The "Accumulated Eye" restrained Rhaenys and overwhelmed Sphine and Grey with "Fear", leaving Flatt alone in the fighting power of the Elmeloy Classroom.

"What kind of magic are you going to show me next? ”

The female magician, who had been in control of the battle, said as she took out the makeup mirror she had brought with her, allowing her eyes to focus on the boy's body through the mirror.

"By the way, you just said optical reflection? ”

"Hey, hey, hey~~~~ to suffer, to suffer, to suffer!!"

Sensing the sight of the orange, Flatt hurriedly thought about dodging in the grass, and it was not difficult to see from his swift movements that he had already attached himself to the "enhanced" magic trick, both in reaction and in the speed of performing the magic spell, which was first-class.

Yet—only two steps after he had run a step, he slipped and hit the trunk of a tree in front of him, fainting on the spot.

“……”

Even if he didn't wear glasses and was in the personality of an iceberg, Orange was a little stunned when he saw this scene. She dared to swear by any means that she had done nothing and that no external forces had interfered with Flatt's actions. This guy simply ran too fast and didn't notice the mud under his feet, and knocked himself unconscious.

"It was self-destructed...... That's a ...... It's a strange thing to be biased like this. ”

"Strengthening" is not only effective in terms of strength, but also on the reflexes and sense of balance, but it does not enhance one's experience and judgment. In Flat's case, his physical abilities have improved dramatically, but he has a mess in his application.

"Or is it because you are so outstanding that you will reveal fatal flaws in some cases - this seems to be what you have in common? ”

Before the words were finished, Orange had already gotten the answer from Lyenys' constantly beating eyelids.

"The El Meloy classroom is indeed an interesting place, no wonder he likes it. Hehe, let's not talk about that, I should have won this time. Oh, no, there is one more-Bai Longqing, do you surrender directly, or do you want to have a magic battle with me? For the sake of getting along fairly happily during this time, I will give you the opportunity to choose. ”

The last remaining Byron turned pale and shivered, not knowing whether it was because of the sudden turn in the tide of battle, or because of Orange's contemptuous attitude, or both. It was exactly the same as the Führer of '45 when he heard that Steiner had not attacked.

The difference was that this time there was no yodel, no Clapps, no Bergdorf by his side, and no matter how angry he was, there was no room to vent, because the enemy had already pointed their guns at him. All he could do was fight to the death, or surrender to his knees.

The middle-aged gentleman pondered, entangled, and the orange was not in a hurry, silently enjoying smoking an out-of-print cigarette with one less.

As the cigarette was about to burn out, she heard singing.

Gray...... Rave (Loud) ...... Crave (crave) ...... Deprave (to fall) ......"

Every time a word is pronounced, the surrounding Great Source is swallowed up by a point.

"yes, that's your secret. ”

The "magic eye" that the female magician had been locked on was finally lifted, and she looked at Grey who was struggling to open her mouth, her orange eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Speaking of your face...... Oops, I didn't expect to use the same technique as me. It's a bit bad now, this guy won't be interested. ”

As if echoing her words, the bag trembled slightly.

The essence of the leather bag is the seal, and the terrifying monster inside the seal is a power that even an orange can't control.

Yard and Grey are also a kind of seal, sealing the Tower of the World and guarding the Holy Spear of Human Reason.

The seals of the same kind affect each other, and they are also beyond the mysterious mutual stimulation of the present world.

The monster in the leather bag made Gray feel a mortal threat and her own powerlessness, and the stimulated Holy Spear woke up, and the stimulated Gray began to transform into the original owner of the Holy Spear.

She was created for this "gun". Just wield it the way this gun is needed. You don't need to think about it from the start. There's no sense of escape from the beginning, so just accept it.

"Grave...... I ...... me"

He hung his head and groaned in his mouth. Grey's consciousness is extinct. Lurking deep inside, another consciousness gradually awakens. Another monster made by his hometown.

In order to confront this monster, the leather bag was automatically opened.

This time it's not a delusion, it's something that happens in reality.

"Such a monster, that kind of weapon. Are you—are you going to ruin this place, ruin Izeruma?"

Following Atram, Byron was also on the verge of collapse.

The darkness in the leather bag spreads outward, like thorny tentacles ready to move.

"Grave...... for you......"

The devoured mana began to rewr.

Between Grey's body and Yard, a cycle begins according to some kind of contract.

Constructed a mysterious environment that has not yet declined, flesh and bone are reborn due to magic, and even the fantasy seed factor possessed by a certain heroic spirit in the past can be imagined to be constructed.

- "What you should be destroying is—"

- "You are a child to be proud of. ”

- "Because, you are more like a hero than anyone else." ”

The voice echoed in the girl's mind.

The voice of the hometown.

The right people.

Rejoicing in the "change" of the girl, simple parents and relatives.

Ahh

Just give yourself completely.

Just change.

Become an ancient hero who is not his current self.

"Run now, or you won't be able to run if you want to. Orange pressed her temples and began to add a strengthening spell to herself.

"There's no need for that. ”

With a voice of indifference and helplessness, two figures, one red and one black, fell from the sky.

The red one pounced on the leather bag at the orange's feet, instantly knocked the leather bag away, and caught up with it at a faster speed, and then hit and flew again, and in the blink of an eye, the leather bag had already flown into the sky.

The black one came to Grey's side, and despite the effect of Yard's devouring magic, he forcibly snatched the "Death Scythe", which was full of magic and was being transformed into a holy spear, with his hand.

The half-spear and half-sickle weapon kept struggling, as if it was about to fly back to its master's side, how could Shinji let it go back and forcibly suppress it with brute force.

"Be honest!"

In the rough shouting, the struggle calmed down, and at the same time, there was the brilliance of the stars contained in it.

The Holy Lance can only be used by Artoria herself, as well as by Grey, who was born to reproduce King Arthur. Breaking free from Grey's grasp, the link between the man and the gun is severed, and the seal takes effect again, suppressing it back to its original form, a small box in a birdcage-like sill.

Losing the stimulation of the holy spear, the monster in the leather bag was no longer ready to move, and was pressed back into the leather bag by Duan Zang.

A catastrophe level that spirals out of control disappears into obscurity.