He sets up a wild machete and steps in this way.
The act, perhaps something like shrinking, invisible, and not even hearing a closer sound, jumps into my nose with a wild knife and flashes with a slight roar.
Extremely impatient, murderous as if pushing through one's own body.
Until then, the motion was only for a moment.
I concentrate my whole body muscles on dodging and distracting myself from the sword muscle of that wild knife.
And I managed to rebuild my posture, aiming at his right cheek with my magical left arm, beating him to death with all my strength.
But he seems to have figured out my true aim, and he immediately leaves me and takes a distance from that left hand.
I put my magical foot on the ground and freeze the ground around me.
He jumps up to escape from it and flashes a wild tadpole towards the ice on the ground.
Along with the explosion of cutting the sky, the ice on the ground is going to be scattered, and even his own body, which is not directed, is going to be blown away by wind pressure.
There he lands, pointing his sword tip this way.
"... chip"
I accidentally pound my tongue.
This one also has the power off common sense, but he's more than that.
I meant it originally, but if I caught my guard even for a moment, this neck would fall off.
I'm dancing in the sky. Turn the ice into electricity and limit his movements.
If here he waves the sword, there the current flows through his body and a great gap can be made.
But he seems to be aware of it too, just staring at this one in silence.
As if provoking.
I was turning it into electricity, turning the ice into a fire column, trying to burn his body just like that.
But once he waves his sword, all the firepillars disappear with the wind pressure.
... Again, he can't be the only one with a glimmer.
The moment I thought so, all the ice that was suddenly dancing through the universe was shattered and that wild sword was looming in front of me.
When I fly to the side of the earthen field with the death approaching at the speed of sound, I hear the tree falling behind me.
When I saw it, I saw the trees there falling with a beautiful incision pointing this way.
"... ugh!?
"... if you are making any extra findings?
That's all he says, flashes from my shoulder to my thigh.
The glimmer was no less pale than the earlier one, and it was not one that could never be forgiven.
But I was right about him, and I found out.
His wild knife rips my body off my shoulder.
"- Ah."
The place stroked by the wild machete gets hot as it burns.
Face the pain, but to prepare for his second blow, he forcibly restarts his posture.
But he saw my blood and took a distance.
And then I realize that my blood is unnaturally floating in the air.
... Oh, I finally understand.
His giant wild knife is just a positive move.
The real weapon is the thread (...) that is here.
That's probably why Zahr's glasses broke.
At the same time, I understand that I saw my own winning eyes.
He was afraid to use it as a backdrop.
Previous defeats. My magic.
Then if the other person is a human being... if the other person is a person who fears defeat, this one is better.
Eating humans is the fate of monsters.
Follow the blood on the thread as it is and freeze his thread.
But you noticed that. He severed the thread, too.
… without even realizing that the behavior is a big gap.
I create an ice spear from my own fingertips and pierce his right shoulder.
And then we pierce his body from each of the four more fingertips.
"You've got a fight."
"... not yet"
He bites off the ice and frees the arm holding the wild machete.
As it is, he chops off each ice.
But the wound seemed deeper than I thought, and collapsed from my knee the moment I was free.
"... hey, is this the year"
He stands up with his own sword as a cane and still runs this way.
I... despite being an enemy, I was falling in love with the way he was hurting but coming up against me.
But the ice that put together the current that was floating in the air hits his knife only for a moment, and the impact causes him to let go of his hand from the knife.
At that moment, his knees fall to the ground and freeze gradually from the end of it.
Me too... just like him, kneel on the ground.
"... Ha, ha. Mine, you win...!
"... oh. Right. You win."
He listens so I can be sure.
He... repents, and somewhere proud, crushes the word.
"... heh. If you're going to kill me, it's not a bad story."
"Yes, well..."
In contrast to him, who seems to have a little leeway, my consciousness was already about to go on.
You have to put your left arm against your chest for healing magic, but not instantly, so you have to endure pain during that time.
Besides, the hand I was hitting felt so hot right now.
"Last. Can I talk to you for a second?
"... oh. Please be as short as you can."
"Thank you. Talking about Lisette is nothing else."
"Lisette has been abused by her parents since she was young. The reason is… her presence was' extra 'because her brother was sufficient for the collection of the prestigious aristocracy."
"... extra"
"In time, she was progressively distorted. He says he's not confident in his own existential value, and his brother, his parents, and the public hated him for taking it away"
... Nothing, I can't say.
I didn't realize that, against me, or against the fact that I couldn't do anything until then.
"And that one night she was kidnapped and helped by one young man"
"... it"
"Yes, it's you. You were the only one who kept an eye on her. She has found what she calls her own existential value to you."
"He would accept me. and"
"Of course, I know you didn't pick people to help. But you have a habit of speaking face to face. That's what makes it a deadly bad habit."
"... So it's my fault"
"I can't say enough. If you say so, the world is bad. Only."
"... I can't do it"
"Oh. And let me just tell you one more thing"
"Now she is Lisette, but not Lisette herself"
"... what do you mean?
"Aren't you Lazareth himself?
The moment he says that, something flies off his back.
When I checked it, I was convinced it was an arrow I had seen before.
At the same time, arrows fly early into his body.
As dozens of arrows pierced his body, he fell from his face to the ground, desperate.
I looked in the direction of the arrow, and there were Peswen soldiers with crossbows.
"Lazareth, are you okay!?
With that word, Rick rushes over here.
I answer that question exhaling after staring at him like that.
"... oh. I'm fine. This wound is no big deal."
"Right. Your Majesty has arranged for us to send rescue to you now. So, where is Lord Bettenburg going?
"I don't know. Fallen off during the antiwar with Forse. If you haven't seen it, I don't think you're anywhere near here."
That's what I said, sit back on the ground.
... these guys are trying to resurrect the devil.
Here and now, should we get rid of it?
The question rings in my chest.
But my voice pops into my ear as if to disturb my thoughts about that question.
"Hi, Lazareth. Long time no see."
"... marialette"
"Didn't you just say hi? Don't stare at me."
"... bad, I'm tired. Later, please."
"It doesn't work either. I thought I'd tell you about our plan."
"We march to Forse tonight. You will break Forse's alliance unilaterally, but righteousness is here."
"... right"
"Oh, you have a face that doesn't float. Something bothering you?
"No.... anyway, I can't take part in that war"
"Huh?"
"I still have something to do. Neither Forse nor Mactoria, let alone even Peswen, matters. Even Sophia..."
I realize what I'm saying and I hold my mouth.
... What was I trying to say now?
I realize my horrible words and actions, and I turn away.
She tells me to whisper that to me.
"I don't know about this, but I think Sophia's in your house right now."
"... what makes you think that?
"Charlotte...... was it? I assume she said she was headed to your house? Then she'll make the decision to assemble once at a common destination."
"... then even Mactoria does"
"If it's Mactoria, we'll protect it. We're going to Mactoria once."
"At best, do your best to show it to me. Master Sage?"
That's all she says, she goes back to Rick.
... If you do it, I can handle the guide.
The word left me anxious that it might not apply to my current case, and I headed to my own house.