Chapter 55

Chapter 55: 55

The area around Llumiel’s residence is creating a very strange sight, as the Spirit lit the lights for me. I don’t feel the light of day is dark even in the distance, and I feel as if I have strayed into the world of dream stories.

The figure of Uffi, who reaches out to the Spirit and nestles in such a view, seems like a single picture. Speaking up was also a hesitant beauty, but I’m also anxiously driven by the fact that if I don’t speak up, I’m going to disappear as I am.

“Ufi.”

“… oh, dear Anis”

Speak up and Uffi will look back at his consciousness this way. I have myself relieved by that trick alone. After all, is it because I have just learned about the spiritual covenant and the history of the Kingdom of Palletia that makes me anxious?

Llumiel was just back inside his residence, and it was just me and Uffi here. Shoulder to shoulder without saying anything to each other in a strange sight.

I have to say something, but still I can’t get the word out. Tell Yufi I want to hear something, but what I want to hear doesn’t take shape. It was just Yufi who opened his mouth first as time passed.

“You’re full of surprises and speechless.”

“… right”

“But I’m glad I found out.”

Peek into the side of Uffi. Quiet, serene face everywhere. Straight eyes as if they had identified a distant goal.

“We had to know correctly, we…”

“… Did Uffi already sum up his thoughts?

“Yes. A spiritual covenant is not a good thing to want lightly. Not to mention what you want in order to be king.”

“Yeah, you are. I think so too.”

I think that the king born of the Spirit covenant will certainly be the king that the people desire. It has immense power and binds prayers and wishes to make dreams a reality. That is rightly the ideal king.

But the king is not human. A king cannot be a human being at a time when he no longer wants it or embodies it. I can only live as a king. I don’t think that’s what I should want either.

“… I’m sure public opinion will crack if we release the truth about the Spirit covenant. Some will admire it as wonderful, others will repel it as terrifying.”

“I guess so.”

“That’s no different than being afraid of Ennis’ magic. Both the spiritual covenant and the achievements of magic are worthwhile and both have aspects to fear. So I think what we need to do is to know the right thing, teach it not to be bad, and guide it.”

Uffi turns his gaze on me. Quiet, but staring at me with a strong willed eye that cemented determination.

Soft everywhere, seemingly tender everywhere. With a smile so as not to get lost, Uffi continues his words.

“- That’s why I want to fulfill my spiritual covenant to be king”

I held my fist to the proclamation Ufi told me. He bites his lips in agitation and looks back at Yuffi’s eyes.

“… I thought I’d say that. I wonder why. I get it.”

“Yes.”

Are you going to be “Still”? You’re saying it yourself, aren’t you? A king born in a spiritual covenant can be a human pillar. If a person does not know the truth, they are just praised, and if they know the truth, they cause fanaticism or fear. You know how sad it is to abandon people to be kings for people?

“Yes. This may be a retrograde, stupid imitation of the times. But I think I need it.”

“You think I need that much? Do you really need a king like that in this country?

“Yes. I need it. So I’d like you to hear my thoughts until the end, Master Anis.”

Uffi lifts my fist, gripping it hard, and adds his own hand.

“I also think it’s a fall to abandon being a man to be king for a man. Surely a king is a king. But I don’t think we should be abandoning people.”

“If so…!

“But who knows that correctly? You can’t say that a new king can’t be set up if someone believes that glory of the past is the right thing to do, if they still believe that, right? That’s why we can’t just let go of the reins right now.”

Continue to pray as Uffi closes his eyes with his forehead.

“I will be the last king to receive a crown under a spiritual covenant. And end the old days correctly.” To tell you that an alternative to the miracles accomplished by the Spirit’s covenant is about to come into being. “

“… Uffi, but that’s why”

“Spiritual covenants and magic are all in the hands of men. We should be entrusted. In the future, there will also be kings who desire magic, kings who want spiritual covenants. I think we need to embrace all the possibilities, so that we can choose, not force.”

“That’s why you’re the cornerstone of a milestone in your time? Sacrifice yourself?

“If someone has to exchange it, let me hope and shoulder that responsibility. Not that someone wanted it, but at my own will. Not for the people, but for the new era I want.”

Gently, Yufi’s hand, which was holding my hand, can accompany my cheek.

“It is up to me to inherit everything from the old days. If you pass it on correctly, you can’t tell people. To put an end to an era of prayer, desire, and mere service to the Spirit. A future where people choose out of their own will and power. And for the first time, magic makes ideas shine. From me to you. From the past to the present, and to the future. It is the past, the present, that takes over all of it and shows the people a new path. That’s the future I want my country to walk in.”

In old times, the history and thought of the Kingdom of Palletia, built by spiritual covenants, all of faith.

Surely Yufi would be right. It is undoubtedly Ufi who is closer than anyone else as the symbol that has taken over all of it. Yuffi, who is said to have a soul close to the Spirit, has the gift to reach the Spirit covenant, and inherits the righteous blood of origin, deserves it as a symbol.

End the ancient times with Uffi becoming the last king as a symbol. And into the next era, show a new outlook. To defeat the existing concept, it becomes the symbol that bears the concept and ends it. That must be an ideal story.

“So you say you can quit being human? You said you could carry it? In the past, to show those who believe blindly that it succeeded? Just to show that I’m not on the right path!?”

“Yes.”

“Even if I don’t have that kind of care, I can change my country!

“Yes, Master Anis would be able to. But a radical reform would be contentious. You will carry that responsibility to the point where it hurts. Just carry the pain of ending the old days all by yourself. I can’t forgive that.”

“Because I don’t want to admit to sacrificing Yufi!

No matter how close Uffi is to the Spirit, Uffi is human. I was born a human being, but I just can’t admit the stupid story of having to throw that away for the sake of my country.

I really don’t want to make a sacrifice. I can’t help but make a sacrifice as a result. If the idea is different, it will be contentious, and there is no choice in that. But it’s definitely different to swallow if you have to give up from the start.

“Even if I don’t think of it as a sacrifice?

“… yes, this is my very own. I just didn’t know I had to because I was born that way. I don’t want Uffi to carry his country until I let him quit.”

“Then this is also my very own. But if that’s what you were born for, if there are people who can be saved for it. That’s me, too. That’s what I… want. For me, and for you I love.”

Yeah, it’s a really parallel line. It’s like mirroring up to where they don’t want to be no matter how far you think of them.

“… you think you can convince me with the discussion?

“No. I won’t give either, and Master Anis won’t, will he?

“Yeah, that’s right. ‘Cause if you really don’t like it, I’ll shake it all off. But I’ll make it happen. That’s me.”

“Then I’ll be the one who stops it.”

“You think you can stop me?

“Yep.”

Yufi smiles and gently distances herself from me. And look back slowly and face each other again.

“I recognize the value of magic. Above all, I’m by your side, and I know the possibilities. But – yet, I win.”

――……

“I have to win. We still have to match that value. Otherwise, magic will betray you again. The magic that makes people smile, I guess that doesn’t really come true with current magic. Because if the Spirit has no will, magic is only a mirror of a person’s wishes. If that magic keeps betraying you, you can only abandon the magic and destroy the world and move on. Then I won’t let you. Let me build a new era of magic.”

Pull out the arcane shell that Uffi was sitting on his hips. Touch the body and then point it at me.

“End of the old days. Give the country a new era. Happiness to many people. Our wishes are the same. But what the country wants today will be magic, and there’s no way to give that lead to magic yet. It’s only after I take over and finish everything.”

As a sign of the strength of his will, Yuffi’s eyes have eyes full of determination.

“Alongside your magic, I stand next to you with the magic you had to give up. So if you don’t acknowledge the way you’re doing it, and you don’t give in… let’s settle with each other’s“ magic ”. Now is not the time for you to lead the way.”

… nature and my hand was also stretched out to celestial. Set up a celestial pulled out of the sheath to take Uffi’s gaze head-on.

“Sooner or later your time will come. I will build and show you the times you want. I want to see those times together…… – I grab that right.”

“Nobody sacrifices. I don’t want to. Even if that was Yufi’s wish, I would not allow people to be dumped for their sake. I’m glad you’re just dreaming next to me, Yufi.”

“It’s necessary to stand next door. … you say what you wish to protect. I could only protect it by breaking it. I want to show that magic isn’t just that.”

“If you can’t protect it, there’s no point. Then destroyer, but I don’t mind.”

“Then I can’t admit it.”

“Oh, really”

“Yeah, really.”

It’s with joy. It’s with sadness. It’s anger. And above all, it was a happy emotion.

Deny each other’s wishes, but we are as happy as we wish each other. But it’s a different shape, so we bump into each other.

That child who reached out to me that day is in a position relative to me and takes care of my wishes above all else. That’s why I have to face it.

“Any complaints about losing?

“I won’t tell.”

“That’s good.”

I took your word for it.

“Don’t tell me”

Laughing at each other. My heart is at peace everywhere. There is no cloudiness. There’s nothing to worry about. I’m not lost. It’s all in the way.

So my heart is clear as a blue sky. I’m sure this will be laughable at the end of the day, no matter what.

“Shall we begin?… Is this a fight? Or a duel?”

“No. There are more worthy words”

“Heh? What’s that?

“Let the magic comparison begin, Master Anis. I’ll teach you.”

“… I told you! Genius, lady!

Each other’s magic is expensive and full of surroundings. I felt like the forest had gone out of its way to ring to it.

The wind blows between us, and the leaves of the trees in the wind pass between us.

The leaves of the tree tear in two. In the next moment, the sound of my celestial and Uffi arcane shells meeting each other’s blades echoed in a squeamish.

Deep in the Black Forest, its magical comparison was unwittingly feverish.

In a square made in the deep woods. So facing each other are Anisphere and Uphilia. They slash each other with their demon swords over and over again.

Anisphere quickly approached Uffi without striking a blow as she strengthened herself with the magic poured from the dragon’s engraving. Bouncing it back with physical enhancement so that Uffi can respond again.

Play each other’s swords, draw almost the same orbit and overlap the swords. The sound of the sword trident does not linger, but accelerates as it sounds tall.

(Huh, it reacts……! But I’m surprised they’re coming head-on!

This development was, to be honest, unexpected for Anisphere. When it comes to Uphilia, he’s a genius who uses a lot of magic. Then I wonder if they will come using their magical hands. It comes at me as if it suits me.

That seemed surprising to Anisphere. What are you thinking, are you after something? If you get past the back of your brain, your attacker will be dull. It’s not hard to imagine an imminent magic chase even if you show a gap. That is why it becomes an outfit to respond to the onslaught of Uphilia.

(Dear Anis reacts fast. I would be inferior to the battle just for physical strengthening. “That’s why” I can’t use a detoured hand……!

Uffi doesn’t misunderstand his talent. Indeed, the magic I use is diverse and the choices float multiple ways. But if you’re going to use it for anisphere, your options will be narrowed down.

Anisphere’s hands are not as diverse as those of Uphilia. That’s why every one of them is highly proficient. Fast, sharp, heavy. That’s why I can’t get the hitter wrong. For Uphilia, it was a battle as if stepping on thin ice.

Fact is, I can’t even get a moment out of my mind when I’m slashing knots. If I loosen my mind at all, Uphilia will feel it even if her demon sword strips away her fangs. My body is so feverish that I can clearly see that the sweat that floats is telling my skin and falling off.

(Now I have the upset I showed unexpected movements, but in local power I’m inferior. Any one adapted and pushed down……!

It is the image of one’s defeat that floats in Uphilia. Destroy, destroy and destroy images overshadowed by instantly floating anispheres. To connect the remaining possibilities, the reflex nerve will be increased to the maximum and the accuracy of body strengthening will be increased.

There won’t be a decision to make. Still needed to buy time. Anisphere also has better experience in action. So there’s only one thing Yufi can do.

(Give me everything I can…! What I can do, no, even what I couldn’t do, is extremely visible here and now…!

For Uphilia, magic is the task of shaping scattered pieces. Through magic activated once, scrape off excess and attract and reassemble what is missing.

Formation, scrutiny, optimization, filling, reconfiguration and execution. Uphilia’s thoughts turn visibly. Every time I feel a pain in the back of my head. Blood gathers in the back of his eyes and his vision turns bright red.

The breath rises and the body complains of fatigue. The arm that repeats the spear is about to lose its senses due to impact. Complement it with a body strengthening woven with healing magic. That way, the magical path of further physical strengthening is drawn in the back of the brain while reducing body fatigue.

Uphilia instantly reassembles the magic she is exerting on herself as she pulls the feeling that something is going to burn out in the back of her brain.

“Ahhh!!”

“Huh!?”

The sword flashes that Yufi swung out, raising his own surprising beastly voice, surpass Anisphere’s predictions only for a moment. Only with each other’s momentum antagonizing, Yufi’s modulation breaks Anisphere’s rhythm and lowers as Anisphere steps on a dance.

Uphilia doesn’t miss that gap. The distance to the slightly open rear, set the arcane shell to pull the bow, utilize the twist of the body to release the poke. Just before releasing that thrust, the wind swirls like a helix.

“” Windstorm! “

The magic trick is sweet, and the conditioning setting is sweet in the aggressive configuration. But the wind released at the same time as the thrust accelerates its thrust, causing it to reach the realm of divine speed.

The aim is celestial. Play that one. The moment Yufi’s thought came, Anisphere – let go of the Celestial and stand low.

(Huh!? Shima – Huh!

Celestial misplaced targets dance through the universe and climb up. Uffi’s body, which released the poke, is stretched. Hit the palm bottom into Uffi’s abdomen so that the anisphere, which stood there low, sprained its bent knee.

Yufi’s body is bounced off with momentum. Roll as you jump on the earth several times, and rise as Uffi kneels down to kill its momentum.

“……………………………………………!

Uphilia can experience vomiting that is likely to throw up all the contents of her stomach. Even the cushions created by the wind magic cannot offset the blow of Anisphere. Let’s just say they didn’t take the bones. Good.

There is no pursuit of the Anisphere. Anisphere also holds the celestial in her hand again and wipes the sweat that flows down her back with her hand.

(Does it change this far in action? Genius, or not a monster, Ufi…)

Past Anisphere is yet another fear of Uphilia. It was felt on the skin that Ufiria was instantly, reassembling magic on the spot.

That was also very similar to the process of sharpening the blade. Fast, sharp, scrapes away waste. Like Uffi approaching herself with one step and another every time she exchanges her sword. If this were truly a life-taking, I would have been under the illusion with the footsteps of Reaper.

“… ha… ha…!

Breathe and stand guarded, Uphilia looks at the anisphere. Anisphere doesn’t seem to have relaxed either.

Anisphere stands in front of me. In that, Ufiria had unspeakable emotions in her heart. It speeds up the heartbeat and spills blood all over your body.

(Choice is crushed. So much…… even with so much means, there are fewer hands to choose from. This is Master Anis……!

Seems to repeat, in terms of plenty of options, Uphilia outperforms Anisphere. Diverse magic can only help. That was the strength of Ufiria. It has always been so. That’s why I never cared.

When I saw the magic, the countermeasure came to mind. It wasn’t even hard to offset. Even a sword could be treated more than a crowd. The experience of choices being “crushed” beforehand came as a surprise to Uphilia. This is my father, Grants, who has never felt the end of a magic trick.

(I wonder how much this one has worked out. How much to reach for what you can’t reach)

I want to fly in the sky. The path of Anisphere, which began there, can be described as exploration itself. I have come to know magic, to know myself, to fill what is missing, and to refine my strengths by being foolish.

In contrast, Uffi has never challenged her exploration. A variety of magic can be used from the beginning to grasp and offset the hands of others. Absolutely at birth, that was the way she was.

But Anispheric obsession breaks down Uphilia’s almighty. The almighty feeling that I relied on without realizing it myself doesn’t work for anispheres. During this short stagger, Uphilia felt so bad.

That’s why – Uphilia’s heart grows strong and expensive.

“I want to line up…”

I want to see the same view as you, who look away everywhere.

I want to change who I was just to stay in what I was given. I don’t just want to be who I am, I want to walk through this world instead of staying in it.

I’ve always thought it was best for me to behave the way I wanted. I am not asked to be there. Then I didn’t feel the need to ask for it either.

The hand offered when that premise collapsed and the previously normal world collapsed. The light I saw ahead of me is nothing more than an anisphere.

I was told that this soul was spiritual. There is a world, but stay. Then do as you wish. It was just to make it good. But I can’t be. It won’t end this way.

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– I want to beat this guy.

What do you want to win? Uphilia clearly doesn’t know that.

So at least I won’t run away. I want to be on the same stage, with the same eyes, just keep facing each other.

I don’t want to be alone with someone who’s going to shake everything off to get to where it needs to be.

And I don’t want you to leave yourself alone, where everything was complete.

I want you to see it. I want you to admit it. When I’m here. Each other, everything is chipped out.

That’s why. I just want to be the only one for this guy.

“I won’t let the king…”

A king is a symbol in itself, for the sake of his country and for the sake of his people. If you become king, that freedom will be lost.

I didn’t like that for Uphilia. The Anisphere was free so we could get there. Yet I cannot accept that everything must be dedicated for the good of the country, neither its freedom nor its deprivation, nor its wishes, nor its merits.

That’s why I don’t approve of Ufiria. Even if that’s what the world wants, it’s unacceptable.

Oddly enough, it was like Anisphere who didn’t admit he couldn’t use magic. Uphilia steps out again, too. Forward, forward.

“… Ufi”

“I will not admit that you will be sad to be king. I can’t bear to have something to lose from you by becoming king. It’s wrong for you to dedicate what you’ve built to no one else, just for everyone’s sake.”

“Still, if you say that’s my responsibility, I will. Until I make someone unhappy, I can’t wish for my happiness.”

“Still, I want to make you happy. I want you to laugh, I want you to be free. I want to keep your wish.”

So you don’t have to be king. Many times Uphilia screams like that.

“If we’re all going to be happy – you’re going to have to be happy too.”

“So… I won’t admit that Uffi is going to be unhappy!

“Don’t you decide my misfortune!

“Don’t let Uffi decide my happiness!

“So you don’t like it!? Don’t you like me trying to be happy!?”

“… that’s cowardice!

Mouth it like Anisphere was upset by the unexpected pursuit.

That’s why Uphilia turns back. Tell them to remain emotions similar to the anger that boils in their hearts.

“If you wish everyone happiness, accept your happiness too”

“I’m happy, I’m happy enough already”

“- I’m saying I’m not happy with that!

I want it, I want it, I want that guy’s happiness.

That’s what I wanted. I want it stronger than anyone, my darling’s happiness.

And I say, “Enough.” I don’t need it anymore, I say. That’s not true – I don’t know anymore. Did you find out?

“I’ll be happy on my own and unhappy on my own. I don’t admit that. So if you say you don’t want everyone, I’ll take it. Dear Anis, you can throw it away now. If you say you don’t deserve a king, you can throw it away.”

I’ll take the crown.

Uphilia’s thoughts are conveyed without words. Anisphere takes the stand as he decides.

The light green colour of the anisphere diminishes. Eyes like a golden moon. It’s the first eye I’ve ever seen from the front. The change in color is due to the magic of the dragon. Those eyes are as beautiful as gems.

Likewise, the blade formed from the celestial also shows a change. Crystalline blades with thin rashes and blue. The light, reminiscent of the silhouette of a dragon wrapped around his whole body, frightens the beholder. This presence certainly deserves to be called a dragon.

“Words don’t convince me. I can’t. – Then you can take this!? Now if you want to leave!? I won’t forgive you if you die, and I will resent you for life! Even I don’t want to give in! I don’t want Yufi to go down the path of absolute suffering!

“- Oh, then you’ll never lose.”

I didn’t have a reason. I wasn’t sure I could beat it. Still, Ufiria spoken naturally.

Anisphere pulls her lips together as she hesitates. Looking at Uphilia as she stared, she jumped to momentum.

A blow that reminds me of the blue sky falls above heaven. Uphilia grips the Arcane shell as a flashing blow approaches that repaints the faint sky into the blue sky.

This blow can be defeated by half-breed magic, but it cannot be prevented. Make an immediate decision. Even the footsteps of death are close. Still, there was no stray, no starvation, no fear in Uphilia’s mind.

“Gather, mix”

I had a tip.

“Mix it up, get it done”

Replace the magic of your body. That’s the secret Anisphere uses when exercising dragon magic too.

“If you do, you are equal to the world.”

Replace “Magic”. It was the spirits around them who invited them to call water at the price of their whole body’s magic.

Gather around your whole body the magic that comes from mixed spirits. Uphilia controls the forces as wild as torrents, while thoughts fly by the shock.

Inject that magic into the Arcane Shell. The Devil’s Sword, which had Uphilia’s function as a magical aid, shows change as it responds.

– A rainbow crystal-like blade is formed.

That shines in response to the magic of the Spirit that Uphilia has taken in.

A Spirit is a shard of the world itself. The blow that Uphilia draws out, which can resonate with its Spirit, is a strike that reminds me of a rainbow, as is the name of its demon sword.

Extreme light reminiscent of the sky overlapped with a sword flash of extreme light reminiscent of a rainbow, bouncing each other.

I saw a rainbow.

I saw a beautiful, very beautiful rainbow. Beautiful sole with bridges in the blue sky.

But when I opened my eyes, the light of the Spirit lit up. It was in a faint forest. I wonder if the beautiful view I just saw was illusory.

I felt soft behind my head. Then it was Yufi who came into my sight to peek in… Apparently I was being knee-pillowed.

“… are you awake?

“… Ufi? Me…”

“Excuse me. I had the best shot at offsetting the blow, and I didn’t even think about the fall. After that, Mr. Ennis fell out of his head.”

“… fell out of your head? Ah…”

Memories come back. A special blow by Celestial, who defeated Fenrill. When I let that go, I remembered that I was jumping up in momentum.

Uffi, who intercepted it, is on the ground and remembers a rainbow blow imminent as he launched. My memory is broken there.

I’m probably out of balance in the air and fall straight out of my head. And I think it means I passed out. I don’t have a headache for that, and I think Yufi treated me.

“… it was so beautiful”

“Yes?”

“… I saw a beautiful rainbow”

“… it’s the light of the Spirit.”

“… well, that was really beautiful”

I accidentally lost my power. I exhale at the odd fullness as I leave my head with Uffi.

“… my loss.”

“… it’s a draw. It was just bad luck.”

“Ugh, it’s good to lose. I really thought it was beautiful from the bottom of my heart.”

I was admitted to losing because it was just beautiful.

I thought if I lost, I would definitely regret it. I hate to lose. I still feel a lot of regret.

Still, I was distracted by beauty. Reach out and touch Yuffi’s cheek.

“Beautiful.”

“… a little lighter”

“Unusual. I can’t believe Uffi can illuminate”

“The magic is unstable right now… it’s kind of fluffy”

With a bitter smile, Yuffi blushes her cheeks and shows them. That was adorable again and I laughed unexpectedly.

You really are a complete loser. At least on this occasion. I couldn’t help but lose in the battle I wagered the king.

“… oh, already. Don’t let your regrets shrivel.”

“Yes, because whether you win or lose, you have nothing to lose. And because I regret dying if I lose, and I’ll probably cry. That’s why I didn’t want to lose.”

“… I might want to see Yufi’s crying face for a second”

When I said that, Yufi laughed at me like I was in trouble. Then Yufi gently crawls her fingers through my lips.

“I’m sure when I’m king, I’ll cry even if I don’t want to. Just in front of you.”

“Yeah.”

“Will you forgive me?

“I forgive you. Crying, taking away from me, everything, everything.”

“I want to make you happy. Forgive me for that, too?

“… fool, don’t ask”

I try to turn that way because I was embarrassed and I was about to bite my tongue. Then Yuffi’s hand suppresses my cheek, and Yuffi’s face looms.

It takes my breath away. If you reach for breath to drown and hold it tight, you will be dropped deep enough that it is likely to become acid depleted. I won’t let it go easily when it gets painful and I punch Yuffi in the back of the head with pessies. By the time I was liberated, my head was totally cracked.

“Pfft…. this, kissing demon”

“What does that mean”

“Too frivolous!

Are you listening to my protest or not? All Yufi did was smile contentedly.