Chapter 404 – Yew Wah

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Layla, who extended her magic pass toward Cleon and conveyed her voice to him, suddenly turned her head at the strange presence she felt.

Because she was the one who assisted Cleon by grasping the situation on the ground while floating high above the capital, she had no idea that someone would come near her.

It was because she had the minimum means to avoid being detected.

It stood upside down in the sky wearing a monkey’s mask.

As if the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, he was walking with the sky as the floor.

In addition, the moment that existence appeared, strange interference entered the magical power path that ran between her and Cleon, and they could not hear each other’s voices.

Lyla feels intense anger at the being who disturbed her, her hair swaying from the ends as if on fire.

“What are you doing… ! I have no time to play with you!”

As Lila snaps her fingers as she raises her voice, three large fireballs appear around her.

It instantly expanded to a great size, and then flew toward the monkey mask, moving in different trajectories.

But, next moment.

The monkey mask clapped his hands twice, and the fireball flying toward him stopped in mid-air.

“… !”

Lila sees it and opens her eyes wide.

That fireball stopped as if time had stopped.

Even when he tried to reclaim her magic by disarming her, the magic had already left Layla’s control of her.

“This level of magic with simple movements without chanting. As rumor has it, great skills. Lyla Flamewatch.”

What came from beneath the mask was the voice of an elderly man, which made him feel his age.

“As expected, it is an existence that accelerates the destruction of the world.”

“Ha…?”

Lila reacted to the monkey mask’s words with some nonsense, but when the man clapped his hands again-

This time, Layla’s magic began to fly towards her as if she was going back in time.

“Tch, what is it for real!”

Has magic control been taken away?

If not, are you really manipulating time?

Several hypotheses are formed in Layla’s head of her, but the important thing now is to get away from this man’s interference and go to rescue Cleon on the ground.

Layla prepares different magic in each hand her.

One is magic that cancels the fireballs that return to you.

Another is a portal magic for moving a short distance.

It was the moment to put the mark of the dimension door engraved on Cleon’s body to good use, just in case.

“It is a pointless struggle. Lyla Flamewatch.”

Then, the next moment.

Lila felt the scenery around her change in an instant.

Her surroundings her, which were in the sky above the royal capital just before, had changed to a snowy field she had never seen before.

A cold tremendous hit Laila’s body.

It took me a moment to figure out what had happened, but then I saw that the portal magic was failing as it moved out of range.

‘Space movement!? No chanting, no simple movements…!? Such ridiculous magic… Kuh… !’

Layla, unable to hide her astonishment, and her fireball her returning to herself the next moment, and the magic Layla prepared to offset it collide and cause a huge explosion.

Waves of flame so intense that the snow around her was evaporated beyond melting.

The old man in the monkey mask was still standing upside down in the air, looking at it.

To all eyes, Layla seemed consumed by her own magic her and consumed by the flames.

But, next moment.

Charleuk! If you hear a voice from beyond the explosion.

A chain of fiery flames aimed at the old man and flew in.

As soon as the old man saw the chain, he quickly clapped his hands three times-

Just like that, she disappeared on the spot.

“The Exiled Church… ! How far are you trying to hinder us!”

The steam from the explosion dissipated at the same time as Lyla’s cry.

After confirming that her own magic her flew into the air and failed to find her target, she immediately checked her surroundings with her magical vision of her.

‘Transparency… ? If not… Did you move like before? Either way, if you follow the traces of magic with magic poetry-‘

“Even if you chase it with magical poetry, it’s meaningless if you can’t react.”

The next moment, Layla heard her voice beside her and quickly raised her staff her to protect herself.

Kwajik! When she hears her voice her, Lila’s body her rolls to the ground with a strong shock.

“Kyaaak… !”

It was fortunate that the floor was snow, but if it was a stone floor, it would not be strange even if it was cracked here and there.

The old man shakes off her clenched fist and watches Layla as she rolls away.

“As you said. I am the ‘Berche’ of the Exiled Church. It’s not my real name.”

As the man’s words echo across the vast snowfield, Layla staggers to her feet her, propped up with her staff her.

As she rolls across the ground, eyes stick to different parts of her body, and she looks at the cracks in her staff her.

“I’m not tired… ! He intends to show up every day and disturb us…!?”

“Master told me not to let you help me in order for the fate of the dark horse clan to flow as planned.”

Lyla screamed at his words her, once again concentrating her magical energy all over her body her into her fingertips her.

“Cleon’s fate… You guys won’t let me decide!!”

As Layla’s hands waved in the air, her magic flowed into her wand.

The spear blade attached to the end of Layla’s wand, dyed red, creates a blade made of flame.

Every time her wand her moves, it leaves an afterimage.

And the next moment –

“Heat Haze.”

Lila’s body her shuddered momentarily.

Then, her body instantly increased to 2 or 3 people.

In an instant, 10 Lylas surround Berce.

“… Welcome.”

Berche judged that Layla’s magic was an illusion close to a mirage, and she muttered that.

Because it was impossible for all of these clones to move with their real bodies.

“Haste!”

Keying-! When the magic power reverberates like a turbine sound.

Laila- No, all the Lailas carried flaming staffs, each using a different magic, and rushed at Berche.

However, if he went to stand still, the lights of magic time were lit from the eyes below him.

What you’re looking for is Ryla with the most magic power.

Obviously, that was the main body.

“…!?”

However, he could n’t help but be a little embarrassed that his expectations were wrong.

Right now, the Layla that were running towards her all had the same magical power, and each and every one of them had a similar level to the Layla that had been fighting Berche until now.

‘Is everything on the same level as the main body…!’

Berche feels both admiration and pity for her use of magic beyond common sense.

How nice it would have been if this talent had been used for the well-being of the world.

For a world without any stripe, guided by the Father of All.

The next moment, when Berche’s hands clap twice.

All the Lylas running towards him stop moving.

Just like the fireball he stopped earlier, Lyla, who had been floating in the air by jumping, remained suspended in the air.

As if the Lailas didn’t notice that they were stopped, they couldn’t even follow him with their eyes even though Berce was moving.

“However, everything is vanity and vanity.”

His voice His, as if reciting a part of a sutra, resounded like exclamation, followed by two claps.

“Wait a minute!?”

Layla’s panicked voice resounded, and Layla, who was aiming for Berche and jumped in, bumped into each other and got tangled up, creating a real mess.

Berche slowly turns her body and talks while looking at the Lylas – 10 wizards who have fallen to the ground.

“You can’t beat me. Because man cannot beat time.”

“Ha…!? What is that… You’re manipulating time…!?”

The Lailas separated from each other and somehow got up from their seats, and then put on an expression of bewilderment at Berche’s words to her.

“This is not magic permitted for humans!”

“Of course. It’s not magic, it’s science.”

Laila had no choice but to keep her mouth shut for a moment at the words of Berche who she answered so confidently.

Layla’s reaction, Berche spoke as if declaring victory.

“You don’t know. The essence of knowledge possessed by the Father of all. And that if you use that knowledge, this world can be perfected.”

“…These are the technologies that Adam brought from the primordial world… !?”

When Layla talks to him with a shocked expression, Berche nods his head.

“My father further developed the knowledge that has been handed down from the primordial world to the present. If he gets a vessel that suits him, and brings down the throne lord. There will be no stripe in this world. In the process – you guys who are with the magic swordsman Cleon are beings that stand in the way of my father’s cause.”

“… “

By Berze, you are probably referring to all of Cleon’s friends his, including Layla.

Quon, Sasha, Ruba… Besides that, everyone who is cooperative with Cleon.

Seeing Layla and her alter egos reposition themselves, Berche sighed and opened his mouth.

“Lyla Flamewatch. Become our allies.”

“——What?”

As if Lila said she had heard wrong, she turned a grim face and she looked at him.

But Berce talks calmly, not showing what kind of face is underneath the mask that covers his face her.

“My father understands the value of the curious and the wise. If you join us, Father will give you all the knowledge you want.”

Father of knowledge and all things – He Becomes Adam’s family and helps the Exiled Church.

In other words, it was no different from the story of being Cleon’s enemy.

Even if it was by someone else, the moment Layla put that thought into her brain her, she felt the blood drain from the exhibition.

Am I, Lyla Flamewatch, betraying Cleon? Become his enemy

It’s been a long time since I realized how stupid it was already a few months ago.

“You… You made a mistake.”

“Hoo. A mistake?”

Berce, who heard Laila’s words, twitched her eyebrows as if she was interested.

Then, the Lylas standing in front of him disappear like a mirage, leaving only one.

Instead, Layla’s magical energy of her, which was needed to create them, was focused on her-

‘Strengthening physical abilities using the magical power of Quon’s holy sword… And Amelia’s transformation. My new technique that I created by referring to those two phenomena.’

Lyla’s staff responds to her magic power and changes its appearance into a huge double-edged spear.

The surface of the weapon, with its blade extending up and down from the center of the circle, was filled with incredibly high-temperature flames.

And that’s not all. Layla’s clothes her shimmer as if they were united with the flames, and the original red jacket and plaid skirt her changed into a white and red keynote mage’s battle garb.

That figure is the result of magic that once again improved Layla’s trumpet, incarnation magic.

“Limited Open Incarnation Spell – Avatar Purgatorio!”

Originally, incarnation magic could not be activated without the help of Cleon, the wedge.

By adding one more observer, Layla projects another version of her original avatar her.

If Cleon observes ‘the appearance to return’, another observer observes Layla ‘the appearance to change’ while the spell is activated.

Except for the fact that the observer is a bit absurd, this magic of Lyla is a ‘weakness in close combat’ that could not be completely removed even with incarnation magic, and a ‘magical pollution’ that can occur thanks to becoming a pure magical body. It is a magic that can solve all ‘danger’.

“Is that the famous ‘incarnation magic’? As expected, you are a worthy talent to have as an enemy of the world.”

“Shut up!”

At the same time as Lyla’s angry cry echoed, flame wings spread from her back.

It was a similar phenomenon to when Quon grabbed her Flame Sacred Sword, and Lyla turned into a thrust that pushed her own body into her.

“I have no intention of ever parting with Cleon… ! I will burn the future you want!

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“… “

Aruru Tromeiya, like Eusthes earlier, couldn’t close her gaping mouth her.

What is that thing in front of you?

“Hey! Also, run away! The imprisoned princess is crazy!”

Citizens’ screams, angry shouts. The mud of calamity that descends equally regardless of nobles and commoners.

Rain of hate, lightning of sorrow.

Aruru, with her trembling hands, had to hold back with her reason that she had to reach for the handle of her own sword – Arondite.

Although she warned that her instincts her as a warrior and everything she had cultivated up until now she had to slash the existence in front of her eyes her in order to protect the kingdom and its people her.

She, too, is a precious existence that he wants to protect.

Aruru, who had already confirmed that her mother her had taken her father her and returned to her royal castle, called the name of the girl licking her index finger her as she rode on top of the nobleman’s carriage.

“Princess Amelia!”

“—… Aruru.”

When her name her was called, Amelia turned her head and looked at Aruru with extremely cold eyes for an instant.

Those were the eyes that Amelia, who had been like an insectivorous plant that devoured other knights and soldiers at random until just now, looked at them.

However, as soon as that fleeting moment passed, Amelia’s face turned into a smile.

The next moment, when Aruru thinks that the princess disappeared without even blinking her eyes her-

“Aruru. Aruru!”

A girl’s voice, as if playing a prank, came from behind.

There—Princess Amelia, who had been sitting on her carriage until now, was smiling and looking at Aruru with her arms behind her back.

——This was the first time that her smile her felt creepy.

“… I heard. Sir Percys is hurt.”

At her words her, Aruru nodded her head.

She was able to save her life thanks to Drake’s potion, but she headed to the royal castle together with Pope Esca to treat her father her, who was still unconscious.

Thanks to you, she’s not here.

“…It’s okay. Princess Amelia. Father, he will wake up after receiving treatment.”

At Aruru’s words her, Amelia nodded her head and said, ‘Yeah, yeah.’

“It’s okay not to pretend to be strong, Aruru. I, I don’t sympathize with others, but she sympathizes with Aruru. Obviously, it must have been sad. It must have been painful. She must have despaired of her own powerlessness of her.”

Amelia’s eyes her, as she said that, smiled happily.

Clearly, her voice was as sweet as her usual.

And, it felt like she really understood her own pain in her.

If that voice, digging into her ear of her, Aruru of her, she didn’t feel like she was forcing her to let her heart out of her.

Aruru might have taken her Amelia’s hand her and confided in her her own feelings of her.

But- her eyes her.

What I felt beyond those eyes was not warm at all.

Snowy ice. Alpine ice cap. Polar ice caps. It was a smile with a lower temperature than the bitter cold of Cocytus, the hell of ice that those who betrayed others fall into.

So, Aruru could not succumb to her temptation her.

Aruru asks.

“Why are you doing this? Its appearance and magic… What happened to Cleon?”

“Cleon?”

When Aruru mentions Cleon’s name, the smile disappears from Amelia’s face in an instant.

And, revealing her dark emotions that she had suppressed, Amelia talks to Aruru.

“While you are in front. Cleon was attacked and knocked down while protecting me. He is poisoned and dying.”

“──”

The moment Aruru heard Amelia’s words her, the back of her head she became hot, and at the same time, the cold sensation running up her spine her seemed to drain her strength her from the exhibition.

She thought that communication through imprinting could not be transmitted, but it could not be.

Aruru suppresses her trembling hand her with her other hand, barely holding back her choking.

Her heart her, she marveled at herself that she had been nearly broken, yet her eyes her reddened at the fact that she could not keep her oath her to protect him that she had spoken.

“Don’t worry, Aruru. Because I will protect Cleon. Now, I have left it with someone else and moved it to a safe place.”

“Okay… Where is he now?”

To Aruru’s question, Amelia shut her mouth for a moment before she responded with a smile.

“You don’t need to know.”

“… “

“Because Cleon will stay with me from now on, forever. Even if you entrust it to someone else, they won’t be able to protect Cleon… Only I can be with Cleon.”

As she said that, she looked up at her hand.

There, I could see that the vitality and mana of the people who had been absorbed in this place were concentrated.

“To bring Cleon back to life, this alone is not enough. More. We need even more power.”

As Amelia puts her hands together, she speaks to Amelia in a childlike voice.

“So, Aruru? Won’t you help me?”

“… “

Aruru knew what ‘help’ Amelia wanted, even if she didn’t ask her.

Her, obviously, is contrary to her own definition of her.

Even if that was the way to really save Cleon.

That was contrary to Cleon’s definition.

“I’m sorry, princess. That’s something I can’t help you with. I now know exactly what I need to do. It is to bring you back to your original state and bring you to Cleon.”

“… Ah. Also.”

Let Aruru speak like that in a polite voice.

Amelia’s face does not erase the smile of her and giggles.

“It’s nice, Aruru. I couldn’t bear to eat you.”

“Ugh… !”

In the next moment, a huge stem of magical power stretched from behind Amelia’s body in her.

Perhaps thanks to the magic she gained from absorbing the people around her, it was no longer a fragile form like mud, but had a smooth surface like a proper plant.

“How will you taste… ?”

Just imagining it makes me feel the inside of my stomach getting hot.

Amelia laughed, smacking her own belly and running the bottoms of her fingers up, smiling coquettishly.

Its appearance was like a single flower blooming in the middle of hell.