Lead the other world.

Full moon glows red, in front of the old church of Metes illuminated by red orange. A series of heavy and crisp strikes by the great sword of Marcosias and a sword dance by the duplicity of Takumi's orange infarcts and spiritual swords scattered sparks.

His back length is lower than that of Marcosias when he confronted him in Astrea's defensive battle before, but his power and wrapping atmosphere, strength goes without saying.

However, Takumi, who became exceptionally strong, was able to perceive the strength of Marcosias, which was previously impossible to measure, compared to himself and his opponents who had fought before.

He said he could cross over now.

Though Marcosias' heavy double-edged sword, held in one hand, blurred his nose at high speed, Takumi turned his body back into a chant of magic as he turned away from it.

"" Blizzard Alma ""

The pale blade released from close range captured the body of Marcosias.

The moment it seemed to be - but it hit me directly, my body shifted like smoke, and the Ethereal Blade went over it.

Takumi, surprisingly, once backwards heavily lowered her breath, restarting her orange infarct.

(That's the same as Jen...)

Yeah, that's where he left the signs.

Marcosias' sword strike weighed so heavily that it could not be taken even if it was physically strengthened with spirit, that until earlier Takumi avoided it all while recieving it.

But if Jen and I can mount a similar feint of attack, the story changes, making it difficult at once to identify and avoid the sword muscle.

It wasn't compatible with Zane.

But Takumi had a plan. Simple story, you don't have to let them grasp this entity either.

"" Mistvision ""

As Takumi rushed toward Marcosias with his magical chant, Marcosias swept the Great Sword aside at a tremendous rate of reflection, and the Great Sword captured Takumi's body.

And then slash and tear Takumi in two as it were, but Marcosias didn't respond to the slash and tear, and Takumi's body, broken up in two, disappeared like smoke.

At the same time as I noticed there was fog around me, I waved down my great sword toward the slightly perceived killer.

"Oh, boy."

The great sword that Marcosias waved down cut the sky, and Takumi chanted the magic as she dived into her nostalgia one foot early and suddenly appeared out of the mist.

"" "" ""

"Inferno."

The water dragon released as Takumi slashed up an orange infarct from the side of Marcosias to his shoulder swallowed Marcosias and blew it up, but Marcosias was engulfed in fire and the water dragon quickly evaporated.

And Marcosias appeared with a great sword on his shoulder, wrapped around the fire of the Red Lotus, which did not feel any damage at all.

"Shit, it's not working."

Though he felt the response, Marcosias was loosely Jen royal as if nothing had happened.

Such Marcosias had in his brain a memory of a time when he had forgotten in front of one boy confronting himself, with eyes that made him feel a strong hopeful will at a distance.

"When I look at you, it's like I'm looking at someone from the old days"

"What?"

"You said you took care of my half earlier."

"Oh, I didn't know what that meant. You're now lower back length than Marcosias was then, and most importantly, you don't use abyss magic. Who are you really?"

"He's one person who lost his master to serve and became a family member of a vampire. Except in a state of divergence from some of the forces that I refused."

"The power you refused...?

Takumi, who was in the middle of the battle but knew it, had inadvertently expressed doubts.

Then Marcosias opened for a little while, looking into the eyes of Takumi, full of light, without the dirt of staring straight at himself, and slowly began to speak.

"Once upon a time there was one giant country in the place where the present Holy City of Astrea is located. There was never less vibrancy in that city today."

It was so long ago that it wasn't even in the old book. It is a story before Lumiere and Jen created a city called Astrea.

And there was one great knighthood serving the royal family that guarded the city.

Its knights, who were a few but with all their strength, never brought the monsters closer to the city, bringing security and peace to the city, and were also at a glance from the countries around them.

That one day.

One blonde boy with red eyes visited the city. It is a vampire of true ancestors wearing man's skin.

There began to be anomalies in the city, and the Knights began their investigation as usual.

At that time, they were filled with self-esteem for protecting the city and confidence that they could do anything they wanted, as usual, to resolve the anomaly and think that peace would return to the city again.

But the results were brutal, and the more people among the Knights investigated, the more insane the city, like Metes, was instantly destroyed from the inside.

And his Knights regiment leader and last survivor was Marcosias.

He cursed his own weakness and vampire, leaving it to strong negative emotions to hope for strength and challenge vampires to fight.

But Marcosias, full of a sense of righteousness and righteousness, is spotted by vampires with negative emotions and powers far removed from their beliefs, and eventually defeated.

Then by a certain force of vampires, Marcosias couldn't stand the self-contradiction, he was partitioned into two beings, the opposite, and became a family member to this day.

Finally, Marcosias said, looking at Takumi's swinging eyes, who kept listening to his story to the end in silence.

"I couldn't protect one of my precious things. How about you? How much do you know about yourself? If you know that, one day you'll take something important away from me."

Takumi, who was listening to the story, was unconsciously upset and had lost her words. That the person in the cause used to be the same person as himself and had the same aspiration to protect what was important.

Seeing how Takumi looked like that, Marcosias pointed the Great Sword at Takumi and narrowed his eerily red glowing eyes under his armor.

"You've spoken a little too much before those who are about to lose their lives. The life my husband gave me will kill you. That's all."

Takumi, who returned to me with the words, switched her head gently to the side while leaving a preoccupation, and set up an orange infarct.