213-235-Dedicated to Dear Death




 Amadeus is relentless in muttering the word "pompous," but I can't see his intentions. But we cannot see his intentions.
 It is not that he is blinded by his mask.
 The meaning of these trivial words, muttered in the midst of an unusual thought and personality, is not something that anyone would want to know.

 Then, in the sky above, the great tree suddenly became still. The large tree, which had been descending slowly, stopped moving.
 Masamune turned his attention to it as well, but I don't think he was surprised by the situation.
 Unlike the others, he just looked bored, and his emotions could be read even through his mask.
 His shoulders slumped and I guess there was no more motivation.
 Was it because Zeke had called him out of the blue, out of the blue?

 Then a large tree began to shake its entirety as if it was being buffeted by a strong wind.
 Then, as if cut off, a small one slowly descended from the large tree that had stopped.
 Ichijo, and Zeke and Brahms squinted at the scene, staring at the single tree as it slowly descended.

'That's...'

 The reason they were transfixed - it was different than when they found the big tree.
 In other words, the more they stared, the more they stared, the more they saw something a little odd about the tree.

 -- a human corpse with a hanged head.

 No, we don't know if it was human or not.
 But the hanging corpse of a seemingly human being is nailed to the branching end of the tree as it descends by itself.

 Then slowly the hanging body opens its eyes. The tree has already descended close enough to us to see it. But it was up in the sky.
 And then it opens its mouth and starts muttering something.

"From a miserable life........dear death.......

 The eyes of the hanging corpse widen at every murmur, and the inner and outer corners of the eyes are split open and the eyeballs pop out, catching Brahms in the act.

It's not a "miserable" thing to do, it's a "dear death" thing to do, not a "miserable" thing to dream about.

 And then its eyes open and the hanging corpse catches Brahms with a big smile, bare of death.

'Dearest death, greet it with a smile of praise!

 -- the words of a hanging corpse that could be taken as a signal of something.
 At that moment, the small tree shook its body violently, as if it had been stirred by a strong wind, just as the large tree far above had shown earlier.
 Immediately afterwards, countless round orange fruits flew out of the thick grass, branches and crevices.
 And large tears spilled down the cheeks of the hanging corpse.

''Dear death than a miserable life! I'd rather die dearly than long for misery! I'd rather be dreaming of something I don't believe in! Dearest death, greet it with a smile of praise!

 A corpse crying out with its relentlessly abominable smile.

 And an impossible citrus (...) from its small form covered the sky above Brahms.

 Amadeus spreads his hands out like that and laughs as he sobs vigorously.

'Kuhahahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!

 And to Brahms, I hold out my hand.

"I give you a dear death. Thank you? May you perish with great pomp and circumstance....

 At that moment, scattered citrus fruits flew all around it, including Brahms.
 The sound of citrus fruits falling endlessly, one after another, into the wetland slime and the other being smashed and crushed.
 It's an unpleasant sound, as if people are chewing their food over and over without opening their mouths.
 They are audible in every crevice and dominate the hearing.
 The slime sometimes absorbs the impact of the fall, but the sounds of citrus pouring down on top of it again and chewing never cease.

 And the crushed citrus - the contents of the crushed citrus - are brightly colored orange flesh. Instead, it was red and slimy, like the internal organs of a living thing.
 It gave off a strange odor like the dead flesh of a cow, and there was no longer a shadow of citrus.

 The surroundings were filled with the smell of dead flesh and pulp (,) which may or may not be internal organs.
 Even the Spirit King was able to hold his nose. Brahms braced himself for the unstoppable rain, covering his head with his arms, but keeping an eye out for Amadeus.

 And then the rain stopped. Dumbly.

'The end is ... sad. Only a sense of loss is left, and then it passes away as if everything that had gone before had never happened.

 Amadeus is sentimental in the swamp where the sound has disappeared.
 But when Amadeus turned his hand to him, Brahms realized that it wasn't the end.

'Then you don't have to end it--'

 And like the words of the hanging corpse, Amadeus mutters, as if it were a signal for something.

'Let your guard down!'

 Immediately after, something popped up all at once from the unshaken, silent, red puddle of flesh and juice that spread around them.
 At first glance, it was a worm. Upon further consideration, it's still a worm.
 Worms of such a common size that they seem to grow better than normal.
 All of them jumped on Brahms at once and surrounded him.

'Brahms!'

 With an impatient expression, the spirit king called out.

''Lord Borut! It's a lightning bolt!

I know what I'm talking about! Phew!

 In response to his instructions, Boult immediately covered Brahms with blue lightning. But--

'Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!'

 --Immediately afterwards, the worms slipped through the Spirit King's blue armor unaffected.
 In an instant, Brahms was covered in a swarm of worms.

''Ugh! Crap! Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

'Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!'

 Amadeus laughs as if it spontaneously spills out from the depths of his heart, instead of the decorating voice he had just used earlier.

''Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

'Huhhahahahahahahahahahahaha! This is so fun! How do you feel about being blessed with citrus? You'll regret being born.

 Amadeus feels good and continues to smile high. There would be a big smile underneath that mask.

 But then a reddish-black wave suddenly covers Brahms' body.

 The next thing you know, it covered not only Brahms, but all of those citrus and odd-smelling objects scattered around him.

 --The Wave of Erosion, "Disappearing Aura".
 It was Masamune's magic.

''The farce is over.''

 By the time Masamune muttered that, the citrus fruits that clung to Brahms's body had already been removed and everything had been eroded, including the source of the strange odor around him.

''.........''

 Amadeus stood looking at the scene before him, which had changed in an instant, and wondered if he was that shocked.
 And when Amadeus opened his mouth, he turned his body to face Masamune, not Brahms.

'You.....'

 Amadeus's red eyes caught Masamune's.

 Meanwhile, the dying Brahms.
 From the neck down - through his clothes, countless small holes have opened up all over his body.
 Blood was flowing from there, and Brahms' clothes were dyed bright red from the oozing and spreading.

''Brahms! Get a grip! Your contract is weakening! Don't let this go....

Mr. Borut we'll have to break the contract if we're not going to get to Mr. Borut.

 At that time, a yellow-green magic circle appeared at Brahms' feet.
And the same yellow-green light enveloped Brahms - Masamune's Healing (Heal).

 It healed Brahms and the wound rapidly closed up.
 Amadeus is just watching the situation in silence. And then he asked Masamune, "What do you mean by that?

'What do you mean?'

What? ........my line, right?

'What's he doing?' he asks...

 The candidates for the King should understand each other's emotions - is that what you're saying? Amadeus blames Masamune for his actions.

 At that time, three magicians appeared behind Sieg, who was bracing himself at the side.
 You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of them.

 I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about it.

 Schneizel, who appeared, immediately checked his surroundings and then found Masamune.

''Nito-dono!''

  Then he called out, but Masamune did not respond.

''One after the other...''

 Amadeus, on the other hand, looks disgusted.
 When Amadeus checked on Schneizel's appearance, he let out a deep sigh, a complete change from his earlier exuberant appearance, and seemed to be severely disgusted by the multitude gathered there.

''Everywhere I look, humans ... it's exhausting.

 The words would have been audible from where Masamune was. But Masamune only stared at that white, distorted mask of Amadeus and said nothing.

'I commend Alford for his confidence and courage. You guys ......................I'll let you live.

 I don't know what that uncomfortable pause means in Amadeus' mind.
 But with those words, Amadeus disappeared for the last time.
 I don't know if it's magic or skill...I don't know how it works, but when Amadeus' body is covered by a familiar red-black shadow, it compresses as if it's taken in.
 And then he disappeared as it was - just staring at Masamune as he left.

''Kutaku........''

 You don't think that he was able to escape - but Zeke's expression showed his regret.
 It's as if they let me escape. Of course, Masamune might have been able to counter it, but the current Masamune doesn't seem to have any desire to do so.

''Nito... why did you let him go?''

 I don't blame him. Zeke just genuinely didn't understand.
 From Zeke's point of view, it looked like Masamune had enough time to make it seem like Nito would have at least been able to inflict a hand injury.

'I'm...'

 Masamune seemed to be trying to answer that question. But for some reason, he's choking up.

 Meanwhile, Boruto is staying with Brahms. And Ichijo is looking down at Eliza, whose face is still buried in Alford's chest.
 Schneizel, who was late to those situations, couldn't wrap her head around it and was looking for answers to Zeke and Masamune's conversation.

'Zeke you need to stop calling me. It's annoying. I've got things to do, too.

....

 With those words, Zeke turned around once and looked at Alford's figure lying down. As if to show Masamune........

'I'm sorry about Alford.

'Amadeus is Alford's avenger. We can't leave him alone. 'Nito? Aren't you? Alford's one of us, isn't he?

I don't know, man.

What? ...What did you say?

 Zeke narrowed his eyes and stared at Masamune.

'Lord Nito!'

 At that moment, I saw Schneizel walking towards us.

''Schneizel what do you want?''

...I'm pretty sure that's Lord Nito with your lack of affability.

 Schneizel jokingly exchanged a few words.

'Answer my question, will you? .....

 But on the other hand, Zeke doesn't care if Schneizel shows up or not. Masamune's words, which seemed to have been shoved away earlier, were trapped.

 But Masamune opened his mouth not to Zeke, but to Schneizel.

'We just met a few days ago, Schneizel. Before I go on, I'll tell you, that was brought on by your life so far. It's not my problem.

Hmm? What are you talking about?

We'll see.

 Masamune does not speak further. In contrast, Schneizel now doesn't get it at all, let alone have any idea what's going on.

 Then Masamune made the dungeon vortex appear and finally told Zeke.

'I'm sure I've contributed many times before. It's just that every time I've happened to be in a country that I had a connection with, but I still wouldn't have specifically refused. Zeke, I've done what you asked, haven't I? As I say, that was your mistake, and well, it doesn't matter now either. And now you're aware of it, right?

Nit.....

You're relying on me too much. You're the leader. This is what you brought upon yourself, okay? It's not my fault. If you had your way, Alford would still be next to you, right now. You're the one who created this situation where that's impossible.

 Masamune then walked into the vortex.

'Stay away from me. I can't leave now........

 Zeke wouldn't know what those words meant.
 Zeke just couldn't say anything back.

 Unable to find words to put to the situation, Schneizel stared at Nito's back as he disappeared into the vortex.

 Then Masamune disappeared.