199 Looks like the recapture is over.

In the end, the battle between black and silver armor was settled without much time after that.

While in equilibrium, it was a battle between the two glued together, but the black armor that seemed to have suffered unhealing deep damage as a result of Lotus Yaya's slashing gradually became incapable of responding to Kurtz's rolling attacks, causing the situation to tilt at once as if the wall would lead from a slight crack to an overall collapse.

The tilted situation could no longer be rebuilt, the chains were unilaterally cut and slapped down, and the attack that reached the armor body caused its armor to accumulate damage and push it to destruction.

The crushed armor is chewed up by the serpents and reused as a force, causing an even higher rate of collapse.

Thus, when Lotus Ya slowly moved the scaffolding that was sitting on her back closer to the Kurtz, the black armor became a wreck, and the black chains that were packed in its interior were only a thousand pieces of broken pieces everywhere, and the two wrecks were surrounded only by the likes of black Moya.

"Good day. That's amazing, Kurtz."

As Kurtz opened the chest part of his armor and glanced from it, he looked up at Lotus Ya, who was floating in the universe like a fluff, with a year-worthy smile on his face.

"Thanks to the Count for making me weak -!

"Thanks to Kurtz for carrying that, too. Good luck, Kurtz."

Lotus Ya strokes Lotus's head as he lowers the height of the scaffold and faces out of his armor, Kurtz happily narrows his eyes.

Kurtz decided the battle was over, or once Black Moya accumulated on both shoulders of silver armor, he began to clap and applaud as two Beastly Witches showed up from the inside and sat right on that shoulder.

"Master Kurtz, it's amazing."

"Good luck, Master Kurtz -"

Praised by two people, Tsubaki and Button, Lotus Yaya watches Kurtz blush and illuminate in a somewhat hospitable atmosphere.

The countless needles that were protruding from the ground around it slowly unravel into their original flat ground, losing their shape.

Lianya herself had not done anything yet, so Lianya thought that perhaps around Emil had carried out the curse.

Waiting for the needle to disappear completely, until then a backpacking unit of the Dragon Nation's army, who had hesitated to get in the way of the needle, starts rescuing a friend soldier who is still breathing as he shouts out loudly.

It seemed that a significant number of people had been sucked up and killed until they became dust, but in addition to the high local power of the original dragon people themselves, the number of soldiers who did not go to the level of loss of life because of too many people who had fitted into the trap also seemed to have risen to that number, and only total annihilation was avoided.

Still, the depletion forced by the soldiers in the trap was not at a half-life level, and the soldiers being helped were uniformly unconscious and the body had no power.

Lianya exhales softly, saying that even if there is still breath now in that condition, those who will eventually die will come out.

"So, Count, what do we do with this?

If they die, they will all become Buddhas, so Kurtz's voice pulls back Lianya's consciousness when she begins to wonder if she should even give them one of the Buddha's memories.

If you look at Kurtz when he says it, Lianya notices that Kurtz is looking at himself by pointing to the remains of armor that he still does black as well.

"What's that?

"Something about this. It's not delicious, and when I touch it, it feels like it's dragging me in."

With the toe of his armored foot, Kurtz points to it with a really nasty look on his face as he pokes it a little bit.

You can't even get very close with him sitting on the scaffold floating around, and Lianya changed his expression to a strange feeling after dropping just a little altitude and approaching it, where Kurtz is kicking him with his leg, using the sorcery of < Operation > again with a parallel activation of sorcery.

The likeness of a hand created by sorcery disappeared as soon as it touched the wreckage.

Moreover, only the feeling of magic being sucked away even though the magic effect itself disappeared persisted, and Lianya slightly raised the altitude of the scaffold and left its wreckage when she interrupted the magic she was hastily exercising.

"Count? What's the matter with you?

"What is this? Sucking in the magic...?

At first Lianya anticipated that it would inhale the magic around her and recover again and return to the form of armor.

But if you keep observing for a while, thanks. That's really a little bit, but it looks like you're trying to disappear by reducing its size.

It seemed like it was about to disappear, but it didn't seem to be able to disappear successfully if it was caught or obstructed, and it seemed to be getting smaller and smaller at a slower pace.

"What the hell is this? Do you understand, Count?

"I don't know... but it doesn't feel right."

It's not a reason, it's a feeling, and Lianya, who answered so, lifts the knife she had in her hand.

Standing in front of his face, Lianya slowly began to pass magic to the sword.

Imagine something like a thin, complex circuit inside a knife, just like when strengthening your body, and pour magic into it.

In the case of the body, the cells are imagined and reinforced with images that provide magic to each and every one of them, this time replacing the metal molecules that are supposed to make up the knife.

No matter, there's really no way we can supply all the molecules with magic.

No matter how pronounced Lianya's abilities are, there is no way that an act that goes so far out of common sense can be carried out, and that is only an image story.

As an image, there is no way to say that metal is an invisibly small collection of elements in this world, and using such an image to deal with magic is about Lianya.

Sorcery based on images no one would use naturally became the kind of sorcery no one had ever used.

"Count... what? It's kind of scary, isn't it?

Ahead of Kurtz's gaze I asked with a slightly trembling voice.

The blade of the knife, which Lianya holds without letting it be slight, begins to emit something like a small black discharge phenomenon from all over its body, and the landscape around it distorts as if it were a pneumonia.

Lianya does not answer.

Just stand still and stare at the sword you have.

In an unusual atmosphere, as Kurtz leaned back a few steps feeling like he had said by accident, Lotus Yaya's body, who was sitting on a transparent scaffold with the sound of something bursting, loses support and falls.

Kurtz, who understood that, for some reason, the scaffolding Lotus Ya held in sorcery had collapsed, was just staring at Lotus Ya landing fluttery on the ground without losing his posture.

The two witches of the Beast clan, who had put them on both shoulders of the armor, are also frightened by the puzzling atmosphere of Lianya. They shrink and cling to the part of the helmet and shoulder of the armor.

Regardless of the surrounding reaction, Lianya turns the knife she held in her right hand into both hands.

The structure slowly changes from the front eye to the octaphasic phase while pulling the right foot, from where it slightly bends the left knee and slightly lowers the left shoulder.

From Lianya's standing blade, which once stopped moving perfectly in that state, the lightning, which was supposed to fall from the sky, has changed its color to pitch-black and emitted a blast towards the sky.

Yang-flame-like sway covered Lian Yan's entire body, and the ground began to vibrate as strong as soldiers who were carrying out rescue operations for the wounded soldiers away from Lian Yan.

In the density of its enchantment, Kurtz rushes the two witches on his shoulders into the black Moya again, closing the part where he had opened himself back into his armor, trying to get as far away from it as possible.

Given the amount of magic in the knife, I realized that any action taken would cause a great deal of damage to my goals and surroundings.

But Kurtz's behavior was lost somewhat slowly.

Kicking the earth is the left leg I put forward.

Lotus Yaya, who treaded heavily with her right foot pulled behind her, distorted the atmosphere and poked a knife wrapped in lightning that poked heaven, along with the voice of the temper of tearing, with the wreckage of black armor.

Moments later, Kurtz closed his eyes and gave up on the whole thing.

It is a thrust that released all that magic converging on a knife.

The tip of the poke is the damage caused by a tremendous amount of power, which will no longer be seen, and I'm not the one who figured out how far I can be flown just in the aftermath, even if I'm right around the corner and I don't have defensive defenses.

Even with the worst possible outcome, only the two witches who protected themselves inside were Kurtz, who managed to consolidate his grievous determination to protect them, but softly opened his eyes, which he had been closing after realizing that the expected shock would never come.

The armor in which Kurtz holds his body is very large compared to Kurtz's stature.

The contents of the helmet, which was supposed to put its head in for this purpose, were filled with Kurtz manipulated black moya, and Kurtz's own head was around the middle of the torso armor, so I didn't know what was going on outside as long as I opened my eyes.

So Kurtz peeks outside through the gap in his helmet when he tunes his vision to his manipulative black moya, as usual.

The sight that Kurtz had anticipated there had not spread.

As I saw before closing my eyes, there are dragon soldiers staring at this one as if something terrible had happened without knowing what the hell had happened in the distance.

Lianya left her thrust untouched, not moving, but after a while she pulled the knife back and returned her posture to nature, shaking sharply to pay for something to say that she was not stuck to anything on her torso before delivering the knife to the sheath of her hips.

Kurtz turns off his visual tune in a great hurry, opens his torso armor again and shows his face, looking around with tremendous momentum.

It was an action from the idea that all that magical blow had been unleashed and that there was no way anything had happened, but from what I saw, the sights around it had hardly changed from before Kurtz rushed to dive into the armor.

The only part of Kurtz that had been looking around for a while that was different before and after Lotus Yaya's blow was to say that the remains of the black armor that Kurtz had left to eat and the black moya that was drifting around it were disappearing clean and refreshing.

Looking at it, Kurtz understands that that blow by Lianya was only unleashed to erase the remains of the black armor.

But even if I try to understand it, there's no way I can tell why Lianya's blow didn't cause any aftermath damage around me.

The fact that he said it did not cause extra damage is a delight, but it is also an unthinkable reality and Kurtz turned his gaze to Lianya, keeping his head confused.

"No, even if they look at me like that..."

"'Cause, Count... it's weird how the Count attacked you, but only that disgusting wreck disappeared, absolutely!

"What do you want to say, what?

"If it were always, the earth ahead of me poking it would be scraping away, it would even involve the army of the Dragon Nation firmly and wiping it out, it would make a big hole in the city walls and destroy the building beyond it softly... Oh, it hurts, Count, it really hurts, I'm sorry, I'll reflect"

Kurtz, who was forcefully theorizing with his torso protruding out of his armor, immediately enters apology mode after being eagled in the head from the front by Lianya, who approached him silently.

Lianya silently began to tighten that kurtz's head up crisply.

"Countess!? Earl!? Countess!?

"Hey Kurtz... it sounds like every time I always do something I'm breaking something irrelevant indiscriminately, you know?

"Is that it? Were you unconscious, Count? Oh, it's a lie, I'm sorry, Countess!?

Lianya turns her mind to the phenomenon that has now occurred as she tightens her screaming Kurtz head with one right hand.

In fact, I was hoping that if Kurtz didn't point it out and Lotus Yashi released the current blow without adding or subtracting it, there might be quite a bit of damage to its surroundings and the other side, not just the remains of the black armor that is the target of the attack.

The reason I still didn't stop the attack was because I thought I shouldn't let that wreck disappear like that, not from reason but from feeling.

It was an action that came not from reason but from intuition, so the criticism that would come later was also meant to be spoiled.

But as if to betray such Lotus Ya's thoughts, Lotus Ya's unleashed blow had little or no effect on his surroundings and only erased the remains of black armor.

Kurtz seemed to think that was because Lotus Ya added or subtracted the attack and not the usual Lotus Ya, but the facts are slightly different.

As usual, Lianya was releasing an attack with little addition or subtraction.

Then the result should have been the same as usual, but Lianya sees a reason why it didn't.

That's to say that wreckage has absorbed all the power of Lianya's unleashed blow as if inhaling it.

After all, the regeneration from here was Lianyi, who learned to rush during the moment, but the wreckage crumbled and disappeared without sound, either unable to withstand its power when it absorbed Lianyi's attack.

Lianya twists her neck wondering what the hell that was.

Again, Lianya was going to absorb the magic and regenerate it just as she thought, but it is also believed that she destroyed herself because she was struck with more magic than the allowable amount, but the wreckage has already disappeared clean and refreshing so that it can be properly investigated.

I wonder if it should have been properly examined and then erased, but Lianya denied her own idea.

The atmosphere felt from the wreckage was a substitution that I don't care what you think, and Lianya intuited that it should be erased from the scene as soon as possible.

If asked whether he believed in reason or intuition, Lianya was the type of person who believed in intuition in one way or another.

That's why I don't think the blow is wrong now.

"Count. Master Kurtz's face turns bright blue!

"Count. Master Kurtz has a cramp!

Coming back to reality from his thoughts with a weak force grabbing his right wrist, Lianya panicked to see Kurtz peeling his white eyes as he was tightening his head and the sight of Tsubaki and Button appearing from that left and right with their hands on Lianya's wrist in a rather desperate shape, taking his hands off Kurtz's head.

They got too much force to stick around in the middle of thinking.

Lianya felt somewhat uneven as she watched the two witches desperately begin to intervene with Kurtz, whose consciousness does not return with her white eyes peeled, and Kurtz sometimes went down with damage, so that her concerns about these erased debris could not be addressed and shelved.