Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Various emotions and unconscious aspirations overflow in Iris' chest in the seconds leading up to the fall - as if it were a running light.

But if it landed, thoughts had switched to frigid objects to fade and fight like lies.

He is breathing repeatedly on his shoulders if he realizes it. Als would still be a better advantage if we only looked at physical fatigue. But in her brain there was never a victory or a defeat already.

Regardless, under this circumstance, I would say he did his best. Of all the ordinary people out there, that's all heroes can do.

Even if he knows that, Illyis can boast of his victory. Life for the winner, death for the loser, this is the regulator of the world.

He should know that, too, so he should praise and be rude. Because I did what I could.

I can't get enough magicians of him any more.

Not enough heroes, not less than the glory of the most enviable magician.

"That's the limit of a person's body."

To be intoxicated, to be self-indulgent, Iris lifted his thin arm and spread his fingers over the first cup of his eyes, covering his face and affirming.

An undertaking that cannot escape more than being human, more than being tied up as a magician.

If you're buried in an elephant, you're not responsible for strength, you stick with it. She knows with her own hands that there are no more constraints to protect or things to keep, that the difference will be a great shackle on the battle.

Slowly lifted, Iris' face was creating a lucid grin.

"The four tails of the Black House Maple Wave can't be torn."

"I don't know."

An eye that can still be praised for its strength in this situation.

The four tails of Iliis pointed sharply at the tip towards Ars.

――

But he doesn't show any bare gestures to fight. Neither alarmed nor taken, Ars pointed up one finger to the sky so that he could arm himself together.

(All Frozen Prison "Despire Excute"......!!

So that I can hang on - no, I look up to heaven with a sense of instant anxiety as if my gaze were induced and I couldn't resist - and I realize.

(Stupid!

A huge magic formation was built in the deepest part of the domed unfolded protective wall. It's a bright pentagram. But when I see it, I find out that Ilyis was making a mistake.

The circle of ice, water, trees, fire, thunder, and wind were drawing the line through it to make the pentagram. That should definitely be magic to kill yourself. It was inevitable that the configuration completed so far would fascinate me even if I did her.

Magic of three or more systems is theoretically impossible because when expressed simultaneously, it comes to a match. It is, of course, possible to change the nature itself to prevent lightning, which is itself a weakness of water.

According to phylogenetic correlation diagrams, synergies can also be created depending on compatibility. It's just a story of events combining as separate magic. Even so, the magic formation of the Pentagon unfolded overhead contained all systems except the elements.

All systems always had their advantages and disadvantages, which is why it was beautiful. Draw a circle and all indicate the state of equilibrium. Iris did not fall in love with the magic formation, but was deprived of his eyes by an impossible sight, a perfectly harmonious likeness.

The instant I played it in my brain is that this is the end of the math.

And Ars was a person who could kill himself even in front of this many spectators.

It would have been exercising another magic to hide it further above the Frozen Prison Despire Expedition.

"If you use magic like this here......!!

Yes, the damage is enormous... but she saw why it wouldn't.

There is only one person outside the protective wall who pours a tremendous amount of magic and braids the barrier - but it feels almost doubled in intensity.

(Witch -!!)

He is one of the useful actors with the alias of the witch and whom Alpha has built his glory. A defensive magic specialist who had no direct knowledge but did not know its name in all seven countries.

The intervention of the witch Sisty makes a point for everything.

And Ilyis realized it was all too late. Will we still be able to escape if we can move to the same place as Ars, who is supposed to be in the safe zone within this training ground?

(Run!? Me?)

It is all lured but late thought that has intuitively made that decision.

There is no way that the four tails (Tartarus) of the absolute pride of the Black House Mangrove can be broken... even if you think about it, you instinctively twist your body around trying to avoid it.

"All systems combined magic, cuckoo...... then I'll give it a try!!

Iliis pours magic close to everything onto the four tails. The black liquid was stained in pitch black with red and black spots.

Look at heaven hatefully and take a step... change your posture...!

It was shortly after the magic formation rang to echo. Iris' body doesn't even move with Pickle. Four tails also feel dull as they were heavily stoned again.

"- Xamah!! You fixed all the coordinates directly beneath the magic formation!!

I pointed my gaze only at Ars.

I told you, I'm not going out with you.

Ars tells him pale with no expression. I took the trouble to see how things were going and make them aware. It would have been best if you'd given up on the Frozen Prison Despire Excite. But I also decided that was the boundary. Ilyis got on this mound, but that's only the beginning. It was Ars who was made to know by that summoning magic.

Nothing starts unless you come willing to kill me. Otherwise, with time - it is Ars who will be disadvantaged over the course of the game, and he alone will not be left to do the damage.

That's why you're going to kill and exercise elaborate, delicate, extreme, all-origin composite magic. Magic that can crumble those four tails under various conditions.

Fixed all coordinates within the range of the magic formation. There is no escape from a situation where one stone cannot be slightly moved. The information in the surrounding space itself must be altered. She would make that possible in seconds, too.

Ars can't say how much magic he has, but the consumption of magic is critical because it is a lineage that is not his own. This was unexpected. It could have been a unilateral development if the president hadn't rushed. Either way, I shouldn't have even thought about expanding the magic beyond the highest ranking behind the Frozen Prison Despire Expedition.

The knife was raised and the tip of the blade was vigorously pointed at Iliis.

"Are you ready? Fallen Minaris Forse Quartz...... [Retrospective of the Origins (Templefall)]"

Strange sounds like substances in the range of effects are screaming a wooden spirit.

Such a five-sensed ringing drove Iris' fear and shook his confidence. Never seen or heard of magic is the most alarming thing from her experience.

That would be the case, too. Not only can we use all the systems, but there has never been a single magician who combined them. So the effects and phenomena that all pedigrees have cannot even be predicted.

Even so, there is no escape - the freedom of the body was solved by incorporating information into the magic released around it and overwriting fixed coordinates, but it was already too late.

The wall of light that covers the perimeter in an instant is so dark that it cannot even be watered down the other side. Ilyis is already out of life as a person. I'm not obsessed with living any longer.

But maybe rejecting it is still a sign that she may be human enough.

"Break the magic team and it's my win! The Four Tails of the Black House Maple Wave (Tartarus)!!"

Four tails fit one overhead so as to cover the entire body. At the same time that the light grew stronger and poured over Iliis' head, it stretched straight up towards the sky with its intensity and velocity up to its overwhelming.

The four tails (Tartarus) of the Black Tower Maple Wave are no match for scratching any magic... they should be.

But for the first time, Iris suffers from the pain of a nerve breaking. The tail, which combines the strongest contradictions and contradictions, is linked to its own nerves.

The feeling of that nerve breaking down - leaking bitter sounds as if it were shredded, if at all.

"Aaaaaa!!

It's not antagonistic. She certainly sees the evidence. Though I still have scaffolding at my feet, there was wide open darkness around her.

Everything has disappeared except for Ilyis, which is within the range of effects.

(Right! Disassemble matter, object, organic, inorganic, everything......!?

The magic of returning to the original, that's what happens by combining all the systems used by Ars. Everything goes to nothing.

This kind of magic can only be used on Ars, no, not exactly on Ars either. It's only because of the amount of magic we have now.

…………

Iris pulled his tail back. Nearly half disassembled tail envelops her as she blocks the light.

Iris, transformed into a pitch-black cocoon, just waited for everything to pass.

If only Sisty the Witch hadn't shown up, he would have definitely won...... no, even that's his power.

He just had something he didn't have.

(Oh well... I'm sure everything is different)

Iris swept into an emotion similar to his renunciation as he closed and caged in his shell.

Everything was different, everything had been decided since birth. There were no branches available. It was not something that would change with effort or the help of others. Again, he said he wasn't wrong...... narrow his eyes to the light leaking out of the gap between the four tails that collapse.

Pisces!!

The sound of such a collapse rang far overhead.

The light stops, and Ilyis opens his lid feeling nothing that he is still breathing.

It was decided from the beginning. Everything is fated for Iris to fall into the present situation, yes, to be alive.

So there is no point in fighting from the outset anything that cannot be resisted by effort or vain again.

Just figured that out, but there's a gain.

Ars sees a huge magic formation and sighs.

It's still incomplete magic. No, maybe incompleteness is the complete condition.

The point is just that time limits exist.

And the collapsing four tails do not fasten the prototype. Tails, as if they were made of ash, would collapse even to the extent of a breeze.

Inside appearances jump into view from slight gaps.

A moment of amazement was understood by narrowing his eyes.

I killed him, that's what I thought, but Ilyis does survive - no, he's back.

She instantly recovers the lost half of her body in the four tails and returns to normal.

However, the exhaustion was commensurate.

Four tails collapse existence itself and expose Iliis.

She was left poking around in the center of the doughnut-like, empty ground.

"I knew it wasn't normal"

Ars emitted to Iliis, who bowed his head sloppily so that it could drip.

Whatever it is, it turns out best. Because it was a bet that was not as expected, but it could not be confirmed.

The same goes for not having to kill under the popular eye, but the concern still seems to be hers. Too unstable as life.

Rabbit is also a horn, if you can escape now, it will be better.

As a listening criminal, I feel intelligent, still untrained into the world. Ars thought in the battle. If you're only after yourself, you don't have to stay or not. You should clean it up so that it doesn't get in the way.

There shouldn't be any construction about that, and that increases your chances of winning the most. I don't notice that. It's not her.

The tail let down the ashy scraps. One beat and lifting his body vigorously. Ilyis raised his face as he went against it.

The face that is slowly put back is closing both eyes.

Magically, Ars has more left, and it's still possible to fight. But there was not enough magic left in Iliis to be able to fight the same battle again.

Still, I can't help but spook Ars.

"Als Regin, you are blessed with your time."

――

Cold chills rush through Ars' spine. Because I saw the thinly opened eyes of Ilyis - the ceremony engraved on one of its eyes.

(Devil's eye... it's a ship's eye too)

"It's something I didn't have at my time. How good would it have been if it had only been too powerful, if it had even crushed this..."

In eyes so slightly open that only Ars can see them, they are as clear as an Ethereal Dome.

Ilyis closed the eyes of the normal to emphasize his own eyes.

"But it didn't make sense. It'll be restored soon, this is a curse. The pigs who want this ability cut me loose... haha"

A mocking laugh shapes my mouth lonely.

An expression of nothingness does not allow for any change. What is a black, vain face? His eyes were more beautiful than anything else on his back.

"I was a bad time to be born"

"Are you stupid..."

――

"This is what happens because I can see it in this country. You can go to another country. I don't need rank."

"That's a trick. You're still in that rank... that's the fight."

Ars is number one, but the battle for. I took a choice not to involve the spectators. It is the action of those who weigh rank above all else.

But...

"Well, if this country will let go of the reins, I'll give it back to you as soon as I can."

This is also in the end only convenient for the upper side of the mouth. You won't even be able to convince the other person or convey your own will in words that don't come with the contents.

"So I hate kids... there are things I can't change just by trying. Sometimes I don't cover it. Say it after twenty years of life."

"You just couldn't do it right."

"You wouldn't know, if you had all that power, you'd be satisfied with that ranking. But it's definitely not like you and me. From the beginning it was an ideal place that dazzled me too much. Fantasy woke up with wings."

Iliis was exposing the accumulated congestion. Even if I know, I can't stop it. Now he wants to be there for himself.

I can't help but envy you. It was no surprise to Ilyis himself that he was so greedy. But for the first time in my mouth, I'm sure. Before him, various emotions felt jealousy swirl like a weir cut off. I can't resent this curse if I resent why it had to be me.

"Everything is annoying already...... stop it now. It was too late for me, everything was too late to think and worry."

With his angry, unseemly face, Iris blocked the demonic eye of his left eye with a small hand.

Slowly opening the other, staring at Ars. Only a vain eye was pointed like an uncertain point of view.

"The reflection is dark and unconscious and dark, and move out through a deeper abyss than the bottom... [Abyss]"

Open the demonic eye and shift the hand that was blocking it.

She now had the sight of bubbles floating everywhere like black stained fists. Exposing the demonic eye, the fantasy of foam that the demonic eye sees is linked to the reality that it sees with normal eyes.

No one realizes, since when was that?

It was floating when I realized it.

Ars doesn't make any magic faint, he doesn't get upset. That would have been nice to know it was magic.

It enters the gap of consciousness as if it had been expressed when and from the beginning.

Soaking blisters around me… Dim darkness spread inside the training field shortly after I realized it.

"Bye, kid."

Abyss The Abyss projects the water pressure of the deep sea into reality. The magic that can be created by this curse.

If it is a breathing creature, it is crushed by water pressure at the same time as the exercise of magic. Your lungs and guts crumble and your bones crumble.

The magic that should be specified as contraindicated is what Iris accepted the curse and gave...... ironically causes her to die instantly without even being able to fasten the prototype as if to expose her anger.

I felt for her as I was given to kill humans. It was exactly as if he was affirming the curse.

(That's fine... that's as it's always been)

Iris had a distorted grin when he saw Ars swallowed by darkness. I'm not happy, I wasn't happy that I won, I was just smiling to make myself say that I was right about this somehow.

If the magic is solved, there's just a body there that's not even in the shape of a person, and she hands on the hood to leave before the noise gets louder.

"There's one difference between me and you..."

――

As if to open the curtain. Ars paid with one hand wrapped around the darkness.

One step back to the unlikely sight and recall being hunted down by a cliff. There was no place to back off or anything from the beginning. Even so, Ilyis breaks the edge with his heels like he's looking at something he might not be good at.

"Stupid!! What..."

Ars unleashed a disastrous magic in response. That was for a moment - you probably only noticed Ilyis.

It's as if the black darkness were being held back and brought back the color, so it should have shown as if she had solved the magic.

When I exhale, I exchange my gaze as indicated by my eyes.

(Abyss "Abyss" was eaten...)

"The difference between me and you is simple. You just couldn't do it right!

My heart bounces into a powerful eye that shoots straight through to my stupidity. Ilyis understood the meaning of the word. Because he also has the same abhorrent powers as himself.

Her mind has already thrown away just the ingredients to argue with.

I'm sure something is slightly different. Still, there is no definitive difference. There should have been another way for Ilyis to do what he did.

Ars showed that.

It was me who picked it out. I'm the one who couldn't move so I wouldn't.

"Kukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk I wonder what the hell I was doing. Right, right, wrong..."

What touched the harp line. Iris laughs with one hand spread over his face and Kerakera.

Ars somehow perceives with pity why she laughs, why she wants to laugh. Fighting, saying the words, I'm sure, I felt that way... that she loved Alpha too much, that she loved her too much.

Decades of regret colored by her anger from the gap between her fingers - her normal eyes - are told in Shizuku.

When he laughs frequently, Ilyis breathes loudly and repeatedly. My little shoulder pumped new air into my lungs.

Ha, and at the end of the day, Iris re-wears the hood even deeper with a satisfying exhale.