The world that had been bright earlier suddenly darkened, and darkness was now taking over.
　The river had lost the boundary between heaven and earth, and only the sound of water hitting the coffin reminded him that this was the graveyard of the dead.

　He had almost finished healing Fiel, when he stopped his hand, and a strong light struck him from behind. It was a ball of light shot into the sky by an SS wizard, and the surrounding area instantly became as bright as daylight.

"What the hell are you doing up there? Let us check the inside of that coffin," the one who seemed to be leading the SS shouted.

　He was still young for an SS leader, looking to be around thirty years old. Of course, I don't even remember him.
　Not a single familiar face in the SS surrounding him.
　There seemed to be all thirty-five of them, so there was no chance of a surprise attack from a blind spot, and I backed away from Fiel and faced the SS.

It's not like the SS are up to snuff these days," I said as I calmed myself down.

　It seems that the black feelings have not yet disappeared and I was about to kill him out of spite.

The kid talks like he knows the old days. If you leave now, I'll let you off the hook.

　I could tell from the captain's presence that he was lying, and if I turned my back on him, I could see that he would attack me to shut me up.
　The fact that the SS has lost its pride to this point and has become a thoroughly corrupt organization makes me feel something other than anger.

　It might be enough for me to hold them in my arms and run away, since the wounded Fiel is safe to move, but as the founder of the SS, I can't let them leave like this. So I made up my mind.

"You're looking for Fiehl. What are you going to do about it?

"...... How do you know that? I'm not sure what you are," the captain said, hostility in his eyes and everyone else's.

"That's not important. What do you want with Fiehl?

　Just as I was about to take a step closer, a man jumped out of the SS and slashed at me.
　The trajectory of the blow that cut my torso in two was so slow compared to Dallas' that I could have grabbed the sword's body. But I made a different choice: ----.

Listen to me!

　Without dodging the man's sword, I stepped forward and struck him in the head with my fist, sending him into a fog. The blood that spurted out of his headless, helpless body stained the ground red.

"---- you! All of you, draw your swords and get ready!

　In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.
　They are the elite of the elite, and they do not show any signs of backing down at this level.
　But for me, it didn't matter now, I didn't even need to pay attention to it.

I'm sure some of the wizards here have asked their leader, Phiel, to teach them a lesson. Do you know what you're doing now?" I said, my words filled with murder.

"None of your business.

Even if it doesn't concern me, it does concern Fiehl. Did any of you SS die in Phyll's counterattack?

　The expressions of the captain and the rest of the SS hardened. But it was only for a moment, and as soon as I put it back together, one of the wizards fired a fireball at me. But I didn't even bother with that, I made it disappear with a fist full of attribute nullifying magic.

　Now I knew what they were capable of, and I could understand Pheuel's wound.
　After all, Fiehl must have been straining to adjust his magic so as not to kill anyone. Fiehl's magic specialized in the wind attribute. There's no way Fiehl can go on and on without killing the SS who use fire magic, his weakness.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find something that will help you out.

The captain raised his right hand and shouted, "I'm concerned about you knowing so much about Alstroemeria, but as long as you disappear here, there will be no problem.

　The mages started chanting at the same time, and the swordsmen spread out to surround the coffin containing me and Fiehl.
　What the mages are chanting is a first-class fire magic, a wide-ranging mass extermination magic. As expected, in order to prevent this, it would be necessary to massively convert the magical elements in the atmosphere. But in the meantime, there's no doubt that the swordsman will slash at me. I don't mind if it's just me, but it'll be nasty if I get hit with Phiel at the same time.

Die with the traitor. All for the sake of Master Harvey and Master Ars.

　As soon as the man mentioned the name Ars after insulting Phiel again, something inside me that I had been holding back popped.
　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm pretty sure it's a good idea.
　I was aware that I was being quite reckless, but the fact that this Walth Rhino's body was completely unaffected by this level of magical transformation made me feel even more emotional.

I've had enough of your bullshit. ...... I'll take full responsibility for your sins and condemn you.

　The mages turned their palms toward us to cast their spells, and the swordsmen slashed at Fiel and me in unison. But my magic went off a moment earlier than that.

What the hell? ......," the captain said, dropping to one knee to the ground.

　At the same time, the others couldn't stand and fell to their knees one after another.
　Except for the area around me, there was an earthquake that caused trees to fall, and the ground to rise and crack. It spread rapidly, and the earth began to disappear as if it were being sucked into a hole leading to the abyss.

All personnel must evacuate temporarily. ----!

　The captain of the SS who shouted this was sucked into the abyss. The swordsmen saw this and started running, while some of the mages activated their magic to escape into the sky.

No use.

　The spell I used was a permanent, multi-dimensional creation spell.
　In order to escape from this spell, you need to use a spell that exceeds the spell power of this spell, or use a huge amount of magic power to escape, or use enough power to spread a spell that nullifies all attributes around you. Other than that, it is a massive annihilation spell that will be used permanently until you fall into the abyss.

　The swordsmen were the first to fall into the abyss, but the mages paid no attention to them and turned away from me to flee in the air for a moment. But they soon realized something was wrong.

"This is ...... gravity magic.

　The mages were dragged into the abyss one by one by the non-attribute gravity magic that pulled them in strongly from the bottom of the abyss and the wind magic that held them down from above.
　After swallowing everyone, the hole into the abyss creates a new terrain, as if creating the earth.

The landscape has changed since before.

　At the same time as the terrain changed, the light sphere in the sky was losing its power, and the world of darkness was about to spread once again.
　The battle that had just taken place was now a lie, and the sound of insects could be heard.




"Ars ......-sama.


　The old voice from behind her made her heart flutter and she almost replied, but she clenched her fists and held them in the pit of her stomach.
　Now I am not Ars Dittrand, but the slave Walth Cy, and the Ars Dittrand that Fiehl knows is the worst person who ever let Fiehl down and even tried to take his life.

I'm not sure if you've been awake ---- but I'm Walth Rhino, from the Kingdom of Eurasia," I said as I slowly turned around.

　There stood Phiel, staring at me, tears streaming down her face.