Chapter 13: The Spiral of Stillness

"I need Fujino Asakami"

"Do what?"

"Revive the two rituals of her origins"

"Who is she?"

"The One Who Can Go to the Roots"

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"Roots?"

"That's right, the roots"

Araya Zonglian looked as if she didn't know what the root root represented, but she just said it plainly, but it made Rod take two deep breaths.

"How could the other party not know? Even if Rod didn't know, he had no reason not to know, right?"

The magician, the miracle worker, this will not be taken lightly by any circumstances. Because isn't his current situation exactly what the magicians have created?

Isn't the Holy Grail, the thing that communicates the roots, a miracle of mankind...

"What are you going to do?" Rhodes' eyes were fanatical, and his wishes, which had not been possible, suddenly appeared in front of him, making him a little anxious and a little out of shape.

He wants to go to the roots...

But Akuya Zonglian didn't pay any attention to such a gaffe, all he cared about was whether he could achieve his goal, and whether the person in front of him was on the same path as him.

He needed a helping hand because his plans had been thwarted.

He didn't know if it was an obstacle given to him by the inhibition force, and the original perfect wedge had been pulled out to make him wake up.

"I have my goal, of course, but do you want to go to that place too?

The sorrowful monk stared at the legend in front of him, unconcerned about the blackness around him.

It's not that I'm confident enough to defeat the heroic spirit in front of me, but I just understand, in the end, it's just that it's just such a thing as intuition plus the 'reasonableness' of the mysterious.

"Tsk, this is not something that can be said casually" Rodt paused, narrowed his eyes, opened and clenched his left hand, he smacked his lips without hesitation.

It's okay to say this kind of thing to anyone, but not to aliens.

What is a joke to an ordinary human is a dangerous possibility to an alien.

"Hmph" The black magician was not only disdainful but amused, he sneered, then turned around and walked outside the alley.

"Rodritte, I know more or less what you desire, but it's not the time yet..." He stepped into the shadows, then stopped, and turned half of his face sideways, without sorrow or joy.

"You saw my stuff?"

In just an instant, Rhodes thought of his own 'plan', and immediately, a huge amount of magic was mobilized, and the visions that gathered set off psychedelic colors.

Heavy and dangerous.

As long as there is half a point wrong, Rod would rather give up this possibility than let himself become the target of public criticism.

"Yes, no, what is it?" But Araya Zonglian had no fear, and even the triple ring around her body scattered.

"You're not going to do it, Rodritte, think about it"

Then, he disappeared around the corner.

'Did he know, or was he fooling me?' Rhodes didn't make a move, clenching his fists as he stood at the end of the alley, the ground around him stained with a hint of red.

He wasn't sure what the man meant, but the apprehension weighed on him.

He also walked out of the alley.

He couldn't help it, he couldn't just kill that man, and even... if he really looked at his plan, maybe it would be better.

But either way, he had to do something...

Burn that immature thing.

He realized that he had done something stupid.

That kind of thing on paper can't be kept at all!

Thinking of this, Rodriit couldn't help but quicken his pace. He was no longer in the mood to go to the bookstore, and the anxiety and complicated worries made him feel like an arrow.

Wilderness Zonglian has already achieved its goal.

"・・・The third person, if there is no accident"

He muttered to himself as he walked down the street on his way back.

Just a small spell made ordinary people no longer pay attention to this tall and majestic body.

Wilderness Zonglian's face was as sad as ever.

He loves human beings so much, but it is precisely because he loves human beings that when he can't bear it, he realizes how ugly human beings are.

Killing, killing, endless killing.

Tantric monks once tried to save people, but ended up witnessing countless deaths.

There are dead people everywhere, there is no way to do it, there is no way to save it, and they chase everywhere, but when they feel it, all that is left for them is death...

There's no way to save people, there's no way to save anyone.

Standing still, Araya Zonglian stood on the side of the road, and no one noticed that the man had stopped.

His eye sockets were deep-set, and he couldn't see his slightly closed eyes clearly.

"This is, a long time ago...

Why do you suddenly remember things from the past?

I don't understand, have you lived in this world for too long? Obviously, I have stopped. Aging, a long time, it should be something that has nothing to do with yourself...

No solution...

Well, don't think about it.

The inhibition doesn't notice itself, or rather, can't interfere with itself, and that's definitely been understood.

As long as Huang Ye Zonglian knew about it, it would be fine.

There are no mistakes in the plan, and the cycle is still perfect.

This time...

He continued to walk, the hem of his trench coat swaying, but it seemed like a thousand gold.

He is going to the roots and witnessing humanity.

If human beings are just as he thinks and sees, there is no way to redeem them, they are full of murderous intent, hatred, and even if they are meant to be like this, then Araya Zonglian just needs to let such humans stop.

On the contrary, it's a really hard thing to believe.

But in that way, there is still salvation after all.

Araya Zonglian didn't want to destroy the world and destroy mankind, he didn't have hatred or blessing.

He just wanted to see if human beings were really hopeless, and that was the way it was.

It's that simple.

What would happen if it wasn't, I didn't think about it at all.

It is impossible for those who go to the root to return to reality, because no one has ever returned, so although it cannot be tested theoretically, there are already strong examples.

Even if human beings can be redeemed, at that time, Huangye Zonglian will not be able to come back.

Yes, he understands this, but he has nothing else to do other than this.

He loves humanity more than anyone else, but it is precisely because of his deep love that he has no way to accept it.

It doesn't matter if no one understands him, because he doesn't even give others a chance to understand him.

"What are your goals, and what are you looking forward to?"

"I don't have any goals, I don't expect anything"

A long time ago, it seems, such a conversation took place.

Thinking of this, Araya thought again, 'Today is such an easy day to remember...

Yes.

He doesn't expect anything, he doesn't have anything, he doesn't make a sound, and what is over before it begins, is what he desires.

There is no hatred, no death, no turmoil and parting.

The most perfect, and the only beautiful.

Dead world.

He longs for that.

He thought, Rodritte, something similar to him, but much more blind than he was...

He didn't try to understand what the origin of humanity was, which made Araya sigh that the two were different after all.

Araya Zonglian went to understand Rod.

But even Rod himself couldn't understand what the black mud was.

How can he, however, fully understand?

But, since the purpose is the same, there is no problem.

Two men who love humanity and love life, but they intend to destroy the human world and make history stop spinning.

What a sad thing...

It's worth it, and I'm crying about it.

But of course, no one can cry.

They are demon kings.

And what is the Demon King, and what is its significance?

Yes...

The significance of the Great Demon King is that they are always destroying the world, and it is also that they are trying to get the brave to save the world.

The one who loves the world more than the brave is the Demon King.

Sorrowful.

Without the Demon King, there is no brave, and without the brave, there is no salvation.

Do you expect the Demon King not to become the Demon King, or the brave not to become the Brave?

It's really not a question worth pondering.

Who's wrong?

Probably not the world.

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Of course... Not Katsura...

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・・・It's still the world, at least that's what I thought.

PS: Don't care about the last two sentences, although I suddenly want to open the pit of SD