Maouyome

224 One decision

The split pillar of light, it bounced.

"Damn!? Ahhh!?

The moment the blue flame gushing from the knife severed the pillars of light, the runoff of the liberated force blew one side of the perimeter violently.

To the pressure of the raging force, he stuck his knife on the floor, desperately enduring.

Severe explosions and tremors ran relentlessly through.

Resist with guts the pressure of being unable to keep your eyes open and the weight of an incredible position that hits the entire body.

The pillar of light is a bound force field.

It's just a corridor for Konohana Sakya to come down to Mariel's body. Yet I just cut it off for a moment, and the recoil to awesome burst and bounce around me.

The really nasty ones haven't come down yet. Even though it's a hassle.

I have to slap this pillar of light off before Konohana Sakya comes down. I can't do that even though the instinctive inquiry in me determines so.

A ritual of descent that has been proceeded with formal procedures, even if there was no will on the part of the person. The corridor with the goddess, which was thus connected, contained power to the point of awesomeness.

Just trying to cut it off will likely blow up the sanctuary itself with only the margin of leaked power.

A being that prepares and welcomes so many fields of power.

That's the goddess, and it's also painful enough to be abominable.

"... crap, haha, crap, crap"

The momentum of the force that had casually beaten him was interrupted and he choked heavily on his freed breath. Choke deeply and try to cling to the knife that pierced the floor.

You can't just cut it off.

This pillar of light must be managed.

But if you force this through like a mass of force fields with force moves, the runoff of power that has lost its way will blow the perimeter.

This is it with just a few scratches, if you do poorly, this holy city itself could blow up.

"Master Lefia!

Leanscheid ran over beside me.

Lean Shade must have eaten his current shock decently, too, when he saw it, he could see that he was taking less damage to his whole body.

... Maybe I, too, am similar.

"Damn! Stay away from me!

The brave man is also about to put a sword firmly in his hands and head to the pillar of light, even though he is worn out.

I'm trying to make my way, but I'm not getting any closer to the pressure exerted from the pillar of light.

Because he was close, or Lean Shade also distorted his expression into agony.

Maybe the total amount of magic you have makes a difference in your resistance to the pressure applied from the pillar of light.

I have a lot of pride in doing it if it's just the amount of magic I possess.

Oh, my God, because that's about why I've been blinded as a goddess vessel.

Compared to how the two of us are, the pressure we receive from the pillars of light is not so much felt. At least not as painful or as close as you can get.

Pull your hands and feet together and pull the knife off the floor.

If you want to do it, I'm the only one left.

"... think, think, think"

Stand in front of the lean shade standing beside you and capture the pillars of light straight in the middle of your gaze. the pillars of light and the figure of Master Mariel floating in them.

We don't have time.

That's why don't stop thinking.

That's what always happened.

Give up? I'm not kidding.

"Dear Lefia,... what?

Calm down. Think.

Don't rush. Don't feel bad. Don't give up.

Look as closely as you can when you suck.

Look closely at what sucks and stare to determine.

Explore and find and remove the cause of the distress.

What sucks. What do you got? Find out what.

Think. Think. Think.

"Things I've seen. Things touched. Things I felt."

There's an answer somewhere. Haz.

"Think. Grab it. Hands behind your back. Get there."

A pillar of light like a mass of force.

Master Mariel cannot be saved without severing that pillar of light that connects Master Mariel to Conohana Sakya.

We have to cut it off, but if we do, the power that has lost its way could blow up the Holy Capital.

But as it is, even now Konohana Sakya descends on Mariel's body, still guided by that pillar of light.

If Conohana Sakya gets down to Mariel's body, surely, Mariel will never help again.

In the vessel of Mariel's soul, I cannot stand the descent of the goddess.

"... after the descent of the goddess, defeat the goddess before the vessel of Mariel's soul is completely broken to help Mariel with 'complete resurrection'.... No."

Deny yourself the words you put out in your mouth and confirmed.

Then, no.

Even that Mr. Seruazam couldn't win in the first place, and I don't even know if he can defeat the goddess who descended on us.

There are two things that are certain.

That we cannot slap off that pillar of light with force, and that we must not let Master Mariel descend Konohanasakuya.

We have to do something about the two contradictory things.

...... too much difficulty.

The bell rang in my ear.

When I almost felt weak about it, I felt like the pattern of the knife shivered slightly in my hand.

"... the sound of a bell?

Did you hear the same noise? Huh, Lean Shade also holds his ear and looks around.

...... sorry. That's right.

"If you're feeling weak, you didn't..."

Of this little knife, generated from the blessings of Lord Ivanaga and my magic, at its core is the skull shard of Mr. Linfilet, before Suzumori, Lean Shade's mother.

Because of my willingness to live there, I felt mildly reprimanded that I should not give up yet.

...... yeah. Not yet.

You should still give up. No!

"... what's that?"

"Mr. Lynn Fillet scolded me. Not if I still give up."

"... like what?

I turn to the pillar of light again with a strong eye back on the lean shade of bewildered appearance.

A pillar of light that stands in such a way as to softly enclose the altar.

To offer the Virgin to the Goddess, the altar.

In this land a thousand and two hundred years ago, the first Virgin Alicia accepted the descent of the Goddess to honor Ser Azam, who was rampant as the Evil Demon King.

A dull portrait in an old rocket.

Fu, the portrait posted behind that altar revives clearly in the back of his brain.

I thought you were a beautiful person.

Black, long, glossy dark hair and neat jaw shape.

The seemingly intense eye still includes some kindness, fun, serene.

"Dear First Virgin, Alicia..."

Alicia, who accepted the goddess, praised and pardoned Mr. Selazam's deeds with her power.

In order not to let the goddess kill Mr. Selazam, he crushed the vessel of his own soul, of his own free will.

Without being completely dominated by the goddess.... I fought.

He told me he tried to fight it.

"... help me, please"

I don't think I can do the same.

I don't think I can.

But if there's any possibility there.

I'll put all my strength into it.

Do everything you can to make him fight it.

If Conohanasakuya descends upon Mariel, Mariel's soul vessel will surely be crushed and scattered.

Torte-kun.

Mr. Orolena.

I couldn't reach it while I was in front of you.

I thought I'd lost the same Maori, but thanks to Ivanaga, I could help. Still, it was too much.

I won't let you lose any more in front of me.

"Lean Shade! Brave man!

That's one decision.

"I'll only stop that pillar of light for a moment now, so please Mariel in that gap!

"No, stop, how!?

"... the pillars of light are bound around the Virgin. If you take the Virgin out, you'll lose your power."

Speaking of which, maybe Leanscheid would disagree. I could literally be angry like a ghost.

But I think this is all we have left.

If I can't stop you anymore, this is the only way.

"... it's okay. Leave it to me."

Drink up and nod loudly.

Crush your fears with courage.

"... ok. Even in his stead, the Virgin."

"Thank you, Lean Shade"

I return my deep gratitude to him for his reluctance but acceptance.

"I mean, whoa! What are you going to do!

"Here's what I'm gonna do!

Step deep and deep into the fundamentals of the pillar of light with the bewildered brave man aside.

"Damn!?... this ooh!

Just as close to this point, the pressure becomes stronger than can be ignored.

Moving heavily into his stepping foot, he makes sure to soak up the little machete wrapped in blue flames from the bottom.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Gut into soul.

If you tap it off from the outside of the bound force, the force overflowing from the incision loses control and becomes rampant.

So this time, I tried to receive a bunch of forces that became pillars of light, softening up all of the forces from their very roots.

A large amount of blue flames boil from the knife to an unprecedented extent.

Simple power and power at best.

A rolling blue flame supports and pushes back directly from the bottom the columns of light trying to hold them from the top as if they were heavy curtains.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

He pressed in his rattlesnake and trembling body, lifting his knife to near overhead while resisting pressure to the abnormality.

On the hem of the pillar of light, a slight gap is created.

Oh, come on.

... Just a few more moments, please!

Blue and silver skirmishes rose to intense pressure.

Up to this point, a little machete, who has helped me with all sorts of things, squeezes that last force and lifts the pillar of light from the bottom.

"Why, hey, hey, hey, hey!

I scream in temper at the bottom of my stomach.

Against the pillars of light like a mass of force, the blue flames boiling from the knife showed a fierce audience.

A swirling flame pushes back the pillars of light.

The blue flame dominated the temple as the aftermath of the force and force that hit it rocked the entire dome violently.

Mariel's body is freed from the pillars of light.

A lean shade jumped in to hold Mariel's body as she fell onto the altar without any help.

Upon confirmation of its appearance, a pakin ', tall noise comes to hand.

It was a moment beyond its limits.

A little machete that squeezed its last force and lifted a pillar of light crumbles from the middle of its body into two pieces.

As soon as he did, a pillar of light thrust through the ground, pushing away the blue flame that had lost its power.

"Agu!? Master Lefia!

Before the pillar of light pierced the ground again, I could see the leanshade blown away by the momentum, hurriedly jumping back with Master Mariel.

The brave man takes the two that are blown hard with his body up.

Check its appearance from the inside of the column of light.

"... Grr!?

I get on one knee to the pressure of being held down hard.

I thought it would be a lot of pressure, but hey, all I'm saying is, this was more than I imagined.

I guess so.

Unlike Mariel, who followed the formal procedure, this one is nothing but an irregular foreign object.

But still.

Around where a bundle of bound forces hasn't rammed up while maintaining the pillars of light, it's apparently working.

If we lose the destination of power, the pillars of light will run wild.

This was the only way to save Master Mariel from rampant runoff of the power that shaped the pillars of light.

I succeeded in transferring power from Master Mariel to me.

Too much pressure makes me crawl all over the floor.

Put a good force in the clenching fists of both hands, eat and bind your teeth.

"Master Lefia! No way! Don't!

Lean Shade shouted across the pillar of light.

I entrust Master Mariel to the brave, and I'm trying so hard to get closer to this one, but the pressure is too strong to move forward.

I can't let her look unusual like that.

To make it look okay, squeeze out the will, resist the pressure, and somehow get up on the spot with both legs.

I feel my gaze from over my head.

This one,... I see you watching.

I can see that that distorted smile is further distorted as that distorted beauty goddess looks at this one.

Stare at the head with a strong gaze.

Originally,... it was me.

I was the first one to keep an eye on you, so this is the haz you want. There's no need to get around flirting or throw Mariel away and pawn him.

This is what you're after!

The pressure showed swelling at first sight.

I could see a mass of power coming slowly closer through the path of light.

A gaze containing the colour of joy looms.

But honestly, I'm not letting you descend.

I will never let you be free.

I don't know if I can.

Maybe I can't.

... but. That's it!

As the First Virgin did.

As Alicia protected Mr. Selazam, so did I.

Let them fight it.

I will resist you with all my soul.

"... you and me, it's a wily battle!

Light, overflowing.

An impenetrable mass of power looms from overhead, as if to push and spread the path of light, which was bound by unlikely force, if it is still not enough.

The color, the sound, the smell, the five senses are lost.

Freed from the forces that were being held down, the floating sensation as if they had been engaged wrapped around his body.

Thirsty.

Crying.

... joy.

Consciousness drinks into swirling emotions.

In an ambiguous sensation, thoughts are shredded so that emotions are drunk by large waves.

Its existence was too, too great.

Consciousness is being pruned into being too big.

But we can't lose.

To be swallowed up here, I don't know!

Keeping your mind snug and strong in the thoughts that linger at the heart of that consciousness as you struggle hard in your fading consciousness.