368 365. Hero Promise.txt






 After that, the sharing of information with 'The One Who Steals the Dark Reason' continued without a break.

 Even after hearing the full extent of the plan to recapture it, Master had no hesitation. He decided on the date and time of the decision, not a leisurely one like as soon as he was ready or tomorrow, but "right now".
 It was simply that the longer the delay, the more powerful the enemy would be and the more disadvantageous it would be, but it was because Master knew the current situation of the 'one who steals the logic of fire' and decided that he could not extend it even for a moment.

 There was not a single person who opposed him.
 Immediately, his collaborator, the Director, went outdoors and proceeded to set up the plan.
 Most of the planning rests on her being on the inside of the enemy's facility.
 The three of us who were left behind continue to wait for her return, hoping for success - a few hours of waiting in the basement, and then the time comes.

''--Lands-sama. We're ready to go.

 When the Director returned, he reported while entering the basement.
 Hearing this, the two people who had been playing with the 'Demon Poison' in the room, 'The one that steals the reason of the dimension' and 'The one that steals the reason of the darkness', dissipate their power.

 While waiting for the Director, they were not tired at all, they were not resting, but training their 'spellcasting' skills.
 Sweat was dripping on their faces as they interrupted, proving that they had responded well enough. It was a light-hearted exercise to avoid wasting time, but the results seemed to be good.
 Tida crushed the thick darkness that had formed in her palms and replied.

'Enough is enough, Kanami. I've gotten a general sense of the 'spellcasting' technique.
I knew that Tida made sense. I can't believe you learned all of this in one night.

 Watching it up close, I was almost crying a little.
 When I think about how much time I spent learning one 'spellcasting' technique, I can see that 'the one that steals the reason' is really special.

'No, it's more like I subconsciously used some of the 'spellcasting' techniques rather than memorized them. My impression is that those procedures have become more defined and easier to use.
I knew it. Considering how it was made, I guess that's just as well. ...... So, how's that? I was pretty confident in my 'chanting' and 'spell name'.
'Oh.' The words were all unfamiliar to me, but my image, which had been wavering for a long time, was solidified. 'Dark and Variable, both of which are forces that are unique to me.'
The images in the words are Darkness and Variable. In your application techniques, be aware of the images in the words as well, and transform the 'Demonic Poison'.
The images of words. I'm not used to that feeling, but I'll make sure I get it right.

 His master, smiling more than ever before, explained the 'spellcraft' to him.

 He seemed to be happy that the name of his sense was accepted more than his power was passed down to him.
 Occasionally, mumbling to himself, he would pretend to unleash the 'spellcraft' that he couldn't use on the wall, "《心 異・Darkness Wash (Variable Curse)》". He seems to be confirming the feeling of the words he uttered.

 Even Tida's mouth was relaxed as she looked at her master.
 His deep gratitude and forgiveness to Kanami is evident, even if his face is not human.

 Then he put that gratitude into words.

'Kanami, thank you. Finally, lend me that.

 Tida pointed to a mask that was randomly placed on the table.
 It was bought at a stall while we were on the run.

 With it in hand, we will construct a compilation of the 'spellcasting' technique we were taught now.

''-- [Mind, Oddity, No Face (Variable Faceless)]

 The 'Demon Poison' in his body mixed with the dark 'Demon Poison' in this basement, causing it to transform into a dark dark power.
 That viscous black magic power clung to the mask and gradually became one with it.

 Perfect.
 Perhaps thanks to the magic of translation, the image riding behind the words was transmitted to me.

''And by the way, here, too.''

 Tida then applied the same 'spell' to the cloak worn by her master.
 It was dyed black everywhere, making it the best piece of clothing to move through the world without lights.

 The power of secrecy that will be needed by the master from now on, Tida strengthened it with the power of darkness.
 The workmanship of that 'spellcasting' is confirmed together with her teacher, Master.

''Ha, ha, ha, ha. If you want to hide your identity, this power of mine is perfect. What do you think?
'Great ....... Is this a 'technique' to blend in with the darkness? And it's a darkness that appeals not only visually, but also spiritually: ......!

 I simply thought it was just a substitute for being easily confused by the darkness, but from my expert master's point of view, it's a little different. When it comes to the darkness that deceives the mind as well as the eyes, it's no longer a magical robe from a book.

 The master takes the mask in his hand and speaks of its effects.

''Nice. But is it a bit too forceful in some ways? Ordinary people can be fooled, but if you're sensitive to the 'magic poison', it might be easier to detect the opposite. It should be a more natural and deceptive 'technique' ......
I see. If it's too dense, it doesn't look natural. It's not just a matter of putting some effort into it, is it? There's a lot more to 'witchcraft' than meets the eye.
'Can I play with my dimensional powers for a moment? First of all, I also want to fix the effects of this 'spellcraft' exactly.
'Yeah, sure. I'm curious to see how that will change. Are you going to write the words 'Jutsu' as an example on the back of your mask?
That's true. Also, since this is the case, I'd like to change the shape as well.

 The two of them went on to consider a new 'spellcasting' technique, and the Director, who was supposed to have come to call for more, happily joined in.

''Ah, ah! It's not fair! Don't do anything that looks very interesting without me: ......! Kanami, tell me about it! The letters of that 'technique', from the very beginning, are slow and easy to understand! I'm a genius, so I'll definitely make something better than what I was taught!
Yes, of course. I don't mind.

 If left unchecked, they might forget their original purpose and continue to talk endlessly about "witchcraft".
 I had noticed that all three of us had a habit of escaping reality.

 I furrowed my brow in disgust, and although I was the youngest, I took the leadership role and raised my voice.

'Dah-ka-ka, that kind of thing later! Come on, I'm going out! When the director returns, the plan is non-stop from there, isn't it!

 I snatch the mask from the whirlpool and force my mentor to put it on, pushing the three of them back and urging them out of the room.
 I don't want to make the foolish mistake of not being able to make it on time because I was wasting my time talking.

 That seems to be the case with the masters as well, and after a single word of apology, they hasten to move on. In the middle of it all, the Director was the only one who didn't feel like giving up and was biting back at his mentor.

'Kanami-kun, please go to ...... for more information later. Please, please .......
'Yes, I promise. After we finish everything, we'll both try different things.
...... Yes!

 The Director was pleased with a big smile.
 Her smile was as cute as a pure child's, but also full of adult female charm, making the cheeks of the master facing her blush.

 However, from my perspective, watching from a bit of a distance, it is ruined by the director's blood-red costume down from his face. He looks like a researcher (mad scientist) who has acquired a new torture device.

 Thus, we emerge from the basement, through the corridors of The Seventh Magical Research Institute, and disappear into the city enveloped in The Night That Was.
 The two of us, Tida and Master, are truly lost in the darkness, assimilated and unable to be seen from sight.

 The remaining Director and I will carry out the act as planned.

''Then, from here on out, Tiara-sama: ......
I got it. No one does that better than I do. Here.

 I picture in my mind a sentence from the book. "Tiara Hoozeyers was stricken with the disease of the 'Devil's Poison' and was on the verge of death. Her skin turned pale as if there was not a drop of blood, and she had no strength at all in her extremities. After believing that if that cursed body collapsed, I would never be able to get up again, I tried to fall to the ground in the city.

 The director hurriedly supports my body and compliments me on my performance.

'Wow, wow. ...... or it's perfect! The guinea pigs, and the guinea pigs, look exactly alike: ......! Even physiological things like body temperature!

 I can hear an admiring response from the darkness nearby.

'Heh. You're a great princess.
-Oh!

 Only his master was so surprised that he lost his voice. The mask he wore wasn't big enough to cover his entire face, so the gaping mouth was visible.

 I just recreated myself from my sickbed days, but I may have gone a little too far.

 After we finished our preliminary preparations, we walked forward through the dark city.
 The destination is a straight line to the 'First Demonology Research Institute'.

 On the way, we passed a few townspeople and soldiers on patrol, but we didn't get too suspicious. As planned, the director of the city's famous 'Seventh Demonology Research Institute' would be thought to be moving along, lending a shoulder to a seriously ill patient.

 What was troublesome was the congregation that was praying to the 'Flame God's Stone' that had been extinguished by the fire in the city.
 They came rushing up to me in concern and tried to help me carry it. The rector refused all of these offers and continued to walk slowly and carefully. Thanks to the attention we were getting, we didn't find Tida or the Master hiding in the darkness nearby.

 We then reach the 'First Magical Research Institute' and come to the back door, which only those familiar with the city would know.

 There was one soldier on guard standing there, looking alarmed.
 However, the director seems to be a familiar face and calls out to him in a familiar manner.

''Um... I have a regular report. Also, I'll be making adjustments (maintenance) to the facility now.

 With his free hand, he takes a document out of his pocket and hands it to a soldier on guard while trying to get through.

'...... sir? At this late hour of the night? ...... Uh, excuse me, but can we move it to tomorrow? The hospital is currently searching for spies from other countries.

 The soldier, loyal to his duties, frowned and stood his ground.
 In contrast, the Director tried to push through forcefully.

''At the 'Seventh Demonic Research Institute', there have been great advances in research. Its transport is the main thing.

 My body is lifted up and exposed to the eyes of the soldiers.

 Immediately, I maintain a deadly complexion and wear a thick "demon poison" on my body, which is easily recognizable at first glance. I also add the shallow breathing and twitching of my arms and legs that are characteristic of terminally ill patients. He makes the soldiers in front of him think that they must do something about it as soon as possible.

'Oh, so you want to transfer the results of that research (...) ...... no, you want to move the patient over here? Surely that needs to be done during the night, and that needs to be done as soon as possible.

 When the soldier saw me, he uttered a few boisterous words and then softened his attitude.
 Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Director folded up.

''Also, I was also told to move some of the guards, including you, to the 'Seventh Demonic Research Institute'. You can see from those documents, but it seems that they don't have enough manpower over there.

 The soldier looks down at the document that was handed to him for confirmation.
 It would be hard to read in this dark, and it would be hard to read in this dark, and it would be all he could do to see one line of what seemed important.
 There should be a sentence written there urging the soldier to move quickly. Of course, this is a forged document that is only good for one night.

'...... me over there? Did something happen over there by any chance?
I don't know much about it. I've always been told to keep my nose out of everything but my research.
'Surely you've been told that: ....... I understand. I could tell it was urgent for a lot of reasons. It's possible that those two spies may have shown up there. I'll get a replacement soon.

 He decided that it was a waste of time to talk to the Director, who was a researcher. The soldiers move quickly. He enters the building and makes his way to the soldier's quarters just around the corner.

 Thanks to that, the doorway is completely free for a few seconds.

''--I'm here, sir.

 At a word from the Director, there was a faint noise in the darkness.
 Now Tida and the Master have successfully entered.

 A few seconds later, the man from earlier appears with a few soldiers in tow.

''Then we'll head to the 'Seventh Magical Research Institute'. Teacher, please come in.
Thanks for your help.

 As planned, we see the soldiers off, and after making sure that the 'First Demonic Research Institute' is a bit thinned out, we walk into the building.

 As we walked down that long, dark corridor, the Director earnestly checked the surroundings.
 He is especially concerned about the 'Flame God's Stone' attached at regular intervals.

''The preceding Lands-sama and Kanami-kun are successfully closing the lights inside the building with darkness, aren't they? Then I will stop the blood wards inside the building.

 The Director approached the end of the hallway and put his hand on an area that was obviously made of a different material. It's a long, thin line of black stone between the floor and the wall.

 While speaking something more like 'chanting', he takes a dagger from his pocket and makes a cut on his arm.
 It bleeds enough to create a puddle of blood, stains the ground, and continues to mutter for a minute or so.

 That 'chanting' kind of thing was too long compared to his master.
 Whether it was different from 'Chanting' or whether it was too short for us Hoosier's group - I couldn't decide, but I certainly saw the 'Demon Poison' being converted into another power.

 And the black lines gradually turn to red.
 What I thought was the framework of the building seemed to mean something important.

'Hey. I don't know, but was this really necessary?
'I'm proud to say that I created this: ....... If we don't stop this, our intrusion will surely be exposed and all the 'Fire God's Stones' will be set on fire in an instant.
'A moment, huh ....... That's great.

 I don't have time to listen to the details, but I'm sure it's a technique similar to 'witchcraft'. I silently followed behind the Director, swearing to myself that I would definitely have it one day.

 Along the way, some of the soldiers on guard had fallen.
 Perhaps Tida and Master had neutralized them as a matter of fact. Thanks to this, we, who were following behind, could easily reach the central sanatorium.

 Despite being watched over by the giant statue of the "Heart of the Flame God", the moans of the seriously ill patients who could not fall asleep could be heard. In the midst of it all, we head to the stairs in the corner of the room and sneak down.
 That narrow stone staircase was unusually long.
 After several minutes of advancing without stopping once, we finally reach the lowest level of the First Institute of Demonic Affairs.

 It was a single-aisle corridor. At both ends of the corridor, a large number of "Fire God's Tablets" were placed on the walls at both ends of the corridor, but all of them were unnaturally clinging to the thick darkness and could not serve as a light.

 It's a dim, damp, airy corridor. As I looked, I saw a stone door with a lock and chain at the end of the path.

 Tida and her master, who had preceded her, were waiting there, and several men, who appeared to be guards, had fallen in.

 The plan was for this last guard to approach and take us by surprise, with me and the Director acting out, but .......
 When we met up with the two men who preceded us, the Master explained to us.

''We had more time, so we neutralized them first. But we can't open the door on our own, so please.

 I didn't need to see his expression to know that he was lying.
 I suppose my mentor hurried down the road in an attempt to reduce our danger as much as possible. Lately, I feel that he has become more and more overprotective of me.

 As I think about the reason for this, the director next to me comes up to the front of the room and puts his hand on the door with a large amount of locks and chains on it.
 All of them glow red with the same dripping blood as before. The locks clicked open without a key, and the chains crumbled down as the joints became unnaturally brittle and brittle.

 This is the most important room in the city, so I was told it had the most robust door, but thanks to the insider, it was easy.
 The thick door, which claimed to let nothing through, was easily opened and invited us intruders in.

 I wonder if my mentor felt the same way I did, and I blurted out.

'...... That was easier than I thought it would be.
Yeah. I was fully prepared before. Only the preparation has been a long time coming: ......

 To that, Tida agreed and led us into the core of the Fania.

 It was an oddly large room.
 But it was similar to the central sanatorium above, with no decorations at all. There was just a cobbled ground, the walls were lined with 'The Flame God's Stone' and the object of prayer was seated in the center.

 Tida walked to the center, covering all the surrounding lights with darkness as she walked.
 The same giant statue of the Fire God that was above her stands tall. A girl with long black hair hanging down there was chained up and face down.
 At a glance, she looks about my age, but I can't tell exactly what she is because she doesn't have the tips of her shoulders and thighs that should be there. Its torso is wrapped in bandages with strange writing on it, not clothing.

 It is chained and almost suspended.
 It was immediately apparent that she wasn't being treated as a human being.
 The Director held up a bloodied hand to the unfortunate girl. 

''Then, I will release the flame god's restraints.

 Just like the thick door before, the chains came off again.
 At the same time, all the bandages on her torso were also unraveling and falling off as if they were rotting away. I feared that the girl's naked body would be exposed, but I didn't have to worry about that.

 There was no such thing as human flesh in the untied bandages.
 From the girl's neck down, only flames were burning. The moment she was released from her restraints, the limbs of fire suddenly stretched out and poked her knees and hands on the ground instead of human flesh.

 This is 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire'.
 It has the appearance of a monster as good as the one next to it, 'The One that Steals the Truth of Darkness'.

 While I'm thrilled with the girl's appearance, Tida quickly moves on to her next action.

'...... Okay. Now all that's left is Kanami.

 He urged his mentor to move closer to the girl.
 The Master nodded back and tried to move more quickly than Tida.

''Yeah. As planned, I'll hold her, so Tida should focus on the Dark. If you just want to run away, you can use the Dimension at all costs, and the rest is easy--
No. From now on, Kanami will have to be persuaded.

 But that master's move and statement was denied.
 The two of us, except for me, rolled our eyes in amazement at the abruptness of the story.

''Se-persuasion? Tida, what are you talking about?
'Mr Lans: ......? I'm sure that wasn't part of the plan: ......

 Tida left them puzzled and moved on alone.

'Persuasion is a must. Because she doesn't want to be able to help herself. --Hey.

 He approached the girl who was kneeling and hanging her head and called out to her.
 At the same time, I released a darkness that seemed to be 《Dark》 and shook the flames of her body. It's a way to wake her up because she's familiar with the "Demon's Poison".

''Oi. I'm not going to be able to get rid of it. There's someone coming for you.

 The girl, who had been silent for a long time, begins to let out a voice as darkness strikes.

'...... Ugh, ohhh, ha--! Oh, ahhhhh, ......!

 He raises his face from its prostrate position as if waking up from a nightmare and begins to wail against the darkened ceiling.
 He also repeats the words of redemption over and over. 

''Aaaaaaahhhh ......! Sorry, I'm sorry: ......! I'm sorry, guys. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry--

 It was a prayer itself, looking no different than the congregation above.
 The more he said it, the more the flames in his body flared and curled up.

'It's my fault. All because of me, because of me, because of me, because of everything I was ......!

 Tears of fire spilled out of the girl's eyes, scorching the air in the room.
 The Master and the Director were immensely disappointed by the bizarre scene.

 The girl still continues to cry.

'My village, my family, everything is ......! Because this 'eye' was spotted by those 'apostles' ......! It all burns and burns and burns and burns ......! It burned and disappeared! I'm sorry ....... I'm sorry, guys, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......--

 And he continued to regret it.

 The girl did not flee when the restraints were gone. Tida spoke to the girl, who was motionless, as if she had given up on life.

'Are you sure you want to be in a daze? Here I am.

 It was a voice that sounded like it was speaking to an old friend.
 The girl seemed to know the voice, interrupting her wailing and turning her face from the ceiling to the side.

'............? Oh, you're the dueling agent of the House of Langs? Oh ....... Are you here to get rid of me by any chance?

 Looking at Tida, the girl smiled and said the words as if she wanted to die.

 Her appearance overlapped with her mentor from a while ago. It's the same as when he was smiling in pain while helping many patients with 《Level Up》.

 Is that why?
 Even though he doesn't understand the situation, his master, who seems to understand only what he has to do, interrupts the conversation.

''No, it's not. We're here to help you.

 He said that and stepped ahead of Tida.
 The girl just didn't seem to understand the meaning of those words.

'To help me ......?'
Yeah. Come on, let's get out of here together. There's no reason for you to keep doing this to yourself in this place.

 The master tried to hold the girl's hand that had turned into fire.
 Then the girl seemed to understand the meaning of the word 'help' and pulled her hand away to escape.

'Thank you, masked man. But I can't go.''
'Can't go ......? Why?
'If I leave this room, the light will be lost from this city. That's all the more reason for me to be here.
It's .......

 The same words I had expected to hear came out of the girl's mouth.

 --Now, let's get to the point.

 I guess I wanted to talk about this (...) here, and Tida was hiding the persuasion part of her plan.
 I remain motionless and static. Both looseness and my mouth tighten properly.

 Then Tida adds to the story to my master, who flinches and goes silent.

'Kanami. All the happiness in this city is made up of this guy's fire. And no matter how 'the one who steals the reason for the fire', if you are too far from the city, that flame cannot be sustained.

 For a master, it would be the part that he dared not think about.
 It would be relentlessly passed on.

'If Fania loses its lights, it will undoubtedly fall into disrepair just like the surrounding cities. For it would lose not only its lights, but also its means of processing iron and its means of defending the city. That outcome is not one that 'steals the reason for the fire' would want.

 When he heard the word "surrounding city", his master's body shook.
 He must be remembering the miserable state of the city that he had seen during his journey. Tida also read his mind and continued to supplement it.

'I see. If you've seen it, then you're talking fast. Most of the people who are now in Fania have all fled from the devastation. They fled and fled and fled, and finally found a place here - a Fania where her sacrifice kept them alive. Kanami, before you reach out, imagine this carefully. The more than 10,000 people who were finally saved from death are reduced to the depths of despair again. If you take out the Thieves of Fire, Fania's way of life will collapse, the rule of law will lose its meaning, everyone will suffer from hunger, and the weak will return to that city, humiliated and waiting to die.

 It wasn't just words.
 Tida let the 《Dark》 spread, and the darkness enveloped Master's surroundings. Furthermore, he let the mud flow out of his body and surrounded his master's feet with slush.
 The 《Variable》 that was the same 《Variable》 was now interfering with Master's mind.

''The greatest misfortune of all is the loss of the means to alleviate the illness of the 'Devil's Poison'. The suffering of that illness should be well understood by the princess there. I hope you'll consider ...... how many people's hearts were saved just by alleviating the pain. Pain is the greatest fear that can weaken a person's heart.

 I came up to the conversation, but Master didn't look away.
 Thanks to his family, Sister Yotaki, he must have imagined the suffering of the illness of The Demon Poison more deeply than anyone else.

''However. At the same time, there is no doubt that the One Who Steals the Reason of Fire is terribly unhappy. After all, she has been forced to keep creating flames in such a dimly lit subterranean place - nearly three years now. She hadn't been fed even a piece of bread in all those years. After repeated experiments, she found that the energy required for the Stealer of Reason to live was despair. She continues to be shown nightmares in the name of life extension, instead of food. Every night she is shown the corpses of her own family, made to regret it to the point of madness, and unable to die, she continues to spit flames from the back of her throat. Naturally, I want you to think twice about this one. And--

 Tida does her best to make him hesitate to help 'the one who steals the reason for the fire'.

 Is that really the right choice? And, as if swirling his master's mind around, he spoke out of the messy future before retreating.

'We're running out of time (・・・・・・・・), Kanami. Now, here and now, give me your 'answer'. What do we do now?

 We are in the middle of hostile territory.
 We can't afford to waste a second of our lives for our own safety.

 This is Tida's plan.
 He wanted to hear his master's true intentions on the spur of the moment, so he took away the time to let him calculate his self-defense.
 'The one who steals the logic of darkness' is well aware of it. There is nothing more important to bring out the darkness in a person than to take away the leeway.

 --and slowly Master moves in as Tida and I watch.

 Master's reaction was quick.
 He approached The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire as if he didn't need to answer, and touched his fiery hand this time. Even if the palm of his hand was burned, he clenched it tightly and strongly.

''What, what--?

 In front of the astonished 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire', Master drags the 'Dark' and 'Variable' from 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Darkness' in front of him as he continues to talk about the continuation of what he said earlier.

''Listen. The lives of everyone in this city are important, but that doesn't mean that you aren't important.''

 Tida and I both listened carefully and listened to our master's heartfelt words.

'I want you to be the happiest person in town,'

 The girl on the other side of the room must have realized that her master was speaking his mind, just as we were.
 Realizing that it wasn't a joke or a seduction, she slowly shook her head, though her cheeks were stained.

'No. ....... I don't deserve that, I don't deserve that. Happiness is not something I can ...... do.
'Yeah, I know. I don't know what you've done before and I don't know what you've done before, but I can tell you that you're really not qualified (・・・・・) in the thin air. When I look at you, I can relate to you ...... kind of, I can relate to you so much. Just like Tida there, we're the same, so ......
We're the same?

 Same.
 Even from my point of view as a third party, there are many times when the two of us overlap.
 I even feel as if I am reflected in a "mirror".

 The girl now must be feeling the sympathy peculiar to 'the one who steals reason'.

But just because you don't qualify doesn't mean you've lost your desire to be happy ....... That feeling isn't going to go away ...... no matter how many times you crush it! I didn't go away!

 With that sympathy, the master decided that the 'one who steals the reason for the fire' was lying about his feelings.
 Whether it was a figurehead or not, the girl expressed her emotions and abjectly refuted him.

''--! S-So, if you understand so much, why don't you leave me alone ......? I can't help myself anymore: ......! I've made a lot of people unhappy, so I have a 'duty' to help a lot of people. We also have a 'responsibility' to get this mighty power. So, we need to keep crushing our selfishness to be happy. All the way here: ......!
I have that 'duty' and 'responsibility' thing, too. That's why I'm going to help you from now on. I don't care what you say, I'm going to help you.
Oh no, that's selfish ......!

 Hearing his master's unwillingness to discuss it, the One Who Steals Fire's Reason becomes enraged and tries to back off again.
 However, his hand remains in his grasp and cannot move even a twitch.

''--?

 Master grabbed the flaming hand that would have been insubstantial and would not let go.

 This surprises me as well.
 I wonder how he does it.
 I think it's an application of the dimensional power in the example: .......

 The one who steals the logic of fire wants to brush his hand away, but he doesn't have the power to do so.
 I'm going to have to try again to get a verbal rebuttal from the one that steals the reason for the dimension.

'...... Could it be that you are trying to be a hero? Then it's a huge inconvenience. You'll just play the hero, do something irrevocably stupid and make a lot of people unhappy ...... someday, and end up like me now! I can see that!
Maybe. Maybe, but I'm not letting go of my hand. --I want to help you. Because if I don't help you, I won't be able to help those people up there. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't help them from the moment I came to know you. So please, let me help you now. Please. ......
Oh, please, ......?

 Even in an argument, 'the one who steals the reason for the fire' begins to be pushed and defeated.

 It's probably over by now.
 She's exactly the same as she was one day, and now her face is bright red.
 After years of being trapped in prison, losing hope, and telling herself that it's her destiny, the hero she's been waiting for deep down in her heart all along has come to her rescue. There was no way I could resist that temptation.

 ...... But not "help" or "I want to help", but "let me help you"?

 What the Master is saying is simple. In order to feel good about helping the people in the city who live up there now, you have to help the people who are suffering the most in this city first - it's about emotional priorities.

 But I think there's one problem with that.
 From my point of view, as I'm good at reading people's faces, the person who is suffering the most in this city is my master.
 Undoubtedly, the Master is lying about his feelings more than 'the one who steals the reason for the fire'. Everything you just uttered is what you have been told (・・・・・・・・・). Master understands this himself, so he looks a little bitter, even though he is still in the middle of helping people.

 I blush, as does 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire'.
 Then, in my mind, I say, "Oh. I love it, after all,' as I mutter to myself, the battle between 'That which steals the reason of dimension' and 'That which steals the reason of fire' is being settled.

''It's a cold hand. Even if it is, I won't let go, is it ....... You're really the same as me, aren't you ......?
That's right. We're the same, we're friends.
Friends. That's why I've been lying to you for a while now: ......

 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire' lowered his eyes and was acutely aware of how special his master was.
 However, he still couldn't seem to honestly ask for help, and he admitted his surrender in a cute and distant way.

'I never, ever want to be happy ....... But if there is any other way to help the people up there ....... Then I will .......
'Don't worry, we'll help you all together. I'm not fully in my power yet, but I'll make sure you're happy to be out of here. I promise.

 Master lightly undertaken.

 Certainly, with that 《Level Up》, even if it's impossible to process iron and lights, he can at least provide some relief. No, perhaps with the knowledge of the other world in the example, he might even have the confidence to solve the problem of iron processing and other problems. Without a doubt, it's light because he has some alternative plan.

 Seeing that master's appearance, 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire' could only stop himself from continuing and nodded 'yes'.

 Now the persuasion was a success. Master smiled with relief and laughed with the red-faced and embarrassed 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire'.

'............'

 In the midst of watching that moment of success, my mind was buzzing strangely. I felt as if 'demonic poison' was entwined in my limbs, and I couldn't stop being filled with anxiety.
 For some reason, I didn't feel like I could keep this promise at all. These two were doomed to such a fate that their true intentions would never be intermingled forever. ......


'--Congratulations, Kanami.


 Applause rang out.

 Tida was also smiling, more pleased than anyone else with the success of his persuasion in this short time.
 Only, with that expression on his face, he was able to make the dark magic--

So far, so good, so good. But not yet. What you do next is very important to me. --The Dark.

 Release.
 All the 《Flame God's Stone》 attached to this spacious basement are released from the darkness and the flame lights are turned on. Furthermore, the color of the lines of stone that were between the walls and the ground also change from red to black.

 Something that should never be done while in seclusion is done, and I turn my killing eyes to Tida.
 He took it with a smile and disappeared, his body melting into the new shadows created by the lights.