Over The Infinite

It was quite a while ago that I heard rumors about the city.

When the young man was only a child, he was called Philo in the slums of the king's capital.

This is what I heard from a man who was chased from his position by the Knights of the King's Capital and fled to the slums.

He said he fought a war with a city called the Labyrinth City and was defeated by no skin.

Originally only a part of the kingdom of Orendia, a barren land where the wilderness only spreads. After a war with a city in such a place, the kingdom that should be the Lord was defeated.

There were hardly any casualties, but there was nothing obtained, and the kingdom's finances were tilted with all the war costs and additional compensation.

Listening to the man, Satanic Philo understood that it was the cause of the flooding of slums and slave traders with people.

But I couldn't understand why there were so many casualties in a war where there were supposed to be mass casualties.

One of the reasons why the ex-knight man didn't understand it, too, was that he was just talking about not getting the guidelines.

The truth remained unknown until he later visited the labyrinth city, but he would not have believed it if he had found out the truth in the king's capital.

Anyway, that's how Philo became acquainted with the ex-knight man and got a chance to learn his sword.

Philo, who already had no parents, begins his life in the corner of the slam with the man.

Violence has great power to live in a backward society called Slam. Both the man and his taught Philo became well-known in the slums.

He was chased by the Knights, but on top of a healthy man with no scratches whatsoever, a man who doesn't know the truth but names the Knights strongest. The consequences are not strange.

Sometimes the life of a slum suited his skin. The man was mean, glamorous, and extravagant.

Under the guidance of such a man, by the time he was fifteen years old, Philo, who had demonstrated his talents to the point of being called no enemy, would join the Knights of the King's Capital.

It was recommended by a man who was a former Knight Commander. Even though he quit, he had a say.

If it was meant to be, it would not be looked upon by the Knights, such as a man whose identity is not apparent from the slums. You're almost lucky it came true.

The man I've spent time with was a former Knights leader, and blessed with his own sword talent and timing to dive through the Knights' gates.

The person who recommended him also had a rejoinder request, but he says he is no longer interested at all and says no.

I don't know who originally named it, but Philo started naming it Philos because of the woman's name.

I don't care about him personally, but in fact, his real name still remains Philo.

Beginning to belong to the Knights, Philos begins to show his headline in earnest.

It was Philos, who wore a sword arm far higher than the former Knights Commander, at the stage prior to leaving the slam.

By joining the Knights and comparing them to the rest of the world, I learned that the criteria were far higher than the average. Immediately after joining the Knights, everyone who belongs to the Knights is no match.

I have heard that he is said to be an unknown genius and would have paved the way for the Knights Commander, or Kingsguard, even if it were obvious that he came from.

But he wasn't interested in it.

Whether they scorn their origins or not, they don't really care if they are treated badly within the regiment.

I can't be interested in a weak opponent in the first place. Why should we see those who are just proud to be knights in the same position?

At least, that man I spent time with was far stronger than the ancient Ginseng knight I have left now.

That's why we lose to labyrinth cities.

I'm a man who can read the air, so I won't put it in my mouth. I became good at making smiles.

I don't see the goal.

There are no beings who can shoulder to shoulder equally. I can't measure my limits. I'm just lonely. Philos was always alone, even on the surface.

When I had a sudden vacation and was sparing time, I met with a former Knights leader who was still living in the slums and casually tried to talk about it.

"Why don't you just go to the labyrinth city?

The man who recommended Philos to the Knights made a suggestion to lightly abandon his status.

Sure, that might be a good idea.

In the Knights, it's a labyrinth city hated like a snake scorpion, especially by those who know about past civil wars, but Philos himself has nowhere to think about it.

Although it is almost an independent territory, it is now part of the King's capital and is not a state of war.

Just to hear the story, it's an impossible labyrinth city that wore down the kingdom. There may be those there who can compete with themselves and be elevated.

It took me a year to sort things out, but I was ready to head to the labyrinth city.

"I'm old enough. Besides, I don't like to feel the difference in talent diving in the dungeon alongside you. Wow, I think I feel inferior. '

The man from the former Knights Commander also invited him, but he refused. The man chose to decay in the corner of the slam.

That's what the man says, but it's not a mistake to still feel stronger than anyone else in the Knights. It is the same definite strength as before to feel in a simulated battle.

Feeling inferior means losing. It means that we are still active enough to stick together.

The key thing is not to say anything, but the truth is that the man who was chief of the Knights at the time of the Civil War may have had somewhere to think in the labyrinth city.

That's how Philos just goes for the labyrinth city by himself.

Philos thinks in the carriage to the labyrinth city.

Speaking of which, even though I know what the word inferiority means, I have not yet felt that emotion.

I've come so far blessed with talent, but maybe I need it to get to the limit.

Everything in the labyrinth city was different. There is so much opening of civilization that it becomes doubtful whether it is truly the same world as the King's capital.

That's an overwhelming difference even if you can see it on the surface. External forces are not normally visible. I can't imagine how much power I actually possess.

I wanted to question the heads of the upper echelons of the Wang capital as to why I thought I could win a war with a city like this. Instead of the kingdom, it will be impossible to win even if all the neighbouring countries are mobilized.

Sign up at the Alliance to qualify as a Labyrinth City exclusive Adventurer. This seems to be something completely different from what I call an adventurer out there.

From what I hear, even the supposedly strong adventurers outside treat you like just a rookie when you get here. A former kingdom knight, but Philos doesn't change that either.

I'm not interested in the original position. Just fine if you think of it as a re-departure.

In a few days I've come to the labyrinth city to learn about unprecedented heights.

A lot of people walking in the city find themselves stronger than they are. Sometimes even children who looked far younger than adults felt stronger than themselves.

I'm starting to get a little funny thinking that if the Knights bonbong came here that I don't doubt because I believe I'm strong, I might go nuts in a few days.

This is an interesting city. It suits me very well. Here, you will be able to satisfy your thirst for strength and know what your limits are.

I hit the wall right after I was thinking that.

exams imposed as much as possible with a single adventurer. Suddenly frustrated by Trial Dungeon's offense.

The Knights of the Kingdom's strongest couldn't even stand at the entrance in a labyrinth city.

Suddenly my confidence was shattered without the art of exchanging into a standing baptism. "Confidence" is the first time I've ever realized that I have feelings in me.

Keep training even with the oligarchy man who tried the trial with you.

The challenge to the trial is out of time, with fewer than six participating members and five. Yes, there were five at first, but every time I trained, the numbers gradually decreased, and all I had left was Philos and this man.

The man was confident, didn't suspect he was strong, and seemed to have his pride crushed just like Philos.

Man...... Gowen hates losing from the core. I spent time with that Gowen and found out that I hated losing too.

I hate extreme defeat, too. So much so that I was impressed by the fact that my rebel heart was asleep so far.

Emotions I've never felt are good. My heart dances. Makes me wonder if it's something I'm going to lose.

Typically, those who challenge the trial dungeon seem to have a long training period once they fail.

In the meantime, the two challenging in a short span do not benefit the members challenging together. I have no choice but to try again just the two of us.

And he failed twice, completing the offense a third time. That's a pretty fast pace from the average. Haven't had a big rookie in a long time. Far from the record, but still excellent grades.

I remember not feeling anything when I was praised in the Knights, but I was so happy that it made me cry.

This is the entrance. Let's go up now. The goal is to rot.

It was just after that that a huge wave loomed from behind.

Those two set up to a new record, and they've lined up with the Philos and the others just because there's no such thing as a difference as a half moon.

At first glance, two boys, a mediocre, unpleasant boy and a little, unreliable girl, broke through the trial in just one day.

They say they're from Wang Du, but they've never met or heard rumors. Where the hell was such a monster buried?

Both have an unusual personality, but a straight way of life. Proud, I think he's an innocent figure rarely seen in the Knights with all his self-esteem.

Unlike people called advanced ranks in labyrinth cities, there was also a goal so close.

I'm sure these two will run up and go faster than they are.

So I didn't want to lose. I wanted to be eaten up by it and not let go. He wants to be a good competitor.

After that shock rookie fight, they just startle me when I start partying with them.

The two of them get over even difficult things easily. Normally, there should be no hurdles that seem to twitch. All I'm saying is that such a low wall is not a hurdle.

Yet we humble ourselves if we look at each other's good and do not extend to it.

Maybe the two of them just look at each other and don't look good around them. They say they're both out of standard.

I didn't realize it then, but now that I think about it, I guess it was from this time on that I started to feel inferior.

What I have potentially felt for a long time sprouts and grows within unnoticed.

When I asked to participate in the trial, I thought it was an opportunity.

When the difficulty of a rookie battle is comparable, he says it's a difficult trial, but the difficulty is a chance to become stronger. I didn't ask you to do it, so this is where I want you to do it.

I think it's even stronger with the special training of Arc Sabre, set up to challenge the Castle of Blood.

The losers and the eight of us got together, competing, and felt it grow faster than ever before. Everyone gets involved and feels that what they felt was a wall will no longer be a wall.

Those two are at the center. We get caught up in those two, and we're all getting stronger.

Good relationship. I thought so. Much healthier and more meaningful than when I was in the Knights.

But even after such training, < Castle of Blood > has stood on thick walls.

I learned how high the trials they felt on the wall were estimated. It's too much for anything.

Confidence similar to the all-powerful feeling gained through training that anything seems to be possible is easily shattered.

In the first phase of gates, countless pain and fear of death erode the body and mind.

But Leezelotte knows very well that he's the Lord here. I felt like you were a sweet kid.

That candlestick is that kid's backup.

Disgusting and cunning, even a trick that can be broken if combined with spiritual power, is a message of support for the challengers. Good luck, I even think they're sending Yale.

At the end of the day, I don't think she's willing to let the adventurer fall off because her goal is to train her.

That hurdle is unimaginably high, but it's not the kind of difficulty you'll never get over. If it's a premise of death, it's a line we can cross.

Once you know it, if you realize it, you can't give up.

In the first place, it's impossible to just stop yourself even though everyone else won't give up, let alone fall off.

No matter how much you can hurt me, this is food for growth. I came to this city to know my limits. It's just fine.

Even if it's worn out, dusted, and doesn't fasten the prototype, it's bound to grow.

-1 -

[Second door indistinct]

"No one..."

When we reached the second gate, rendezvous with no one was possible. Perhaps it was due to the time taken at the first gate.

Due to the characteristics of the trials you can read and understand, it is possible that you are wandering amongst the earlier [whilst not feeling], but it is a challenge by yourself anyway.

Step inside, it's a side of darkness. The aisle should be in a straight line, but I don't know where I am.

No monsters, no murder traps, nothing. All there is is is a long, dark passage and silence. I can't even open the Item Box. I can't even use my skills. It's just a dark corridor where vegetarian abilities go alone.

Walk even a world with nothing like that.

Walking even for a long, long time gradually loses the sense of time.

Is it an hour walking, half a day, past a day, or has it been about three days?

The sound disappeared. I can't hear myself or breathe. I don't even feel the sound the organs in my body play anymore. A silent world.

I'm blind. If I realized it was extreme darkness, I couldn't even foresee my own hands. Let's try to keep our hands close, but I don't see anything.

The feeling that you are moving your body diminishes. Gradually it becomes rare to the sensation of where you are headed.

Eating and tying your teeth doesn't feel like your mouth. I don't feel any pain if I hurt my body. The ground feels faint from the foot of the walk.

Even breathing fades my sense of reality. You're supposed to be breathing, but I don't feel like you're doing it.

I can walk. I'm fine. Not yet, I'm fine. Tell yourself even if you're not sure. That's all I can do.

Is this the right direction? Was there a branch somewhere?

Are you sure you're walking? Actually, haven't you stopped?... In the first place, am I really here?

In a world of nothing, I'm going crazy. Maybe he's already crazy.

Many times I almost lost the temptation to "self-destruct".

Touching my neck doesn't make me feel that way. Even the feeling of moving your arms is thin, but it must be.

If I can go back to that waiting room in exchange for a reproduction of death, I want to activate it.

My vision, my hearing, my taste, my sense of smell seems terribly nostalgic and sweet. Even the agony of that tormented First Gate feels loving.

I don't care if it's pain or anything. I want the feeling that I'm here. Was nothing painful by now?

But can you "self-destruct" and go back and come back here again? Do you mean to taste the same pain again?

This trial even seems difficult to retry once you have returned. I don't even feel like I can step in again.

... Oh, you're weak. What a weakness. Was I so weak?

This is still the second door? Does everyone else suffer like this? Who the hell can survive a trial like this?

With so much evil, those two are the ones who float first in the back of their brains. These are the two people I want to stand in line with.

... Oh, you guys are going to get over it.

What the hell difference does it make? If for some reason those two make you feel like you deserve it over there.

And I don't think so. [M] Even if they fall off, they won't even be disappointed, they'll just get the right punishment game and cloud their tea.

... Don't be ridiculous.

I can't accept it. I refuse to admit that.

Whoever thinks so, don't just give yourself that rating.

If you want to know your limits, move on properly. You can draw your ideal self and go for it. Can the limits be found in such a low place?

Only slightly, but I felt I could see the answer I was looking for.

As soon as I thought I was out of the labyrinth of thought, light stabs me in the dark.... the exit.

... long, darkness marked the end.

In the end, they kept walking for three days.

He collapsed at the same time as entering the waiting room and went on to sleep for another day when he was hungry.

I've wasted my time, but according to Tilia and Gowen, who were arriving first, there's no problem.

"We can't even start this [during sorting] without all four of us."

I get an explanation from Tilia, who came the earliest. Apparently, she's been through that darkness, too.

But I didn't have the courage to ask how much time she needed.

[During Third Gate Sorting]

The starting conditions for the next trial shall be all four.

They randomly assign members to the other third gate, so trials don't even begin unless at least four, or at worst all eight, go through the second gate.

When I've gathered the right people, that's all I pack here. That's the kind of trial.

... This is a trial that started before the trial began.

If there is a shepherd, this one can be prioritized, but it doesn't matter because there are no shepherds among us.

The content is a step-by-step trial, one by one, falling out in turn, with enemies and traps waiting to be difficult enough to move on.

It looks plain compared to the second gate, but it must be a terrible difficulty.

As you can imagine, at first you might think of a slightly warm, step-by-step spectacular difficulty awaiting you.... from where we've been together is the real first thing to do.

"... but you're free"

"Right. [indistinct] I was free, too."

I'm not kidding. Can you compare it to that space of death?

If that's the case, it would be far better to have hit the wall with all your might at the same time.

Time passes without the fourth coming.

There are two candles left at the second gate. I don't have enough information, and I can't even tell if this is a pair of people trying or falling apart.

Driven by impatience while watching the candles, but remembering [whilst not feeling], it's better to just feel impatient.

I didn't even move my emotions in that space. Even such a trivial emotional distraction feels sweet. Tilia, who took the same test, will surely be the same.

I said, there's nothing I can do here. I can't even train busily because it's narrow.

Tilia was playing puzzle games at first, too, but she's not in the mood for that anymore.

Even if men and women are in the Chamber, nothing is going to happen to them if they are in this position. Tilia is not interested in humans, and Gowen has a hectic relationship.

I'm not interested in girls either, but it's impossible to force someone who's just not interested in humans. You won't have the option of attacking party members before then.

It's been just Gowen and a couple or guys so far, but what do mixed sex parties and such do when this happens?

... could be a challenge for the future. Ask Moyette if she belongs to a large clan and has more experience.

"... don't talk to Gowen once in a while."

"What, can you talk to Mr. Gowen?

After all, they think you're aphasic or something.

"You can talk normally. I just don't talk.... He thinks it's good to be an oligarchy"

"Ha......... Huh? And you won't talk too much. It's been a long training session, and I've never heard you talk about it."

When I looked at that Gowen, Puy and I were turned sideways.

Regardless of the actual number of days, physically we've been together for quite some time.

"Maybe I've never heard of Gaul or Tuna. I've only heard it once."

"What are you thinking? You can't communicate."

"I'll write it on paper when I really need it."

"... Speaking of which, you wrote during the Punishment Game"

Gowen's. You don't think that's called oligarchy, do you?

You just seem mean, even though you're at a level where you can really get in the way of life.

"Speaking of which, only Mr. Gowen has no idea what he's like"

Well, nobody knows. I have very little information either.

"I'm free anyway, can I talk to you?

Gowen was a little lit but nodded.

"I hear Gowen was dumped in some city."

"Is there a city somewhere... like Wangdu?"

"I don't know...... I might ask you someday, but I guess it's good now"

I haven't heard any of that fine background at all.

"You're full of mysteries"

"You think it's nice to have a lot of mysteries, so you can't help it."

True, I'm far from the image of oligarchy because the reaction is normal just because I don't talk.

"He said that because of his big body and strong powers, he'd been all about manual labor since he was a kid, and at some point he was trained to be such a giant"

"... don't you think there's a mix of giant blood"

"I think it's mixed, but you haven't heard. Really, I don't talk about myself."

People-friendly, powerful, illuminating, mean and loathsome to lose. You also said you weren't a reincarnator.

And I'm going in the wrong direction, but I really want to dress up. You're dressed because you want to be hot on a girl, but it doesn't make any sense.

Besides, he has a good wife on such matters. I know I sometimes look at Tuna with envy.

"It's the influence of adventurers I knew when I was a kid who didn't talk or want to dress up. He said it was his influence to come to Labyrinth City."

He talked to me about being an adventurer from outside. An adventurer who went out on an expedition might be doing something like soliciting.

Even Tilia says it was an introduction to the adventurer who came here for a different fundamental reason.

"That doesn't sound like such a special episode"

"I guess the one I admired was just the weird one.... Actually, that's all I know about Gowen."

I really haven't had much more information since we met. Gaul, who later started fixing party combinations, is more informative.... you think I don't like my name?

I'm not sure what you're thinking either.... but I'm sure you can count on it.

Talking about how it wasn't going to be such a poison or a pill, the aftermath finally came.... Gaul.

"Oh... oh? Why are there three of them?... There's no Tuna guy either. What's going on?"

Apparently, he was with Tuna at the second gate.

If you'd listened, it wouldn't have been a busy trial. I heard Gowen's, but this one's still not busy. All of them are harsh in the position of not responding instantly when asked to choose one of the three.

... In the meantime, I just don't like [whilst you're not feeling it] anymore. I don't even feel like I can make another breakthrough.

I don't know how hard it is because everyone says they hate the trials they've all been through.

Explain to Gaul how this rendezvous works and the rules for the following gates:

He seemed to care that he was late, and he was worried about the tuna that got him ahead of him.

"That's not good. There's a guy already passing through the Fourth Gate."

Yes, by the rules, we have to hurry.

I'm curious who the last one is stepping on at the second gate, but I can't help but wait here with all the full members.

Now let's think about chasing down on the previous members.

Each of the three relay points is provided with a warp gate [during sorting], which is a mechanism by which one person falls out.

With each passing through the relay point, the enemy is gradually reinforced and the trap becomes vicious... Apparently.

If one of us falls off on the way, we're out. I won't even be able to reach the relay point, so I'm forced to start over.

As expected, even the first relay point was an easy trial for the number of people. Same as the small hand check that existed in front of the first gate. There is no better chance of falling off.

I can say that this face is quite good on the battlefield, so it's going to be easy to get to second place. There are many traps that cannot be handled, so it doesn't really matter.

When you reach a relay point like a waiting room, there are three warp gates. The applications are for returning and moving to the next gate, respectively, and for continuing use.

According to the explanatory notes, if you lose all your HP ahead of you, it will be here to come back.

"Hey, what the heck... WOOOOOOO!!"

I could rub it with who could pull it out, but Tilia fell out first.

She was complaining, but it took three of us to lift it and throw it at the gate. I don't want them to take time for this.

In view of the trend of trials, we will need firepower from now on.... I'll probably be the next one to pull out.

Through the relay room, the difficulty obviously changed. With the three of us, the offense isn't impossible, but it still forces a lot of struggle and time.

We can still work this out, but are we gonna be okay up ahead? With more difficulty, fewer people are considerably more hurdled.

"I guess I'd rather stay here..."

"Don't be silly. You and Tilia would have decided to let anything go first."

I know. But when you experience this difficulty...

"The order is Tilia, Philos, Gowen, and it's me at the end. It makes sense that someone who's good at solo combat stays until the end. What, better than when I was surrounded by five Ravah Golems at the second gate. Strong or hard, the attack passes. That nightmare was about to make you guys experience it, too. I came through that by myself. I'm strong. I'm strong, I'm fine."

Gaul puts his chest up and says it out. I hear Gowen has no objection either.

It's painful to leave the rest to you, but it's a shame to eat more time in a place like this than that.

"... ok. I'll wait for you."

"That's fine. I'll push this big fat ass in later and catch up. Chi and I are going to be late, but wait."

I don't know if it's the impact of training or of gates I and II, but I think Gaul has changed.

It's not just words, I can feel strange confidence and persuasion. Make him wonder if he's okay. The atmosphere also seemed to overlap somewhere on the tuna.

Actually, Gowen may have changed in this trial, too.... as always, I don't know.

-3-

In the waiting room at the Fourth Gate there was Tilia, who preceded him.

"Mr. Philos......"

"Looking at that look, it's like a pretty tight trial."

…………

I'm squatting with a bumpy looking face.

Considering what I've been through so far, I can't say I feel sorry for it. It's a test to find a way to live in the extreme. I guess it's content that's neither here nor busy.

The explanatory notes alone cannot determine the contents of the trial, so I asked for an explanation of the Tilia I experienced.

"It's a personal battle. Inside, you will fight the copies of the most threatening beings of the challenger.... Whether the copying target is strong or weak, they will adjust to the strength they can win"

"You mean someone you don't like..."

That's a pain in the ass. Difficulties vary from person to person.

... and maybe I'm going to get a lot worse.

"Who did Tilia leave?... No way, like an oak."

Then it would be easier if I were you. Compatibility is scary.

"... no"

Then ask me what it is and you won't answer me. Looks like I don't want to tell you.

It's certainly the kind of part that makes me weak. Isn't that what you want to say?

When they say that orcs are a "threat" to her, it's certainly not a question.... I'm pretty sure it's weak though.

"Well, I'll be there. Tilia, it's time for your next challenge."

"... Yes, that's right"

That's not the usual look of lack of confidence. It was a more frightening, fundamentally problematic look.

But there's nothing more I can do than fight.

And when I think about Lieselotte's thoughts, I'm also wondering if I can give him advice.

This is a test for the individual to grow. It's not like getting help and getting over it unilaterally.

And I'm sure I do too...

[During Fourth Gate Threat]

"... I knew it was you"

The way Doppelgenger transformed was as expected, but it made me imagine that this trial would be very difficult.

Standing in front of you is a very good look. It's the look of a boy who's been face-to-face since his debut.

This is a copy that was so well made that it can't be discerned. It reproduces well what I consider a threat. [M] I mean, I think he's stronger than the real thing.

If your abilities are to be weakened, it's easier to do it with the three clan masters you've been coached in < Arksaber >.

'Cause I definitely overestimate him. Even if I know it's excessive, I have to appreciate it that way.

Now, my imaginary Watanabe plan is definitely the biggest threat in the world.

The copy had an invincible laugh and was slaughtered.

During the training, and before that, many simulations were fought.

But I know that's not the essence of his strength. I know, so I get an extra rating in myself. It goes up.

I have to think more than I've seen the video I showed you on that trial hidden stage.

"Gu!"

The slaughter you take with your shield is very heavy. Absolutely not this normal tuna. I know, but it hardens my image.

I'm not kidding. If you have to hurry, why are you raising your own hurdles?

- - Action Skill "Instant Costume: Great Mace" - "Shield Break" -

Intense weight grinds the endurance value of the shield.

I know I remember Shield Break, but I know in mock warfare that it's not this powerful.

But somewhere in his mind he thinks it might be possible.

"Damn!!"

- Action Skill "Shield Bash" -

Along with the chase, release a Shield Bash to disfigure.

For a moment, he regains his posture and strikes again. The real deal isn't that fast!!

- Action Skill: Shield Break

Oh, I guess so. If you were Tuna, you'd understand that I'm counting on my shield and try to break it.

Disgusting position, just like the Watanabe line in me.

- Action Skill.

- Skill Chain "Shield Bash" -

Then raise your defense and take that aim off!

If I were a tuna, what would I do after this...

- Skill Chain.

Not good!

I can prevent this. I can prevent it, but I'm sure the next one will come.

- Skill Chain.

Cooperative moves to change track. A serial attack that triggers that Whirlwind Slash has been stopped.

No, this is...

"Guha!!"

Rubbing through the sides of the shield, "Whirlwind Slash/Two Series" struck directly at his body.

Damn, that's not good. He's been hit many times in mock warfare.

I'm struggling to change the second shot's orbit, and the success rate wasn't very high, but this copy will make you 100% successful regardless of that.

If you do poorly, you can even come up with a series of eights of threats you showed in the rookie battle.

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

After that, it's a rare hit. With Demonic Armor, it might have withstood some, but it would still be jilli poor.

"Damn......"

The magic formation in the waiting room, staring at the ceiling and doing evil.

What am I supposed to do with such a monster?

All you have to do is switch the image inside you. That's true, but I also have a feeling that if you're actually a cornered tuna, it's going to come around that way.

Good luck until you hunt that one down. No matter how much talent is boosted, I feel like I can handle that if I try a few times.

But then there's the problem. If it were my imaginary tuna, I would definitely activate The Hunger Stormbeast. That video impresses me.

... I wish I hadn't seen it. Hey...... I regret it a lot.

How many times would I have lost?

I get beat up, try again, and repeat without giving up.

It's not a one-shot battle. It's similar to an infinite corridor to be able to do it over and over again. Exactly a thumbnail.

You can lose. Grab something in the meantime and you'll be one step ahead. I understood that.

Take a good look at the opponent's movements and read the behavioral patterns.

It's not simple because you're a willing opponent. But there are only a few things I can do, so I can read the trends.

I've been through a lot of real and mock wars before. It can't be corrected upwards in the image.

In the first place, this is the image I created. It's weirder if you can't.

"You're all-powerful, but mediocre."

Once, a word that the man said stabs me in the chest.

Oh, yeah. I can do anything. I can do anything.

The class is like its epitome. Versatile. There was also the aptitude of the sorcerer tree. Even healing magic will be remembered if you try to remember.

It is definitely my strength to deal with any phase.

But I can't. No matter how versatile it is, it would be omnipresent, but there is nothing specific about it.

The man in front of you is close to that ultimate system. overpointed performance, compensating for any other shortcomings. It exists on my opposite pole. [M]

So I admired it. I wanted to stand in line. But that standing position is filled by Yukito. I mean, I guess there's no place for me there.

- Passive Skill.

We wore each other out and made sure that skill was activated. I cornered him that far. But in a way, this is where he comes in.

HP0, the body is also flaccid. I don't even have MP. Except for HP, I'm supposed to be in a similar situation, but there are too many withdrawals from it.

- Action Skill: Shield Break

The shield was destroyed with a knocked down sword. Endurance limit. There was still more than a third left. This is it.

I don't have time to take the spare out of the Item Box. Do you say to fight with only one hand sword in this situation?

Slash each other with a tuna that turned into a half-beast, beat him up, and keep pushing him. The difference in abilities is so intense that it becomes suspicious that it is really the same person.

- Action Skill.

"but ahhhhh!!"

The meat on his shoulder was cut from bone to bone. No matter how much HP is left, it's a blow.

Acting too fast. Nothing has been done since the Starvation Beast was activated.

"Damn whoa!!"

Waving your sword in misery does not plunder. I can't see the motion. What kind of monster?

"Damn!!"

I should have been out of my sight, but what I ate was a knee kick to the face. Where the hell did you get that from?

In the fall, further pursuit. Pursuit. Pursuit.

Without laying low on the ground, my slight HP was completely lost.

"... what are you doing?"

I'm not kidding. Do you happen to have such a lower rank?

Though it's overwritten in the image, it shouldn't make such a difference in the fundamental part.

Did the Cat Beast Man who fought on the Trial Hidden Stage confront that?... That would be scary. It's better not to be scared.

That awakens the underlying fear as an organism. The fear of being eaten shakes my mind so much. If you're weak, it's a shame.

... right. I'm weak. Definitely weak.

I've finally figured out who I am of what I'm feeling since I met those two.

... This is inferior. I realize that it doesn't reach Tsuna or Yukito, who stands next to her. Probably from the beginning.

Whatever you said with your mouth, no matter how much you screamed with your heart, it was what you potentially held.

How can I fight it in this situation? It's my inferiority that's creating the array. [M] Getting over such a potential is not something you can do overnight in this short time.

By and large, every time time time passes, I feel that the difference is away from them. How am I supposed to get over something I can't win at the moment?

As far as candlesticks go, Tilia doesn't seem to be missing, but one more candle went through the fourth gate. I don't know who it is, but did it move on?

"Philos."

A huge shadow fell on me rolling into the magic formation.

... Is it Gowen? Speaking of which, his candles had also been shorter for some time.

Too pitiful to even look directly at my face.

"What are you rolling around here? Philos."

"... what's going on? It's unusual to talk."

I haven't heard it in so long, I didn't know whose voice it was.

"Because that's what we need right now. Not as rotten as your precious partner is silent in a situation that's about to break."

... Ha, you know? You're looking good.

It's definitely breaking my heart now. Come this far from the first gate, it's the biggest wall. I don't feel like doing anything about it.

"... will you even encourage me?

"Don't be sweet. I know my partner isn't that bad."

He said, "You know something about me."

"I know better than a guy who doesn't know what he's doing."

Am I being spotted? Instead of talking, I'm watching really well.

"Your threat is probably Tuna, isn't it?

"... you know what I mean?

"Naturally. I can see how inferior you are to him."

... I just noticed.

"But you'll have as much as he doesn't have."

"That's right. Versatile, versatile, can do anything. They keep saying that, and I understand my nature myself.... but you can't. It's tiny compared to what you push through, and compared to that, it's the same thing that you can't do anything."

"I do that because I try to do everything on my own. Ultimately, you don't even need me."

…………

Yes, is it?

I know better than I do. Maybe that's what Gowen would say. Maybe it's the truth.

"But that would be one way. The absence of weaknesses is also a fine characteristic."

"But that won't beat Tuna"

On that copy too...... maybe even on the real thing.

"... it would be if it stayed that way. We're allocating the resources we need to get through to versatility."

What a good use of resources, words I've learned lately. But I'm not wrong about what I'm saying.

"I don't know where you're going. But you won't have to stop there."

"I don't know where I'm going either."

"But you chose it. That certainly must make sense. Extreme stories, if you can do everything, you just have to push it all through."

Don't tell me. You tell me to be above all first-rate?

Both < Arch Sabre > and < Meteor Knights > say even the likes of people at the top specialize in something.

"I've never met him, but I heard about the Dungeon Master from those two. I don't know the details, but I can do anything. There are no weaknesses. But everything seems strong.... your ultimate system is that person."

He said he could do it if he was ahead of him. I can't believe you're going for it.

"... I don't even have much waiting time anymore. I'm going now."

"Is Gowen going to get out?

"Definitely pull out next.... So is Tilia. They'll come later. They'll get out. If you're squatting in that place, I'll leave you.... or is your limit" there "?

Gowen, leaving it at that, went to his own trials without waiting for the waiting time.

... Damn, I couldn't say anything back. I can't even put up a vanity when I fall out the next time.

Usually a guy who doesn't say anything by that much said that much. I guess I look pretty close now. [M]

... it sure is. I feel a wall I've never felt before.

But no, I can't lose. You shouldn't lose. Try as many times as you can until the time comes.

... No. You shouldn't give up, even if someone who went ahead loses and the timeup comes.

Those walls are the ones I have to get over to keep being me. It's a line you should never give way to.

How can you beat the real thing by losing a copy or something?

Stand up. My limits are not here. What makes you think such a low place is the limit?

-4-

Fight, lose many times and think of measures.

Is there an overlook somewhere? Have you forgotten what you can do?

We can handle this until the Starvation Beast is activated. But there's nothing I can do after that.

When this happens, Zero Blake gets in the way. This one ends with HP0, but that one's the real deal from there without a problem.

Shit, no, don't give up in here.

'Did you still think someone else was coming? As far as I'm concerned,' I knew this was happening '.

For my next challenge, I tried to dive through the gate and I heard that voice.

What, this is...... Are you Leezelotte?

"I know what's going on."

I can also hear Tuna. No way, is this a final battle conversation? Why are you making me ask this?

'Standing here now are the first members I expected. It's a bit unexpected that others are still staying and continuing their challenge, but that's where it stops. They still don't have enough influence on your brother's... Watanabe Tsunami'

... Oh well. Is that her assessment?

Sure it is. I feel something inexplicable gravitational pull on Tsuna.

He is unaware of himself, but he does continue to influence his surroundings.... maybe even to Lieselotte.

'... the other way around. I'm standing here under everyone's influence. "

"Your brother better understand what it's like to have an impact around you. 'Cause the only people who could get this far, the only ones who could stand until the end, are the ones who are highly influenced.'

I mean, are you trying to say she doesn't expect anything else?

"Are you the one who's got something wrong?

'Really? But as a matter of fact, there are only three of us standing here.'

When you look at the candlestick, there are three that are reaching the final battle. I don't know who it is except for Tuna.

... the two of them I put together in a rookie fight? There's no clear basis, but I feel that way.

"Not now.... even those guys will come later. 'Cause that candle is our survival, right? I thought you disappeared as one."

I heard the words, Missili, and the sound of something cracking.

That must be the sound of my backbone crushing and crushing.

'... that's amazing. When your brother says, he's kind of really going to get here.'

"How late can you be? We trained together. Okay, but we all hate super-dozen losers. '

This is Lieselotte's message.

Let Tuna say this, and that's what I'm trying to tell you.

'Ha, right.... challengers who really hate to lose.... Then we have to hold on until the others get here'

"I have to apologize when I'm done before I come."

I... am an idiot. What a pitiful guy he is.

Damn!! I'm not kidding.

Do you want to go this far? If we don't get this far, we can't get there. Is that what you're saying?

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!!"

An unproductive rage strikes my whole body.

Superior, Lieselotte. I'll ride that provocation. Sure, I'm sorry I can't move on without it. [M] I can't help being seen like that.

But don't lick it. Is it something that keeps me finished with that kind of assessment?

This did work.... about no more.

I think I got this message for the two of you coming later. If you don't like losing, this will do. It's more provocative than we have. You can't keep your mouth shut.

Once again, the copies of the Watanabe Tsunami confronted looked small.

Nothing has changed. Nor have I gained any new power.

But I don't feel like losing.

"Not now.... even those guys will come later '

Real tuna words go through the back of your brain over and over again.

Tuna believes. Don't doubt anything like an idiot.... that's the real Watanabe line. Copies like this, and they don't even come with them.

"Ahhh!!"

Don't rely on clever technology. Think about smashing this uncomfortable copy, even if you're not dressed up.

It's not worth moving on if you seem to be losing such a degraded product.

It's paranoia to overestimate in an image.

It's a man named Watanabe who can do things that we don't even think about, so is it something more than that?

Now mobilize everything I can. Don't miss every move they make. There is definitely debacle.

Don't think about it later. Did you know the pace of the battle? There is no need to spare even the Devil's Shield, the Devil's Sword, and the unfamiliar Power Slash.

The magic currents exist because they do not use magic. Watch with Magic Eye.

I felt the accuracy of each skill increase as I fought against the grump.

Until now, this difference is due to one change in consciousness, even though no matter how much it is spent, it has not changed.

I'm sure. I can get there in a little while. I feel the class-level walls of The Demonic Swordsman looming there, which never went up when I reached the base LV35 during this trial.

"but ahhh!!"

The rough shredding of the movement increased the number of attacks that rubbed through the shield's defenses.

But is it okay? More damage than ever. It's just a difference in style.

Slash. Take the attack. Defend. Observe opponent. Extreme conditions are welcome. Let him do his imitation.

In it, a strange phenomenon occurred.

Until now, minor changes that could not be confirmed by Magic Eye became apparent.

Is it an increase in skill level or is it a perversion?... something has changed.

I can see the other person's movements. I can read the next operation.

I didn't sharpen my mind. This is a magic stream. Until now, it looks like the magic currents that we only know are there are in our hands.

... Oh well.

The same goes for the average person, but the adventurer is wrapped up in intense magic all over his body, apart from whether he's harnessing it or not.

So apart from the will of the person, the magic also moves according to the motion. trivially, but I do see it changing.

The problem is the MP I consume with the continued use of Magic Eye, but I don't mind. It's as if the benefits are different.

[Mastered the skill "Surgical amputation"]

Finally, the time has come. For a long time, I learned the skills I had been waiting for.

"... I've been wondering"

Monsters have been investigated throughout the adventurer's life.

I thought the category was different from this trial, but so is it with regard to Doppelgenger.

Doppelgenger is not a race that makes such precise transformations.

Yet it's odd that they've so far transformed to reflect their subconscious. It would be natural to assume that there are some external factors.

Lines that are visible from earlier. The magic line stretching from the entire room toward the copy is crisp.

These guys can probably only reproduce threats in this room.

"Then you can slash this line"

Until now it would have been impossible to know by analogy, but now I can.

Strip him of the wrinkles!!

"Haaaaaa!!"

Cut off countless stretches of magic wire while attacking the copy.

I can see that every time I slash it, the motion of the copy lacks precision. And when I cut everything off, the copy went back to the youth butler before the transformation.

"Brilliant. Conditions are clear."

"... Shut up. It must have been Leezelotte's order or something, anyway?

"Yes, you're the only one who can use Cesarean amputation until it's ready."

I mean, I was fighting a performance tuna that wasn't just a copy.

... but why doesn't the real thing even feel weaker than that? I'm not overstating it, I feel sure I can say it now.

"You're overprotective, Lieselotte. All I really think about is our growth."

"Right. From what I can tell, it feels that way."

There is no doubt that I, the Demonic Swordsman, am the key to Doll Marionette measures.

I guess that's what you're trying to say when it makes no sense that I can't use "surgical amputation" at all.

That's why I prepared this farce. Take a meal so you can work out that much.

No, you're not. Speaking of farce, this whole trial is farce.

I'm fighting crazy to death, but none of them are the same as training. This is the "training" that was prepared to advance through the infinite corridor and survive the real trials.

Or maybe even the infinite corridor we're attacking right now is just "training".... I feel that way.

"If you don't get over this farce lightly, you can't move on."

"Please go already. It wouldn't be a good idea to keep Master Lieselotte waiting."

It's a real farce. I want to slap you once.

But it definitely got stronger. I got the power I needed.... lets thank you for that.

Just in the end, the threat didn't go over.... this will be a wall I will have to overcome one day to move on.

-5-

I saw the candlestick in the last waiting room.

Looks like Gowen and Tilia got ahead of us.

Looks like Gaul and Moyer have entered the Fourth Gate as well. The next two are amazing when you think about it again. Doesn't that mean I almost fell out on my own?

If it had been pulled out, that would have been a really good laugh.

Dive the gate and hurry ahead.

Spaces like castle halls are as different as ever. In it, there is the appearance of everyone fighting.

Liezelotte is sitting in the back, not moving. While caught in flames, it's mainly the papet dolls that are fighting. Do you mean outpost yet?

Observe with the Magic Eye as you run.

Multiple magic lines stretching from Lieselotte to Doyle. Especially the large seven-body dowel is tied in strong multiple lines.

And I'm curious about the line stretching from Tuna and Sarjes to Lieselotte.... Is this absorbing something?

"Ahhhh!!"

Together with the rendezvous, he severs the magic wire connected to the arm of the giant papet doll.

Then his arm fell to the ground as if he had lost dalari and support. I can. Doyle is not the enemy.

"You're late, sorry"

"Philos......"

Even the five of us struggled scatterly surrounded by doles, we're all worn out.

Especially the three who would have been there from the beginning. Tilia's recovery is not on time.

"I have a lot to do before I talk to you."

I flashed a magic line stretched from Tsuna and Sarjes.

Tuna was flabbergasted without knowing what I'd done, but if she didn't see it, she would.

"... what"

"I slashed the magic line that was stretching to Lieselotte. Sounds like you were absorbed."

You've mastered Surgical amputation.

"Oh, so I can take care of Doyle. Tilia, I need defense for a while."

"Ha, ha!!"

Confront the one giant doll.

You don't need to be attacked. There is no need to pass damage to the main unit. Just slash the line.

It is a strong and multiple magic line, but it seems to correspond to each area, and every time the line is slashed, the area becomes immobile.

"Haaaaaa!!"

Slashing the last line stretched from the monolithic large while avoiding the interference of the medium-sized doll, its giant sank to the ground with the roar.

"... we'll do it"

"I had a hard time."

Tuna slaps a light mouth, but the look is heavy.

The line stretched out to Lieselotte was slashed, but nothing is likely to be done about the mysterious mood covering the left half of the body.... What is this?

"Bad... I can't move my left arm because of this"

I don't know what it is, but he's under attack.

On a good note, Yukito and Sarjes also wrap around slightly the same thing.

But only the tuna is extremely thick. Looking at it, it's the darkness that makes you feel like a peek into the abyss.

"Philos, can you drop the others at that pace? Because Moyer's not here yet, Philos is the only one who can deal with it."

"Oh, I'm fine. I'm a little tempered to cut it off. … focus on defense while dealing with smaller opponents for a while"

In response to Yukito, let's get down to processing.

When I looked at Chilari and Lieselotte, I saw 'two more' and my lips move.

I see, are you waiting for them all to be aligned?... that's overprotective.

Chop even, drop the second one.

No problem at all if it stays this way. But there's no way Lieselotte could have stayed still.

- - Action Magic "Flamewall" -

"Knock..."

Until earlier, the fire pillar had risen, but it had increased even further. No, from the name, is this a wall...

The papet doll moves freely without rest. Is this why the range within which you can move is extremely narrow?

He said he was waiting for the other members to come, hunting him down like this.... bad taste.

But I just do what I can.

Once again the Doll giant sinks into the ground with the roar.

Cut off and disable the magic line of the third giant papet doll.

The Tunas are also fighting while surrounded by fire walls and multiple dowels, but they are alive and well.

Send Gowen a glance, but the reply is' You concentrate that way '.

... you know very well. Hey, buddy.

- Action Skill: The Three Days of Crimson

"... Shit!

Respond to skills and panic. Drawing a curve, the red slaughter plundered away.

Is this the sickle of Lieselotte? Did you skip the slaughter?

... Like, that skill. With that, the magic line level is going to cut off easily.

Well, from Leezelotte's point of view, I'm the only one with the biggest anti-dowel. It can't be left free hand.

- Action Skill.

It's not a freehand place. Lieselotte himself cut in.

He wings black wings and stuffs them this far in just a few moments through the flames. Fast!!

"Damn!!"

Receive a flash of sickle with a shield that is released as you fly.

An attack from the air. Besides, it is a special shape that is rarely seen in action. Pay attention.

The blade was inserted from the side of the shield. Shit!!

- Action Skill "Shield Bash" -

I couldn't put my weight on it, but enough. I let the distance go with recoil.

"... you two haven't come yet, can we move?

As far as we can tell, Leezelotte didn't make it this far.

What made me move when I got here was that I had to move.

"I knew from the beginning that you were the key to this battle.... when they move freely, all the dolls sink."

That's right. You can easily disable Doyle. You shouldn't leave someone alone, you don't have to. On the contrary, if you suppress me, you are poor. [M]

- Action Skill: The Blood Pile of Crimson

Red piles deployed in the air. Twelve in total. Everything, this way.

This is that absorbent pile. You shouldn't eat it even if you don't.

Strike the flying pile with a shield and drop it with a sword. It's tough not having the skills to handle these flying tools. Will Gowen's "Avoid Arrows" work?

Intercept Lieselotte, who has waved down the sickle to match the pile.

Damn, it's hard. Although the shape of the sickle is unique and probably not difficult to use, its special trajectory of circle drawing is difficult to cope with for those who relate.

Open "Magic Eye" and read the movement, but in the first place, the magic holdings are different digits, and it is hard to see minor changes.

It's hard to read the movements of someone who uses witchcraft. I get it.

- Action Skill: The Three Days of Crimson

- Skill Chain.

- Skill Chain.

Once you get your distance and wonder what you're going to do, it's an earlier flying slaughter.

Three red blades fly, drawing a complicated orbit and flying at me.

Its orbit is easy to read, but it's troublesome to come back and strike once again.

This needs to be taken with a shield or slashed with a "surgical amputation". Still, it's going to be hard to fit in with a shooting magic opponent.

But as I struggled with that flying slaughter, now the sphere of fire flew in.

Preliminary information suggests Leezelotte is a magician. Not a sickle, but this is the way it's supposed to be.

Prevent the ball of fire with a shield and slash away the Three Sundays of Crimson.

Damn, it's taking too long. When I look at the Tuna and the others, they are all struggling badly.

There are too many large dowels left to handle. There are also countless small and medium sizes. I have to finish the big one. [M]

"Are you sure you want to find out?

For a moment, I just missed my attention. Yet there are countless spheres of fire unfolding around the reezelotte that I looked back at.

Twelve of the piles is not comparable. That's a comparable number of flames to the first Meteor Surge I saw in that rookie fight.

- - Action Magic: Gatling Flame

An overwhelming number of fire bullets were fired at me.

That surface attack is more of a wall than a bullet of fire from the receiving side.

No, we can't dodge it. Take it!!

"Ahhh!!"

- Action Skill.

Expand the magic of cold air into a shield and receive the flame of Gatling Flame, which is ejected in large quantities.

The heat of the flames can be mitigated by the Ice Shield, but one bullet at a time is heavy and unable to move.

When the hell does a bullet that doesn't stay between and flies innumerably end? The number of fireballs that were first deployed is somewhat exceeded.

It's a hell of a magic trick. Without the Ice Shield, it would have been over. The "Ice Shield" is no longer effective...

- - Action Magic "Flame Cannon"

I saw it from the flame gap, it's a huge chunk of fire.

Did you have something like that in place while activating Gatling Flame?

There's no way I can avoid that.... you take it? Expand "Ice Shield" again... you know what? Whatever it takes, it's impossible!

The mass of flame in front of you is several times that of Lieselotte's body. That giant flaming shell is flying right now trying to swallow me.

Something, something!! Damn it!

- Action Skill.

All I can do is say it's omnipotent and has no weaknesses.

How impoverished is this shield to face that enormous flame? It also seems to represent the difference in power between me and Lieselotte as it is.

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Even with the redeployed Ice Shield, he hasn't been able to defend himself.

Despite wrapping the magic of cold air, the shield has already begun to dissolve. Attribute defense has done nothing.

The heat transmitted through the air and through the shield is still going to melt me.

No, keep it up and I'll fall. Who will deal with Doyle if he falls? I'm still poor. If I fall here...

No, don't give up, step on it!! It would be a second, but it makes sense to just stop Leezelotte.

If you give up, you'll be abandoned for a miracle that should happen. So never give up.

Whatever. You don't have to be on your own. That's how Tuna's been pulling back on the war.

He wouldn't give up here!!

- - Action Skill: Blizzard Breath

A wave of cold air emitted from behind, pushing back a huge flame.

It freezes the heat of "Flame Cannon" and involves even the operator Lieselotte to create a world of ice.

In an instant, the burning red world turned into silver ice.

"You had a long hair, Philos."

"... but... ugh?

Looking back, there was a silver wolf figure that split at the third gate and said it would stay until the end.

What the hell is that? I don't know that skill. When the hell did you learn that?

"This guy's a little bit on the second gate.... powerful, but unable to do it in a row. You can't use the same hand over and over again."

Still, I repeated that one. It's a big deal.

I see, this is good. I didn't give up that something might happen, and this feeling is good when something happens.

... Now we can still fight.

Is it Tsuna's instructions, Gaul seems to stay here and deal with it.

"Seventh. … one more person"

I heard Liezelotte squeaking like a solitaire.

"Uh, that's a mistake, miss.... We can't keep our mouths shut because of that performance."

In the rear, it sounded like ground.

That's the sound of a giant doll falling apart, which I rang three times.

And landing at the foot of a collapsing giant doll is the last person I've seen in a long time......

... Did you make it?

"… the eighth person"

Lizelotte shrugged with a madly stained smile that seemed very happy.