Loki and Hazan leave, and the three remaining men stand there for a moment, but not long enough to let their guard down. No one can distract the three of them at this time. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. You have to die anyway, so the sooner the better.
'What do you think he was waiting for in the outside world for? If you really think you can kill him, then congratulations.

　Even Ars's swearing was received by Croquel with a big smile.
　Crockel, with his hair brushed back, squinted depressingly with his clear blue eyes.

''There was a whole lot of recovery work involved. It would have been easiest if you'd done as I said and committed suicide.
I'm sure you did but you've made a real nuisance of yourself.

　Mekphis, who stands upright like a gentleman with his hands folded behind his back, tells him in dismay, though.

''Even so, it's a relief that he's alive.......I feel like it. Well, okay. Let's just get this over with.

　That line of Krokel's dialogue raised a few questions for Ars. But he soon learned that they were unanswered.

'Again? Was there ever a time when he was lucky to be alive?
Hmmm. That, no. As expected, I broke out in a cold sweat when [Bad Food] came out of that place.
'He really is an geezer, isn't he?　In that case, I think we've come to the conclusion that it doesn't matter if we defeat them or not.
'Hahaha no, it's too much trouble. Oh yeah, you shouldn't expect help to come.

　Ars cowered his shoulders, saying that he didn't need to be told. If you don't even expect such a thing, it's hard to do it if they come. Either way.

'No help is on the way which is good.

　Now there's nothing to be concerned about. Having decided that, Ars can change into a mere slaughter doll. The thought that if he died without permission, leaving his partner behind, he would be complained about later.

　I realize that there are so many lumps in my heart that I have left unfinished business. I'm still in the middle of taking care of about two people.
　Still, when I think about it, I feel a faint trace of myself in the midst of my sinking emotions. It was a comfort and ... joy that I had never felt before.

　The emotions that I dismissed as unnecessary in the thought of fighting are certainly still a hindrance even now. Still, something was slowly changing with those disturbing concerns, worries and premonitions.
　Even though he couldn't put it into words, his heart echoed a certain rhythm within him as if to let himself know that he was alive.

　One blink of an eye would switch to an exquisite pleasure. The most efficient thoughts and the remaining heart are now in good harmony.

　--'I guess it's time for Loki to leave.

I'd like to get started. Redeem with your own bodies the killings you have started.

　Both Croquel and Mekphis lower their cheeks, which are lifted slightly by the rush of magical power that seems to cling to their bodies.

　Nevertheless, Ars can't move immediately. This was a caution in battle when facing an unknown opponent, but that blue eyes are not the same as the ones I saw during the head of state meeting before.
　Therefore, the move was not a cautious one.............

　He vigorously flips his robe and pulls the AWR with its jet-black blade from his waist.
　Its composition as magic followed the path to expression in an instant.

　Numerous small whirlpools appeared around Ars in space, and those that emit divine magical light are magical swords that resemble the shape of the AWR used by Ars.

　[Oboro Feiyan] Without needing to be reminded, numerous swords are mercilessly shot out against the enemy.

''--!

　Crokel and Mekphis are forced to split up into two groups.
　Ars leaves the continuous sound behind and narrows his target to Mekphis. Approaching at once, Ars draws his knife.

　But although neither of them were able to see the possession of the AWR on the outside, they felt the handiwork as expected. It is far removed from the aspect of AWR as an object.
　It would be prevented by a red-black dagger that looked as if it had coagulated blood.


''That's a strange ability.''
I'm honored by your praise.

　Ars couldn't make any predictions about the lineage to the white-haired young man who didn't change his expression even a twitch. Every time they crossed swords a few times, though, he was able to push a little bit more.

''--!　Tsk!

　He shifted the target of the AWR he was about to swing at and immediately took a step away. A spiraling root spiraled out of the immediate side to form a thick spear, the tip of which was sharp to the extreme.
　A huge spear that was completely unavoidable.

　The highest rank of the earth system. Although informative, the situation has brought more danger than expected. [Root of the Living Tree (Landcale)] is more in part due to physical attacks than its nature as magic.

　Ars immediately constructs an objective barrier and at the same time, he lifts his finger with a quick lift.

　-- [Dark Green Ringing (Grand Quake)]

　The strata, hardened by magic, rose up to split and overlap the ground as if they were shifting. At the same time, a thick wall of earth like a tidal wave has broken in as a protective barrier.
　It's a good idea to make sure that you're not going to be the only one who has the ability to do this.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it. It's a very good idea to be able to have a good time.
　The root of the spiral, which barely deflected above Ars's head, ascended to heaven with the earthen wall.

''[Black Flame Burial [Gehenna]

　Ars clicks his tongue at Crockel's magic, which was spun in such a voice sound that he's about to start laughing now. It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get a good deal more than you think. Although it takes the form of burning, it is far removed from the phenomenon of actually burning. Of course, it can't be extinguished with water.

　--d*mn it!　Even if I could avoid that one........

　A moment later, though, I can hear the good-natured words behind me, "I won't let you do anything.

'That's what you two are here for, right?
--!

　He holds Mekphis' swinging arm and inserts the tip of the knife blade into his neck. He cuts the carotid artery precisely with a familiar motion. In an instant before fresh blood spurts out, Ars sees a turning kick.

　As it was, Mekphis was blown up to a little in front of Crockel in a position where his body was bent over.

　Barrier-type magic doesn't even buy time against the black flames above his head. Then there was no choice but to strike the surgeon directly.

　If you burn the magic and increase the firepower, Ars will be surrounded in the blink of an eye. Even if he only snatched it, he would lick his entire body from the black flames. To burn that person's magic power.
　A fragmentary memory that was faintly in the corner of my mind was sounding the alarm on this magic.


　A wavering shadow loomed without needing to look overhead. Immediately, Ars runs towards Krokel, but as if it were an ego, the black flames scattered sparks of fire as if spreading in the air and tracking him.

　Just before the descending black flames cover up as if they were blocking the way to go - Ars crosses the fingers of his left hand as if they were playing.
　The coordinates with Mekphis, who just now landed by holding his neck, are switched.

　''Mutual transfer of information between two points, or shuffle--'' The positions of each other are swapped by immediately copying and accurately overlapping each other's location information.

"One person is eliminated--

　I instantly recognize the changing vision. In the face of the Crockel in front of me, Arus raised a blade of super vibration clad in a [Dimension Thrust] dimensional fault. It doesn't matter what your strength is, the opponent isn't able to respond to Ars that suddenly appeared in front of you.

　The defenseless Crokel's eyes were pointed straight at Ars. At this distance, it was impossible to prevent, let alone evade. Nevertheless, there was not the slightest trace of fear of death, and his mouth arched fearlessly.

　--!　It was equal to a gut feeling. Ars was quicker than he could think, his seeping body complained anecdotally of discomfort, and his gaze fell to the hand that held the AWR.
　The arm that moved into the motion to raise it was the wrong person to kill. Against his will, the point of the cut was aimed at his face.
　The only thing that can be said about the situation is that the only one who will die is definitely Ars, as we do not even know when he returned his wrist. It was, oddly enough, a composition that would willingly commit suicide as Crockel had said.


　Even though the arms are conscious, they still don't know what to say. A moment, less than a second later, a strange situation occurred where he attempted to commit suicide by himself without taking any measures.

''Kuh!''

　He can't afford to worry about his position. Ars forcefully twists his body. It's his own arm, the cutting edge that runs across his face has adjusted its trajectory to draw a circle as expected.
　And then - Ars's cheek was deeply slashed as he evaded to dive inside the arm coming towards him. Even so, he had succeeded in releasing the [Dimensional Fault, [Dimension Thrust], and he didn't want to think about what would happen if he couldn't get there in time.

''Yes, it's over.''

　However, such carelessness would not allow the enemy to be missed in front of him, and Crockel swung his sword over his head as if he had expected this to happen.
　Ars instantly understands when it was pulled out. He didn't pull it out, he had it from the beginning.

　A kind of noise runs through the space, and the sword blade gradually becomes clearer.