As I fell, the round light in the heavens moved away and gradually became smaller and smaller. And before the light ball disappears and is gone, Lastiara, holding me, changes the angle of the fall slightly and grabs onto the fence at the edge of the atrium.

　Instead of the ground floor, we arrive at the midway point, the twentieth floor.

　It is a special place in Hoosier's Castle, an open area with no walls to partition it. It is a large hall where meetings and parties are usually held, but all the chairs and desks that were prepared for us are shattered, a sight to behold. Upon closer inspection, the stairs to the upper and lower levels are iced over and completely blocked off. Thanks to that, the knights on guard seem to be unable to come in here.

　Amidst the remains of the fierce battle, familiar faces were lined up in the corner of the room.
　First, Dia-san, and then Snow-san, who holds the sleeping Youtaki-sama, the one who steals the logic of water, in her arms. Both are kind people who befriended me, my enemy, in the past.
　In addition, all five of the 'demon' knights I was controlling are also nearby. All of them have been defeated, or are bound with locks on top of their stunned bodies, and are lined up and rolled on the floor.

　Me and Rustyala walk through the rough hall and approach the girls. Diah, who was wary of her surroundings, finds them and calls out.

'Rastiara!　And ...... 'The one who steals the reason for the light'!

　Naturally, he is very wary of me. He greets me with a posture that looks like he's about to unleash his magic now, but Rustyala enters between us.

'Dia, it's all right. I'm done convincing you. The persuasion was successful. ......
"...... was a success?　That's fine then. ...... So, why are you two alone?　Where's Kanami?

　Dia-san scurries around to make sure that her father is not beside the two of us. Seeing him, Rustyala ponders.

'You haven't met ......?　No, that's what you're good at, Ragne: ......

　It wouldn't have been surprising if they had met this twenty-floor face on the way down, but that didn't seem to be the case. It was very likely that Ragne had avoided the unnecessary opponents and dropped straight down to the lowest level. In other words, the people here have not yet been told of your father's death.

　Rastiara must have understood that. And after all that, when he tried to speak for them.

Kanami will join you later. Yeah, be sure to join us later at ......--

　She stutters in the middle of the story and never finishes it.
　She gave a small shake of her head and a small apology - and then she went on to say the end of this battle.

'I'm sorry, I almost lied. Kanami is dead. She was killed. After we finished fighting Nosfi on the forty-fifth floor, he was stabbed in the back by Ragne Kaikwola and died ....... Only me and Nosphy survived.

　I almost stopped myself midway through that confession.
　Telling that to Dia-san and Snow-san, who adored your father, is dangerous, no matter who you think it is. It's obvious that they'll lose their cool like I did just a moment ago.

　However, Rastiara must have understood that and avoided the lie. There is a willingness to not just hide the truth here, over some kind of pride.

　Dia-san and Snow-san open their mouths and are stunned. It's exactly the same as it was for me.
　They can't understand Rastiara's words now, that completely unexpected reality - they can't understand it.

''What ......?''
Kanami is dead ......?

　The words of confirmation are dark and heavy.
　I'm the first to hear it, and I'm the first to hear it, and I feel like I'm going to be the first to fall to my knees. All of this sounds like a reprimand directed at me for bringing this situation together .......

'Kanami, the one in Lagne ......?　What, is that ......?　No, I'm pretty sure Ragne was gone from here in the middle ....... The flycatcher was acting strange, and I got a little flustered and took my eyes off him ....... But that guy, I thought he was going to sneak in something useful for everyone again, so I ...... and I ......--
No!　You're lying: ......!

　Gradually, their voices grow raspy as they come to understand each other.
　Rustyala takes it head-on and tells them.

''It's true. Sorry, I was there. ......

　Then I realize.
　It's too poorly communicated for the clever Rustyala. From that, I can tell that she is trying to be an emotional outlet for the two of us.

''Eh, eh ....... Rustyala, are you sure Kanami is ......?
'Of course it's a lie ....... Because you promised me before that Kanami would not die ....... You promised me then that .......

　The two of them must trust Rastiara with their hearts.
　I know that their words are not a lie, and their voices, which were dark and heavy, begin to become even more ominous and are accompanied by an icy coldness.

　Just hearing their voices sends a chill down my spine.
　Just seeing the magical power swelling from those two people's bodies is enough to make my blood freeze, too.

　Your father's death - I would destroy the world rather than believe in it. The two of them had that kind of fearfulness. The weight of love that Rastiara doesn't have is contained in their voices and magic in their voices.

　I know that feeling very well.
　Unlike with Rastiara, this one is painfully obvious.

　That's right.
　It's different.
　It's not true.
　This is a lie, of course.
　It must be a lie.
　I, of all people, I am the one who...!

"--But, Dear, Mr. Snow!　Lady Kanami is coming back!　Trust me!　I will bring you back to life!　I am the Guardian of the Sixty Layers, the true 'Stealer of Reason' made by the Apostles, the hope of a thousand years ago, the Banner of Light!　All of this is just a procedure for Kanami-sama to give me immortality, as per the lore!　Kanami-sama will be back, so please calm down!

　He stepped forward from Rastiara and approached the two men and took their hands from both of them.

''What are you saying--!
Ugh, ugh. ......!

　Both of them were emitting a strong killing intent, but tears were almost in the corners of their eyes.
　Even now, I'm crying and screaming like I used to, and I feel like I'm going to run without knowing why. I'm afraid I'm going to become a monster chasing after something that will never reach me again, with my vision becoming too narrow.

　--It's no good.

　I don't want to allow it to end that way.
　Because I know that pain better than anyone else, I sincerely want to lie about their sorrow as well.

　So I will say it.
　That very nostalgic, very jointed 'chant'...

-- "'Both the darkness that decays and the light that decays are equally unwhite' --

　Unlike taking on the 'substitute' for the physical state of the body I just mentioned, I had experience in taking on the 'substitute' for the mental state of this one. I was confident of success. After all, I am a specialist in mental interference.

　Of course, I don't intend to take away all the emotions.
　There is a danger of simply carrying it all on your back, but taking too much away is an attack on them.

　It's not to play with them, but to heal them.
　Not for yourself, but for someone else.
　Just as when you cast light magic on the knights, you bear it - to protect the most important thing in their lives.

　In order to prevent the history of the past from repeating itself, I will cut down on the excessive pain the world inflicts on these women. I thought that was my role as 'the one who steals the reason for the light'.

　Thus, again I am struck by the urge to scream to the point that my throat is torn, my chest is torn, and all my limbs collapse, but thanks to ...... the second time, I manage to suppress it on my own.

　Maybe it's thanks to the same kind of emotions I was already having.
　I'm not used to it, but I was prepared for it beforehand.

　So, I'm fine .......
　I'm still okay with it.
　The pain in my body and the pain in my heart is warmer than it was a thousand years ago. It's better to gather these things in one person, me, who is experienced. It's more efficient. It's best.

　-- that's what I keep telling myself, and I'm going to endure it.

　Then, Dia-san and Snow-san, who stopped their outburst just in time, ask me, holding my hand.

'Yi, bring back to life ......?　If it's 'The One Who Steals the Light's Reason,' can you do that ......?
Nosfi, are you sure about this ......?

　Although I took the spill from the vessel of my heart, their words are still heavy. They feel deep in my chest, but I smile and try to reassure them.

Yes, I can do it. Yes, you can. There is always light left in the world. So please don't ...... give up. Never give up. -- 'The darkness of your dreams and the light of your dreams will be equally black and inky.'

　The comforting words spun out of his mouth smoothly with the 'chanting'.

　It was surprisingly natural even for me.
　Perhaps it was because I had used the 【Riology of Light】 example twice in this short time, I felt that I was gradually getting closer to the magic of the so-called 'Elixir of Immortality'. I could see myself getting the hang of how to use it.

　And only one person here correctly understood the meaning of that growth.

'That's it ....... Nosfy ......!

　Rustyala, who was watching the whole thing behind me, seems to have guessed the effect of the 'chanting' as thin as a stone. She has a face that looks like she wants to complain about something. However, before they can say that, I pull back Dia-san and Snow-san's hands.

''Come on, stand up. Please don't turn your face down and move forward. ......

　They both manage to stagger back to their feet, caught by me.
　The mental shock seems to be making them physically uncomfortable. I can't get my legs to work, and I'm about to fall back down several times. In the midst of it all, Dia glares at me.

'Nosfi ......, it's ...... I know. I know that if Kanami was here, I'd say the same thing to you ....... But I'm still not ready to forgive you ....... I wish you weren't there in the first place. I know that's not true, but dammit, I just can't help myself ......!
'That's very kind of you: ....... Thank you, Dear. You are really ...... with that man.

　As I held her hand, I thought to myself, "She's really different from the Apostle Sith.
　Perhaps it's because Dia-san's face is very similar to that of the Apostle Sith, but I have the illusion that I'm talking to her as if it were a thousand years ago. However, unlike Apostle Sith, who was so presumptuous, Dia-san is very rational and mature.

''Ah, ah, it's not a lie after all ....... It's not all a lie .......
I'm not lying, Mr. Snow, but I'll make it up as soon as I can. I understand that you cannot trust me so easily. But for now, please believe in the power of the legend of a thousand years ago, if only for a moment. Please ......

　Snow, unlike Dear, begins to spill large tears.
　Her features as a dragonborn (dragonette) remind me of Serdra from a thousand years ago. But unlike him, she is not trying to throw out her grief. As he told me, he hasn't given up on life yet.

　Most importantly, neither of them seemed to be laughing, having fun, or suddenly becoming stronger than the limits of their grief, like the 'Stealers of Reason'.
　They are grieving very normally.

　I am relieved that I have managed to prevent him from becoming a 'monster' who takes revenge on the world.
　But until you lie about your father's death, neither of you may be able to move properly. I am still in a state of collapse now.

　Soon I will look for a new collaborator. If Rastiara is going to face Ragne from now on, he should have more strength.

''Also, this one can be found at ....... --《Light》, 《Cure Fool》, 《Remove》.

　I used my magic to wake up the 'magician' knights who were lying down.
　I lifted all the light magic and 'fascination' that I had infiltrated to control them and healed their bodies.

　First of all, the stiff knight Persiona gets up and confirms her freedom.

''Kook, it looks like you've finally been freed. ......

　Next, Noir, who is also a 'magic stone man' (Jewelculus) like me, got up and started roaring.

"-Wow!　Oh, is that ......?　Could it be that the enhancement time is over ......?　Ugh, ugh, I didn't win again: ....... I'm a saint. ......!　This is a face to match Master Sith: ......, Master Sith!　Why are you here, sir?

　I find Dia nearby and approach her, her face lighting up. And finally, the most loyal knight Sera, the most loyal knight of all, comes over to me as soon as she wakes up.

''--!　You son of a b*tc*!　Nosfy Foozeyers!　Only you will never--!

　Immediately I try to bow my head to apologize, but before I can, Rustyala interrupts and stops me.

''Sera-chan, no!　Nosfies are with us now!　You're my sister!
'Guh, ugh, Mr. Rastiara: ....... I am sorry. I was pathetically misled by the enemy ......
No, I'm not the enemy. Thank you for being a big help to my sister in the past.

　Lastiara's words caused the flames of anger in Sera to subside. It looks like it's better to leave this place to me rather than me speaking poorly. Rather, what I should do is to check on the rest of the Knights of the 'Magicians'.

　Glenn Walker and Elmirad Siddharth.
　As I had expected, these two have a different feel for disarming magic than the other three.

'After all, these two are ......

　They are connected not only to the magic of light, but also to the magic of blood. Perhaps the two of them are not my light, but are 'enchanted' by the dream that Fafner is aiming for.
　The two of them are awakened by the recovery magic and understand their situation while looking at their surroundings.

'...... Lady Nosfi?　So ...... means that we're losing.

　Glenn muttered calmly, but Elmirad was very flustered.

''-- Ah, ah, ....... Ah, ah!　I'm not!　I've done a hell of a lot of things: ......!　That's what I really think: ......?　Is that my real ......?　So, all this time I've been all talk?　Then what does that mean for the fight to date ......!

　He must be in shock as he remembers what he said and did when he was being manipulated. On top of this, he can't predict what the hell will happen to him if he tells your father that he's dead.

　But now is not the time to pick and choose his friends. There is no doubt that both the too calm and suspicious Glenn and the distraught Elmiraad were your father's friends. He goes into negotiations to try to get them to join him, even if only temporarily.

''Both of you, please help Rustyala: ......!　I don't have time to go into detail, but right now--
I can't... Those two are my people. I'll take them back.

　His voice echoed through the twentieth floor, interrupting the negotiations.

　At the same time, the entire floor of the great hall turns red.
　And the smell of iron piercing my nose and the moisture dampening my shoes. When I understood that the room was being coated (coated) with blood, two huge red arms extended out from the feet of Glenn and Elmirade.

''--Ha!

　And Glenn and Elmirado were grabbed to cover their bodies - and dragged in.
　Without the two of them having time to scream, they disappeared into the floor, which had been hard earlier, like a stone falling into a pond with a po-chan.

'Ow, that was Fafner's arm!　Be careful, everyone!

　As I saw them taken away, I shouted to prevent further casualties.
　Lastiara, Sera, and Perciona reacted to this, and each of them braced themselves to protect the nearest human.

　But the next arm didn't grow out of the floor.
　Instead, the coating of blood (a coating) that had stained the entire floor spread across the walls.

　The red color, like mold spreading, repainted everything. The carpet on the floor, the household goods and window frames that lined the walls, the chandeliers on the ceiling, the stairs that stretched up and down, the fence in the atrium - without exception, everything was covered in blood.

'This can't be ......!

　When all twenty floors are red, the castle fetches with a thump. Then, clots of blood like tumors begin to swell up in places and wriggle out as if they were alive. Moreover, blood begins to flow through the floor, walls and ceiling like blood flowing through blood vessels.

　The structure and layout is a castle, but it's as if you are inside a person's body.

　I was familiar with this physiologically repulsive hell.
　The last time I saw it was a thousand years ago. When Fafner was my knight, he used this magic to bring down a certain castle. I'll never forget how he cried alone in the castle where he had killed everyone, saying that he had seen something he didn't want to see and lost himself.

　After all, in order to bring down one castle, Fafner had ruined a country.
　Not only did he slaughter the people, but he also cursed a vast country's territory with blood and lost years of time in the cleansing process. Fafner, who may or may not be remorseful once a year, apologized sincerely and vowed never to use it again - that one is in effect.

'Lagne ......!　Don't tell me you're going to use Fafner at all costs: ......!

　Probably at the direction of Ragne, who took the 'Scripture' from me.

　My guilt accelerates again.
　But before I can regret it, the next voice echoes.

''All of you, come downstairs ....... If you don't come quickly, the little ones are going to die.

　The twentieth floor trembled and took the place of a human throat, and his voice reached everyone who was pale.
　It was Rustyala who responded to the words before anyone else.
　He ran across the great hall in bad taste and grotesque fashion, moving to the central atrium. She then leaned out of that fence that resembled raw meat and checked out the situation below.

'--Ma, Maria!　You don't have time to talk to Nosfies: ......!　Guys, I'll go first!
No, Rastiara!　It's a trap!　Definitely!

　He chased after her back and stopped her.
　But before I could finish listening to it, Rustyala jumped off the stairwell. Just like before, she falls again.

　I immediately run up to the stairwell fence and look at the situation below.
　Unlike the rooftop, when I come to the 20th floor, I manage to see the first floor. There's a dark-haired girl being attacked by a man who looks like Fafner. That's where Rustyala went alone.

　I don't have time to think about it, but I'm troubled.
　To be honest, my current situation is the worst ever. Even though the Guardian's power has increased due to Mukden, this physical and emotional pain cannot be ignored. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to fight Fafner, but I'm also going to fight Ragne, who would have been its master.

　Can I really fight that thing ......?
　Can I move, facing that enemy: ......?

　When I think of her, the moment of your father's death comes to my mind at the same time. That's enough to make my body shake and tremble and tremble, and I can't stop my limbs from twitching.

'Even if you can't fight ......!　Still, I am ......!　I am!

　I can't leave Rustyala behind, even if it means just standing on a stick.
　He answered that, and jumped down with his hand on the atrium fence to follow.

　Instead of falling straight down, he flies downward, occasionally using the fence surrounding the atrium as a foothold. Kicking and kicking and kicking, I fall toward the first floor as I catch up to Rustyala.

　And I land in the grand entrance in front of the castle's main gate.
　Of course, all of it has been dyed red and turned into a magical world. Probably already this
The entire Hoozeyards Castle must be a world of bad blood and organs.

　Waiting in its grand entrance were Rustyala and Maria, and Fafner, who faced each other as their enemy.

　Fafner was clothed in a tube of blood like a front and manipulated it like an extension of a limb. Next to him, Glenn and Elmirado, who had been kidnapped by the giant blood arm earlier, were crouched down.

'You're here, Nosfy ....... But the Hoosier's Castle is no longer in my belly. It doesn't matter who's coming, it's useless.

　Fafner shows his hostility towards me, the former Lord who showed up.
　Irritated by his betrayal as usual, I look around.

　There are the castle's knights in the distance, and they look confused by this unusual situation. As the most dangerous man in the castle, Fafner's information is known, so they aren't trying to get close to this grand entrance. It's clearly helpful. I don't have time to devote my attention to the people in the castle right now.

　The only people I can help are my own people, Rastiara and his family.
　That Rustyala stands in front of Fafner and calls out to Maria-san in the rear.

''Maria!　Okay!
I'm sorry, Maria's sister is dead!　I'm moving it!

　However, what comes back is a different tone of voice. It seems that the reaper of the example is moving Maria's body.

''So that's what you mean ......!　Nice, Reaper!　So, Ragne-chan--
"My brother Reiner is downstairs holding me down!　That's the worst part!　Anyway, something is not right!　Sister Maria was hit by a blow!

　Oh, I knew it: .......
　Ragne defeated Maria, who defeated me, in one blow.
　No one can beat that thing anymore. I have more material to be sure of that.

''Yes, in one blow!　No, now that we've beaten Kanami, I guess we need to think about that already: ......
'Oh, God!　It won't open!　The door!

　The information surprised Rustyala, and the Reaper continued to pound on the great closed door of the castle entrance.
　As we knew, this coating of blood was a type of warding that seemed to have the effect of blocking doors and windows.
　The prey captured by this blood slowly kill the prey inside and turn them into new blood. This is the true essence of The One Who Steals the Reason of Blood. The more you kill it, the stronger it becomes, the more powerful it becomes, the more magic it is for killing.　

　Then, the two knights in the most desperate situation among the captured prey, Glenn and Elmirade, speak to Fafner.

'Fafner-sama, isn't it over already ......?'
'Kanami is dead ....... The ...... kanami that was supposed to save the world is no longer ....... It's over now .......

　His voice was covered in blood, knee-jerk and squeezed out.
　Fafner would answer it with the same snatched voice.

'Yeah, our hope is dead ....... But the world is not sweet enough to end with that.' -- 'The world will not end if it is not saved. It won't end until it is saved'. Learn that, candidates for The Stealer of Blood. If there is no hope in the world, there is no light. But still, we believers must continue to hope: ....... And then we must continue to look for the 'Great Messiah (Magna Messiah)' ....... Know it.

　As he answers, Fafner gradually bursts into tears. He shows an unsteady expression that can only be described as maddening. And as if caught by that expression, Glenn and Elmirado also change their complexion.

''This, this is ......!　--Huh?
'Eh, eh ...... ah, ah, ah, ah--!

　Both of them suddenly started moving their faces from side to side and screamed into nothingness.

'You two seemed to think that the reason for the 'affinity' was 'because we're both hopeful for the Vortex Wave', but ...... that ain't exactly the point. The real reason is that they killed too much. They killed too many innocent people for no reason and for no reason at all. The magnitude of that guilt, the 'desire for redemption' is the reason for true 'affinity'. ...... You guys can hear the resentment of the dead too, can't you?　Sometimes you can't sleep at night because of the echoes, right?　Don't tell him how lonely it is sometimes anymore. Listen to him all the time.

　Fafner, who doesn't say much about himself, was open to the knights of The Magician a thousand years later. I was once the Lord, and I am terribly surprised by the serious expressions and voices that I have never seen before.

　However, the two knights who are even more surprised than I am are the two knights who were unlucky enough to see potential in The One Who Steals Blood's Reason.

'Dad, Mom, are you all ......?　Is this the people we once killed coming to blame: ......?
'Oh, oh no, not ......!　No!　I am, I am ......!

　Glenn made a gesture as if to control his nausea, but he was still calm. However, Elmirad looked at the empty space and shook his head wildly, a look of horror on his face.

''Elle-kun!　Don't ask any more questions!

　Glenn screams to calm Elmirado. However, his voice didn't reach him, and Elmirado stoned down and cried out, his magic power filling his whole body.

''Ugh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah--!　Faaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!

　For a moment, the magic power exploded to the point where I could not believe my eyes.
　At the same time, Elmirad's body, which was in human form, approached the lion, and then changed into 'beyond'. It's a forced and rapid 'demon return'.
　But I couldn't see it to the end. In the middle of it all, Elmirade was again grabbed by a giant arm of blood and disappeared into the pool of blood with Pochan.
　The screams that shook the pool of blood ceased as if he had slashed it with his sword.

　And, of course, Glenn was next.
　Like Elmirado, he began to be dragged into the pool of blood. In an attempt to stop it, Rustyala at the front tries to run out.

''Glenn!''　
Rastiara, stop coming!　This one deserved it ...... No, it's a personal 'trial' to be overcome, so don't worry about it!　Better yet, Rustyala, do what you're supposed to do, Rustyala!　Run away, regain your poise, and then--again--

　But Glenn himself refused to help him, and with a word of encouragement, he disappeared into a pool of blood.
　Rustyala bit his teeth in front of the horrifying scene, and Fafner wiped away the spilled tears.

'Elmirad had the same reaction as I did: ....... But, Glenn. You are a quintessential example. I'm sure you've been born into that hellhole and have risen to the top of the world's 'strongest'. ...... Yeah, I believe in both of you. I'm sure you'll find it easy to get over such a small initial trial.

　Despite his positive words, his complexion is dead and devoid of vitality.

　It's always the same.
　I have seen his self-made (...) 'ordeal' of a thousand years ago many times.
　I am sure he will continue to inflict his never-ending ordeal on others until he dies. When he sees a strong man die, he despairs from the bottom of his heart. He himself understands that this is a repetition of this, which is why his "I believe" word is empty. --with the exception of your father.

　As usual, Fafner is crazy. He's a knight who's too crazy to talk about. Immediately I discard the option of attempting a dialogue that I had in my head.

'Rastiara!　I'm with Glenn on this one!　Fafner is not a decent enemy to fight!　He's really crazy when your father isn't around!

　Hearing this advice, Lastiara gives me instructions with a pained expression.

'...... nosfies, work with the Reapers and make a hole in the wall!　In the meantime, I want to make sure we have a way out!
Yes!

　Immediately I head to join the reapers pounding on the entrance door.
　However, a horrifyingly cold and short voice resounds from its back.

''--[Blood Arrow]''

　Fafner's attack magic, based on its attributes. The one who responds to it is Rustyala.

''-- 《Ice Battling Ram》!

　There was an explosion, and blood and icicles splashed out from behind.
　When I turned around, Fafner had one hand outstretched in front of him, and Rastiara had both hands raised in front of him.
　The one who unleashed a light basic magic and the one who unleashed an all-out great magic.
　The two, who were never equals, interacted.

''Do you think I'll let you do it?　I brought you all here to deal with the whole thing, okay?
'That's a pretty scary thing to say. I thought Fafner was on our side. ......
...... Things changed when Kanami was gone.

　And again Fafner let tears blot from both eyes.

'If there's no more Kanami to save the world ...... then we have to stop (and) stop it now. The only way to stop the increase is to stop it from growing as much as possible. Yeah, I knew that all along. I don't need Ragne to tell me that I'm aware of that. If it's going to increase because it's going to be born, then the only way to stop it is to stop it from being born anymore. ...... It's the only way.

　I felt uncomfortable with that conversation.
　The current Fafner is very much like him. From the peculiarity of the conversation, I sensed that Ragne could be using the Scripture and the Heart of Helmina to keep him undisciplined and free.

　In other words, did Ragne succeed in communicating with this man who had fallen into madness: ......?

　Fafner's monologue continues as the threat of Ragne in me swells again.

'Just don't get me wrong. Even now I still want the humans to go through the 'ordeal'. I'd be happy if one of us ...... somehow managed to get one of us to survive. I'm not in a position to be selective anymore, ....... Even if it's Ragne and not Kanami, I don't care who it is anymore. If only they could feed off the blood of this sacrifice and stop this f*cking horrible world!　That's enough!

　Fafner shouted his thoughts and propagated his blood-attribute magic to the entire entrance.

''--?　--The Invisible Field!

　Having judged it to be an unprovoked attack magic, Rastiara quickly activated a defensive magic on the spur of the moment. Of course, it's also a magic with all the magical power at its best. Naturally, his breathing becomes more and more ragged.

'Hah, hah, hah, hah--!
'Long stories are a bad habit of mine: ....... It's time to get back to it. Get into it. ......
'Ha, ha, ha ....... Now that wasn't an attack or anything, was it ......?

　Rustyala smiles bitterly at the difference between the enemy's magic power and her enemy's magic power, and she breaks out in a cold sweat. However, she still doesn't take a step back.

　Looking at her back, I realize that Rustiala cares for me terribly.
　Now she asked me to make a retreat and bought herself a stall. But the truth is, it's the opposite. If you think about it calmly, the opponent of 'the one who steals reason' is you, the same 'one who steals reason', and Rustyala should be the one to follow up on that.

　Rastiara is concerned with risking his life to make me, who is dragging the events on the forty-fifth floor, not to be overwhelmed.

　Yes.
　I am still being reached for for my life.
　He wants me to live. And I realize that, I--