134-Episode 134 Slaves, Dead Resuscitation Magic, and ...




 Once I got over the initial pain, it was a piece of cake.
 A blinding light shines for a moment in the spreading white world, and I close my eyelids.
 I can't hear anything.
 I don't even know where I am.
 But when you lift your eyelids, he's there.

"Seretia!

 In a world where nothing but white space stretches on and on, a being that could disappear at any moment, a being that somehow retains its form.
 When I saw my body, I understood that it was not a physical body but a mental body.
 It's so dangerous that if you move it, a part of your body will disappear like smoke, even if it's only temporarily.
 Even so, the Celestia above my head reacted to my voice and stopped her movement.

"Come back! Now I can use my magic to bring you back to life.

 But when she looked back, there was no color in her eyes.
 She seems to be unconscious, just staring at me as she drifts through the air, slowly drifting away from me.
 There must be a crucial difference between me, who came here by magic, and Celestia, who is here by dying.
 I keep calling out her name over and over and over again.
 I feel a burning pain in my throat from the loud voice, but it doesn't matter.
 I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

 This is a great way to make sure that you don't end up with a lot of problems.

I'm not going to die here. I want to live. I'm not going to die here.

It's all right, calm down. I'll bring you back to life.

 I'll bring you back to life." She hugged Celestia, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.
 You can't feel the usual dignity and elegance of a princess at a place like this.
 She is a girl of sixteen years of age.
 Celestia's gaze turns to my lower body.
 That's when I finally realized the nature of my existence in this space.
 My lower half of my body had already become a thin chain, tangled in layers with no idea where it was going or how to get it back.

 Even if I could restore this body, I don't even know if I can bring it back to life with this resurrection magic.

 No matter how much I thought about it, time would only tick by.
 Even with Seretia in my arms, my body is slowly disintegrating into chains.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but it's a good idea.

 When I thought that all was not well, a voice came out of nowhere.
 A strong voice, gentle but fierce, scolding and encouraging me.
 With that voice. With that voice, I felt as if magic power was being poured into my body.

"Pull yourself together! I'm sending you my magic power, don't stop the magic!

Phiel, can you hear me?

You're going to make it! Don't give up and keep trying!

 She didn't answer me.
 Apparently, he can't hear me.
 In light of what Fiehl is saying and the current situation, the reason my body is chained up has something to do with the fact that my body is on the verge of running out of magic power.
 If I'm unconscious on the other side, I'm probably not able to perform magical transformation.

"Celestia, stay close to me.

 She pressed her face against my chest and nodded in silence.
 It is possible that she is in a mental state, but I cannot directly feel her scent or body heat.
 Even so, from her trembling shoulders and ragged breathing, you can feel that she is indeed here.
 The moment I recognize it again, my heart, which had been beating like it was about to burst a moment ago, becomes surprisingly calm.

---- is that where Pheuel's voice comes from?

 As I regained my composure, I could hear Fiehl's voice with great force.
 I instantly understood the distance, the direction, and even the approximate time it would take me to get there.
 Believing in the voice, I simply descended straight down.



       "Mr. Walls.



"Mr. Walls, wake up now! If you don't, you'll both end up on .......

 The sound of Pheuel's voice, as if she was about to cry, stuck in my ears.
 I'm not sure if it's because my soul was separated from me, but I can't move my body as much as I would like, and my senses are still too dull to tell where Pheuel is.

 He tried the magic circulation, but it didn't work as well as usual.
 It seems that the soul has not yet settled in the body, and the situation is worse than ever.
 If Ars finds out that I've regained consciousness, I don't know what he'll do.
 In a different way than before, the sense of danger is growing.

"How pathetic. Not only do you fail at magic, but you can't even control your own magic to this extent.

"...... will not fail. There will be no ...... failure. Master Celetia will come back to life.

That's not possible. Because once the soul leaves the body, it loses its attachment to the body. It is useless to do anything to a soul that has finished living.

 Fiehl's trembling voice echoed from nearby.
 The distance between us is clearer than before, and I can almost feel the emotion.
 He must be confronting Ars with a face full of anger.

I can feel Ars approaching, saying in a cold voice, "You can't save him now. "Fiehl, I'm going to give you a choice. Either I kill you, or you kill yourself with that thing on your hip.

"...... I choose neither. I will fight the Lord to protect Mr. Walth.

"............Do you call me by that name? ....... In your mind, I am no longer even Ars Dittrand.



 At the same time as the killing intent was released from Ars, Lilium's magic power swelled.
 In addition to the two of them, there was no sign of the alchemy doll, Ils.
 At this rate, Phiel and Ainess would have no chance, and it would only be a matter of time before they were killed.
 I felt my whole body boiling with anger at my inadequacy.

 I'm not sure why I'm here. ---- I'm crawling on the ground at a time like this, unable to do anything.
 I'm not sure what I'm doing here.
 In anger, I put all the strength I could into my fingertips, and they moved, but only slightly.
 At that moment, it came first.

"Hahaha...... hahahaha......

 I heard Seretia come up for air and resume her breathing, though ragged.
 It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

"---- What's going on? ...... Why is Celetia breathing? ......

 Ars's upset voice echoed.

It's not possible ...... that he succeeded in doing what I couldn't. ...... It's not possible ...... that he succeeded in doing what I couldn't. ...... ...... This can't be happening!

"Master Illus ......

You ...... are completely broken.

 Unlike Pheuel, who mumbles his name, I feel that Ainess's words are filled with pity.

"Annoying ...... annoying, annoying, annoying! I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand. The reanimation spell was never perfected. I'll perfect it in a more perfect form. That Walth Rhino over there never created it! This is a failure. Now, Lilium, kill them now!

 On my command, Lilium's magic power is rising.
 I knew at once that he was going to use that magic again.

 ---- A little more time, just a little more, and I can move completely.
 But I knew instantly that I would never make it now.
 At the same time as I was angry at myself for not being able to do anything, I felt an inexplicable anger towards Ars for bringing Lilium back to life, albeit pseudo, and allowing him to do such a dirty job.

 I don't know why he brought Lilium back to life, and I'm sure we had the same ambition when we started working on reanimation magic.
 Lilium is not the kind of person who would do something like this.
 He was a strong, noble, noble spirit, a role model for all.
 How could he have turned her into nothing more than a slaughterhouse doll?

Lilium wouldn't give up under such circumstances. Lilium won't give up in this situation. She'll fight back. ......

 At the same time as he said it out loud, magic was released from Lilium.