"Marc,

Yeah.

　They start running.
　Instead of running side by side, Marc is following behind Phillip-san.

　Judging from the movement of magic power, white magic is being applied only to Philippe-san.
　It seems that he has increased its effectiveness by reducing the number of targets and narrowing down the areas where it can be strengthened.

　Perhaps, attack power.
　Not only did he avoid splitting up by running closely together, but he also secured the offensive and defensive power to break through Belito's interception.

　He is a 【Vajra Hero】. He's a swordsman with excellent defensive abilities.
　He also knows his sister's magic. He's determined to be able to break through?

"Verrito.

Yes.

　We start moving too.
　We split up, and I approach Marc in an arc.

　A number of cones stick out of the ground at an angle, like a wall.

　Philippe doesn't stop.
　He cleaves his sword sideways and jumps over the cones, splitting them in half.

　Marc-san changes direction just in time for me to enter the blind spot. 【Seishihaku Knight】 runs out towards us.
　Philip-san rushed at Belito without hesitation.

''If your combination is excellent, just don't let them work together.

　Yes.
　It's a simple answer. It's just not easy.
　If coordination is tricky, then get in the way.

　Our coordination is predicated on a few factors.
　If I'm in combat, I don't have a lot of thought to devote to magic.

　If Berit supports me, it reduces the durability of the walls and fist attacks that are activated at the same time, and the time it takes to activate them.

　Helping each other means using some of my abilities for the benefit of others.
　In the meantime, you will be more neglectful of yourself than you were before.

　It's not a good or bad thing, just a fact.
　If there are those who are racking up victories by helping each other, it's an effective move to sabotage them.

　In particular, I'm a [Black Mage]. The magic I've shown so far isn't the only thing that will make me leave. Even the fighting abilities I've shown so far are not comparable to a fighting position when combined with magic.

　They will break the coordination between Verito and me, defeat me, and defeat Verito with no support.
　It's an ideal and realistic plan.

　So we had decided.

"?

　I could see that they were momentarily upset.
　Mr. Marc is approaching me and Mr. Phillip is approaching Verito, and yet we don't care about each other at all - because we don't care about each other at all.

''Are you ... insane?''

　Marc-san mutters in an angry voice.
　That's also natural. Although he has an aptitude for white magic, but overall he is said to be a degraded version of [Holy Knight], [Seishihaku Knight].

　However, it's not a weak one by any means. It's not an opponent that a wizard can match with a sword.
　But I am now facing him with my preparation staff out.
　There is no support for Belito.

　That is equivalent to declaring that I will defeat you without regard to the disadvantage of [Position(Job)].

　The more diligent a person is, the more annoyed they should be.
　You think you can win, you ask.
　Do you think you can look like that?

　I can understand why he's angry. I mean, he knows what he's doing.

'Is this a fight for sanity?'

　I dare you to sound agitated.

　I know I can't win with sword skills.
　The wall of talent related to combat is thick, and your opponent will outperform you in terms of effort.

　Still, there are times when I have to win.
　At such times, fortitude alone won't help.

　So I use whatever I can use.
　Even if it's just words, even if it's not even a half step forward.
　If it brings us closer to victory.

''All right. If you're willing to do so, then I will only cut with all my might.

　Mr. Marc probably noticed and got on board.
　He's going to take all my tricks and win.
　The fight begins.

　◇

"Lady Verito. I once saw a brave man who fought much like you.

....

　I'm about to turn my fist into a giant's fist, and my brother's fist is coming.

　--You're fast!

　He quickly deployed as much as he could clothe as quickly as he could into his arms, protecting the abdomen his fists were aiming for.

　Impact.

　The white silver clad in my arms cracks and shatters, and Boku's body floats backwards and retreats heavily.

''That [brave] aspired to be an adventurer only after his brother affirmed his childhood dream, and was driven to failure because he chose a style that wasn't suited to the times and the person in question.

　Get the shield out of the ground.........

　He jumped backwards as quickly as he could.
　A moment later, the wall in the middle of the growth is torn open and my brother comes from the other side of it.

　-- 'Boku, I want to be a brave man. It doesn't matter how big, scary, numerous, strong or battered the opponent is, in the end we will win. It's so cool.'

　-- 'Oh, you can be.'

　What comes back for a moment is a childhood memory.

'My foolish older brother didn't know the reality. He didn't interfere after his own failure, as if it were his sister or something. It was only when her failures became apparent that they were finally reunited. That foolish brother was really very foolish and tried to encourage her to do nothing.

　He continues to speak in a small, wind-swept voice, so that only me can hear him.

''A [Brave Man] who is abandoned by his friends is miserable. Because, without 【Brave Man】, the party can't be formed. The fact that they are considered unnecessary even though they are indispensable means that they are judged to be unable to be the keystone of the party, which is nothing but a denial of their existence value.

　''It's not in vogue, why don't you understand?'' ''Everyone is always falling apart because they fight according to you. It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you can get your avatar repaired. Even if you go that far, the number of views won't increase.'' ''I don't care if you win at the end or not, if you're a [brave] man, be a golden strategy flower.''

　There is no mistaking what my old buddy said.
　That's why I didn't stop, and I felt bad about it.

　At first they were all very supportive of what I was doing. We thought, "That's cool, let's have a cool party.

　But you need a lot of things to live in reality.
　It's a frustrating experience when you know you can't get your way and you can't have it.

　I don't have any choice.
　No one was interested in being the brave person I wanted to be, that's all.

　There was also a girl who stayed behind. It's Leila, the 【Thief】. She was the only one who stayed with me before and after I changed my ways.

　She seems to like [White Silver Prince], though we have a bit of a difference of opinion there.

'The man made up his mind as he looked at his sister, who was trying to smile at her brother despite his exhaustion. Never again would he utter a shitty, unkind word. And, without fail, he would let the world know that she existed. Because unlike her foolish older brother, she possessed beauty, brilliance and a spirit of fortitude. I will make this something that no one can ignore. That has become a man's goal.

　His swinging down gouges the ground and the ground around him rolls up.

　It makes it look like he has lost his stance and I drive my back fist into him.

　He catches it with his eyes and leaps to his feet the moment he reacts.
　Instead of a fist, I was going to hit him with a spinning kick from the start.

''--''

　His eyes widened slightly, but he quickly blocked a kick aimed at the side of his head with his arm.
　His body drifted and the distance between them opened up slightly.

'I don't know, I don't know. If I'm that kid, I'll have a good memory for the rest of my life, no matter what happens afterwards, having my brother tell me that I could be that kid. I may regret what I did, but I can't possibly resent the fact that he pushed me back.

I hate that.

　My brother said, sounding really pained. Soon that look would disappear.

'I shouldn't have let you dream,'

　The respectful words are gone. The words that were directed at Verito are now directed at his sister.

'Dreams are his own thing, you know. He can't and shouldn't do it for anyone else.

　While concocting magic power for the giant's fist, he formed a separate white and silver arm and let it attack him.

''No you should. If it's all your fault, then what's the responsibility of supporting him?　You want to be nice, cajole them, challenge them, and pretend you don't know when they fail?　I can't, I would never do that.

It was his decision. It was all his decision.

'Oh, and I'll do what I decide to do.'

　He cuts through all of that and approaches again.

'It wasn't a success, that is.

No, my sister she's still dreaming.

　I'm separated from my mind again.

'What's wrong with that?'

　The destroyed white silver liquefied, writhing and gathering like slime.

'I thought that one day I would find a compromise between my dreams and reality, but I was wrong. I'm going to wipe out the present that I've just built, at the instigation of a man I met by chance.'

　--Oh.

　Oh. So that's what it was. That's when I realized.

　To my brother, Leme was his past self.

　He didn't deny his sister's reckless dreams, but irresponsibly affirmed them.

　Only his sister would do that and get hurt.
　That's why she said and did things like that even though Mira was there too. She was so angry that she forgot to put on the mask she usually wears when dealing with the public.

''Huh.''

"...Did I say anything interesting?

'I think your sister appreciates you. I think she just wanted you to know that there are some things you just can't give up.

　Really, at first I was just going to talk to him.

　Once my brother asked me to put together a party with him, and I was the one who got on board.
　I was the one who played the role of the "Silver Prince". It's not that I don't like him.

　But I feel a gap between me and my ideal self. The more I go on, the more I feel like I'm suffocating.

　I was convinced that in order to become the person I wanted to be one day, I needed to be popular.
　I was gaining popularity, and I thought it was okay to try to be that person again.

　That's what it came down to, though.

'I know, but I'm not going to admit it. It's time for you to wake up from your silly dreams.

You'll never wake up. I'm going to make it happen.

　The destroyed white and silver come together to form a giant arm.
　The arm swings down from in front of him.