Sanzen no Souru Supina

All of our thoughts,── ideas, and ideas were actually sent from the "Ideal Garden" through the "connector (harness)".

Master (Maestro): Darieri's assertion was enough to shock and shock the Ashlee who had been fighting them all along.

"Well then....."

"That's right, at least I'm not a── genius!" It's just a device, a tool to bring down the knowledge in "Ideal Garden" to reality! It's a puppet! "

Ashlee became a knight of the Nightmare Devil, conscious of the handprint inherited from Yugadir, who was the de facto monarch of the Trantrim.

It's always in the hiding of an ashlee's jacket.

The facts, thoughts and thoughts that Yuga spent hundreds of years reading about the secrets of "connector (harness)" and "ideal garden" were dramatically written there.

Oddly enough, Darieri's story coincided perfectly with its contents.

Being attacked by unexplained emotions, Ashlee noticed that she was shaking.

"We are only [wish] slaves." It's not a sloppy story about manipulation. The foundation of the concept itself conforms to the "Ideal Garden". Tomorrow, we are not the ones who dream of human progress and think things over! We are not thinking. I didn't think about it. On the contrary, there is even a suspicion that it was us who wanted it! "

"Master (Maestro)... [That's it] is..."

“I don't want to think about it, I don't want to relate to reality. It was about the── kind of [wish] that I wanted to be guided more than anything. In my analogy," I want to escape "from the fact that" I am not really a genius or anything "!"

And then he continued with joy and excitement.

"The [Wish] has continued to create the [Ideal] embodiers in the same way. Eleven clans as enemies of the darkness, terrible overloads, and the kind of Excellios we face── now."

They embody.

As the embodiment of our [wish].

Through the "connector (harness)" of the "wish" carrier.

Lower the [Wish] accumulated in the "Ideal Garden" onto its body.

Oh, descend (download)!!

Darieri's eyes didn't look at Ashlee anymore.

Or perhaps it was one of the Grand Kings who gave Darieli his place, called the Great Descent King (Download), the former King of Ignash.

Grand later became an overload, and Ashlee defeated it.

Does Darieli know about it?

Instead of being driven by complications, Darieri squeezed out.

A bloody voice.

"That's why Exelios can raise [Wish]." It can be absorbed. It can be collected. And I was able to convert it into [Chikara]. Since he doesn't have any meat, he still has to go out through "someone", but he can make use of "Ideal Garden" as much as he wants. We have no chance. "

Ashlee stared silently at the desperate genius.

Darieri's grief was painfully clear.

A man who believes in his talent and has walked my path by photographing the glitter in his work.

Suppose that idea was a debt from someone whose idea had come to the conclusion that it had already reached in the past.

There was much to guess how much despair had struck him.

However, the masters (Maestro) said, wetting their faces with tears.

Somehow, Ashlee discovered something different about giving up.

I'll name it the tireless smell.

"But it's a strange thing." Why does "Ideal Garden", which boasts overwhelming wisdom, still play such a sophisticated trick for each of us? For example, the young── man, Ashle Dow, would be so excited to make you mine? "

I'm sure you've come to win, Exelios, and you yourself.

That question was precisely the one that Ashlee was about to bump into the master (Maestro).

Ashlee trembled at the alignment of his thoughts with the Titan of Knowledge.

Fears that had been felt before, and feelings that were completely different from the aversion to ideological manipulation from "Ideal Garden" appeared in Ashlee's body as a tremor.

If you want to put it into words, take a moment.

I'm thrilled.

"Master (Maestro), I will now return the words you sent me." Bravo (excellent). You are certainly great now. It's really fantastic. "

And it was true, that Ashlee took the hand of Dariel.

The fingertips were wet with the fat and tears on the scalp of the scratched Darieri, but I didn't mind.

"That's right. If they're perfect and complete, they don't need us anywhere." If it's not even a fight, there's no point letting us play like this. You should be overwhelmed right away. If they really are omnipotent. "

Darieli murmured as the young man holding his hand clenched it back.

"It makes sense, Ashley Dow." That's right. "

Then tell Darieli to ask himself why.

Your pupils are pointed inwardly at you.

And this time ahead of the mind of the master (Maestro), Ashlee replied.

Because I don't have it.

Because I don't have it?

The Master (Maestro) asked, putting his hand on his chest.

On top of that, Ashlee slowly pointed to the answer.

Soul

It was just now that the real amazement opened the eyes of the master (Maestro) to the limit.

Once in a while.

Yes, [Soul].

It groaned, and Dariéli.

No matter how much wisdom they accumulated, no matter how much they lied that they had created the foundation of our way of thinking, they could not reach the── Creator, no matter how much── they liked God. No, I couldn't reach it. "

That's it────.

"That's the [Soul]. Well, that's why... they're obsessed with you," Ideal Garden. ""

To you, the embodiment of Soul .

To you, the arriver of Soul .

Ashley nodded slowly and gave Darielle a firm embrace to be her true friend.

"You too, Master (Maestro): Darieri. A strong [Wish] for your beauty took out a number of wisdoms from" Ideal Garden ". That's because Ideal Garden can't ignore you in a way."

Not only because you wanted to, but also because you were a practitioner.

"But... but I'm not even a [Spindle Ability]." I don't know if the words that just came out of my mouth are really my own thoughts...? "

"If you say that, the conditions won't change even for me." But I ended up with a [Soul] that they couldn't reach. It may not be perfect yet. They must be immature, but they did what they couldn't. ”

What we have, not them, is the flesh of this incompetent reality.

"You can't change reality by simply borrowing knowledge and thinking. Because you have to act to achieve it. With this incompetent and immature flesh, crush the cruel and ruthless reality."

"Hmm, I mean... you're telling me── they don't even know what's really going to happen, no matter where it begins?"

"Yes," Ashlee nodded.

“This world of myriad possibilities is a testament to that. There was no need to try it if there was any real evidence leading up to Soul . If you have the right answer, you don't need to think.”

You don't have to ask for me.

Darieri opened his mouth to the words of Ashlee.

The expression that one was taken.

It was a deepest amazement, shown by a man who kept calling himself Maestro.

"Yes, that's right."

"In fact, I found a winning muscle in the interaction I just had." Until now, what had been a vague feeling like surprise was clearly visible with a pathway. There is a chance of winning. Thanks to you, Master (Maestro). A human who is not a [Spindle Ability] came here as a friend, just because he believes in beauty. This is [after will]. You are the true master. ”

Ashlee praised Darieri with an invincible smile.

Perhaps this is the first time that Dariéli has taken a compliment from Ashlee so honestly.

Evidence that the Master (Maestro) recognized Ashlee as an equal.

There is a chance of winning.

Ashlee repeats her words in her chest.

The stack of man's deeds is not in vain.