This time, Midgals Freeze was different from Freeze.
　It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment defensive reaction, but a solidly purposeful build.

　Hence, unlike the previous one, it was not offset in an instant.
　Thanks to that, I could finally end the feeling of floating in the hot wind and put my feet on the 12 layers of ground.

　At the same time, lava, like a ragged and large rainstorm, poured down from above.
　A red-black river begins to flow through the twelve layers of unremarkable stone corridors, making it seem as if we are walking at the foot of an erupting mountain.
　It's a dangerous situation, but I hastily turn my gaze upwards.

　In a space where there should have been eleven layers, a two-attribute serpent swims violently.
　Both of them were moving and biting each other like wild creatures.
　The 《Midgals Freeze》 had accomplished its purpose of stalling for time.

　However, the ceiling was unusually far away.
　This was because the tenth and eleventh layers of ground were gone and the three layers were connected by a vault.

　The information obtained from those eyeballs and the sense of magic 《Dimension》. There was no discrepancy between the two.
　Then I wondered if there was any countermeasure for the 《Dimension》 on the other side, but around Maria, who landed in front of me as well as me, it was like a different story.

　The ground where the two feet touched melted.
　A shimmer from the heat rises and the light is refracted in layers.
　It was as if a mirage was occurring and Maria's figure was strangely difficult to see.

　Above all, the biggest problem was that the heat made it difficult for the 《Dimension》 to pass through.
　When I was a novice explorer, there was a time when the Dimension couldn't pass through the lava around the 20th layer, and it was close to that.

　That Maria was about to generate more flames.
　I try to stretch the 'thread' and pull it back.
　I've given up on persuasion and brainwashing through "connection"--

Defaults.

　I kicked the ground with my feet as hard as I could.
　While retreating significantly, it also distorted space.

　I knew that Maria would come to stop me like this.
　Then we just 'adjusted' the story to go along with the original 'plan'.

　For that reason, I'm going to take a break from it.
　The longer it lasts, the stronger I, a dimensional wizard, become through information analysis. Nowadays, it is possible to control the flow (...) through 'writing' - more than the aim, the distance was essential due to the peculiarity of Maria's heat.

　My body is dripping with sweat to an odd degree.
　I wasn't affected by the heat.
　Probably, the temperature in the labyrinth right now has doubled from the original around 20 degrees Celsius to around 40 degrees Celsius.
　It's about the heat of a realistic midsummer - but my body, which is too protected by the "massless cells" of the "Magic Power Transformation (Level Up)," and which has no problem walking through flames that exceed 1000 degrees Celsius, was sweating.

　In other words, what Maria is heating up with the magic flame is not the temperature in common sense.
　The temperature of magic - or what should be called the temperature of the soul - is being heated intensely.

And it's .......

　I mutter to myself as I kick the second step of my escape, change directions, and blend into one of the twelve-layered corridors.
　If the spreading heat is special, the source of that heat is even more special.

''--[Freeze]''

　Even though I muttered, the 《Freeze》 that directly touched Maria's flame will no longer be activated.

　It's the "Oblivion" of "The One Who Steals the Reason for Fire".
　Perhaps it's because the "price" was paid off the night before the departure of "Blood Land", but Maria was in excellent control of the "curse".

　It's really unreasonable.
　From a game lover's point of view, making people forget about magic is one of the forbidden things to do. No, I know that Maria doesn't know the game very well from her reaction earlier - but at any rate, I have a solution, so it's not a fatal wound yet.

''--[Freeze]

　I muttered for the second time, taking a big gliding third step.
　A chilly cold air was wrapped around my body.

　It's true that I once forgot the magic freeze.
　But now I've learned the magic freeze from scratch.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on.
　Maria's primary aim is not magic, but the 'forgetting' of the memories of 'Rustyala'.
　Then the 'oblivion' of the 'Plan' and 'End of Season Festival'

　--I'm not going to allow 'oblivion' (damage) to affect the 'Magic Kanami' I'm going to create from now on.

　So, I should basically fight with general-purpose attribute magic that can be remembered again, rather than dimensional magic -- along with the third step, when I decided on a policy, one of my magic senses disappeared.

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

　Between the current three steps, my best efforts at the Midgalls Freeze seem to have been defeated.
　I could see that the cold air that could freeze the continent had been eaten without question.
　Furthermore, from the hot wind blowing from behind me, I could see that the Flame Snake, which had finished eating the Ice Snake, was coming to chase me.

　I can't let the flaming snake catch up with me.
　I have a map of the labyrinth in my head.
　However, if I take the wrong path or stop even once...

----?

　I stopped in my tracks.
　At the end of the fourth step, there was a fireball floating in the air.
　Dozens of what looked like demon fire or fox fire.

　I had seen them.
　This is the 'Eye of Fire' that Maria is using to replace the eye she lost.

　It was only a few seconds after the start of the 'Hundred and Tenth Trial', and yet this is the number.
　It was prepared in advance for me to escape.

　If you look closely, it's not just spheres.
　There are flames of all shapes and sizes floating in the air, rhombus, squares, cubes and more.

　I had seen this before, too.
　That reflective (reflex) board-like flame is, as I recall, the one that was made to float when I was using resonance magic with Dia. The answer to that role is the diamond-shaped flames moving and vocalizing like a human mouth.

''--【Flame Arrow, Guardian Flame (Aegis).

　At the end of the corridor, a light swelled up to fill the darkness.
　A familiar ray of magic (laser) appeared from the end of the bend, hit the reflector I was looking at now, and changed the direction of travel.

　I thought it was Dia's 《Flame Arrow》, but the color of that ray (laser) was not white, but red, and the quality of the magic power was different.
　Maria alone is reproducing it. I bent and twisted my body to the limit and let that ray of light (laser) snatch at my torso.
　Immediately, I tried to prepare for the next attack - but the irradiation continued.

　Unlike Dia, this ray (laser) never ceased.
　It didn't end with a messy release, but continued to maintain it at precisely the same power, making the magic converge in thin strands, hot and strong, and a single ray of light (laser) was strung through space like a thread.

''-- [Cutthroat Cilium Flame (Agni-Blaze)]

　Suddenly, the reflector moves.
　A beam of light (the laser) moves like a thread saw, trying to cut off my entire body in the space.
　It goes back and forth five times, messily, but I avoid it all.

　About ten seconds have already passed.
　My battle instincts had come back a bit, and I was finally about to take a break from the rush from the tenth layer.

''There?'' --《Flame Flamberge》
----!

　It takes my breath away.
　I can't see Maria, but I guess she's fully captured and identified the location now.

　But what I heard was the magic name of the flaming sword.
　Do any of those fireballs floating around now take the form of a sword?
　The answer always comes back as a flame.

'............?'

　I felt a sudden rise in temperature from my back.
　Not special magic or soul temperature, but this time firmly normal temperature also rose.

　The sensation of being seared by a burner and my skin starting to burn.
　I could feel the heat wave of what I should call the burning heat being born.

　With a cold sweat, I look back.
　At the same time, an earthquake.
　A great labyrinth is shaken in all directions, and the temperature rises beyond the limit.

　Somehow, I knew what was going to happen next.

　-- This is the sum total of Maria's 'adventure'.

　Since I became a flow maker, I've come to understand the rules and meanings of many worlds. That's why I know that the reason why the eyes are now looking at Maria instead of me is because it's a kind of ritual. When she said 'The Trial of the One Hundred and Tenth Layer,' she wasn't just joking. It was an advance statement that she was going to release her life as a 'price', so Maria has magical support.

　A magic worthy of that Maria.
　The first memory to be dredged up is a year ago. The flaming sword that chipped away at the continent when we fought the Palinclones at the center of the World's Vengeance Formation. That swing that pierced the heavens, vaporized clouds, melted continents, and changed the map.
　No, Maria declared, it was more than that time.

　And you're going to do that in an enclosed space like this?　
　And in my brain, an opinion that was too common sense.
　It's Maria, because of course she's going to do it.

''--A, the [Absolute Robe]!

　This one also pours as much magic as it can into it and generates ice.
　The image of ice is a protective suit.
　It's also a gapless substitute used for harsh searches such as magma.

　When you are completely covered by the thick ice, your entire body is covered.
　It was an earthquake that made it impossible to stand anymore.
　Furthermore, the sound of bubbling could be heard coming from all directions.

　The stones that formed the space were boiling to the point of view.
　Following that, the ceilings here and there melted into a sludge, and flames erupted vigorously from within them. At the same time as I realized that the flame was the tip of the blade of the "Flame Flamberge", the ground, the walls, and everything I was looking at right now melted as if pushing away the soft chocolate cream.

　There is no longer a material barrier to Maria's "Flame Flamberge".

''............!

　Eventually, all of my vision was engulfed by the bright red flames.

　It's the floating sensation again.
　My body was protected by the Zero Degree Clothing (Absolute Robe). However, the unprotected foothold was slashed, melted and gone.

　Being swallowed by the sea of fire is not a metaphor, but an actual occurrence.
　There is no such thing as the feeling of swimming in the sea.
　But, fortunately, I can feel the momentum of the flames passing by little by little.

　-- this is a swing of a flaming sword that is too huge to grasp the full extent.

　Believing that, I continued to defend myself with my magic, prepared to 'forget' the 'Zero Degree Robe'.

　And then the sea of flames engulfed me for a few dozen seconds.
　The end is coming.

　When the flaming sword was finished being drawn out, my body was struck by the ground.
　It seems that I fell from quite a high place, and the "Zero Degree Clothing (Absolute Robe)" that was weakening shatters from the impact.
　He poked the ground with his raw limbs and sensed the situation by the muddy feeling of it.

　When I looked up, I saw a space that did not resemble a labyrinth.
　Wide.
　Anyway, it's wide.
　Rather, there was nothing around me that made it seem as if I was already outside.

　Only steam and smoke rose, and oddly shaped clouds were forming in the sky above us.
　Furthermore, as far as I could see, red-black lava was spreading out and bubbling up like the aftermath of a rainstorm.
　The surface of the ground is shimmering like glass in many places, probably due to the fact that the labyrinth is made of many magical stones.

　I'm safe, but I almost feel as if I've been sent to hell.
　However, I take a good look and get a good reality check.

　In the distance, I spot a cliff with a strange stripe pattern.
　The stacked strata is a layer of a labyrinth.
　Thanks to the cut surface of the flaming sword, I can be sure that we are still in the labyrinth.

　However, it was sneaky.
　Roughly nearly twenty layers seemed to have been burned away by a single swing of the flaming sword.

　As far as I can count the layers of strata that were piled up, the current location must have exceeded 30 layers.
　I don't even know if we are in that seven-colored ore area.
　Without having time to think about the situation, the magic name that follows.

''-- ''The Scorching Hot World's Skeletal Flame (In Lavos Blaze).''

　Flames that could no longer serve as mouths are everywhere.

　With the proclamation of the magic name, a huge sphere of flame arose in a cloud of steam and smoke in the sky.
　A brilliant white flame.
　A magical sun.
　When I looked directly at it, even though my retinas were burned, I saw the surgeon's Maria floating in the center of that sun.

　As a result of controlling the high heat spontaneously, she easily acquired the ability to fly. However, it did not seem to be able to travel at high speeds, and was about to fall down leisurely like cotton wool.

　The sun would not only burn the retinas, but also the lungs that were short of breath, trying to scorch the soul beyond even the organs.
　But this sun's fire was too much.
　And it's too much of a fall.
　A distant cliff - or, in other words, multiple wriggling black spots could be seen from the cut surface of the labyrinth.

　Monsters with the ability to fly had been destroyed in their habitat areas, and they were angry and on the move.
　Maria seemed to have bought into the resentment of the various other monsters as well.

　Monsters from every layer, inspired by the heat, tried to rush into the white sun.
　However, the Midgalls Blaze, which was still being maintained, was waiting at Maria's side.
　It leapt like the sun's red flames (prominence) and devoured the approaching monsters with its huge jaws (agito).
　Then, using the monsters as fuel, the flaming snake grew fat.
　It ate and grew. It also split apart. It became an eight-necked snake, devouring the monsters coming from all sides.

　This is hunting. No, it's a meal.
　Anyway, the monsters in the labyrinth are being hunted efficiently.
　By the time I understood that this was the process of retrieving Maria's 'Demon Poison', the magic sun had grown one size larger and the speed at which it was falling had increased.

　There are still monsters left.
　The monsters that were resistant to the fire attribute especially survived and were about to attack the sorcerer beyond the 'Midgalls Blaze'.
　From the right, a floating fire elemental-type boss monster.
　From the left, a headless black knight (Dullahan) pulling the reins of a black carriage.


[Monster] Flame Squall: Rank 26.
[Monster] Deep Dullahan: Rank 45


　I watched with a glimmer of hope that these monsters would.

The Flame.

　Two of the eight-necked serpent's heads changed shape and became the arms of men.

　A sight like the arms of giants that grew out of the sun.
　The arms moved at Maria's will and grabbed the monster that was resistant to the fire attribute.

　It was wrapped up in a hand of fire, but due to its resistance to the fire attribute, it didn't seem to be able to burn it.
　However, without hesitation, the arm moves towards us in a relaxed manner - throwing it at us.

''----!

　The motion of the throw was leisurely, as it was far up in the air.
　However, it wasn't as fast as it looked.
　The two boss monsters that were thrown away by the overwhelmingly high ranking beings were coming towards my body with terrifying accuracy.

　The ranks of the boss monsters aren't very high. However, their mass is large enough to easily envelop me, and they are covered in Maria's special flames and have speed.
　A proper collision would result in the scattering of four if it were a normal person. Even for me, the damage could be done.

"--Lowen!

　I added 'magical materialization' to the sword to increase its length and cut both of them off before they reached me.
　However, continuously, additional boss monsters are thrown at us.

　Just about a good sturdy ball, Maria must have thought.
　One after another, they shoot at me below.

　Meanwhile, the bloat of the sun continues to grow.
　After finishing devouring the flying-type monsters that were coming towards me, greedily, the 《Midgals Blaze》 and the others headed to the cut surface of the labyrinth and invaded inside. Then, as if devouring the nest of their prey, they burned every inch of the monsters in each layer, collecting and absorbing the 'Demonic Poison' with the 《Dimension》.

　The sun increases not only in size, but also in heat, due to the extensive magic rampage.
　And my foothold, which should be far away, melts again as the ground melts like chocolate, and my body is thrown into the air.
　I fall with the sludgy lava, and just when I think I've got my feet on the layer below, the foothold quickly softens again.

　-- melting and melting and melting, and I go down and down and down.

　All the time the sun has been falling, bloated and falling.
　But this will never reach me, no matter how long it takes.
　The closer I get to it, the less foothold I can maintain and the further away I go.

　The flames just keep getting bigger and bigger.
　Halfway down, I put my foot on an empty level and the bottom fell out.
　Perhaps that's the 40th layer of the 'One Who Steals the Reason of the Tree' id.
　It's only a matter of time before we reach the 50th level of the "Thing That Steals the Reason of the Wind" titty.

　A cold sweat grows.
　My body can withstand the endless heating.
　I'm not going to be the only one who has that level and magical power.

　--But the labyrinth is not holding.

　The pace is too fast.
　We started at layer 10 and are already at layer 50.

　It's not good to keep heading vertically like this.
　If we take Maria's sun to the 'deepest part', everything will be ruined.
　The 'plan' for everything, including the 'labyrinth' and 'the one that steals the reason' that we started a thousand years ago, will burn, 'forget' and be over.

　Without a doubt, the endpoint of this falling sun is looking at the 'deepest part' at the end of the labyrinth. It's aiming to burn me all up. Maria says, "If it weren't for that, wouldn't the whole story be over? I thought I could hear the casual suggestion that I was going to be able to do this.

　I stared again at the sun in the sky, wondering how that could be possible.

　-- A sun that is red like an eye.

　The skill 'penetrating eyes' seemed to be firmly on board.
　The idea of not wanting to injure me or 'forget' me is seen through.

　I felt strength in my hand holding the book, not the hand holding the sword.
　I'm too jittery to think about "The Plan (After)".
　This is no longer the time to think about 'forgetting' or 'planning' or 'magic' or anything else.
　Be prepared.
　Have courage.
　Just look ahead.
　Face the sun.
　Go beyond the penetrating eye.
　And before you reach the Deep End...

Did you see that, Kanami? Really, I can afford it.

　A small flame nearby blurted out.
　I respond to Maria's happy and gentle tone of voice, staring at the sun above me with a bit of frustration.

'I'm watching ....... I'm watching all the time, and I can't afford it.

　Maria says the same thing as Seldora in The Eighty-Third Tribulation a month ago.
　But I'll always be facing everyone, she retorted.

'Isn't it?　I've been watching it all along, maybe ......, phew.

　He speaks in a light tone.
　We laugh, as if everything up to this point is not a fight, but just a little flirtation.
　Even if our current position was the sun and the abyss, it was still Maria as usual.

'Kanami-san. This 'Trial of the One Hundred and Tenth' is not a foolish wish to burn your limbs and make you mine. Things are different than they were a year ago, you know. It's ......, so I'm just going to say a few words. The "Deepest", the "Plan", Mr. "Rustyala" and the "World" are irrelevant just now. If you really can see, hear and understand, then please invite him to join us this time. Just like that, the 'ordeal' will be over.

　I don't want you to stop the 'plan', I want you to invite me ......?
　What, this time: ......?

　I knew I couldn't possibly get that one word wrong.
　So, I thought to myself, "It's not just 'parallel thinking,' 'divisional thinking' and 'convergent thinking. I thought to myself, "Let's not just use 'Parallel Thinking', 'Divided Thinking', and 'Convergent Thinking'. At worst, I made full use of Yotaki's Retrograde Thinking and tried to get the "answer" on the last page.
　However, in response to my action of thinking, Maria said--

"-- 'One does not live (・・・・・) in the body (・・・・・・・・)' --

　"Chanting.

'............?!'

　There's too much hesitation.
　If I couldn't answer immediately, she must have decided to compose a poem.
　Perhaps I had no idea that I had given it a thought, and I was trying to make up an 'answer' in a foul way - and Maria had decided beforehand that I was going to make up an 'answer'.

　Correct. Maria always sees the truth with her 'penetrating eyes'.
　And it's always a good thing to see that she only goes forward with the flame on the path that she believes in - whenever she sees it.

　It's frustrating.
　I'm jealous.
　I'm too good-looking compared to my indecisive, overthinking, timid self.
　This is why I only see Maria, even in "Las Tiaras".

-- "-- 'Living on the flame (・・・・・・) that's lit in my heart (・・・・)' --

　I had heard of that 'chanting' as well as all the magic I had seen so far.

　A year ago, I heard it with Maria.
　But it has never yet been used as a 'chant' to assist magic.

　-- it was Maria who prepared first.

　On the contrary, the sun that I looked up at, along with the feeling that I was being scolded by Maria, who is so much younger, for being slow to prepare, the sun that I looked up at was changing color.

　The temperature of the red sun rises explosively and turns blue.
　It's not just all blue.
　With the 'chanting', a blue-blue, blue-blue, diverse blue mixes and burns.

　It wouldn't be a discoloration caused by temperature.
　It's a magical discoloration because it's absorbing the Demon Poison.
　Only, I didn't think even that was accurate.

　The color of a thought.
　Above all, the color of Maria's life that she has walked through to this point.
　Gradually, the colors are clearer and clearer, from blue to white.
　The white sun was brilliant, composing a poem.

"'I have been forgotten by the world'...

　It's coming.
　From now on, the real (...) "magic (...)" of Arti, the "one who steals the reason for the fire", will be released.
　No, no.
　This is Maria and Arti.
　The real (・・・・) 'magic (...)' of 'Maria (...)'

　-- This 'Trial of the One Hundred and Tenth' won't end if you don't take it on.

　I've always had a hunch since I confronted him at the tenth layer.
　I have always been hit with the other person's life in the 'trial'. If we don't accept the real 'magic', can we say that we have truly inherited the thoughts?

"-- 'I've been lighting fires and spouting lies,' and 'I love someone.

　No longer was the sun so bloated that it was just a blank ceiling.

　A wall of unblemished, pure white flames loomed up, bit by bit.
　Falling down, burning and chipping away at the entire labyrinth.

　However, my foothold, which is the object of my magic, is also melting, slipping away and falling.
　That's why it's hard to close the distance between us.

　I'm not going to be able to get away from the target of the flames because the flames are too strong, and the closer I get, the further away I get.
　Chasing after that me, the heat increases infinitely.

　Burning everything and making it 'forget', burning even myself into 'oblivion'.
　I move away and away.
　Someday I will become the sun in the sky that no one knows the name of.

　The name of such magic echoes.


"...magic, "Ultimate Liar, the Lost Flame of the Ashburner.


　The bottom of the labyrinth was slipping away, and finally, beyond 50 layers of titties, he could see a wind elemental monster flying right next to him. However, bathed in light from the white flame wall, heated up, the monster burned - but instead of burning - it became a particle of light and disappeared.
　Then they became magical stones and fell down with me.

　A lot of monsters disappeared and a lot of magical stones rained down.
　It's like the magical snow (Tear Ray) of the "End of Tan Festival" on earth, just like a different thing.

　The purity and beauty of the magical stones caught my attention.
　However, it wasn't just a matter of breaking the construction of the magic formula that made the monsters in the labyrinth converge (drop) and turning them into magical stones.
　It was leaner than Tiara and my 《Distance Mute》, cutting away the excess and making it only a magic stone (Tamashii).

　The reason why it never melts down to the soul is because its 'Demon Stoneification' has 'Oblivion' as its main axis.
　This flame uses everything but the soul as firewood.

　Therefore, if you are trapped in that sun, you will forever be in oblivion.
　We won't remember anything anymore.
　It will no longer be a new memory.
　In the end, you will be left with only yourself as you are, not ashes.
　Only the pure and innocent soul.

　--the fire of purification.

　This is the real (...) 'magic (...)' of 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Fire'.

　I had a feeling it wasn't an attacking magic.
　Because if this flame is just a little bit of light and heat, it can surely be called a recovery magic.
　If it's only a bonfire, it will only warm my body and mind together and fade the bad memories.
　Cheering you on to get through a difficult life is the essence of 'forgetting' - even if it is the essence of 'forgetting'.

　It's no longer a pure white wall of fire that fills the sky above us.
　Even if it is originally gentle, it has become too strong and has become a sun that can only be moved away.

　--The ash-covered lost flame of Ultimate Liar is falling towards me.

　Falling down, falling down, going down, this is the 'answer'.
　Little by little, we are taught that this is an emotion (hono-o) of many years.