Juh.
　There was the sound of something burning.
　The light almost burned her eyes as if she was looking directly at the sun - she closed her eyes to escape the bright red landscape, and when the heat receded, Aisha opened her eyes again.

　Incredibly, it was no longer a grassy field.
　A snap, snap, snap, and fire splashed.
　Even the rocks, not to say green, had dissolved, and the sand and red-hot rock that had dissolved into sludge had turned into magma that flowed like a great river.

　Juh.
　There was the sound again.

　A nauseating smell drifted in the air, breaking the nasal passages.

''Ugh..........''
　Aisha holds her mouth and squats down.
　That sound is the sound of human flesh burning. You'll be able to see that you're not only a good friend, but you're also a good friend.

　A scream pierced my ears.
　Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming - that was all Aisha could hear.

　Someone's scream, a lament, filled the battlefield.
　The breath of the fire dragon (breath) was released at Aisha.
　But the damage was not to Aisha, it was the surroundings that were enormous.
　Burned, seared, and disappearing with time, such lives could be seen all over the battlefield.
　The only people who could barely be said to be safe were a group of high-ranking adventurers and a group of Magic Knights (Magic Knights), led by Krista. It doesn't matter if it's a demon or a person, everything is burning and dying.

''N-, so........why is this........''

I'm sorry, contractor, but I'm afraid that's about as far as we can go with the schism.
　There was not a single scratch on Aisha's body.
　This is because the magic and attribute resistance of the armor that Nacht gave him was outstandingly good. About half of the fire dragon's breath (breath) was repelled by the armor's resistance alone.
　The other half was insulated by Undine's water membrane.
　The billing item that Aisha wore on her right hand, the substitute bracelet, had not yet been shattered.

'Arie, oops. I'm not dead. Did I add or subtract too much?
　A fluent, high-pitched telepathic voice spread out.
　It's hard to believe that it's the voice of someone who has gone to the limit of destruction, but who else would open their mouth in this situation but this fire dragon?

'But it's kind of anticlimactic. I was wondering what kind of irregularity my sister missed, but it's a small one. I thought this was my chance to get my sister back. But the fact that it's small enough to withstand my breath doesn't change the fact that it's a singularity - so please die...
　It's a depressing, light voice.
　It also irritated Aisha.
　Aisha and the others were fighting for their pride. They were fighting for their beliefs, risking their lives.
　And yet, an outsider suddenly appeared and trampled on them, taking away lives that did not need to be lost.

　You're kidding me!
　Aisha's rage mingled with her magic, and the magic that traveled through her body went deeper and deeper, dropping its color and turning a night color.
　That color is like the magical power, which Nacht has, and Aisha is not able to control it at all.



Yes?　What are you talking about?　Worse?　What's that?
　There is absolutely no malice in those words. It's just a question that comes to mind, which makes it even more irritating to Aisha.

'Why did you involve everyone in this?　If it's me they want, why not just go after me--why!　What the hell, man?

You were aiming for it.　You're the only one we targeted. The rest of them are just aftermaths.　Well, the little people die easily. And the number of people will increase quickly. The important thing is balance, and as a dragon observer of the world, the deaths of 100,000 or 200,000 people don't matter to me when I'm performing my duties as a mediator of the world.　I don't care. It's the same with demons. I hope they hate the misfortune of being here.
　This was the word of a dragon who was supposed to be the same as a god.
　Aisha didn't know if that was correct or not.
　But she couldn't help but get angry.
　I don't know, but I was angry.
　Aisha would never admit that this, this thing, this act of creating such a view was right.
　The Lord of Aisha has immense power, but that power has been wielded only by his enemies. He shares his power with the weak, and sometimes reaches out to them on a whim. He would never say that they are tiny or unimportant. He saw people and demons as the same life. He respected them. He cared for the tiny life of Aisha.
　Is that why?
　The reason why Aisha couldn't tolerate the unreasonable fire dragon's violence.

''Don't be silly!　They weren't people who should have died for such a trivial reason!　They weren't worth losing!　It wasn't a good fight to get dirty!　These are the people that Nacht-sama found, and you couldn't have taken them away from them!
　Aisha thinks that not long ago, Aisha has learned to have a very big mouth for a dragon that she would have recognized as a god. Half of it is momentum. The other half is probably because Nacht is the absolute for Aisha.

It's not easy to understand," he said, "but anyway, please die for our sake--
　He swung down, a mighty hand - can you call it a hand?
　One of the sharp, claw-like claws is the same size as Aisha's body.
　The hand is swung down. With that alone, Aisha is unable to stand in place. An overwhelming difference in body size. It seemed to tell me that this was a difference in power.
　Aisha, crushed and slumped by the wind pressure, shouted with all her strength.

'Pa, pumpkin, pumpkin!
　The dragon's hand that was swung down was blocked by two spears and floated in the air.

''Kheehee, trick or treat?''
　Two pairs of pumpkin-headed little devils (pumpkin devils) floated by Aisha's side and stood in the middle of the room, sheltering her. It wore a black cloak over the head of a jack-o-lantern, it had limbs elephantine in wood and held a lantern and a three-pronged spear in its hands.
　It was the special ability of Aisha's equipment, pumpkin pants.

''Huh ... hare ... soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...''
　Instead of losing all of his defensive abilities, he has the skill to summon two guardian beasts, pumpkin devils, once every twenty-four hours. Its level is fifty - a being with high physical strength and fire resistance. It is an unbelievably high level summoning beast, which is an unbelievably high level for a trait-based (unique) equipment's accompanying ability. But it is basically an equipment that is useless in opponents' battles because its flaws are too severe.

''Kheehee, trick or treat?''

What the hell is wrong with them?
　The moment he replied, puzzled by the two pairs of summoned beasts that suddenly appeared, he replied. The fiercely twisted pumpkin's mouth was engulfed in fire.

''Trick!''
　In fact, this summoned beast was a defective product that would stop taking hostile action if you gave it even one of the food-based items that were classified as sweets when it was asked a question.
　Since it was a reward for the event, its performance was known to the players, so it was truly the first of the useless children. Of course, if the opponent was a monster, it could be used, but it was a poor ally mob that would be bribed by some enemies with high intelligence by handing them sweets as well.

　But there is no way that anyone on another world understands the culture of Earth. Aisha doesn't understand it either. Even so, the two Pumpkin Devils launched an onslaught towards the fire dragon.
　In the meantime, Aisha concocted the magic power of the night color.

''I'm sorry for forcing you to do this, lend me your strength again, Undine!
　Aisha tells him so with great effort, but--

I'm sorry, I can't do that.
　The unexpected answer stopped me from thinking.

''Heh...?''

''No, we spirits are a race that chooses our magic power - so, you know, we can't use our distorted magic power, um...''
　Aisha's magic power had now been pulled by the dragon's attendant, and it belonged to the same dragon as Nacht's.
　So it had long since left the realm where the spirits could control it.

''Then what should I do--''

'Well?　The best thing to do is to run away - even if it's not a schizophrenic, I think it's not good against a dragon species. Oh, I'm sorry, contractor. It's time to go home now, so I'd better--
　With that, the water elephant disappeared and a drop of water fell.

'Whee!　So what do I do--
　Krista-san, Guild Chief--I held my tongue as I tried to voice that.
　The fire dragon's only target was Aisha. If that was the case, I didn't want them to get involved again and cause damage.
　A voice reaches the puzzled Aisha.

''Oh, God, it was quite painful, that spear - it got stuck between my claws!　But, well, is that the end of your magic tricks?
　A demon had stabbed into the dragon's fangs and another one had been crushed in the head and collapsed.
　Aisha had wasted her hard-earned time. The situation could be called the worst.
　There is something, anything, that isn't there.
　Aisha's way to fight.
　A way that doesn't involve dying.
　I'm desperately looking for it, but I can't find it.
　I'm not sure how much magic they have, but there's no way to use it.

I'm sure you're not going to be able to find a way to make use of it. Then, please die--
　Aisha, for example, would easily die if one of her fangs were to be pierced. The mouth, such a powerful, symbol of fear, opened and the fangs closed in.
　What popped into my brain was a runner.
　Life with my father.　
　Twenty years of memories.
　More than that, my life with Nacht, which had lasted less than a month, went through my mind.

　I hated it.
　I really hated dying, even more than I did that day when I was wandering in the forest and near death.
　I wanted to stay by Nacht's side for a little while longer, if possible.
　But mercilessly, fangs were sinking into Aisha, and instead of ripping her belly open, the bracelet she'd received from Nacht popped off.

　I don't remember what happened from there.
　It was like my body was moving unconsciously. It was as if I jumped out of my astral body, and in my accelerated consciousness, my body was moved by something else, that kind of feeling.
　I could see things better than ever before. The world flowed slowly enough that she could count the number of dragon fangs.
　Aisha didn't realize that a thin, golden circle had appeared in her own eyes.
　Only unconsciously - she was throwing the jet-black magic power gathered in her right hand at the dragon's eyes.

''Nnghhhhhhhhh!
　A flash of light and an explosion.
　When I say explosion, I shouldn't say that there was no fire, but rather a black wave that spread out. The shockwave was tremendous, and even though it burst in the sky, it gutted the red-hot ground.
　Perhaps pushed by the enormous propulsion, a giant body soared into the sky.

''I got it!　You shit!　How dare you!　I'm mad at you!　I won't go easy on you this time!
　For the first time, the dragon screamed.
　It had done some clear damage.
　But it may have had the opposite effect.
　The enraged fire dragon opened its mouth again and shot the breath (breath) that created that hell, and it was going to do it.

''I........what........but I don't think I can do this anymore--''
　My body didn't move. I felt like I was losing my magic in my body, feeling dizzy and fading in and out of consciousness. I don't feel like I can move even a single step anymore.

　I'm sorry, Nacht.

　Goodbye.

　A drop of tears trickled down Aisha's cheek.

　It was supposed to be a mass of fire converging like the sun, swallowing everything and returning it to nothingness.


"Extinguish the primordial darkness.

　An angry examination carries through.
　Such a voice.
　Aisha's favorite, that voice.

　-- before the tears fell to the ground, they certainly rang in my ears.