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　I give the brown-skinned 'reaper' my thoughts on the day.
　Naturally, the reaper, who had been left out of the group, pouted and begged me to take him on a hot spring trip as well.
　Forced to accompany me tomorrow, the first day of the holiday would really be over this time.
　Really, it was a good day.
　All the battles were over, the cleanup work was over, and the holiday was very 'relieving' with all the idle banter.
　This is the first day when I can be truly convinced that we are finally going to be happy.
　I (me), the "hero" of Rastiara, have been living "happily" for a long time to come. What a complaint that comes to mind in the following--


　Impossible.

　I shook my head to myself as I added to the fill-in-the-blank.
　It wasn't unnatural to have conducted the day's closing with the Reaper. But then I'd have to explain why the Reaper came out at this hour. To add to the story, you need to tell the story of Noi, or else the 'contradiction' is huge.
　Then we're done here--.


"-- On that night (・・・・・), 'Noi El Lieberrul' suddenly appeared.
　She was a stern girl who was worthy of being called the Lord of the World. Her magical power and presence was unmatched by Yotaki, and her eyes and sharpness of will rivaled Tiara's.
　Reaper was the only one among his companions who had interacted with that Noi. That's why his audience with her was fulfilled and his recommendations would come to pass.
　If you really feel that it is a 'happy' holiday, then I hope that you (Noi) will spend the same time with her and heal the wounds in your heart. The Reaper tries to work on the girl who has sacrificed herself for a thousand years--


　Stop the skill 'writing'.

............

　After all, there's no need to force myself to change the rest of today's "The Story of Rustyala".
　Noi has really messed up and won't read the rest of the story anymore.
　He's supposed to keep his promise to the Reapers exactly as he promised, to keep himself and his mind safe.

　If no one is going to read it, the writing will instantly stop moving forward. Above all, if you try to override an entity as powerful as Serdra or Noi with "writing," you will inevitably leave a "mark.
　It is better to leave them as they are than to leave them unnatural.
　It's better to continue to write a natural story without any traces.

What am I doing now?

　-- That night (・・・・・), in Maria's room, the Reaper, looking around in confusion, listens.

　Now, me and the Reaper are facing each other alone.
　Noi is gone, as if it was just the two of us from the beginning.

'She's already escaped into me. I shut my eyes, covered my ears, closed my mouth, and stopped sneakily reading, just like the Reaper said. --Reaper wins.

　By lightly rubbing his own torso, both of the Reaper's eyes tell him where the being he's looking for is now.
　Hearing this, the Reaper takes a deep breath to regain his composure and understand the current situation.

It's a good thing that ......, I know that I've beaten that guy and his demands have been met. And also the fact that the magic called 《Black Shift》 has painted over a lot of things. It's just that, more than I thought, I don't know, that ......
The Black Shift isn't that useful of a spell. You can't just 'forget' anything that's convenient for you. That kind of magic shouldn't exist.

　What the Reaper was supposedly worried about was 'having his very existence erased' by the magic of the ancient and powerful 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Dimension'.
　However, the only magic he was actually exposed to was visual and magical blackness.
　The counterattack was weaker than I had expected, and it seemed to be anticlimactic.

　Noi wishes that 'it didn't happen' and 'it didn't happen', but she doesn't really want to erase anything. Basically, she's just a girl who talks.
　She understands.
　She understands the weight of what it means to 'pretend it never happened'.

　If you really want to "undo it," you have to chant with your whole life and sincerely hope that "I will never (...) undo it.
　Sacrificing everything else, seriously, to live through--

'All she did was groping through an embarrassing black history notebook and filling it with pen. She's good at that sort of thing.
'What?　Kuh, black history and ......?
'Well ....... The one that makes you scream a load of oohs and aahs before you go to bed, remembering your embarrassing failure.
Oh, yeah. Then I guess I can kind of understand.

　As I explain the power, the strength is released from the Reaper's body.

　However, the explanation right now is a bit of an under-declaration.
　The magic called 《Black Shift》 is indeed weak.
　However, the important thing in magic is application and combination. This time, I'm doing a combo of magic and skill. Even if it's only a blackened effect, if I use "writing" to overwrite it, on the surface it will look like history is being rewritten.

　Of course, time has not been rewound and the facts of what happened have not changed. However, when it comes to observations from other dimensions, such as the future or the past, it is quite deceptive.

　The Reaper would also be able to see that power faintly through the unique senses of a dimensional wizard.
　Although it was anticlimactic, he would not let his guard down if there was no threat.

　Even if the magic is weak, he seems to find its use and mentality troubling.

'...... that guy. He's in worse shape than when I saw him a month ago.

　The Reaper is concerned and speaks without mentioning Noi's name.
　He may complain about the details, but he doesn't seem to want to hound me excessively.

'Yes, I do. It's a far cry from when she was so dignified in front of the Reaper a month ago. But I think that's who she is.

　As I talked about this, I remembered the "past".
　This is the memory of a month ago, the topic of conversation now.
　If we read these two months' memories from the beginning, without destroying or skipping anything, the real "writing" would be like this.

　The memory still lingers in my brain, not to mention 'seeing past' it, and it won't leave me.


"-- It was the worst (...) weather I've ever had.

　After killing my childhood friend and sister, sacrificing Nosfi and Rustyala, and losing every 'most important thing', I continue walking aimlessly through the desolate plains.

　My body feels unsteady.
　I always feel feverish. In fact, the magic stone inside my body is hot.
　The magic stone in Lagune Kaikwola felt particularly hot.
　I knew it, I promised it, I was prepared for it, but - the moment you reach the 'summit', even if it was as brilliant as the 'treasure sky', its value will soon fade away.
　Everything loses its color, loses its taste, loses its emotion, and a continuation (...) so painful that it makes me want to jump off, awaits me, the victor--


　That's the truth.
　Furthermore, I continue to wander through the same frustration and anxiety as Maria.
　Dea worries me, Snow encourages me, and I go through the worst week of my life.


"The first day was okay.
　My mind was still buoyant, full of accomplishment, and the world was shining.
　But by the second day, my mind had already begun to shake unsteadily.
　Shaken by the tremors, the black eyes naturally began to search for their lost beloved.
　He continues to walk and walk and walk and walk, hoping that perhaps Rastiara might be alive.
　The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day, she looks for him, and on the morning of the seventh day, she cries.
　I keep crying pathetically, hoping that it's a 'dream', exactly like Maria, and that it's a 'dream', please.

　In other words, it was really dark.

　The "heavy, crushing, depressing sky" went on forever.
　All the time, all the time, everywhere and nowhere, there is no color in the sky--


　This is the real "beginning" of the story.
　Then, a week later, in the first month, the story is connected to "Noi's Story".


"A month later, I meet Noi, the former 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Dimension'.
　It was right after I had sorted out my limited mind with the skill 'Pledge of the Deepest (Di Cavernator)'. I was walking through the shopping district of the 'original world' like a sleepwalker, when I bumped into him.

　In other words, I had already met her, unbeknownst to Ms. Di Prakula and the Sith. The reason why the Apostles were not informed of this is because the 'contract' we made was made confidential.

　The premise is that Noi does not trust his apostles.
　It's not because of the disappointment of being manipulated by Tiara and Yotaki with 'strings' a thousand years ago.
　It was because Apostle Legacy, who was supposed to be nothing more than an insurance policy, had left his own hands and gained free will.
　Noi was wary of the two apostles, as there was a possibility that they might even stand in front of him one day.

　Incidentally, Noi and I discussed the matter at a seat in the corner of a small coffee shop.
　Daring to sip on a soda (Coke) or coffee, which I'm not good at, and giving the colorless world a little stimulation, we talked to our heart's content about the future of the world - and we hit it off very easily.

　I heard about her too tragic life, and I felt sympathy, empathy, and 'affinity' for her.
　That's why I immediately agreed to take over the role of "Lord of the World".
　For the record, I had no reason to refuse. Considering the true (...) "regrets" I found at that time, I could say that I didn't even have a clue.

　However, the important thing would be the process of getting to that point.
　The path to gather up the magic stones and reach the 'deepest part'.
　I couldn't concede that everyone was 'happy' as a continuation of Rastiara.
　She nodded deeply to that, many times.
　She, as the administrator of the world, did not concede that everyone was 'safe'.
　And I nodded deeply over and over again.

　'Happiness' and 'peace of mind'.
　Me and Noi never once disagreed, and this was another easy decision to join forces.

　It's not a metaphor, it's just what it means.
　We don't hold hands.
　We're going to superimpose that body and soul in a dimensional magical way -


　This is what happened a month ago.
　It's been going on from that page to today's situation.
　The Reaper stares at my abdomen and mutters, a little bit of regret in his eyes.

'Did he hate me?　Because Attah was an afterthought: ......
'No, that part's fine. I don't think she hates me that much. She doesn't want to talk to or meet with the apostles who are her half of the world. ...... They like the Reapers for showing up and talking to her.

　It's not a lie.
　Without a doubt, Noi trusts and adores the Reapers.
　That's why he's shocked, teased, and obeyed orders with discipline.

'...... Thanks, brother. I'm a little relieved. But still, you don't tell me the story properly, do you? I don't know if you're strong or weak.
'She's a strong person. It's just that she's simply at her limit now. For a really long time, she's been trying to save the world ...... and she's been trying to save the world. When she finally realized she could pass the baton to me, a lot of things came crashing down .......

　Originally, this world was flooded with 'demonic poison' because Noi's spirit (mind) had reached its limit.
　That Titi was swallowed up by madness in a thousand years, but she's been alive for a longer time, lightly exceeding that.
　Considering this, her spirit (mind) is rather strong.

　However, Noi is simply at the end of her rope.
　She seems to have been able to communicate very easily, but in reality, she is on the verge of losing her soul.
　The limit had passed long ago, and he had reached the 'limit beyond the limit'.

　That's why I wanted to reassure her, at least for the last time.
　I recommended 'reading' first to her, which is a good hobby for her: ......, but I guess I wasn't thinking too hard.

'It's frustrating, but the Reapers are right ....... I didn't mean to rush, but somewhere deep down I was in a hurry ....... That's what she was telling me, and I could tell.

　I thought I had successfully corrected the 'story' for Noi. But the only thing I was able to "write" was a "relief" that would dissipate if the Leeper poked me a little.

　The Reaper was right in pointing out and advising me.
　And that fact reaffirms to me that she is the one who is definitely the 'judge'.
　I, like Noi, surrendered and acknowledged her points and advice.

'Reaper, it is true that 'Aikawa Uzumi (me)' was in a hurry. I'm not going to be in a hurry to save the 'reason-stealers'. --I admit it. For the sake of her inside, I want to hurry up and cut off the magic stone and go to the 'deepest'.
...... So, you're going to take over 'Lord of the World' from her in 'The Deepest'?
"I'm going to take over and go 'beyond...' When you see me through, there will be no more 'regrets' for Noi. Finally, he should be able to 'feel safe' from his heart and disappear. The soul of Serdra can also play its final role there.

　Hearing this statement of determination, the Reaper's face slowly clouded over.
　What shook her mind would be the words 'to the deepest' or 'Lord of the World', not 'to the beyond'.
　The Reapers have helped her in various ways, but that's the only place she's always been bitter about.

'...... Hey, brother. Do we really need to go there?　You've already worked hard enough, big brother. He's right, I think he's really great. Do you think that's why your brother needs to work harder?　I don't think an older brother born in the 'other world' has any responsibility to save this world. After fighting with Uncle Seldora in the Otherworld, I don't think my brother has any more responsibility to save this world...
I haven't lived through it yet (・・・・・・・・・).

　In the end, this one word is all I have to say.
　Having cared for so many people, it came out of my mouth naturally, as a belief.

Compared to everyone else, I haven't made it through. Compared to everyone else, I haven't made it through. I'm not done yet. And yet, I can't say it's over. ...... I'm too embarrassed to say it.

　When I saw the "logic-stealers" that I had defeated, I admired and respected them, and I wanted to follow them.
　It's a very natural thing for me to do.

　--I'll live through it, too.

　I'll make sure that the "other world" that my family has caused so much trouble in will be restored.
　I'll make sure that the wishes of Diprakra that caused me so much worry will also be fulfilled.
　I will save all those who steal the truth and go to the deepest part of the world.

　While vowing to do so - I have a premonition.
　This is the premonition that gathering the power of the "logic-stealer", being called the "savior", and inheriting the "master of the world" are just passing through.
　Even now, my outstretched hand lightly reaches not only to the "other world" but also to the "original world".
　When I become the master of the world, my hand will reach farther and farther.
　I'm not sure what the limits are yet, unlike Noi, but I'll do my best to reach them.

　--I'm going to make sure it's beyond that.

　I'm not sure if I've survived as well as the others.
　I'm going to be able to change into a person who can be proud of me, like the ones who steal the truth.
　Whether or not Rustyala laughed and read the rest of what I wrote.

　I'm not doing this for anyone else, nor am I driven by need or responsibility.
　I want to make sure for myself.

...... I know how that brother feels. I want to live up to Rowen's 'best friend' because I want to live up to my 'best friend', too.

　My decision seemed to make sense to the Reapers.
　Rather, I guess I'm more of a follower imitator in all this. The story is that what Loewen was to the Leaper was Rustyala to me.

　There was a definite similarity between me and the Reapers.
　But even with that empathy, the Leeper's face was still grim and bitter.

"...... Now, Atachi and his brother have a 'connection' and their hearts are passing through each other. Even the smallest flicker of that emotion can be read as a 'story'. I think that's really fair. ...... but even so (・・・・), sometimes I still don't know what my brother is thinking. I'm very worried about what my brother is going to do: ......

　The Reaper puffs out his cheeks with all sorts of frustration - just to get it over with.

'Thank you, Reaper. Still, for keeping your 'contract' with me.

　Of all the 'contracts' she'd 'signed' with Diprakra, Sith, Serdra, Kounel, and Noi, the terms of the Reaper's 'judge role' were probably the most unreasonable.
　But it wasn't, she laughed and shook her head.

'Brother, mine isn't a 'contract', it's a 'promise'. We're working together out of trust, not interest. I wouldn't be undertaking this stuff if it wasn't for .......
The 'Promise': ......

　The Reaper, knowing me better than anyone else, tried to keep me tied up, heavier than the other five companions.
　Then she sinks into the shadows of the room with a powerful gaze that never lets go of her eyes.

'Well then, I'll call it a day. We won properly, and we got our demands met. ...... Just, brother, I'll be watching you, Attah. I'm sure you've made no mistake in your wish. So don't mistake your brother's wishes for those of your brother--

　In a somewhat nail-biting farewell, the Reaper disappeared into the darkness before I could answer.
　Even if the location wasn't the same room, he would keep track of my movements somewhere else and continue to read with his copy of the skill 'Reading'.

　I, who once made a mistake and sent my childhood friend to his death, led the world to collapse a thousand years ago, and imposed my 'promise' to my sister on someone else, will keep an eye on me - to make sure I don't make the same mistake.

'Thank you so much, Reaper. ...... I won't make a mistake. This time, I will protect you all. I'm going to protect Dia, Maria, Snow, and all of you ...... forever. I want to write a happy continuation of 'We're All Together' .......

　I sat back in the chair near the bed.
　I released the muffling wards I'd put up around Maria, meditating and digging through my recent memories.
　If it was a tricky one for the Reapers, it was more than enough of a 'happy' continuation for me.

　Feadert and Ryner surprised me with an hour-long city that was not an overnight castle due to my magic 《Wood Quake Creation (Craft)》.
　In the cathedral, the Jewelcrusters are living actively, and Sith and Diah are providing free treatment for the underprivileged.
　After confirming the success of the restoration of the Allies in the Senate, they returned to their home world. I ate, bought, and played with a lot of nostalgic foods while playing with the responsive Kounel.
　I went on a date with Dea, welcomed Snow, and had a knitting and dinner party at Maria's house.
　It was really fun.
　It was such a fun holiday that we were able to have such a good time - and we were able to have such a good time.

Now that I'm free.

　This is because Tiara and Yotaki are gone and I am the only one who can 'write'.
　I am the only one who can spin and weave the 'yarn' and write the book freely.

I can write whatever I want in this blank world--

　When I clear the game, I'll be able to get anything I want as a reward.
　In this 'other world', you can get what you can't get in the 'original world'.

You can write your true wish as you desire--

　If it's really anything to go by, I want to change my life.
　I want to turn my own failure magic (・・・・) into real (...) 'magic (...)'.

"If I really can choose the future as I please--

　He meditated and was on the verge of falling asleep.
　I felt the warmth around my neck.

　Behind me, now - Rustyala is there - behind me.

　She's holding me close.
　I can't see her face. But her face is behind my eyelids and her smile is reflected in my mind.
　Rustyala was always smiling.
　Even when she was dying, she smiled at me, telling me she loved me.
　I'm not going to be able to get a good deal more than a few of these.

　--So the magic "Tales from My World (Tales Last Tiara)" continues.

　You have to heal Yangtaki and finish your job.
　In addition, the magic Tales of My World (Tales of My Last Tiara) is still going on.

　For the past two months, I felt that the real 'magic' of strengthening the real 'magic' has been giving me strength all along.
　With the warmth of its back as support, I expand the 《Dimension》.

''There's only one such--''

　The room was pitch black, but not without any lights at all.
　The night sky could be seen through the open window.

　--The moon is out.

　It's not two or three because it's a different world, and the colors are neither red nor blue.
　I'm not going to be the only one who has been in the same situation as the original world, a single moon was shining golden and illuminating the confederacy at midnight.

''-- Magic, "Black (・・・・) Shift (...)

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　--falling asleep.

　I'm falling into a deep, deep 'dream'.

　I can't wait to fall asleep and face the second day.
　No matter how deep the sleep is, my body is still moving.
　So go to sleep.
　Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.

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　Of course, we didn't use 《Connection》 or 《Default》 because movement is one of the best parts of the trip. We took the slightly nostalgic carriage ride to the hot spring resort that Tairi-san recommends.

　And it took half a day to move.
　What awaited them beyond that point was a huge hot spring lodging area integrated with the city.

　There were hot springs with various effects springing up everywhere at an unusually narrow interval.
　The effects of those hot springs are all really interesting. There are hot water that increases magical power, and there are hot water that absorbs magical power. Next to the hot water that helps you recover from fatigue, there is a hot water that helps you accumulate fatigue.
　And I've been working on a plan to secure Fafner Helmina.
　After we say goodbye, I head to the cathedral.
　The time has finally come for me to complete the last task of the two months.
　I head to the Senate Chamber early - Kounel, Serdra, and Sis. The newcomers were already there waiting for me to arrive.
　The four of us pass through the Connection that has already been set up in the Governmental Affairs Room and Connection Repository.
　The one waiting for us after passing through that magic gate is--


Hey!　Kanami, can you hear me?　Get a grip!

　He calls out in my ear, making me jump with a jolt.

'What?　Oh, that: ......

　My senses caught up with time.
　Consciousness awakens, as if awakened from a long sleep.
　My hearing was noisy, my vision was dazzling, and the world was becoming clearer and clearer.

　My eyes were a clear reflection of where I was now.

　The clear, blue sky, with not a cloud in sight, stretched on forever.
　In contrast, the red sea spread out below me, stretching all the way to the horizon.
　There was a thin red mist, and it was staining my eyes.
　The smell, like rusty iron, invades the functioning of my nose.
　Just one breath is painful, as if my lungs have been poisoned, and I can instinctively intuitively know that the only thing that tastes bad is to touch that red.

　I knew at a glance that it was the 'Blood Land' of the matter.
　Due to the power of the 'Blood Stealer', its red volume continued to increase, and it was about to continue to spread out to no end.

　If you look to the side of your vision, a high earthen wall that must have been constructed with earthen magic - an earthen mound, this one too, with the determination to trace the horizon, continues endlessly to prevent the erosion of the Blood Land.

　Since I was standing on top of that high rampart, my "Dimension" was easy to pass through and it was easy to see the battle situation.
　Behind the earthen wall, lightly over 10,000 knights and soldiers were hurriedly working on a retreat.
　They gathered their weapons and magic tools and put them on the carriage. They stop supplying magic power to the simple 《Magic Stone Line》 and clear away the tents they had put up.
　The one who is directing and leading this is Seldora, the "acting general deputy" of the Southern United States.

　Each country is all hands on deck, interrupting the continental defense mission.
　Of course, this is a temporary suspension of our Fafner-Helmina Project, which we fear will have an impact. Since we can't guarantee the success of the mission with the Primary Attack Force, they will simply move on to the next line of defense. But even so, it would be a massive migration unmatched in wartime.
　The movement of the crowd of more than 10,000 people creates a hot wind that reaches down to the ground beneath me as I stand on high ground.

　Unlike war, it is a comfortable heat.
　The will to defend one's hometown and country, not the will to fight or kill, arouses my heart just by being exposed to it.

Kanami: "Kanami ......, is that a symptom of your thoughts on the young lady?　It looked like he was rolling up a book: ......

　The woman standing next to me, with her blueish silver hair dominating, worries about me.
　She was the wolf beastman and the proud knight of the Confederation, Sera Raydiant-san.
　She was in charge of the frontline command in the defense of 'Blood Land'. And now, she was entrusted with the task of explaining the war situation to each member of the 'Primary Attack Force', her superior officer.

　It's just that in the middle of that briefing, he saw that I was in a strange state of mind, and he was worried about me out loud.

'It's okay, Sera. I was just stunned.
Are you sure?　You look a lot more dumbfounded than I've been told.
''Even if you're dumbfounded, it's okay because I didn't turn off the Dimension. I was just using dimensional magic to see a little bit farther away. Just a little farther away: ......

　Sera-san, who was on an 'adventure' with me, knows the power of the 《Dimension》 very well. So, even though he is a little suspicious of that explanation, he manages to convince me.

''Then fine, but ....... Kanami, are you forgetting something?　The last check is important. Even in the training of a knight, I make sure that it is done.
'That's okay too. Lately I've been able to use this 'writing' skill to make notes in my mind and I've forgotten zero things.
...... Only those guys would forget something. Do you have a map in your 'possessions'?　The far west is a convoluted mess.
'The quunnel I'm going with remembers more details than the map ......, but wasn't it said that the terrain was different to begin with?
Hmm. I'm surprised you didn't fall for it. Then how about food?　If you go any further than this, there really isn't anything you can eat.
'I'm bringing a year's worth of food with me, as I intend to do a long labyrinthine search. If I lose any, I'll take care of it there. Quuner is very knowledgeable about that part.
'Kanami, don't think about getting local. If you continue on to Blood Land, there are certainly some tasty-looking things in the back, but it's generally a trap. Never pick them up and eat them. There isn't a single report of a decent meal.
''Apparently. But they say us 'reason-stealers' are hardy, so we might be able to eat more than we think: ......
I say no. ......!　Oh, you're still the same: ......, shucks--!　After all, it would be better for me to go with you--

　After that last battle, Sera-san was quite worried.

　I've heard that it's always the same when he fights as a knight on the front lines.
　But in front of me, she looks like this all the time.
　Leaning forward all the way, she takes my hand in hers and wishes to come here and accompany me.

'Kanami, can't I follow you?　Sure, I may not be strong enough. But I can at least be a foot and a shield.
'No, Sera. We're going to go talk to them first to make sure they don't use you as a shield.
'But you know what?　With that said, you've never been able to just talk about it!
'No, that may be true, but ......, hey, hey, Sera, you're close ......'
'I'm worried about you!　I just wanted to see if it would matter again!　I wondered if I wouldn't be able to stand by again then--!

　It's easy to see who is trying to take care of this and that, and it's easy to see who they are trying to put over me.
　It's very emotional in many ways, but the knights a little farther away were looking at their superior officer, Sera-san, and starting to whisper all sorts of unrelated things. Before it becomes a strange rumor, they clearly push her back, saying that she will be a liability.

　Soon, Sera realizes that she has lost herself and takes a deep breath to calm herself down.
　But I have one last question.

'--Canami, do you miss me?
It's really all right. Now, here, right here, on my chest, I have Rustyala. On the contrary, I'm so sorry for monopolizing it and feeling sorry for Sera. ......

　When I answered that immediately, Sera-san turned over slightly and paid off her dark expression.
　Then, she let out a cheerful voice appropriate for the send-off.

''I see. ....... Then good!　There's a good chance you'll be there.　Go fight in the name of Lady Rustyala!
'No, that's why I'm not going to fight: ......

　I chuckled and tsked.
　Sera, being the girl she is, left me alone and proceeded to talk about something positive.

'Kanami, after you come back, the whole country is going to have a party!　At last the long war is over and the scars of the war are gone. So it's the end of the long war for you thieves, too. Let's have a feast as big as the Nativity and mourn for every soul!

　The best plan is that we, the 'Primary Attack Force', will annihilate the 'Blood Land' and we will celebrate it with the rest of the world.
　I won't shed a tear until that time comes, Sera swore emphatically and pounded her chest.

　Then my companions, who had been standing uncomfortably close to me for a long time, spoke up.

'Ateki is helping to prepare for the banquet, so we're fully prepared!　I'm also asking Feydert and Mr. Di Prakula to help me out, so it's really going to be the biggest festival in human history!
This Sith cooperated!　The Nativity, not the Nativity, is for me.　I'm going to show you the most conspicuous thing in human history!

　After receiving the endorsement of the two greats, Sera smiled a big smile and returned the knightly thanks as a token of her gratitude.

　-- "The End of Tan Festival".

　I helped in many ways beforehand.
　Other than that, the priests of the cathedral and the 'Jewelculus' guys. The Celestial Knights and other knights and explorers from various countries, including the Seven Celestial Knights. The four noblemen and the guilds - all kinds of people have their eyes on the End of the Tale Festival as the goal of reconstruction.

　They won't let anyone stand in their way anymore.
　We will make it work.
　That feast will unite the continent - no, the whole world.

　This will signal the beginning of a new "Story of Aikawa Uzumi".
　My life will find a new meaning, and the end of my journey will lead me to the magic.
　This time, it will not be failure magic, but real magic

Kanami, this is going to be fun.

　Before I knew it, Serdra, who should have been shouting among the knights, was standing next to me.
　When I rechecked the rear, most of them had already finished their retreat. His leadership and swift instructions were quintessential legendary general.

''I'm looking forward to it. Really--''

　I nod back and turn back to face the front, with the same expectations as Serdra.
　It's not the back that I'm looking at, but always the front.
　Towards 'Blood Land', I declare as the party leader.

''For the sake of the 'Endgame Festival', the first step is 'Operation to secure Fafner Helmina'. Let's go, everyone.

　With that word, Serdra first flew down the wall with one body.
　The Sith glided like a bird, constructing wings of light with magical power on its back.
　I hug Kounel to the side with my left arm and then run down the earthen mound at a brisk pace, relying on the slight slope of the earthen mound.

　--I break in.

　This is how the assassins from the world have been sent to Blood Land.
　Although the ordeal has been completed and the ordeal is over, the thieves of the bloodstone have not returned the magic stone.