Noir-chan moved up to the clock tower, which was the next highest in the Great Holy City after the castle.
　In the best position to monitor the castle, she stared at it.

　Her eyes were not on the 'top' where my corpse was - not the 'top' - but the grand entrance downstairs. However, with the tower and a group of soldiers surrounding it, it wasn't possible to see the interior in a fragile way.

''-- 《Vibrations》''

　So Noir-chan shoots non-attribute vibration magic from her entire body, grabbing its reflection with her sensory organs sharpened by 'demonization' and trying to perform the echolocation characteristic of the bat species--

Dimension.

　If there was something better than that, it would be overridden by basic dimensional magic.
　Of course, the current one was not Noir-chan's intention, but the result of having her mouth and magic power moved without her permission.

　The range of sensory perception has expanded rapidly. It was a familiar sensation for me, but it was different for Noir-chan, and her fright and trembling accelerated.

''Eh?　D, Dimension?　Oh, ahhh, ......!

　I felt sorry, but I leaned my attention to the inside of the castle rather than Noir-chan, who was pale.

　To be honest, I couldn't help but wonder about the situation inside.
　When I came back to life that day, I can finally see clearly what was going on behind the scenes.
　I focus on the Dimension and look at the first floor grand entrance of Foozier's Castle.

　The last time I saw the grand entrance on the first floor was when I went with Ragne to greet the senate. At that time, the grand foyer retained a majesty befitting the entrance to the Great Country Fusoya's, and was filled with expensive furnishings that made the most of its size.

　-- it had been transformed into a tragic sight.

　Not a single expensive piece of furniture was left. It's a good idea to have a look at the ruins of the house, with furniture remnants scattered here and there. Above all, the most noticeable change was the dried and clotted blood that clung to every corner of the space. The ghastly red-black marks turn the grand entrance into the word battlefield.

　There were four men and women on that battlefield, men and women who were fighting.
　The ratio of forces was three to one.
　The three of them are always in a triangular formation, surrounding the one in the center. It doesn't matter how much the four of you are running around and the battle rages on, the form remains the same. It conveys the will to never let the one in the center escape.

　And when I look at each of those four faces, I am astonished.

　The first one.
　A man with a huge halberd about three meters long, which is in charge of the top of the triangular formation.
　The man was huge enough to line up with a large gain. Underneath his short, blue, piercing hair, he had a severe, scarred face. First the word "heroic" comes to mind, and then the praise of "brave" almost comes to mind. That's how dignified the man was. He wore thick armor like a warlord, not a knight.
　The man's main characteristic was his race.
　He was a Dragon Man (Dragon Newt).
　He had horns and a thick tail. Like Snow, he tries to hide it with decorations and heavy equipment, but he cannot escape the confirmation of the Dimension.

　I once saw him in the memory of Titi, who was 'The One Who Steals the Reason of the Wind' and the 'Governing King (Lord)'.
　I knew that this man was Seldra, the One Who Steals the Reason of Nothingness.

　Then the second one.
　The second point of the triangular formation is carried by a man with empty eyes, repeating the motion of turning a book in empty air. It's "The One Who Steals Blood's Reason" Fafner.
　You can see from his appearance that he has lost his mind somewhere again, but his magic remains strong and keen. He is generating a large amount of blood puppets and arrows while mumbling and muttering.

　And then the third one.
　The one standing at the last point of the triangular formation was a girl I know well.
　A girl with black hair and black eyes like me, wearing a robe that suppresses the magic power given to her by Apostle Diprakra. It's Yotaki, the one who steals the reason for water.
　The snowflakes are swirling around her body due to the influence of the too cold magic power. The one that Noir-chan was frightened of earlier was definitely Yotaki.

　In other words, one side of the battlefield is 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Nothingness', 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Blood' and 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Water'.
　Facing that excessive amount of strength, a single person against that excessive amount of strength--

'Ha, ha, ha!　Haha, hahahahahaha--!

　A girl holding the "Heavenly Sword Noah" in her hand, her golden hair fluttering, and laughing her way through the land of the dead, even though she was covered in scars. It was Rastiara Hoozeyers.

　That fact took my breath away.

　I know that Rastiara is strong.
　But that's within the bounds of common sense. He was born with a magic formula carved into his blood and theoretically has the best physical abilities, but he is not even close to dealing with ...... the 'stealer of reason' that destroys common sense.

　In the past, Lastiara was rendered unable to fight against the wood-stealer's id with its recovery magic and suffered a disastrous defeat against the dark-stealer's Palinkron. I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get away with it.

　And yet ...... if it's one to one, it's still three to one.

　Inside, there's that yang-taki. As far as I can see, Serdra is a warrior. You can say that even Fafner is a combat specialist. There's no way it can be a match.

　However, even while I was thinking this, Rustyala was still alive.

Hahaha!　Hah, hah, hah, hah--!　Finally, finally, finally, finally: ......!　Finally!

　While running and laughing, Rustyala prevented the magic of the three of them.
　The way he fought was something he had never seen before in his long life in another world.

　Rastiara would constantly activate magic while fighting. He coursed his blood with all his might, consumed his magic power to the maximum, and spun one basic magic after another in rapid succession.

''-- [Flame], [Ice], [Wind], [Earth], [Wood], [Light], [Dark], [Water] --''

　Those overly simple basic magics are activated almost simultaneously, interfering and mixing with each other.
　I thought it was similar to 'countervailing magic' (counter magic), but it never dissipates.

　I didn't understand how it works at first glance. It is only faintly obvious that this is the destination of the skill 'magical combat'. Rastiara is constructing all the attributes by himself, establishing resonant magic by himself, and controlling the finished product by himself.

　-- As a result, Rastiara's magic power had been transformed into a familiar light.

　It was similar to Ragne Kaikwola's magic power.
　However, compared to her early ones, it was not as dark.

　If put into words, it was worthy of being called the 'magic power of a bright star' rather than the 'magic power of a dark star'. The miscellaneous colors, such as red, blue, yellow and green, are innocently intertwined, leaping and shimmering.

　If anything, it's closer to the magical power we saw at Ragne's death.
　The colors are colored like the circles of the white rainbow that frame the sun.
　It's the magic power of the white rainbow.

''-- 《Impulse》''

　Against that Rastiala, Serdra shook her halberd and released a vibrating magic from the tip.

　In an instant, the air in the entire grand entrance distorted, further shattering the scattered wreckage and shattering it into pieces.
　The extreme vibrational magic no longer seemed to be destroying things on a molecular level.
　On top of that, it couldn't be captured by sight. It's a vicious attack magic. Rastiara couldn't avoid it--but with a wave of her free hand, she released a white rainbow colored magic that successfully offset it.

''--[Blood Arrow]

　Following that, multiple blood arrows are released from Fafner, which may be a check.
　However, this also ends up with the same result as the earlier vibrating magic. The white rainbow colored magic power that covers Rastiara's body seems to be unable to penetrate even the 'Stealers of Reason'.

''Heh ......!''

　Serdra mutters with a look of interest and leaps at the driving Rustyala.　
　He raises his gaining Halbert, clad in vibrating magic, and swings it down with vigor. It's a technique that my companion Snow often used.

　Of course, the density of its magical power cannot be compared to Snow's.
　It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to see that it will dissolve all matter when you touch it.

　--In a moment, every sound disappeared.

　A shock rushed through the grand entrance, enough to blow away all the vibrations of the grand entrance.
　However, the source of the shock, Serdra and Rastiara, are both unharmed.
　Neither of them let go of their swords and a smile appeared on their mouths.

　Against the man who was called 'the strongest' by the Apostle a thousand years ago, Rastiara was not lagging behind.
　At one time, Rustyala had lamented that he was not a force to be reckoned with, but here he was closing in on the 'one who steals reason'.

　Serdra remained in a battle of perseverance and put his strength into his hands in an attempt to push through.
　But in the middle of it, he changed his expression, leapt backwards and retreated.

''--!　This is the ...... from that time!

　In a safe zone, he inspected the magic power that clings to his Halbert.
　And then, without hesitation, he discarded Halbert.

　I'm not sure if this is the case, but I'm pretty sure it's a good idea that there's some kind of power on it.
　That is, for example, the power of Ragne's 'Reversal'. I've been feeling a foul power similar to that from Rustiala's magic power.

　Rastiara's current magical power is extraordinary.
　The nearby Fafner may have sensed this as well, but he raises his face from his downcast position and stares at the magical power filled inside the grand entranceway, his voice trembling.

''This, this is ......?　Is this the right girl for that time?　The girl who was next to my Great Savior (Magna Messiah) at that time, now?　The magic of the millennium, is it now? ......!

　His voice as well as his whole body trembles, and tears ooze from his eyes.
　With the same tone of voice as always, Fafner rejoices and congratulates her.

''Haha!　Oh, then you are definitely a Saint.　That's what a "Saint" tiara is all about!　So that's what it's all about!　--Hallelujah!　It's a hallelujah, tiaraaaaaaaaaa!

　He praised the power of Tiara a thousand years ago, not the Rastiara in front of him.
　Then, in response to the rush of emotions, several blood monsters were born around Fafner and attacked Rastiara.
　All of them, Rastiara cleaved them off with his sword, which was clothed in magic power.

　Even when dealing with the insane 'Stealers of Reason (Fafner)', Rastiara didn't retreat an inch - but the third one, the 'Stealers of Reason (Hitaki)' was too bad an opponent.

''--But unfortunately, I'm better at handling it (...) than you are. I'm not going to go along with you stalling for time.

　My sister naturally switched her own magic power.
　As if imitating Rastiara, she manipulated multiple magical attributes and turned the light blue color into a white rainbow color.

　I gasped, "It's foul," but at the same time, I thought, "It can't be helped. If it could be used against Ragne and Rustyala, there was no reason why that Yangtaki couldn't be used.

　Yotaki, who had prepared the magic power of the stars so easily, spread his own magic power inside the grand entrance and eroded Rastiara's magic power.
　Although they had almost the same magic power, it was Youtaki who had the upper hand.

　That's when I realized a fact.
　Now Rastiara and Yotaki are using the magic power of the star attribute - the power that the Apostle once defined as "the star is the pinnacle and endpoint".
　Both were dazzling, powerful, and foul, but they were not exactly the same.

　The magic power of Ragne's 'Star'.
　Rastiara's 'Star' magic power.
　Yangtaki's 'Star' magic power.

　Three types.
　I thought they were different from each other.
　I could tell from their light that they had different ways of getting there and different interpretations.

　It's easy to understand, especially when compared to Lagune. Her magical light was heavy, dark and vicious, while the other two were light, bright and divine.

　The most important difference is the expression of each of them.
　Of the three people I just mentioned, who is the most overwhelmed--

"--Hey!　Hah, hah, hah--!

　Rastiara, who was running and fighting, spat out blood from her mouth, even though she shouldn't have received a direct hit.
　It seems that just a few seconds of pushing and shoving of magic power with Yotaki had caused damage to the inside of her body.

　Right now, Rastiara is definitely cutting down on his life.
　Instead of the lost MP, he is losing his maximum HP.
　This rainbow of scattered light is the last glint of her life.

　Then, through the gap in her staggering Lastiara, Serdra approaches.

　There was no halberd in her hand, but instead she grabbed a broken stone pillar. He sticks his five fingers into the stone and uses the massive mass, which is normally not enough for a weapon, as his prey.

　As he approached, Serdra took a vigorous swing at the stone pillar.
　Rastiara leaps to avoid the violence of that mass, but what waits in the air is Fafner's blood arrow. He swings his free hand to the side again and offsets the blood arrow by unleashing a white rainbow of magic.
　However, he couldn't react to Seldora's subsequent pursuit.

　Seldra leapt lightly, holding a stone pillar that was probably a hundred times his own weight, and was chasing after Rustyala.
　The stone pillar is swung out at Rustyala, who is in midair, full of gaps both physically and magically, and the stone pillar is swung out.

　At the moment of contact (impact), the stone pillar shatters into pieces and Rastiara's body is blown right down.
　The marble of the doorway was drilled into the ground, and a cloud of dust was raised.
　Furthermore, being pursued there was a swarm of Fafner's blood arrows. And all the while, Yotaki continues to hold down Rustyara's white rainbow magic. It's too seamless a partnership.

　Even though I know I'm in the midst of 'past vision', I'm still saying, "Rustyala! I shouted.

　I searched the Dimension for any help, but I didn't see any of my friends.
　Dea, Maria, Snow, Reaper, and Ryner. Whoever you are, I need you to come and help Rastiara right now.

　Why isn't anyone here?
　Why should Rastiara have to fight alone--

I'll be fine.

　As if he had heard my call, Rustyala answered from within the dirt smoke.

　Then, Rastiara himself blew away the dirt smoke that hid his body with a magical wind.
　Rastiara stood there, full of wariness.
　One arm was broken in a different direction, covered in lacerations, wobbling, but still holding the sword, laughing and muttering to himself.

''Finally, I got my ....... The feeling that I love you even in death ....... Now, I can say it with confidence. This is my feeling that is as heavy as everyone else's .......

　I don't know who I'm talking to.
　When he thought that, Rustyala looked up.

　He looked up at the upper part of the grand entrance and narrowed his eyes.
　Since the center of the castle was a vaulted ceiling, the light of the 'top' reached this first floor.

　The light of Nosfy.
　The light poured down like rain and acted on Rustyala's body.
　As a light attribute magic, it is not just a light that makes you 'honest'. It's the light that Nosfi vowed to bless many undeserving souls at the end of his life. Rustyala understood this intention while on the first floor, and she rejoiced in her own birth.

'Yes ....... I'm glad I was born. Thank you, mother, for giving it to me (・・・・・・) .......

　The white rainbow magic of his entire body swells up, as if he has become even more powerful after being bathed in Nosufi's gentle light.
　Seeing this, the hands of the surrounding 'Stealers of Reason' stopped for a moment.

　Yangtaki seems to have felt a part of Rustyala's dialogue and throws words at them instead of magic.
　Very slowly, as if picking up the glasswork that is now about to break.

'Rustyala Fuzzyards ....... You are a four year old child who knows nothing. You just don't know that your mother (Tiara) is cheating you .......

　Then, Yotaki looks up at the 'top'.
　You can see that Rastiara is not the only place that the dialogue is headed.

'So ....... You've been tricked and you didn't even know it. ......

　The words were also directed to the three people who would be at the 'summit' right now - me, Ragne and Nosfi. We are also children who don't know anything, Yotaki says, to which Rustyala replies without pause.

''--even so,''

　He spins the 'answers' as if he were working in place of those of us who are not here.

'If we've been duped, it's still the same. Me and Nosfi, of course. Ragne and Kanami, I don't think the 'answer' will change, even if we're a little sad. So (...), it's okay (・・・・・). Thanks for worrying about me.

　Having been exposed to the light at the top of the mountain, I know that this is a true and honest 'answer'.

　Because I know, I am speechless. Noir, who is also watching with me, is also speechless. I couldn't believe Rastiara, who understands the abnormality of this battlefield and is strong enough to say 'it's okay' in the midst of it all.

　It was the same for the third girl, Tiara Hoozeyers.
　Only, she was so shocked that she couldn't compare to us, she was speechless. That murky stream of emotions could be felt even by us, who were sharing a body with her.

　It was a guilt that lasted as far as the ocean.
　It was also accompanied by the pain of being crushed by the water pressure of self-doubt, at the bottom of the deep sea.

''Aaaaaaahhhh ......''

　Caught up in that tiara's emotions, Noir-chan begins to moan in the distant clock tower.
　At the top where no one else is present, she exhausts her wailing for as long as possible.

''Aaaaahhhh ......!　Aaaaahhhh, aaaaahhhh, ......--!

　Noir-chan wasn't sad, but she couldn't stop crying.
　I only had the slightest bit of sympathy for Tiara's emotions lurking in her body - and even now, my eyeballs are on the verge of wilting.

　For a moment, my attention is drawn to Noir-chan, but I quickly turn my attention back to the castle.

　I'm sorry Noir-chan, but Rustyala has a higher priority.
　Even if this scene is already over, I can't take my eyes off of it.

　Returning my attention back to the grand entrance of Fuzzy Yards Castle - I hear Rustyala say "thank you" and look at Yotaki, who frowns and falls silent.
　It seems that Yotaki could forgive all of the magic and magic of the white rainbow that filled the grand entrance, but he couldn't accept just that one word.

　Towards that Yotaki, Rustyala speaks to him in a gentle voice.

''Because the reason why little sister told me earlier was because she took pity on me, right?　I will continue to live (・・・・・) from now on (・・・・・), and I'm going to go out of my way to give me the reasoning that 'Aikawa Kanami' has been holding -

　He reiterated the meaning of "thank you" in detail in this situation so that he could express his gratitude.
　To that, Yotaki would answer like a persistent child.

'That explanation was only necessary to make your life a 'price' for your brother. It was just a ritual (word) that showed the world that you will continue to die (・・・・・) from now on, that you are a 'Rustyara Fuzzyards'.
But you did tell me. You didn't even bother to tell me the truth that you didn't have to. Knowing my life, my sister is ....... After all, everyone in this world is kind .......

　With a smile, Rastiala immediately denied Yotaki's denial.

''Nothing is gentle. You already knew this in the first place, didn't you?　Otherwise, oh no (...) I wouldn't be cooperating with me or your brother.
Only with frivolity. And I wasn't just working with you two, I was working with everyone else.
Haha. ......

　So Yotaki sighs and shakes his head, saying it's not worth talking about.
　Rustyala responds to that with a wry smile.

　They have something to say to each other, but they must have realized that they can never understand each other.
　Hence, there is no conversation to be continued and the battle resumes.

　Yotaki takes all possible measures and continues to suppress the magical power of the white rainbow, the new power of Rustyara again. Then Fafner, from mid-range, continues to apply pressure with his blood arrows. The vanguard is handled by Serdra, who uses the scattered debris as a weapon to close in on Rustiala.

　The coordination of the three 'stealers of reason' is ideal and overwhelming.
　Even more than the difference in numbers, their individual strength is too strong.
　No matter how much Rustiala has awakened to his newfound power, he will not be able to handle it.

　The game has already been decided.
　All that remained was how Rastiara would be polished and defeated - but in that defeat, Rastiara was still smiling.
　Instead of concentrating on the battle, he swam his eyes many times, and sometimes even had time to look up to the heavens.
　Then he muttered.

'...... 'Moon' in the 'starry sky'?　And--oh, ......, haha.

　I know what those words mean to me as a party.

　Now, at the 'summit', it seems that Lagune and I have begun to fight.
　I know that Ragne's magic and spell at the time of his death was special and had a beauty to be admired from a third party's point of view.

　Like the moon, Ragne was beautiful.
　Around her beautiful, a sword that glowed like the stars orbited around her.
　Rustyala looked up from the ground to see the scene of the battle at that 'summit'--

　He rolled his eyes and reflected the flickering starry sky in his eyes.
　He opened his mouth with a pop and mixed white breath with the falling light.
　I let out a voice that said, "Ah ......," and summed up my long impressions very briefly.

　Finally, he looked at the 'most' shining star next to the 'moon' and looked very happy.
　With a face full of love, he blurts out.


'-- Kanami (...), are you listening (・・・・)?'


　His voice was too small.
　It wasn't a word for the people I was fighting against.
　I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about.

　--I'm not going to be able to get a good deal more than just a few minutes of your time.

　I'm not going to be able to get rid of it.

Kanami ....... We've already said our goodbyes, right?　But more importantly, let's watch Kanami with me: ......

　Lastiara was no longer focused on the fight at all.
　It's a very lame way to fight, because you're going to lose anyway. It was entirely clear that she was prioritizing stalling over winning and losing.

　What she's concentrating on now is something else.

"That 'Story of the Stars' is really beautiful and cool ....... It was a very exciting, fun 'adventure' and so ....... So, yeah, .......

　Rustyala speaks without regard to place or life, just happily.

　He shakes his head.
　It doesn't matter.
　More importantly, it's Rastiara.
　Rastiara only wants you to think about your own survival. We haven't said goodbye yet. We allowed death to happen before, because we were together. Unlike with my father and my childhood friends, I was finally able to be with someone else, and I'm finally--

　Despite my feelings, she turns her attention not to herself (Rustyala), but to the person she recognized as her mother a few days ago (Tiara).

'It was also the 'story of me and Kanami'. So I don't miss it one bit. It has been and always will be--

　With that last word, my vision began to distort.

　The battlefield on the first floor of Hoozeya's Castle - "The Day Aikawa Uzumi Came Back to Life" - suddenly faded into the distance.

　I turn my attention to the reason why time is getting away.
　Noir-chan, the base point of the 'past vision', had closed her eyes.
　Hearing Rastiara's wish, Noir-chan was also receiving instructions from the third person inside, and was about to fulfill her wish to see with me.

　Immediately I said, "Stop! Wait! I appealed to him, but he couldn't stop time from moving.
　I had the least amount of authority in this place. I was not in control of the 'past vision' and I had no body or blood here.

　I was forcibly moved from the day Aikawa Uzumi came back to life to 'a thousand years ago'.
　The story of how the girl called Tiara became a 'saint' begins.

　--It's the next step after "How Aikawa Uzumi summoned the other world" that I saw a while ago under Yotaki's orders.

　The image of an old book being turned over suddenly popped into my mind.
　You're going to be able to get a good deal more than just a few of these. There is no one else but her.
　But that hand is far from the Tiara I know.

　They were skinny, wrinkled, and oddly old hands.

　That old hand soon rotted away, leaving nothing but bones in its place. The hand, now just bones, was weathered and crumbling, but it didn't stop there. She apologizes and begins to read to me, one by one, in turn, apologizing for her apology.
　I feel that her apology is directed at my too faint wish that we're all in this together

　Now.
　The reader of the world is not Yotaki or me, but Tiara.