It was an amazing feeling to put on a junior high school uniform for the first time.

The girl reflected in the mirror was dressed in a dark blue sailor suit, with a slightly heavy red bow tie hanging crookedly over her chest.

She stretched out her hand to straighten it, turned from side to side, let her thin sleeves fall, and then strapped her bag and skilfully rolled over the balcony into her neighbor's house.

But the other party also seemed to get up early today, and when she pushed the door in, she was already in a state of being dressed in uniform and ready for school.

"Good morning, Xiao Wu."

"Good morning......

He looked like he had seen an anomalous creature he had never seen before, and he looked dazed.

Even though the age has only increased by one year, the mind and body are completely different from the past, as if entering a new world, which is what the so-called adolescence is all about.

So for the first time, I realized that something that could be called a girly style appeared on my childhood sweetheart.,It's normal to feel overwhelmed.。

She waited for a while without getting the expected reaction, and turned her head a little dissatisfied.

The two went out in a rare quiet way, and it wasn't until they walked side by side for a while that he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Ritual Circle for Summoning Demons ......"

She held up the suspicious black pamphlet in her hand, "It is said that you can build it on the top of a tall building with an ordinary table and chair, and then invite the other person to appear on the chair." ”

"Even though I went to junior high school, is the result still like this?"

There were words mixed with helpless feelings around him, and the other party seemed to relax, jokingly pushing his shoulders and walking up the ramp.

She paused, thinking about one thing in her head—

After graduating from elementary school, can't you be "like this"?

Obviously, in June last year, they also launched an expedition to the tower together.

Now that he is doing something like that, does he think it's bad to do something like that?

If so, how boring the reality must be.

*

In the burning city, swords and swords collide again, and the sonorous sound bursts like a drumbeat at the climax of a symphony.

Mephistopheles swung a diagonal slash to the upper left, the long knife slicing through the air with an almost substantial sound, swinging away the opponent's defensive sword momentum and turning into a stab, the phantom blade wrapped around the body with a clear fighting aura that almost cut the viewer just by looking at it.

Like a precise industrial machine, she unleashed four consecutive thrusts at almost equal frequency and trajectory, and the waves of intense air kicked up a ring of smoke and dust beneath her feet.

Several explosions exploded as if they coincided, and after the smoke and dust that surrounded the two people who were fighting fell, there was an extra gap on the sword in the light hand that could not be ignored.

After all, it was not a real Excalibur, and the weapon she named Falcion showed signs of being unbearable in the high-intensity confrontation after all.

And this also means that the light has completely fallen into the wind

Under the operation of the stage, the cage-like building set is like a group of soldiers in the circle, squeezing along the track towards the girl in the center, and the bright red flames swaying and burning in the room through the railing of the window, like dark red eyes.

The black wings flapped and dropped a few feathers, and Mephistopheles landed lightly on the high platform that rose in response to her will, pointing the long knife in her hand at the light in the encirclement below.

"If you want to pick up the unreachable stars, but also want to find the highest pleasures on earth, you must know that reality is full of giving; So the original friendship abandoned you, only to be in prison and listen to your lonely heart! ”

The Demon King's subordinates sang a cursed psalm like a black meteorite falling from a high place for the second time.

"Light, you have to create your own theme!"

The spectators, who were only one in total, stood up suddenly, ready to forcibly destroy the parapet.

Judging by the actions of the enemy, it is easy to deduce the truth about the so-called help of the stage, which is akin to ritual magic through words and deeds to gain an advantage in battle.

However, the principle is easy to see through, but it is difficult to implement, and Li Wu is not sure if his childhood sweetheart can come up with a way to deal with it in a short period of time and get the blessing of the venue like Mephistopheles.

Soon, the answer will be revealed.

The long knife that slashed down left a black trail in the air, like a flash of lightning that radiated branch-like energy in all directions, striking precisely the gap it had created earlier.

With the light as the center, the stage suddenly collapsed into a huge pit, and the pitch-black electric light that burst with the collision was like a swimming dragon snake, shattering all the chandeliers that descended, and the shining golden debris fluttered, as if a heavy rain was falling on the stage of the two.

The blade held by the brave man lost the blessing of its power, revealing its rusty and mottled face, and the two people holding each other stood still in the golden rain, like a frozen oil painting.

Click.

A crisp sound like crushing a carapace creature sounded in silence, and a hideous crack spread out from the gap in the two-handed sword.

But Mephistopheles was not overjoyed by this, and retreated sharply.

The spotlight that had been focused on her on the stage suddenly spun and threw the beam of light at her opponent, and she only skimmed the edge of the wing as she evacuated, sending a scorching black smoke into the air.

The chandelier was destroyed and plunged into a dark stage, leaving only one person standing in the center of the white aperture.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword touching the ground, Falcion, who was constantly producing new cracks, stood in front of him, and spoke in the spotlight as if reciting a monologue: "Gray, gray, gray, the reality that touches the eye is gray. ”

Behind her, two rows of light stands were raised, and the dazzling light cast the shadow of the brave man onto the building in front of her, like a prisoner in a cage.

"The encounter with you has colored the world, and I will not give up the dream that day I told me, even if I look out at the iron window, I can choose to pursue the earth or the stars."

The rust covering the two-handed sword kept peeling off, as if the sword was about to turn into ashes and drift away in the wind in the next moment, but the light still stood awe-inspiring in the center of the stage, staring at the only audience in the audience.

"I can't remember what happened after the picture I saw in the battle with Ling, at that moment, I was really afraid of losing Xiao Wu because I wanted to swing my sword as a brave man like I am now, encounter an event that shattered reality, and become a different and special person from everyone......"

She clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand: "However, the reason why I have been able to maintain the pursuit of this dream is the agreement with Xiao Wu on the water tower after we met. ”

The rust was completely gone, revealing the glow within.

It is a miracle in the shape of a sword, bound into the shape of a sword under the power of a brave man driven by idealism, a condensation of pure faith and strength, reflecting the dreamy light of the master's heart like a quiet lake.

Rinko Hori lifted the newborn Falcion and made a proclamation to the enemy.

"What to give, what original friendship to abandon you, don't look down on us so much!"

She roared in a rare way, "Xiao Wucai won't laugh at my dreams!" ”

In a mediocre reality, bound by layers of visible and invisible barriers, you will still fantasize about being a big man from the stars, imagining a lonely monster hidden in the dark closet of your home, and longing to encounter extraordinary events.

Also, with a high sense of self, I want to be a unique, amazing being.

This is the so-called secondary disease.

And the reason why Hori Rin Light can fight with reality until now is just because someone is willing to accompany him.

According to Mephistopheles, the "theme" of the stage play is changed, the shackles of reality are broken by burning dreams, and if the song is used as a metaphor, it enters the upward phase after the turn, and the chorus belonging to Rinko Hori is played here.

As a result, the flow of the battlefield was reversed.

(End of chapter)