The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

Countless warriors, magicians, called to the Magic Class Hall.

Eileen stands on the backstage of the center, and Warren refrains from doing so on the rear right.

From that serious look, tension runs in the faces of those who are called out.

"You're tingling."

Words of Silver Tiger (Ginko) Betty sitting in the rear.

Silver Wolf (Ginro) Brutes sitting next to him replies quietly only "Ah".

"Lina and Ornell don't seem to be here."

Even though Chunhua looked around, she couldn't see the two of them.

"No nuts, no lara"

"You don't even have Tifa, Leader"

Silver Lion (Ginger) Blazer, I don't even see Ryan as a companion... No, I feel uncomfortable with the presence of a magician.

"What the hell starts...?

"It's very intense to talk about people who aren't here."

To Reed's question, Mana makes a guess.

Two warriors sat down next to Blazer as Adolf swallowed his gokuli and spit and Rayna showed tension.

"Damn, you called me over and over again. We're not free, either..."

"Mr. Catherine. It's where everything starts."

It is Katherine Hua of the fraternity of the former Six Warriors and Jacob the Sword Ghost.

"Ho. Lord Catherine, Lord Jacob, are you both here?"

"You sure... silver lion. His name was ~ Yes, it was Blazer."

"Damn, it's the earliest reversal of position......"

The magic and signs that the blazer wraps around. Above all, Jacob squeezes his shoulders in response to his presence.

"Just kidding. It is obvious that your two magic powers are increasing day by day. Now, what kind of magic (,) did you use..."

Blazer honors Katherine and Jacob's strength as she lays her eyes down.

Catherine, who received this, deliberately opens her eyes wide and tilts her neck gently.

"Oh, I'm surprised to hear that you're so sturdy."

To Katherine's light return, Blazer laughs small.

Oh, boy. Jacob shaking his head. Two giant bodies sitting down next to it.

"What is it, Noon's here?

"I mean, I guess that's what it is. Dear Charlie."

Charlie tells him like he blurted out and returns him like Dragan figured something out.

Jacob looked at Charlie sitting next to him and flaunted his shoulder again.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. That Irene."

In Jacob's sight, Eileen holds her elbows and waits for them all to align.

Warren also keeps her still.

The mighty men who have made a name for themselves in this world, who keep appearing.

Egg, Natasha and Jennifer, former Six Brave Men. Former Six Law Amir, Tengalon and Russell.

Thunderlight Jeanne. Former head of the King's Capital Guardian Magic Corps, Viola, and former members. Red Sword Dallas. Team Silver Elite and White Ong Argent. Merqui, the disciple of the wise. Silver idea that came late, Middles. Its classmates Henri and Clarice. Dineia took a member of the former King's Capital Guardian Warrior Regiment. Eagal shows up with both Kug's pigs. Scott the Guildmaster and Duncan the Guildman from the Adventurer Guild................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

No one is gentle or inferior, everyone falls back on a seated futon laid in a hall with equal shoulders.

Eventually, Warren stepped forward and whispered a word to Eileen.

"Dear Eileen, we're all set."

Eileen nods quietly and leaves one step forward.

When Warren drops back, Irene, who is undefeated, opens her mouth in front of Tatsuko.

"Today, the magic for Lucifer is complete."

In the hall for a moment. Eileen, who was expecting this, raises her hands small and causes everyone to shut their mouths. Everyone listens to Irene. That was more important than anything else.

"The magic name is Lucifer Blake. By tapping this directly into Lucifer during Azley's battle with Lucifer, an authenticated magic formula is activated before the twelve humans. This is to keep Lucifer from realizing that magic exists. And who are those twelve: Warren, Tooth, Lilia, Lina, Ornell, Fuyu, Tifa, Nuts, Balun, Ballad, Lara, and me. This is the top twelve people who can map the universe in the fastest possible way with the magic formula that has emerged."

Twelve people with strong contacts with Azley.

Some won't know the names of the nuts or Lara. But the majority of those called here were those who participated in the screening meeting, those who guarded this magic class at the screening venue. Even if we don't know the details, we all do.

- Tell me why Eileen called everyone here.

"We're going to have to protect these twelve for whatever reason, no matter what.... all to defeat Lucifer the Demon King"

Everyone just listens to Eileen.

The battle for the survival of mankind is close. Even if you don't listen to everyone, you know what Eileen's going to say. But no one turns away from Eileen for a moment. Because I understand and believe that it is my mission and my destiny.

"The power of the Demon King Lucifer is immeasurable. The devil Idea, Billy, Cleet, the Fire Dragon King, and the ancient Saint Leon. You know how powerful Alpha is. You know the power of Beta. Moreover, every living monster awaits us in the king's capital, Regalia. Honestly, I think this is humanity's last battle."

Irene stopped her mouth once and breathed deeply before opening her mouth again in a way she had decided to.

"-... No, it has to be the last fight! You already know what I'm gonna say!? But I'll tell you! This is not cooperation! This is the duty of mankind to survive! We must not lose twelve human beings who help Azley! Those twelve must not be lost! The Twelve, the Twelve must live! Even if you die, even if your hands and feet are lifted! Trying to pile up a mountain of corpses, you must not lose them! I'll tell you one more time! This is a duty! We cannot afford to lose twelve men in a war against the Demon King's army! For that! To make it anything! I! use your lives - (,)!"

… in the end, a word that Irene, who was an educator, would never use.

A quiet hall. No one sees Eileen with contempt. Its eyes do not stop staring at Eileen, who dwells in a hot soul and puts tears in her eyes as she trembles, even if she looks directly at the hopes of desperate color.

Because everyone in this room understands the heavy responsibility that hangs on those little shoulders.

Lie down, Irene, who keeps trembling, bites her lips and bleeds out of her mouth.

That was a deviation from responsibility.

But no one wanted to block their ears.

Because that wasn't the top word of the Liberation Army (Resistance) that treated itself as a thing, it was the undisputed word of Eileen.

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Leaking whimpers, unstoppable tears.

This is no place for a commander - a woman's words.

With a creaked face, I plead with the mighty men of war - the face of a woman.

I want to protect Azley, who is not here, more than anyone else on this occasion - a woman's wish.

It's the cry of a soul that no one shows together.

It is the cry of a soul that fulfills the wishes of one woman stronger and weaker than anyone else.

Powerful and powerful men in the confines of Eileen's sight.

of the mighty men who stood on both feet at some point - the cry of their souls.

"" Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!!!! "

Shaking all over Ed, the soul's response.

The minds of the mighty are in one thing now.

Grasping the hope of beating despair, his fist was... high, hard, and gripped hard.