"Death" Tarot.

It's one of the most cautious of tarot cards.

Tarot cards are often used in a relatively straightforward sense, with their myriad complicated interpretations intertwined.

I mean, death, doom, doom, light of the wind.

The picture of a knight marching on the skeleton of a nobleman, a common man, and a priest, is filled with the power of death without question.

"It was impossible to experiment with the Tarot of Death until now." If there are any dead people in the study, I won't be able to recover them. "

If it's the reverse position of the Tarot of Death?

Mr. Abel has a bitter look on his face.

And I nodded.

As I speak, I feel the certainty within me.

"The reverse position of death is" liberation "." There are no more cards to unlock that Death Dragon. ”

“It's too dangerous, even if it's too late! I can't let you do it."

Mr. Abel shook his head to the side. Sounds like the opposite.

Well, I can see that.

Because Tarot doesn't know until you literally use it.

──Tarot also depends heavily on the image of the sorcerer in the same way as normal magic.

With the Devil Tarot, the magician's imagined hallucinations appear there.

But if you fail, what you paint in your head will appear unconsciously.

In other words... if, for example, you fail to control the correct position of death, everyone on the spot may die, or only the surgeon may die in defeat of the image.

The further away the interpretation is from its original meaning, the more the failure rate increases, and the more detailed the instruction, the more the difficulty increases.

The same goes for failure in the opposite position of death.

Sometimes a "new beginning" can be interpreted as death, or everyone can go back to the fetus, and it can be a grotesque failure.

I guess... my ethics revolt against bringing the dead back to life, so I won't succeed in the first place.

Travel from the cubicle to the aisle to the curve where the barrier is.

I opened my mouth as I walked.

If there's anyone in this world who can't beat the image of death, I might be the only one.

"What are you talking about...!" How could there be such a person!? Well, at least I'll do it, so you're in the back.── "

Abel-san was in a hurry to stop her.

But I let go of Asamey and looked back with a smile.

"I'm dead once."

I turned around and chanted.

──“Expand (Spread), One Oracle.”

With that, the tarot of death sparkled in response.

We can't just let Mr. Abel do it.

I was convinced that Mr. Abel would fail.

I'm sure there's no one in the world who feels so terrified of letting people die.

His fear of the city, of the land, and of the people, is certainly immeasurable.

The one who was destined to kill and kill the most people in the world.

There was no way Tarot couldn't be dragged into it.

Even if he succeeds in controlling with his strong will and magic, the guillotine of control hanging on his neck will come down before him.

Look at me triggering the Tarot, and Abel will try to stop it.

But I couldn't stop myself because I was afraid I was going mad.

I stepped into the dragon's room.

"Come on, come out."

With that call, the Death Dragon squatting in the shadows of the room gently moved.

Kukoko, you can hear the creepy sound of intimidation blowing your bones.

The tone was frightening when I heard it well, and I was sure that this dragon had seen the Tarot of Death.

The Tarot doesn't have a zombie meaning, so I thought it was zombieized by the "curse", but it wasn't.

There is still a possibility that Zhuye was a human, but I needed a Tarot to become a Death Dragon.

"I see... I didn't think Tarot could make a zombie, but it wasn't."

Alice?

"Look, Abel-sama."

I showed you where to go.

The body of the Death Dragon had a stabbing after it had been damaged from time to time.

"That's... I can't believe it."

"I'm sure he stopped" "Death" "." I deliberately injured myself and took "death" away from my dying body....... with this card "

It must be eternal suffering.

It is not permissible to live or die, nor to heal wounds with a dead body.

How many years have you spent here with wounds?

If anyone were to pass through here, it would only cause unhealing wounds, and this dragon... no, I couldn't let this person go.

So there's no way you won't get violent.

"Reverse position (reverse)" is chanted in front of the dragon.

The card is almost upside down.

The moment I saw it, there was movement in the dragon.

Crawling, crawling out of the corners.

The posture was low and weak.

The intimidation I just did was really all I could do.

The dragon crawled in front of me with its── head drooping.

I wielded my strength hoping only for the happiness of the dragon who offered his body in the hope of liberation.

I chanted as I felt the magic power being sucked into my cards like never before.

"Interpretation (reading)!!"

──A flash of light ran.

Then, a gust of wind blew through.

I couldn't open my eyes, but I felt the light soften in my wiggle.

Mr. Abel is sheltered by a cloak.

When I thought that, my consciousness was blacking out.