"Oh, ....... Oh, .......
Hmm?　My sister's dead. Well, I don't really care about the order.

　The remaining Cain collapses in front of Lalka's corpse.
　The fact that Larca protected him.
　And the fact that he was the one who was saved.

　These two things were tormenting Cain's mind.
　He felt a strong tug on his shoulder.
　It's already fading.

　It seemed to accentuate the fact that Larca was dead. ......

"Hey, come at me. You're my sister's revenge, right?
"......
Are you listening to me?
...... Kill me if you want.

　Cain's reply to Daraz's challenge was limp.
　The anger that had been there earlier was nowhere to be found.
　Cain turned his defenseless back to Daraz.

　An action that would never happen under normal circumstances.
　But Cain didn't move.
　Nothing mattered anymore.

　Even if a miracle happened and he survived, it did not mean that Larca would come back to life.
　In such a sense of despair, he has accepted death.

"Cain!　Larka!　Are you okay?
What?

　Suddenly, a voice comes from behind me.
　Of course it's not Dalaz's voice.
　It's a voice I'm used to hearing every day.

"Everyone!

　Yes, the voices of my dead friends.
　What used to be a pile of corpses is no longer a pile, as each of them has begun to move.
　They all have wills, have healed their wounds, and have begun to move.

　Miracle doesn't even begin to describe it.
　What had happened?
　Cain - and Dalaz - were baffled.

"What the hell!　I thought I finished you off!

"Too bad. The Demon Lord's Army of the South.

　Who are you?" Darras hurriedly turned around.

　This person is probably the cause of everything that's happening right now.
　Dara's didn't seem to have any idea who this person was, but Cain didn't need to turn around just to hear his voice.

"Li, Mr. Richt!

　Richt.
　The man who had once saved their mother from an incurable disease.
　Why is he here?

　...... That doesn't matter at this point.
　He not only saved our mother, but now he saved our village as well.
　I can't express my gratitude enough.

　He was a savior, no, more than that.

"What the hell!　What did you do?
As you can see. I brought the dragons back to life.
What the hell? ......!
"It was hard to revive them all at once, but... this is the last one.

　The last one." Licht said, holding out his hand towards Cain and the others.

"What? Ka-Kain?
"Sister!

　I thought it was impossible.
　I thought it was impossible, but Licht's power really brought her back to life.
　Cain grasps Larca's hand tightly.

　And then.
　Her sister, who she thought would never move again, squeezed her hand back.

"Hmm. You made it in time, Mr. Richt.
You were already killed, but ...... let's just say you made it in time.

　Thus, Licht revived every single dragonborn killed by Dalaz.
　This is the first time he has revived this many people at once, so he was a little worried, but it seems he succeeded.

　All that was left was to do as Aria had ordered and defeat Dalaz to ensure the safety of the dragons.
　If he tried to fight with force, he would surely be defeated, so this time he had Faith as his partner.
　In addition, she even had an item that would force her to summon Aria in case of emergency.

　This was in consideration of the incident where Richt was kidnapped by the Demon Lord of the West.
　At one point, there was even a proposal to keep Richt out of the dystopia to prevent him from being taken by other beings.

　However, that would have slowed down other work, so we finally settled on the current situation.

"Don't be too forward, Mr. Richt. The Demon Lord will be angry with you.


Oh, ......, right.
What the hell do you think you're doing?　What can you do with that tiny knife, little girl?

　Faith tugged on Richt's sleeve and made him stand a little further back than she did.
　This is what Aria instructed me to do before we left.
　Faith seemed to have remembered it well, and was curious about Richt's position.

　But what Daraz didn't like was the sight.
　Right now, Faith had no sense of caution whatsoever.
　It's as if she's underestimating herself.

　She didn't like that attitude.

"This knife is enough for you.
"Don't get carried away with your ...... bullshit, kid.
You're not going to attack me?
...... Ha ha ha!　All right, I'll kill you as you wish.

　After being mocked like never before, Dalaz had nothing more to say.
　He dared to respond to Faith's challenge.
　No matter what his abilities are, he will simply cut them down with his prized sword.

　The first thing to do is to approach Faith one step at a time and watch her.
　...... Still no sign of Faeris moving.
　I'm sure something is wrong.

　It seems that she is waiting for the right moment.
　But.
　Daraz couldn't stop because of his pride.

　If he backed down now, it would mean he was cowed by this kid.
　The southern leader of the Demon Lord's army to a little girl he didn't know.
　That's an act of dishonor not only to yourself but also to your master Galeus.

　This is unacceptable.

"Mr. Richt!　Is he going to be okay? ......?
"Faith will be fine. Especially with a stupid guy like that.
Is that so? ......?

　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　In the event that you're not familiar with Faith, it's unlikely that you'll be able to win against Galeus.
　A seemingly small and expressionless girl - no wonder.

　It's understandable that she would be worried.

You know, I think I should do something to fight .......
"No, I don't think that's necessary. I think it might be a hindrance.
Huh?

　Cain groped around for something he could do, but apparently he didn't even need to.
　Looking at the trust that Richt has in Faith, it seems that he really shouldn't do anything.
　There is only one thing for Cain to do now.

　The only thing Cain needs to do is to trust Faith, whom Richt trusts.
　It wasn't difficult at all.

"You'll regret it in the afterlife!
"!

　The sword pierced through Faith's body.
　The sword pierced her body, penetrating deep to the base and penetrating her body beautifully.
　As he pulled out the sword, Faith's blood poured out.

　Faith is trying to keep her own blood from flowing out, but it's not enough.
　Definitely a fatal wound.
　Eventually, she loses enough strength to stand and collapses with a thud.

　After that, ...... she didn't move an inch.

I'm not sure what to say.　We have to save Faith!
No, it's okay. It's over.
It's over. ......?

　Despite the fact that his friends are being killed, Richt remains quite calm.
　It's as if he's seeing a normal scene.

　That's the way he looks at you.
　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

"G-ooh!　Gu-o-o-o-o!

　Then.
　Daraz suddenly starts screaming.

　It was a loud cry of pain.
　You could call it a scream.

　A few seconds ago, he looked like he had plenty of time, but now he looks like he's trying to endure the pain.
　What the hell had happened?
　Faith is already dead, and Licht hasn't moved an inch.

　Of course we haven't moved either.
　Then who is it?
　The answer is becoming clearer and clearer.

"What the hell? ......!　What the hell did you do to ......!
You should've thought about that.
You little shit!　I'll kill you!



　When Daraz stood up and was about to attack the lich.
　A large amount of blood gushed from Daraz's chest.
　His body, which should have been protected by hard scales, was covered in large wounds.

　It was as if he had been pierced by a huge invisible sword.
　Even the mighty Dalaz couldn't move with such injuries.
　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

"It's really over ......?
Did you win ......?
I look like he's dead!

　The dragon-people around him began to shout.
　Have they really won?

　It's no wonder it took them so long to accept their victory.
　It was only natural that it took them a while to accept their victory, since the mighty Dara's had been defeated so easily by the liches.

"Everyone!

　He took a deep breath to tell them of their victory.


"The game is over!　You can rest easy now!