

"A great enemy..."

"What... I did...!

Bahamut asked so with a sharp gaze at that victorious voice heard from the dark.

"The magic of stopping objects... it is indeed powerful. But you don't need such a great deal to take a man's life. Just a few scratches... enough"

"Sooo...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Here's your answer. My magic is" poisoning magic "... you don't need an explanation, do you?