Razebara, the God of Beauty.

　She carried a divine sword and looked at me.

"It's been a thousand years since I fought a god.

　I wasn't afraid of that.
　On the contrary, I was looking forward to fighting the gods, and I felt my heart thumping.

　Lazevara looked me squarely in the front.


"From now on, I cannot 'attack' you.


　He told her just one word in a clear voice.

''........What are you talking about.......?''

　I listened and Cynthia nodded her head.
　Cynthia didn't seem to understand, but I understood Razebara's words perfectly.

'I see, can't we 'attack'

　Totally, God is a pain in the ass, too.

Kurt, what do you mean?

　Cynthia asks.

'God is able to create 'discipline'. In the presence of that discipline, it is absolute. It cannot be broken by anyone.

　Hence, if Razebara orders 'I can't attack,' I have no choice but to obey.
　Of course, even if he is a god, he can't create discipline for everything.

　But Razebara is a god of beauty.
　She loves beauty and hates above all those who defile it, that is, those who destroy peace.
　It is precisely because of this that she is able to create the discipline of 'no attack'.

'But Lazevara. Even though you say you hate the destroyer of peace, you will attack me.
Yeah, of course.

　Giggling, Lazevara laughed.
　Every movement is beautiful.
　Even in the middle of a battle, you can't help but take your gaze away.

''You, what are you going to do?　You cannot destroy discipline, no matter how much you like it. In order to destroy discipline, we must first break the discipline that says 'discipline is indestructible'.

　Hmmm, Lazevara is right.

'I don't understand what she's saying Cynthia, I don't understand what she's saying...'

　Cynthia still seems to be scratching her head.
　'This is what happens to the people of Pu(⋅)tsuki when they are in the presence of God.

You don't have to think too hard. It's just a matter of time before I lose.

　As I spoke, Lazevara laughed again, as if I was being ridiculous.

'Oh my, how do you think you're going to beat me without attacking me?'
Don't think you can beat me by stopping the attack.

　It provokes.
　Every word of it is as if he is whispering love to his lover.
　Of course, Lazevara and I don't have a relationship as lovers... but if that's the case, then we don't have to exchange words from here on out.

'I'm going.
I'll take you in.


　Because.
　Because lovers are communicating with each other from the heart to the soul - and that's what they are.


"Ha!

　Lazevara screams out.
　Then he raises his sword and attacks me.

''After all ... it seems your sword skills aren't much of a stretch.

　It's like a child using a toy (cancer).
　It's one thing to keep evading.
　But because Lazevara is a god, the concept of endurance doesn't exist.
　Still, given time, Lazevara will eventually lose patience, but with the resurgence of Bagnuba, I'm not going to take my time.

　Hence.


'I'll let you dance.'


　I grabbed my magic sword and gave Razebara a stab.

''Eh...?''

　She avoided it just in time, just in time.
　But I don't miss a moment of fright.
　I spin around and give Razebara a flash.......two flashes. I slash at it with my sword again and again.

''What do you mean?!''

　Razebara avoided it in the nick of time, but she couldn't seem to hide her confusion.

'You shouldn't be able to attack me. Why can't you....''
What's the matter, Lazevara? Just because you haven't seen me in a thousand years doesn't mean you've forgotten about me.

　Don't think you can beat me even if you block my attacks.
　No matter how many attacks are blocked........

'Dancing' isn't forbidden, is it?'
What?

　As I spun around on the spot, I continued to swing my sword gracefully.
　In response, Razebara swung his sword as well.

I'm just dancing. I have no intention of doing anything barbaric like attacking.
'Well, that's not possible. If you have the will to attack, even a little bit, you have no choice but to follow the discipline. You are wielding a sword, a symbol of attack, and it is impossible not to include the will to attack in it. This is because the human will is not so strong.
'Don't make me feel like a normal human being. Not once did I ever think of hurting you.

　Kakin.
　A spitfire ensues.
　I put my face close to Razebara's and I could see her cheeks slowly flush.

'Cackle!'

　I brush the sword away with force.
　Lazevara immediately tried to pick up the sword from the ground, but I immediately grabbed his right hand.

'What are you afraid of?'

　He brings his face even closer to Razebara's.

'I have a pretty good idea what you're thinking. But I'm going to blow all your concerns away.
''Well, you can't do that. I think I know what you're capable of, but still... it's impossible.
Oh dear. Let me repeat that again: just because it's been a thousand years, you've forgotten what I can do.

　Lazevara gets a huff.
　Long lashes. Snow-white skin. Nose lines.
　Everything is beautiful, and as expected of a god of beauty.

"Don't worry about me, gods.

　Staring into her eyes, I continue.


"I love peace above all else. For that, I'll give you everything you could ever want.


　The God of Beauty loves peace as much as I do.
　She must be in a panic right now.
　That's why she created such a labyrinth with only one pillar and tried to manage it all by herself.
　However, the God of Beauty is not a god for battle. She is not a god for battle, but rather a god who protects the discipline of beauty.
　For such a god to be able to contain an evil god like that.......it would have been too much for her to handle.

''........!

　I wonder if the tension has been relieved.
　A faint tear comes to Razebara's eyes.

''Kurt........''

　Then he opened his hands - for a thousand years - and said the thought that he had been holding back for a thousand years.


'Help me...!