'Oops - but if you look closely, the thug in question seems to be our present human god. ...... Huh, it's always the same. You all know how mischievous our princess is!　As a loyal vassal of the Real Man God here, I, Feydert, shall work with a clear mind!

　With an exuberant roar, Feydert snapped his fingers.
　Then all of the magic stone lines in the 11th Crossroads suddenly began to glow.
　The magic is being activated by using the magic stones from the magic stone lines.

　Instantly, Rustyala frowned and stared at Feydert with a smirk.

''This, this sluggishness ......!
'Hmmm, it looks like luck is on my side!　I didn't know that the place where you guys started your dispute was the 'Eleventh Crossroads'!

　That's right.
　This 'Eleventh Crossroads' could be said to be the place with the highest concentration of 'magic stone lines' in the world.

　The Allied countries have the largest amount of magical stones in the world, and the Fouzeyards are the richest, and the 11th Crossroads is a single-digit intersection for the nobility.
　Not only is the demon stone line the best in the world, but also its security level is the highest in the world.

The magic stone line's warding has just been activated. I know the wavelength of your magic power better than anyone else. Activating the warding that suppresses your body is a piece of cake.

　It's likely that the warding of the 'magic stone line' (line), which was set to keep monsters away, was changed only to suppress an individual named Rustyala. That setting change is possible with the authority and technology that Feydert has. The "Magic Stone Line" that is activated by simply pouring magic power into it is a good match for Feldeldeldt.

　Just as I expected, after Feldeldeldt missed us at the cathedral, he chose to use the "magic stone line" to track and capture us.

　On the "Magic Stone Line (Line)", which is being used as it should be for the first time in a long time, Rustyala tries to move beyond the limits.
　However, due to the double deployment of the 《Invisible Ice Room》 and the ward, the expression of Rustyala, the quintessential Rustyala, also distorts his expression.

''Ko, this--!

　He lets go of me and tries to head down to Feydert.
　One step at a time, I'm moving forward forcefully, but - in the middle of it all, Rustyala runs out of power and stabs his knee.
　She's gasping for breath as if she's struggling to cough up blood even now.

　How could he fight to this point with a body that was wobbly from the ritual?
　Seeing that Rustyala can't move, I start to move too.
　But of course, that's not allowed either.

''Oops. ''The same goes for Reiner Helvilleshain. I know your magic power as well, though not as well as the Gentleman God. If it's your current battered body--''

　Just like Feydert's words, my body also gets heavier as if it were carrying a lump of iron on its back.
　Not only is my body even heavier, but the circulation of magic power is greatly disrupted.
　Even if I tried to build wind magic now, I would fail due to the warding effect from the 'magic stone line'.

　I'm going to stop the same way Rastiara did.
　If I wanted to, I could do it, but I'm not going to do anything rash here.

　Seeing this, Feydert is a little suspicious, but gives instructions to the others.

''Hmm. Apparently, it seems that Ryner really can't move either. Then, with sufficient caution, first of all, we need to secure the 'blood'. All of you 'Magic Stone Humans' (Jewelculus), please relax your magic a bit.

　From the crowd, the 'Jewish Stone Humans (Jewelculus)', including Emily, appear.

　If there is an 'Invisible Ice Room' that solidifies the space, Emily and the knights can't get close to it, so the magic loosens up. However, even if it loosens, there is still a 'magic stone line (line)' ward.
　Rustyala, who is even more susceptible to the wards than I am, doesn't seem to be able to even stand up.

　I'm not going to be able to get to the point where I can't move, so I'm going to go up to Rustyala, pretend to restrain him and try to get him to resume his example magic.

''Excuse me, Rastiara-sama.
"Wow, my Lady Tiara's 'blood'--

　A continuation of the 'blood transfer' that was taking place in the cathedral temple will take place.

　In the meantime, Feydert bustles around. Without a moment's thought to reinforce their justice, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry. Thanks to the excellent 'Magic Stone Line' (line) of the Fuzzyards, it seems that the quarrels among our people are over. As long as we knights and the 'Demon Stone Line' (Line) are around, Hoozeyards is absolutely safe--! He exclaims.

　Shortly afterwards, Rastiara is placed by the knights with a lock on his arm that restricts his magic. Rastiara twisted her motionless body to resist, but the five locks were placed on her arms and legs, and she was finally unable to move at all.

　It seems that the "blood transfer" also ended at the same time.
　Emily filled her body with strength, looked down at Rustiala who fell to the ground and muttered.

''--This is the end for Rastiara-sama. ...... All that's left is Ryner-san.

　And then he glares at me and Tiara.

　--Okay.

　This stops the nastiest thing in town - Las Tiara.
　Right on schedule.

　Thank you, Feydert and Emily.
　Nice incapacitation.

　But it's no longer necessary.

　I keep my reluctance on my face, struggling to keep from smiling.
　Feydert is alert and directs the restraints.

''Then let's restrain Ryner and the girl next. ...... Just to be sure, surround them with the elite only.

　With Emily in the lead, the ten or so knights who seem to be high level walk out without a hint of caution.
　In front of me is Emily, strengthened by Tiara-san's 'blood'. And as if to cut off the retreat, the knights surround us.

　In response, I slowly stand up and stare straight back at Emily.

''With that body, are you going to f*ck me now?''

　Emily was sincerely worried about me.
　She must be proud of the overwhelming difference in power that has been created.

　Unlike the Lord and the others, I have no way to check the status of others. However, I understand that Emily, who gathered Tiara-san's 'blood' to collect it, is a far cry from the status she had yesterday.

　She was one of the mid-level explorers, but now she will have gained the talent to step into the legend.
　The concentration of magic power visible to the eyes is also unusual.

''Yeah. ''Of course.''

　Still, I nodded.

　My magic power is low, and my body is in tatters.
　Both of my legs are especially badly injured. In addition to being pierced by arrows, even the contents are torn apart by the outburst of magic.
　Furthermore, the wards of the Invisible Ice Room and the Line of Magic, the limbs are not able to move well.

　However, I regrip my sword, saying that I won't abandon the game.
　There's no reason for me to lose to an opponent of Emily's level, and I'm going to be strong.

''Then I won't go easy on you. --Growth.

　It's a good thing that you have a good idea of what you're doing.
　It's not a problem for me to be in close combat with the current me, so after converting the overflowing magical power into enhanced magic, she closes the distance with an empty handed fist just like Rustyala.

　It's helpful.
　It was hard to move his legs in this state.

　And as she approaches me randomly, I swing my sword out.
　Just like when I dealt with Rustyala earlier, it's a flash of arm aim.

　But even if it's the same aim, the situation is too different. The injured leg is not able to come forward, so I can't step in, which is important in swordplay.
　To put it bluntly, it's a flash that can only be called a hand strike.

　Emily ducks it with her enhanced body, comfortably dodging it, and extends her arms from a distance.
　I duck to refuse, but I can't escape with my feet, which can't even retreat.

　After a few times, the sword and my bare hands intersect - easily I am struck hard on the wrist and let go of the twin swords. Following that, I am grabbed by both hands by the collar of my clothes and lifted up my body.

　It's a haphazard way of looking, with the younger girl levitating my legs.
　In addition, Emily crosses her hands and uses the collar of her clothes to choke me hard.

'Ggh, ugh, ahh--!
That concludes the ritual. Thank you for your work, Mr. Reiner. Now go to sleep.

　Emily declares up close and personal, confident of victory.
　To that I choose to reply rather than breathe.

'E, Emily ....... I know how you feel--

　My throat tightens and all I can do is muffled voices.
　Still, I make it clear.

　Swords and magic aren't the only ways to fight back.
　I know that words are a fine tactic, too.
　I was just recently taught by the mentor behind me to fight with all provocations and threats.

'But are you sure?　You've been seen at ......?

　Just one word.
　Delivered to her ears.

"Did she see me?

　And next I move my eyes.
　I move my eyes, not my hands or feet, but my eyeballs, and turn my gaze to a corner of the crowd.

　Caught in the act, Emily turns her eyes to it too.
　Beyond that, there was a boy - a boy.

'Emily!　What the hell is going on here!　Why, Mr. Reiner!

　Emily's partner in crime, Al, was there.
　He had waded through the crowd of people and was out of breath to reach this battlefield.

　Moreover, I had arrived just in time for Emily to be breathing down my neck.
　Emily's face turns pale at that worst possible timing.

''Al-kun!　Why ...... here!

　Why? ......?
　It had to be because I called him.
　He was waiting patiently near the cathedral, and Tiara called him.

　The method is simple.　
　Tiara-san's body doesn't move, and she can't use magic. He can't even use magic.
　But his magic moves.

　In that case, it's a 'magic stone line' just like Feydert.
　Since even the non-combatant Feydert, who can't use magic, can handle it, there's no reason Tiara-san, who was a saint, can't handle it.
　Or rather, if you ask Tiara-san, it seems that the 'magic stone line (line)' is a substitute that Tiara-san developed to begin with. Anyway, she can at least deliver her voice through her magic power.

　If it's a dense area of this 'magic stone line', there's always a line that leads to the cathedral.
　There's nothing strange about it.

　However, Emily was confused.
　She was upset by the unplanned situation and let go of my collar that she was holding onto.

'--This is, you know, ...... Al-kun. No, it's not .......

　I spread my hands out to indicate that it was a misunderstanding that I was tightening them up.
　To which I reply with a laugh.

"Haha, you're an idiot. Of course I told you all about it.

　She tells Al that she betrayed him at the Cathedral.
　When Emily hears this, she becomes enraged.

''This, this, Reiner Helvilshein--!

　But I'm the one in a rage.
　I'm going to be the one who turns to me, and I'm going to say a few words to Emily, and I'm going to construct a spell.

　The fact that I can't use magic isn't too bad for me.
　I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them.

　It's a good idea to have a good time with them.
　This is my only chance to win at close range.

The leg is gone, but the arm is still there. "My legs are ruined, but my arms are still intact, so be careful.

　He clings to Emily with his right arm and his left arm hits his enemy in the stomach.

　Then, he builds his best and most powerful magic.
　Of course, the magic does not succeed. On top of his physical condition, his magic power is disturbed by the warding of the 'magic stone line (line)'.

　The 'failure' of that magic was obvious.
　However, I could also see that the 'failure' was a 'failure to fail'.

''-- Magic 《Tauschus Wand》!

　The great magic is activated - and it fails badly.
　Naturally, the magic power poured into the pouring unleashed like a flood that broke a dam.

　A huge amount of wind magic bursts in Emily's abdomen with a sound as if a huge drum had been beaten, and my left arm bursts as well. At the same time, my left arm also bursts.

　To be honest, my arm is more damaged than Emily's. The damage done to the enemy is probably less than a tenth of its original size. However, that zero-range explosion had enough impact to make her faint.

''--!

　The explosion hits Emily's pigeon tail, and she goes white eyed and her strength drains from her entire body.
　I slap a victory declaration from me this time toward her consciousness, which is probably moving away from her.

''I'm not going to lose to someone who would stop at this level. That's what happens when you have regrets. Come back to me with confidence.

　As it is, I put all my strength into the right arm that grabbed Emily and tossed her roughly into one of the crowd.

'See!　Take it, Al!　Keep that guy alive for a minute!

　I dare to keep the blood-infused Emily away.
　It's not just that I can only afford to protect Tiara-san right now, but I wanted to disperse the enemy even more. Or rather, there's no way to not use the Al that has just appeared.

　I smile at the rest of the knights to provoke the enemy.

'You guys are next. The first one to eat my magic is the one you want to eat--

　He pointed with his useless left arm.
　The left arm that had been sacrificed to take Emily down was in a terrible state. Just like his leg, several fingers were twisted and broken, nails were peeled off, and bright red blood was dripping from countless lacerations.

　The knights who had surrounded him gasped when that finger was thrust at him.

　They must be terrified of me, who sacrificed both legs and my left arm to increase my will to fight, even though they were covered in blood.

　The knights, who know pain better than the average person in training, must know how much the pain of my joking injuries hurt.
　They may be disgusted to see me continue to laugh in the midst of that pain.

　Some of the knights even pulled back a step.
　My intention to provoke them has turned into a threat.

　As a colleague, I'm pathetic.
　What are you frightened of?
　This is a knight.
　Shed blood, slaughter flesh, cut off souls, yet fight for the Lord - that is a knight.

　I am working as a knight now, and I want you to work as well.
　I'm a knight now, and I want you to work too.
　My foot hurts, so come over here and...!

　However, the request falls through, and a distant Feydert stops the knights.

'Ladies and gentlemen, wait a moment.'
Tsk.

　It would have been easier if I could have made the enemies who tried to capture me faint in turn, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
　Faydert laughs at my tongue-lashing.

''Huh, I won't take the provocation. I'm not even in a hurry. I hope you won't get carried away just by taking one insurance piece. As long as we use this '11th Crossroads' as a battlefield, our advantage will not change. This one will just have to take its time and hold you back, and that's the end of it.
So you're gonna threaten me with another hostage situation?
'No, sir. It is known that I am incapable of killing Lady Lastiara and Lady Flanlure. I'll give up that insurance.

　He's calm.
　As he speaks, Feydert lays out the situation around him. By letting the knights hear it, he allows that calmness to permeate the entire area.

'But even if the insurance didn't work, it was enough to kill your power. Now you're injured all over, and you can't use your prized twin swords. You can't even walk, let alone run. You can't weave magic well in the dense area of the magical stone line. In that state, you have something to protect on your back and you have to deal with this number. --It's really too much.

　He was also a little proud of himself.
　Feydert happily talks about how he has pushed me to this point.

　These kinds of opponents talk longer when they are confident of victory.
　This is also a good stall for ...... good time, as planned.

　I shrug my shoulders and agree with Feydert.

"Indeed. I'm not sure I'll be able to take on all of you on my own in this situation.
'A little ......?　Hmmm, wasted strength. I can see it!　Your status!　Those in the priesthood, calmly assess the state of the enemy!　This man no longer deserves to be a threat!

　Feydert took my words as strength.

　And with the privilege that only priests are allowed to have, he tries to make my current situation (status) go down the tubes. There are not a few knights who have gained experience as priests. Soon, my lack of power is passed on to the knights as information.

You are a priest, by the way. You can see the results of my conversion (status) very clearly.
''Of course, I can see how much magic power you have left!　Huh, you're already close to zero!　Even if you can use it, is it only reckless magic with a 'price'!　But I won't give you time to 'chant' fluently in this situation!　This time it's over!　Now, ladies and gentlemen, weave your magic where the sword can't reach and keep firing with all your might!　There's no time to rest!　Of course, the 'Magic Stone Humans (Jewelculus)' should be on their guard and let the magic continue!

　Federt carefully instructed the best solution to the current situation.
　The surrounding knights started building magic from a distance as instructed. Some of them are doing 'chanting'. However, no matter how much I am, it's a magic of quantity and quality that can be fatal if it's a direct hit.

　However, in this situation, the skill 'bad sensation' is still not activated.
　There's no discomfort to stick around and let us know that our current situation is a 'success'.

　I confidently declare it to be the end.

Yeah, this time it's over. You guys are too focused on me. I'm sorry, but there are two of us. --Who do you think is behind me in the first place?

　I turn my face back to look at Tiara, who is sitting on the ground.

'Nice, Rainer. Thanks for stalling.

　Tiara smiles and looks up after not moving for a long time.
　With that face, I introduce her to everyone around me.

The man there is the saint of the Levantine religion in the legend of a thousand years ago.
　It's the one whom all the knights of our Fouzeyards should originally serve and protect as their lives.
　--This is Lady Tiara Hoozeyars.
　You don't need to refrain from it, but savor its power.

　When I tell her that she, not me, will be the one to get out of this situation, Feydert snickers and shouts for the battle to continue.

'Tiara Fuzzyards ......?　Ha, what a load of crap!　That's the Jewelcruise, which is prepared for rituals everywhere!　There's nothing wrong with that!

　Following those words, magic is released from the surrounding knights.
　Just like in the cathedral, a wide variety of magic arrows come at me.

　It's not a lot of arrows because I'm concerned about Tiara-san behind me, but the number of arrows is small, but they are excellent in their precision, and they come flying in accurately to kill only me.

　Without a doubt, this is a density of attacks that I am unable to prevent right now.
　However, Tiara is behind me.
　I'm not worried about anything.

''Feydert-kun!　It's bad enough that we're using 'magic stone lines' (lines) that are almost unchanged from a thousand years ago!　For me, as a developer, this is about as little as it gets!　--Cursery, Line React!

　Tiara-san, who had her hands on the ground behind her, shouts out.
　And from those two hands, shining magic power passes through and invades the 'magic stone line' (line) on the ground.

　It was only a small amount of magic power that entered, but it was enough to disrupt its function. It's not that I've taken control of all of the 'magic stone line'. He just changed the target of the warding that Feydert had put in place.

　With just that much, the entire situation was reversed.

　The magic power of the surrounding knights is disturbed by Tiara-san's 'Magic Stone Line (Line)' going crazy. It's not quite an outburst, but the power of that magic will be attenuated.

　That attenuation is not very important.
　What's more important is that my magic has been lifted.

''--Check.

　I retaliate with a declaration of victory.

　And soon I'm beyond the limits of my magic and building magic with my life.
　The sensation of cutting out my soul with a knife and turning it into fuel.
　It was a sensation that made me feel like I was going to go insane physiologically, but I do it without hesitation.
　This time the great magic is not a 'failure'. It's true wind magic.

'I'm going to get it out here!　We'll be swallowed up in one piece!　--Magic, WIND MADNESS!

　Magic that was unleashed by exchanging life for magic - because I was used to dying from Tiara-san's stupid special training, it was possible to construct it as smoothly as the Lord Christ.

　The magic that paid for that life was more powerful than normal.

　Suddenly, a small storm arises in the 'Eleventh Crossroads'.
　It arose around me, lightly dispersing all the magic attacking from all sides, and with accurate magic control, it swallowed only the enemy into the vortex of the storm without involving the general public.

　It floats the bodies of its enemies, smashing them into different nearby enemies, and sometimes the wind shakes their heads wildly, knocking them into a coma one after another.

　A small storm raged at the "Eleventh Crossroads" - and in a few seconds, they all fell to the ground.
　With just one magic, he was able to neutralize most of the enemy's main force.

　Feydert was stunned by the moment's events.
　Moving his aching legs, he picked up a nearby sword and slowly I approached him.

''Well, it's getting neat. You're in the presence of a saint. I'm sure you'll be proud of the fact that you're a proud Revanist, so let's have a final fair one-on-one. Feodor--
Hi, hi!

　Feydert tries to run away from me, demanding a duel.
　But he doesn't let me go.
　Ignoring the screams of my body, I chant my magic again.

''--Wind Wind (Skyrunner)''

　The wind assists my legs and I jump.
　Of course, the remaining knights directly under Feydert interrupt me. But in a ward where I was the only one who could use magic in a one-sided way, I was as good a guardian as a piece of paper.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them.

　You will be filled with a sense of satisfaction that you have finally crushed Feydert's smirk on his face.
　But not to be caught off guard, he carefully struck him in the stomach with the hilt of his sword, knocked him out, placed the sword's cut on his neck, and looked around.

　There were a few knights left who were unable to move as the general was restrained.
　These were the knights who couldn't be defeated by the current rush and storm magic.

　However, they no longer have much will to fight.
　It's likely that their magic power has become sluggish due to the "magic stone line". And I'm the one who half destroyed the knights. Although it's hard to say for myself, but I'm the one that people tend to think is crazy.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with your friends.

It's a good thing I'm still a partner if you're still going to do it, but ...... are you really going to do it?

　I point at Feydert, moving my bloody left arm, confirming my battle intent.
　I'm asking if I'm really going to follow this and risk my life.

　You should have a good idea of Faydert's character after the fight so far. There must have been one area of disagreement. There had to be a point where it was doubtful that their interests would continue to be aligned.

　I'm going to sway that frustration with words.
　As I learned today, it's free to say it.

"Right now, I'm only acting to get rid of the source of the problem, the 'Saint Tiara's Blood'. Once that thing is gone, there's no need for anyone to fight over it. ...... or rather, this is already the situation. I think it's smarter to just sit back and watch it happen than to mess with it and almost die.

　I tell him to admit defeat because he has failed to protect his Lord, Feydert.
　Otherwise, I emphasize that you will have to kill this me with your opponent.

　The advised knights check the situation around them.
　The elites are falling to the ground and moaning. I think I took it easy, but some of them may have broken bones, while others may be left with permanent injuries. It's possible that some of them may have inadvertently died.

　Eighty percent of their own camp has collapsed.
　If we follow the knightly principle, we should prioritize retreat and reporting, not fighting recklessly.

　Thus, the knights will begin to sheath the swords they were holding after accounting for their losses and gains enough. If one of them lost the will to fight, it wasn't long before they all gave up.

''Thank you.''

　Some of them are acquaintances of mine from my college days.
　I thank them for their judgment, which is likely to be a mixture of propriety and calculation, and I release Feydert. The knights who have lost their will to fight also release Rustyala, and the exchange of hostages is quickly completed.

　The knights do not even try to wake the Lord.
　They must understand that even if they resume fighting again, they have no chance of winning on this 'magic stone line'.
　I observe the situation while carrying Rastiara on my back and make sure it is safe.

''It's over? ......''

　I take the Las Tiaras to Mr. Tiara, chewing on my victory.
　I hear a voice from behind my back saying, "Ryner, take it off ......," but I ignore it. I'll have her remain stuck with the lock and 'magic stone line (line)' as it is.

　I come over to a slumped Tiara-san and congratulate her and the two of them on their victory.

''That was a beautiful flow. You still have quite a bit of life left in you. Yay, complete victory!
'Yeah, it's definitely a total win. I kept avoiding the glimpse of 'failure' and it worked out surprisingly well. I didn't think it would work out this perfectly, but ......
'Rainer has grown up. Oh no, it's all thanks to a master who is so good at teaching.
Yeah. I appreciate it.

　I would like to enjoy the afterglow of victory more, but there is no time for harmonious joking around.
　Tiara-san's time is short.

　She knows that too, so she proceeds with the main issue with less words than usual.

'Come on, then, let's hurry up and move everything inside Emily.
Yeah. --Al!　Bring Emily over here!　I'll get my stolen 'blood' back!

　I call Al over to me, who has been watching over Emily in his arms.

'Yes!　Immediately!

　For some reason, Al, who strangely trusts me, obeys me honestly.
　Even though Tiara-san has passed on the details beforehand, I think I should be a little more suspicious. In the meantime, I've been thinking of words to persuade him here, but it was in vain.

　Then, at one of the 'Eleventh Crossroads', the three 'Demon Stone Humans (Jewelculus)' necessary for the rituals are gathered in one corner of the 'Eleventh Crossroads'.

　Tiara-san takes Lastiara and Emily's hands and roars out while letting the magic power flow out. They must be using the magic formula in their blood to resume the ritual.

　--A few minutes later, despite dripping copious amounts of sweat, Tiara successfully performs the 'blood transfer' with a smile.

　I was expecting someone to interrupt her, but the knights around her didn't move. I guess they are prioritizing to watch where things go and report back to me in detail later.
　The crowd around me is in a similar state. I'm scared to go on a rampage, but I'm just curious to see what happens in the end.

'Okay!　My "blood", complete!　I spilled some blood along the way, and I feel like I'm missing some, but it's within the margin of error!　At least I've collected everything that was in these two over here!　Exclusive!

　It's something that makes you sound energetic even though you can't move a muscle.
　But I know that you want to end with a smile because it's the last thing you want to do. I rejoice in my success with the same smile, not a gloomy one.

You did it. The recklessness was worth it.
I guess I'll just let Rainer take over all of this and be done with it. It's not too long since the cathedral is almost finished. Then, I'm going to borrow some of the completed magic in your mind.

　Apparently the handing over of power was quick.
　Since Emily aimed for the gap at the end of the ritual, most of the techniques seemed to have been completed.

　In other words, that also means that the farewell to Tiara-san will be soon.

''Okay, Ryner-chan. I'll ask you to take care of the rest.

　I guess he thinks he's said enough goodbyes.
　All the training for the past week has been a testament, and he doesn't seem to need any more.

Yeah, I know. I'll be sure to pay you back for what you gave me.

　I feel the same way.
　I've talked to Tiara enough and she's given me enough important things to do.
　I had no qualms about ending it.

　--but there was one person who just wouldn't admit it.

　It was Rustyala, who had been moaning while unable to move for a long time.

'--Don't. ....... It's no good. Absolutely no ......--!

　With the imminent disappearance of Tiara-san, Las Tiara was trying to wrestle her way out of her restraints with all her strength.
　Although she couldn't break the lock, she moved her body like a caterpillar.

'Don't flail. I can't do it anymore, Rustyala. Give it up.'
Wow, wow. Reiner, restrain Rasuchie-chan. If you can, hold your neck area down, it will make things easier.
Yeah, okay. Let's make this quick.

　If it goes on too long, there's a chance that Rustyala's strength will be restored. I follow Tiara-san's instructions and grab the back of Rustyala's neck with my right hand to hold her down on the ground as she writhes around. And my left arm is in a state of hand-holding with Tiara-san in order to take over the power.

　Immediately, Tiara-san meditates and begins to perform the transfer process.
　A sacred light begins to leak out and envelopes the '11th Crossroads'. The spectators around her look on in that solemn air. They are buzzing to see Rastiara in pain, but those who saw the storm of violence earlier do not step forward. They want to help, but no one seems to be moving, just looking out for others to look out for them.

　All the while, Rustyala moves with all his strength.
　However, the strength returning to the right hand that holds her neck is weak.
　It will be absolutely impossible to escape now.

　As it is, Mr. Tiara will disappear.
　That power will be passed on to me, and Rustyala will no longer be able to give up his body.

　--This is the end.

　No matter what happens from here, there is no way to reverse the situation.
　Whether it's the foully strong Rastiara or anyone else, this end cannot be reversed.

　But still, Rastiala will not give up.

'I will not accept ......!　Absolutely not!　I will never approve of an ending like this: ......!

　It wriggles, mutters, and continues to resist until the last moment.

　But I suppress it with all my might, crushing all possibilities.
　Sensing that it's no longer possible to escape on her own, Rustyala turns to her surroundings.

''No, this is not good ....... Tiara-sama can't be saved. It's not a happy ending at all. That's no good ....... Everyone ......!''

　I looked at the knights around me for help.
　But here are the knights who chose Feydert, not Rustyala. No one is willing to respond to that request by defeating the enemy that is me.

'Someone ...... someone help me ....... Al-kun ......!

　Al shakes his head.
　He knows that if he obeys, Rastiara will die. Tiara has taught me that very clearly. He can't nod to that request because he owes Rastiara a favor.

　Rastiara is painfully aware that he has no allies, and he drops his eyes.
　He rubs his forehead on the ground and as if sobbing, he asks for help.

　--and then, at the end of it, a word.

　He utters a name.

'Someone ....... Please, help Lady Tiara .......
　Please, help me .......
　Help me ......--Kanami (...)

　A name that isn't here.
　A name that should never appear.
　It was supposed to be a meaningless name to say.

　But I was horrified.
　The most uncomfortable feeling of the day hits me on the back.

　The skill 'Bad Feeling' informs me of the biggest 'failure' - its voice echoes in the '11th Crossroads'.


''--Dimensional Magic 《Default》''


　The activation of dimensional magic.
　An enormous amount of magic power - too much magic power that made me and Tiara-san's magic power from earlier seem tiny - filled the 'Eleventh Crossroads'.

　At the same time, the world distorts.

　The moment I recognized that distortion, the scenery in my field of vision faded away.
　At the same time, Rastiara's body that was right there and Tiara-san sitting next to her moved away, and Rastiara's weak power returning to my hand disappeared.
　Before I knew it, the place I was sitting had changed.

　There was no Tiara-san next to me. No Rastiara downstairs either.
　I was alone, kneeling in the middle of nowhere, with nothing to do with it.

''--Ha?''

　I wasn't blown up.
　Of course, it wasn't moved by my own will either.

　It was just a phenomenon that could only be described as a change of location - a phenomenon that could only be described as a change of location.

　It seems that it wasn't just me who was attacked by that phenomenon, but Tiara-san as well. She was in the same situation as me, a little dazed in the distance.

　And the voice that followed.

''--You're in time.''

　In the place where me and Tiara and I had been earlier, a man was standing instead.
　This was also before I knew it.

　With a gentle voice that seemed to caress behind the ears, the man swung his sword and slashed the locks that restrained Rastiara's body. He also held her staggering body in a protective embrace.

　In that man's arms, Rustyala murmurs.
　The name she had just uttered.

''Ka, Kanami?''
Yeah, that's me.

　The man had lustrous black hair that hung down and dark black twin eyes.
　He had black hair and black eyes, which is rare on the continent. His appearance is soft and his expression is mild. The first impression is that he seems to be a good-natured person - a nice young man who doesn't seem to be involved in rough affairs, to the point that the neat guild uniform he wears seems out of place.

　However, it's obvious at a glance that this assessment is wrong.
　First of all, his magic power is visibly thick. And everything he wears is first-class armor. It was clear to everyone that the man was a mass of unreasonable power.
　The magical designs on his uniform. Obviously pricey battle gloves, shoes and accessories. And most of all, a sword. An eye-catchingly magnificent treasure sword hung at his waist.

　Unmistakably, the look of a hero.
　There was a demeanor that convinced everyone in this place of that.

　There was no doubt about it.
　Kanami - that is, my Lord Christ.
　It was here that Christ appeared to me.

　The recognition of that fact makes my blood run cold.
　On the contrary, Rustyala is so excited that he rejoices, hugging Christ's body back tightly.

'Kanami!　Kanamikanami Kanami!　You're here!
'I came back from Viasia in a great hurry because of the letter. More importantly, are you feeling well?　Is there anything that hurts?
'Yeah, okay ....... Thanks ....... Kanami, thank you so much ......!
You can rest easy now. You can rest easy now that I'm here.

　An impressed Rustyala buries her face in the chest of the person she had so grandly hooked up with just a short time ago.
　Christ blushed a little ...... at that, but quickly regained his composure and looked around, holding her to his chest, looking for the enemy who had tormented his thoughtfulness.

'I will always be on the side of Rustyala.

　Then he pulled out the cut end of that treasure sword and dressed up.
　I was almost annoyed at Christ for trying to show his coolness to the limit because he was in front of someone he loved.

　But no matter how mad I was, I couldn't get even a word out of my voice.

　That's how overwhelming Christ's magic, mixed with hostility, is.
　It's as if the entire space is controlled by the magical power of the dimensional attributes without any gaps. It's almost impossible to breathe just by standing in it. The overwhelming difference in magical power makes me feel like I'm going to fall to my knees.

　You can't tell even if you can't see the status if it's getting even stronger.
　Compared to when we left here, I feel that my magic power is more refined.
　I'm sure that he has won over the three of his sister and Apostle Sis, who became the id, the 'Governing King (Lord)', in the mainland's Viisia. That experience has taken Christ, who was just a joke of a strength, to even greater heights.

　It's funny.
　It's an actual numerical growth, as if to mock the 'numbers that don't appear in the numbers' I've spent two weeks training.

　This is Christ.
　The one who steals the reason for dimensionality,' as Nosfi said.
　The 'Gentile' Aikawa Kanami.

　You can only understand it when you face it.

　The sword cannot reach that thing.
　You will never reach it, even if you bet your life, let alone your whole life.
　That's the way the world is supposed to work.

　As far as I know, the 'one who steals the reason of dimensions' has the ability to twist the dimensions, see the future, and draw the best possible world to it - that Christ is protecting Rastiara.

　Breaking through that thing and securing Rastiara--?

　There is no way I can do it.
　Not in a million.
　Zero chance.
　Impossible.

　Oh, the "bad feeling" skill keeps going on in my head from before.
　I can only see 'failure' now.
　The scream of the "bad feeling" skill tells you not to fight that thing in front of you.

　Probably, the moment that thing is standing there, it's my 'failure'!
　Now I'm in the middle of an enormous failure. I can't escape from it.
　I know instinctively that I can't escape from it.

　And while I'm stunned, that thing in front of me screams out to me, "Reiner, what are you doing?

"Reiner, what are you doing!　Why were you holding Rastiara in custody!

　His voice was slightly laced with anger, which was unusual for Christ.
　Of course it would be. Thinking back to the scene just before, it only looks as if I was attacking Rustyala.

　It's the worst impression of Christ that I've ever heard of Lastiara loving.

　I bite my teeth as I see that the situation has been completely overturned.

'Meh, you're here for the trouble ......!　Worst timing ever: ......!

　We were so close to solving everything, and now the world's most troublesome thing has arrived.

　You can't make it to the important parts in time, but you can make it to the unimportant parts.
　I'm still cursed and in the wrong place at the same time.

　Of course, I could calmly tell you what's going on from here. However, Tiara-san doesn't have the time to do so. In that case, shall we use that magic called "Distance Mute" to get an idea of what's going on?　No, you can't. I'm sure that Rustyala, who is staring at me next to Christ, will interfere with me to prevent me from doing just that.

　Since Christ loves Rustyala, he will naturally favor Rustyala over me. It's natural.

　Relationships make it difficult to explain the situation.

　Anyway, for this day and this time only, Christ is too much of a hindrance.
　As if to take it out on him, I shout to one of my allies.

'Mr. Tiara!　You didn't understand!　Christ was coming!

　If she was in control of the 'magic stone line' (line) of the Hoozeyards, she would have been able to notice the appearance of Christ.
　If she had a word in advance, there was a way to do something about it.

　I tried to blame her for that, but Tiara looked a little strange in the distance.

'Master ......,'

　He muttered and looked at Christ with feverish eyes.
　It was as if he was able to reunite with his beloved companion who had been separated from him in death. ...... It was eyes that were not just for the sake of it.

　The sense of 'failure' is intensified to all intents and purposes by looking at that gaping figure of the master.
　I'm sure that he was supposed to be in control of the place just a few moments ago, but I am acutely aware that there is nothing I can do about it now.

　The Levantine actors have all come together in "Eleventh Crossroads".
　A thousand year old legend, the founder Vortex Wave.
　And Tiara-san and her modern vessel, the present-day human god Rastiara.

　It could be said that there was no longer any danger of any injuries.
　Due to the overwhelming difference in strength, there was no way for anyone to get injured since the battle was no longer viable. With the exception of Tiara-san, whose life expectancy is long, it can be said that the safety of everyone here is now guaranteed.

　The fight is over.

　It's over, but it's ...... here.
　My instincts, which have grown up a bit, tell me that the real battle begins here.
　The final battle for Saint Tiara's life begins.