The flow of magic?

"Phew" Hamirning exhaled, and then kept moving on his feet, trying to close the distance.

Well, you may not have met many magicians so you don't know about them

"Pop" The other party threw out a black spear made of magic but substance, he stepped on the ground with his heel, then raised his big sword and used the strong sword body close to the gauntlet to slash the blow, and then because he couldn't bear the huge force, he deflected the blade and guided it to other places.

And that wasn't the end of it, as Hymirin's half-stepped foot before he turned around to take the step after blocking the blow, allowing him to move quickly to the right.

Stones and dirt splattered with a !!!bang, and another black spear was nailed to his original location, then disappeared with a crackling sound.

"Hiss" The young knight controlled his breathing, and the lungs that had been aching gradually began to ease at this time, the wounds on his body began to heal, and the gray-blue eyes were now shining dazzling blue under the moon.

Powerful magicians are highly concentrated, and when they use their magic powers, their eyes glow. Like me. Erica said, pointing to her eyes.

The gray-blue eyes of you and your father, the so-called prophecy, are not all groundless.

It is a rare genetic disease

The druids called it

Congenital magic pool coagulation disorder

A slight warm current flowed through the limbs, causing the hand that was about to be unable to hold the sword to begin to regain some strength.

By the time he took a third breath, the pain in various parts of his body had improved a lot.

The tattoos he had tattooed two months ago were glowing, and the magic arrays orchestrated by the elves were doing their job, allowing him to continue the fight even after he should have been scarred and unable to move on the ground.

And that's not all.

"Boom!!" Hamirning stomped on the ground at a speed that he had never seen before, and then shot out like an arrow, and then Kankan stopped, and with the force of the charge, he swung his sword and slashed at the spear that the opponent threw again. This time, he played full fire, and he directly split the spear into the air. Then his figure accelerated slightly, and then he stepped out in one step, and at the same time, the greatsword was pulled out diagonally from the bottom up, and a spear was slashed into the air.

The two attacks were accompanied by a dash, and he had already pulled the distance to close range.

Every living individual has a magical being.

All human beings have traces of magic flowing through their veins, but unlike other races that are naturally capable of using magic, the amount of magic in individual humans is too low.

Therefore, human mages need to perform a special operation called "igniting the mana pool", washing under certain conditions, concentrating the mana in a specific place and stabilizing it, so as to ensure that there is enough mana available to use the magic.

Sanya's face was a little glazed with red eyes, but Hamirinen didn't hesitate any longer, and slashed her body with a backhand of her slanted upward sword.

"Poof!" Black blood splattered out, and she fell to the ground with her back to the sky.

The black blood of the repulsive attribute of "Bang Bang !!" and the magic arranged by the druid around produced an explosive reaction, causing Hamirin's whole person to spin and be thrown away.

But this time he didn't faint, and after the greatsword was thrown away, he rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, mitigating the impact.

This is extremely risky, and if the time for cohesion is wrong or not stable, the spreading magic can burn out your own nerves, leading to shock or death, or at best, paralysis.

The mana pool of the human mage is next to the heart, and the condensed magic is transported through the main arteries of the body. That is, in a peer-to-peer format, that flows from the mana pool to the place where you will cast the spell. This is also the reason why the basic pose of the human mage is to raise one or two fingers towards the target.

But there are exceptions

The so-called "congenital magic pool coagulation disorder" is an exception.

People with this genetic disease will always be in a state of dissipation of the magic power of the whole body, and they will not be able to condense their own magic power, so they will naturally never be able to become a magician.

"Ahem, ahem" The smoke cleared, and Hamirnin got up and quickly ran to the side to pick up Kramer.

The battle continued in the distance, the sounds of various magic and weapons, as well as the roars and screams. But here in the very center it is surprisingly calm.

It's not over yet, and Hymirnin can feel it clearly. He may have dealt her a heavy blow, but that wasn't enough to stop her from becoming completely different.

He remembered what Erica had said.

But that's just by human standards

She said so at the time.

The grayish-blue color of your eyes is not the natural color, just like the color of the blood of an albinist who is deficient in melanin causes the eyes to turn red. The eyes of people with congenital mana pool coagulation disorder are grayish-blue, and it is precisely because the flow of magic that has dissipated to various parts of the body is shown in such a weak part as the eye.

And this is the truth of the so-called curse

Human children have a weak constitution, and people with this disease are more likely to exert their magic than ordinary people. If the magic of the alien body affects other children in the vicinity, it can cause them to experience rejection. The heart rhythm is irregular, and the blood vessels reflexively constrict. If you are exposed to a large amount of contact for a short time, you will die of shock and death, and if you live in the same area for a long time, if you are not born with a powerful magician bloodline owner who is strong enough to resist the effects, you will die of organ failure.

Except for another patient who was born with this disease and has a unique body structure that allows him to withstand this particular situation. None were spared

Even if the mother is too weak during childbirth, she will be affected by the special constitution of the newborn and eventually die.

It's a curse, but it's not an exaggeration.......

Because of the rarity of this disease, and the fact that the level of human knowledge is not enough to understand the truth about it, in the end only a few words remain. It is said that a person with gray-blue eyes will cause a family of people to wither, bring a curse, and cause everyone else to die.

In fact, as long as the patient is tattooed with a specific magic array to suppress the overflow of magic power, he can live like a normal person. However, due to the low level of human knowledge of magic, this disease has become an incurable disease. The patient became ostracized, hostile, and lonely all his life

People who can't attain happiness.

The silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and Sania, who had just been slashed by Hamilinin in the center of the field, suddenly stood up against the physical body, and then opened her eyes again.

"Ha" Hamirning gasped and clenched his sword again.

He had given up trying to understand and think about what was going on right now.

It is something beyond the realm of human intellect, and even if anyone can understand all of this and give an answer, it will obviously not be him.

He is a devastated loser, no matter how hard he tries to hold on to his little happiness, he will only end up leaking like quicksand on his fingertips.

It's been a long time since I thought about it.

The only thing in this miserable and lonely life that he never turned his back on, the only thing he never failed.

That's all.

Fight with a sword.

Sania seemed to be trying to throw the spears again, but something in the wound she had just been cut prevented from releasing her magic.

The surface of the body has healed, but this particular greatsword has caused something to be blocked and cannot be regenerated.

"Is it broken? She raised her right hand and tried to make a fist but was sluggish. And the words in his mouth are still calm, as if he is talking about someone else's business.

"I can't come back. Hymirning looked at the familiar face, with an unfamiliar tone and an unfamiliar expression, doing something that was not at all like what she would do. But the mood gradually became calmer.

'Ahh

'Maybe I already knew in my heart that such an end was destined to come.'

After all, he can't hope for everything, he can only look at things with the most pessimistic thoughts.

It's so hard to change by nature.

But that's exactly what it is.

Only then can we move forward.

"Tread"

"Whoa!!" Hamirin, who had lowered his sword, sprinted and began to close the distance again, he didn't know what happened to Erica and the others, he gave up thinking about everything, and just focused on the battle.

Every step, every swing of the sword, every breath.

It's like they can't do it anymore.

".......," Sania watched coldly as he got a certain distance, and then suddenly stomped heavily on the ground.

"Bang!" a crack erupted in the earth, and smoke rose from it, but the attempt to stop Hamirin's move failed. He deftly dodged left and right, stepped on a few intact grounds, and then leaped to his feet and slashed downward.

"Huh!!" The greatsword glittered with silver, and its unstoppable blade went straight downward, with an astonishing momentum.

And then.

Caught by a hand.

"Bang!!" The huge kinetic energy and wind pressure caused the nearby dust to disperse.

In the center of the field, she has completely changed not only her heart, but also her appearance.

The hand that caught the blade of the sword, which was supposed to be invincible, was covered in black scale armor, and the blade slashed into the palm of the hand, and the black blood made a "sizzling" sound when it touched the surface of the great sword, like droplets of water dripping on the red-hot steel.

Her feet under her tattered black robe were the same, and behind her was a tail covered with scales like a steel whip.

There are two straight black horns on the top of his head, and his eyes are not only blood-red in color, but even his pupils have turned into spiky vertical pupils.

A dragon in human form.

But Hamirin's heart was unexpected.

Not a single waver.

He kicked her and drew his sword backwards, black blood splattered down on his neck, leaving a deep scar with a corrosive effect, and he didn't even care about the pain.

If others see "survival" as something that needs to be grasped tightly by overcoming their tiredness and wanting to give up.

Over the course of many years of fighting, he had sharpened it to the extreme, becoming a part of his body.

For Hermenin, survival is not an end in itself, but an instinct.

A.

The process necessary to achieve the goal.

Ahem, Erica and the few surviving druids climbed up from the rubble behind her, her eyes widening when she saw the scene in the middle of the field.

"This guy ......"

"Evenly matched with the melee of the full-fledged witch?"

"No, he's going to do it"

"Dang!" Qiang !! "The flat surface of the great sword was scratched four deep marks by her claws, and the blade that had not been damaged in such a long battle finally began to appear.

Not only that, but countless scars began to appear on Hamirin's body. Many of them were bone-deep, but he didn't even twitch his eyebrows.

"What the hell do you want, Hamirin. ”

"I don't know. ”

"Maybe it's just one step at a time. ”

Conversations that had existed in the past, for some reason, rang in my ears again at this moment.

In retrospect, it seems that he has always been a man of great ambitions.

Unlike her, she does not have a clear goal, a great ideal, and a belief in moving forward with it.

He was just a boy everywhere, confused, unsure of where he was going, and even a little indecisive.

Even if he grows up, even if he begins to shoulder responsibilities, these things often seem to be settled on him as if they were pushed along the water. He is not like the protagonist of those legendary stories, with a blood feud or great ideals. If Sania is the light, he is the shadow below, as if everything is just an action of the words of others.

"Be my Guardian Knight," she said, and he eventually became the head of the Silver Guard Knights.

"Go and lead the people of Suomir. So he ended up becoming the marshal of Suomir, he said.

"Bang!!" The scaly arm was slashed away, and the black bodily fluids were swayed, and a gap 4 fingers wide appeared in the greatsword, and he quickly turned the blade of the sword, facing her with the undamaged blade of the double-edged sword.

Even if there are indeed thoughts and impulses in the heart, all of them are born from the words of others, and it is an indisputable fact that Hamirinen himself seems to have no opinion at all, just going with the flow.

"But what's wrong with that?" and when he asked her in the past, the girl with the twinkling soul replied.

"Life is unpredictable, even if the original intention is given to you by others, the choice of what to do or not to do is given by yourself. ”

"Don't feel lost, don't panic, don't be troubled, Hamirin. ”

"If you don't have a future, look for it yourself. ”

"If you don't have a road, make your own way. ”

"Even if the original intention is given by others, when you make a choice and decide to embark on this path, this life is already your own. ”

"Whoa!!" she flicked her tail and stabbed him in the left side of the abdomen, but instead of retreating, Hymiring twisted her whole body to take control of her and not let her go.

"Huh!" It was not a good idea to give an intimate hug to a beast with teeth and claws, and Sania did not hesitate to use the remnants of her right hand as a sword to pierce the left shoulder bone of Hamirning directly across the opposite side.

His left hand hung down, and the pain irritated the nerves in his brain, causing his face to twitch subconsciously. But Hymirin's eyes remained calm.

If there is indeed a god in this world who controls everything in the world, then that guy must be an extremely bad personality and likes to play pranks. ’

'Ten yes, it's a Lamanite. Hamiling thought. He deliberately avoided the vital point, and the artery in his impaled arm was severed, causing his left hand to be scrapped. But he had expected it a long time ago.

"You!" Sania, whose left hand was cut off and her right hand and tail were stuck in Hamirin's body, widened her blood-red pupils.

She realized the man's plan.

"General, Sania. "Whew!" With the last of her strength, Haymirning raised her greatsword and cut off her tail and the remnants of her right hand as a weapon.

The black blood sprayed into his body, causing his right eye to gradually begin to glow red.

It's hard to describe.

The human body itself seemed to be resisting the black liquid, and it was because of this that his veins seemed to be crawling and biting as if there were ten million ants crawling and biting at the inside of his veins. The pain is not the worst thing, the most unbearable thing is the itching that makes people almost want to peel off their skin and clean up those things.

This is a situation that human beings cannot endure, it is a strange situation that human beings cannot understand, and it is an existence that human beings cannot resist.

But he resisted.

He didn't even scream in pain, but his face was calm, resisting all this.

"Uh-ah-a-a Having crossed the realm of human cognition, she was defeated in such a simple and crude way, which she did not expect.

The changed mind can't understand.

Humans who have been cornered.

Something that can be done.

God must have been a Lamanite.

Because it is so much like the Lamanite's favorite satirical play, she who is idealistic, intelligent and strong, who is supposed to bring new life to the world, dies prematurely and scribbly. And that great and lofty ideal is distorted into some kind of strange irony, presented in an incomparably simple yet strange form in the face of the supreme power.

It's like someone is mocking the arrogance and powerlessness of human beings. On the other hand, he has no ambition and even the direction of his life is given by others, but he has come all the way here, this time as a representative of some kind of "righteous side", to face her directly.

What a irony it is, even the most brilliant Lamanic playwright could not have written such an unfolding with a wry smile on his face.

The body doesn't feel like its own anymore.

Just standing around her felt like it was hard to breathe, and it hurt all over me to touch the black magic she unleashed.

As long as there is a disobedience to her thoughts, the whole body will have the itchy and painful feeling like ants climbing and biting again. Not to mention waving a sword at her.

Monarch of all things. Whatever is corrupted will become her minions.

These black bodily fluids are something that will bring people to their knees, something older than the White Church.

Prayer was useless, he had long since given up praying.

The only thing that sustains him in his heart is his own beliefs.

"Ahem" Hamirnin looked up, the right half of his face was already filled with the black liquid in the veins. And her eyes have changed to red vertical pupils similar to hers.

But he still didn't give in.

All of this has long been far beyond his cognitive level. Hymirnin couldn't say anything. But you don't need to fully understand it, there is actually a simplest answer to all this.

He had already made it before he set off, but he had been hesitating, and it was only at this moment that he finally made up his mind.

Forget about it, there's always been the only thing you can do best.

You have not inherited your father's dialectical talent, nor have you had your grandfather's conquering ambitions and ambitions.

You are not the one you envisioned her to be, the one who is sparkling and will bring new life to everything.

You were, are, and will always be.

He is good at wielding a sword to kill

Monster.

"Step" was covered in blood, and his feet in tattered leather boots stomped heavily on the ground.

"No," a look of horror appeared in her blood-colored eyes for the first time, but even the hands that instinctively tried to stop them were gone.

And he didn't hesitate.

"Bang !!"

The great sword, known as Kramer, stabbed her in the heart.

In an instant, like a broken water tank, countless magic power poured out from behind her.

"Damn, keep those! or there'll be another witch!" Erika shouted as she instructed the druids to disperse.

"Click"

"Boom!!"

Kramer, which cracked like porcelain, broke in two from the center.

"coughing and vomiting" and covered in wounds, the pale Haimirning coughed up a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground with weak knees because of the overwhelmed internal organs.

"Tick tock" The blood from Sanya's wound flowed down the silver blade of the broken greatsword for a long time, and finally began to mix with a hint of bright red in the black.

"Don't you want to live. She hung her head and spoke to him, and Hymirin, noticing the change in tone, lifted her face to look.

The originally red eyes gradually faded and turned bloodshot to gold, and she still looked high. He still had a half-severed sword in his chest, but he spoke calmly as if he was nothing.

"Are you...... Who?," Hermir asked, breathlessly.

The black fluid began to eat away at his body through the blood vessels, and his left eye, which had been fine, began to be filled with blood, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

It was as if the soul was beginning to be withdrawn, and it was like being half asleep.

The cries of ghouls, the roars of dragons, the cries of Erica and others, the battle cries of the great swordsmen on the periphery.

The sound of everything seemed far away and yet close at hand.

But all he could hear was her voice, gentle, as always.

"I don't know who I am. ”

"I just remember that I slept for a long, long time, and was woken up a few times, but it was like a brief dream in eternal sleep, and it didn't leave any impression. ”

Her vision began to blur, and the blood she was pouring out finally turned red.

Sania reached out and touched his face, then quickly drooped limply. She also fell to the ground with a sudden "snap", and the blade of the big sword slammed into the ground with a metallic sound.

"Very good....... Target....... Isn't it. ”

Such a ...... Finale. "Boom" Hamirinen closed her eyes and fell on her back.

For the first time in his life, he made a decision of his own volition.

Carried out his own wishes, did this feel like this, he thought.

Only.

So a little bit.

It's really just a very small regret.

That dream.

Indeed, if only it were more than a dream.

But that's about it.

Such an ending.

It's not bad.

"When" he let go of the hand he had been clenching, and the remaining half of the greatsword fell to the ground.

Can you have a good dream?

The books of the White Church always preach the kingdom of heaven after death, but in the far past, on that back hill that only the two of them knew.

Under the sunset on the day the boy and girl met.

The first story she told him was the memory he really hid deep in his heart and could never forget.

Death is a deep sleep, and if you are a happy person, you can always live in a happy dream.

"It's a pity...... ......"

"Probably, no way, right?" his barely open eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to raise his scarred right hand and point it to the sky.

"The moonlight is so beautiful...... Sanya"

"How could you end up like this!"

"Smack"

A loud slap was numb from too much pain, but only a slight dull tingling sensation.

His vision was blurry, he couldn't see clearly, and he was a little stunned by the sudden unfolding.

And she grabbed him by the collar and grabbed him all over.

"Haimir Ningheinz Wömseksiyutu. ”

"It's okay not to be so self-contemptuous. ”

"This situation really irritates me, you know. ”

"I've been wanting to say it for a long time, you. Why do you always think that you don't deserve all this, why do you always think that everything will end up in the worst possible way? ”

"Don't just accept your fate like this, are you still a man I can admire!"

"If you don't have a future, you have to carve out the future yourself. ”

"If you don't have a dream, you can find it yourself. ”

"If you don't have a road, use that sword to cut a path for yourself. ”

"Stand up for me. ”

Her body glowed white, and there was a very familiar feeling of warmth.

What was going on, Hamirinen couldn't understand, just as he couldn't understand what had happened before.

But what he could hear clearly was her next few words.

"Your mission is over, knight. Sania said.

"You fulfilled our promise, and you guarded me. ”

"But don't think that's the end of it. ”

"It is. ”

"Oh, a new agreement. She held out a finger, and the moment it touched his forehead, the air exploded, and all the black bodily fluids that had eroded his brain turned into another substance.

"What's going on, this amount of mana" Erica turned around, in Gedo, who was fighting the ghoul. The white dragon, who had destroyed a bunch of ghouls with dragon magic, also turned back.

The pillar of light rose from the center of Parnila Field and broke through the sky, making the entire land as bright as day.

"Knight Hymirin. ”

"Take it, let's do it all. ”

"To be a sage, to be a man who knows everything, to bring new life to this world. ”

"To guide those who are confused, to do what I can't do. ”

"But more than that. ”

"Go find your happiness. ”

"Before you get happiness. ”

"I won't allow you to die. ”

"Huh"

The light spread, and in an instant all nearby buildings were swept away.

The toothy and clawed ghouls were melting as quickly as snow in the sun, and when the people finally got used to the bright light and came back to their senses, they were all amazed at what they saw.

"What's this?" "Haymirin!" Erika screamed and ran into the center of Parnilla, which had been razed to the ground, and ran to the center of the pillar of light rising together after meeting the scarred Gaido and the others on the other side.

"......." She walked around the crater that was emitting an astonishing heat, and the heat of ordinary people like Gedo was already burning just by getting closer. Erica walked over to the ground and looked at Hamirin, who was breathing evenly with her eyes closed.

"It's been a long time....... Inochian, she muttered to herself, some strange runes from Hamirnin's body glowing as if they were alive in his heartbeat.

And beside him, Kramer, glowing red, gradually cooled down and turned into a metallic color.

"Although the object of the witch will always be affected by the memories of the past, she can turn everything around by her own will......."

"Amazing lad. The orc members of the team said in a deep voice, "Amazing little girl. ”

"It's us who don't seem to be useful. Erica sighed as she cupped her forehead.

"There is something hidden in the human race that is perhaps more powerful than we can imagine. She looked into the distance, and the light of dawn appeared on the other side of the horizon.

"It was at the last moment, but it resisted the erosion...... She ...... "The wounded elven magician stopped talking.

"Hmm. I didn't get to see each other. ”

"It's too late. Erica hung her head and clenched her scarred fist.

The dawn returned to the earth, and a gust of wind blew to take away the last remaining warmth.

The scarred white dragon raised its head, spread its wings, and returned to the sky with an earth-shattering run.

Then came a loud dragon roar.