Just before returning to base.
Destel called Rania aside. Because she had a story to share. Now that he was faced with Raniel, Destel blinked blankly.
“Unless I was mistaken.”
Destel stretched out his hand and pointed at Rania’s face.
To be exact, her eyes were restored to normal condition.
“…Didn’t you have holes in your eyes?”
“It was pierced, right?”
“All the fingers on this side were blown off.”
“It flew away.”
“But why are you okay now?”
Destel blinked.
I remember that right before I collapsed from exhaustion, my body was completely ruined. Now, far from being completely ruined…
“For some reason, I think I’m more lively than before the fight. “I guess I should say that I feel younger.”
“···really? “Do you see that?”
“What? Why are you suddenly making a fuss with your face? It’s burdensome. “Get it away.”
“I asked if it looked like that.”
It was only after hearing Destel’s answer, ‘It seems so,’ that Rania took a step back. She smiled with satisfaction. Destel, who was looking at her like that, let out a bewildered laugh.
“So, how did you do that?”
Destel pointed to Rania.
“No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t an injury that could be healed that easily. Don’t you know? “A warrior’s regenerative power is not omnipotent.”
“I know.”
It is true that a warrior’s regenerative ability is excellent, but it clearly has its limits. This tendency is especially evident in the case of regeneration of defective areas.
“Even Kyle, who has so much starlight, had a hard time recovering from the damage to his body.”
Destel continued.
“You don’t have that much starlight, do you?”
“Isn’t that a military secret?”
Rania laughed bitterly.
It is known externally that Rania has completely inherited Kyle’s starlight, but this is false. Because all she had left was a handful of starlight.
‘The smallest starlight that can be called a hero.’
Although it is not noticeable because she is using that handful of starlight to the limit and maximizing it by mixing it with mana… the absolute total amount of starlight she possesses is on the side that is inferior to that of Deathtel.
“It’s surprising that a handful of starlight can be used to such a degree, but it’s still strange. “Did you use some kind of trick?”
“What is the trick?”
Rania shrugged her shoulders.
“It’s thanks to the gift my senior gave me.”
“···senior? “Did you receive anything from the former warrior?”
While saying that, Destel tilted his head. If we use Ran El as a standard, none of the warriors from her previous generation are still alive, right?
“Not a hero. “A distant senior.”
“···Well, if that’s you, then that’s probably it.”
It looks like you have no intention of going into detail.
Destel did not try to dig deeper. She had a good reason for hiding it. That’s when Destel was tilting her head.
So, Rania opened her mouth.
“What do you want to say?”
She narrowed her eyes.
“I called you because I had something to talk about, rather than making personal matters like this. “To a place where there are no people like this.”
She pointed around.
Lush forest. It was a place a little far away from the resting punitive forces. Rania asked what had to be said at this point.
“······.”
A moment of silence.
While opening and closing his mouth repeatedly, Destel nervously brushed his hair. This was because it was an absurd story even when she said it with her own mouth.
“Hey, Raniel.”
After thinking about it, Destel opened his mouth.
“Perhaps…”
He said, recalling the scenery he saw there.
“Is regression theoretically possible?”
2.
Return.
The moment he heard those words, Raniel’s eyes narrowed a little more. Raniel took a short breath and said.
“Why are you suddenly asking that?”
“···Return, or parallel world. “I experienced something that was only possible if one of the two theories was established.”
Destel muttered, wondering how to explain this, and looked at Raniel. Contrary to what she thought, she was concentrating on what she was saying. What she meant was that she did not treat it as an empty story.
‘···It seems like there’s something to guess.’
Destel took a long breath and started talking.
“When I threw a javelin using the power of Galahal, the starlight escaped from my body in an instant and I saw a strange scene.”
Destel continued, searching through his memories.
“A world devastated. cracked ground. “A long stream of blood.”
Destel talked about the scenes covered in blood.
Belnoa’s death. Chloe’s fall. The image of myself falling endlessly. And, what I saw at the end…
“I was standing at the end of that blood. I feel like I’m 10 years older than I am now. “He asked.”
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“···What did you ask?”
“Do you have any regrets?”
“······.”
Raniel was silent.
Destel continued his story.
“At the time, I suddenly said I didn’t regret it, but when I thought about it, it seemed strange. “It was too realistic to be a scene that came from my delusions.”
It wasn’t a delusion or anything.
It felt more like a flashback, as if it was showing a scene that had already happened.
“It’s a ridiculous story.”
Destel glanced at Raniel.
“Looking at your reaction, do you think there’s something there?”
“···It has to exist.”
Raniel took a long breath and said.
“First of all, there is no parallel world. It is impossible for the world to split into many branches at a branching point. “Because the stars, providence, and truth must all be unique.”
“then···.”
“Regression exists.”
Raniel blurted out.
As expected, Destel muttered that and pressed the bridge of his nose. After thinking about it for a while, she said, as if Destel let out a sigh of relief.
“Are you also a regressor?”
“Okay, from the future…what?”
Raniel was about to nod, but his eyes widened.
Because the direction was very different from the answer I expected. However, Destel, who was pressing the bridge of her nose with her head down, did not see Ran El’s face like that, so she continued talking.
“If you think about it, it was strange.”
And with a very serious expression.
“Going around reversing the history of magic when you’re not even 20 years old, making achievements on the battlefield as soon as you become an adult, playing around with wizards who have lived for tens or hundreds of years… It doesn’t make sense based on common sense, right?”
“Uh, um…”
“And sometimes they even act like they know the future. Especially when Kyle went astray, it doesn’t make sense. “How did you find out about it and come to the battlefield?”
Destel sighed.
Raniel broke into a cold sweat.
“It all makes sense if you’re a regressor. “Not just that abnormal magic skill, but also the fact that he sometimes acts like he can see into the future.”
“no···.”
Destel quickly turned his head and looked at Raniel.
He asked a question with a very serious expression.
“What kind of life are you living?”
I think I’m doing something wrong, but Destel spoke a little faster than Raniel.
“First of all, I think it will take at least two rounds, so that means you, who seem to be the same age as me, have lived at least twice as long as me. Then in terms of age… um…”
Destel, who was moaning, glanced at Raniel.
“…Should I call you sister? Or brother?”
This was a question that Destel Thane came up with after very serious consideration. However, for a wizard who was sensitive to age issues, it was the worst question.
Bah!
Raniel hit Destel on the head.
“Why are you hitting me? No, why did you hit me…”
“Listen to what people say. huh?”
After hitting Destel on the head one more time, Raniel immediately began explaining. The explanation continued for a while, and after hearing the whole story, Destel made a very strange expression.
“So, you’re not a regressor?”
“okay. “I haven’t lived twice as long as you, nor am I old enough to be called your sister or brother.”
“So you’re saying that the one who returned was you 10 years later? “A goddess who returned from a destroyed world.”
It made no sense.
It made no sense, but the scenery he saw was the basis for this absurd story.
“then···.”
Destel groaned.
“Are you saying the scenery I saw there was something that should have happened in the first place?”
“I guess so.”
“…I should be grateful to you for coming from the future. really.”
What I saw in the flowing blood was the process of one human being heading toward destruction. Destel shuddered as he recalled how he had become a person who was not even worthy of being called a hero, let alone being servile.
“It looks like I survived that future for quite a long time.”
“It’s not like they survived for long.”
Raniel said, resting his chin.
“They said you survived until the end.”
“···I?”
“okay. “She said she survived until the end and committed suicide after seeing the world being destroyed.”
“… It’s surprising that he survived until the end, but the reason he committed suicide is understandable.”
What? Destel answered Raniel’s question.
“I would have survived until the end because I was afraid of dying, but if I had gotten to that point, it would have been hell even if I was already alive. “It would have been no different from dying.”
Is that why you asked that question?
Don’t you regret it?
Are you living a different life than the one you only regretted?
“I’m glad.”
Destel smiled bitterly, recalling the future self he saw there.
“By moving away from that future.”
“I came this far, twisting my body to get away from that future. Then I saw a scenery I couldn’t even imagine.”
Raniel stabbed Destel in the side.
“I never imagined that I would borrow Galahal’s power or that I would get out of there like that. “I thought he was confident in his eyes for people…”
she smiled
“As far as you are concerned, I’m going to admit that I was wrong.”
“···What is happening all of a sudden? “Shame on you.”
“I’m sorry, bastard.”
So, said Raniel.
“How was it? “How do you feel?”
“How do you feel?”
“How did you feel when you became a hero? It’s my first time. “That’s how he ran forward.”
Even though I am trembling with fear, I take one step forward.
I move forward again, carrying my fear.
Destel inadvertently burst into laughter as he recalled himself at that time. I was out of my mind. Thinking about it now, it was truly crazy… but still, it was an experience for Destel. My first experience overcoming fear.
So, the experience of being a hero.
“It’s not something any sane person would do.”
“No,” Destel laughed.
“It’s not bad to be a hero sometimes.”
3.
Since they had heard everything they needed to hear separately, the two returned to base while chatting about various things.
“Now that I think about it, Galahar’s holy spear is…”
“I thought I’d never be able to borrow that again. Even when I borrowed it, I got the feeling. You can only borrow this once. “That’s why it has meaning.”
“I thought so.”
As I headed forward, rustling and stepping on leaves, snow was already falling. It was a signal that they were crossing the demon realm and returning to the land of humans. It was around the time I was walking, leaving footprints in the snow on the ground.
“Oh, come to think of it.”
Destel opened his mouth as if he remembered something.
“When I saw that landscape, ash was flying just like it is now. “The ash is a little different from the one you scatter.”
Raniel flinched and stopped.
Destel, who was walking ahead, continued to speak.
“But why was I able to see that scene? If it is as you said, the connection between the future and the present world completely disappeared with the disappearance of the Goddess of Ash…”
Destel turned his head as he could not hear any footsteps behind him. He glanced at Raniel, who was standing still.
“···What?”
“You saw ashes?”
“uh. “Scattering ash fills the landscape…”
“Hey, Destel.”
Raniel said.
“You, pull up the starlight.”
“now? here? Hey, it’s already been scraped to the bottom, so it’s going to be hard to pull it up for a while…”
“Don’t talk nonsense. hurry.”
Destel raised Starlight while tilting his head. Tick, tick, platinum starlight bounced around. And, between the bouncing starlight…
“uh?”
Ashes flew.
The remaining burnt ash.
Ashes that can no longer burn.
fantasy,
