Remember.
　Remember everything from the day you met Rowen to today.
　His conversations, his expressions.
　His gestures and habits.
　His thoughts and wishes.
　If you can recreate them all, the chanting will succeed.

　I can pay for that magic.
　I'm not going to be able to get rid of it.

　I can't help it.

"-- 'You were the first to refuse, so I'll live with the sword' --!

　But the magic does not succeed.

　It's not the same as it was with Arti (・・・・・・・) (・・・・).
　This is not my (・・・・・) 'chanting (...)' (・・・・).

　Hence, I couldn't get close to the true (Shin).

　I have no idea how to build magic at all.
　We know that the magic 《Ghosts' Flash (Von a Wraith)》 is a flash from out of recognition.
　But is Form and Connection the only magic to replace it? Dimensional magic is a must. I've thought of dozens of alternative and combination patterns. But no matter how I try, I don't think I can get out of this world's 'logic', the premise of magic construction.

　In the first place, it's doubtful that this magic can even be reproduced using magic power.

''Kukk--!

　As a result, I fail to construct magic and lose my magic power for nothing.

　Then, when I was unable to complete the 'chanting', Rowen attacks me.
　It's a rush while chanting magic.

''--[Quartz,--Larax]!

　The crystal sword dodged effortlessly.
　However, as soon as I dodged, half of the eight swords explode.

　The crystal pops and attacks me like a scattershot.　　
　Thanks to the 《Dimension》, I was able to predict the effect of the magic before it burst. I increase the width of my sword with 'Magic Freezing'. I use the sword as a shield to deflect the scattered bullets.

　The ice shield shattered in an instant.
　However, although I couldn't deflect them all, I was able to minimize the damage. While I check the injured area, I also 'display' the status.


[Status]
HP262/293 MP189/751-100


　There's still room to spare.
　As long as they have some magic power left, they won't take so much damage. To be able to say that, the current Rowen lacks a decisive strike.
　However, Rowen's strength that she got instead is immense.
　That strength will bring me a slow defeat, like a slowly spinning poison.

　I have to complete the 'chanting' quickly.
　I must prove that I can be the heir to the Sword of Rowen (The Vine) and protect the Reapers.

　However, the more impatient he is, the further away the answer is.

　All the while, Rowen continued to attack with abandonment, wielding her messy sword and casting one magic after another.

''--Ohts, Grint, Earthwave, Quo--, Ouden--''

　Rowen unleashes a multitude of earth magic.
　The crystal captures light and reflects it diffusely inside. Its light is clumped together by magic and emitted from a single location. I generated a film of ice grains, dampening its magical rays and dodging the leap.

　The feet that landed on the ground shake as if a great earthquake had occurred.
　The ground within the ward was moving due to the magic power of the earth attribute. The crystal sand underneath the snow writhed as if it had a will.

　Rowen dives into it.
　Thinking that slashing at each other will only wear me out, I try to keep my distance. But the soft ground has taken my foot off the ground. I have no choice but to focus my magic power on the soles of my feet. I solidify my sand flow movement with 《Midwinter of the Overcrowded Dimension (Di Overwinter)》 and then take a big leap.

　Rowen throws the crystal sword at me as I flee.
　I duck and avoid the sword. I flicked the one I couldn't avoid with my sword.

　The fight turned into a chase with Rowen chasing after the fleeing me.
　However, I couldn't escape forever. Rowen's skill was lost, but her speed was still there.

　While maintaining maximum speed, Rowen wields her sword and unleashes one great magic after another.

　Magic that manipulates sand like a tsunami.
　Magic that shoots stone bullets.
　Magic that binds your opponent's movements with a vortex of sand.
　The magic to create crystal monsters.
　Magic that makes crystal swords fall like rain from the sky above.

　If I hadn't deployed the Winter's Other World (Wintry Dimension) within the ward, I would have fallen long ago.
　I knew the effects of the magic before it occurred, read its aim with my "senses" and continued to flee to the least dangerous place. I use Dimension to understand the flow of power and offset it with the least amount of magic I can muster.
　But even if you repeat them, you cannot stop the attrition.

　Their physical and magical power is being drained away.
　In contrast, Rowen's physical and magical power does not appear to be declining.
　Always at full strength. Magic power seems to be gushing out of her body endlessly.
　Even though it was a promise that the boss character wouldn't run out of breath, it was too unusual.

''Hah, hah, hah ......!

　I let out a wild breath and fend off Rowen's onslaught.
　If possible, I want to fight from a greater distance. I want to get out of the ship, escape to the sea, and fight my way through a lot of terrain.

　But if I keep too much distance, Rowen's attention will be taken away from me. If that happens, the unreasonable Rowen will go after the other humans. That won't work.

　A large amount of sweat flows and I can smell blood on my breath.
　I can tell that I'm also approaching the limit of my physical strength, which doesn't appear in the 【Indication】.


[Status]
HP260/293 MP79/751-100


　If he reached 0 MP, he would have to use magic at the cost of his life.

　If I'm pushed to that point, I'm sure Rustyala in the audience won't be silent. The reason why she still watches over me patiently is because she knows my condition with her skills.

　At this rate, I won't be able to get past the 'trial'.
　I won't get beyond anything, and Rowen will be dealt with by the people of the Confederacy as a monster.
　Realistically, I could see that end approaching.

　Little by little, a feeling of resignation is eating away at me.
　It would make Rowen sadder if I were to push myself too hard here and someone else got hurt. I know that much.

　It's definitely safer for us all to fight Rowen as soon as possible. We won't get the best ending, but we can get the next best thing.

　The 'test' of me surpassing Rowen is a one-sided expectation of his.
　There is no guarantee that I will surpass it.　

　Even if I don't surpass the ordeal, Rowen will still say, "Haha, that was a bit excessive. I'm sure Rowen will say, "Haha, that was a bit too much," and laugh it off. I can understand that too.

　If you calm down and think rationally, it's reasonable to give up without pushing it too hard here.

　So.
　That's a reasonable decision--

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!　Don't be silly!

　Eight swords that attack.
　Swearing and popping them.

　Tiredness sets in, and both arms are becoming heavy as lead.
　My concentration has decreased and I can no longer handle Rowen's eight arms.

　Fair?
　I don't really mean it.
　I don't want to compromise.
　I want to live up to Rowen's expectations.
　I want to survive my 30th test and get rid of Rowen's unfinished business once and for all.

　It's not far off.

　I'm sure of it.
　I'm sure that magic can cut through Rowen's body.
　But I'm so close, I can't recreate the "chanting".

　As I bite my teeth, Rowen continues to attack me without mercy.
　I strengthen my Dimension and shrug off the rampant dancing of her sword.

　However, the three battles of "Arms Drop," "Deathmatch" and "The 30th Trial" have caused my recovering health to collapse.
　And after a long battle, the end (time limit) has finally come.


【Status】
　HP260/293 MP2/751-100


Ugh. ......!

　It's going to run out of magic.
　My strength is running out.
　My frayed legs cause me to lose my stance.

　Then Rowen's crystal sword attacks.
　I can't hold dimensional magic well, and I can't read the trajectory of that crystal sword. The "sensation" is also complaining that it's difficult to avoid it unharmed.

　I'm wounded.
　The Thirty-Third Tribulation will come to an end.
　I can't help but feel frustrated.
　That was the moment--


"-- 'I (Attah) am leaving the world (you) behind' --


　--Darkness, crossing over.

　A black blade extended from the mass of darkness and flicked the crystal sword.

　While wielding the scythe, she chanted, without a doubt, Rowen's 'Chanting'.
　And that 'chanting' was more true than mine.

　By clothed in darkness, the Reaper has escaped the 'perception' of her surroundings.
　Moving his charred left arm and red swollen right arm, he swings his scythe and blocks Rowen's attack.

　The Reaper speaks to me over his back.

'I won't allow you to give up. ......!

　He shouted and dispatched the scythe with force.
　Rowen was blown away, and the distance between them.
　Then the Reaper took off his dark robe and turned around.

　Her cheeks and nose were red and covered in tears.

''Li, Reaper.......''

　He was covered in tears, but I could see the extraordinary resolve in his eyes.
　I could see that he was beyond ready to accept his own death, even to the point of being ready to accept the death of someone he cared about.

　The Reaper sniffed and exclaimed.

''--If it's Lowen, I know him well. That's why I'll do that 'chanting'!　Swing the sword, big brother!　To the end, fight Rowen with the sword!

　At the same time, the heat lights up in my neck.
　It refluxes (・・・・).

　The pattern on the neck attached to the reaper emits light. Through the 'connection', various things flow into me.
　Rather than taking away the magic power from me, the magic power was flowing into me from the Reaper.


【Status】
　HP260/293 MP582/751-100


　My body fills with magical power.
　It's different from my cold magical power.
　The Reaper's hot magical power was pouring into my body.

　That magic power is mixed with the Reaper's emotions and memories.

''Even I'm Rowen's 'best friend' ......!　So, I'm going to make Rowen's wish come true with my brother!　That's my real, true, true wish!

　With a shout, the very life of the Reaper flows in.

　It's the days the Reaper spent with Rowen. The memories.
　The emotions the Reaper has held to this day. And a new determination.

　Everything is flowing into me.

　I understand the mind of the Leaper.
　That heart is about to be torn apart with grief.
　It was enough to bring tears to my eyes just to sympathize with it.
　Nevertheless, the Reaper listened to Rowen's words and took up his weapon, tears streaming down his face.

　The Reaper, like Rowen and Snow, had stood up for himself after a long period of suffering.

　I realize my mistake and apologize to the Reaper.

'...... Sorry, Reaper. I almost made a mistake again. The Reaper always reminds me that I'm not the only one.

　Somewhere in the back of his mind, he had given up on cooperating with the Reapers.
　He was conceited to try to beat Rowen on his own.

　--That's not true.

　There's no reason why you shouldn't get the cooperation of the Reapers to protect the Reapers.
　Rather, if we don't work together, we can't protect the Reapers.

'You're right, ....... I don't have to understand Rowen on my own. There are three of us in the finals. Then me and the Reaper, together--!

　The will to fight, which had been on the verge of fading, is rekindled, fueled by the Reaper's emotions.
　Defeated, he stands next to the Reaper and regrips his sword.

''Rowen!　Not only does your brother protect you!　Even I can fight!

　The darkness of the magic "Di Night" overflows from the Reaper's body.
　My winter world.
　Rowen's crystal world.
　And then the Reaper's dark world invades it.

　Without words, I know what the Reaper is trying to do.
　And I believe that the Reaper will understand me.

　The connection between the Reaper and the Grim Reaper has turned us into partners in a long history of war.

　I dive in from the front, and the Reaper disappears into the darkness.
　The moment Rowen and I connect with each other, the Reaper's scythe strikes from behind.

　Rowen is unable to respond to the surprise attack from the opposite direction. There's a heavy cracking sound, and Rowen stumbles back. Then my sword flashes rush in.
　I smash the Ice Flamberge, which is laden with generous amounts of magical power.

　Under the onslaught, Rowen howls as she attacks her new foe.
　However, it's useless before the "I think" partnership between me and the Reaper.

　The Reaper is always lurking in the blind spot, continuing to exploit Rowen's vulnerability. In order to take full advantage of the Leaper's strengths, I would go head-to-head with him.

　If I was in danger, the Reaper would follow, and if the Reaper was in danger, I would follow.
　'The one who steals the reason of the earth' had to be overwhelmed by Rowen's best friends.

'Rowen!　This is me!　Grim Lim Lim Reaper!　I'm so strong! I'm not going to get bent out of shape!　So you don't have to worry about me anymore!

　In the past few days, the Reapers have become really strong.
　Having stolen technology from me, he's on par with Rustyala in terms of fighting ability alone. Of course, I'm not just talking about his body. My mind has become strong as well.

　The Reaper is now able to accept the painful reality that he couldn't accept before yesterday.
　It's not like the flimsy growth he got from The Connection. It's the real growth that came from the Leeper's own struggles with the Leeper.

　Rowen takes the attacks of me and the Reaper all over his body.　
　But that's not enough to defeat Rowen. The body (crystal) of the "Stealer of Earth's Reason" cannot be shattered.

　With a full-body blow from behind the Reaper, Rowen is blown wide open.
　In the meantime, Reaper confirms to me.

''Brother ......!''

　I nod back.

　I know, even without words.
　And we can do it now.

　I can't do it alone, but with the two of us--!

'Oh, that's the only one: ......!　But my own Rowen isn't enough!　And tell me about Rowen the Reaper!
'Yeah!　--Hey!

　The Reaper nodded.

　But I won't put it into words.
　We don't have to.

　We have more certainty than words.
　Through the Connection, I can tell you what the Leaper knows about Rowen.

　The Reaper's memories.
　Scenes from the past will be running through my mind.

　Rowen, a swordsman feared by friends and foes alike. He had fought alone in the war. The fact that he was worthy of an army even if he was alone was the beginning of his misfortune.
　And so the Reapers are built. The 'Curse' of the 'Reaper' was prepared by the enemy just to bind the swordsman Rowen. The bondage succeeds.
　It succeeds in a way that no one expected.
　The Reaper calls to Rowen to play with him, and Rowen is confused by the first time he meets the child partner.
　That's how Rowen and Reaper meet.
　The beginning of two innocent people--.

This is ...... and Rowen Alais: ......

　The Rowen the Reaper had known was very unhappy.
　That birth, that talent, that sword, made Rowen lonely.
　Rowen struggled to live. Following the family tradition, she just kept forging her sword. He just kept wielding the sword, believing that it would make him happy, believing that it would make him accepted as a family member.
　However, the path that was being prepared for him at the end of his efforts was a very tragic one.
　He was thrown into a war that washed his blood and treated as a monster.
　He was used like a tool and forced to fight even after death.
　It is a life rejected by the world. He cannot relate to anyone, cannot be recognized by anyone, cannot understand anyone, and lives and dies by the sword alone.

　The true meaning of "Chanting", I grasp a part of it.

'The Rowen you know, brother, sounds like a fun ....... I see. ....... Rowen wanted to leave her sword to someone else .......

　At the same time, the Loewen I know will be passed on to the Reapers.
　Rowen taught me and the children the sword and seemed very happy with it. She seemed happy to be able to show off the sword she had been training. It proved that my life wasn't meaningless, and it was finally paying off.

　Me and the Reaper would come to understand Rowen.
　The Chanting - and the true nature of his life itself.

　It's a realm I can't reach on my own.
　But the Reaper fills in for me.

　I don't think I could have done it on my own, even with just one Reaper.
　But with the two of us, we can.

　The pieces of the chant are missing, and now, the words are being spun.

"-- 'I (Attah) am leaving the world (you) behind' --
"'I (I) am leaving the world (you) behind'...

　Me and the Reaper.
　We're going to pay the 'price' together. But--

　But it's still not enough.
　Even the two of them can't replace Rowen's 'chanting'. That's how dense Rowen's life is.

　Therefore, it will never be completely recreated.
　The chanting is so incomplete that it's almost incomplete.
　But we thought that was fine.

　The Reaper and I wanted to use the Chant to change the course of Rowen's life.
　Now, the Reaper and I are one in spirit.

　He shouts a new 'chant' in his mind.

' -- 'The sword (s) that the world (you) rejected'!　'I (Atta) will inherit it!'
'The sword that the world (you) rejected'!　"I (we) will inherit it!

　No matter what life has in store for Rowen, he has his best friends.
　As if to appeal to the world, we twisted the "chant" that is Rowen's life itself.

　And we wielded our swords with the thought of our best friends and the desire to reach them.
　That is the end of our sword.
　This is the ultimate flash of our sword.

　This is no longer a magical "Von a Wraith".
　Constructed by me and the Reaper's thoughts, it is a flash of magic that is not unlike Rowen's magic.

　--The name of the magic changes.

''-- Magic, "Dear Flash (Di a Wraith)"!
"The magic d'a wraith!

　Sublimation.

　The reaper uses dimensional magic to open up the "path" and I swing my sword at the "path".

　The magic is established.
　I'm not the only one who's been in a position to do so.
　The sword surpasses the "reason" of the "thief of the reason of the earth".

　A sound as if a chandelier had fallen and popped, and then...

　[The body (crystal) of the one who steals the reason of the earth will never be shattered]

　-- the 'reason' of its guardian (Guardian), shattering the very thing (・・・・・・・).

　An inevitable flash of unrecognizable lightning struck Rowen and shattered her eight arms.
　It also shattered the thick crystal armor that protected its torso and slashed diagonally through its shoulders.

　The crystal that makes up the "Stealers of the Earth's Reason" is shattered.
　The crystal, which resembles a mask attached to her face, peels off, revealing Rowen's true face.

　At that time, Rowen was smiling.
　She was wearing the inevitable flash and smiling happily.

　Stripped of her crystal by our magic, Rowen had regained a bit of sanity.
　And with that little bit of sanity, he defended his two-armed swords - the 'Modified Aleis Family Treasure Sword' and the 'Magic Iron Sword (Mithril Sword)'.
　The only thing that was shattered was the six crystal arms.

　Rowen's body was ripped open and she stepped back, even though she was bleeding profusely. He then returned the 'Modified Aleiss Family Treasure Sword' to the scabbard at his waist and held the 'Magic Iron Sword (Mithril Sword)' at the ready.
　Instead of multiple swords, he fights with only one sword.

　It's Rowen's original 'swordsmanship'.

　I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them.
　There is nothing to be taken lightly.
　That's why right now, Rowen is having fun and can't stand it.

"Ah, ah--, wah, 'I'm leaving the world (you) behind'--!

　Rowen also distorts the world.
　We respond to our 'chanting' with 'chanting'.

' -- 'It was the world (you) that refused,' 'So I will live with my sword (vine)' --!

　The inevitable flash of his life is building up at the cost of his life.
　In order to meet it, we, too, prepare a second "Dear Flash (Di a Wraith)".

''-- Magical Flash of the Ghost (Von a Wraith)!

　Everything about Rowen was unleashed on us.

The magic of the Dearest Wraith!
It's called "Dearest Flash of Magic"!

　We will intercept it.

　Swords and swords cross each other in a space outside the "truth" of the world that cannot be perceived.
　It is a world of divine speed that no one has ever been able to reach.
　The pinnacle of swordsmanship.

　A place where there was only one person - Rowen Ares - alone.

　That's where we stepped in too.
　The red of the "Mythril Sword" is followed by the blue of the "Straight Sword of Crescent Pectrasli". Two kinds of phosphorescence danced.

''Rowen!''
Kanamy!

　The 《Ghosts' Flash (Von a Wraith) and the Dearest Flash (Di a Wraith) were antagonistic.
　The divine speed swords that couldn't even be recognized clashed many times between the moments.

　Above the field of crystal flowers, the 30 layers prepared by The One Who Steals the Reason of the Earth.
　There, me and Rowen wield our swords as if it were sometime in the future.

　The battle of Weapon Drop reminds me that I can't defeat Rowen with a sword.
　But I fight with a sword alone.

　Because of this encounter with Rowen, I'm stronger than ever. I've become much, much stronger.
　And I want to tell you about it. That's why I fight with the sword.

　The number of sword flash encounters is dizzying.
　Behind them, the Reaper was shouting. Now, the voice of the audience feels terribly distant. But the Reaper's voice was the only one that could be heard clearly.

Win, brother!　Tell Rowen that she doesn't have to worry about me anymore!

　I was cheered and filled with power.

　The Reaper, who was unable to intervene in the sword fight, had entrusted me with everything through 'connection'. It's not just about magic. The Reaper's determination and emotions become my power. I'm not the only one who is fighting right now. The Reaper is fighting too.

　And that's why we can't lose.
　For the sake of the Leaper, for the sake of Rowen, for the sake of myself.

''--I can't lose, aaaaaaah!

　Me and the Reaper's thoughts catch up to Rowen.
　And--

　The "Dear Flash (Di a Wraith)" surpasses the "Flash of Ghosts (Von a Wraith)".
　The flash that surpasses the "Reason" crushes Rowen's "Magical Iron Sword (Mithril Sword)" with his arm.

　The sword has done its job and gleams with a final red glow.
　The dismembered pieces of ore fall into a field of crystal flowers.

　Rowen watched the scene with joy.

　With her sword and right arm shattered, Rowen smiles.
　He was truly pleased with his own complete defeat.

　Then, he slowly turned his smiling face to the sky.
　Rowen changed his expression to one of relief and muttered as he exhaled.

''Ah (...) ......, relieved (・・・・) .......''

　It was a statement of closure.
　Proof that I have passed the 'Thirty-Third Test'.

　In other words, it means that Rowen's last 'unchallenged' is gone.
　The one who steals the reason of the earth has lost his 'unchallenged', and he 'chants' with a look of contentment, just like Arti once did.

'The dead have lost their dreams' and 'wandered the world as corpses' ....... But that, too, will end. 'Man does not live on a given mission, but lives for the light in his heart', so ....... As long as this 'ray of light in my soul' does not go out, I will be rewarded: ......

　Rowen's power fades to the extreme, and the blood he spills turns into a pale light.
　At the same time, the thirty layers he deployed also disintegrate.

　The crystal flowers and pillars also melted into particles of light and dissolved into the sky.
　It was a fantastic scene.
　It was solemn and beautiful, as if it was a ritual to send the spirits.

　Rowen smiled and told her in the light.

'Goodbye, Kanami.'
Goodbye, Rowen: ......

　I've already told you what I need to tell you with my sword.
　Me and Rowen only need to say a few words to get me out of the way.

　Then Rowen turns his body to the audience.
　She smiles and waves to the children in the audience. The children were all in tears. They must be feeling the end of Loewen's life as a child. They shouted "That was so cool" and "That was so strong," praising him.

　Rowen takes that with a smile and then turns to the entire hall to thank them.
　I was able to participate in this 'dance competition'. That I was allowed to fight in the finals. And for watching it all the way to the end, he sent his biggest thanks.

　The crowd was stunned to see the sincerity of the situation.
　Lowen Alais was a monster, to be sure.

　But when it was over, all he had brought to them was the best match they had ever had.
　None of the humans were hurt, and in one corner of the crowd, children were praising Lowen Alais.

　He had risked his life to make the final of the 'Dancing Tournament' so much fun.
　That fact was the only thing that remained.

　The crowd noticed this and clapped a little bit more.
　As the children's voices were joined by the children's voices, the praise for Swordsman Rowen gradually increased. Little by little, their impression of him changed from awe to admiration.

　Little by little, really little by little, the celebration of Rowen increases.
　And within seconds, it was replaced by a huge cheer.
　The greatest final of all time is over, and everyone is praising Rowen Alais, the architect of it all.

　The cheers poured down like a slanting sun.

'I'm not as loud as my disciples (children), but ......, a thunderous ovation isn't a bad thing: ......

　Rowen raised her hand and took it all over her body.

　Finally, Rowen walked towards the Reaper.

'The Reaper: ......'
Rowen: "Rowen: ......

　They begin their final conversation.

'Do you remember the day we first killed each other, Reaper? It's been a long time: ....... Our playtime is at an end. I'm gone and you're left. You win this one.
...... Oh, I'm not playing with you. My brother taught me that!　They say it's not a game if we don't have fun with each other--!
"No (...), I had fun too (・・・・・・・・), Reaper (・・・・). It was so good to see you. You're my best friend. All the time, we were playing. Yes, the whole time. ...... It's been such a peaceful, restful, fun day ....... Thank you for playing with such a dead man, Reaper .......
Ugh, ugh. ...... and Rowen .......

　The Reaper can't stop the tears from flowing.
　All the emotions are mixed up and he can't find the words to return them.

'So, please, this time. Just smile and walk away, Reaper.

　In front of the crying Reaper, Rowen reaches out her left hand with a bitter smile.

　She reaches out - and strokes the Reaper's head, which should be insubstantial (...).

　The Reaper jolted and looked up at Rowen's hand.
　He didn't seem to know what had happened.
　But as he continues to be stroked, Reaper understands. That the other person (Rowen) recognizes him, but he hasn't lost his substance.

　Perhaps for the first time in his life.
　A gentle palm touches the Reaper.

　I remember the information I got from the library and the words of the Reaper. And the skills 'Sensitivity' and 'Parallel Thinking' give me one answer.

　Now that the 'curse' of 'killing Rowen' has been fulfilled, the Reaper has been freed from the 'curse' of 'not being there'.

......hihihihi.

　Reaper laughed as Rowen stroked him, leaving him covered in tears.
　He didn't force a smile.
　It was nice to feel Rowen's warmth. So I laugh. A hearty laugh.

　And the Reaper laughs and looks away at his friend.

'So long, best friend (Rowen).

　Rowen laughs back.

'Good (...) ....... Goodbye (・・・・・・・), best friend (reaper) ......

　Rowen's voice faded as everything in her body turned into light.

　With this, there is no longer a single thing that binds Rowen Alais to this world.

　Rowen looks up at the sky once more.
　She stares at the dazzling blue sky and mutters to no one.


''Oh, now I'm ......, yay, and I'm rewarded ......, repaid ......--''


　The interrupted words were sucked into the sky, along with particles of light.
　But sure enough, Rowen said. 'I have been rewarded.'

　And with those words as the last, Rowen turns into light and disappears completely.


[I have earned the title 'The One Wandering the Earth']
　Earth magic has a +0.50 correction


　At the same time as the 'display', there was a metallic sound.
　A sword was stuck in the place where Rowen had disappeared.

　A divinely beautiful sword with an elaborate crystal design.
　It's the 'Treasure Sword of the House of Alais' that I had entrusted to Rowen before. It has changed its appearance and was standing solemnly with a red magic stone in the sword's peak.

　I 'gaze' at it.


''The Treasured Sword of the Aleis Family, Rowen.''
　The Guardian's sword with the magical stones of Rowen.


　The name of the sword is 'Rowen'

　--a single, treasured sword born in the House of Alais, named "Rowen".

　Rowen is gone.
　However, he left behind a lot of things.

　In the final of the "Dance Tournament", he left behind a trace of his power.
　The entire audience would never forget the glimmer of his divine sword until the day he died.

　And then there's a girl who's grown up a little bit, and one of the best swords of the Alais family.

　Above all, I, myself, became the living proof of his wandering the earth as a sword (a vine).