--What?

　As expected, I stopped dead for a second.
　Cecily, Mr.?
　Why?
　Why would the Four Deadly Sins have forced Miss Cecily--

'What?　You know Cecily Arkwright?　Well Cecily Arkwright, that's not really important to me.

　I stomped on my face, and Guri Beshugam pushes my face in with the soles of his shoes.
　.............
　What does that mean?
　Shortly after Cecily said she was the reason for the attack, Beshgam said he didn't care about Cecily Arkwright.

'Guh!

　I hit Beshgam's Achilles tendon as hard as I could.
　Pushing in with the soles of my shoes means - the lack of up and down movement means it's easier to hit the target.
　Beshgam momentarily stops moving and slightly loses his balance.
　Seeing an opening, I draw on my remaining strength and break away from the attack range of the beshugam.
　But I didn't have the energy left to get up after the breakaway.

"It's really........a man who doesn't give up. But you've already understood the feeling, haven't you?　

　Did he regain his forgotten emotions?
　............
　I think there's more emotion in his voice than before.

''You met me a little too soon. If only I could have seen you when you were older, you might have surpassed me. It's just that, unfortunately for you, it was a lucky break for me - I'll say it again.

　Beshgam laughed.

'You're no match for me.

　I can't win.
　I can't win against this man if I'm not doing what I am now.
　..................
　He is silent for a while, then slowly opens his mouth.



　I was on my knees, and I was still in a crouch.
　Depending on how you look at it, it might look like I was on my knees, begging for forgiveness.
　My heart clenched in a disgusting way.

"This is it, then.

　Shanatrice's voice.

"I'm sure he's planning to stab Kurohiko in the back like that. But it's unlikely that he'll come at us without putting an end to Kurohiko. It's now or never. Let's go, Machina.

　Ms. Machina didn't respond.

The others, too. It may be useless, but I will make an effort to escape. Kurohiko doesn't want you to stay behind and get killed in vain. He did a good job against the four scourges. We, the ones who should have run away earlier. You see, this handmaiden...
I'm not going.

　Mia's voice.

'I will remain here. Everyone please evacuate.
You know, you'd think that man would want you to stay...
He said he was going to win.
..........
Lady Kurohiko said he would win.
I know it's not easy to understand.
I'm gonna win.
You are trembling, my dear. Those four evils are terrible, aren't they?
'I'm scared. I'm scared but.......Mia is more scared of losing Kurohiko-sama.
Mia.

　Makina's voice.

She told me that she was my friend. She is a warm person to make friends with me. I'm going to do my best for the people I care about........Kurohiko-sama is that kind of person........

　Mia.
　I wonder if she's crying.

"We will win. Kurohiko-sama will win!

　It was like a prayer, a cry.

"...I'm staying, too.
Makina!　You're in a bad position.
I know!

　It was a scream that was indisputable.

But...I'm the one who got him into this mess. I have to at least take the responsibility to see this through.
"d*mn it, they all do..... See, because of you, even the instructors have made up their minds. This is a completely irrational decision.
You run, Shanatrice. The rest I'll take care of it.
No, if I escape from this place, even if I do, I'll probably have to live with the bad memories for the rest of my life.

　..........
　Good grief.
　No one seems to have escaped.
　If it were possible, I would have wanted them to escape.

　Beshgam has repeatedly stated that we can't win.
　You already know the power differential between me and Beshgam, after all the fights we've had.

　Huh, I exhaled.

　It would be so cool if I woke up here and awakened to some true power I hadn't seen yet or something.
　It would be great if the unknown power of the forbidden curse was released and I could conveniently power up or something.
　Oh........or maybe Hibigami will come to your rescue?

　It would be so nice to see that happen.
　But--

You know, I don't think that's going to work out so well.

　I hung my head and said.

'That was weird to the end, you guys.'

　I can see the besh gum approaching.
　I can hear the distance in his voice.

''So I'm going to make all of you suffer and kill you. Especially that headmaster and the sub-human, I'll make them suffer carefully.
Hey, Beshgam.
Hmm?
Finally, can I ask you something?
All right.

　Another step and there was the sound of Beshgam stamping on the ground.

'If it's not a trivial question, I'll answer it.
Why would Cecily Arkwright be the reason you guys came to Renowthread?
That's a trivial question. You don't have to answer it. If you want to know, ask Masso.

　There's hardly any strength left in my body.
　You can tell that your body is no longer capable of fighting properly.

So then ... how did you become so strong?
The secret of my strength, huh? Well........so-called 'perfection' was your initial motivation for yearning for it?
Perfect?
I longed for the ultimate system of perfection that would not be intimidated by anything. As I pursued this, I began to think about how I wanted to make myself a complete being. Yes, everyone has that idea. I'm sure everyone has that desire to hold an unshakable perfection in their hands. But - perfection is good just for me. Everyone else can be imperfect. Just keep licking each other's wounds, and keep distracting each other from reality with a comfort that is neither poison nor medicine, that imperfection is not as bad as you think.

　It occurred to me that Bethgam Angren might be a genuine monster, even in his mentality.
　Nevertheless, this man seems to be worthy of answering any question about himself.
　He seems to like himself to a tee.
　I could see that Beshgam had come within a foot or so of me.

　This is where the emotions bubbling up inside of me--

　Fear, was.

　Afraid.
　I'm human too.
　I'm just a human being, though I'm a curse user.
　I'm just a person, a normal person.

But there's something else that's perfect. It's the world, for example, and it's God. That's why it's unclean. That's why I spit on the world and on God. As a man I spit on the world and on God, as Beshgam Angren.

　The roots of my teeth don't engage.
　My shoulders and arms are shaking, but I manage to keep them from shaking.
　But my lips tremble.
　I'm scared.
　Tears well up in the corners of my eyes.

　--I'm scared.

"Ugh.

　In the end, I couldn't bear it.
　Bringing both hands to my face, to my face.



　I yelled, keeping my face down.

'Guh, phew........'

　At the same time, he vomits blood.

'Ugh ... uh ...'
Hmmm ... you're a hapless, cursed man.

　"You're done for," said Beshgam, as if he'd run out of things to look down.

"This is the end of you," he said. You're done. Yeah ... you wanted to know how I got to this point in my life.
...
We, the four brothers, are supposed to be...


　The final power.
　All of it.
　With every fiber of my being, with every fiber of my being.

　I pounced on Beshgam, and he pounced on me.

　It was probably my left arm that Beshgam was wary of until the end.
　Obviously, it was this left arm that had been damaging to Beshugam.

　Sure enough.
　Beshgam came to crush my left arm.
　He must have been anticipating it.
　If they were to set it up, he said, it would be here.

"Gosh, gosh--

　But

　That's my right arm that's been shoved into Beshgam's mouth.

　Thank you.

　Thank you for talking about yourself in a rambling way.
　I push my right arm as far as I can into the back of my throat as hard as I can.
　I peel my eyes full of beshgum.
　I am.


　I let go of the one I was holding in my right hand.
　At the same time, he pulled his right arm out in one fluid motion.


　The words were uttered.


"--The third curse, release.


　For a moment.
　Beschgum's eyes.
　My nose.
　My mouth.
　It was red and glowing.

　Continuing on, as if an explosion had occurred inside, Beshgam's belly seemed to swell up a little bit.

''Gahhh...!　Gah, gah.........!

　When my right arm was shoved into my mouth, at the same time I was trying to pull it out, Beshgam instantly tried to bite my right arm off.
　So, although I managed to prevent him from just biting me off, the skin on my right arm was scraped off significantly by the beshgam's teeth, leaving me with a painful appearance.
　Beshgam reaches out with his trembling right hand to catch me while blood flows from around the bare eyeball.

........myself, so........!

　Yes.


　I gouged out my own left eye - I gouged out my own eye.


　As expected, I was scared.
　I was terrified of gouging out my own eye, and I screamed out to scare myself away.
　But.

　I had to do it.

　I knew it was the only way.
　If not from the outside, then from the inside.
　I thought it was worth a try.

　I dared to bite off the inside of my mouth and vomit blood to cover up the blood from my eyes.
　I knew where the besh gum was located by voice.
　The words come from his mouth.
　Then I could figure out where the target, the mouth, was, even if I was hanging my head.

　The other thing I needed was for Beshgam to be talking at all times.
　I needed a gap to twist my arms around.
　So I needed to shake the questions that Beshgam wanted to talk about.
　
　This was the move I came up with when I saw that Beshgam was regaining his emotions and talking in a way that felt good.

　All that was left was ... my, my resolve.
　Only my resolve to overcome my fears.

　Of course, it's undeniable that it was a one or the other bet.
　There was no guarantee that the Third Forbidden Spell would be activated even if it left my body.
　Still........if this doesn't work, I'll think about the next move.
　That's just the way it is, I thought.

　Even if this didn't work, I wasn't going to give up.
　I'm going to scramble to the end.
　That was the plan.

　Beshgam rushed to spit out his eyeballs.
　Beshgam tries to shove his hand into his mouth.

''--My life, my eye...''

　Let's do it.

Release the third curse.
Yah....ah...!

　The energy seeking an outlet ramped up inside the beshgam's body.
　During this time I took my distance, rolling awkwardly on the ground.
　After a certain distance, I turn to face the beshugam, which makes my body wobble.
　The tyranny of the rays of light subsides.
　Shhhh.
　Something like smoke was being spat out of the mouth of the now-unfallen Beshgam.
　Tears of blood were flowing from its eyes.
　Blood was dripping from its nose as well.
　Still, it hadn't reached the point of collapse.
　I haven't reached the point of collapse, but--

　Definitely a different quality of damage than before.

　I, on the other hand, was still knee-deep in the ground with no strength in my legs.
　It seems that the sudden approach just now has used up most of my strength.
　I can't stand up anymore.
　However, he could chant the forbidden spell.

　I can continue chanting.

　Blood is sloshing from the eye socket where I lost my eyeball.
　My right eye is also throbbing with pain from the use of the forbidden curse.
　..........
　It doesn't matter.

"I invoke the counterspell I am the king of the evil eye....

　At this time, Beshgam's decision was really accurate and quick.
　As soon as he saw that he would be forced to activate the forbidden curse before he could spit it out, he seemed to instantly discard the means of spitting it out.
　Beshgam sprinted towards us with a demonic form - the main body of the body, and came to kill us in the blink of an eye.
　Not a single roar.
　Not a single useless movement.
　It's a good idea to have every nerve focused solely on killing me.
　Because he can make this decision, Beshgam is strong.

''--The third, third, forbidden curse--release, release.......!

　The third prohibition is activated in the body of the beshgam.
　Bofu, and Beshgam's belly swells up.
　However, the beshgam is not frightened.
　It stops moving once when the forbidden spell is activated, but it comes right at you.
　What comes to his bloody face is an overwhelming intent to kill.
　Pure and unadulterated murderous intent.
　It was the first time I had experienced such a clear intent to kill from someone else.
　And.

　A surgical formation appeared underneath Bethgam's feet.

''--?

　A few beats and a stop in the movement of Beshgam.
　Shanatrice's, 'Linpuerg'.
　Continuing to close in on Beshgam is 'Mist Lutin'.
　Beshgam swept away 'Mistortin' with his arm, which activated an intrinsic magic formula with a surgical imprint.
　And, behind him.

　The second 'Mist Lutin' shot, which seemed to have been activated in layers, was hidden.

　Beschgum's expression crumpled and distorted, and he dismissed the unique techniques released from the two girls in an abhorrent manner.

''--Most fruitful, the source of annihilation, the source of annihilation!　I am the eye of my life.

　I scream.
　I scream.
　While spinning the forbidden curse, I just keep on screaming.

"The third forbidden curse, released........

　Down.

I invoke the curse.　I am...

　Stay down.

"Third Abjuration released!　I unleash the curse.　I am...

　Escaping the spell of the unique technique, Beschgam Angren approaches with a truly inhuman intimidation.
　When a wounded beast turns to attack with a deadly determination, or maybe it would produce this kind of power.
　Perhaps because of the third forbidden curse scratching around inside his body, Beshgam's face and body have already been deformed into a snarl, and he no longer retains his original form.


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


　And then--

　A red-black ray of light stretched out, straight to the heavens.

　The third forbidden curse ... pierced the heavens of Beshgam's brain.
　Beshgam howled.
　Is it really a cry of despair?
　And then the sword of red light, clothed in black thunderclap--

　The face of Bethgam Angren was slashed, in half, in half.

　The one that was the Fourth Deadly Disaster collapses onto its back in a large figure, with blood billowing from its body.
　Continued, ringing.
　An earth-shaking.
　It was as if the earth trembled.

　Then.
　For a moment, like some kind of blank, I felt as if time had stopped.
　The wind blew.
　Only the sound of the leaves scraping against the trees as that wind swayed, bringing sound to the world, bringing that illusion.

　And - finally my ears felt the sound of my own repeated, wild breathing.

''Hah........hah, hah.......!

　A chuckle goes down from my head.
　Did you do it?

.....

　His expression is distorted by the pain in his eyes.
　I try to sit up.
　But I can't put any strength into my body.

No, ka.....

　I still don't seem to have the strength left to even stand up.
　Instead, he lifts his head.
　Then he looks at Beshgam.
　...........
　He doesn't seem to be moving anymore.
　As expected of that thing........it's dead.
　No.
　It's rather embarrassing even if it were alive.
　I look up at the sky for some reason.

"You made it.

　The breeze caressing his bloody cheeks felt a little more comfortable.

''You ... did it, didn't you?''

　Finally, my heartbeat and breathing calmed down.
　I took a breath and then turned my head towards the direction of the voices.

　What jumped into my remaining right eye was the sight of Makina-san and the others rushing up to me, each with a separate expression on their faces.