295 - - The End of the Battle

A white shadow of the same shape blurs from a white body.

--But that's all.

"Hmm!　I've already given up that name!"

White attacks Aldvaan as if to say that it is settled.

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"What have you done to your own people!　You who always looked out for your fellow man!"

It is clear that Aldvaan is outnumbered, as White seems to be carrying an anomaly in his angry attacks. He breathes a sigh of relief and checks his surroundings.

"No way!　Not from here, not from there!"

As the knight of the zodiac swears, the cronies of the chief priest Byrne are attacking.

It seems that there are high-level [dark magic] users, whether it's the bodies that have been taken over or the souls that have been taken over, and <> is attacking Yuni and the others. I can't use it yet, but it is a magic equivalent to level 60 that materializes the shadow of the target and attacks it. Of course, it's weaker than the real thing, but Yuni-chan and the others seem to be having a hard time because they can't get in front of it due to the ward magic.

Moreover, countless black spears of and are flying around from the shadows. It seems as if the attacks are concentrated in that direction.

Or maybe it's just the <> going there. The others are being well protected by Kal and the others, so it just seems like more of them are going that way. Thankfully, they have been preventing me without complaint while I have been watching the progress of White and the others and skipping the battle.

seems to be stronger than I read in books, but I guess it depends on the user. Or is it special in relation to the princess's event?　Maybe both.

"Sorry, thanks."

"Hmm, sometimes."

"I said, 'No problem!'"

With that, Camilla dexterously strikes the < across the boundary and erases it, while Galahad prevents it with the belly of his greatsword. Galahad's sword is much thicker than most shields. --When I told Kikuhime about it, she said she was training hard with the wolves in the forest to see if she could find some skills. I have a feeling that one day we'll see a young girl who will drop her shield and attack with a big sword.

Why do all four of them look a little happy even though they've been slacking off? Especially Cal, he seems to be in a good mood.

Well.... I'm in a low state of health, but I'm ready to join the fray.

The mystics, including Black, are flying around on the ceiling using the censer as a scaffold, looking for the stone slab, while evading the interference of the robed men. The time I have been distracted by White is long for combat, but short for searching. I still can't seem to find the tablet.

"Ha ha ha ha!　The white mystiff is an unexpected distraction, but when it comes down to it, it's just prey!　Blood is a powerful medium for sealing incense censer!"

The fool is pleased with himself.

--I can get through the wards, but it's not a good idea to go out alone in front of them in this state.

But White is crying. He's not shedding tears, but he's crying in anger at Aldovan. It's not like we can come between them. Besides, it's settled.

"No, two Mistyphs are all we need," says Aldovan. Look at their beautiful fur. When they are healed, I will skin them and make them cushions for me and Sylvia!"

.......

"What did you say?"

I thought I heard a buzzing sound. In this case, I wonder if it was a blood vessel or an endurance cord that was severed.

"Ha!　Is that your Mistiff?　You've been hanging around the in the labyrinth, haven't you!　But whatever you say outside of the wards, it's the howl of a loser!　The old queen collected only the hairs from the bellies of the mystiffs and spread them around the room, one of them should be enough!"

"Warding ......, by warding do you mean this?"

"Lord ......"

Pretending not to hear Cal's admonition, he steps forward.

Awe] A mild inhibition of action to stun the hostile, inspiring and uplifting to the favored. But what is working now is the supposedly integrated [awe]. It is awe and fear that surrounds you, and inhibits the movement of friend and foe alike.

I feel as if the [seal of title of skill and law] is about to snap from sheer indignation. Stay calm, stay calm.

"-What the hell are you doing, you stupid b*tc*?"

As soon as he mutters in a low voice, the robed man takes down the incense burner, perhaps flinching at the presence. The incense burner hit the floor, and the lid flew off with a metallic sound, as if the clasp had been broken by the impact.

"Aaaaahhhh!

The man who dropped the censer lets out a cry, and a white mist escapes from his body.

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Among them, one of the incense burners trembles and falls off its thin, ornate chain. < to kill the momentum of the fall, and a gentle breeze of Val's scent draws it back to you. It seems to be used in a different way, but I couldn't think of anything else. I wanted to secure it because I wasn't sure if I should break it, but since it was on loan to White (・・・・・), I wasn't sure if I could run and get it in time.

"There it is!　Stone is ......,hmm."

In the midst of this, Black knocked down the incense burner, which fell and shattered the stone slab and all.

The wards were broken. While the knights of the constellation fight back against , a large amount of white mist escapes from the censer after censer lowered from the ceiling.

"Homura......!"

Galahad and the others are saying things in the background, but I can't hear them clearly over the sounds of the censer shaking, chains clanking, and censer to censer colliding with each other.

"What?　I thought you never left the inside of the censer as long as it shook!"

The white mist flew across the wide space, passed through the men and the white, and settled on my floating censer.

"What!　What did you put in that incense burner!　The same conditions apply to incense burners as long as you don't add any medium, and you should move to the nearest incense burner!　You say that Ishvan has conspired against me!"

"Oh - let's destroy the nuisance. ."

Ignoring the bellowing of the chief priest, Byrne, he unleashes his magic. The incense burners hanging from the ceiling are struck by the lightning, and they glow for a moment like canteras before cracking and falling one after another.

Aldvaan lies helplessly out of the corner of my eye. The battle between White and Aldvaan seems to be over. The battle between White and Aldvarne seems to be over.

The ghostly robed men are now swaying as if to express the agitation of the chief priest Byrne. Krulkan slips out of his sleeves and becomes a staff when he reaches out with his hand.

"<>"

The aim is first the incense burners held by the robed men, over-magic against the target, but now the mood is rough. A lightning spear appears in midair and falls in a straight line into the censer, blowing the robed men away with the impact.

Lightning magic level 35, I don't think it's enough to blow up everyone but the target. --I think the effect of [Verus' Judgment] has been felt. He is angry with Priestess Byrne for talking about turning white into fur. He is frustrated that he had no say in White's battle, and he is also angry that the two animals, who used to be friends, now have to fight each other.

"d*mn you, d*mn you!"

It backs away, clutching a bright orange orb and thrusting it toward us. It attacks us with a fireball, but we don't avoid it and it does no damage. As I approach the orb, I am knocked off my feet and fall to the ground.

"Ow, ow!

You know it doesn't work, but it still sticks the orb out at you. Ah, the orb used to boil Farfasi?　Then this must have been given to him by someone in the empire.

"...... goodbye."

I was going to hit him with Verus [the great sword of absolution], but I lost interest. <, I hit him with a flash, beheaded him, and that was it.

With borrowed power and borrowed knowledge, killing is easy. Don't come running into my presence without being prepared to be killed.

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"What?"

A large black Aldvaan, larger than when he was on my shoulder, but smaller in size for his level, lies on the ground with a white one, and speaks.

"You say that now?"

There is the faintest hint of a smile from Aldvarne.

"...... That body of yours is Ishvaan, isn't it?"

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"Ishvan will not be happy to see you go!"

Is this a good place to use recovery?　But White won't call me.

"Hey!　You!"

I was sobbing, and Black spoke to Aldvaan.

"If you don't want it, give me your power!　I'll let you sleep in my body instead!"

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"What are you talking about?"

After seeing the battle, Black has no reservation against White and Aldvaan. He looks up, his chest puffed out, and he is still standing firm as ever, looking like a big man even though he is weaker than the two of them.

"Your big, stupid body is not good enough for me, is it?　I'll lend you my body!　Give me that power to fight with him instead!　I can't stand to lose to him and be made to look like a fool."

Aldvarne looks at him lightly and starts to laugh.

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At the same time as he says these words, a white mist leaves Aldvarne's, or rather Ishvarne's, body and is absorbed into his black body.

"Nu......!"

The black hairs stand on end, but quickly subside.

"That's pretty tiring. ......"

Black and Aldvaan's voices leak from the same black body.

"I'm going to bed. You finish what you have to finish!"

<>

"What is it?"

White is approaching Aldvaan--I have to recover!

White, you'll recover in the meantime.

Glad you're okay, but you look terrible: ！！！！

<>

"Hmm?"

Recover White. Just when I thought Ishvan would recover too, Aldvarne, who was quietly watching me, called out to me.

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"Huh?"

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"You ran away, didn't you?　How twisted can you be!"

A white color that seems to be angry or angry at you in words, but also seems to be happy.

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Not knowing what to do, I hold out my hand and Aldvaan presses his forehead against me. Light leaks from the space between his forehead and hand.

I had been thinking that Mistiff (black) had officially joined this event. I mean, what about the fact that we've already named her?　Black is fine?

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Aldvaan is suddenly upset.

"Hmm?"

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For some reason, Aldvaan is angry.

"I don't remember naming it in the first place."

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"Extra?"

Apparently, I named it. I did call it that when I said I was going to make it black, but what's the extra?

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"Shut up!"

Before Aldvarne can finish, a white punch flies.

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"Just get him to change his name!　Don't bother to speak your current true name!"

They started fighting again. Well, let's leave them alone, since they are just playing around.

When I turned around, feeling both amused and disgusted, I found an even more disturbing scene unfolding. A water-splashing contest by the knights. Galahad chased after Cal with a tub and sprayed water with a ladle. Cal dodges the water with a graceful grace.

"What are you doing?

"What the hell are you doing?　You've got us in an uproar!　Don't suddenly go full throttle!　The old man is avoiding !"

It was my fault!

"And the party over there is still in love. Let's just get this ugliness over here sorted out before we come to our senses."

"In case you're wondering, Master Lancelot defended himself."

It really was just in case, you know. I didn't feel you were going to prevent it from the beginning.

By the way, Vern, you're a priest in the highest sense of the word. I can't believe you could stand up to him.

"It's hard to be effective when you're hostile, but you know what I mean. ......"

No way, Priest-in-Chief Byrne is highly rated!

"Oh, shit!　Don't play defense here, old man!"

"Homura, don't just stand there, help me!"

Galahad swinging a ladle and Eagle walking right and left with a tub. It's a pleasant sight, but we can't just sit and watch.

"Cal, you want some water?"

"Yes, thank you."

I offer him a glass of -- the words are terrible, but it is drinkable and rather tasty -- and he takes it happily and drinks it down.

"Am I supposed to be happy that this was so easily solved, or this?"

"Let's leave it at that for now, shall we put Galahad in the water too?"

Eagle smiles at Galahad, who sighs.

"What?"

You sprayed me first, but you're avoiding the water too, aren't you?　Unconscious?"

Camilla, soaked to the skin, holds a ladle to Galahad, who is sizzling backward. The clothes had always been revealing her curves, but now they are sticking to her body, making her look even more s*xy. It looks like a lot of things are transparent.

"[Tilting], as scary as it is hilarious: ......"

Cloak appraisal results [I have a feeling that both are someone else's fault].

Hand armor appraisal results [...... mmm]

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