Log Horizon

◆ Chapter3.04

"Son of a bitch!

Don't joke. Don't joke.

Zhu Huan (Juhowan), the guild master of "Raku Wolf Cavalry", was poisoning his mind while driving the "Sage White Wolf for Riding" (Weisswolf).

Thin pieces like sauce began to appear from cloudy weather like low, dripping ink. Powdered snow. Unlike that, which is heavy and damp, it doesn't directly take away your health, but it strikes the wind and takes away your vision. Two rows of columns stretch out into the wilderness as long as snakes. Zhu Huan (Juhouan) leads the herd.

As I look at it, the distant mountains sink into an obscure silhouette.

It is difficult to run through the night in such weather. We have to find a camp. Even if you can't sleep, if you hit the fire and don't drink a warm drink, you'll freeze no matter how inexhaustible your health is (Adventurer). In the meantime, there are limits to the amount of time a line rides the species "Giant Wolf" (Greatwolf).

The earth where the dead grass grew was hard, and the accumulated cold air itself.

The wolf marches west kicking through a dusty stone hidden in the shadow of the grass. The sun must have fallen over the thick clouds. The cold is getting tougher. From the engraving of the "Cold Resistant" (Resist Cold) granted to the cloak wrapped around the body, the magical light of water colour rises loosely. It's a seal with the power to keep the cold out.

This engraving was engraved by the Engraver (Sigilmancer) to create a production-grade magic item (magic item). In the time it was a game, it was a production-grade item that was treated as a medium-sized (adventurer) connecting item, which did not extend from the low limit performance to (secret) items, but nowadays, the ability to pinpoint the target is appreciated and utilized in everyday life.

Keeping that cold cape tight, the elite unit of the Alliance runs through the snowy white darkness.

It was just before the day changed that I stopped to rest.

There are very few places in this vast wilderness that are suitable for camping. There are no shrouds or ruins that seem to be able to block the wind slightly, but yes, they are conveniently on the road. If it is a journey for trade, it is the norm to explore such a stronghold like a bouncing stone, but this evening's journey was just a westward journey through the wilderness because it pursued only speed.

Conditions were also bad.

The earth is completely frozen in the scattered powdered snow, and then it is starting to get wet. It may hurt, but I could only lay a thick carpet at all costs and curtain the wind, so much so that I could not face the "Raku Wolf Cavalry". A line of camp began by digging a hard, tight, white earth with a sword tip, igniting it with flaming magic, and igniting pots.

When I say rest, it's not for full sleep. Closest to enduring time to pass the coldest time.

Some low-lying wolves have disappeared into darkness after expiring their duration. We need to spend about four hours before we can re-summon. A group with a median wolf such that the summoning time exceeded forty hours shared the warmth of burying it in the fur of a lying wolf. Furthermore, the group with the top "Summoning Flute" blended into the darkness by lifting the break with a glass of white water in order to carry out the reconnaissance in advance at the behest of Zhu Huan (Juhowan).

"Gilmouth, catch up"

A member of shallow black skin has visited the situation at present in a stiff tone. Not in the original tone, but not impossible in this frozen night. In the darkness, my fellow eyes look at this one reflecting a slight flaming light. I guess everyone wants to know what's going on.

"Additional reports came from Horse Hugs (Submass) left in the city. I knew it wasn't the Song Swords. Red Jade Kirin. - The Red-King Valve guys are here for real."

"What's this all about? They attacked you?

"If it's going to be a fight, it's going to suck. There must be five thousand of them. There are no walls in the Meadow Capital.

"Hey, Commander. I'm not running away from you."

Zhu Huan (Juhowan) continued, nodding in a rough voice.

"Naturally. Is there any way I can get there with difficulty and let go of the city I am so familiar with? The Meadow Capital isn't just a hub for East-West exchanges. A lot of" earthlings "live there. We even have daughter-in-law. I'm angry, but there's no way I can pull it off."

Zhu Huan (Zhuhowan) laughed and showed the curse, including the laughter, of who made the woman.

"It's not so easy to do that. Their goal is not the Meadow Capital. No, I guess there's that too, but it's bigger. This is the information that an old acquaintance left behind in Yan Du (Yen Dong) gave me, but there's a good chance that he's the one with the" Fung Zen "ritual.

"Rewrite ownership of all surrounding areas."

"So it's the Alliance War."

Exactly.

The Feng Zen Ritual is the climax of the Alliance War System. If we spend the guild points we have earned so far, specifically offering prayer on the "Feng Zen Altar" made in several areas, we can rewrite the dominance of the whole neighborhood around us to our guild. It is a variant of the zone purchasing system implemented in "Elder Tail", a superior system that has a wider impact.

On the setting side, it is to "ask the fairies and gods in the Palace of Heaven to recognize the right to govern". Of course, if you take the altar away from you by some other guild, and if you do a new "Enchanted Zen Rite," you will no longer have that governing power, but it is also an attractive right that you want to defend by strengthening your defense.

In the age of games, only a very limited number of areas were on the stage of guild warfare. (Dadong) in Shanghai, (Yendong) in Beijing, (Yandong) in Guangzhou, etc. A wide area around these player towns was the "reward" for the Alliance War. And adjacent to the reward area, there is a battle area, and there are rugged mountains in that battle area, where the "Feng Zen Altar" is adorned. Taking hegemony of the battle area, the Alliance can perform rituals and earn rewards. - I can say that's an overview of the Alliance war system.

But it wasn't.

Zhu Huan (Juhowan) continued.

"I don't know if that's been the case since the game days anymore. But those three weren't the only altars of sealed zen. No, maybe more... Anyway, the Feng Zen ritual is being targeted"

Feng Zen is a ritual whereby the king informs the heavens and the earth of his reign and thanks that the heavens and the earth are the Pacific Ocean. It is a declaration of reign against heaven and earth, so to speak. In that sense, it is understandable that it is appropriate as a "stomach" in the context of the Alliance War. Even ancient China is famous for what Qin's starting emperor did. At that time, they took place in Tarzan, famous as one of the sacred mountains of Taoism. However, it seems that Feng Zen does not necessarily mean that it has to be Tarzan. At least in this Cerdesian world. Otherwise, there is no way that all three places have the altar of Feng Zen.

And there is no law that there should be more than four places where there are three.

"It seems that all the mountains on which the altar of Feng Zen is attached have the legend 'It leads to the Immortal Realm'. Well, I guess it's necessary because I reported it to the fairies and gods. Unlike the rest of the world, there are immortals. So, if you tell me, that's exactly what" Wolf Mountain "is all about, I mean..."

The Red King's Valve laid eyes on the altar.

Zhu Huan (Juhowan) clearly told his companions that.

This may, however, be a better situation than a specific war. For example, if the Meadow Capital were to be the scene of a massive battle (Reid) by the Adventurers, not only would the town's facilities and valuable arable land be destroyed, but there would likely be the deaths of the "earthlings". If it is the "Enchanted Zen Ritual", the "Adventurers" should cling to each other in the wilderness, mountains, and dungeons without production facilities - that is, in the combat area.

but it was also a terribly ruthless system on the other hand. When it comes to ownership of the city where you live, you can't even protest against it, because the "Landlord" or the "Adventurer" who doesn't have the scale or fighting power to participate in a large-scale battle (Reid). Sometimes fate could be decided before you know it, and that was exactly what was going on right now.

"According to the report, there are about thirty of them, just like us. Alliance warfare is the same as large-scale combat (Reid), so I guess you got the best of it. Wolf Mountain isn't supposed to be a big battle zone, but anyway, we have to go."

Normally, the "Enchanted Zen Rite" is a procedure whereby the Alliance or its allies fight each other in the battle zone and dedicate the resulting Alliance Points to the altar of the ritual. It's a form of ritual reaffirmation of a power battle in a battle zone. But that's a method that's done to turn over control of the already occupied altar, weaken the ruling defense enough, as well as make tons of points. This time no force has found the altar of rituals, so they will perform rituals with what they find won. Speed battle.

Even if those forces had already finished the ritual, it would be possible to re-rite it if we immediately ambushed and repelled it by dedicating a small amount of guild points from here. But the more time you put aside, the harder you can consolidate your defense system, and the more guild points you will have to pay. That's why Raku Wolf Cavalry runs in the darkness of the night.

"Gilmouth, hey, head!

It was such a hurried break that a chime rang in Zhu Huan (Juhowan) 's ear, who could not sleep but spent a stifling time announcing his readings.

One of the outgoing scouts sends a push-kill, hissing voice. In the palm of his ear to block and concentrate the surrounding sound, the reading played like a smartphone in the Earth world.

"Oh, my God."

"What happened? What's the big deal?

Zhu Huan (Juhowan) asked that because the voice of scouts was lurking. Mindfulness, unlike its name, is not a telepathic ability. The Elder Taylor era is a feature called Whisper, which conveys the words spoken to the person who registered as a friend. As the whisper (whisper) is named, it is the ability to communicate a voice to the other person's ear, and therefore the transmission requires an actual utterance.

"Raku Wolf Cavalry" is an guild characterized by Tutoring (Taming) and Summoning giant wolves to ride, but it is quite noisy while riding wolves. Trying to talk to each other in the wind really makes me yell. That's with me when I'm reading through, and my voice tends to get really loud when I make sure I can't beat the sound of the wind. It is said that Alliance members are male stinking rabbits, etc.

The fact that such a member lurks his voice is obvious that he is not riding first. And if we had to lurk further in this vast wilderness before dawn, some more critical situation was anticipated.

'I don't know. I don't know, Gilmouth. Maybe the problem has been solved.'

"What do you mean?"

"These are the Red King's valves. They were about an hour ahead of us, and I knew they were camping. But he's gone. '

The voice of the scourge report was trembling. Taking the sound of fear rather than fear, Zhu Huan (Juhowan) puts his strength into his belly. Apparently, something just happened.

"It was a massive battle (Reid) Enemy, I think. There was a bird chirping from the black clouds. I saw the thunder and the tiger's claws. Those guys fought too, pushed back once, but there was a bright white light. - That's how they do it, and the troops are wiped out. The men of the Red King Valve have been sent to the Great Temple without a single soul."

That could have been a relieving report if it had been.

The Red King Valve, which was trying to rule the land, was defeated.

Of course they will send troops again before long, but the land is further away than central Middle Plains. It will take ten days or so. That is a decisive time difference in this pressing situation. It is sufficient time for Zhu Huan (Juhouan) and others to perform rituals and consolidate their guardianship.

But what is the beast in the report?

Reid Enemy is the only one who can wipe out a large battle (Reid) unit. You mean the field boss was revealed? I've been visiting this world for a year. More than six months have passed since we reached the Meadow Capital, but we have never heard of such a warcraft.

Of course, it is possible that it is an exaggerated report or that the Red King Valve, which floated by the darkness of the night, has just collapsed in total. However, Zhu Huan (Juhowan) did not seem very so. We should assume that the elite troops who were ready for the Alliance War were pushed out of nowhere.

The night in the Land of the Dead Meadows, which deepens the confusion, apparently hid a case that was no worse than expected.

◆ Chapter3.05

If we live seriously, good things will happen.

It was only at a young age that I heard such a dialogue, but Leonardo was basically not in agreement with its spirit. Good things are supposed to mean unexpected luck. Good things that happen as a result of a serious life are rewards for diligence, not good luck.

But what Leonardo is experiencing right now will be a rare bit of luck and not a reward.

When I did something, I had a small head on my shoulder.

Coppelia's body is so luxurious that she has too many arms to hold her. Thin, supple and looks worse and brittle than soft. There was no desire to hold me and taste the feeling, but when I did that, I was going to break two or three of my bones, and I was terribly distracted and thrilled.

Leonardo, who shook his head with a bump, gently twisted his body so as not to wake Coppelia and took the cheap "Shizuku the Moonlight Fairy" "Moonfay Drop" out of his luggage and swung it around his eyes with one hand. This eye drops that the dispenser creates make the night as bright as a cat, even in the dark, for a whole day. Higher performance than Assassin stunts to use expendable items. I wish I could create a Magic Light (Magic Light), but that's in the hands of Leonardo the Weapon Attack Position (Merley Attacker).

The pitch-black darkness eased to moon-night levels in Leonardo's sight. Of course, this "ointment" (balm) does not enhance our vision itself, so we do not know the full extent of the confined space in which we are. However, as a feeling of unvisually heavy pressure, Leonardo felt a neat mass ahead of him. Doesn't seem like a very happy situation.

On the other hand, there seems to be no noticeable damage to the girl I held back to protect me in the middle of that collapse. Coppelia's neat cheek line, her little lips like sawdust, and her eyelashes, usually lying down in the shadow of her forehead, are pale and shiny within such a distance that she can mouth them if she wants to. This is a delightful situation.

(I don't think so. Though this place should be more responsive to the crisis with perseverance!

Leonardo began his activity by shaking off the temptation.

Heroes, for example, are rare.

Once again, after careful examination of the surroundings, it was found that there were no imminent threats.

I'm pretty sure it's been buried alive, but it wouldn't mean a complete enclosed space more than the sound of water flowing from somewhere. Either that or an additional disaster, such as a secondary collapse, is more of a concern now.

I have a desire to go explore my surroundings, but I was hesitant to grate my overheld Coppelia to the ground, and Leonardo couldn't stop me. Cold and damp, plus there was resistance to laying a luxurious girl directly in a place full of rocks, and to be honest, it's a waste.

Immediate execution if you think of it (Interpreter) Kanami embraces Coppelia on a daily basis, such as when riding a horse, but Leonardo doesn't have that opportunity (of course). It doesn't mean I can't let it go... I mean, it just seems like I can't let it go.

(You don't look good at all)

Leonardo woke up his body as a compromise and asked behind the darkness.

"He managed to survive."

There was a slight response to that whine.

In the pale sight of Leonardo, looking down, his white, thin eyelids slowly flickered, and his water-soluble, gem-like eyes appeared, discovering Leonardo after several blinks.

"Good morning. Sir Leonardo"

"Morning, Coppelia"

Leonardo, who became somewhat illuminated, said hastily distracting himself. In this darkness, Coppelia without dark vision was saved from blushing.

"I'm in a collapse"

Coppelia crushed things like reality recourse.

Leonardo slowly waited until he calmed down, without daring to respond, to the kind of girl who was organizing his memories and circumstances within him. After more than a dozen seconds of waiting, Coppelia chose the spell "Bugslight" to summon the Together.

"I can walk."

Leonardo grated her into the land of the belly cave in words that were not proportional. I don't think he has any other intentions, but Coppelia's words are sometimes direct and shave Leonardo's spirit for a hero. A little more emotional reaction (Notice), and I set up demands that even my own apps can't satisfy.

The gravitational direction of this space, that is, the rock that touches the ground, is quite inclined, good for standing, but enough to make sure that if you drop the trinket, you roll indefinitely and lose it in the darkness. I have seen in some documentary that the biological smoothness is the texture characteristic of the bell cavity and is smooth because the calcareous matter is dissolved or volumetric, or because it was made from a stream of water anyway.

"Are you looking for a cure?

"Uh. Yeah, but for me, too."

Coppelia with a small neck told me to confirm it. HP is reduced by about 20%, whether it is drop damage or impact damage. I thought it would recover over time to this extent, but I also checked Coppelia's HP, which I would look up to, to seek recovery. Wrapped in a range restoration (area heel), it was softly illuminated in the cave as well.

"Hey, wait a minute. It's not safe."

"I don't sense the presence of enemies in this space. Coppelia believes we should rendezvous as soon as possible."

At the end of the spell Coppelia began to walk in the direction of climbing the slope without any signs of fear of darkness.

"Well, that's true."

I want you to leave it to yourself to take the lead that might be dangerous. Such Leonardo's feelings do not seem to be conveyed to Coppelia, and she goes on walking without looking back.

"Isn't Coppelia a surprise? Is it dark, or will it collapse?"

The girl, who had been pondering meaning to Leonardo's question for a little while, said, "Coppelian vision is not affected by darkness. The data stream is stable," he returns. That's what it is, Leonardo thought. Speaking of which, this strange girl has been previously explained to me that she lives with a different vision than the Leonards.

"With those eyes, you can see beyond the wall or something? The cave exit? Like a map."

"It seems you can only perceive it within what is called visible light. But you can extend the estimated vector from your visual history."

"What do you mean?

"Currently, 210 sets of vectors are checked (mapped) in the intravisual structure. I believe members with sufficient cross-sectional moments from the shape may be trusted."

Leonardo, who scratched his head with a puffiness, wondered if it meant "I won't collapse around here for the moment" from the flow of conversation. Honestly, I don't know what half means. However, when I am hearing Coppelia's voice, my frustration and anxiety disappear in wonder. What can I do to worry? Turning around his shoulder, Leonardo switched.

They proceeded through an underground cavity that seemed so quiet that they themselves would be sucked in if they listened. It was a strange experience. It was supposed to be solid (and fairly stiff) limestone at his feet, but Leonardo, who proceeded in the light of a slightly soft magical light, was feeling kind of fluffy like he was in a dream or an illusion.

It's a strange story for Leonardo to think that he got caught up in the middle of the epic due to an inexplicable commotion called "catastrophe," etc., but the mood was just fantastic. That was because this sight around me now was too much of a fairy tale, and for more reason than that, it was shoulder to shoulder with an innocent girl (Coppelia).

(How indulgent am I to walk alongside my favorite daughter as fantastic as a dungeon collapse. That sounds like you didn't have one of your girlfriends.)

I mocked myself that way, scratched my cheek with my index finger, dropped my shoulder and sighed.

Well, I can't help it. When it comes to women I remember talking to recently in the original world, only Delhi clerks in triangle (India) come from countries where the eyebrows are the managers of triangles or the glasses are the industrial doctors of triangles.

"In the midst of a rock collapse, in the direction of the sky, I saw Sir Elias"

"Oh."

I replied close to sighing.

Yes, indeed, there was an area in the sky that suddenly flickered during that collapse.

He fluttered a giant sword that shimmered like a crystal and looked like he was hitting a pearlescent glow. It was less than half an instant, but Leonardo said he saw it, and so did Coppelia. Then I guess that's true.

"How is Sir Elias?"

Coppelia's words disappeared to be sucked into the darkness of the cave and did not last. Leonardo felt the same way about the girl as if she had fallen on her shoulder.

"You looked kind of unfit. SoBro (ghetto) but I still don't... well, I guess I don't have to see it. Totally."

Leonardo remembered Elias' face and forced him to twist out the continuation of words that wouldn't last. That is just an emotionless comment. I can't blame Coppelia.

I wonder what that look is.

Why do I, Coppelia, feel this way?

Elias-Hackblade is a real hero. Protecting this Cerdesian world. But that's if you look at it from the "earthlings".

The Areas-Hackblade from Adventurer is an unexpectedly familiar Ancient Species. This person, who also appeared in Package Art, appears on various quests, guiding, advising, and sometimes fighting with [Adventurers]. I mean, we have a lot of opportunities to make contact. It was more of a regular appearance in a sense than an unnamed village blacksmith or something.

Of course that would have been convenient for the game. Elias appeared when the demons overflowed, when the ship sank after being attacked by a ghost ship, and when the immortal Snake King distracted him. "Now it's time to get up! Light the darkness with a glow of righteousness" to run out to the battlefield.

"Elder Tail" was a game, so there are all kinds of natural mutations and big incidents going on there. The sealed warcraft will be liberated, the ancient evil magic equipment will be stolen, and the subhuman will invade. That's a routine (common event). And in response, many (earthlings) mourn and grieve, desperately resisting. Whatever they think of themselves, that's what they used to be. And also the hero Elias as as a role, at such a peril, said, "Now is the time to fight back!," he exclaims softly.

The appearance was certainly ambitious and heroic, but it was somewhere narrative and it was also a bittersweet one to laugh at. Any time an area that is heroic, bright, and doesn't lose its positivity, it was more like that from the beginning.

Encouraging The Adventurer (Leonardo) from inside the game screen, he looked like a gunless hero who spoke of hope without thought.

Of course that doesn't mean it's bad. Rather, that is why Elias was loved. Serdesia's strongest heroes and well-known Elias-Hackblades were called "Assault Elves," "Order Clerks," and "Mr. Elias" among the "Adventurers" (players). In chat, on bulletin boards, made various teases on video sites, and loved more than that.

In the end, everyone knew.

That Elias' positive words and actions stemmed from the production convenience of Elder Tail. Otherwise, there will be no "adventurer" (player) in the story. And also the unfortunate part about him - the regulations (rules) about not being able to stab a monster, the fate of failing at the heart and having to put the rest on the "adventurer" (player), the ridiculously loaded bizarre and far too busy setting - they were also born equally for the convenience of the game. Otherwise, the star of the story will be Elias, not Adventurer.

Neither Elias' encouragement nor his run was convenient in that sense, in other words, a funny play. But that's why [Elder Tail] fans loved his overgoing sense of purpose and failure. Fans from all over the world supported the second and a half heroes who waved the flag in the middle of trouble but couldn't decide where.

But who is to blame, then, for Elias' crying face, which is now suffering and about to be torn apart, between the sense of purpose made and the faults made? In Cerdesia, where he lost Elder Tail, Leonardo realized he had no answer.

◆ Chapter3.06

If triumph is the achievement of the goal, Elias was now just the loser.

It doesn't mean that he's sitting around in a mountain belly with rubble-like stones poking his love sword too hard.

Because even though he wanted to rescue his compatriots and challenged the demons to battle, he could neither destroy the demons nor rescue his compatriots. Not to mention wielding so much destruction around us is nothing but defeat as the guardian (ancient species) of the earth. Elias was filling his body. He was feeling helpless like something powerful was leaking out.

But to that feeling of powerlessness, I'm not as desperate as I imagined.

Instead, there were signs of a thin laugh, somewhere relieved. That was some decadent convincing feeling, which seemed to be "after all" in words.

It's not clear because of the ambiguous feeling of time, but it must have been hours since that crash, that is, since dawn.

At that moment of the loss of the earth, Elias planned to settle himself in an unspoiled grand martial arts. He tried to hit Quad Aqua Harpoon, the four-necked water spear, with the greatest power from Crystal Stream, against that Blue Steel Demon of unusual strength. That was a reckless attack.

Elias' Fairy Sword (Fairy Arts) causes a magical event. It is an attack technique expressed in the form of water or ice, combined with the attributes of the weapon used in the case of Elias. But "Fairy Sword" is "Fairy Sword" and not magic. It's martial arts and martial arts everywhere. If it was magic, the performance of automatic landing and tracking after release was not present in the Fairy Sword. Beyond being a sword move, you have to let the attack land with delicate manipulation.

If you can do that in that situation, no, and Elias's prepared blow was just to spread the damage in vain.

On a slope as if it had been a major earthquake or an earthquake, Elias laughed bitterly, and thinly. Even though Elias himself knew it was far worse than despair, he couldn't stop it.

If it is despair, then you can fight. Even if you get excited, you won't win, you won't be able to compare your powers. But this sarcastic conviviality comes from the inside of my mind. No, this shallow laugh was Elias himself.

I was feeling them one day, odd code.

What is the Fairy Eye curse?

I mean, it's, it's a cage.

It is a prison that separates Elias from victory.

Why is there such a ridiculous curse as "no more harm can be done to the hostiles" in the first place? Isn't it self-evident how a trivial victory cannot be reached with such a curse lodged?

That's what I was feeling nagging about. Don't I exist as a thing where every wish doesn't come true? Weren't guardianship, victory and salvation born as such, placed in a precautionary and untouchable place?

That was a perfectly stained and unplugged suspicion on Elias since the beginning of the journey, no, after that night we gathered to raid the Great Fortress of the End.

"That was strong."

Elias snapped.

Floating on his eyelids was a sword-crossing hater, a blue steel demon. It was one living weapon, approaching like a storm, swinging a giant battle axe (Valdish) as tall as it was. There was an immeasurable and alien light in Elias in Len's glowing eyes. It wasn't anger, hatred, let alone pride, it was just an eye with a strong thirst.

I guess Elias dominated the fight all the time.

Objectively, it should have been, but Elias couldn't get that sense of reality.

Whether you attack or not, all you can do is sharpen your opponent's HP.

HP is vital. If it goes away, it becomes incapable of combat, and hence death. Death is not absolute for the Adventurer, but it is decisive in winning and losing. In other words, shredding HP should be a journey to victory, not a metaphor.

Nonetheless, the color of that demon's eyes ignored the reason. I just think he was looking at something else, ignoring my HP disparity. If the act of shredding HP doesn't lead to victory, how can we win from such an opponent?

"That's... You reached out and grabbed the power? Where's the power? Screw the rules..."

Still, if I cut it off, even that demon might have had to move.

But he did something unusual. Sure, Elias couldn't see the vision to win, but I can't say that's why he had it on the Devil's side. Instead, there should have been only a future of defeat over there. That man stretched out his invisible arm and grabbed and invited him into something horrible.

Magic and invisible power that fills the demon's body.

I wonder what that was?

At least Elias doesn't know, it was definitely out of order. Without it, Elias' attack would have most likely killed the Demon by the time he collapsed.

"Why is it that only there is so free when the Knight of the Red Branch is bound by a curse...... That's the difference between the Adventurer and the Ancient Species... Is that a privilege?

Envy spread over faded fighting spirit and hatred.

"Dear Elias"

"Dear Elias"

The thin voice that arrived on the wind overlapped several times, and in the sight of the sneaking up, there was a Leaf Lotus (Shinren) fairy who let the thin silk soak in the wind.

It was at this time that Shame finally came back inside Elias. Even if you can't repent for yourself, this mountain has its own compatriot, the Ancient Species.

"Is your body okay?

"Oh. No problem."

Elias answered as he stood up.

Elias' body was stubborn beyond that, as Elias himself thought. The damage already taken in earlier battles is healing. Even the Crystal Stream (Crystal Stream), which should have spilled a blade and contained cracks, has been repaired with Elias' own magic.

"Was I? I was temporarily relieved that Elias had been swallowed up by the devil's dreaded plan."

The fairy, approaching with a relaxed and strange movement on the collapsible slopes, twisted Elias with polite kneeling. Leaking from thin silk, the long, crisp dark hair spreads, and the sight, even demonic, is illuminated in the clear light of the mountains. Elias, an elf knight with no culture that would make a woman kneel, hastily grabbed the fairy's arm and stood up.

"I'm sorry. It's a catastrophe. It's killing demons."

"I watched."

Elias' chest hurt uncomfortably and uncomfortably at the fairy's casual words.

It was a pain with an uncomfortable fever, though intolerable, like having an iron rod inserted into a putrefied wound.

I didn't even know who it was, and Elias apologized, overlapping, "I'm sorry."

Elias is the leader of the Knights of the Red Branches and the user of the Fairy Sword. And it should be the sharpest of the "ancient species" that survived today. That is tantamount to the absolute mission of necessarily rescuing our compatriots and defeating the darkness of Cerdesia.

I could only apologize to Elias right now for failing to do so.

Before that Elias, the fairy cut out her thoughts about ten times breathing plenty. "No, that battle had some unusual force action," she said. She doesn't feel confident herself, spinning like she chooses words.

"With that evil move, you must have conquered the power of life. That's the power of rainbows."

"The power of the rainbow......?

Elias had some thoughts about the response. Fragments of light leaked by the demon in the final phase of the battle. I suppose it is the fairy's "rainbow power" that solidifies the seven colors in the rainy sky as they are, and the thin and thin shards. That Mad Warrior tried to redeem it and all his abilities jumped.

Out of my mouth was more of a confirmation crush than a question.

"It is the natural force that makes use of roughly everything in the confines of heaven and earth. The ability to lay and nurture all things and overcome difficulties. It is also the power to connect the earth to man, and the Immortal Realm to the Moon."

"Why would you use such a force? It's amazing!?

If what the fairy says is true, its power is the ultimate energy, linked to magic, strength, the earth that stands for volcanoes, the sky with lightning strikes, and all other great powers.

"That power is inherently of the Immortal Realm - I mean, it belongs to the Knights of the Elias Masters. This time, the man only wore it because he was badly ruled by the Immortal Realm on this mountain. As a result, many mink tribes were lost…"

"Knock."

Now in retrospect, the light emitted by the "Void Transfer Device" repaired by the tech knight was also rainbow. The cowardly abilities of the Classic Disaster and their radiance are what unite the roots. The realization chained further memories. Weren't the magical trees in "Inside the Fairy", the ruins of the Alves at the bottom of the sea, and the seven mysterious swords that are now taken and gone, a rainbow light?

"The man used that power even more and ruled the wolf's family. And you must be plotting to find a TV station hidden in this mountain. If they hold down the altar on the TV station, the" Enchanted Zen Rite "will be exchanged. That way, you'll be under the control of his demons around here."

……

Elias covered his lips.

Elias' ability to fight is top notch. I am proud to say that the equipment is also a first-class product with magical abilities.

But I remembered the crazy, open eyes of a man in blue steel. The eyes of a hungry beast who seeks only battle, like wins and defeats come to the flames together. Elias admitted to himself being distracted by those eyes.

Elias is tied to chains of heroes in the first place. With his strongest abilities, one man named Elias is eroded by the Fairy Eye (Fairy Eye) curse and separated from victory. Elias had it all. The only thing missing is triumph, and that's all you want but you don't get?

Ten out of ten, even if Elias was beating that man, would that lead Elias to victory? who is the strongest. The proud Knight Commander of the Thirteenth Knights of All Kingdoms.

"... aren't you sure?

"That's not true!

I felt my chest ache scratched and Elias screamed reflexively.

Ye Lian's delicate lips were only slightly tightened. The look was something Elias did not yet know and feared above all else.

Disbelief and disappointment.

Elias finally understood the meaning of his chest wound, which putrefied and spat gangrene (esa). It's the fear of being discarded from this world. The exact opposite of the peace of mind invited by the Classic Disaster, but the exact same darkness was there.

Can the mightiest knight be abandoned as unnecessary?

In the first place, why has it ever been needed, such as the strongest that has yet to be won?

I wonder what the hell Elias was mistaken about. Isn't there a way to be the strongest that you've ever won?

Elias, blushing his lips, was now nothing but fear. It was the first time I had caught up with Elias so much for not being able to win.

"Dear Elias. Please listen carefully. We still need the help of Master Elias to save the land. I know that Master Elias is suffering in his heart. But it's the suffering, the credentials. Yes, it qualifies to unify heaven and earth."

Prayerful fairies whispered slowly to Elias. It is a sign to salvation, as thin as a needle, for Elias to requalify as a knight again.

Elias grabbed the suggestion that would have been bounced if the merciless nature of the final ledger had existed.

"Do not do the" Enchanted Zen Rite ". That way, one end of the rainbow's power will be in the hands of Master Elias. That is the spiritual power of the roots of all things. necessarily, any curse must be untied and Elias' worries healed."

Yes, Elias nodded with iron-smelling bitterness.

I don't need this curse that binds me anymore.

Gain Rainbow Power to defeat your enemies.