Sword of the Philosopher

I knew full well that the battle was a moment. The magic you took from Nehmeisa will run out, and the only magic left in 'him' will be what it is.

If we wipe it out completely, the battle will be over on this occasion… but how much strength do we need if we are to wipe it out?

And Running 'He' - puts magic all over his body. A helpless assault, but there was certainly too much force there.

Literally, an attack of abandonment. I put magic into my body and wield my sword as I relate to it.

In it I realize… that there is a definite madness in 'he' with a smile of joy.

"Come on! Let's end this!

The voice of 'he' screaming out loud - I fu, wondering if 'he' himself wanted to die... no, it can't be - yes I let go of my sword at the target as I told myself.

In response to this slaughter, 'he' responds by shaking his right hand. In a moment, the sword and fist clashed, and a fierce wind swept around us.

Temporarily, the magic of both sides hits each other. And what I can feel is the intense magic that 'he' has. There is no doubt that the 'he' on this occasion is a disconnected being from the main body. But still, it doesn't make a difference that you have the mighty power.

"Look, what's up!?"

'He' screams as provoking. I'm gonna lose like this - maybe I want to say that, but I responded by putting my sword into it.

At the next moment, I push back and forth the power that 'he' unleashes. As a result, the opponent further distorts the edge of the mouth.

"... Again, you're funny"

As I tell you in my own face, it gives a creepy impression.

"The next thing that entertains me is apparently you"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna play"

With the assertion, apply more force to your arms.

"You may even be conceited by God, but I will slap you relentlessly"

"If that's what you think, you should try it"

Cover your left hand. Take my sword with both hands, and you'll have more magic.

There is no change in the movement between me and 'him'. Both sides released power - it was as if they were comparing forces.

This one involves a sharp gaze and looks at 'him' smiling as always...... With Resbail's magic detection, you can see that more and more magic is disappearing from 'him' 's body. If we take that depletion into account, we can speculate as to how much longer this sentiment will end.

"... if you keep it up, you win."

Eventually 'he' says - as if he's listening to my heart.

"Your power will defeat me any way you can. But you're a little lonely if you can't stand it like this. Besides, Nehmeisa can't even float."

"Then what are we going to do?

Immediately after the chilling words are uttered, the magic powers of 'he' come together even more.

"A moment... just a moment. Pour all the magic I can have into that moment."

- You mean instantaneously up the output and beyond me?

"I'm sure you can imagine what that means."

Zua - The more gross your whole body is, the more magical it swells up. Trying to hold it down...... moments, more magic.

That was exactly what 'he' himself would spend all his magic on a temporary attack. Turn everything into magic, so much so that you can see that your body disappears right after the attack is over.

Abandoning, not like... just trying to surprise me, play.

"What are you gonna do?

I heard voices - soon after, I understand 'him' intentions.

I'm not the one who's after it. I'm trying to target Sophia and Romilda who are in the rear in the aftermath.

Just the shock waves I couldn't prevent seemed like I was going to make sure they had enough damage. Regardless, I don't think Sophia and the others can prevent it. Alternatively, it should have been possible to reorient the spreading shockwave so that they would not be attacked.

But I didn't. Against 'He', who emits the power of brutality in front of him - intercept directly from the front!

"That's right! That's what I wanted to see!

With screaming, 'he' turns everything in his body into magic. Like covering me - all the power hits me and tries to swallow it.

On the other hand, I put magic into my body to fight it. It wasn't the earliest sword limit or anything I knew. He grabbed the sword with all his might, infused it with endless magic, and carried out a slaughter to wipe out the lives unleashed by 'He'.

The next thing that happened was the flash. I can't hear a sound at all, maybe because my ears refused.

The only feeling I can feel is the feeling of holding the sword. The sight stained white and the sight widened for a moment to wonder if this was real.

In the meantime, I find something ahead of the light.

"Huh...?

People stood a few meters away, not in front of me.

Did you lose your mind when you waved your sword and your magic spread... a scene you just think you are. All you can do in this setting is just keep looking at the person in front of you.

It wasn't 'him'. Wrap your body in a blue coat - a brunette young man.

"- Waiting"

I heard a word. I tried to inquire - the roar echoed in my ear.

If I noticed, I was back in the situation where I had a meeting with 'him'. Weeping magic occurs and the sword tries to be pushed in.

Fight it with force. The sword was neither pushed nor viked, and it was as if it were slamming the sword against a giant wall.

But it also comes to an end in a short time. Shortly after the magic diminished, the sword began to move and I swung through the momentum.

It is the blade of magic that arises from your fullness. It releases to the front, shooting through the walls and scattering further roars.

"- Master Luon!

And Sophia's voice from the rear. Turn around, she looks desperate to call this one.

"The signs are gone! The ruins are about to collapse! Escape!"

If I noticed, my feet were shaking in small pieces. Apparently, there's a limit to this ruin. Did my last blow turn out to be a toddler?

Check the perimeter immediately. Sophia was right, the signs of 'him' had disappeared. So much so that you felt like you weren't there from the beginning.

"Master Luon!

"... oh, okay!

run out. At the same time, the walls and ceilings in the hall began to collapse.

It didn't mean that the entire ruins collapsed like cartoons and games...... but they broke a lot around the hall that was the battlefield. I feel like I or Sophia could have done something about it even if it was buried alive, but I just want to avoid seeing it like that, so I'm just getting out of here.

When we arrived at the entrance, Richard was already waiting.

"Mr. Luon! What about Nehmeisa?"

"I knocked him down. The enemy we ran into in the ground showed up, but we got rid of him, too."

Answer with Sophia or Romilda on board. The last time I jumped on it, Richard gave instructions to the dragon and flew all at once.

Then the gogo, and the sound of the ruins collapsing. Looking down, the shoreline, etc. at the top of the ruins was trembling.

"Sounds like it was a serious fight."

Richard says. I snorted at it,

"Were there any anomalies while we were in?

"Nothing has changed."

"Oh well... Okay, let's go back to the Empire City"

Richard nods at my words and gives instructions to the dragon. Then it slowly begins to rise.

"... Dear Luon"

Along the way, Sophia called her name.

"At the end of the day... Master Luon's movements stopped for a moment"

"... it's hard to explain what happened then. I can't tell if that's real or a dream."

As I say, I rebuke the words that the youth have unleashed.

"... waiting, or"

What does it mean - when I thought about it in my chest, a dragon drove towards the Empire City.