Chapter 412

Episode 412. A rosy future (2)

Ceric Rose congratulates you.

“William’s salt-brother. You were not lacking as my first opponent. Could you also be called a lord who is praised by the flames?”

Banshee struggled.

Even against Ceric Rose, who completely dominated Antonium, he was not pushed back.

However, it was not the superiority of attributes that made the difference between winning and losing.

A rose flower on a thorny vine.

At some point, pollen was pouring out of the flower. The pollen aimed at Banshee’s loophole while focusing on the battle with Seric Rose and penetrated Banshee’s body through his breath.

And made Banshee drenched in rosy color.

“...!”

In the rosy dream, what Banshee witnessed was her deceased mother.

“How was your day, Banshee?”

Your cheeks weren’t puffy.

There are no blue bruises on the neck or hands.

The whole mother was sitting at the table.

Her father was by her side.

“You have suffered.”

It is not a pupil like a glowing flame.

He was a father who looked at him with affectionate eyes.

Banshi realized at once that something was wrong.

‘...This is not reality.’

I have to get out of bed right now and get up.

We have to finish the match that has not yet been concluded.

However, there was a small hand holding the hem of Banshee’s clothes.

“Where are you going, brother?”

Let’s turn our heads.

“...!”

Little Nash was looking up at him with weeping eyes.

Banshee recalled a forgotten emotion.

To live.

Because I can’t stand it any longer.

The time when I headed for the Mage Tower in the past.

He left his family with the justification of ending the evil of his family.

Leaving Nash alone, who only believed in himself and followed him.

‘Nash...’

There wasn’t a single day that I wasn’t concerned about my younger brother.

I didn’t know what kind of humiliation Nash was going through in his family.

He also sincerely regretted his choice.

But maybe...

‘Am I back?’

To the past that can rectify that regret?

Damn, my head was completely confused.

But wouldn’t that be good?

“Then let’s go.”

Banshi thought.

Even if this is false happiness.

To the point where I don’t want to wake up right now.

Because I felt the warmth.

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“Tongue brother!! Benshi-nii!!”

At that point, Banshee became a whole rose flower.

A scare that went out in an instant.

The thorny vines begin to wriggle again.

“this.”

after Nash.

Matisse and Bellier also noticed the seriousness of the situation.

He is the chief of the Magic Tower.

Pollen fluttering in the air had been wary of it before.

Bellier bit his lip while examining the fallen Leonie.

‘It’s a status ailment I’ve never seen before.’

It was a Velier that could be called the pinnacle of healing magic on the current Arcana continent. However, Bellier couldn’t even guess what kind of condition Leonie suffered from inhaling the pollen and collapsed.

[Abnormal status ‘Eternal sleep’ occurs.]

“Miss Leonie...”

Even [Fear], a higher level healing magic that makes you forget [Blessing of Reversal], did not appear effective. Bellier put Leonie down lightly and came to a conclusion.

‘Senior Benshi can’t believe this pollen...?’

Under normal circumstances, they would have picked up pollen.

However, Banshee focused all his energy on dealing with Seric Rose in front of him. He was unaware that the wind was enveloping him in pollen.

Even without knowing the details, Bellier made a decision.

‘We have to settle here.’

A state in which everyone except himself fainted from pollen.

Even so, if it was the Banshi senior who had awakened as the Flame Emperor.

It must have done a lot of damage to the opponent.

“I believe in you, Mr. Banshi.”

Bellier immediately manifested a portal.

“I will apply right away.”

Matisse made the same decision as her and manifested a portal.

I met Bellier.

Before long, I saw a man kneeling on the dirt floor.

“Brother...”

It was Nash.

Skills comparable to that of an experienced wizard.

Why did the people of the empire fall into a deep sleep?

I realized that I had collapsed with a comfortable expression.

They were dreaming a happy dream that never ends.

Everyone who has turned into a bunch of roses.

For a moment, Nash’s pupils shook.

‘Then, Banshee-nim too...’

Is he enjoying the happiness he hadn’t enjoyed in his dreams?

If so, do I have the right to wake up my brother from his sweet sleep?

I dare to call my older brother who has been through trials both in his family and in the Mage Tower...

“Nash William, the wizard of the Imperial Palace.”

Nash hesitated at Matisse’s call.

“...Yes, I am listening.”

“How is your magic power remaining?”

“Unfortunately, there are very few left.”

“Is it possible to manifest a teleport?”

“If it’s about one person in a short distance...”

“Then please.”

Top Black Magic.

Matisse, who finished the interference of the dark war, looked at Seric Rose.

Even by borrowing the power of Nash who is not perfect.

Even if it means saving the mana that would be wasted on teleportation.

I had to hit it at once.

I had to pour it into his brain.

“Don’t be shaken.”

Matisse added.

“There is no such thing as eternal happiness, Nash William.”

Because he seemed to have a really dangerous idea.

Soon, Matisse’s body was wrapped in Nash’s magical power.

Teleport Manifestation.

Skip.

wink.

Matisse, who had teleported behind Seric Rose, raised his hand.

He aimed at the back of Ceric Rose’s head and developed a dark war.

pod.

Appropriate magic power that covered Ceric Rose as if spitting out ink.

As I said, the target had to be deprived of everything.

Seric Rose calmly opened her mouth.

“Didn’t I tell you, gloomy wizard? I can give you eternal happiness. Therefore, even if it is a suitable magical power with a certain cruel past and background, it is meaningless in front of me.”

Black magic manifested with appropriate magical power cannot be defended with normal magic. If it heals, you may not be able to fully counter it. But if what Ceric Rose said is true.

‘Did you offset it with something called eternal happiness...?’

as if to prove it.

“...!”

Matisse’s ring, which had been dyed black, began to gradually lose its luster.

It was an observation-type magic tool that could grasp the appropriate magic power of the area.

Seric Rose spreads her arms and opens her mouth.

“Look. It’s not some kind of trick.”

Matisse’s gaze toward the rose blossom.

“Look. Isn’t everyone dreaming of happiness?”

Matisse could not respond.

those covered in petals.

Does it mean that they truly do not have lingering feelings and regrets?

Not a single point of suitable magic power could be detected in the flower.

‘...how?’

Lord of the Eternal Roses.

“I just want people to be happy. They say it’s a dream What is wrong? What do you want from the poor people of the miserable continent?”

Mathis and Bellier, with Ceric Rose out of focus.

“Even if it’s a dream.”

Then he asked at the crooked Nash.

“What is wrong with my mercy, wizards?

*

“Even if it is wrong, it is very wrong.”

yes that’s how it happened

Having been informed of the general situation, I muttered.

even more seriously.

“In my flower garden.”

made an evaluation

“Because it is full of flowers that cannot be exchanged for roses.”

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The flame son of the William family.

The rose blossom that held Banshee flinched.

exactly.

started burning in flames.

The rose petals that covered her.

Burning without a trace.

“The flame emperor.”

With fire, flowers bloomed.

“Isn’t it the heat that suits that name?”

It is incomparable to anything other than a rose.

“It’s not like lukewarm warmth.”

intensely too.

Hwareuk-!