The first madman forces a choice.
A crossroads where if you choose one, the other will be discarded. Even if the person who chooses is not guilty of anything, there is no change in the fact that he or she selects the person to be discarded with his or her own hands.
Strategic value. weight of life.
Relationships and emotions intertwined with the object.
Many factors go into making a choice.
The moment people start calculating by looking back at the elements one by one, they begin to reflect on themselves. He comes to realize what a petty person he is.
‘···select.’
Chloe feels disgusted with the topic she has been shouting about, that all lives are precious, and that she has to weigh them at the most important moment.
“I, I…”
If it’s Galahal.
If it were him, it wouldn’t have been like this.
“······.”
Chloe finally closed her mouth and lowered her head. Ultimately, it’s not Chloe’s role to make the choice. At this moment, he was powerless, and he was not the one carrying out the operation.
Rania van Trias.
It is she who gets to choose.
He is humanity’s strongest force and the only person who can come up with a solution to this situation. Chloe waited in silence for the answer she would give.
“Chloe.”
Rania opened her mouth.
Her voice was a little cooler than usual. Chloe raised her head and looked at Rania. The moment Chloe looked into her bluish eyes, she unconsciously realized something.
The thing in front of you is not a hero just for you. He was not Professor Rania, who only looked after him kindly.
“I am.”
General manager of the Western Front.
He is the commander with the greatest power.
Not with emotion, but with reason. Publicly, not privately. He is a being who must judge the situation and make choices more objectively than anyone else on the battlefield.
The villain presents a choice.
A good person agonizes over choices.
Those who cry out for ideals ultimately cannot choose anything. Or choose the option of sacrificing yourself.
And, the conductor.
Who is responsible?
“I’m going to Artia.”
It is a method of choosing who to discard.
2.
A red moon and a black sky that moves like waves.
The sky I looked up from the depths of the demonic landscape was bizarre. Belle Noah let out a long sigh and got up. Her breathing was blocked by her dense magical energy, but that only lasted for a moment. The solid mana array was not disturbed by magic energy.
“Whoa…”
Belnoa let out a long breath and leaned his head on the stone rock. She was a goddess sitting on top of a rock, and before she knew it, she was sitting next to Bel Noah.
[It seems like a deep place in the magic world.]
“It seems so.”
[It looks like you’ve been caught up in a terrible spell.]
Belnoa laughed bitterly.
It was a terrible spell, and it was exactly as it was said. Belnoir recalled the last moment. The moment victory was assured, the situation turned. The madman who appeared by borrowing the necromancer’s corpse deployed the circuit he had prepared in advance…
The developed circuit was a spell of the spatial system.
Because it was written in an ancient language, it was unclear what kind of spell it was exactly, but a distortion unique to a spatial spell occurred in the circuit. The moment Belnoa saw the circuit, he gave up resisting and let Chloe escape.
Without knowledge, you cannot fight back.
Destruction is also impossible.
So, this was the best option.
All Belnoa could do at that moment was to bend the coordinates indicated by the spell the moment the circuit engulfed him. Looking around, it looks like the attempt was half successful and half failed…
“Anyway, I survived.”
Belnoir thought, “Halfway is a success, that’s it.” To be honest, it was crazy. If it had sprained, my body would have been torn to pieces.
Why was the space system spell abandoned?
This is because of its stability. It is said that a short-distance transfer device exists only in the royal capital, but it only allows transfer to a limited area called ‘inside the royal capital’ even with the assistance of nearly hundreds of safety devices.
Connect coordinates to coordinates.
Tears through space and moves with the flow of mana.
Although it is possible in theory, it is an impossible spell to use in practice because there are too many factors to consider and risks to exclude. Even with the slightest condition, it turns into a spell that tears the caster to pieces.
‘If space-based spells were practical, top-notch swordsmen, Nabals, and battle mages would have been able to shake them all off.’
···It seems like you’re just walking around without that, but I went anyway. It was nothing short of a miracle that he survived even after attempting to interfere with such a dangerous spell.
[Huh.]
The goddess glanced at Belnoa as if she were dumbfounded.
[Did you know that I did something crazy?]
“If you fall on the spot your opponent has set, you’re going to die anyway, right? “He just thought he might as well take a gamble.”
[It’s not wrong.]
“Should we consider it fortunate that the caster’s skills are good? “I don’t know how they did it, but it seems like they achieved great stability.”
[Are you saying that you survived thanks to that?]
“It’s similar.”
Belnoir stood up and made a serious joke.
“······.”
Belnoa silently put his hand into my robe. During the transfer process, most of the magic tools he had were unable to withstand the flow and were shattered.
There are only two bottles of potion left.
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The food was a bit of dried and twisted combat rations.
Resources are insufficient to survive in the midst of the devil. Bellenoir sighed and chewed a piece of dried, twisted meat, lightly easing her body.
[What do you plan to do now?]
“What should I do?”
Belnoa looked back at the goddess and smiled bitterly.
“I have to survive.”
Last moment.
In front of the rushing circuit, Belnoir looked back at Chloe and said this. Please wait. I said I would go back.
“Didn’t the goddess tell you too?”
Survive.
The goddess warned that if she truly cared for the child, she would have to stay by his side. As she pondered those words, Belle Noah let out a long, very long breath.
“So I have to survive and go back.”
“You know, Belnoir.”
“You don’t leave me behind.”
“Because I promised so.”
At dawn, when dawn broke.
Belnoir did not forget the way Chloe looked at him and the thin voice she heard. She did not forget the warnings of the goddess, and she did not forget the advice of Raniel and Destel.
[That’s a good resolution.]
The goddess also stood up.
Sitting on Belnoa’s shoulder, the goddess stretched out her arms. Her arm is pointing beyond the forest.
[It won’t be easy.]
“It seems so.”
A sign of presence was felt from beyond the forest.
Also, the story they were talking about fell into Belnoa’s ears. The distance was far, so I could only get a rough idea of the context, but that was enough.
-···la! Find it!
-The Prophet…
-Near here…
They were looking for someone.
And, that target would be yourself. Belnoa caught his breath and eliminated his presence to the limit. Belnoir put away all distracting thoughts and immersed himself in only one topic.
First of all, survive.
Do your best.
3.
“I’m going to Artia.”
Chloe knows what that means.
Going to Artia means choosing Kelhalm, and choosing Kelhalm means abandoning Belnoa.
···I understand it with my head.
Rather than going to Belnoa, who is completely missing, it is a more reasonable choice to go to Kelhalm, who has a ‘certain’ chance of being saved. Viewed objectively, it is the right choice.
Although I understand that fact intellectually.
“then···.”
It is not always possible to be rational.
Chloe glanced at Rania with shaking eyes. Chloe continued speaking in a trembling voice, facing her cold eyes.
“Then, Belnoa…”
Do I really want to hear the answer from that mouth, ‘I won’t save you’? I wasn’t asking this because I was hoping for an answer. It’s more like a muttering.
“······.”
Rania feels bitter as she looks at the shaking Chloe. It would not be unexpected for the story she heard from her future self to come to mind in this situation.
The Ash Goddess said:
In the future, one of the students he taught became a disaster, and he had to kill the child with his own hands. When Rania asked the child’s name, the Goddess of Ash answered:
“It’s Chloe.”
“Belnoir died, and Chloe became a disaster.”
Belnoa’s death.
Chloe’s fall as a result.
Although she did not tell the detailed story, the Goddess of Ash said this. She said that she had used her belle Noah as bait and abandoned her. Even though she had a chance to save her life, she didn’t.
“Because it had to be that way.”
I don’t know what the circumstances were that made it inevitable. I don’t know, but my future self probably thought it was a choice to avoid the worst.
‘Avoiding the worst and pursuing the lesser evil.’
Because that was the way of the Ash Goddess.
‘but···.’
That’s not my way.
Rania let out a long breath.
“Chloe.”
“Bell, Noah…”
“Chloe, look at me.”
I reached out my hand and grabbed Chloe’s shoulder tightly.
Rania looked straight into Chloe’s shaking eyes and opened her mouth.
“Chloe, you are a warrior.”
Blue eyes reflected Chloe’s green ones.
“You are also in a position where you have to make choices and make your own decisions. “Because that’s what a hero should be.”
Commanding authority. Person in charge. A person who drinks blood.
“Don’t leave the choice to someone else. Don’t even try to accept the choice. “See what you want to choose.”
Rania asked a question while making eye contact.
“What do you want to do?”
“···I am.”
Chloe said in a trembling voice.
“I want to save Belnoa.”
“okay.”
“but···.”
“There’s no need to talk back.”
Rania let go of Chloe’s shoulder.
He then took out the artifact from his robe and placed it on Chloe’s palm. There are two artifacts in my hand. Rania said, pointing to one of them.
“The god of the beginning is attached to Belnoa. “It means that it possesses heterogeneous divine power, and this is an artifact that tracks that divine power.”
Chloe looked at what was in her hand.
An artifact that only shows direction.
The blurry spot disappeared and appeared again and again.
“Belnoir is still alive. It looks like it fell in the middle of the devil’s land, but I don’t know its exact location. “I can only know the direction, but it’s also difficult to detect because of the magical energy.”
Still, you can know the general direction.
Rania mumbled and looked at Chloe.
“I’ll give you a few skilled knights and magic knights from the special forces. Form a search party. “Go inside the magic mirror and move in the direction indicated by the transmitter.”
It won’t be easy, though.
It would be very dangerous.
“If you want to save it, do the best you can.”
Even if you try your best, you won’t always be successful. There are many things that cannot be solved with effort alone.
“If you did your best, if you arrived near Belnoa.”
Even if we do our best, we fall short.
This is something that cannot be done.
“I like it wherever it is. “It doesn’t matter whether it’s in the middle of a demonic world, a realm of disaster, or swarming with hordes of demonic beasts.”
It is a miracle to fill that part.
A miracle that relies on luck. It is said that God’s role is to cause miracles, but God turns his eyes away from everything and just stands on the sidelines.
“Second artifact, activate this.”
So someone will have to take on that role.
A miracle must occur and fill in what is lacking.
Because that is the role of a warrior who represents God.
“Then I will solve it.”
Chloe’s eyes wavered.
Function contained in the second artifact. Chloe looked alternately at the artifact and Rania, which excluded all safety concerns. Then, Chloe opened her mouth.
“But, this…”
“That’s not something you should worry about or handle. “It’s something I have to deal with.”
Rania laughed bitterly.
He smiled bitterly and tapped Chloe’s head.
“Right now, all I can think about is finding Belnoa. “Don’t give up already and do everything you can.”
it is not so?
Chloe bowed her head in front of Rania who said that. Chloe let out a suppressed breath, filled with a mixture of relief, self-destruction, and countless other emotions. Rania let out a short breath as she saw the corner of her mouth trembling through her disheveled hair and tears falling down onto her robe.
“…I am, Chloe.”
She said.
“He is a commander, and before he is in charge, he is a warrior.”
A conductor is someone who chooses who to discard.
Before she was a conductor, Rania was a warrior. Rania, or rather Raniel, had made a promise in the past. It was a promise made in front of his oldest friend, and a promise that must be kept.
A promise, not a contract.
A promise that not only has no providential binding power, but also carries no consequences even if broken. But that makes it all the more impossible to break.
“The hero you hoped for.”
“The most perfect hero you’ve ever hoped for.”
“I’m going to try that too.”
Although these words were thrown lightly, the determination contained in them was heavier than anything else. In front of Kyle Torben, Raniel made a promise. He said he would become the most perfect hero.
“You have to be a warrior and a hero at the same time.”
The good man suffers.
Idealist sacrifices himself.
The conductor chooses who to abandon.
Heroes work miracles.
The world calls a person a hero who works a miracle and saves everyone in a situation where someone must be abandoned. Raniel van Trias had to be a hero.
“Because I promised so.”
So, said Raniel.
“Do the best you can.”
Even so, there are some parts that are lacking.
“I’ll handle the rest.”
This was the choice she made.
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