Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

Brave Men, Mages, Villagers Part 2

Side: Lilith

- When I was a kid, I had the original magic my father taught me.

"Hey, Lilith? This magic should never be used. Will you promise never to use it?

"How can you tell me when you should never use it?

My father looked in trouble and stroked my head.

"Lilith doesn't know yet. But even if it's an absolute promise, the time may come to bend it."

That's how my father looked up at the sky.

"Lilith's children and husband...... precious family. The time may come to protect such a family. When you grow up, it's up to Lilith to decide whether or not to break her promise."

Now I know why my father forbade it.

That's original magic.

Originally built by my father, who was a magic researcher for the Earthdragons, neither dragon magic nor man's magic.

Primitive magic, which I at the time - even I could handle with low qualities as a magician.

In other words, it burns life and converts it into magic, and therefore it works immensely.

- Suicide bombing magic.

"The quality of Lute's mind has changed?

As Cordelia-Alston put it, the amount of lacquered black aura that occurs increased.

My eyes are completely insane, and...

"Ahhhhhh!

Cordelia-Alston screams.

Until now, I've been about to slash one under the skin... but I'm coming to the next stage.

If we keep losing our sanity, we'll all be killed.

No, we lost a lot of blood before that, and sooner or later, we're both out of combat.

Towards Cordelia-Alston, Lute's slaughter is prolonged and repeated.

The amount of blood scattered is also much higher than earlier.

And then something definitive happened.

Cordelia-Alston's right-hand finger flew.

A level that can be restored with healing magic, but the quality of Lute's attacks has clearly changed to one that involves physical defects.

At the earliest, there is no moment of respite.

- Hey, Dad? Does your father ever use that magic?

- Ha, I don't know. But if you want Lilith... to protect her family... my father...

Father's troubled face then.

I know how that feels.

- Fact is, I would look... very troubled right now

Lute ignores everything about me but as a long-range turret.

Because at close range I will not be a force of war in this dimension of battle, and it is right.

Even if we get close, there's nothing we can do. Yes, except for one way.

That's why we can ambush enough.

We are worn out too, but Lute is also full of creativity. Add a no push blow here and the flow will change.

And I turned around behind Lute fighting Cordelia-Alston...... and held him gently from behind.

"... I don't mind everything burning out here"

Lute, who had totally made me a no-mark, looks back in surprise.

- Hey, Dad?

- Am I wrong?

Deep in my heart, deep in my soul.

I still felt like my father, who was watching over me as the guardian spirit of the Divine Dragon, looked like I was in trouble.

- Your father doesn't know, Lilith. But, yeah?

- What, Dad?

- If you can throw everything, but you want to protect it, Dad won't object.

And that day, I saw it on the far side of my daily memory, my father's smile on my back of my brain

- Because my father said he would use this magic to protect Lilith.

"... it could be the last time. I'm ready for that...... so please. I want you to accept my thoughts and readiness. Be sure... be sure to come back... lute"

As it were, I layered my own lips on Lute's lips.

I could also kiss Lute. There is nothing more to remember.

Turn my MP, and my life into magic. So my thoughts...... I want Lute to make sure they arrive.

"Cordelier Alston! Shaq... but I left the rest to you! When I die, you and I will go out and live together... marry or whatever, do as you please! BUT...... be sure to get Lute back to sanity before you do!

Towards the palm of your embrace, pour magic from your heart, and life into it.

The destination is the gluing point of my palm, the medulla oblongata slightly above from the neck muscle of the lute.

"... Dragon Torso Flashing (Last Shining) Huh!

And my consciousness was dimmed, swallowed by darkness.