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It was as if darkness was silently filling the night

As if it were made clear by heaven, the space was filled with scattered and stirring light.

Scattered, rippling, sparing no effort to eat up everything in front of them.

"What a beautiful ......"

Looking at the light in front of him, the boy couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Although it represents an absolute magic that can be called destruction, the light is so fascinating.

Even if he wasn't the original user.

Even though he didn't restore that legend.

Even so, the glow that appeared at first glance was far more dazzling than above.

There is no doubt that it is the brilliance of the stars.

-- Kara.

The sound of cracking slowly reached the brain. At the same time, he realized that something was missing on his right.

Ah, that's of course, after all, it's waving the Tower of the World in that state, and you don't even need to look at it to know this.

"Everybody's all right...... bar. ”

Although everyone except that guy has been transferred to the confessional room, after all, it is a temporary magic change, I don't know if it has gone well?

“…… Go and see it, and if someone is injured, treat it. ”

In order to confirm the situation, the boy ignores the unbroken body and walks towards the destroyed Stripping City.

Half of the ripped earth was cocked, and the boy suddenly raised an eyebrow as he walked there.

"...... that?"

At the bottom of the crater, which is still steaming, a cavity can be seen cracked. The astonishing destructive power of the Faraway Spear pierced the ground, exposing the rooms hidden underground.

[Perspective Eye + Analytical Eye]

All of them collapsed unconscious, but there was no damage. It seems that the ability failed in the middle of the process, but there is a good nosy old man who moved everyone to the underground room before the castle was destroyed, what a rotten good guy, bastard.

Step by step, the boy stepped into that rift.

Luckily, I don't know if it was because of the magical destruction caused by the Noble Phantasm, or because of the stripping of the city's defenses, the heat had largely dissipated. With the soles of his shoes not melted, the boy headed deeper.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the rift, blocking his path.

“………………？ How did you become like this? ”

I've seen it just now, but it's really fascinating to look at it up close.

"......Ahh

One of the man's arms had been shattered, his hair and robes had been burned to the ground, and his vocal cords had almost lost their original function.

No, it was the monster that fell to the side that was hurt the most. Most of the time, he opened the young man's body and saved his life a moment before he was directly hit by the Rhongomyniad attack at the end, while the right half of his body was completely vaporized.

Although it is a creature created by magic, if it is injured by magic far beyond itself, the ending will be the same as that of ordinary creatures. It's unbelievable to struggle in that situation, even in the world of magicians (common sense).

And what makes this miracle possible is-

"[Mom]!"

The man shouted.

“……………… Ah, I seem to understand that you are Guranid Ashuburne, the son of the former lord of the city. ”

The words of the annoying old man suddenly flashed through the mind of the nameless boy.

――As a magician, he had to add this premise, but he also loved the child. After all, the old man was not less annoyed by him [with those boring things between him and his son]. The fact that his wife died not long after the birth of his son is probably also a big reason.

The monster opened its mouth.

Towards the teenager.

(Oh no...... ）

The boy's instinct told him that if he took this blow, he would really die. It was the last cry of its magic.

However, the boy no longer had the physical strength to dodge the attack.

I can only watch slowly, the arrival of death.

“…… What are you doing? ”

"Huh? Stand in front of you. ”

As long as the red doesn't stand in his way—

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Aikawa opened his eyes and found that he was alone.

No matter how you look around, you can only see the world shrouded in fog.

"Where is this?"

The song of the angel that corrodes the magic mark. However, in the case of a boy who does not have a magic mark, it seems that the effect is to have a direct effect on his spirit.

"I can't see the ...... ahead"

This fog is probably the body of the curse, because it is a spiritual world, and there are some things that even a teenager can't do.

That's right, for example-

"I've been regretting it."

The voice is inserted directly into the head.

At some point, a shadow hovered in the depths of the mist.

"Obviously he has been killed, he has been completely killed, but in the end he still hasn't been killed."

Shadow said.

The shadow scoffed.

It was something the boy had never confided in anyone.

That's when the strongest is not the strongest.

A story full of blood and despair, murderous intent

"There was neither a replay nor a continuation. Even if you kill him now, it will make no difference from not killing him. ”

The voice burst into his head with a strong force.

Curse.

A curse in the literal sense of the word. Diving into the thinking of man, fundamentally distorting it as it is, the most primitive curse. Even if you are not a magician, you will use the most powerful curse in modern schools, companies, and men's and women's bedrooms. Because of this curse, tens of billions of human beings have suffered and lost their lives, and even dynasties have collapsed.

The magic mark of many magicians necrosis - a curse that strips out his essence and leaves people helpless.

- Yet

"It's boring"

The boy really said very contemptuously.

A mocking tone.

“！？”

The curse faltered.

It's not because you didn't get the response you expected.

Rather, I noticed that under the essence of the teenager, something more pure.

"What did you think you were going to talk about, but I was looking forward to the result for a long time? It's really disappointing, it's been a year and there are still people mentioning this, you don't know how to keep up with the trend of the times, you haven't studied politics. ”

"You"

"I've noticed it for a long time. The fact that I can't kill Daddy no matter what. ”

The boy said.

"The timing was missed a year ago."

The tone remained unchanged, and he said.

"If you want to kill, you should have done it a year ago. You say like you say, there's no way to do this kind of thing again."

After all, that bastard daddy really didn't even pay the slightest attention to my business.

This sentence.

It's as if it's spitting out with despair.

Jun Aikawa and Despair are obviously too incompatible - but considering that this is based on him before he became the strongest, there is no way to do it.

It's the same as [Waikawa Run].

Before becoming the strongest.

As [Jun Aikawa], he also had that kind of era.

Unable to kill.

Unable to kill - an abominable enemy.

Even if you kill - there is no difference between not killing - and not killing.

"So, I can't do it"

Aikawa said so.

"I can't do it—even if I reluctantly kill him, it doesn't make any sense. That's why I realized that my duty was ...... My duty was not a task entrusted to anyone, but a job that I had to do myself, which ended a year ago. ”

That's right.

Even if the story is told from his point of view, even if the story is written with him as the center.

It's just nosy.

It can't be copied, it's unique, it's just its own story, it ended a year ago.

"So I'm standing here only because—I'm interested."

It's just that, as always, it's just singing the praises of the world in its own way.

The story of others

own life

That's how the boy has always come down.

Praise, praise.

O world, you are mesmerizingly beautiful.

"Well, I'm very happy in life. That round gets you to talk nonsense. ”

He scoffed.

And then

"Ah, but it's still very unpleasant that good things are always interrupted, that bastard brother."

With a look of dissatisfaction, he added.

-- The fog dissipated.

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