Darkness dominated the space.

''What........is this.......?''

　Cynthia shrugs behind me.

'This is what Bagnuba looks like.
It's just darkness...?
'Yes. The evil god Bagnuva has no definite formula.

　This darkness is the Bagnuba.
　The thick darkness around us gives the illusion that we are laughing at ourselves.

'Kurt...'

　Lazevara clenched his fists in a worried manner.

'Don't worry, Lazevara. I'll be done with it now (...) times soon.

　I told her and turned my attention to Bagnuba again.

"Well, my dear Bugnuba," I said, "you can come at me all you like. "Well, my dear Bugnuba, you can come and go as you please. I've heard it's more powerful than it was a thousand years ago.

　I challenge it.
　Then Bagnuba - or rather, the darkness - spoke directly to my head.


'Die.'


　It's a unique quality of voice, as if one could feel the horror of it just by shaking one's eardrums.


'Die, die, die, die, die, die--'


　Hmm, you're trying to capture me with your evil intentions.
　Perhaps you have come to attack King's Landing, using your voice to control the dragons.

　But...


What's the matter?　Such noise. It's pointless in front of me.


　By nature, that voice has a nature that just by listening to it, one would be captured by evil thoughts and take control of one's body.
　But this kind of thing, without bothering to use magic, can be dispelled by mental power alone.

'Boring. Boring!" "Bagnuva, your power is not like this, is it?　Bagnuba is the evil god of destruction. Such things are only used to increase the number of his men. Your power.....

　That was when I was about to say that.

'Kyah!'

　She let out a high-pitched scream, which was unusual for Cynthia.

'What's the matter, Cynthia?'
The cord...

　I looked at her and saw that the cord holding part of her uniform together had been broken.

　It's starting.
　If I let this go, I won't be able to get away with it.

"Discipline of Destruction.

　I say the word.

　The discipline of destruction.
　As I've said many times, God has the effect of creating discipline and forcing others to follow it.
　For example, it is as if the peace-loving Razevara created the discipline, "You can't attack me".
　On the other hand, the discipline created by the evil goddess of destruction, Bagnuba, is....


'I will destroy everything.'


　Bugnuba's voice comes directly into my brain.

'Die, die, die, die, die.'

　Strong thoughts flow in.

　It is impossible to defy God's discipline.
　Everything is broken in front of Bagnuba.
　Darkness stirred, and the hatred of the evil god tried to scare everything in the world.

'What if you - are you not making a great intuition(s) mistake(s)?'

　I move my mouth as the discipline of destruction blows by.
　I can't act outside of discipline.
　Even I, a thousand years ago, ended the fight before he could invoke the Discipline of Destruction.
　The moment the discipline is triggered, my defeat is assured.

　--but.


Why do I have to obey the discipline?


　Discipline is broken.
　At that moment, a light lit up in the darkness and it gradually grew larger and larger.

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

　I heard Bagnuba gasp.

'How can you be so out of discipline, you ask me?

　I continue, crossing my arms and staying level-headed.

'A thousand years ago, it was impossible to fall out of discipline. But now, I'm stronger than I was a thousand years ago. Don't think you're the only one who has amassed strength.
".....
You can't break discipline. That was a matter of course. But don't expect me to be able to reason with you now that I've got more power.

　I take a step forward.
　All those seemingly troublesome things like evil thoughts ... destruction ... discipline ... are just as much a part of me as the rest of the dust. No.

Discipline is a solid rule and that's what I thought a thousand years ago. But don't think you can bind me with such soft principles.

　Oh, dear.
　This is going to be a very short-lived solution, after all.

And it's more difficult to create something than to destroy it.

　Hold out your right hand.
　I'm going to concentrate the magic power in my hand.
　I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them.
　I'm not going to be the only one who's been in a position to do that.
　I'm going to have to use enough magic as a blessing, or else this travesty won't be worth it.


World Creation.


　Creation.
　The light, which was small at first, gradually diffused, until eventually all the darkness disappeared.

''Why, why...''

　Destruction is broken down, and I'm trying to create a new reason.
　For the first time, Bagnuva whispered.

'I have slept for a thousand years to defeat you and destroy the world. So why did you...'
What, a thousand years?

　The evil magic of Bagnuba gradually faded away.
　I continued, scoffing at the foolish god who knew nothing but destruction.


"You're still a thousand years too young to challenge me.


　Thus the crisis (Bagnuba) passed in a daze.