Chapter 413 – Denial of Existence

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To the sound of Amelia’s voice her calling her her own her, Cleon replied by casting her gaze at her.

It was the next moment when the wavering pupils, her pupils, which had barely received light, were briefly illuminated.

The flower of the black crystal used to tie her hair her glows black, and once again Amelia’s expression darkens.

“Cleon… I’m glad you’re safe.”

As Amelia smiled and began to approach her, Cleon slowly turned her body her and walked towards her as if away from her Ruba and Aruru.

“I, I gathered so much strength to heal Cleon… Now that Cleon is healthy, I will protect him with this power…”

When she slowly lifts her trembling arm, the remaining black crystals gather to form a huge human arm, as if replacing her body with her.

“…So now, don’t get away from me. As for the pests that approach Cleon, I will kill them all.”

The next moment, when that arm clenched into a fist-

The magical energy that had spread throughout the area instantly gathered into that fist, and the grass, trees, and flowers that barely survived the battle withered and twisted in an instant.

Now, under her will her, it became possible to perfectly control the flow of magical energy in the surrounding space.

Cleon looked at her in silence and raised her right arm in her.

Around him, a magical shield forms and surrounds it.

A hemispherical, translucent barrier.

If it was made up of powerful black magic and put Cleon and Amelia inside—at the same time, the outside and the inside were cut off.

‘The small area of ​​the magic barrier… ‘

Amelia is quiet for a moment, examining what surrounds herself, then she raises the corner of her mouth.

“… You understand my feelings? Cleon.”

A small domain is a domain of one’s own, created by overwriting the world with the rules of the developer.

Invasion from the outside and exit from the inside are at the developer’s discretion.

If there is a way, the only thing is to defeat the deployer or unfold a more elaborate and intense small area from the inside.

Amelia defines the situation in a favorable way, saying that the reason Cleon opened her barrier is to be with her her.

“…Okay. I know very well.”

A little while after Amelia’s words her, when Cleon said that, Amelia smiled and started walking toward him.

The next moment, seeing Cleon pull out Galatea from his waist her, he stopped as if turned to stone.

“… Uh, why… ?”

“Amelia. I’m back here to stop you I know very well why you are crying and why you are angry.”

“Then you should join me… ! Cleon, please. Please put down the sword. I-I and Cleon…”

Amelia, in her quivering voice her, wraps her head around her head as if to protect her own self.

The precious things left to oneself leave oneself.

The kingdom, the people, the companions, and Ruba all pointed at themselves.

And now, if even Cleon points a sword at him, what on earth must he exist for?

“Ha… Ha…!”

Her chest her constricts, making her breathless.

My heart felt stuffy, like my head was about to explode.

The reason she was given the meaning and value of her existence was because she was the Saint Princess.

With the power to protect someone, do justice with it.

Because he was able to protect the capital, his people his, and his comrades his, he was pointed at as a traitor.

Even in the royal palace, even if you are treated as a cursed human, if this existence is helpful to someone.

I thought that was enough.

It all turns its back on you.

Point a finger at yourself, point a knife at yourself.

Throwing a voice of condemnation, throwing stones.

Turn your back, turn your mind

In the end, it is denied.

The existence of Amelia Chaldearis was not needed from the beginning.

Anxiety swelled from the inside filling her small body, and an ominous magical aura slowly rose up and wrapped around her.

Cleon looked at it and narrowed his eyes.

It was because the wind of black magic blew, blocking Cleon’s vision of her and creating an invisible wall between him and Amelia.

Was it such a big shock to be rejected by Cleon?

Amelia’s body was torn from her skin, wounded by a storm of black crystals she had created herself.

“Amelia! Stop! If you continue to use that power, your body will no longer…!”

However, Cleon noticed after talking that far.

That Amelia herself was in a state where she could no longer control her own power her, her impulses her.

Controlling her body her is a magical power core that has grown explosively due to her negative emotions her triggering it.

In other words, it was a black crystal flower that emitted dangerous light that hung like a headdress.

Recalling that it was the same as the ominous aura that her former self had felt from the wounds sealed in her chest her, the moment Cleon physically and forcibly separated her mana core her-

‘Amelia’s heart… It is certain that it will explode without being able to overcome the magic separation phenomenon…!’

Terrible fantasies playing in your head.

Shaking her head to dispel her ominous prophecies, Cleon feels that in order to save her, it is necessary to once again use the power of her own imprint her to completely sever her body her ‘s connection to the crystal. .

But the next moment, Amelia’s eyes glow red, and her arms her move.

Then, the storm of black crystals that gnawed at her body formed a new shape.

The pieces of crystal that once passed through her body her do not fall from her body her, but gather and unite as one.

As if covering a highly exposed outfit from above, as if Amelia’s blood had been used as glue.

The black and bumpy surface is cut with another crystal, and red lines are inserted in between.

And finally, Amelia’s body her was covered with black armor.

Feelings about to explode, as if wrapped in a thick shell.

At the same time, like Cleon’s small domain, she cut herself off from the outside world.

Somewhere, the black armor that gives off a dress-like nostalgia, similar to the warrior’s robe worn by Aruru, shows a somewhat similar aspect to Amelia when she transformed into Saint Princess.

Kirik, Chirik. If you think it sounds jarring.

Above her head her, the remaining crystal shards were spinning like cogs, forming a ring.

“If Cleon doesn’t listen to me… I’ll keep you by my side even if I’m forced to. Even if you cut off a leg or an arm. To never leave…”

Raising her axe, her limp body her, she seizes a gigantic scythe she has hitherto not used.

The next moment, when she thinks her body has disappeared leaving behind an afterimage, she falls down from above with her huge wings spread, striking Cleon with that vicious blade.

“Kuh… !”

The shock beyond imagination created by explosive acceleration and physical abilities enhanced by magical power.

He momentarily raises Galatea above her head her to block her sword her, but Kwajik! I could see that the ground where she was standing and her feet was sinking and cracking from the impact.

Come to think of it, even when Amelia was fighting as Saint Princess, her specialty was to fight much more powerfully than Cleon.

She now fights with more magical powers and enhanced physical abilities than she did, to the point where it was considered her best practice to avoid even Cleon in her head-to-head competition.

She draws a large amount of her magic power her from Galatea and lets it flow into her own body her.

It does not go inside Cleon’s body of her, but flows over the surface, making up for Cleon’s lacking parts of her.

And, just like Amelia in front of her did, it takes the form of armor to protect Cleon’s body from her.

A helmet was put on, and the only thing that showed that it was a face was the glowing white eyes of her.

In the next moment, Cleon’s arm her, strengthened with the same magical power as Amelia’s, was swung wide, shaking Amelia’s body her away along with her weapon her.

Thud! As the impact spreads through the air, her light body her bounces upwards as well.

As if chasing after him, Cleon puts his strength her into his legs her and makes a great leap.

The imprint on her body will be at the bottom of her shoulder her, the place where she has been inscribed by her former self her.

As long as there is a black crystal armor covering her body her, Cleon, who judged that it would be impossible to control the imprint on her body her without touching that part her, decided to destroy her armor first.

On the other hand, Amelia, who had been concentrating on moving the wings behind her back to control her body her with the impact of her attack, was surprised by Cleon, who suddenly followed her in front of her eyes, and grabbed her her arm. Move to block Cleon’s sword.

His attacks of her are precise and sharp, and each time he strikes a sum, little by little he picks up on Amelia’s habits of her and pokes at a weak spot in her defense of her.

‘Why… !? Aruru and Ruba, even if the two of them were together, they weren’t pushed back…!’

The leisurely battle from before-

No, how was he able to win even in a situation that was more like a one-sided invasion than a battle?

The reason wasn’t simply because Amelia became stronger, it was Aruru and Ruba.

She seemed oblivious to it, thanks to her reluctance to injure Amelia, protecting those around her from her rampage.

If those two aren’t blocking Amelia.

If he had done his best to kill Amelia without thinking about the damage around him, it might have led to a friendship with Amelia.

But the two of them didn’t, or you could say they couldn’t.

As someone who had seen Amelia along with Aurelia, Aruru had the belief that she was a good person at her root her and that this runaway was temporary.

That’s why, even as a warrior. No, rather, since he is a true hero, he is drawn to the ‘Jeong’that remains in his heart.

Without being a mere scale, without being a blind executor of justice.

It fulfilled its duty as a shield to protect people and the kingdom.

It was the same with Ruba.

While she was with a girl with a strange destiny, the appearance she showed her may have influenced Ruba more than she thought.

In addition to her goal of ‘reviving her clan her’, which is left of her after she has completed her revenge her.

An existence that I want to protect with someone.

Rube was unable to directly cut down such an existence.

If her master saw her, she would burst out laughing, but she, Ruba, would not regret not cutting Amelia.

Because she knew the right person for her to set her right her, Ruba.

That’s why Cleon, inheriting the will of the two, stands in front of Amelia.

To break through her shell her, to reach the she within her her. He wields her sword her to stop Amelia.

However, in that attack, like Ruba and Aruru, there was no need to live.

In the end, this battle is to achieve two goals at the same time, which have a level of extreme difficulty: to keep Amelia from getting hurt and at the same time to remove her magical armor that surrounds Amelia.

At the same time, it is necessary to block her as much as possible, leaving the stamina and consciousness of her to control her imprint of her.

‘…If I don’t do everything, I can’t save Amelia, which is the most difficult thing-‘

To accomplish this difficult task, he desperately needed the help of Cleon’s permanent partner her.

Next moment.

Kiggy Geek! When she heard that, the flash of magic from Galatea struck Amelia’s scythe, causing a crack in that part.

[Isn’t the way to wake up too violent?]

[I’m sorry to wake up right away, but-]

In the next moment, black magical slashes like the crescent moon were aimed at Cleon from both sides.

In air battles, Amelia has the advantage because she has wing-like flight engines.

Cleon’s flight magic was not as sophisticated as Lyla’s, so it was not suitable for close combat while flying.

That’s why, when Cleon’s body quickly fell from the sky to the ground, leaving a black afterimage by spraying mana.

The magical slashes aimed at Cleon collide with each other and disappear.

As Cleon lands on the ground, he looks at Amelia, who breathes in her air her, when he hears Galatea’s voice her.

[You want to save that child, right? You don’t have to say it.]

In response to Galatea’s dissatisfied voice Her, Cleon raised her lips.

[Is it jealousy?]

[Of course. Cleon, you almost died. … Ah-. I, too, want to be worried enough to throw my life at Cleon.]

As Cleon gripped the grip of the sword that was giving out such complaints, he once again raised his mana.

[Because I trust you.]

[Huh.]

With Amelia at the center, a violent storm of magical powers was gathering to cover the entire small area, and Galatea and Cleon rushed towards the center.

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“…Ugh. Ominous magic…”

As the girl shakes her body, the magic book she is holding in her hand her glows.

“Oh, I know! … This is the power of the Black Crystal Lotus… Master?”

If you answer like that, the magic book will light up once more and then become quiet.

“Yeah, that’s not good. She was completely lost on how to contact Cleon. Where can I find her?”

A dark-skinned elf looking down the street with a spear on his back.

And beside him was a female warrior perched on the roof with her fingers twisting her burning hair.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to ask that lizard to guide you?”

“Because I was captured by another dragon… I didn’t even have time to ask.”

If you hear a sigh between the conversation between the elf and the female warrior.

The next moment, a giant stag beetle descends from the sky.

[Found.]

“Really? After all, it helps!”

[Cleon-sama is in that small black area. I can feel it by smell.]

“As expected, it’s just that guy who causes such a commotion… Under! Great. I want to join the fight right now!”

“It’s cheap, getting involved in a fight… “

At the words of the girl, who seems to have a weak personality, the elf speaks while stroking her hair.

“That’s right. When Cleon needs help, we help. Wasn’t that a promise? At least he seems to want to fight alone now. We are-“

Thud! If you think that the explosion sound happened once again.

Something rises through the land of the royal capital.

It was the stem of a plant. The surface was covered with something like a black crystal, and if it hadn’t been for randomly absorbing magical energy from the surroundings, it might have looked a bit spectacular.

Because there were several of them springing up here and there in the capital.

“Come on. Are you a relative of Freyja?”

“B, the stem of the Black Crystal Lotus! Perhaps, the host is lacking in magical power, and to make up for it…”

“I don’t know what it is, but it feels dangerous… Would you like to destroy it?”

At the Dark Elf’s words, the giant stag beetle lowered its altitude to the level of the roof where her feet her were.

[Let’s hurry. That plant smells bad. Obviously, the sap won’t come out either.]

“… What. That’s right.”

“Hey kid, you come with me.”

When the female warrior of flame pulls the weak-looking wizard girl, the elf rides on top of the stag beetle.

“Really, incidents never stop. Around that man.”