episode_0054

000

The flow of magic was rapidly heading from the forest towards the city.

As a result, the trees were shaking, appearing like a preparatory motion to come alive and move.

If the world is changing due to the Descent Tree’s arrival.

It wouldn’t be strange if there were trees that actually changed their roots into legs and started running.

In the midst of that, the four people decide on a plan and head to their respective positions.

Lyla waits with Rubera a little distance away.

Cleon stands in front of the Descent Tree holding Iona, who has transformed into a holy sword.

Cleon looks up at the enemy with its overwhelming size and recalls what happened a little while ago.

“Inscribe the scroll’s spell on the Descent Tree’s body?”

The method suggested by Lyla and Iona felt a little reckless.

Instead of a magic scroll that should originally be made of parchment or paper.

They proposed to directly write the spell on the Descent Tree’s body.

And then activate it.

“Is that possible? Something like that.”

“It’s a little inefficient in terms of magic power consumption, but it’s theoretically not impossible.”

Lyla nods at Cleon’s question.

“When I fell into this uncharted territory before. I even tested it against a Plant Golem. I used my blood back then though.”

Rubera also nods at Iona’s words.

Lyla quickly teaches Cleon the spell that needs to be written.

Its length was longer than any incantation Lyla had ever told him, and it was full of terms he had never heard before.

“It’s a magic I’ve never heard of.”

“It’s a magic that hasn’t been developed for very long. Actually, I can’t even use it when my magic power is full.”

Cleon’s eyes widen in surprise at that.

The Sacred Art magic that Lyla had previously used on him was Tier 5.

It’s the limit that can be reached within the scope of human pure talent and effort.

It’s a magic that Lyla can barely use only after consuming all of her magic power and memorizing all the long incantations.

To be superior to that magic means.

It meant that it was generally a magic that humans couldn’t use.

In other words, it was a Tier 6 or higher magic.

Perhaps sensing Cleon’s gaze, Lyla sighs and shakes her head.

“I know what you’re thinking. It’s not that great. This is because I copied Looty’s magic.”

Looty is a dragon.

The magic they use has a different system than human magic.

The oath that Looty made to herself for Resia is also a type of dragon magic.

And considering the power and casting speed of the wind magic she enjoys using.

The fact that she can perform that level of magic without incantation is because she is a much more magical race than humans, a dragon.

In other words, this magic is not for humans, but closer to dragon magic.

Therefore, Lyla cannot use it with her own magic power alone.

It is theoretically complete, but in order to actually activate it, it would require a vast amount of magic power, preparation time, and the cooperation of other casters.

“So. It’s the first time you’re using it.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Lyla readily nods at Cleon’s words.

Due to her personality, she would usually check something she has completed several times to see if it is really practical.

Before using it in actual combat.

But now the situation is what it is.

The magic that was created requires a lot of effort and time even for one experiment.

“That’s not like you.”

At Cleon’s words, Lyla stares at him for a moment before raising the corners of her lips.

“Well, many people’s lives are at stake. If the opponent isn’t ordinary, we have to use extraordinary means.”

Saying that, she puts her hand on Cleon’s forehead.

“I’m going to close the telepathic channel for a while. I have to prepare for the activation of the magic in my own way.”

“Okay.”

The connection of magic power between Lyla and Cleon is severed.

The domination of the brand has not disappeared.

But it felt like the presence that had been right next to him had suddenly disappeared.

“Okay. This is the end of the preparation. Rubera, if the familiars come to me, stop them.”

“Understood.”

Saying that, the two people try to go a little deeper into the forest.

“Lyla.”

Cleon called her name.

Then, Lyla stops and turns to look at him.

“…I’m relieved.”

“About what? I might die from now on?”

Lyla shrugs as if Cleon is saying strange things.

“No. Because you don’t have to die.”

“… … Because of Quon?”

Lyla shakes her head as if she knows and turns her body.

“No. It’s not just Quon.”

A moment of silence follows.

Lyla stops and waits for Cleon’s next words.

“Sasha, Looty too…. They’ll be hoping you come back safely.”

“Kuh…! Are you doing this on purpose!?”

In the end, Lyla, unable to bear it, turns to Cleon.

Cleon smiles slightly at the sight.

“Of course.”

“You’re the worst! Should I burn you first!?”

Lyla stomps her feet and gets angry.

Rubera grabs Lyla’s shoulder and calms her down, saying, “Whoa, whoa.”

“But. I understand your resolve.”

“… …”

Lyla stops at Cleon’s words.

She listened to Cleon’s words and quietly looked into his eyes.

The malice and hatred towards herself that had been in his eyes in the underground prison before.

In the darkness where those things were condensed, a little light of goodwill towards Lyla was visible.

“You’ve changed. Lyla.”

“…Of course. Who do you think is responsible?”

Saying that, Lyla strides forward.

Cleon also quietly turns his body and runs towards the Descent Tree.

The final battle still remained.

001

[You’re being mean…. Cleon.]

[Considering what she’s done, I think I’m treating her pretty well?]

Cleon doesn’t answer the story of the girls in the form of swords and sprints.

He only thinks about defeating the Descent Tree in his head and focuses on it.

“The spell that needs to be written is quite long. When the magic is activated, there will be intense aftereffects…. We have to settle this before we get out of the living forest.”

[Y, yes. It’s said that the Descent Tree is burned from the inside, but the power will be quite strong…. If we’re not careful, the entire forest might burn down….]

“…I’ll have to hope Lyla adjusts it well.”

Finally, he arrives at the position corresponding to the feet of the large body.

It’s only half the body in human terms.

Nevertheless, the way it slowly approaches only looking towards the city without falling over is.

Combined with its huge size, it was truly fear itself.

Quietly casting magic on his body to lighten his body, Cleon kicks off those legs and runs upwards.

The sensation transmitted through his feet is the bark of the tree plus an unpleasant otherworldly magic power.

[Kuh….]

It was Galatea who reacted sensitively to it.

Iona is able to resist the power of another dimension thanks to the divine magic power she has as a holy sword.

But the magic power of the tree seems a little reluctant to Galatea, who originally has twisted magic power.

[A, are you okay. Galatea? If it’s hard, even if I’m alone….]

[There’s no way I can only send you and Cleon! Cleon is mine!]

To Galatea’s voice raising her voice in his head.

Cleon feels a slight headache and starts working.

When Iona is swung on the surface of the Descent Tree, magic power remains in that place along with shallow traces.

Originally, it should start regenerating, but the divine magic power was preventing it.

[Got it…!]

But that was only for a moment.

After a little time, the traces of magic power disappear and regeneration resumes.

“Damn it….”

Cleon also stops his legs for a moment as if he expected it to be as worried.

Then, thorns of trees popped out from the regenerated area and attacked Cleon.

“Tch, he’s sensitive for such a big guy…!”

Cleon clicks his tongue and avoids the popping thorns.

But one of them ties his ankle and lifts his body up.

“Kuh…!”

[Cleon!]

The next moment, Cleon’s body moves on its own and strongly swings Iona.

Then, the blade of magic power released along the trajectory at the same time as the cut.

Cuts off the stems that rushed at Cleon.

That was-.

“Talcheck’s swordsmanship…!”

[Father didn’t use magic power discharge though.]

Cleon somehow gets out of the stems and lands on his body again.

If the body regenerates even if he tries to write the spell, the operation itself will not work.

However, if the amount of magic power injected into Iona is increased, the magic power will be exhausted before the spell is completed.

[Kuh…. At least, a place where it is difficult for the Descent Tree to react…. For example. If you can figure out where there is little flow of magic power in the body.]

“…That’s it.”

Cleon closes his eyes for a moment at Iona’s words and then opens them.

The Hunter’s Brand was floating there.

And if you look at the body of the Descent Tree, it’s like a person’s blood vessels or nerves.

You could see magic flowing everywhere.

“Kuh…!”

But the amount is too much.

Cleon, who is not used to using the brand, felt his eyes burning the moment he processed the enormous amount of information.

The next moment, magic power like black mist covers Cleon’s eyes.

Protects Cleon’s eyes.

[What are you doing! Your eyes and even your brain were about to burn out!]

Galatea raising her voice.

She used black magic power, which is like a part of her body, as an eye patch to protect her eyes.

“But, I saw it just now. There is a place in this guy’s body where magic power is not flowing properly. If I focus on engraving the spell there.”

[But if you look at the guy’s body with the brand again….]

Galatea worrying.

Then Iona opens her mouth.

[Because we are strongly connected with Cleon, can’t we share some of the burden of processing information using magic power? Magic Sight is a technique closer to “magic power control” than “vision.”]

She explained it in such a long way.

In other words, to put it simply, the burden that Cleon receives is reduced by adding the Demon Sword and the Holy Sword.

It was to reduce the burden on him by dividing it among the three.

“…Please.”

[Even so, be careful when controlling the brand.]

Cleon nods at Galatea’s words and takes off his black eyepatch.

Once again, when he turns on the fire of the brand and examines the body of the Descent Tree.

A large amount of information comes in through his eyes as before.

Then Galatea and Iona intervene there

They filter out and accept information that Cleon does not need from the information.

[Kuh….]

[Augh…]

Nevertheless, the two swords let out a cry of pain because the amount is quite large.

Cleon himself was quite comfortable than before, but he puts strength in the hand holding the sword.

[It’s okay…! Start!]

[Please do it! Cleon!]

At the same time as the voices of the two people echoed, Cleon runs at a speed close to the speed of sound.

Distinguishes the insensitive parts of the Descent Tree’s body with the brand.

He wields Iona there and engraves the spell he received from Lyla.

Sometimes the Descent Tree stretches out thorns to grab Cleon in order to catch him.

But for Cleon, who can reproduce the swordsmanship and movements of the Sword Saint Talcheck.

The Descent Tree’s attack with only half a body felt too slow.

Like what Lyla had done for Rubera.

When he wields it by imbuing flames into Galatea’s sword spirit.

The branches are easily cut off as if they were butter.

While doing so, word by word.

The results of Lyla’s research were being engraved on that body.

“I’m glad Iona has a good memory.”

Cleon said in a small voice as if it were a joke while sweating on his back.

[Ah, haha…. There are certainly a lot of letters to write.]

Cleon didn’t remember the letters after that very well when he wrote about half of them.

But Iona seemed to have memorized everything in the short time she saw the spell.

From then on, he was wielding the sword according to Iona’s instructions.

Only Lyla or Iona would be able to memorize a spell of more than 200 letters in that short period of time.

The holy magic power discharge of the Holy Sword, the information processing of the brand, and the instructions for the spell.

Cleon was thinking that Iona was taking on too much of a burden alone.

If even one is missing, the plan cannot be completed.

The Descent Tree had already gone halfway through the forest.

The next moment after almost completing the spell.

Cleon’s feet stopped.

“This is bad….”

In a state of being covered in sweat, Cleon once again confirms the entire body of the Descent Tree.

The letters of divine magic power that appeared on the surface.

It wasn’t disappearing.

Even excluding that part, magic power was flowing throughout the entire body.

“…There’s not enough space to write.”

[Wh, what should we do?]

Only a little of the remaining spell.

Lyla can activate the magic if she completes just one more sentence from now on.

Should I erase some of the already branded spells and write the letters a little smaller?

But there’s no time to do that….

[Cleon! Don’t stop!]

As Galatea shouts, the Descent Tree’s body shakes and moves once again to grab Cleon.

Cleon clicks his tongue and worries about what to do.

The thorns that had stretched out could be seen not having magic power flowing through them.

That’s probably true.

If there were nerves through which magic power flowed even in the attacking place.

It was like exposing places that shouldn’t be destroyed.

But there is too little surface area.

And unlike the surface of the Descent Tree, which is fixed.

It was almost impossible to engrave letters on a constantly wriggling stem.

Then.

[Wait, Cleon!?]

Before Galatea could say anything, Cleon poured most of his remaining magic power into strengthening his body and ran.

Perhaps, the Descent Tree’s defense system is unconscious.

Even though there are letters engraved on his body to this extent.

The Descent Tree has never looked down at Cleon even once.

That’s why.

Cleon climbed to the top of the Descent Tree’s head and jumped off in front of its eyes.

The moment the Descent Tree and Cleon’s eyes met in the air.

A huge number of stems stretched out and grabbed Cleon.

“Kuh…!”

The sensation of his entire body except his head being compressed.

He tries to endure by putting strength into his whole body, but he can’t do anything about the difference in mass.

He buys some time by strengthening his body with the remaining magic power.

But the Holy Sword and Demon Sword were no longer in his hand that was caught.

The Demon Sword and Holy Sword thrown into the sky just before being caught.

Among them, Galatea changed into a human form and grabbed Iona.

“Are you crazy!?”

Galatea shouts at Cleon.

Anyway, what she had to do to save him was clear.

The stretched out stems are clumped together, so she can step on them of course.

She will be able to draw a fairly large picture even if she wields her sword on it.

Galatea, who reproduced Cleon’s swordsmanship, completes the final sentence through Iona.

With this, the spell is complete.

All that remained was for everyone to fall from this Descent Tree.

This time, Galatea changes into the form of a sword, and Iona changes into the form of a human.

She aims for the clump of stems where Cleon is caught.

Galatea uses Lyla’s flame imbue magic on her body.

Iona helped to cut down the stem and get Cleon out.

The delicate one-flash that was swung so as not to damage the engraved sentence.

It was an unnecessary skill that reminded him of whose daughter she was.

When Cleon slips out of the stem, he quickly grabs Iona’s hand.

And while holding Galatea and Iona in both hands again.

He used flying magic and used magic power as propulsion to get away from the Descent Tree.

“Hoo…. We somehow managed.”

[[Don’t use such reckless plans again.]]

As a result, it went well.

Looking back at the Descent Tree, the letters of divine magic power were shining all over its body.

Now, the rest was up to her.

“Please. Lyla…!”

002

“It seems like the letters are complete.”

Rubera is wielding her sword and looks at the Descent Tree and says.

Thanks to her awakening, she can easily defeat the familiars with the power of Lyla’s flame imbue magic.

But Lyla had been thinking about something with her eyes closed since a while ago.

“Lyla?”

Rubera, as if strange at such Lyla, looks back.

At her, Lyla suddenly opened her eyes and looked back at her.

“Huh? Ah. I see.”

“Is something wrong with your physical condition?”

Lyla shakes her head at Rubera’s words and turns her head towards the Descent Tree.

“No. I was just…. thinking a little.”

“Is it Cleon? I don’t know exactly what happened between the two of you. Cleon is a very soft and easy to understand person.”

“…Yeah. I deceived such a human and tried to throw him into hell.”

A moment of silence flows.

“It’s not something that can be forgiven.”

In order to return the academy to its previous pure state.

The many things she had done so far with the grand cause.

Seduced Albein and deceived all the party members.

And in the process, she tried to get rid of Cleon because he was in the way.

What would have happened if she were in the opposite position to Cleon?

After falling into despair and falling into hell.

She might have fallen into a witch who burns the entire city.

But Cleon spared her life.

The fact that she is alive is only thanks to Quon’s sympathy and Sasha’s kindness.

She realized while spending time with Cleon.

As expected, she is a villain.

Shamelessly, she was thinking that she wanted to be forgiven by him.

She wanted to be loved by him as much as Quon and Sasha as possible.

She knew very well how ridiculous that was.

And another thing that made her angry was.

Wasn’t she just wanting Cleon as a replacement for losing Albein?

It was a distrust of her own emotions.

Lyla Flamewatch is an intellectual with high pride and a noble purpose.

Being swayed by emotions was not her attitude.

But what about herself now?

She was too ridiculous for herself to be slightly hurt by every word Cleon said.

She rarely reacted this sensitively to Albein’s insensitive words or dictatorial rampages.

She would have gotten angry on the spot.

She never smiled bitterly or turned her head because one side of her chest was aching.

“…Whatever. It would be better to do it quickly. We will be completely out of the uncharted territory soon.”

“Hey Rubera. What do you think of Cleon?”

At those words, Rubera looks at Lyla with a look of pity for a moment.

“What’s wrong.”

“No. I thought it wasn’t something to ask in the current situation.”

Lyla makes a sound of “Kuh….” as if being stabbed at the point by the right theory.

“It’s okay. There’s no other time to ask.”

“…That’s right. I don’t think he’s bad. He’s also one of the few members of the same race that I can meet normally. I also felt that our compatibility is good when we mix our bodies.”

Lyla tilted her head at the words.

“Then, you’re not in love with him?”

“…Well. What about that. He has an uncountable number of women and mixes his body with women for various reasons. There are no elements worth loving for me yet….”

Rubera vaguely avoids answering.

Lyla stares at Rubera’s eyes as if she is more concerned.

“Kuh…. I know, so hurry up and use the spell!”

In the end, Lyla can’t beat Rubera, who gets angry, and goes up to the sky.

“…Haa.”

Lyla looks at the Descent Tree that is coming towards this side, letting out a big sigh.

The divine magic power shining with light from her body looks like letters from afar.

Soon, her mouth opens slightly and the incantation begins.

“Gather. Oh, laws of truth spread throughout all creation. As a member of the radiant glory, the ruler of the natural world, I command. Show our wrath to those who oppose us.”

At the same time, the brand expands throughout Lyla’s body.

Lyla frowned slightly, as if feeling pain in the touch of the magic power running over her nerves.

The magic power required to activate the magic is her own, the divine magic power engraved by Cleon.

And the magic power of another dimension inside the Descent Tree where the spell is present.

An invisible thread connecting the three magic powers stretches out.

“This is the unchanging beat engraved in my heart from the ancient covenant. Descend into the world with the chaos running through the soul and take its form.”

The moment that thread touches the Descent Tree’s body.

Pure flames of magic power gather at Lyla’s fingertips.

And in her hand was a small pink scale.

“My name is Looty Siens (Lyla Flamewatch). I proclaim in the name of the storm of annihilation. This is the primordial flame.”

Using the scales containing the dragon’s magic power as a catalyst. She borrows that name.

There was an “element” in the world that only reacted that way.

Cannot be summoned with ordinary magic power or magic.

The purest and most powerful primordial element.

Lyla knew that her grandfather had spent his entire life trying to find this.

“Dragon Language Magic.”

And the completed flame moves along the invisible thread extending from Lyla as if moving along a fuse.

It was small but powerful.

It was pure and beautiful.

“Flame.”

The name of the magic without grandiose modifiers is.

That phenomenon itself.

Soon, when the flame touches the Descent Tree’s body.

The spell engraved on her whole body shines strongly.

That color is from the white of the divine magic power.

It was converted to the red color of the flame attribute magic power.

The next moment.

There was a red pillar piercing the entire sky.

Not only burning the Descent Tree from its feet to its head.

A huge manifestation of flames piercing the atmosphere.

Lyla opens her eyes wide and looks at her magic.

At the same time as thinking that it was fortunate that Cleon was not nearby.

Feeling a small sense of satisfaction in the realm she had achieved.

She fell backwards in the air.

The exhausted magic power was exhausted again and the exhausted shape was found.

[Rubera!]

At the same time as Barisada saw it and shouted, Rubera’s body quickly catches Lyla.

Lyla was passed out with a smile on her lips.

Rubera lets out a small sigh.

She could see a black man flying in from far away.