Star Magic 《Revan》.
　The first thing I remembered was Nosfi's 《Replacement Light (Lily Life Northfield)》 from 『The One Who Steals the Reason of Light』.

　Naturally, since we are both sisters of the same 'Jewelcrus', our properties are very similar.

　However, there is no doubt that LilyLife Northfield and Revan are different.
　The former is carried on its back as a substitute, while the latter is snatched and stolen by force.
　The idea is the same, but the more vicious one is the star magic "Revan".

　-- only because of its viciousness, my magic power is a foul amount.

　However, even in the face of that 《Revan》 magic power, Hitaki-chan sighed with a terribly boring "...... haha".
　She doesn't care about my ever-increasing magical power and speaks very leisurely.

''To this point, the power of the bond. ...... Really, you're for your brother. Rastiara, there is no such convenient power (thing) anywhere in the world. You are just made to believe that there are things that don't exist.

　I guess it's because we have a conflict of interest that we don't go after the leapers who escaped.
　He dismisses my story as 'child trickery' and stares at the light pouring down from the ground floor stairwell.

'And now your brother has come back to life. The two words that were passed down to him were 'immortality'. After all, not a single letter changed on the last page of Nosfi Fuzzy Yards. Of course, your final days from now on will not change either. The destination of the 'price' of [the one you love the most dies] is you alone. That magic power you gathered will soon be in vain.

　It looks like he's not speaking only to me.
　Probably including the 'slice' that is now behind me, Hitaki-chan is speaking to me as well.

　And having been confronted with the undeniable truth by her, the "slice" has no choice but to turn its gaze to me, as per the rules. The reckoning of the 'curse' that had been stagnant for so long has begun.
　The 'price' is 'death'.
　Just like Hitaki's words, the target is me alone.

''Kutaku......''

　My knees shook with dizziness as I stood and felt unnatural physical discomfort.
　It was too unreasonable to take a life, but for the second time I am less upset.

　-- this malfunction is proof that Kanami and I are 'real'.

　Now that I know the meaning of collection, I am willing to accept the hiccup.

The 'curse' proves ....... So we have to run away?

　Hitaki-chan, who knows exactly what's going on inside and my condition, asks me a question. Thinking that it's quick and easy to talk, I pull out the 'Tenken Noah' from my waist and tell her about the roadblock.

''Yeah ....... I'll bide my time until everyone else is out of the way.

　Seeing my figure, Hitaki turned her face down and muttered.
　At the same time, the ice blade extending from her arm began to move.

''Even if you procrastinate, nothing will change. Nothing anymore ......--''

　The battle resumed, and the ice blade I had been using against Ryner was next to attack me.
　Its shape varies, sometimes branching out at the tips and biting me from up, down, left and right like a living thing.

　I flick it with my sword and manage to defend myself. One minute the ice blade is bent like a whip, and the next it is attacking me again. I flicked it again with my sword, and flicked it, and flicked it - and as I flicked it, I felt warm (lukewarm).

　Without a doubt, Hitaki is not really fighting.
　I couldn't feel any motivation at all.
　She didn't even look down and look at me.

　It probably means that she doesn't even have to get serious.
　In fact, the ice blade is moving too fast for my eyes to catch up with it. It's hard to believe that Ryner was fighting evenly just a few moments ago, each movement is so sharp.

　It's more than enough of an attack to kill me in my slump.
　I don't need Fafner and Serdra's support, I just need to wait a few more tens of seconds and I'll be killed, giving the 'Stealers of Reason' time to chase after my people.

　If this was the case, there was no doubt that it would happen.
　So, I will immediately move on to the next phase (...) of [Revan].

''--Fresh blood magic [Helmina Neisha]

　In truth, I wanted to spend it all in a big way, dressed up one by one, as both a hobby and a time-saver. However, I realized that it was not going to work out that way, so I hurriedly moved forward with my "Six-Step Thousand Year Plan".

　With a thumping heart, I dug up the memories of "people" from the connected "magic stone lines" and brought them down to my body. It's a technique only for the "Magic Stone Human (Jewelculus)" that I once used against Snow and Kanami in the "Dance Tournament".

　A mist of blood arises from the small wounds on my body, and the Hermina Neisha-san of a thousand years ago is reconstructed in me.
　And while matching the blade of ice with the sword, I utter the names of a thousand years ago one after another.

''--《Romis Neysha," ''Sven Hoozeyars," ''Elsevni Lands," ''Arto Tiana," ''Olumgar Turke," ''Reynand Vols," ''Rulon Hoozeyars. --

　I rattled off not only the great men of the research profession, but also the heroes of the combat profession.
　Their battle experiences overlapped in my mind and became a bundle, like the pages of a book - and then my nose started to bleed.

　I've had the experience of letting 'people' down in multiples, but this was the first time I'd ever seen such a large group of people.
　The blood flow must have accelerated too much, and the overburdened blood vessels were bursting one by one from the smallest ones. Furthermore, from what I saw with my 'Pseudo-God's Eye'


[Status]
　HP1158/1221 MP5324/562
[Status]
　HP1158/1189 MP9745/562
[Status]
　HP1145/1145 MP18762/562


　My life was being chipped away in inverse proportion to the magic power that was swelling without limit.
　Seeing my appearance, Fafner, who was quietly watching the situation, raised his voice.

''Heh, Helmina-san ......?　You guys can also go to ......?　Oh, ahhh, ahhh, ......!

　Fafner, the 'one who steals the reason for blood', is also a blood expert just like Helmina Neisha.
　Seeing my current state of affairs, he seems to have noticed that there is a different 'someone'.
　Furthermore, he also noticed how it works and what it means, and he suddenly began to moan and lament.

　I knew that I had provoked some kind of trauma, but I couldn't afford it either, so I ignored it and proceeded to ignore it.

　I've now called out all the greats around the start of the new calendar year, but it's still not enough.
　I also utter names that I have never brought down to my body and continue to pile on.

'-- "Sheikh Rinker," "Elizabeth Volus," "Ana Siddharq," "Quaratu Kaikwola," "Cagliostro Senx"--

　That massive influx of experience was beyond my tolerance, no matter how 'made up' I was. My head and blood were so full, I felt like I was going to cry blood tears, not just blood from my nose.
　I knew it. Originally, my blood had been written with the 'Technique' to the limit, and there was no margin for error. A year ago, 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire' Arti had warned me about this.

　But the experience of the "Tiara Fuzzyards" that I "befriended" a few days ago -- no, the experience of fighting until today tells me that there is another place to write.

　-- if I were to write, I would be better suited to the soul than to the blood (・・・・・).

　According to that experience, I will write in my soul the heroes that I can't call with my mouth.
　I kept writing and writing and writing and writing in my soul, which will one day become a 'magic stone' - lightly over a hundred.

　Having gained so much battle experience, I was gradually able to deal with the ice blades that I couldn't follow with my eyes.

　However, even if the ice blade didn't touch my body, the blood would still flow.
　According to Tiara-sama's knowledge, the capillaries in the thin part of the mucous membrane were ruptured by the overuse of the blood. Indeed, when I listen carefully, my heartbeat in my chest is uncommonly fast.

　However, I can't care about the nosebleeds. I know where the damage is, so I use the uncensored 《Cure Fool》 to repair it from time to time, and then wipe the bottom of my nose.

　I keep repeating the damage and recovery, while continuing to thicken the blood mist endlessly.
　Hitaki-chan was watching that situation intently.

''If you won't ...... run away, there's no reason to stop. Keep going.

　The expressionless Hitaki-chan doesn't break the margin of strength.
　I guess she intends to take my full strength head on and then overwhelmingly defeat me and reduce my will to fight.

　Taking advantage of that leeway, I keep chanting the names of the heroes from New Year 0001 to New Year 1000 as I fight. I keep chanting and chanting and chanting and chanting - and at the end of it, I reach a name I know well.

'-- "Fenrir Arrais," "Will Rinker," "Glen Walker," "Luca Helvilleshein," "Elmiraad Siddharq," "Franlle Helvilleshein, --

　When I reached the last generation of the 'Sword Sage', I was already able to deal with the ice blades perfectly.
　I even had the time to mix the names of my favorite friends in my favor while dispelling all the irregular blades that attacked me from up and down and left and right.

''-- [Diablo Sith], [Maria Distolas], [Snow Walker], [Rainer Helvilshain]--''

　Now I have no more regrets.
　I'm going to finish the fourth stage of the Sixth Step Thousand Year Plan, and I'm going to put seven names of the last knights of the Hoosiers in a row - and I'm going to finish the fourth stage of the Sixth Step Thousand Year Plan.

Persiona Quager, Hein Helvirshine, Monet Vinci, Serra Raydiant, Lagne Caiquira, Hopes Jokl and Palinkulon Legacy. --

　Finally, he concludes with the name of a boy.

The Apostle Legacy.

　At that time, Hitaki-chan, who hadn't made the slightest movement in front of the magic power of the 《Revan》, reacted with a twitch.
　Swinging her right arm backwards, she stopped the ice blade that seemed to be moving automatically and asked me a question.

'Legacy ......?　Here, 'Apostle' Legacy?

　That surprise was the same for me.
　When he uttered the words 《Apostle Legacy》, the blood he had pumped out was mixed with a message to Hitaki-chan. In other words, he had read about this happening a thousand years ago.

　And when I read that message from Legacy, I sympathized - badly - with it.

"'--I knew that you guys would use me and throw me away.

　Speaking for her was the 'answer' that Tiara-sama spoke when she and 'Apostle' Legacey parted ways.
　It was a continuation of that.

"'It's not because I've given up fighting that I'm willing to do that, I said. It was because I thought that the wishes of a 'person' living in this 'world' ...... including my desire to 'play' were the only thing that could rival yours.

　A thousand years ago, Lady Tiara and 'Apostle' Legacy were both accomplices.

　Although their paths had parted along the way, they were very similar. Not only did they have similar interests, but their beliefs were close. In my personal opinion, they had respect for each other's paths.

"'We as 'apostles' will always lose. But life isn't just about winning and losing. Some things can come true by losing (・・・・・・・・・・). The strength of a 'man' is that he survives and is passed on to the next. That's what I (...) --

　Their paths, once parted, now cross with the vessel that is me as a dot.

"--I know (...), I know (...) --Star magic, the line (...)

　Then, I declared my magic name.
　At the same time, the thick blood mist around me converged in my body and my magic 'humanization' was accomplished.

　It's also a type of "turning back into a human being" from the "Jewelculus" is also a type of "turning back into a human being".
　However, unlike the other reversions, it doesn't have any of the strengths of a monster. However, I should have gotten the strength of a 'human' instead.

　The effect of this star magic 《Line》 is simple.
　To connect and superimpose all of the experiences of the heroes, all of their experiences.

　--and this state is the end point of the 'Magic Stone Human (Jewelcrus)'.

　Only, Hitaki continues to stare at my 《Revan》 and 《Line》 power with a cold expression.
　I want to change those eyes that seem to be watching a cliché play in some distant auditorium, so I construct a magic.

''-- Resonant Magic [Flame]

　The resonant magic that I used against the runaway Elmirado, this time I was alone in performing it.
　The amount of "magic formula" that makes this possible is now engraved in my soul with the "line".
　The amount of magic power is also more than enough thanks to the "Revan".

　First of all, the Heavenly Sword Noah is clothed in flames, creating a huge pillar of fire that reaches the ceiling. Continuing on, as if to imitate Maria's 《Flame Flamberge》, I swing that flaming sword to the side.

　With the entire ice blade, Hitaki-chan is swallowed by the giant flame, and vapors that seem to explode fill the space on the first floor.

　The high temperature, which is comparable to that of Maria-chan, caused the ice blade of the "One Who Steals the Reason of Water" to melt and also evaporate.
　The power of that "Flame" made Fafner, who was watching the situation from behind, spill out his voice.

''Hi, a swing ......!　This is the power of Helmina: ......?

　Knowing Hitaki's abilities, he couldn't believe that the blade of ice had been scraped off so easily like this.
　And there he connected the presence of Helmina Neisha to it, and his whole body trembled.

　That question of Fafner's was answered by Hitaki, who was in the steam.

'Yes, Fafner. This is where the Neysha family's research was ...... supposed to end up. However, it seems that the 'blood power' that started with Helmina-san and Romis has been completely taken away by Tiara.
The research continued after that ......, but it was taken away from me and connected to this ...... girl?　Come to think of it, even then, there was ...... next to it.

　When the vapors cleared, there was Hitaki-chan, unharmed, as she should be.
　She continued to explain to her companions in a matter-of-fact manner.

''It's the convergence of all magic power, all attributes, and all experience through 'blood power'. With that, the pseudo 'star power' ...... No, this is already the official 'star magic' that should be fine. It's not me, not that woman, it's her now--

　However, before that explanation is finished, the man who understood how the power works calls out to him from behind.

''-- A duplicate (replica) of the tiara, that's absurd. If you continue, the vessel will surely break.

　Mixed in with the spreading vapors, before he knew it, Serdra was close by.
　And with his thick arms outstretched, he was about to grab me. I respond to his advice with my signature body-enhancing magic.

I know. It's a good idea to use it now. --"I know, so I'm going to use it now.

　The magic that was activated by the same procedure as before permeates my entire body.

　A layer of 《Growth Extended》, which draws out a power that exceeds the limits of even just the limit, is piled on top of each other--next to the nasal cavity is the trachea at the back of the throat, which is flooded with blood. I use Cure Fool without chanting to heal the damage to my trachea and gulp down all the blood that has flooded my mouth. I grit my teeth and clench my free hand.

　Then, with the best physical enhancement of his life, he slammed his all-out fist into the palm of Seldra's hand.
　At the same time as the contact, the Hoozeyards Castle shook loudly.
　A ripple of vibrations propagates through the air and cracks in the floor at his feet.

　Both of Serdra's eyes widened in astonishment.
　He was probably confident in his physical strength, a characteristic of a dragonborn (Dragon Newt). However, I was the one who competed with him in a push-off between his bare hands.

　Seldora's huge body was launched, leaving just enough distance for him to use his magic.
　I won't let that opportunity pass me by.

''Flame Arrow, Water Arrow, Wind Arrow, Earth Arrow, Wood Arrow, Light Arrow, Dark Arrow--''

　Instead of layering the same magic on top of each other, they stirred up another magic altogether.

''--?　That's not resonant magic. This is already ......!

　Serdra noticed the preparation of the great magic and began building magic while the other side landed as well.

''That's right. This isn't resonance magic anymore.''
Talk about unsuitable magic for your size!　"Born of the blood of greed and the seed of greed is destroyed.

　As proof that he doesn't see me as a lowly person anymore, Serdra further adds to his magic power with 'chanting'.

　After all, he is a sincere and honest man.
　There are no lies or mistakes in his words. If I continue to fight like this, there is no doubt that my vessel will be broken, my body will decay and I will become nothing but a soul.

　After all, both the Revan and the Line were prepared for Rustiala Fouzouyaz who will die from the 'curse'. There is no way they are lukewarm substitutes for the safety of that body.
　The correctness of that Seldora's advice is still being confirmed by the eyes of the Pseudo-God.


【Status】
　HP713/713 MP170981/562
[Status]
　HP689/689 MP358721/562
[Status]
　HP653/653 MP729812/562


　At this point, the magic power that is increasing is more terrifying than the lives that can be cut down.
　Perhaps, but this number will not stop until the population of the 'world' is multiplied by a thousand years.

''Devour until you starve!''　--Dragoon Ardar!
The star spell, the magic arrow.

　Serdra generated a mass of 'dragon wind' that was even more than when he dealt with Snow.
　The wind packed into that small sphere was instantly recognizable as a storm so large that it could cover not just a city, but a country.

　In response to his full-bodied blow, I released a spell called 'Magic Arrow' without any twists or turns.
　The shape is an arrow, just as the word suggests. The size is not so different from a real arrow, too. However, the arrow was filled with as much as Serdra's 《Dragoon Ardor》.

　The magic power of the basic attributes of not only wind, but also fire, water, earth, and wood were intertwined and condensed within the 《Magic Arrow》. And they were not in conflict, but in harmony. Hence, its colors would not be as dark as Lagne-chan's, sucking in the light.

　It shone like a star in the night sky.
　Drawing a trajectory like a meteor, it made contact with the 《Dragoon Ardar》.
　Then, just like when he met his palms and fists earlier, they were antagonized again for a moment.

''Oh, heavy ......?''
I mix things up. ......!

　As magicians, we can understand the response.
　The 《Magic Arrow》 had an unusual weight on it. It wasn't because I failed to handle the star-attribute magic, but because I succeeded in controlling it. I controlled the star magic perfectly and forcefully pushed back Seldra's "Dragoon Ardor" - and won the competition.

　The small magical arrows completely drowned out the huge wind sphere.
　On the contrary, it sucked in all of the unattributed magic power that was supposed to dissipate, gaining even more power and heading towards Serdra.

　Seldora, who was focused on the 《Dragoon Arder》, couldn't avoid it.
　The magic arrow touched his hard skin - it didn't pierce, but the impact blew his body far away. If possible, I want to make Seldra unable to fight as it is, and I try to take a step in pursuit, but it is blocked by the magic of his companions.

''--[Blood Arrow]!

　As I tried to advance, a rain of arrows constructed of blood fell on me.
　It was like improvised magic, but it was never something I could ignore and pass by. I took a second step, while Fafner joined Seldra.

'Ce, Seldra!　Are you okay!
'It's okay. ...... Just need to change my thinking a bit.

　As Seldra staggered, Fafner tried to lend a shoulder to her.
　Surprisingly, the two men were as concerned for each other as best friends were for each other. And only when talking to Seldra does Fafner's language become polite, and he's more like a different person than ...... returning to his senses.

　I lightly follow the red 'thread' and read their relationship with the skill 'reading'.
　There was an unexpected meeting and battle between the two of them. But before I could get through the story, a thick killing spirit pierced me.

　Serdra put her hand in the empty space, like Kanami's 'possessions'.
　Not only is her body strong, but she also seems to use magic dexterously in a variety of ways. And from his 'possessions' he took out a large halberd.

　Even if I just lightly read Seldora's life now, I could see that he didn't have many scenes where he relied on his weapons. It was also very rare to see his expression showing his canine teeth in a fighting spirit, as it is now.

　In other words, The One Who Stole the Truth of Nothingness was now serious.
　The one that steals the truth of blood is also serious, and you can tell from his or her expression that he or she is trying to get serious with me.

''Huh, hmph. ......

　I was so happy that I couldn't help but smile.
　Not long ago, I was not the opponent of 'The One Who Steals the Reason', but I'm making them take me seriously against these two. I felt a little sense of accomplishment and freedom in that fact.

'I feel like I can do anything now: ......

　Of course, the magic and technology that makes the two of them get serious is all borrowed.
　Even I, the person who fits them, is a 'fiction', and this battle itself - to be honest, it can be called a farce.

　Knowing this, I grab the Heavenly Sword Noah and run out as fast as I can.

　The first thing I do is to align my blade with the waiting Seldora halberd.
　The Fafner next to me was trying to generate a blood puppet to create an advantage in numbers. In the back, I can also see Hitaki generating a new blade of ice. Not wanting to let that happen, I left Seldora behind and jumped in close to the two who were trying to take charge of the rear guard. Though I'm naturally surrounded by the three of them, I continue to fight strong.

　-- and I had a smile on my face the entire time of the fight.

　This fight is a farce, after all.
　This fight is a farce, and we're all working from a book script.
　I know.

　-- but that doesn't mean I think there's no freedom at all.

　Due to the nature of Revan and the Rhine, I am now fighting for the world on my back.
　Furthermore, the three opponents I'm fighting are three 'reason-stealers' who can shake the world by themselves.
　This situation is the very heroic tale that I longed for as a child - although it was only a few years ago for the four year old me - anyway, it is the very heroic tale that I longed for as a child.

''Hmm, hmm, haha--''

　Even though we were in the middle of a battle, memories of that cathedral come to mind.
　That classroom under the blue sky.
　Those days when the ridiculously enthusiastic Mr. Hein-san would read out an adventure play, and occasionally Sera and Ragne would come to visit and enjoy various books with me.

　The most memorable of them all is still Tiara-sama's lore.
　The battles of a thousand years ago are all things that I can only think of as a joke, like a fairy tale - but that's why I remember reading them desperately, with my heart racing as a child.

　-- in a cage full of claustrophobia, I was truly free only while reading those stories.

　For example, the lore of defeating a large tree-fork that could reach the heavens with a single fingertip.
　That's exactly the same battle I'm currently engaged in.

　Fafner, the one who steals the reason for blood, created a specially made giant doll because he thought that ordinary blood dolls would be crushed quickly. Towards this blood doll that has swollen to the limit of the first floor of the Foozeyers, I point my fingertips at the blood doll, and extend the Demon Sword of 'Magic Materialization' and swing it down with great force.

　While the blood puppet bursts, the 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Nothingness' Serdra builds the 《Dragoon Arder》 with even more magic power. At this point, it's already powerful enough to be called continent-shattering magic. In response to that, I'm going to attack with the continent-shattering "Magic Arrow" as well.

　The clash of joking magic and magical power caused my vision to shake like an earthquake.

　The scene was exactly the same as Tiara-sama's lore.
　And in the midst of that free battle, my eyes met with hers.

Firefly!
Iced flamberge

　But my sword couldn't reach it.
　Before I could swing it away, several ice blades were caught in between, preventing me from doing so.

　The only thing that could reach it was my gaze.
　Hitaki-chan had a terribly boring look on her face.
　That expression would prove that Hitaki is the only one who isn't serious right now. Compared to the other two, she still has plenty of time to spare.
　I knew it, but even though I've come this far, I'm still not enough.

　So now I'm going to lose.
　And I'm going to die.
　That's what was decided a thousand years ago.
　My only task is to leave a record of this battle in my soul.

　But that didn't matter anymore. The procedure, the rules, everything is out of my mind. What is important now is my story of surviving in this 'world'. Every moment of it is simply--.

Are you having fun?　Rastiara, this stuff?
'Fun (...). I feel so good right now. ......

　When our eyes met, Hitaki read my mind again.
　I smile and nod back as best I can.

　Instantly, Hitaki's face distorts and becomes grim.
　Even if the fight itself wasn't painful, she seemed to have a hard time looking at me.

''Fufu, hahaha--!

　I continue to laugh and try to tell her that I'm not lying.

'Ha, ha!　Hah, hah, hah--!

　But I'm out of breath from forcing myself to laugh.
　The smell of iron seeps from the back of my throat and the landscape spins dizzyingly.
　I am now facing 'death' along the lines of the written word from a thousand years ago. But--

'Finally, finally, finally ......!　Finally (...)!

　As I fought, the memories came back to me.
　The books in the cathedral where I was trapped as a child - not just the books in the cathedral where I was trapped as a child.
　Even in the tower where I was locked up as a child, 'I' had read a lot of books.

　I loved books.
　I longed for the "world" of books.
　I had always dreamed of it.
　And what came before me was "The Gentiles".

　-- Before I died, I was finally (...) able to get inside the book.

-- "-- "Flame", "Ice", "Wind", "Earth", "Wood", "Light", "Dark", "Water" --

　My life became the 'compensation' for this, and the magic power of the stars that I reached for the first time today rapidly became familiar with my body. The magical power of various attributes such as fire, water, wind, wind, earth, wood, light and darkness became one, and this was the magical power of Rustyala Foodsayers.

　It was colored like a white rainbow circle that framed the sun.
　That magic power is clothed in the Heavenly Sword Noah.

　At that time, the fingertips of the hand that supports the book are opposite to the hand that rolls up the book. The fingertips of the supporting hand felt the bundle of pages as thin.
　The skill 'Reading' tells me.
　There are only a few pages left.
　The end is near.

　But I believe and read on.