And, unfortunately, such serious destruction of the body cannot be healed with the help of recovery booths. After all, the physical strengthening of the body with the help of " Enhanced Recovery " has a permanent effect. This process does not obey her will in any way. Whatever methods of treatment are now applied to her, the body will never stop self-destructing. Now .. nothing will help her. And Iris was well aware of this. She understood that all her actions in this battle were a one-way ticket. Still, she continued to use Enhanced Recovery . . despite the fact that only death awaited her. Iris knew the inevitable consequences. "Shiver…" Suddenly to herself, Iris noticed that her body was trembling. Is it fear? Fear of dying despite betraying her friends and the person who raised her? The thought struck her as so disgusting that Iris brushed it off instantly. There must be some other reason .. The source of the tremors must lie elsewhere. Her body is dead. All physical strength left her body after that injury. Then .. why am I shivering? "…and…" Her question needed no answer. After all, it was not Iris herself who was trembling, but the one who held her all this time. - ...
A tremor, not entirely clear to her, was transmitted to her body through the flesh. Without a doubt, the man who struck her to death could not help crying. “… Exactly. Ikki is not the kind of person who enjoys the death of people " Especially when a man was dying, killed by his own hands. He never craved battles where you have to cross weapons with a friend. How much pain and anguish did he experience from his act? ".. Such thoughts .. such a will .. I have never met people like him .. " He never allowed insults or bullying on his part. He has always been a real knight who, for the sake of his chosen path, continued to fight. And .. even now. He struggles to hide the expression of bitterness. He spoke his words of victory with dignity to the enemy. After all, he understood that he could not disrespect the person whose path he had just interrupted with his sword. He must be making a titanic effort. "Still .. not allowed" Not. I cannot afford to let this amazing boy waste his kindness on me. Before I leave, I must ease his agony. He shouldn't feel guilty towards me. This is not acceptable at all. Fighting death, Iris scraped out the particles of her power from the dead body and took a deep breath. “… Ikki… kun. I have to tell him this.
- Please ... forget about me ... Those hoarse sounds that came out of her throat can hardly be called a voice. But luckily, Iris was lying on Ikki's chest, so her words reached him. You don't have to carry this burden. Just forget about everything. Forget Iris as a bad dream. "Never," Ikki refused and put his hand on Iris's head. “People like you will no doubt be criticized .. History will brand you as a villain. But for me you will remain an incredibly kind woman who, in order to save her family, turned the whole world into her enemies. My sword will forever remember the moment when I defeated such an incredible knight. This is my path of a knight, and I will follow it to the end. As Ikki spoke, he did not stop hugging Iris tenderly. - ... Unfortunately, all of his words .. did not reach Iris. Her hearing is impaired, and the light in her eyes has faded. She saw nothing and heard nothing. But the warmth that penetrated her cold body made it clear to Iris that this person would never forget her. This feeling . . could not but be pleasant for her. - Thank… The words of gratitude by themselves came out of her mouth with the last air. All she wanted to say was said. She has nothing more to add. - ...
With the last words, Iris turned her consciousness to her body. "…I'm so tired…" The last vitality is used up. I didn't even have the strength to breathe, my eyes closed. I see . . so this is what death is. I'll go to sleep and never wake up again. All my bitterness .. my fears . . have gone somewhere. Only a feeling of comfort seized my body. The feeling that I am about to be able to finally rest. Come to think of it . . I've never felt so peaceful since that tragedy. Whenever I closed my eyes, the bloody scene in the church where I kill my parents and friends would pop up in my head. All my life, I, Iris Ascaris, have lived with the aim of killing my brother and avenging his every atrocity as if it were my own sin. It was only at the end that I realized my true feelings. I remembered that promise when I held that little hand in my hand. But I couldn't keep those words .. even though I tried. I used all my strength .. all of myself .. But, "Sorry .. I did my best .. but I lost .. " Black Knight Iris-Gole Ascaris fully embraced her ending. With a calm expression on her face, she fell asleep in eternal sleep under the first rays of the sun
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- Oh my God!!!! A decisive moment has just happened before our very eyes! It ... it was definitely Oikage! The same Mediocre Knight technique with which he won the Seven Stars Sword Art Festival !! When the Mediocre Knight and the Black Knight rushed towards each other, "Oikage" destroyed the "Orichalcus" armor! The mediocre Knight Ikki Kurogane defeats the Black Knight who has betrayed the Vermilion team !!!! - shouted the commentator in a voice of complete delight. - The Black Knight doesn't move! The mediocre Knight, with mourning movements, lays her body on the ground. Is the Black Knight dead? I can send a rescue team to the site, but it looks like it's too late. No matter how much medicine develops, it is impossible to resurrect the deceased. But! We must not forget that she has betrayed the League! Don't mourn this stupid idiot who decided to support the Puppet King! There are more important things now. Namely, the victory of the Mediocre Knight! This damn guy was able to beat such a formidable opponent !! Words of gratitude came not only from the commentator. All the inhabitants of Vermilion, who watched the fight Ikki on the live broadcast, could not resist loud applause. - Incredible ...! Ikki-san won! - What a heartbreaking fight .. How did he manage to win? - I hope he didn't overdo it! All the inhabitants of Vermilion were happy that Ikki was able to survive. Only Sirius, speechless from what he had just seen, could not join the general fun. "…This guy…" The King of Vermilion was a real warrior, so in this battle he saw much more than ordinary people. The broadcast clearly showed how they clashed in the last decisive battle and Ikki stabbed Iris deeply in the stomach.
But Sirius understood that such an outcome should not have happened. The Black Knight led on all fronts and would have won if she continued to pursue Ikki. There is no room for haste in war, she could not risk for victory. However, Iris abandoned the previous tactics and this was in Ikki's hands. Iris' impatience reached its peak and in order to help Or-Goul, she decided on a dangerous act. Ikki from the very beginning of the battle understood that he had very little chance of winning. To deal with the enemy, he had only one way. Iris pecked at the result of the battle in front of everyone. Surely when he sent Stella to chase Ohr-Goul, that was also part of his plan. From the very beginning of the battle, the Black Knight fought at the dictation of Ikki. "Did he foresee everything in advance .. ?" Based on sound logic, the Black Knight should have won this battle. But the result is the opposite. The whole battle from the very beginning to the end went under the dictation of Ikki. The enemy acted as he expected. And the outcome of the battle came out the way Ikki had planned. There was no danger. Ikki calculated everything and beat the fourth most powerful knight in the world. This is not a lie or a trick. People understood this perfectly. Knights of the League watching his fight from a distance. Influential people who watched the replay of his battle a little later. They all changed their minds about him. Previously, Ikki was a promising rookie who took out the Crimson Princess at the Seven Stars Sword Art Festival . But after defeating the Black Knight, he was officially recognized as a knight representing the League .
Prior to this war, several nicknames had already been assigned to Ikki. Mediocre Knight, Uncrowned King of Sword, King of Swords of Seven Stars. With some nicknames, he went through most of his life. And now, to these three, one more has been added - the Sword God Ikki Kurogane. ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ The commentator and all the inhabitants of Vermilion were overjoyed at Ikki's victory, but the latter did not share their feelings. Ikki wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief and looked at Iris. Her face was so ... peaceful. - Thanks, yes? Iris's last words from her lips were gratitude. …But why? Why did you thank me? After all, I am the one who killed you and thwarted your attempt to help a dear person. However, he will never receive an answer to his question. Of course, one can assume, but all speculation will be far from the truth. It is necessary to accept that the person from whom he could ask the answer has left this world .. forever. - ~~~~~~~~~~ !!!! All people die. But the feeling that arises when you intentionally deprive someone of life ... It is like magma burning inside the body.
His path as a knight, which he followed all his life, has left a deep rift. Overwhelmed with pain, Ikki most wanted to scream. He was convinced that if he tried to throw out all these feelings, he would feel better. But, … It's not time yet. The war is still going on. Although Ikki had used up all his reserves of magic and stamina, he was ready to fight on. He had no doubt about Stella's victory over Or Ghaul. But something can always go wrong, and he will be forced to continue the struggle. - ... Leaning on the Intetsu , Ikki got to his feet. " Itto Rasetsu " is a technique that expends all the physical and magical powers of the body at once. However, the exhaustion of the body caused by the recoil of the technique is small compared to when he fought at the Seven Stars Sword Art festival or against the Raikiri. This result has been achieved thanks to Edelweiss training. Ikki had greatly improved his control over his magic and was now able to use his noble arts more effectively. Previously, he thoughtlessly released energy with his whole body and as a result, she severely wounded him. Now he could concentrate energy pointwise in his body and pour most of it into his katana. His body is still capable of movement if physical strength returns. And for Ikki, as a person whose control over the body is perfect, there is no problem to regain physical strength.
Having scattered his consciousness in the flow of blood, he walked with it every part of his body. This examination of the body was clear-cut. He intentionally activated a physiological process called autophagy [1] . [1] Autophagy is the ability of a cell to absorb its own constituents. It is a natural defense mechanism that allows small particles to adapt to new conditions of existence. For example, autophagy is triggered when a cell lacks nutrients. Initially, this process is used by the body to urgently restore energy by decomposing its own body. But Ikki deliberately activated this process to restore physical strength, sacrificing the maximum power of physical characteristics. Five minutes. It took so long for Ikki to develop physical strength in order to be able to fight again. Even if in this way he is not able to restore the reserves of magic, but this way Ikki at least will be able to move. Turning his head, Ikki looked back at the lying Iris. -… I will not ask for forgiveness. Like your little brother, I also have people I want to protect. Immediately after these words, Ikki closed his eyes to increase concentration and speed up the process. He needs to get ready for the next fight as quickly as possible. Chapter 23: Wrath of Vermilion - Death of the Black Knight is officially confirmed by the rescue squad! It seems in this fight, due to the "Enhanced Restoration", her body was strengthened so much that it self-destroyed itself. Do you understand the last fight !? Personally, no! After the Black Knight dies, the Mediocre Knight kneels beside her body and closes his eyes! Is he going to pray for the Black
Knight's soul? I’m sure not! This guy is much cooler and stronger than he looks! Surely he did not succumb to feelings, but simply restores strength for the next fight .. Exactly! This battle was won by Vermilion's team, but the war is not over yet! The last member of Kledland's crew, the Puppet King Or Goul is still alive! However, we don't need to worry! I watch the fight between Or Ghaul and the Crimson Princess on cameras in the administrative district. The Crimson Princess took over the edge from the start! She does not stop hunting for Or Ghaul! It's just a matter of time before she catches him and kills him! "Ikki ..." The commentator's voice echoed across the sky over Lucerne. Thanks to him, Stella and Or-Goul learned about the result of the battle between Ikki and Iris. Despite the fact that a member of her team won the fight, Stella's heart sank in pain at Ikki's decision to kill her opponent. - God, nee-san, what have you done! Because of you, the situation has become even more complicated ...! You were the 4th strongest in the world, how could you lose! - Or-Goul sighed heavily and began to accuse Iris of being useless. This man's selfish behavior knew no bounds. - Yes. You have lost your last protector. Nobody else will come to your aid, ”Stella said. Make the leap to the Ohr-Goul, she lifted her high above his head " Levateyn ". Or Goul will no longer be able to escape. After all, a huge wall of fire, more than a hundred meters high, appeared behind his back. Although, not only behind the back. The wall of fire, surrounding Stella and Or-Goul from all sides, took the form of a circle with a diameter of thirty meters.
Or Goul could no longer escape. In addition, with the previous technique, Stella cut off all the skyscrapers of the administrative district, so Or-Goul will not be able to escape by air either. - Everything is over!! As the commentator pointed out, it's a matter of time before she catches and kills him. Developing even more speed with her fiery wings, Stella swung her sword. Or-Goul is in a fiery trap, there is no way for him to escape. However, “A-ha-ha,” an unpleasant laugh escaped Or-Goul's lips. His expression didn't sound like he was about to give up. - Oh, Stella-chan. You are such a fool. Are you well aware of the current situation and do you seriously believe that I will continue to fight by the rules? -…! Stella tried to hit " Levateynom " Or-Goul, but could not hide his embarrassment. After all, right immediately before her attack, four children jumped out from under the rubble, and, spreading their small hands wide, tried to close OrGoul with their bodies. It was not only their sudden appearance that frightened me, but also the expression on their faces. All the children smiled with a wide smile, as if glued on. - Ah, haa !!!! Stella was forced to swing her sword aside. Such a sharp maneuver threw Stella out of balance, and she collapsed to the ground. The sword, whose trajectory had changed, plunged into the ground with all its might. The viscous surface of the asphalt road could not absorb the impact of such force
and cracked. Cracks rushed to the neighboring building, located on the border with the wall of fire, and brought it down. The destruction caused a huge column of dust. And when the dust veil cleared a little .. many figures of people appeared on the site of the destroyed building. There were more than a hundred of them, and all of them, like children, had a wide smile on their faces. Without a doubt, all of these people were residents of Cledland who had been turned into puppets by Or Goul. - Oh, how not good it turned out. Looks like your attack blew a hole in the underground vault. - Oh you! Puppet King, what are you doing! The commentator shouted as he saw a multitude of inhabitants appear on the battlefield. According to League rules , this shouldn't have happened. It was, that neither is, an emergency. On the other hand, Or-Goul shrugged his shoulders at such a loud cry. - All complaints, please, to Stella-chan. This one here, without hesitation, destroys everything that is horrible. Her attack destroyed the underground shelter, where civilians were evacuated. It's not my fault. - You bastard! Don't be an idiot! All civilians in Cledland were to be evacuated to the suburban areas. They must not remain on the battlefield! This is a serious violation of the rules .. - Enough. I'm fed up with you. Hearing all the commentator’s words addressed to him, Or-Goul raised his eyebrows and waved his right hand, as if warding off the annoying mosquitoes. Immediately
after his sweep, a flash of light ran across the night sky and the commentator's helicopter was cut in two. - This is .. AAAAAAAA !!!! Amid loud screams from the commentator, the helicopter crashed to the ground and exploded outside the wall of fire. “I’m not interested in rules anymore. After all, I agreed to play on them only because Lunaise-chan's offer seemed interesting to me. I'm a terrorist! When I lose, there is no reason for me to fight by the rules. So what, Stella-chan? What are you going to do? If you don't remove the wall of fire, the people of Kledland will burn alive in it! Immediately after Or-Goul's words, civilians began to rise from the destroyed shelter and walk towards the wall of fire, never ceasing to smile broadly at Stella. If she doesn't cancel her technique, they will indeed burn alive in the wall of fire. - ... Whether Stella wants it or not, she is forced to lift the barrier. As soon as the fiery wall dissipated, more than a thousand people came from the other side. All these people left the underground shelter and came here. They could not control themselves, because Or-Goul manipulated them with his favorite technique " Puppet Theater ". He brought in even more people on purpose to make sure to stop Stella's attack. - I thought so! Stella-chan, you are so kind! Come on, dolls! Hold Stellachan and buy me enough time to escape! Obeying his order, the dolls immediately ran towards Stella. A huge crowd, like a tsunami, rushed towards her. However .. the threat is questionable.
Or-Goul's " Puppet Theater " is capable of enhancing the physical abilities of puppets, but the degree of enhancement is still unknown. With her Dragon power, Stella can deal with a large crowd of people. But she didn't want to maim them. All these people are just victims of the enemy's evil technique. And Stella promised to protect civilians. Man is too fragile in front of her Dragon power . If Stella uses this power, someone is bound to die. Everything is very bad, Stella is forced to cancel even the protective flame that surrounded her body. After all, it can also accidentally cripple them. Stella has no right to any resistance. Frozen in place, she is forced to be consumed by a stormy stream of puppets. - Hey you! Idiots! At the moment when Stella had already accepted this alignment of the situation, a loud indignant voice rang out on the battlefield. - ORAAAAAAAAA !!!! - AND!? The crowd of puppets, threatening to crush Stella under them, was carried away by a powerful burst of a suddenly appeared person. Like a battering ram, he smashed all the people around Stella. A few seconds later, a detachment of people appeared on the battlefield, all of whose members were dressed in a red coat of happiness. Lining up in front of Stella, they did not allow the crowd of puppets to approach her. - And here we are! I'm tired of sitting still and doing nothing! “Otou-san… !? Right. Stella's father Sirius Vermilion, who was supposed to be in the Vermilion Empire, appeared on the battlefield along with the Imperial Guard.
- The most beautiful! - The most charming! - For the beloved Stella! - UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU !!!! Thanks to this strange unit, it became hot on the battlefield. However, not only they came to the rescue. - I'll hold them! " Star Ocean " !! - And I, Milli-chan, will mark all hub dolls! Immobilize only those I shoot! - Yes sir!!!! The troops of Vermilion, among whom were Stella's friends - Tilmitt and Milliaria, arrived on the battlefield and immediately rushed to neutralize the inhabitants of Kledland. Tilmitt's ability made it possible to turn any road into a swamp, which slowed down the movement of people. And Milliaria, thanks to the slowdown in the flow of people, found a puppet that Or-Goul turned into a hub for controlling a large number of people. After observing for a long time for Ikki, who at the Battle of Kaldia, discovered many such hub dolls, she herself learned to find them. “Imagine for a moment that the battlefield is a surface of water on a rainy day. The commanders will be drops here, and the ripples from them will be the soldiers under their control. " When Milliaria first heard Ikki's explanations, she did not understand. - I will not allow harm to my beloved homeland! But in a crisis, talent blooms much faster. Using her keen eyesight, Milliaria found one hub doll after another and shot paint at them from her spiritual
device - a musket. And then there was little to do. Vermilion's army under the command of Sinad and the League's knights-magicians neutralized the hub dolls. More and more people were freed from the magic of Or-Goul's control. - Stella-sama! Leave them to us! - Stella-sama! Your goal is still Or Goul! Please deal with him and end this stupid war !! All obstacles have been removed. Stella could again continue her battle. Watching all this orgy, Or-Goul remembered how in the past the Black Knight fled from Lucerne with Stella and her comrades. - " Divine Gate " of the Winged Prime Minister . .! Did you ask nee-san to prepare this technique in Kledland .. ! - Tatara taught me a lot. This war is fundamentally different from all the previous ones where I fought .. It is difficult to predict what will become of Kledland while he is in your hands. Therefore, it would be logical to prepare a contingency plan in case of unexpected coincidence of circumstances . The Vermilion Army didn't just follow the broadcast and cheer for Stella. All this time, they regrouped with the remnants of the League's magic knights , waiting for the moment when the situation could change dramatically. And this moment has come. Or Goul did something that was different from the League's " rules of war ." The army immediately took advantage of the efforts of the Black Knight and moved to the battlefield using the Divine Gate technique . - The League is not just a union of nations. Due to its enormous size, it is impossible to respond in time to all hostilities. Moreover, some people have more power over the League . But…! When peaceful people, whom the League is committed to protecting, are in danger , it is outright denial of the League's existence ! It is already impossible not to react to this! You are a terrorist who has committed a serious crime. You shouldn't be surprised at
our sudden intervention. I'll say it again. You little idiot made the situation worse yourself. And now only you, the Puppet King Or Goul, are guilty of your own death! - Oh you…! "Gran .. - I will not let it! -! Stella immediately intervened when Or-Goul tried to finish off all the people with powerful technology. Stella's left hand was still holding the threads of Or-Goul, with which he had previously tried to finish her off. Pulling the threads sharply towards him, Or-Goul's right hand, tied to them, reached forward towards Stella. - Haaaaa! With a wave of the Levatein , Stella cut off his right arm to the forearm.
A grimace of pain immediately distorted the boy's face. Having lost his right hand, Or-Goul is forced to defend against Stella's attacks with only one left hand that has survived. However, this resistance did not last long. Furiously flapping her fiery wings, Stella incinerated his left arm to the elbow. -～～～～! Stella hasn't finished yet. Quickly moving into a stance, she swung the Levatein in a wide circular horizontal sweep . - Oraaaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!! Flash. And Stella's Levatane cut off both of Or-Goul's legs. Or-Goul completely lost all limbs and began to fall to the ground under the influence of gravity. However, he managed to avoid a complete fall, Stella firmly grabbed him by the chest and lifted him up. - I understood! I got it! I give up! I give up! I will never do anything wrong again! Please do not kill me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die !!!! “Okay,” Stella answered shortly to Or-Goul's pleas. - AND!? - This man will decide your fate. He will save your life, if, of course, he believes your delirium !!!! Stella shouted, throwing Or-Goul's body into the sky with all her might. Under the power of the Dragon, Or-Goul flew high into the sky. It was there that he was to realize the meaning of Stella's words just spoken and to see a golden glitter quickly approaching him. This shine ..
- Johan .. ! - " Big Circus " ... !!!! A knight instantly appeared from the " Divine Gate ", riding a large golden war horse. With the speed of an arrow fired, he approached Or Goul. Johan Christoph von Kolbrand, Prince of Kledland, embroiled in a string of assassinations of the Puppet King. Right now, with the support of Lunaise Vermilion, who sat behind him on a warhorse, he yearned for revenge for his murdered friends, family members, and nobles. Or Ghaul, of course, tried to defend himself. Dirty, covered in blood, he tried to resist to the last. "Damn .. I have no arms .. no legs .. !" But it was too late. He has nothing to defend with. And there are no people who could protect him. A selfish person who enjoyed destruction and violence .. the moment of reckoning still came for him. - NO NO NO NO!!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE .. - Or-Goul shrieked. But it's over. His scream did not sound for too long. The spear of the swiftly approaching knight sank into Or-Goul's wide-open mouth and smashed his head into small pieces. ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ Or-Goul's body, whose head had been blown up by a knight in the sky, briefly hovered in the air and immediately flew back to earth. Stella, Johan,
and others on the battlefield watched closely for his fall. Having touched the ground, the body scattered into small pieces of meat throughout the area. Crimson chunks of flesh, a pool of blood. These remains were proof that a human had died in front of their eyes, and not the puppet Reisen Hiraga. This is victory? Did they really kill the devil? The answer to this question was received from the residents of Kledland, who slowly began to move away from Or-Goul's manipulative technique. - Oh .. - Moving, moving .. ! I can move my body myself! - Indeed! Freedom! Yohan-sama saved us all !! The effect of the " Puppet Theater ", which forbade a person's consciousness to control his own body, fell asleep after Or-Goul's death. The residents of Cledland, who had been manipulated for a long time, began to rejoice over the restoration of their own control. Their gaze immediately fell on a mixed army, consisting of the army of Vermilion and the knightsmagicians of the League . - Sirius-sama! Citizens of Vermilion! - Ah ...! So they killed the Puppet King and scattered his technique .. ! - Yes, for sure it was .. ! - HEY !! LISTEN !!!! Suddenly, over the battlefield, there was a loud shout from the commentator, whose helicopter had been shot down by Or-Ghaul. Coughing loudly,
Boomer shouted into the microphone: - This son of a bitch shot down my helicopter .. ! Well, okay! After the Crimson Princess gave Johan Christoph von Kolbrand a powerful slap, he came to his senses and smashed the bastard's head! The Puppet King's body has turned into a pile of minced meat! No rescue team needed, no doubt this bastard is one hundred percent dead! Usually my work comes to an end when one of the participants gives up, but this time the entire opposing team is dead! Well, then it remains to summarize the results for the viewers! The battle between the Crimson Princess and the Puppet King is over. The winner is the Crimson Princess !! The team from Kledland has completely lost its members! Therefore .. The Vermilion Empire is winning this war !!!! - YESAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!! The loud roar of victory echoed over the Lucerne sky. The inhabitants of Vermilion shed tears of happiness that they managed to avoid the death of an entire nation. The residents of Cledland were greatly relieved that the horror was left behind. Watching such a beautiful picture, Stella finally allowed herself to take a breath and relax her shoulders. -… Fuh. - Stella-chan. A golden horse descended from the sky in front of her. - Yohan-nii ... The golden horse, shimmering, turned into golden dust, which was quickly dispersed by the wind. All that is left of him are Johan and Lunaise. Leaning on Lunaise's shoulder, Johan walked over to Stella and bowed.
- Thank you, Stella-chan .. thanks to you, I was able to avenge everyone .. thank you very much .. - Well, in this situation, you were powerless. I had to help you. - Haha, really. I was very sorry…. I could not protect anyone .. My father, my mother, my friends .. my subjects .. - unable to restrain himself, Johan sobbed. In this war he lost the most. The heartache won't go away so easily after revenge. But, “But you managed to protect Luna-ane,” Stella said. You don't need to blame yourself for not being able to protect anyone. - No matter how much you cry or regret, the dead will not come back to life. But ... they always watch over us. They all saw you, Yohan-nii, selflessly get rid of the control of the Puppet King and kill him. Somewhere high above, Luke and others scold you loudly for continuing and continuing to accuse yourself of powerlessness. “… They were incredibly good people. I will always remember their kindness .. and it hurts so much. - I understand. “But now… I am all alone. - Yohan-nii is not alone! - AND? “I was unable to protect all the inhabitants of Vermilion. Even now, after OrGoul's death, my heart is very heavy. But I'm not alone! After all, we all
have people who are ready to support you in difficult times, ”Stella said, looking at Lunaise, who was still supporting Johan. She didn’t answer her look, so Stella looked at Johan again. - …Thank… What did he thank her for? However, it doesn't matter. Stella's words could breathe some life into Johan's eyes. - You will thank me after you settle everything here. The people of Cledland are still confused. I don't think it will be easy for you anytime soon. But still, I believe that you will succeed, Yohan-nii. - I understand .. Lunaise-san promised to help me .. Now we need to go .. - Good luck. Stella watched a couple of them until they were completely lost in the crowd of people. - It's all over ... - Stella said, raising her head up. Perhaps her words were addressed to people who closely watched their battle high in the sky. "Row, row, row forward . . Slowly along the river ~ ♪" "There is no happier us in the world ... At least don't look for it ~ ♪" -…!?!?!? A voice that sounded like a breath of wind came out of nowhere. Stella's entire body trembled sharply with chills, as if all her blood had turned into icy water. Impossible. This voice shouldn't sound.
The owner of this voice died .. everyone saw him die .. - Ah ...! "Row, row, row forward ... Slowly along the river ~ ♪" "But if suddenly there is a crocodile ... Immediately shout ~ ♪" In panic, Stella looked around to take another look at the voice's owner's corpse. Or Goul is dead. As expected. His limbs are cut off Head smashed After a hard landing on the ground, all of his organs are scattered around, He is no doubt dead. But for some reason, his dead body jumped up. "Row, row, row forward . . Slowly along the river ~ ♪" "But if you meet a spider ... you just laugh ~ ♪" His headless body, shattered into pieces and devoid of limbs, rose, and the scattered pieces of meat and debris were forcefully sewn to the dead body with threads. The revived corpse instantly began to wiggle its hands with hostility. - Yohan-niiiiiiiii !!!! - Stella screamed, sensing mortal danger. - AND!? - Stella !?
Close. Rapidly closing the distance, Stella ran towards Johan and Lunaise, towards which the enemy's attack rushed. The silver threads, ripping through the air, met with Stella's " Levatein ", who held out her sword as a shield. - Grargh! Stella felt the blow of a terrible force with Levatein . Despite the fact that they were still fine threads, she felt as if her sword had been struck with a heavy iron hammer. Thanks to the power of the Dragon , Stella managed to stay on her feet. But a blow of such force instantly knocked all the air out of her lungs, and the recoil ran through her entire body in a painful spasm. Now Stella would have to rest and temporarily leave the stage, but this opportunity was not given; new threads are on the way. First, second, third, fourth. Swinging her sword furiously, Stella beat off one thread after another. Their power did not diminish in the least, Stella with the power of the Dragon barely managed to take their blows. Incredible destructive power. If Stella misses at least one .. -…! Imagining terrible pictures in her head, Stella frantically beat off the threads. But, Something she missed and noticed too late. - Heck! Each time Stella beat off another spiritual thread, she, materializing a new one, entangled her body.
Tying tightly to every part of her body, the threads dug painfully into her flesh. Stella tried, as before, to get rid of all the threads, but .. "Why…! Why are they so strong .. ! " To her immense horror, Or-Goul's threads, which Stella had calmly ripped with the Dragon's power earlier, did not give in. "What the heck…!?" - Stella !!!! - shouted Sirius, noticing something was wrong. He and the others on the battlefield immediately ran to her aid. - Back !!!! Don't you dare approach me !!!! - in a voice close to a scream, Stella refused to support. The strength of Or-Goul's tight-fitting threads was much stronger than before. It is too dangerous for other people to approach her. Stella's decision turned out to be correct. The Puppet King Or Goul. A blazer that manipulates the world at will with the help of shadow threads. His real strength was not revealed in battle. However, this does not mean at all that his strength is not worth attention. Do not forget that only he can take control of all residents of any country. Now think about what would happen if a huge number of alleged victims for the collection gathered in one place? What happens if this person turns into a puppet himself and begins to control all this power alone? The answer to this question stood before Stella.
Trump ability of the King of Puppets Or-Goul. The worst and most disgusting technique on earth, which can only be activated after death. All evil intentions that seek to bring pain and destruction spread even after death. All this hate All her incarnation ... will materialize again. The name of this technique is " Games of the Dead " - Well, now it's time for the final. Chapter 24: Tears of a Corpse Or-Goul's remains were slowly rising from the ground. The scattered pieces of meat crawled along the ground and began to gather together in one heap. All of them were sewn together with threads. Those pieces that were not suitable for use were replaced with ordinary boulders and other debris. As a result, Or-Goul completely regained his human form. Even his smashed head regained its former shape. - Stella-chan, this is awful. The sweet little boy shed tears and asked you to save his life. But you killed him anyway, ”Or-Goul began mockingly. - You're a killer, killer! The same as me! A-ha-ha! Even in her worst fantasies, Stella could not imagine that the slain enemy could stand up again. She was unprepared for a sudden counterattack and now fell directly into his trap.
- You…! I'm not that ... You're the first ... - Stella croaked in response to OrGoul's mockery. This man attacked Cledland and brought war to her homeland. How could she keep him alive after all that had been done? - What? Do you want to speculate about which murders are correct and which are not? I always thought that murders were all the same. But you think differently, right? You’re sure that you’ve always acted “ right ” and I did the “ wrong ”. But Stella-chan, mind you. You killed me first. Does this mean that your murder is also " wrong "? A-ha-ha, ”Or-Goul laughed at his just said words. - What are you talking about .. - A-ha-ha. All this time, Or-Goul restrained Stella with threads from his right hand. With a wave of his left hand, he began to stitch together various debris to create a doll. Blue and red buttons. White hair, apparently made from mop threads. This doll looked a lot like him. Slowly moving the doll towards him, Or-Goul opened his mouth again. “You’ll have to wait until I’ve put in all the necessary actors for the puppet show. By the way, it will be called the Blood Cross . This performance will tell you the story of a poor boy who was born in a small village. ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ Fifteen years ago, on the outskirts of France, in one of the villages surrounded on all sides by mountains and forests, a boy was born. His name was Orleus Gole.
His father ran a small restaurant in the village. The institution did not bring much wealth, but thanks to agriculture, their life was quiet and peaceful. A strong father that any villager could rely on. A kind mother with a beautiful voice. A tough older sister who always looks after him. Favorable conditions for a happy childhood. But .. the boy was not happy. Because the things that brought joy to ordinary people did not evoke any feelings in him. The boy felt truly happy only when someone was in pain or suffering. The boy noticed this when he was three years old. It was at this age that he began to mock his friends and make them cry. He was so happy that he became addicted to such pranks. The boy wanted to mock them even more in order to feel even happier. If the adults hadn't stopped him, some of his friends could have died. ... It was after this that the boy harbored a grudge against his kind parents and older sister. After all, his kind parents, wrinkling their angry faces and shouting, whipped him hard, despite all the tears. Even his beloved nee-san, who usually stood up for him, this time did not react to his tears. And not only family. The kind uncle who treated him to candy. Sister Yui, telling many interesting stories .. The boy did not expect that all adults are capable of making such scary faces. . . It was at that moment that the whole world turned upside down for him.
Having learned a hard lesson, the boy realized that the things that made him happy were actually " wrong ." From that day on, the boy locked up all the old sources of " joy " inside himself and began to desperately practice the " right " things that were taught to him by his parents. He closely watched people and tried to do what people wanted from him. The boy perfectly got used to the role of the " right " kind child, whom his parents and all other adults so wanted to see in him. After some time, he became a favorite for every resident in the village. He even managed to make peace with all his old friends and become their only and best friend. The environment around the boy, whom all the inhabitants of the village again fell in love with, again filled with smiles. But within himself the boy felt only severe stress. After all, he remembered his true source of " joy ". In order not to be hated by everyone again, the boy, not sharing the general happiness, continued to smile like a doll. . . Every day without interruption, for several years .. In the end, the boy could not stand it and something broke inside him. At first, he stopped feeling the taste. Then he ceased to perceive colors, everything became monotonous for him. He could no longer sleep at night. A little later, he became aware that due to the severe stress he was experiencing all this time, his brain atrophied by about twenty percent. But he did nothing. The boy knew that if he tried to return the old " joy ", the world would turn upside down again and he would be punished again.
It was at this time that the powers of the blazer were born in the boy. Perhaps it was a gift of fate. The boy acquired the " puppeteer " ability , which allowed him to control the brain of any victim with the help of steel threads, similar to nerves. It was this power that saved the boy. He realized that he would be able to regain his former "joy" again and that no one of their inhabitants would punish him. And even though it was "wrong" , the boy could no longer live the same life. He began to use his abilities for " wrong " purposes. So that no one would suspect something in his village, the boy stretched his threads to the neighboring town. He began to control and mutilate the bodies of residents. He rubbed into the trust of the children and mocked them. Thanks to him, happy families began to collapse. Using threads, the boy read the feelings of each resident. He changed their manner of behavior, deeds, actions. With his power, violence swept the city. Pain, sadness, despair before killing loved ones. All these sweet emotions were transmitted through threads to his atrophied brain. The boy felt himself come to life. He was very, very pleased. For the first time in a long time, he was finally able to truly feel happy. … But those days did not last long. One day, his abilities were spotted by a man investigating the strange chaos that swept the city. ... His " wrong" actions again became apparent. This man personally came for him.
◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ It happened in the evening. It was his birthday that day. The celebration was to be in the church. But since it was he who was the birthday boy, he was not allowed into the church so that he would not see all the holiday preparations in advance. So Orleous decided, as usual, to go to the outskirts of the village and walk along the river bank. Only here he could have fun. After all, soon . . the party will begin on the occasion of his birthday. He will again have to endure and, like a doll, shine with happiness and smile. Therefore, in order to make himself pleasant in advance and come to the holiday truly happy, Orleus decided to play again in that city. He was so " played with dolls " that he noticed late as a stranger in a black cloak went down the river bank and walked straight towards him under the bridge. It was too late to react. Orleus' small body was roughly grabbed by the breasts and lifted up. - W-what !? Orleus panicked as he was roughly pushed against a stone pavement. He lifted his face up and was frightened. After all, the eyes of a man who looked down at him shone with wild animal fire. There was little human in this look. "Who is this man?" “The number of attacks in this region has increased dramatically recently. Public safety has deteriorated dramatically .. I investigated all this chaos and realized that this was the work of someone else's hands, - said the stranger, looking at the pale Orleus.
-…! - Boy. Your power can help the Rebellion destroy this world full of lies. You must come with me, Orleus Gole. “N-no… no… Although he did not understand even half of the stranger's words, Orleus accurately grasped the fact that the stranger knew his " doll games ". It's all very bad. If he tells someone about this in the village, the whole world will again turn upside down for him. He was very scared that someone would find out about his leprosy. It was at this point that he decided to use the puppet's powers to shut this man's mouth. But, - Useless. Our abilities have some similarities. But your ability will never be able to make physical contact with me, Wallenstein. No matter how the boy tried to tie his threads to his nerves and hold him back, his threads only glided over the surface of this person's body. Meanwhile, the man pressed him more and more against the stone support. - The strong rule this world. You have no right to refuse me. If you want to fight me, I will kill you. The man's hand pressed hard on the boy's chest, and he began to choke. Through this violence, Orleus realized that the man was not just threatening him. In the same way as he himself a little earlier mocked children, this man really intended to kill him. “P-please don't kill me… I don’t want to die…”
But there was not the slightest compassion in the man's eyes. The situation was very different from when his parents punished him. I don't want to die, please don't kill me. At all these pitiful requests, the OneArmed Swordsman Wallenstein widened his eyes in surprise. - Hehe, a-ha-ha-ha! Wallenstein burst out laughing. - Boy, do you want to live? -…? Not realizing the meaning of Wallenstein's words, Orleus stammered back. - …I got it. I changed my mind. After these carelessly thrown words, Wallenstein abruptly released the boy, and he crashed to the ground. - Boy. I give you the choice. In a week I will return to this village again. If you remain the only survivor in this village, I will take you to the Rebellion ... But if at least someone survives, I will personally kill everyone! And you too! At the same moment, a huge sword appeared in his empty hand. Waving it lightly - I'll kill everyone. He cut a stone bridge. -! The stone bridge immediately collapsed into the river and raised a pillar of spray. It was at this moment that the boy realized that the man would really kill everyone. Standing in front of me, Wallenstein will definitely fulfill his word.
The boy will not be able to escape from him. The village police could not oppose anything against him. Even a strong nee-san is useless. “I cannot… accept… your choice… Kill everyone or die with everyone. This is far from a choice that young children can handle. But, “A-ha-ha, that's not true,” Wallenstein laughed at Orleus's cry. - You will certainly make the right choice. Before coming into contact with you .. I watched your life for a long time. You were born into a happy and kind family, where everyone loved you. Such distortions in your soul could not have germinated in such an environment. Therefore, only one thing remains .. you were born pure evil. - No .. no .. I'm not bad .. - Do not get me wrong. I do this because I want to save you. - …AND? “Think about it this week and make a choice. Whose hand do you want to die from? Mine or your villagers? I am sure that the correct answer will surely be born in your head ... ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ The one-armed Swordsman Wallenstein disappeared in front of the boy. But he promised that he would be back in a week. Trembling with fear of death, the boy ran away from this place. But where to run? Where to be saved?
Should he warn the adults? Love your family, love your neighbor, love your friends. These " right " things were instilled in him from childhood. There will be a birthday party at the church right now. Everyone loves him, so every resident will come to church. Exactly. It is there that it will be convenient to tell everyone about the impending danger. …But. In addition to adults, there will be children at the party. If he speaks right during the celebration, it can create panic and scare them. There is still a lot of time. This man gave him a whole week. His story should only be heard by adults. The boy was smart enough, so he decided to wait until the party was over, when the adults started cleaning. Children will go home and he can calmly tell everything to adults. His birthday party proceeded as Orleus had thought it would. All the villagers gathered at the church to congratulate him. They gave him gifts, sang songs, laughed. It was like he was the son of the whole village at the same time. - I'm glad you were born. - I am very proud of you. - We are so happy that we have you. All the people surrounding the boy smiled dazzlingly at him. Except for the boy himself .. On that day, even pretending was a burden for him.
His beloved nee-san immediately noticed something was wrong and asked what was happening to him. The boy shook his head negatively and began to assure her that everything was fine with him .. but it was still difficult for him to smile. An endless stream of congratulations pulsed in his head and caused pain. “Think about it this week and make a choice. Whose hand do you want to die from? Mine or the inhabitants of your village? " Right .. the boy finally got it. For the first time in his life, he met a man who was not going to scold his " wrong " actions. On the contrary, he even sympathized with the boy. All this time ... Orleus did not live. The opportunity to live the way he wanted was taken away from him in childhood. All the villagers tried to instill in him things that were considered " right ". But they did not please the boy. People deceived him, pretended to love him. They all took away his real life. It was at this moment that the boy's mind sank into despair. A strong feeling of hatred rose in his heart. I hate my parents, who told me they loved me, but in fact, they were slowly killing me. I hate my nee-san, who said she would always be on my side, but she also killed me. I hate all these people who robbed me of my happiness when they forced me to follow the " right " things.
I hate this whole false world that forbids me to be happy. The boy suddenly laughed. His sister, who had been with him all this time, was the first to notice the ugly smile on his face. - Thank you everybody. I am the happiest person in the world. After all, I am loved by so many people. All your wishes for all the best are dear to me. So I decided. Today I will make the best day of my life! - Without stopping to smile, he said. ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ - Thus, the boy destroyed everyone in the village. For each person, he chose a special, sophisticated method of killing. It all looked like he had finally released all the long-accumulated anger out. This birthday was the happiest in his life. After he killed absolutely everyone, the boy immediately went to the Rebellion ... In the form of a puppet show, Or-Goul completely recreated his birthday. After finishing the show, he immediately asked Stella: - Hey, Stella-chan! You still believe that your actions were not " wrong ", but what's the difference between us? I killed for my own happiness. And you wanted to protect your own happiness, so you used what you thought was “ right ” and killed me without hesitation. I don't see any difference between us, Stella-chan! - Grargh !? Or-Ghoul moved his right hand. His threads, responding to his movements, dug even tighter into Stella's body. The threads tore at her flesh, crushed her bones, pinched her airways. Stella's face instantly turned a deep red. Stella tried desperately to resist the threads that dug hard into her neck. But the enemy entangled her entire body, and she could not reach her neck with
her hands. - Stella! Wait, we'll help you now! - shouted the troops of Vermilion and the knight-magicians of the League . They ran straight to her in unison. But, - Too noisy. - GRARGHXXXXXX !!!! All the help, desperately running to help, fell to the ground. All their bodies were finely chopped to pieces. To those who saw this terrible sight, it might seem that Or-Ghoul cut them with steel threads ... but this is not true. He used the gravitational pull of the Desperate fate . Just like the Edelweiss at the top of the Edelberg. After the " Play of the Dead " ability was activated , Or-Goul's strength changed. He has become much stronger than Stella. Not one simple person could defeat the Desperate . By challenging him, they automatically signed up for their death. If you are unable to take the next step and overcome your destiny, then it is better to remain standing still. An isolated area surrounded him. Glancing at the pile of flesh at his feet, OrGoul sighed in displeasure and opened his mouth. - Right. In our world, too few people can control their own lives. Society itself decides that the " right " and what is " no ." It bases its behavior on ethics and laws and prevents people from living fully. But I opened my eyes. All these " right "
things are actually real violence that wants to subdue all the " wrong ""people. I agree with Wallenstein-sensei's words that our world is full of lies. The strong dominates the weak, this is the real truth in this world. Even people who consider themselves good continue to oppress people who are considered bad. Realizing the real truth, I decided for yourself to fight this world with all your might. After all, every creature has the right to happiness. The only chance for happiness is to fight .. Kind Stella-chan, bravely fighting against three members of the Akatsuki Academy. Brave Stella-chan, desperately fighting for the life of her nation It's all so noble .. But you're a killer, Stella-chan. You're a hypocrite, just like my nee-san. You know, I really enjoy watching the full moon follow the rules and only appear at night. But what happens if she will confuse her schedule .. I am sure she will be very happy !!!! - ... Or-Goul, putting even more strength into his right hand, made the threads squeeze Stella even tighter. Stella, who was already suffering from a lack of oxygen, could not resist. Like an insect caught in a web. Stella's pale limbs hung limply to the ground, and the last spark of light began to fade in her eyes. A little more and the threads will cut her flesh, cut the bone and decapitate her. But before it happened, - You made your choice and decided to become our enemy ..
-… !? A knight appeared in Or-Goul's field of vision. Moving over the remains of the dead soldiers, with the speed of an arrow fired, he plunged his dark blade into Or-Goul's forehead. This lightning strike .. no doubt it was the first secret blade - the Saigeki . “… So don't make yourself a victim… It's disgusting. The knight who defeated BB and the Black Knight reappeared on the battlefield. Ikki Kurogane looked at the enemy with a face full of disgust and hatred. But Or-Goul, impaled by his katana, on the contrary, was delighted at his appearance. - A-ha-ha, I was waiting for you, Mediocre Knight. I believed that you, Ikki Kurogane, would definitely show up here. ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆
- Ha! When Or-Goul continued to live even after a penetrating wound to the head, Ikki immediately realized that such attacks against him were useless. Before Or-Goul could react in response, Ikki slammed him in the shoulders, drew his blade, and jumped back a distance. - So you're in control of your dead body now? What an unpleasant ability. - Ha ha ha, right. This kind of technique is especially unpleasant against you, Ikki-kun. Unlike his sister Iris, the direct blow with the blade did not inflict a mortal wound on Or-Goul. - I heard from the commentator the result of your battle. You have defeated the fourth-strongest knight in the world. I didn't even imagine that you would be able to win. Although, judging by the comments, you scratched out a victory with difficulty. How are you feeling, Ikki-kun? What is it like to be a killer like me? - Disgusting. - Ha ha ha, you exaggerate. "I am stating a fact," Ikki replied, not reacting in any way to Or-Goul's mockery. “Me and Ascarid-san… we chose our path in life, and were ready to die for it. Responsibility for the outcome of the battle lies entirely with me. Armed with a blade, I was determined in that battle. No… I mustered my resolve when I embarked on the path of the knightmagician. Death by battle. The chances of death are the same for me and for my opponent. This is a fact, you just need to come to terms with it. I am ready to grieve, ready to mourn her death. But never regret.
“It was my decision to kill Ascarid-san. I'm not going to deceive anyone and say that her death was necessary for the common good. “… A-ha-ha, I'm sick of the fact that we are on the same ground. I hate you Ikki-kun. After all, murder is one of the funniest things in this world, - OrGoul answered in a bored tone to Ikki's words. For a moment the smile faded from his face, but soon he grinned again. - Even if I was bored, I still killed you. All this time I've been waiting for this. If I kill you in front of Stella, I wonder what her reaction will be? His right hand was still holding Stella back. So he held out his left hand to Ikki and made a gesture like he was about to snap his thumb and middle finger. - This movement .. - As you know, " Grand Guignol " is a technique that attacks on the area. She lets out a web around me and kills everyone. Last time we met, you neutralized this technique with Itto Rasetsu , but now you are too exhausted after your fight with Nee-san. Moreover, after my death, I became much stronger. I no longer need to worry about my body. So what, Ikki-kun? How do you want to prevent my attack now !? Immediately after those words, Or-Goul put his energy into clicking. - " Grand Guignol " !!!! A deafening sound. Having received the signal, his device, which formed a shield in front of him from many threads, relaxed the tension between the threads. A thousand sharp thread-blades shot in all directions. The total number of filaments was amazing, but with the help of dynamic visual acuity, Ikki was able to track the trajectory of each.
In addition, this was not the first time Ikki had seen this technique, so he knew its blind spot. Land surface. " Grand Guignol " Or Goul - a technique, an attack on the area. Despite the fact that a thousand threads are produced at once, they all have a linear path. The power of each strand is much less because the power is distributed equally to each strand. The threads can cut through human flesh, but they are not strong enough to cut stones. -! Ikki quickly jumped into a hole nearby. The battlefield was still the administrative region, where Stella and Or Goul had fought fiercely before. The entire area was covered with pits and crevices. But, - Ha! What about them !? Apparently Or-Goul assumed that Ikki would do something similar. - Looks like you, Ikki-kun, hid well ...! What about all those people behind you !? You don't mind when I crumble them into dust !! Mockery. Ikki's act led directly to a tragic result. After all, there are still many Kledland residents and soldiers in a daze after Or Ghaul's intimidation. They are not able to defend against this technique in any way.
Being cut into pieces, such an inevitable outcome awaited each of them. Didn't Ikki think and doom them to death? Not. Ikki didn’t protect them because it wasn’t necessary. -… !? Suddenly, the blades changed their trajectory just before slicing the first victim into pieces. Or-Goul's face was greatly surprised when, instead of shredding people, his Grand Guignol flew over their heads and rushed high into the sky. Was any of them capable of defending? No, it couldn't be. The thread turned off the previous trajectory without any resistance. It was as if space itself had been distorted in front of them. Only one knight in the world possessed such power. “Is she here, too,” Or-Goul muttered in surprise and looked up. On one of Stella's dilapidated skyscrapers with his back to the moon, there was a small figure. - Princess Yaksha .. !? Or Goul made a big mistake when he averted his gaze from his opponent. Ikki, instantly seizing the chance, jumped out of the pit and cut off OrGoulu's right arm, thereby freeing Stella from the tight embrace of the thread. - * Tsyk *! - " Grand-Guignol " is a kind of throwing your own shield. After you use this technique, you will become vulnerable for a while.
“You managed to cut off my arm. Hope you don't get too smug after that! Ikki freed Stella from Or-Goul's gripping threads. But due to severe fractures, Stella cannot move. Her consciousness is clouded due to lack of oxygen. An ordinary knight will need at least a day to recover. Even Stella with the Dragon's healing power takes a minute to recover. The same was true of Princess Yaksha Nene Saikyo, who, although she arrived on the battlefield, was in no hurry to intervene in the battle. I know why she doesn't fight. All this time she followed the movements of Or-Goul. This helped her at the last moment to squeeze the last strength from her body and save those people. She's too exhausted for another fight. Of course, after all, not so long ago she had to fight with Habub, the strongest mercenary, who ranks fifth in strength in the world. Princess Yaksha is not very good at defending and attacking at the same time. Therefore, she chose protection. More precisely, I made her make this choice when I dodged enemy vehicles. Until Stella regains consciousness, the only person who can stop Or-Goul is me, Ikki Kurogane's Mediocre Knight! One minute to recover. It's too time consuming. "After the fight with nee-san, he is very exhausted, he will not hold out," thought Or-Goul, attaching the severed arm back to his body with the help of