Maouyome

• 150 The deepest gardens

A flash in the void. The cutting edge leaves a strip of trajectory.

Mr. Kensei, with his hips dropped deep, releases his remnants.

A bronze giant guarding the great door leading behind him to the deepest depths broke up, two up and two down, one left and one right, and collapsed without a voice.

Mr. Kensei, who corrects his posture and delivers his sword to the sheath.

After the carp was touched and a tall metal noise was heard, a heavy-weight giant slammed the ground, causing a low tremor inside the labyrinthine monument.

……

I thought you'd be strong.

Mr. Kensei.... It was so strong.

I defeated the Keeper of the Great Door without bitterness on my own.

Me and Olorena, who had no place at all, praise Kensei with applause as they stared at what had been accomplished.

Kensei is a little cute who looks happy to light up.

"If the present one is in the move of saying, 'Slash away like a flash in an instant,' the path has been cleared."

Finally, he even told me the name of the move.

Sure, I didn't see any blade tip movement, and it's true about the skill I broke to the point where I couldn't reach the knife, and I don't have any words...

……

Long time, huh?

"... can't it be 'flashing instantly' or something?

"... Huh!?

When I suggested putting it together briefly, I opened my eyes and was surprised.

When I thought I started whispering and bumping and whining as I was, I nodded tiny and many times, and my eyes glowed with great joy.

... It's in how you liked it.

It's easy to understand what it is, Kensei.

"I'm going to go to the back, okay?

Mr. Olorena looks back with his hands on the main door.

"Ah, yes."

Not if I can afford it.

I rush over and line up next door to check the main door.

From the feel I touched, it's kind of metallic.

For a moment I thought it might be made of iron, but I lean my neck towards a disappointing texture with a dark green color.

It sounds iron, but it's kind of zazzling, and I feel calm and cold. Rock walls..., it feels different again, so it's definitely something metallic...

……

... How do I open it? This.

Push or pull or don't freak out.

"... Now I'm in trouble. So far, so good, but just how can this be done with a force push?

Mr. Orolena, who was examining the main door, stood up, shrugging his shoulders and raising his hands. You look up at the ceiling in an easy to understand surrender pose.

"I just thought if I knocked down the gatekeeper, it would open."

"Not so easy......, you didn't go"

Whatever you say, it's a 'seal'.

While we were checking the main door, Mr. Kensei stepped back, staring at the main door with his hands on his hip prey.

It doesn't even work with Pickle as it is.

... Maybe, what, but he couldn't seem to grasp the image of slashing it, trying to see if it wouldn't slash him like a bronze giant did earlier.

I can see a cold sweat on my forehead, not even moving with Pickle.

If Kensei can't do it, it's useless to think about destroying this main door.

Okay, well. What's going on?

In an attempt to figure out what the hell to do, I recall seeing a door with the same impression before.

That, too, was certainly not a substitute for being able to move with people's power. But it did open.

"Mr. Lefia?

With magic in his palm, Mr. Orolena turns a strange face to me as he begins to glance over the surface of the main door.

At that time, the Virgin also looked somewhere in the door like this......

It seemed as if something had reacted to the marks that had flattened my hand.

Paying careful attention to the place where it reacted, I could see a point on the surface of the main door when I carefully poured out my magic again, something floating around in disgust.

Letters..., not. Looks like some kind of tattoo.

Twirling and drawing a spiral, a single-handed double line?

"... this haha"

Mr. Orolena takes a breath next door.

When I tried to ask if I knew anything, the appearance of a floating print suddenly emitted intense light, increasing the glow.

"What!? Hey, wait, what!?

The light runs vertically and horizontally through the surface of the main door.

Being unintentionally in the midst of a sudden mutation, the main door began to open from the middle to the back, without sound.

"... su, too pungent"

"Mr. Refia, it's nice!

Somehow,... but I felt kind of like the door that was in the sanctuary, so I tried to imitate the Virgin.

Apparently, something went well.

Behind the door, it was dark.

There is nothing else to be said.

"... it's dark."

"... it must be dark."

"... dark, right"

Unnatural sights overlap the three of us.

The front side of the main door is never bright either.

Still, the lights are lit with demonic stones created by labyrinthinization, and the vision passes slightly.

But it was dark behind the main door.

It's not on a level where the light doesn't reach, it's dark.

It also bounded just where the big door was, and it's completely dark from there.

When Mr. Orolena stuck the sheath of the sabel to try it, the boundaries were splitting just from there, as if going into black water.

"It doesn't seem like there's anything in particular... Unnaturally dark so far, I guess I just hesitate..."

I also know what it feels like to be bitter.

Something absolutely crazy about this.

But there's no other way to go.

Women have courage, men are adorable.

"Let's go in. You have to do it!

"Ah, Mr. Refia!?

"Lord Lephia!?

If anything fits, that's the time.

Never leap into darkness.

"... oh,... oh?... Wow."

Fortunately, the ground seemed to have continued.

... don't tell me that the ground isn't always there, since I stepped out.

If the result is good, fine.

Keep your hands in front of you and walk through the dark. Inside, it was really dark.

Even though it's a haz with proper eyes open, I don't see anything at all. It was dark far beyond the level where I could faintly see the contours of my body.

Walk forward, relying solely on the feel of the ground you feel from behind your feet.

... I don't know what this is. I can't hear footsteps, and I certainly can't hear Haz's own voice when he talks.

Apparently, you're not only losing sight, but you're also completely deaf to the sound.

... Is that it?

Is this a little nasty?

Stand tight, you're walking, but you're losing confidence in your sense of equilibrium.

Even though it's a hassle standing upright, the sensation, it grabs me like a big pendulum.

... I guess it was a little too short-circuited.

I regret it just a little bit, but I can't even pull it off now.... I don't know, I don't even know what's back there.

Am I progressing?

Standing and walking properly......, right?

……

"Yeah, no! The direction I'm facing is ahead of me! Other than that, I admit it! Stepping forward is the only way to turn!

Put your strength into Tanda and thirst into the confused mind.

Don't get anxious. Believe in yourself and move on. Shit!

-Refia?

For a moment, I felt like I heard the demon king.

"... Huh? Demon King,... Dear Sir?

The moment I looked back, the darkness around me cleared up simultaneously.

"Become!?... Huh?... Huh?

One person if you notice, a cave you don't know where......, in?

One stood in a somewhat open cave surrounded by mossy rock walls.

"Is that it?... Where, here"

For a moment, I thought you went ahead through the dark, but things were a little different.

It doesn't change the blurry brightness, but the moss and mushrooms grown on the rock walls look like bonyards glowing.

A glowing magic stone, isn't it?

……

... Is that it?

"I can't tell if it's thoughtful or pig rushing, looking at you.... Not at all. I don't know why, my daughter."

Turning badly to the voice called, the sage, still dressed in a pitch-black robe, looked at this one in a frivolous atmosphere.

"... Ivanaga, dear?... Is that it?

"I don't know what you're ridiculous about, but hold on tight"

Sage. There is definitely a sage.

... is that it? This is the deepest part?

Something seems a little different from what I thought......

Is that it? What about Kagutschi?

... seal, what?

"Mr. Orolena and Mr. Kensei, who were together,... where?

"Hate, but you're the only one who can come here. The other two are still over there.... don't worry, it's not like something happened to you two in particular"

My confused head finally starts to calm down because of the changed landscape around me.

... here? Over there?

As usual, I don't know why, but you don't look like you're lying.... There has never been a lie or a lie to rest, and I think you can believe it.

In the meantime, I'll change my mind, convinced that the two of you are safe.

"This is the deepest part, what is it?

"This is another space, but I'm sure you'll make it to the deepest point. Let's try this as promised and admit it."

Speaking of which, was that the story?

I completely forgot.

There's more to it now than that.

"... you have a lot to ask."

Tighten your mind and look straight ahead at the wise man all the way.

About Kagutschi.

About the demon kings.

About this ruin.

There's a lot more to it about Mr. Olorena and the others.

... and about yourself.

Living in the end forest, the deepest sage.

I don't know. There's no reason why I don't know who it is. I don't think so. On the other hand, if so, it goes a lot of convincing.

……

Dear Ivanaga,

Could you...?

"... I'm sorry, but I can't seem to afford that."

Then he tries to open his mouth, and it stops him gently.

"... come. Take care of yourself."

Tension cages in low, discarding words.

Before I could say what..., a tall, cracking sound of glass or something cracked through the space.

"... what!?

Space cracks.

Unstoppable agitation and anxiety reinforce the stiffness behind the chest to a feeling that is unlikely to be real.

Feeling out of nowhere, breathless compression alarms me that something is looming here right now.

What? I don't know.

But... this.

The anxiety of not knowing what to do makes my legs dull.

Again, the high crack sound rings.

Then something plundered a corner of his sight when the ice struck him with a shattering and crushing sensation.

……

... flowers, bits?

It was a light red, little petal.

"... Huh!?

As soon as I turned my consciousness to that petal. From the outside of his sight, an enormous amount of petals came into an avalanche like no other.

I lose my words, and I'm just blinded by the sight.

Full of space. Tons of petals, like covering up your sight, blow in from nowhere, disturbing and dancing.

That, too distant a sight.

When the petals are disturbed and snowblowing as they wish, and raging and dancing with a great roar, they eventually gather in one place, like a great pillar.

Light red petal dance frenzy.

The feast ends abruptly.

The petals gathered in one place, now in a flash, scattered and scratched away.

Stand where the petals were gathered, leave the person.

……

... people, not.

With the aftermath of a blown force, the bright red glossy, rich hair flutters, just like the petals.

A thin, smooth cloth with multiple layers of kimono, similar to spring sumptuousness, is swaying bright white.

Even more meticulous skin than that garment, which even feels divine, highlights the transparency and is white, glowing and radiant.

That's the only place in a blurry space that seems white and glowing,... such a strange feeling.

In the lingering face of the girl's idyllic, the appearance of beauty containing a luscious colour slowly raises her face and invites her vain eyes to the front, so deep that she is about to be sucked in.

Cherry blossom eyes that also look rainbow.

Fluffy, sweet fruity aroma.

It was intuitive.

Something that was intuitive but close to unlimited certainty.

……

Goddess of Light.

I gain a strong conviction that this being in front of me now is the goddess of light.

Tremors pass from foot to foot in its overwhelming presence.

The most beautiful, dazzling, glorious and terrifying thing in the world.

A symbol of life and endless prosperity.

The incarnation of blooming flower-like beauty.

The only absolute being in this world.