Fafner's - no, the true 'magic (...)' by 'the one who steals the reason for blood' was activated.

　As a result, a red cross stands in the pool of blood.
　It is a red, thin, distorted cross.
　It was about a meter and a half in size, extending from the ground to Fafner's chest. According to the Dimension, it is one meter and forty-nine centimeters and two millimeters long - about the height of a girl (・・・・・・・・・).

　It is an ornate cross, common in churches, and depending on how you look at it, it may not look like a single-edged sword.

　The unchanging pulsing figure shows that it is still a human heart, even though it may be coated (coated) with blood and changed in shape.
　Just as Fafner declared, I am convinced that it is the core of the Thieves of Blood.

　In other words, Fafner's most important thing is now out of his body and empty. Even if you "gaze" at it, the guardian's "display" is no longer displayed.

　All the information that I can see shows the correctness of Fafner's story.
　Finally, I cast a glance at Fafner, who is leisurely waiting for me, to which he replies.

'-that's what I mean. This cross-shaped heart is the 'one who steals the reason for blood' and I'm an ordinary person who has nothing to do with the labyrinth or the apostles," he says. I didn't have any talent - or maybe because I had talent. Anyway, I couldn't be the one to steal the logic. People around me called me 'The Lights of Hell (Hellville Shine)' and I was given the title of 'Evil Dragon of the Apocalypse (Fafner)' and so on, but ...... well, I was just a witch who was everywhere.

　He is a guardian (Guardian), but at the same time, he is also just a human being.
　That is Fafner Helvirshine.

　Fafner himself explains the slightly complicated situation.

The body of the 'blood thief' is a mess: ....... The only thing left in its proper place was its heart. So that's what happened (・・・・・). But I still think it's better than that, man. It's kind of like Alty's head. It's like Artie's head, only it's more important. A hell of a lot better than those guys who lost their minds. So, it's okay. It's all right.

　I have a small amount of pity for the girl named Helmina, who has become nothing but a heart, but Fafner shakes his head that there is no need for that.

　Then, as I brace myself in front of the 'magic (...)', he picks up a book that had fallen nearby.
　At first, it's the book I was reading with my back against a tree. Now that I have The Dimension, I can get more information about the book.

　Fafner declares that the battle is resumed, with The Revan Scripture in his left hand.

''Now, let's continue. In this state, I'm not going to fight like a knight, I'm going to fight like a fresh blood wizard. To put it in the vortex wave wind, attack power up and defense power down--a double-edged sword.

　It's not a lie.
　The 《Dimension》 has seen through the power of Fafner's magic.

　The fact that the core (core) has been removed from the outer shell of Fafner's body means that the magic of The One Who Steals the Reason of Blood is blocked by the outer shell and cannot be attenuated.
　Of course, the loss of the protection of the outer shell has greatly reduced its defensive power.

　However, although it is an increased offensive power, it cannot be utilized by Fafner, who bears the rule of 'don't let any dead people out'. First of all, it would definitely be a negative situation.
　It's clear that Fafner really wants to lose - even if he's going to be annihilated.

''Vortex Wave, can this cross be taken away?

　Fafner takes a step forward.
　As if to protect his own exposed weakness, he stands in front of the cross.
　Then, he lightly waved his right hand to the side.

''-- O ghosts of the earth! Answer my voice and acknowledge the magic of Helmina--

　Behind Fafner's transparent body, the cross glows red.
　From the movement of the magic, I can tell that the cross, not Fafner, has used magic.

　The light emitted by the cross fills the underground space and my vision turns bright red.
　Stimulated by that red magic, the ringing of the pool of blood intensifies and bubbles in a raggedy manner.

　After the frightening boil, something in the shape of a human is born from the pool of blood.
　Only magic and blood make up that human form. It is a bright red doll. But it has four limbs, wears armor like a knight, and wears a sword.

　About ten blood knights are spawned and surround me, immediately raising their blood swords and attacking me.
　I use 《Dimension》 to grasp all of the blood knights and tightly grip the "Treasured Sword of the Aleiss Family, Rowen".

　You dodge the sword from the front and swing the Sword of the House of Ares to avoid the sword in your blind spot. The body of a blood knight is cut in two by my sword, and as if melting, it loses its human form.
　However, the same form of knight is immediately spawned from where it melted, and it raises its sword again.

'This is ......!　Like a necromancer!

　It's a troublesome ability.
　The most troublesome part is that it's not just a wooden doll attacking you, but each and every one of the blood knights has its own personality.

　It's as if ten skilled knights were procured from the battlefield somewhere, and it's as if they were competing against each other.
　I'm sure that's exactly what it is (...). I'm not sure if this is the kind of summoning magic that Fafner is talking about.

''Haha, I'm a death spirit user (necromancer)?　Well, that's a shame. This magic is not my nature. My class is always going to be the shield-bearer. If you could see my status now, it would definitely say so!
'Ta, shield-holder ......?　What?!
My body!　This flesh and blood was the shield that protected the Vortex Wave!　It was my role to keep the Lord safe--!

　He doesn't mean a shield bearer - he doesn't mean a knight's apprentice, but he wants to say someone who fights with his body as a shield. He is fabricating a joke of a class, but there seemed to be a sense of pride and pride in it.

　However, the opposite of the claim is the way they attack in reality.
　The amount of material by the Blood Knights is constantly attacking them from all sides.
　Furthermore, magic was added one after another from Fafner in the far rear.

''--Fresh blood magic, Blood Crossfield, Blood Heel, Blood Arrow.

　It's a continuous magic chant from a stick up.
　Slightly annoyed by the tactics that can only be considered genuine wizardry, I fend off the heating onslaught.

　The red color of the pool of blood increases, amplifying the magical effects of the fresh blood attribute. The blood knights are strengthened with magic, accelerating their movements with vibrancy. As they focus on the blood knights even more, blood arrows come flying in.

　This is the way the 'Blood Stealer' fights.
　There is no time to breathe. The red knights become a wall, and I can't reach the Fafner and the nucleus (core), which is the rear guard. The next thing I know, my forehead starts to sweat and my breathing becomes more and more ragged. I think while recognizing my physical strength that is being cut down by the minute--

　--this much is not a bad idea (・・・・・・・).

　As Fafner claims, this necromancerous way of fighting is probably not what is inherent in him. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a bit awkward.

　If it's a stopgap strategy, you can always break through.
　For example, I can activate one of my real magic--Dimension Decisive Arithmetic (Gradiate) on top of it.
　This is a future prediction magic that will be even more accurate than when I used it against Titi and Sith. If you draw in the future that is impossible to defend against, you can always destroy the cross.

　However, while I think it's possible, at the same time I think it's too easy.

　In the past, the guardian (guardian) battle was never this easy.
　Maybe that's why I wonder in the corner of my mind if this is really the right way to end it.

　Now Fafner is accepting his annihilation.
　He has gone out of his way to make an easier way for me than getting rid of my 'unfinished business'.
　I don't need to be shy about it. I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. Even using the real 'magic (...)'.

　However, even though real "magic" can be used ...... definitely, Fafner is not serious.
　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do that.
　I'm not using real magic either. I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not using any real magic, but I'm going to say that I'm in the flow.

　It's not a real clash.
　It's not a real fight.
　It's a mock battle that resembles a farce, and the two of us are really engaged in a half-hearted battle.

　...... Do you really want Fafner's life to end with a fight like this?
　...... Am I not losing one friend while forgetting something important?
　...... Shouldn't we try to unlock Nosfi's magic here and settle with Fafner later?

　Such hesitation crosses my mind.
　In the middle of it all, a serious voice mixed in - as if to dispel my hesitation.

"--It's okay to finish (・・・・・・・), it's obvious (・・・・・・・)

　It was a voice that wasn't mine or Fafner's.
　It was the voice of Ragne, who should have been behind me.

　It came from further back than Fafner - the red cross at the core (core) of The One Who Steals the Truth of Blood - and from further back.
　Naturally, Fafner and I, who were focused on the enemy in front of us, were surprised.

''--?
Wha--

　Fafner turns back in response to the voice.
　My eyes widen at the sight in front of me.

　Before I knew it, Lagne-chan was holding a cross in her hand, pierced by a pool of blood.
　Holding the pulsing cross like a sword, Ragne-chan laughs in triumph and is about to jump wide open to escape as it is.

'Alright, I've stolen it. The rest--!
-What?

　Fafner reaches out to cling to it.
　Of course. Fafner has a rule that he does his best to not lose.
　There was just ...... one thing that was too different from earlier.

　Fafner had a cold, blank expression stretched across his face for the first time today. And he's holding 'something' in his right hand and trying to swing it out.

　The moment I saw that poised "something", I became scared.
　You can say that I was terrified and cowered.
　My body went rigid, my lungs hardened like a stone, my breath stopped and I couldn't move.

　I just can't wrap my head around what that 'something' is.
　It's a feeling of confusion that leads to confusion.

　That "something" was red.
　It was red.
　It's probably the reddest red of my life.
　The red that I knew would remain at the pinnacle of red until the end of the world - blood, red, vermilion, cherry blossom, azalea, azalea, boxwood, coral, and sappanwood - was redder than any other red I had ever known.

　Frighteningly, the only information I can see is that too painful color information, beating on my brain, and I don't know what the substance of the 'something' is.
　Barely, if you follow the outline of that 'something', you can only see that it is a stick-like object like a sword.

　A red 'something' that messes with people's perceptions just by the intensity of its color.
　It's not just a killing intent. I can feel a grudge to kill the world as well.
　It's exactly the kind of resentment that 'thrusts its claws into the sky and cuts through the world'.

　Just looking at it makes me think of death.
　Unworldly colors fill my brain with only signals of rejection and disgust. It's not me that's being targeted, but I can almost see the running lights.

　-- the moment is stretched out to nowhere.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　The outline of that "something" is getting closer to Lagune-chan's neck as if it were absorbed. If this continues, she will definitely die. I can see the future where her head will be neatly blown off, as if she was executed with a guillotine. Not because I'm a dimensional wizard, but I can see it vividly as a human instinct.

　Fafner's movements are too fast. It's fast enough to prove that the fight up to now has been a true farce.

　This is not the right time to stop it.
　It's not the right time to avoid it.

　Ragnet must know that.
　He looked at the red 'something' and was pale with fear of death. I could tell by her expression that she was searching for every possible means of survival in the slowness of the experience, as if she were watching a running lamp just like me.

　And at the end of that thought, Ragne-chan chose to--

Oh, noooooo--!

　He jumps up and down and bends his upper body backwards in a big way.
　Of course, it's not enough. I can't avoid it.
　Lagne-chan makes up for that shortfall not by herself, but by others.

　Lagne-chan throws the cross in her hand at Fafner while avoiding him.
　Fafner followed with his eyes as his life (core) was relinquished by his enemy. After that, the sharpness disappeared from the flash. It was attenuated, though only slightly.

　If the attack was unavoidable, he would have his opponent turn it into an attack he could avoid.
　That was Ragne's choice.

　--and the stretched out moment ends.

　A sputtering flash was swept out and blood flew.
　Following that, Lagne-chan, who lost her stance due to being on her back too much, landed on the pool of blood. While adjusting her stance further, she takes her guarded distance and complains that she's not talking to you.

''Oh, that's dangerous ......!　I thought you couldn't kill people, Mr. Fafner: ......!

　It was probably a rush, thinking that if he failed, he wouldn't die.
　But in reality, it wasn't. He almost got his head off.

　With a flash of Fafner, Ragne's left cheek was split open in a snap.
　From the looks of it, the wound was deep. An amount of blood was flowing from the slash that seemed to have possibly reached the mouth, which could not be left unattended.

　Ragne holds the wound with her hand and tries to recover it with sacred magic.
　Fafner, with a cross in his hand, watched the figure in amazement. He couldn't believe what he had done, and his understanding didn't seem to have caught up with him. There was no more of the blank expression and killing intent of the earlier one, and he was back to his original Fafner.

　Then, after enough confusion, Fafner opens his mouth.

'Chi, little guy ....... Hey, how did you approach ...... now?

　First and foremost, Fafner was concerned about Ragnar's method of surprise.

　Honestly, that's what I want to hear too.
　During the entire fight, I had been activating the 《Dimension》. Probably, Fafner was also grasping all of space through blood.
　It's impossible to get that close through the eyes of those two of us - it should be impossible.

I'm not going to tell you ...... how. I'm serious about living my life, unlike the two of you who are smelly, so I won't be explaining my skills to you so willingly .......

　Ragne frowns with her cheeks held together.
　As a fighter, she shows her natural reaction and keeps her abilities a secret.

　Fafner must understand that it's more strange to talk about his weaknesses and strategies. He quickly apologizes and moves the conversation to another matter.

'...... That's right. I've heard the peace thing, sorry. I'm sorry. ...... It's more my problem, you see. --now I've put the stolen reasoning (・・・・・) on my sword (・・・・・) and slashed (・・・・・). Why ......

　Fafner continues to be puzzled by his earlier actions.
　From the words, it must have been a serious blow in earnest. He felt a viciousness similar to the blow of the 'Wind Theory' that disintegrated everything in Titi.

　Muttering to himself, Fafner reviewed his condition.

'The feeling now, the rule is 'If you're about to be killed, you can kill the other person' or ......?　No, a little different. 'Prioritize Helmina over the World Tree'? ......?　Why is that Nosfy guy acting like he's helping me get rid of my 'unresolved' issues: ......

　He seems to assume that the cause is Nosfy.
　As we consider the sixth rule she has imposed, we also speculate on her intentions.

　But Fafner doesn't even have a clue, and finally swears while scratching his hair.

''--Crap. The Lord on that idiot's side is still too shy ......!　I have no idea what I'm going to say unless you say it out loud: ......!

　I watch the scene as I tuck my sword into my 'possessions'.

　It's no longer completely in the air of battle.
　The blood knights who surrounded me have all disintegrated and have returned to blood. The magic power that had filled the surroundings is dissipating and the water level in the pool of blood is gradually dropping.

　As I'm breathing with relief, Ragne, who came close to me, avoiding Fafner, lets out a panicked voice.

''Ka, Kanami's brother!　I can't stop bleeding. ......!　This, on earth: ......!

　Blood continues to flow uninterruptedly from the gap between my hands holding my cheek.
　Realizing that I still can't be relieved, I immediately focus the 《Dimension》 on the wound.

　Now, without a doubt, Lagune has succeeded in the recovery magic. It's a brilliant sacred magic worthy of the president of the "Celestial Knights".
　However, the wound shows no signs of healing and continues to bleed. This is clearly abnormal.

''Hey!　Kid, get over here now!　If you're slashed by Helmina's logic, normal recovery magic won't work!　I'll treat you!

　The answer to the anomaly seemed to be that Fafner knew the answer to the anomaly.
　I can't move from the spot, so I call Lagne-chan by shouting.

　But even though I'm told I'm going to treat her, Lagne-chan looks frightened and can't move from behind me.
　Maybe it's because of the blow I just delivered that I'm afraid to even get close. Even I, who was watching from a distance, was unable to move due to instinctive fear. The fear of Lagne-chan, who faced me directly, was immeasurable.

'I'll treat you remotely, don't worry!　I mean, if you don't come, you're going to die anyway!

　Fafner hurries the treatment.
　I think there's only good intentions there, and I urge Ragne-chan, who hides behind her back.

'Ragne, I think Fafner is the only one who has a chance of healing you. ...... I trust him. At least he doesn't have the character to lie.

　Although he sometimes says and does crazy things, Fafner is consistently sincere. All he does is act with dedication that is worthy of being called a knight.

　That's something that even Ragne understands.
　You can't help but get out of my back and slowly approach Fafner in order to stop the blood.

　After getting a certain amount closer, Fafner stops Ragne-chan's steps and then weaves a fresh blood spell.

''Alright, right there. Don't move, show me your wounds. ...... --Fresh Blood Magic 《Hermesmere Linker》

　Fafner thrusts his hands into the ground and creates new blood humanoids on either side of Ragne, who stands upright.
　As soon as they are born, those blood humanoids run up to Ragne-chan and begin to stare at her wounds.

''Hi, hi ......!

　Naturally, Ragne was frightened and gave a small shudder.

'Don't freak out, they're skilled military doctors. They specialize in recovery magic.''

　Fafner calms Ragnar down by saying that the blood humanoids are just diagnosing him as a doctor. Then, as those doctors begin to chant their magic, Fafner begins to explain to us.

'...... As you already know, that wound is no ordinary wound. The logic of the world stolen by Helmina, the one that steals the logic of blood, [will never be restored] --In other words, once you suffer a wound, it will never heal again. ...... I'm sorry. I was caught off guard that as long as there was a rule of 'no deaths at all', I would never use Helmina's blade under any circumstances. ......

　Me and Ragne-chan's faces pale at the same time as we realize that the flash of 'something' just now is an unrecoverable attack. The explanation now is that Lagne-chan's bleeding will not stop forever as it is.

　So, taking a breath, Fafner takes his hands off the ground and stands up. At the same time, the blood figures that surrounded Ragne-chan collapsed and returned to the pool of blood.

''Feng ....... Alright. At any rate, you've successfully filled in with my blood and repaired the wounds .......
Shuu, repairs are ....... Is this fixed ......?

　A reddish-black thing like a pressure ulcer covered the wound on Ragne's cheek.
　Although I had threatened you so much, the bleeding had stopped easily.

It's not healed. I'm not going to be able to bleed to death anymore. That's about it.

　It turns out that she's not going to die for now, and Ragne takes a breath, just like Fafner, to get comfortable. However, she immediately puts her hand on her own cheek and clouds her face with worry.
　Seeing this, Fafner's face clouded over even more than Ragné-chan's, and he bowed his head deeply.

'I'm really sorry, little one. I'll probably have that red mark on me until I die. ......

　It turns out to be a lifelong one, just like my burn scars, and I reaffirm it, knowing I'm pushing it.

'Fafner, can't you do something about it? ....... It's a girl's face.
'Yeah, I know. It's just that I'm good with blood, but I can't play with flesh. I'm good at that sort of thing, per id, but it looks like there's no more .......

　Apparently, the person who can heal the scars is the id.
　But the aide disappeared some time ago. It will never come back.
　If there was a possibility, it would be to connect with the id and Titi's magic stone and gain its knowledge and magic.

The only thing left to do is to hide it with makeup and such. ...... Right. Can Uzumi teach this guy a thing or two?
Yeah, makeup doesn't make any sense to me at all: ......
What?　Is that the case now?　I used to be good at it: ....... Then the other--

　Me and Fafner seriously discuss how to get rid of Ragne's scars.
　In the middle of that, Ragne-chan comes in between us, a little dumbfounded.

''Ah, um ...... you two, if you don't die, there's nothing wrong with a scar, ......?　In fact, I feel like I've gained dignity as a full-fledged knight. I don't feel bad about being like Perciona's senior.

　Ragne was smiling merrily as she stroked her scars.
　She doesn't look like she's pushing it too hard. She looks like she has enough room to think the scar on her slanted cheek is cool.

　Fafner was saved by that, and I thanked him with a wry smile.

'Ha ha ......, I'd appreciate it if you could tell me that, even if it's a lie. ......

　After showing a sufficiently bitter smile, Fafner looked straight at the girl in front of him.
　He was no longer looking at Ragne as my companion (extra), but as a person.

'Hey, little one. What's your name ......?
Well, Lagne Kaikwolla. ......
"Lagne, thank God. Your chilling surprise made my head cold too. I have to admit, I was way too excited to meet Uzumi.
That's true. Looking at him from the side, he was pretty beaten up. I'm very grateful that he's calmed down.
Hahaha. I'll tell you the truth. That's kind of a weird thing that's supposed to be my charm.
'It's crazy again that you think that would be an attraction. Haha.

　They joke around with each other as if they are friends who have forgiven each other.
　I'm glad that they were able to reconcile without any strange rancor, but at the same time, they seem to be getting along a bit too quickly. Maybe there's something about the two of them that they both sympathize with.

　And when the two of them have had enough sarcastic banter, Fafner speaks to me while looking at the red cross in his hand.

'--I guess it's the end of the day. Now that I know there's a strange sixth rule, there's no way to make me disappear quietly. ...... I'm really sorry for everything, Uzumi. I didn't think Nosfy was imposing rules that put me ahead of Vortex Wave. I thought he hated me enough to want to kill me because I violated and harassed him countless times during my lifetime. ...... Thanks, I may be mistaken.

　The scary thing is that Fafner seems to have repeatedly harassed that Nosfy.
　It's a level of harassment that wouldn't be surprising if he were killed.

　Just when I was beginning to suspect that maybe it was self-inflicted trauma (rules) playing with his heart, Fafner put the red cross back into his heart and put it in his chest, where it should be.

'Let's put the heart back in and stop the ...... imitator (copy) and go back to being human. Seriously, I'm tired today, man.

　Furthermore, the magic power that was floating around him returned to his body, and all the pools of blood that remained on the ground were sucked from under his feet.
　The color of Fafner's body, which had lost its color and was fading, returns and his presence expands. Instead of being a ghost (ghost), he gradually becomes a normal human being in the flesh.
　At the end of it all, he turns into a figure that has never been seen before today. Seeing this, Ragne let out an exclamation of admiration.

''Wow, wow ....... Blonde hair and blue eyes ....... You suddenly look like an aristocrat .......''

　Fafner's habitual hair became golden and his eyes became as dark blue as the ocean.
　The atmosphere changed entirely. Nobility began to be seen in his face, and there seemed to be a little bit of a reminder of Mr. Hein and Franllewle of the Helvirshain family.

　To that surprised Lagne-chan, Fafner rumbled.

''Isn't it cool?　This is the real me, man. Are you in love with me?
Oh no, not really. I prefer Kanami's brother.
"Yeah. ....... That's it. Good for you, Vortex Wave.

　Fafner was delighted to see Ragné hug my arm as if she had been complimented.
　I, on the other hand, was upset by her sudden skinship and replied while trying to remain calm.

'Thank you ...... for that, Ragne. It's just, Lagne-chan, you know a lot of things and you do things like this.
It's because you're so easily embarrassed that people make fun of you like this. You should be more diligent in your treatment of women.

　Would you say that this is part of the training to know the female mind? But on the other hand, it would be rude to a woman to not be upset at all by this skinship.

''Kuhaha. Uzumi Wave takes everything seriously, you know. But that's the good thing about whirlpool waves, Ragne.
The reason for this is that Kanami-san is a stinker. Because of this, I will never really fall in love with Uzumi-san.
'Heh. Ragne thinks vortex waves stink?　That's unusual.
No, no, it's not unusual. Maybe if there are ten women, some of them will think Uzumi is suspicious.
'Oh yeah, ......?　Then, Kanami. You need to be more diligent. Let's get better at treating women better so that Ragne doesn't think we're stinking, okay?　Just like old times, huh?

　Whether Fafner was serious or a joke, he agreed with Ragne-chan's suggestion.
　He also brought up me from a thousand years ago, which has a very bad reputation these days. He must be aware of some of the women's history that Tiara had revealed to him. He smirks and laughs teasingly.

　I knew I'd lose if I answered seriously, so I said, "When you're ready. When I'm in the mood," I reply appropriately.
　It's a good idea to have a good time with them.

It's just a joke. ...... There are more important things you need to do than that nonsense. It's not just a matter of time before you get your hands on it. That would change a lot of things.
'Scripture ......?　Maybe that's more important than Fafner's life: ......?

　Before coming here, Nosfi said that he was holding something important to Fafner hostage.
　I assume he's talking about that.

'Oh, yes. It will be a subterfuge that's neither a straightforward nor a strategy, but it can still neutralize me. Scripture is second only to life (Helmina) in importance. It's because they took that thing hostage that I'm in this mess. In other words, as long as I have that, I can do whatever I want. It's a good item to have, even if you want to surround me and make me a sack.

　That's the information I couldn't get out of Nosfi.
　If you know what kind of things you are looking for, it will be a lot easier to find them.
　However, in contrast to me, who has a sense of expectation after hearing that story, Lagune is a little skeptical of the authenticity of the information.

''That's not a lie, is it ......?　If that's the case, Fafner-san is really all about weaknesses, isn't he?
You're really clear about that, you ....... Maybe it's the ghost monster mixture, but I'm all weaknesses. Sorry about that.

　Ragnet's tea came in from the side, but Fafner didn't distract me from the conversation and continued to ask me for help.

It's a very good idea," he said. That's the last book. It's a scripture that can be found anywhere, but it's the last one: ......
What does it look like, by the way?
'It's the 'Inscription White Faith Scripture' that was popular in the Legia region a thousand years ago, and it's bound in a common leather binding. It's an absurdly old book, and you'll know it when you see it.
...... All right. I'll find it somehow.

　If we have this much information, we won't be able to make Nosfi cut the white out of the game.

　At first I was swept away by Fafner's anomaly, but when it was over, I had more than enough information. I think it was worth the fight. There was also Fafner's power, which could only be understood by joining hands, and I think I can give Maria a good report.

　And when it's time to disperse, Fafner clasps his hands together and begins to pray like a priest.

'So long, you two. ...... Many hardships in the lives of Aikawa Uzumi and Ragne Kaikwola in the future .......
What?　Why do you pray for hardship ......!

　Fafner said something fussy, and without pause, Ragne-chan accused him.

''Kuhaha. It's the prayer of a legendary knight-sama from a thousand years ago. Probably works like crazy, huh?
'I knew this guy was crazy. ......!　It's of a bad nature (they) ......!

　When you are prayed for by a being as big as Fafner, it's really scary to think that some kind of blessing is going to be on board.
　Fafner laughs back at Ragnar, who represents his emotions on behalf of Ragnar, "Hahaha" - and finally throws a serious goodbye greeting.

'Seriously, good luck with that, boys. I'm a Foozeyards, and I'm an edge, no matter how you scrape by. The only thing I can do is to stay here and play Nosfy's piece and wait for you guys. Don't ever die on my watch, okay?　Just make sure you keep that one (・・・・・) (・・・・・・・・).
...... of course. I'm confident I won't die that easily, so don't worry. And I'm also lucky enough to have Ragné and him.

　Without hesitation I returned it, and Fafner nodded when he saw it.
　I nodded repeatedly as if to confirm it - and slowly waved my hand.

'Yeah, I believe in it. I believe in vortex waves. ...... See you then.
So I'll see you later.
I don't want to see you again, if that's what you want. Bye, sweetie.

　We waved back and said goodbye, too.
　Fafner, perhaps satisfied with our reaction, doesn't say anything else, but sits down with his back to the trunk of the world tree towering over the underground space.

　With that figure behind us, Ragne and I headed for the stairs. Upwards with the knights who were watching from afar - from the dark depths of the Fuzzyards' dark earth, back to the castle of glory and glory.
　Thus, me and Fafner's first encounter ended.