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Seiken Tsukai no Kinju Eishou - Volume 7 - Chapter 9

Published at 20th of March 2020 07:30:25 AM


Chapter 9

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Chapter 9      Dark clouds hanging over, the evil spirit returns again

 

 

– Stop, Nii-samaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The shout of Satsuki that sounded like a shriek beat the eardrums of Moroha.

Taken aback, he stopped the fist raising overhead towards Zhixin.

Satsuki clung to that arm,

– It’s enough! Moroha was saved, so that guy doesn’t want to fight anymore and I’m okay with it! It’s no good to keep going for more. Nii-sama will end up going to a place he can’t be recovered from like before again

She finally supplicated with a crying voice.

“Before?” What on earth does that mean? He didn’t know what Satsuki was saying.

But what crossed his mind was the dream he had the other day.

In his previous life, Flaga exercised strength, obeying his anger, and in the end that fearful memory that degenerated with evil gods.

Moroha closed his eyes to bear it and eventually slowly lowered the fist raised overhead.

– Thank you… Moroha…

Satsuki was relieved in tears then lost consciousness as if sleeping, as if the thread of tension that was being strained the whole time snapped.

Moroha firmly caught the delicate body that leaned on him, losing strength and opened his eyes wide.

With a body like this, she kept enduring Zhixin’s blows and in the end, when he recalled that she protected Shizuno against Jupiter, he wanted to praise her with all that he had. He was that much proud of her.

– I also… thank you for stopping me…

Moroha whispered to the ear of Satsuki who slept with a contented face.

Then he turned a severe look in his eyes and glared at Zhixin again.

He saw that Moroha had lost the intention to fight and sunk down to the floor right where he was.

– Haa… haa… haa… haah….

His broken arms were on the ground and cold sweat hung down gaspingly.

Fresh blood kept flowing from the eyes like red tears.

Moroha looked down at his state with a cold face.

Hearing the supplication of Satsuki, he just concealed his emotions.

The still lingering anger rose up from his whole body like a flame with prana.

It was terribly silent.

All the living creatures in the forest became frightened and held their breath so as to not be touched by God.

Even the wind died down.

Zhixin bowed down and kneeled down as if escaping from the gaze of Moroha.

– I humbly and earnestly want to be granted your forgiveness. I value my life above anything else.

– You still think I’m the mastermind controlling the metaphysical, don’t you? And yet you think it’s okay for me to forgive you?

– No, to tell the truth, I do not think it is really to that point. At least, I do not plan to risk my life for that conjecture.

Zhixin brazenly spoke out.

In reality, he didn’t care about exterminating and eradicating metaphysicals through and through.

His desire was the most important thing above all.

(Well, it doesn’t mean it started with this guy only…)

Moroha shut his eyes annoyingly and grieved as if spitting out all the unbearable feelings.

Then looked up at the night sky.

Charles stood still, the moon on his back.

– What? What’s your deal with me?

He asked, bending his chin.

– I have to thank you.

– Do I need it? I just did what I wanted to do. It’s not like I helped you. In the first place, who would help you? You’re an extremely self-conscious bastard.

Charles waved his hands irritably.

– Is that so? I won’t do it then.

Because Moroha still hadn’t forgiven Charles.

Discretion wasn’t necessary.

– Now, there’s something I want to tell you──

He stared at Zhixin and immediately returned his gaze to Charles.

– Looking so grandiose? What? You have something to say?

– I don’t care about S-Rank and SS-Rank, so get a life, each and every one of you!

Moroha fully realized this time.

– I was asked by the demon living there.

He pointed at the mansion,

– For what sake does the White Knight Organization exist? It’s a scary question if you think about it.

He scowled at Zhixin and asked.

– Can you reply, throwing out your chest?

– Naturally, it is to exterminate the metaphysicals, yes?

Zhixin replied frivolously.

Moroha looked up at Charles and asked.

– What about you?

– I agree. Don’t tell me useless things in detail.

Charles spat out with a surly face.

– In other words, the three of us have the same opinion. That much is obvious.

Moroha calmly made his shoulders quiver.

He hung his head, bared his fangs and gritted his teeth, making a sound.

– In that case, why are we in this unpleasant state of affairs…?

He stared at the crouching Zhixin,

– Did you lament the endless whack-a-mole game? Or doing so is our duty? You’re more or less being conceited about something, aren’t you?

He glared up at Charles who had a displeasured face in the sky,

– But what about reality? No matter how much time passes, the power struggles and internal conflicts will be there. It’s as if we have to exterminate metaphysicals in our spare time, isn’t that right?

While having the power and not taking notice of the present Saviors.

That was a waste of strength.

There was nothing more wasteful than this.

– It’s not like I’m saying to selflessly devote to that. I’m not that kind of extravagant person. I’m not saying anything complicated, just accomplishing our part is alright. But why can’t you just do that──exterminate the metaphysicals silently!?

The shout of Moroha pierced the dark sky.

It shook the trees, the mountain trembled and an echo was made.

Without replying anything, Zhixin bowed low.

Charles──made his face change color.

Was he angry or humiliated? It was dyed bright red enough to be reflected in the dark.

His blue eyes brightened piercingly and shouted back in anger.

– Shut up…. Aren’t you the one being conceited? You’re set up as S-Rank and you already plan to be equal to us? Don’t insult me with impertinent remarks, you green who became a Savior!

– Feel ashamed the moment you viewed me as a green!

But when Moroha argued him down, he shrunk back as if he had suffered a physical shock.

– Guuh… guuu….

Charles turned his complexion even more dark red and raised the corner of the eyes to the limit.

A bothersome and obstinate person.

Not even Moroha thought he would admit it right away and say it.

Rather, he just said nothing, he wasn’t satisfied.

Moroha had been enrolled in Akane Academy for half a year.

In this time, the metaphysicals that had appeared became brutal very fast.

Despite this, the White Knight Organization didn’t seem like they made any progress.

No matter how much progress the training of Saviors made, if the crucial top didn’t serve its purpose, then who would know what the future of the organization would be.

They seemed to be self-conscious about that at least.

Troubles came after another, so he had the right to be allowed to say this much.

– You’re also worried about that human-type thing, right?

– … Shut up…. I don’t need you telling me that.

The corner of the eyes of Charles came down.

His shoulders dropped slightly and the tone of his voice became weak.

Seeing him like that, Moroha took a breath and scratched his head.

 

──How long do I have to be trapped in this darkness!?

 

He stopped that hand.

Moroha reflexively looked up to the sky, to the familiar piercing cry.

Charles in the sky also glared at the sky.

And they spotted it at the same time.

The headless metaphysical came flying at a terrifying speed from somewhere and descended from the far heavens.

On its back, thin clouds suddenly covered the sky as if darkness eating light.

The stars were eaten one after another and only the moon barely showed resistance, leaving an obscure brilliance.

On the ground, a lukewarm wind began to blow.

Satana gradually filled the atmosphere and Moroha felt suffocation.

– Hey, isn’t this Haimura-sama’s doing as expected?

– Zhixin.

He looked back and the figure of the man who should be crouching there disappeared.

In the interval he took his eyes off him!

– Are you going to escape alone?

– I will escape. I said that I value my life, did I not? The 36 Stratagems are the best here, did you know?

With only his voice echoing, the presence of Zhixin ended up disappearing completely.

What a escaping speed.

His eyes didn’t see. How admirably, on the contrary, he was impressed.

In the meanwhile, a strong light condensed on the part that would be the mouth of the headless metaphysical if it were a human.

A laser breath was shot from high in the sky to the ground.

It landed on the ground, a thunderous roar and cloud of dust arose.

Its aim was rubbish because it was still too far, so no one was hurt, but《Les Éléments》fell into panic and trembled with fear.

Moreover, the evil spirit ruthlessly fired a second shot from its nonexistent oral cavity.

It impacted once again in a wrong direction, but sooner or later someone might become a prey.

Moroha, seeing the start of the amassing of the third shot, carried Satsuki who lost consciousness in his arms and ran to Leshya who similarly fell face down.

– All members, prepare for the expansion of the《Ager Grid》! I leave Blaise as the leader!

– Understood.

The《Les Éléments》, who ran about, trying to escape, regained their control with the command of the prominent and giant magician.

The other person, the man who was calmed from the beginning, started spelling, gathering around him.

As the giant magician splendidly commanded《Les Éléments》, on the other hand──

– Hey, Charles. Where are you going?

The man who was supposed to be the boss suddenly tried to fly high in the sky of his own accord.

Moroha asked while holding Satsuki in his right hand and Leshya in his left hand.

– What a foolish question.

The eyes of Charles, who answered so, were glued to the metaphysical that continued descending.

– You think you’re going to do something to that by yourself?

– That’s also a foolish question. Don’t make me say every single thing, it’s irritating.

– Did you hear what I said? This is not the case for internal conflicts!

– … Even if there’s that. That’s right, I have to face it by myself. Whether that is really Flavie or not.

– This obstinate person.

Charles ended up saying, without lending an ear to Moroha’s words.

Moroha had no means to forcibly stop him from flying in the sky.

As he rapidly flew, Charles ordered《Les Éléments》.

– Stand by. Heal the students.

「「「Yes!」」」

The magicians under his command received the order, gathering their voices, and especially adopted a posture and pulled out their sabers.

– We offer our sabers to our leader!

With the order of the giant magician, dozens of sabers were released.

They dashed in the air by themselves, catching up with the 11th Saint-Germain.

Coupled with Charles’s mana, they came under his control and positioned themselves to protect the king.

In the end, Charles looked back at Moroha only once.

– Haimura Moroha. I only give you my thanks because you guided me to that.

He said with a not-so interested face.

– You could be a bit more honest, you troublesome man.

– It’s my nature.

Charles said over his shoulders, then suddenly sped up and dashed up to the heavens in one go.

To the field in which “The Magician of the Eiffel Tower” acted unchallenged.

Be that as it may, that was hardly a place Moroha could reach.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Satana blew fiercely at the summit of the firmament.

Charles faced the Arch Fiend from the front.

(It’s small)

That was his first impression.

If he ignored the atypical appearance, such as not having a neck and a nest of snakes instead of legs, it was no offense to say that it was really「like a person」.

In general, it was outside the norm in an opposite meaning compared to other specimens with giant bodies.

The evil spirit class descended, facing somewhere, but upon seeing his approach, it stopped there.

Countless snakes danced and roamed like a toddler playing and badgering,

 

──Oh, Charles! Charles! It is you!

 

Countless flameballs were fired from its mouth.

Their size was that of a basketball at best, but the amount of heat contained was extraordinary.

And he felt a pressure like they were 2nd Rank Dark Arts from each one of them.

Moreover, they went at a speed impossible for the Kuroma Charles to see.

But.

The surrounding sabers changed their battle formation at once.

They formed asterisk patterns with a set of three and deployed hexagonal walls of magic power.

The barriers stopped all the flameballs in a direct-hit course and guarded their leader.

Bursting sweltering heat.

Emitting fumes from the explosions.

Charles glared at the evil spirit from the gaps of the fumes and asked.

– Yes, it’s me. Are you Flavie?

There was no rely.

What came instead was another round of flameballs.

 

──Let me touch your hands! Let me jump into your chest!

 

And a conversation that wasn’t painfully established.

Charles closed his eyes while the saber formation guarded countless flameballs as he ignored the sounds of the continuous violent explosions like it were other people’s affairs.

It was painful.

This thing talked with the nostalgic voice of Flavie and like his beloved Flavie.

Its ugly appearance, which didn’t look like Flavie, scattered flames of destruction.

That was hard to observe.

With the guard entrusted to the saber formation and his eyes still closed, he threw off both leather gloves.

The hands that appeared from underneath were ones that had been used for a long time similar to a craftsman’s.

He slowly grasped them──and opened them to check their tactile sensation.

– If. If you’re a monster that pretends to be Flavie, I’ll burn you out without leaving any bones.

He put a five-line spell into written form with his five right fingers all at once.

– But. If you’re really Flavie… then I’ll make myself comfortable.

He put another five-line spell into written form with his five left fingers all at once.

A great magic double cast that only Charles was able to do in the world.

Giving rise to blacker-than-night-sky hellfire of hell with both hands,

– If you’re my beloved Flavie, I’m sure you would wish for that!

He released them as he carefully observed.

The jet-black hellfire encircled the evil spirit, doing a pincer attack from left and right.

The 5th Rank turned the wide area into scorched earth.

However much agile the evil spirit was, he didn’t give it a place to escape from the beginning.

He bared his fangs from left to right like the jaw of a giant monster and burned the headless metaphysical.

The smell of meat burning assaulted his nostrils.

It was scorched by hellfire, writhed in pain and made the serpents and both hands act violently.

 

──It is cold! It is cold! Help me, Charles! It is as if my body was being cut!

A piercing cry that was unbearable to hear.

Charles stared at it without moving his eyebrows and cool-headedly listened to it again.

As he declared.

He decided to destroy it even if this evil spirit was a mere shadow of Flavie’s former self.

An arrogant logic that felt as if a sensible person would frown if they heard it.

However, Charles arrogantly stuck to his own justice.

This is the Charles that Flavie loved.

Therefore, this was mutual love.

Even if they were about to be backbitten around the world, this was the absolute truth between Charles and Flavie!

 

The body of the evil spirit appeared from below the vanishing hellfire.

The hellfire made its whole body be mercilessly and hideously burned and some of the snakes were completely carbonized.

And a darkish sphere let its top peek through the area around the heart of a human.

(That’s what Chloe was saying, huh)

Charles observed with a sharp gaze.

The evil spirit didn’t move like it was dead.

But a miasma-like black mist quickly overflowed from the sphere.

A high-density satana enough to be able to be caught by the naked eye.

The dark clouds that covered the night sky quickly got thicker.

At the same time, the evil spirit made the carbonized skin peel off scattering and revealed a brand new skin from below.

It made a display of an unusual level of regenerative ability.

Moreover, it didn’t stop there.

 

──Please, Charles! Come to save me quickly! And give me a kiss!

 

Fierce light converged on the part of the headless metaphysical where the mouth should properly be.

No sooner than it exploded dazzlingly, conspicuously and burning hotly, a beam surged from there, attacking Charles.

The sabers created hexagonal barriers in an instant, protecting their owner.

Although they couldn’t stop the beam, they did deflect it in a different direction.

But at the same time, the three sabers that made the barrier ended up breaking into pieces.

– Tsk. I still can do it.

Charles clicked his tongue, irritated.

A total of 44 sabers built the battle formation.

It was a sore to end up losing three of them.

Furthermore, the evil spirit began to gather light for a second shot in its nonexistent mouth.

(I can’t let it shoot that…)

Strangely, Charles made the same tactical decision against Moroha the other day.

He spread his hands and made his 10 fingers flash.

Tempestuously and accurately like the quick play of a pianist.

Each finger put a 1st Rank Dark Arts into written form.

5《Flare》and 5《White Breath》were written almost at the same time, then another.

And another.

He generated a storm of flames and blizzard without resting.

Hot and cold waves with a force to fill the heavens to capacity blew, attacking the evil spirit violently and incessantly.

 

──It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts!

 

Conversely, the piercing cry of the evil spirit tortured Charles’s ears.

It took the barrage and kept shooting beams while writhing in pain.

Three more sabers were sacrificed as they prevented them.

(It will force its way at this rate)

Charles didn’t let his fingers falter and increased the pressure of the barrage even more.

Flames and blizzards.

More than a hundred Dark Art barrages showered the evil spirit with blows.

The fingers of Charles, which were trained as if they were tormented, made that possible.

The average metaphysical would have been annihilated a long time ago.

But──the regenerative powers of this one were extraordinary.

It suffered. It was in agony.

But it regenerated every burn and freeze.

He didn’t feel like it was working at all despite carrying out a fierce attack of this degree.

And as it suffered, it kept shooting beams without fail.

3, 4, 5 shots.

Each time, the defense of Charles was tore off by three.

Its regenerative powers were almost inexhaustible.

And his protection was definitely limited.

Cold sweat ran down Charles’s back.

– Interesting. My mana or your satana, which one will run out first and who will win!?

That shout was nothing but a show of courage to shake himself.

But as it if were a divine revelation, Charles heard.

Among the sounds of explosions by the repeated《Flare》.

 

*Snap*──

 

The sound of something breaking.

Except for Charles and the evil spirit, there was nothing else in the skies?

Then what was that sound?

Charles strained his eyes and listened carefully.

Then, he saw.

The sphere contained within the left chest of the evil spirit.

Compared to when he saw it at the beginning, its blackness had faded considerably and the concentration was halved.

Far from that, on the surface of the sphere, a small crack ran on it.

That sound was the sound of that thing cracking?

Although this was his specialty, Charles temporarily stopped the barrage by means of boisterous《Flare》and《White Breath》and switched to the silent《Mind Thrust》.

And strained his ears.

Then, he heard.

 

──Charles, please. Run away.

 

It wasn’t a piercing cry, but a thin voice that he probably would have failed to hear.

 

──As things are, I will end up killing you.

 

Flavie begged.

The whole body of Charles shuddered.

He felt the beats of his heart accelerating and his blood getting hotter.

With that, he couldn’t hear anymore the voice of the feeble Flavie.

But he had a hunch.

He stared at the sphere contained within the left chest of the evil spirit.

– I see…. You’re imprisoned inside of it…!

Increasing their momentum even more, the ten fingers of Charles moved around.

He stopped using the inferior-in-power《Mind Thrust》.

His specialty, the instrumental duo of flames and cold.

He forgot the pacing and attacked, knocking them off without a break.

Burning it more and more and more and more with hot air and cold air.

Making it regenerate more and more and more and more.

Making it waste its satana, he would smash that sphere and rescue Flavie from inside!

Losing himself in it, Charles assembled mana and wrote characters.

Meanwhile, the number of sabers had been reduced to 20 by the beam attacks.

It felt as if that supposedly headless thing smiled broadly.

 

──Wait, Charles! I am going noooooooooow.

 

It shouted words that weren’t Flavie’s words with Flavie’s voice.

It made full use of its regenerative powers, recklessly charged into the barrage and approached.

The saber formation revolved without a moment’s delay.

They lined up multiple barriers of magic power, forming castle walls in the air.

But they were thin.

Only six barriers of magic power were deployed.

They just barely stopped the charge of the evil spirit.

Moreover, small gaps between the barriers were made.

The nest of snakes raised their heads from below the skirt of the evil spirit spread slovenly.

They shoved their heads into the gaps between the barriers and flooded Charles, coming out from there.

 

──Well now! I will embrace you closely!

 

A number of big snakes bared its fangs right before his eyes.

Charles instantly used his left hand as a hand sword and mowed them down horizontally.

《Flare》was completed just before he was bitten to death.

The violent explosion succeeded in repelling the serpents that came rushing.

The performance of his thoroughly tempered Dark Arts saved his life in difficult times.

But this didn’t mean he was safe.

The《Flare》manifested at a very close distance tormented Charles himself with its aftermath.

The weakness of the Dark Art was the range attack.

His suit was tattered.

He didn’t bother to enumerate the places that sustained burns throughout his body.

Moreover, the nest of snakes was infinite, and the regenerated second formation attacked, passing through the gaps of the barriers.

– I won’t lose…

He had no choice but to repel them, using《Flare》at point-blank range again.

As his body was burned again.

– I won’t retreat…

Charles, who repelled the third formation of the nest of snakes, suffered the attack of his own flames.

Sharp pain tormented his whole body and the sensation of his fingertips was prone to disappear.

– I’ll never avert my eyes from you again…

He forcibly moved them with the power of his spirit.

The fourth formation of the nest of snakes arrived.

They regenerated as soon as they were burned down. They never came to an end.

Every time they were repelled, Charles was exposed to his own flames.

He raised the corner of his eyes and stared at the left chest of the evil spirit.

The concentration of miasma hadn’t been reduced too much from half.

This metaphysical was too strong.

– I…

He couldn’t say the rest of his words.

 

Now, what swirled in Charles’s head were Moroha’s words.

Why didn’t you look for Flavie directly? He blamed,

Why do you spend all your time struggling for power and exterminate metaphysicals in your spare time? He blamed.

(Is this my punishment…?)

He saw the evil spirit wickedly wriggling beyond the barriers and gritted his teeth.

Charles didn’t beg forgiveness to anyone.

Without being concerned about being hated or resented by anyone.

Except for one person.

She was the only one.

Flavie.

 

──You are a hopeless person, Charles! You rejected me, so this is your divine punishment!

 

Finally, one of the big snakes opened its mouth wide, right in front of him.

The movement of his fingers became blunt, revealing they were burned.

It bit at his top of the shoulder. He didn’t feel pain.

The pain in his chest was much worse.

Charles closed his eyes tightly.

– I’m not allowed, huh…

Right after that, a single tear spilled over and fell.

 

 

The aftermath of the fierce battle in the sky rained incessantly on the ground.

In order to protect themselves from the attacks of the evil spirit class and the Dark Arts of Charles that became stray bullets, the majority of Les Éléments mobilized the wide-area defense ritual Dark Arts《Ager Grid》and with the dome of light that they created, combining their strength, they somehow managed to endure the aftermath.

While Charles was fighting in the sky, Moroha on the ground was fighting against time.

He took the right arm of Shizuno and made her lay down on the ground, then traced her skin with his finger and wrote magic characters at a high speed.

《Healing》 .

It was a technique that had unusual recovery effects despite being a Dark Art, but in reality, the wound wasn’t completely recovered with a single button like in games.

Usually, the healing rate was agonizingly slow.

But now, seeing the speed of Moroha’s healing, 《Les Éléments》 caught their breaths.

Half of their consciousness was concentrated on healing while supporting the dome of light with mana.

Everyone took off their skull masks and stared so as to not miss anything.

Having a connection with ancient wisdom, the leading disciples of the unparalleled magic association with a deep knowledge of Dark Arts looked like they were in presence of an unbelievable miracle.

Chloe and the others, who were requested to heal Satsuki and Leshya, were dumbfounded and stopped working.

– Alright…

After he wrote the last line, Moroha raised his face from Shizuno’s arm.

– We have no time. Only your left arm was healed, sorry.

– But I’m okay now?

Shizuno gave a commendable reply.

As he got up, supporting her upper body, Moroha briefly explained.

– I don’t have Saratiga, using incantations is out of the question and a 8th one will end up swallowing Charles too, the only thing that seems to be effective is a 5th one though I’m a bit worried about the power. So if we do as I say──

The completely healed fingertips of Shizuno touched Moroha’s chest as if interrupting the explanation.

(Don’t tell everyone)

She conveyed with her writing.

If they weren’t in a strained situation, he would like to ask「Are you really the witch of the Realm of the Dead?」

But he suddenly resisted.

– Let’s do it.

– Yes.

The two stood up giving a sidelong glance to《Les Éléments》who seemed to wonder “what are they going to do?”

Moroha tightly stuck behind Shizuno.

He turned the left hand forward and put it on top of Shizuno’s right hand from above.

His right hand tightly grabbed the rich left breast of Shizuno.

– Hey.

– What?

– Your heart is beating too loudly.

– It can’t be helped? Don’t tell me something that is beyond me?

– Do I get somebody else to replace you?

– No, I’m not giving up my spot.

– But we aren’t synchronized?

– Is that so? But for me, Moroha’s heart has turned into something like a bell though?

Shizuno put her weight on him and glued closer to him.

– I-it can’t be helped, you know? Then let’s go like this. Can you match me?

– If I can’t match you, then who else can do it I wonder?

Even as they cracked jokes, the breathing speed of the two became one.

To be precise, Shizuno matched him.

They extended the index fingers of their stacked hands.

「「Write──」」

They started spelling exactly at the same time without being out of sync at all.

They even made their chanting be perfectly in unison.

 

Oh, I wonder if which has become the sweetness of the night air that strokes my skin

Is our Queen who has gone to the harmonious heaven to see us clearly?

I beg of you, listen to my words

Send your arms to earth

I wish for Hagun to be fulfilled with your divine will

 

The two of them wrote characters floating in the air and tapped it with their fingertips.

In an instant──

Light came over them from the heavens.

The moonlight pierced the cloudy sky invoked by the evil spirit and illuminated Moroha and Shizuno like a spotlight.

That wasn’t all.

The light came converging rapidly, increasing the intensity of light continuously.

It condensed and gave a powerful glimmer.

It turned into a beautiful javelin as if it was made by the moon itself.

Moreover, it was as divinely and large as a weapon made for a giant.

Ancestral Arts Dark Arts《Moonlight Javelin》.

Seeing that, 《Les Éléments》made a commotion.

– I am sorryyyyy. What is thaaaat…?

– Its brilliance is completely different from the《Moonlight Javelin》I know, but…

– Even if we consider the difference in mana between us and Haimura-dono, it doesn’t explain that…

– They wrote it at the same time, so maybe the secret is that way of doing it…?

The gallery seemed to be full of work habits, but time was running out.

In the sky, each time Charles repelled the nest of snakes, he was hurt by his own flames.

However, even if he could defend against them, destroying himself was a matter of time.

They mustn’t postpone it a second longer.

Moroha, who turned towards the giant silver javelin floating in the empty sky, raised his hand overhead with Shizuno.

He aimed at one point.

– I can’t see them?

– Close your eyes and just do as I do.

It was too far away for a Kuroma, but because he was a Shirogane who had Clairvoyance, he could see easily it without obstruction.

Moroha took a big breath and swung down the hand he held up over his head with Shizuno.

– Gooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

The moonlight javelin flew at a speed that could be misread as a rocket.

And it ended with that.

At last, burnings were originated in the nest of serpents in the sky.

One of the snakes bit at the top of Charles’s shoulder.

The face of Charles was dyed in despair and closed his eyes.

The evil spirit showed rejoice and raised both hands as if this was its favorite food.

That was from its side.

Moroha and Shizuno’s thrown《Moonlight Javelin》pierced and hollowed out the side of the evil spirit, pierced the sphere on the left chest, cracked it to pieces completely and passed through to the opposite side.

The javelin pierced the cloudy sky again.

The impact diffused in a circle, creating a giant rift between the clouds.

From there, the moon appeared completely, illuminating the sky and the ground brightly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Charles opened his eyes, dumbfounded.

 

──Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

 

He took no notice of the scream of the evil spirit in its last moments somewhere far away.

He ignored the big snake biting at his top shoulder that crumbled down like a dry clay work as if it were somebody else’s problem.

He overlooked not only that big snake but also the whole body of the headless evil spirit crumbling from the side.

Charles saw only one thing.

The place where the sphere was contained within the chest of the evil spirit.

The fleeting glimmer flickered.

It was the tender brightness of a soul.

『I wanted to see you… I wanted to see you all this time, Charles…』

He heard a nostalgic voice.

Charles could no longer endure the overflowing tears.

In his blurred field of vision, the flickering light scattered, forming an even large figure.

Like a pointillist painting made of light, it became the figure of his beloved one.

– Me too… Flavie…

The flash of light that ran through in an instant, like a lightning reversely attacking the heavens, freed her from the dark prison.

Words didn’t come out as if they were emotionally moved with each other.

They felt it was enough to stare at each other.

And yet, the dots of light that shaped Flavie were about to move as if being flown by the wind.

– Wait!

Charles extended his hand, but it went through her and couldn’t catch anything.

He couldn’t reach her even if he was beside her.

He was attacked by a feeling as if he had fallen from heaven to hell.

『Don’t be flustered…』

However, Flavie shook her head.

She smiled like an affectionate mother whom he met fortuitously in hell.

『I am still alive…. I will definitely go back to you…』

Her smile vanished.

And flew in the air, scattering, then flew to the eastern sky becoming a river of stars.

Seeing her off, Charles swore.

– This time. I’ll definitely find you…

 





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