Heat around the eye and pulsating blood vessels.
　A sensation of being rooted around the eye.

　The eye catches the man in the tube cap who tries to move to the evasive action.
　A surgical formation appears at the man's feet.
　A golden cord tangled around his legs.

''Nuh-uh?''

　Shanatrice's 'Linpuerg'.

'Gu--ggh, oh!

　The vision was dyed crimson, as if covered by a membrane.
　A black light exploded near the eyeball.

''Gah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

　Two straight lines of light are directed at the man in the tube cap and are emitted at high speed.
　The man crosses his arms and takes a defensive stance.

　--Are you going to catch that?

　The rays of light that are released bite the man.
　A single ray of red and black lightning collides with the man, and at the moment of impact, as if the collision had triggered an explosion in the place where the man was, as if the collision had been triggered.
　One after another, like a chain of explosions, red and black explode in front of the man.
　A roar.
　Soon after, the rays of light begin to fade.
　And then convergence.
　The destination of the rays of light.
　Is it the residue of the destructive light?
　A thin, black mist-like substance is drifting to the place where the man was.

　And then - a man with the fabric torn off, exposing a log-like thick arm, emerges from behind the fog.

　He walks majestically on two legs while pulling off a golden cord.
　An intimidating feeling, as if you could hear the earth shaking.

'You say you prevented and cut them off?'

　Makina-san's voice filled with astonishment from behind.
　When I looked at her, I saw that she was kneeling down with an abandoned face.
　With a stunned look on her face, Makina-san looks at the hole in the ground that the rays of light had just drilled.

''Preventing that one, well, you know.

　Shanatrice clenches her teeth together while holding her left eye with her hand.
　A streak of blood is flowing from underneath the hand that covers the eye, probably due to the effects of using the unique technique.

''Chi, you monster.''

　Shanatrice squeezes her right eye.

'Mm?　That man's arm... what is that?

　The man in the tube cap raised his bare arm.

"This one?

　The man's arm is engraved with a technique reminiscent of a tattoo.

You don't think it's a surgical... engraving?

　Mr. Machina expressed further surprise.
　The man with the tube cap responded as if it was nothing special.

I believe this is called 'Svegruin', a unique technique to harden one's skin. The surgeon said that this is a rare occurrence from the Prison Tower, and that it is as hard as the famously indestructible Adimantium.
'Svegruin'?

　Mr. Shanatrice was blindsided.

'Nonsense!　It was supposed to be unique to House Stanges of Ruvelargan!　Besides, the technique would reside in the forehead, not the arm, without exception--
So that's what the lady over there just said.

　The man in the tube cap pointed at Mr. Machina.

'This is a surgical imprint.
That's impossible!　The surgical imprint inflicts excruciatingly intense pain on the user when the procedure is activated!　Hence, apart from the inherent magic, it is essentially imprinted on anything other than the human body, such as swords and grimoires.

　Shanatrice's manner of speaking seemed to want to deny the reality in front of her.

There are very few people who use the Mark of the Art of Engraving, much less its unique method, and if someone without a bloodline uses it, they will experience severe pain that can lead to rejection and death. No one but me has confirmed this in my experiments.

　Shanatrice points to the man in the tube cap in a tone that seems to deny the existence of the man in her eyes.

"How can you live with that or do you have the blood of the House of Sturgis in your veins?　It's impossible to imagine that the location of the original magic is not the same as the place where it resides by accident...
Beschgum Angren.
What?
That's my name. Four brothers, born in the apocalypse, with one mother and four fathers. That's us four Angren brothers. And my father and mother didn't take on the name Stanges.
How is it possible that they can learn their own magic by using a magical imprint?

　The man in the tube cap is closing in on me a few feet away.

'So - it's us.

　A hulking man stands before us like a wall.

'We've already overcome the pain caused by the surgical imprint.

　Makina-san and Shanatrice were both at a loss for words.
　It seems that the magic mark on the arm of the man with the tube cap is a very reckless thing.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work for you. It's not a problem when you use it, but when you receive it in your body, it dulls the effect, which is why the world is so convenient for me. The world loves me. That's why I'm going to humiliate the world.

　The second half didn't make sense to me, but I understood about that arm imprint.
　I see.
　So the third forbidden curse was prevented by a unique art form called 'Svegruin' or something like that?
　But I also think.
　Is it really that intrinsic technique that prevented the Third Counterfeit Spell?
　Somehow, I have a feeling that it wasn't just the power of that indigenous magic that prevented the third curse.
　That guy, Beschgam Angren.
　His original specs themselves are still extraordinary, aren't they?
　To those who witnessed the scene just a few minutes ago, it would appear that that man easily dispelled "Linpuerg", "Mistortin" and the Ninth Forbidden Spell.
　However, none of them can be prevented from being so easily.
　So, should we still consider the anomaly to be the four evil disasters themselves?
　..............
　In order to confirm this, if possible, I would like to try to see if the damage would pass without that unique technique.......

　By the way, I was 'searching' the whole time while the conversation was going on between the three of us.
　If it was a forbidden curse until now, there should be a second stage - the second world.
　But the result of the search............................The second realm was found to be unusable.
　It seems that after the eighth forbidden spell, the second realm is not released unless you have mastered the forbidden spell of the higher number.

　I look at my left arm that has been transformed into a disaster.
　Since he had memorized the ninth forbidden curse, the second realm of the eighth forbidden curse could be released.
　In other words, if the one on that altar was any other forbidden spell than the eighth, the second realm could not be freed.
　It was fortunate that it was the Eighth Forbidden Spell that he had acquired before the mission to defeat the giants.
　However, if that was the case.

　The man in the tube cap again - looks up at Beshgam.

　So we have no choice but to do it with just the forbidden spell we have now?
　Now, how to attack........
　That's right.
　That imprint on his arm, I believe he said it was a magic formula.......

"You.

　As he called out to me, Beshgam's gaze was fixed slightly behind my head.
　I follow the tip of his gaze out of the corner of my eye.
　There is a huge eyeball floating there that is losing its thin, real image.

''I heard the word 'forbidden curse' earlier but I didn't expect the forbidden curse I thought was a frown, to be real.

　I jumped back to get some distance.
　
　Beshgam tilts his head at an angle.

'What?　Don't tell me you were frightened by the fact that the forbidden spell didn't work earlier?　From the way the girls over there reacted I'd say they were betting on that one.
Ninth curse, release.

　The black chains attacked Beshgam.
　The reason why I kept my distance earlier was so that my whispering chanting would not be heard as much as possible.

"Hm, it's no use--
"I invoke the curse of the evil eye.
Hmm?

　This time I close the gap between us.
　The veshgam is shaking off the looming chains.
　But the chains are still in place from my toes to my waist.
　It will take a few seconds to get rid of all the chains.
　I've already confirmed that earlier.
　That guy can't nullify the Ninth Forbidden Spell in an instant.
　It doesn't seem to be able to pull off the trick of cutting off the dimensional rupture itself, like Hibigami.

　Then we can create a few seconds of space.

　What I was remembering was the first time I used the forbidden curse.
　It was the time I had restrained Makina-san with chains.
　At that time, she hadn't been able to gather the holy element to release the 'Mist Lutin'.

''--The Third Forbidden Curse, release.''

　A sensation as if my blood was boiling gathers in my eyes.
　''Yes.

　The ninth forbidden curse has the effect of blocking the restrained person's holy element absorption pathway.

　Then--.

Why don't you fire a third curse while you're in chains for a few seconds?

　If I couldn't collect the sainted elements, I wouldn't be able to harden my skin with that 'Svegruin' or some other unique technique.

　My vision is enveloped in crimson.

''--Ah, gah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Huh?

　It seems that Beshgam has realized that he can't collect the holy elements.
　But it's too late.
　If you can avoid it from this distance, try it.
　Beshgam quickly enters a defensive stance.
　Light gushes out between me and Beshugam - an explosion.

".........

　Unable to withstand the recoil of the third forbidden firing, I fall on my buttocks to the ground.
　But I don't take my gaze off of Beshgam.

''Yeah, right.''

　The black residue began to dissipate - and a wicked, evil eye appeared.

I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. That wasn't a bad idea, the forbidden man.

　Its arms were burning and bleeding as if it had been burned.
　But.

It didn't even penetrate, but...

　A huff of a smile escaped me.
　It was a smile that came to me unexpectedly.
　A really outrageous one, I thought.
　I see.
　In other words, even without relying on a magic formula - she could endure it.
　You monster.

Huh?

　I feel a sharp pain in my eyes.
　I gently touch the eye with my hand.
　Blood.
　That's right.
　The third injunction is the same as the eighth injunction, so the user is properly burdened.
　Surprisingly, I wonder if it's only the Ninth Forbidden Curse that's not loaded.
　However, I look up at Beshgam again.
　How could he be wounded to that degree after receiving an attack of that power?
　.............
　Now, what will we do next?

　An empty applause, which seemed to have no intention of celebrating, sounded twice.
　The one who applauded was Beshgam.

"I'll give you an honest compliment for inflicting a seeming wound on me.

　Beshgam flicks a sideways glance at Makina-san.

'I haven't been scarred since 'that woman'.
..........
What's up?　You're not convinced it's contained to this level of injury?　No, I don't care. It's not that you're weak. I'm just too strong.

　Beshgam touches the wound on his bleeding arm.
　Is there any pain?
　It was hard to read the damage as the man's expression never changed.
　And there were signs that Isabella's instructors were about to move all at once.
　They were probably trying to join me.
　However, the instructors seemed to be instantly frightened by Beshgam's ruthless glare.
　It's the other guy.
　Even if they lost the will to fight, no one could blame them.

"They call us the 'Four Deadly Disasters,' but the truth is that there is a huge gap between me and the rest of the brothers,

　He began to talk about something.
　In the meantime, I focus my attention on getting my breathing under control.
　Give yourself a little time to recover.
　Give yourself time to recover, give yourself a chance to fight back.

I'll tell you one more time... I'm too strong. I'm sure my brothers and sisters are mistaken, but I can easily take on all three of them together and still win. You can kill them all without any trouble. I'm confident that even if Zemeckis, whose strength varies depending on his mood, was in top form, he would still be able to kill them all without a problem. The reason we don't do that is because we are a community of destiny with the same raison d'etre. Because we are the only four brothers who cannot be replaced in this world. Otherwise - we would have already killed them.

　I stand up slowly.
　I squeeze my left arm.

There is only one person in this world who has ever tormented me. I'm still trying to achieve human achievement to surpass that person. And he's still getting stronger.
Well who's this guy?

　I let out a breath while responding.
　Okay.
　Surprisingly, there's no damage left in my body.
　It's just that the load of the forbidden spell is a little overloaded.

"The man is--

　Beshgam pointed a thumb at himself.

'Myself.'

　..........
　What a guy.

This scar on my forehead and my shattered testicles could only have been done by me. That means that I'm the only one who's ever been defeated. And I'm the only one I'm willing to admit to being the real enemy.
That's what I wish he'd hear.

　I whispered.
　The man would be very happy to hear that.

"You've done well, man of the d*mned. But I'm not going to let you off the hook. I'm going to kill you right here.

　Beshgam held out his hand and looked up at the sun.

'This isn't the kind of day I'm going to miss anyone. 'Oh no, I just feel like it.'

　Beshgum turns to Makina and Shanatrice.

"Especially those two," he said, "I'll have to kill them myself. It's just a lucky thing that I came here. One of my brothers could not have killed them. He's a very well-mannered guy, but that look on his face, I'm not so sure.
?

　I didn't know what he was talking about now.
　I don't know.

　I saw my distraction as an opportunity and jumped at Beshgam.

　I fired a left fist at his cheek.
　But Beshugam easily knocked me off with his face facing Makina and the others.
　The body, which fell rapidly under the impact, is plunged into the ground from the face.

Gugu, huh!

　I immediately pull my body off the ground.

''d*mn........!

　He immediately turns his body around, stands up, and repositions himself.

"Ha, ha ... all sorts of foul play, you.

　I see.
　So when you hold an attack at the same speed as before, it will react at such a speed?
　It may be that they are sensing your presence, but in any case, they have a wide field of vision.
　It's hard to catch them by surprise, isn't it....

'Don't you use that spell just now anymore?　Oh, I see.......so there's something about the forbidden curse, loads of it.
..........

　It's good to know that he immediately understood the effects of the ninth forbidden curse, and it seems to be a good guess.

　What to do?
　The combo of the Ninth and Third Forbidden Spell doesn't mean you can't do any damage at all.
　If that's the case, if you can make that guy not take a defensive stance and take a direct hit from the third forbidden curse around his face, or--

Mr. Kurohiko!

　Huh?
　Now, that voice.....
　When I turned around.

Mia....sir?
Mia?

　The one standing behind Makina-san with an unexpected look on her face was Mia.
　She was drenched in sweat all over her face and breathing as hard as I was.

I've got... this... for you... sir, I'm sorry... sir, I'm not sure if you're ready for this. ...I overheard them and ended up.........!

　She was holding my Shesho Sword and - 'Demon Eater'.

''Since Kurohiko-sama won't run away, if there is one.......''

　Mia looks up as she gasps and breathes.

'Win, please........!

　Mia raised her voice with a look of the best she could do.
　Her voice was slightly upturned.
　That expression of hers, with tears pooling at the corners of her eyes, shows a certain resolve.
　...........
　I see.
　Mia-san, you went to the house to get the weapons for me, huh?
　After I heard the conversation in the dean's office, she immediately got the idea and rushed to get it for me.
　Then you ran as fast as you could and delivered it to me.

　Maybe he really wanted to tell me to run.
　His expression tells me that.
　But after hearing what I said in the headmaster's office, he stopped stalling....something like that, I guess.

''Mia-san,''
Okay.

　I smiled.

'I'll win, I swear.'
Okay.

　Mia was in tears, but she smiled at me.
　Let me take care of it, said Instructor Isabella to Mia.
　Then Isabella received the sheath in which the sword was resting from Mia.
　She threw the scabbard in my direction, one after the other.
　Two scabbards fell at my feet.
　I thought that Beshgam would be in the way - but he didn't get in the way.
　He was

'Oh, yeah!'

　Huh?
　For some reason, he was vomiting on the ground.　
　What's going on?
　Don't tell me you're getting some kind of feedback on the surgical imprint or something?
　Beshgam wiped his mouth with his arm.
　Then he looked up and said with a cool face.

'I'm sorry. Your relationship was so unpleasant that it was repugnant.'
W--

　Disgusting?
　Beshgam glowered at us and stuck his finger in the air.

'A blind faithful dependency where everyone trusts the other person so much that they have an unstable relationship with the other person? Is that really what it is?　You know, the kind of thing that playwrights who write cheap play scripts often like to do, like the human bond with people?　Hmm, heartfelt. Heartbreakingly nauseating.

　The vomit left in his mouth was vomited onto the ground by Beshgam.
　Then he put his fingertips to his temples.

'Oh, I see,'

　Giddy.
　And then Beshgam's eye caught us.

So you people-- you think you're gonna survive this?

　Beshgam wipes his mouth again.

'So that's what you think, that we can't die here. I see, we all want to survive and that's why we're sniffing around. You're still clinging to hope in the face of adversity.

　Beshgam's hands are shaking spasmodically.
　Veins were floating powerfully on the back of his trembling hand.
　The sight reminded me of a large beast that was about to pounce.

''That's why I'm vomiting.
What's wrong with that?
Hmm?

　I reach for the scabbard at my feet.

'What's wrong with wanting to survive. I want you to survive what's wrong with you?

　Right hand and left hand.
　Both hilts in their grip.

You know what I mean? I'm in trouble.
..........
If you guys don't stay alive, you'll have a problem with me, you know? That's why--

　The two swords are drawn and released with a swoop.
　I stare at Beshgam.

"And now, to continue the relationship that you so despised earlier in the day...

　The sheath falls to the ground with a thud.

I'm gonna have to kill you in here. Anyway.

　In his right hand, the Shesho Sword.
　The Demon Eater in his left hand.

''Makina-san, Shanatrice-san, Isabella-san, and the instructors please assume that you can't use the jutsu after this.

　Liin,
　The black sword blade cries out and emits a blue-white phosphorescence.
　With this 'Demon Eater', Beshugam's magical imprint would be nullified.
　Above all, this is the sword that Hibigami had in his possession.
　The power of this sword has also been proven in the mission to defeat the giants.
　With this sword, or--

　But we can't let our guard down.

　His opponent is the deadliest of the four scourges, Beschgham Angren.
　We can't afford to let our guard down for even one minute.
　I am.


　He surrendered part of his consciousness to the 'beast' that had been shining brightly in his eyes from earlier.


''A demon sword, huh?''

　Beshgam takes a stance.

'Interesting.'

　The muscles in his arms creaked as he raised his spirits.
　Letting out a short breath, I readied my sword.
　Then I kick the ground and sprint.

'Looks like you're not going to give up just yet. You're a stubborn man, by the way.'

　I put more strength into my hand that grips the sword.
　All at once, we close the distance between us.

'Then,'

　As if drawing a bow, Beshgam draws his veiny, floating arm backward.

'I will crush you mercilessly - and I will lay waste to you without mercy.

　Beschgum's spinning fist came at me with a roaring roar.

'Your, all of it.'


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