Was Flone forcing it beyond its limits…!?
Yet it still moved, enslaved by her will.
“You… monster!”
“What are you talking about? I’m a hero!”
“No damn hero acts like you…!”
“The world was the one who acknowledged me! Thunderlance Cannon: Break!”
A downpour of lightning spears rained from behind.
Gauss was already pushing his limits to evade,
but the sheer volume was impossible to dodge completely.
Finally—one of the lances closed in to pierce me.
In that split second before impact, my mind raced.
What now? Use Magic Burial here? But is it worth wasting on a non-ultimate move?
If I took this hit, it’d definitely be fatal.
Think, think, think— Before I realized it, I had released Mashiro from my arms, putting distance between us.
So the attack wouldn’t travel through me and wound her.
“Magic Burial…!”
Thrusting out my right arm, I erased the lightning lance.
“Grahhhh!”
While the lance vanished, the residual shock still buzzed painfully in my palm. If not for my prosthetic, my arm’s bones might’ve shattered.
What kind of destructive force was that? This wasn’t magic—
It was a mass of pure violence, clad in mana.
“Hahahaha! So that’s your magic-nullifying power!”
Delighted at seeing Magic Burial, Flone clasped her hands together, unleashing an even larger, even stronger surge of magic.
The crackling aura radiating from her was oppressive enough to crush the weak to their knees.
[How is that allowed…?]
The sky was blindingly bright—
But it wasn’t the sun illuminating the earth.
It was Flone’s magic.
“Kuhaha! I’ve figured out the secret of your technique! It interferes with the spirits that govern magic, doesn’t it!?”
“…Hah! And what if it does!?”
“Your composure’s crumbling. You’ll need to work on your poker face if you want to succeed the Wicked Lord Gordon, you amateur!”
In just one exchange, she had seen through my panic at her deducing the truth behind Magic Burial.
The sheer depth of her experience made my efforts look pitiful in comparison…!
“Come on! Show me more, Ouga Vellet! If you don’t, your precious people will die!”
An axe? No—this was too massive to call an axe. A colossal mass of magic, one I was certain could wipe the entire Vellet territory off the map in a single strike.
Even though her subordinates were still fighting Reina and the others below, she clearly didn’t care.
All who witnessed it looked up and prayed to the gods for mercy. A divine battle-axe, worthy of the name “magic.”
When it fell, it would bring divine retribution—
Executed by a woman who sought to become the new god of the world.
“LIGHTNING… VORTEEEEEX!!”
“Magic Burial!!”
With no time to think, I met the strike with nothing but my right arm.
“Guh… ugh…!”
If I failed to stop this, everyone below would die.
Not just Karen and the others—every single person in Vellet territory would be reduced to ashes.
The part I touched did vanish—but it was a drop in the ocean compared to the sheer mass threatening to crush me…! It was swallowing me whole—!
“Does it hurt? Is it terrifying!? You’ll need to pour in more magic if you want to cancel my DGod of Thunder’s Battle Axe: Lightning Vortex!”
“Gah… Aaahhh…!”
Endure, endure, endure! If there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s holding on!
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Burn every last drop of my soul’s magic! This isn’t the time to think about the next move!
If I don’t survive this attack, there’s no future!
I thrust out my left arm alongside my right.
“Magic Burial!”
[Ouga! Don’t push yourself!]
Like I have a damn choice!
If I don’t go all out here, then where?
With both arms working, the God of Thunder’s Battle Axe: Lightning Vortex shrank bit by bit.
Just a little more! Just a little more and—even if I’m left empty, I just have to—
“—Ah.”
My body lurched forward. My vision blurred.
Something inside me snapped.
A vessel with no fuel left to burn, I fell helplessly into the storm of lightning.
“GAAAAAAAAAAAH!!”
The divine judgment coursed through every inch of my body.
Heat seared me from the inside out—my blood boiled like molten lava.
Agony unlike anything before, as if every pore in my body gushed blood.
My vision flickered wildly—I couldn’t even tell if what I was seeing was real.
A miracle I was still conscious. A hellish torment that made me wish for death. Pain beyond pain gnawed at my flesh.
“Wh… at?”
I realized—I couldn’t feel the ground beneath my feet.
Was I flying? No—I’d fallen from Gauss.
[~! ~!]
Gauss was shouting something, but I couldn’t make it out.
My mind overflowed with memories of everything leading up to now.
…Ah. So this is the life flashback.
My childhood, spent obsessively researching magic. My boyhood, refusing to give up no matter how much others mocked me.
Then—the happy days at Rishburg Magic Academy.
My first encounter with Mashiro, rescuing her from Luark.
The chaos after sending Crown Prince Arnia flying, then passing out when Karen’s engagement was announced.
The fuss over whether I’d join the student council. Teaming up with Reina for the academy’s magic tournament—the fierce battles to claim her.
When Alice was brainwashed, I didn’t know what to do—but that incident strengthened our bond.
Yueri struggled, experimented, and overcame her limits to craft an arm that let me fight.
Our dates were fun. Never thought those would be my first—and last.
Their wedding dresses were beautiful. I wish I could’ve stood by their side in those.
And then—the bracelets, filled with everyone’s love and prayers—
[It’s bracelets packed with our love! We prayed so hard for Ouga-kun to come home safe… So take care of them, okay?]
—Right. I did receive them.
“…Like hell… I can die… now…”
[My soul will always be by your side, Ouga. So don’t lose to someone like her.]
[Go forth, boy! You can be the hero who saves the world!]
With courage—
[Ouga-kun! Leave this to us and go! Let’s all laugh together and celebrate the wedding!]
[No problem! Ouga sama, go rescue Leiche first! If it’s you… I believe you’ll definitely succeed!]
Their trust.
They entrusted everything to me.
So… I can’t die here—
“——Ouga-kun.”
A beloved voice I’d longed to hear shook my soul.
A warm, soft, small hand suddenly grasped mine.
Even if my eyes couldn’t see, I knew who it was.
“……Mashiro?”
She was gripping my left hand.
“I’m sorry, Ouga-kun…! That earlier attack woke me up…!”
As she said this, Mashiro leaned forward, desperately trying to pull me up with a determined expression.
My mind couldn’t fully process what was happening.
[Girl! Hurry and pull Ouga up! The next attack is coming!]
“Tch! Mashiro, let go! If this keeps up, you’ll—”
“No!!!”
Refusing, Mashiro stretched her arm further and clenched my left hand tightly, as if declaring her resolve.
But Mashiro wasn’t strong enough to pull me up quickly.
If this continued, we’d both be doomed.
Then… at the very least, Mashiro had to—!
“—Huh!?”
I immediately made my decision and tried to shake her hand free.
“Back then… it was because you saved me that I’m here now…!”
——But my body still hadn’t fallen.
Mashiro’s grip held me.
The bracelet she grabbed kept us connected.
“So now… it’s my turn to save you, Ouga-kun!”
“Mashiro…”
“GAAAAAAAAAAH!!”
With a scream driven by pure instinct, Mashiro yanked my body onto Gauss’s back.
Without even pausing to catch her ragged breath, she clung to me.
“Ehehe… Felt all that love packed in there, didn’t you?”
“…Yeah.”
The warmth of her body against mine reminded me I could still fight.
“Damn stubborn fool… If you’d just died from that last hit, you could’ve gone peacefully.”
I wanted to stay like this, feeling Mashiro’s presence.
But time wouldn’t wait. Cruel and fair to all, it marched on.
Flone wouldn’t let this chance slip.
“Just die already! [God of Thunder’s Battle Axe—LIGHTNING—”
“[LIGHTNING BOLT]!”
Just as the divine magic was about to descend again, a single streak of light pierced through.
The spell dispersed like mist, and the god’s anger faded.
Our gazes snapped to the ground.
There, we saw Flone’s subordinates restrained by Alice—and Reina pointing a finger straight at Flone.
“I won’t let you… take my future away again!”
“You damn meddlesome puppet…!”
…Thank you, Reina.
Because of you, we can still fight.
After Mashiro healed me with recovery magic, I stood up with her support.
“…Seems I misjudged you, Flone. Reina is a serious, kind-hearted girl with a lovely smile. A wonderful person.”
“Silence! Surviving one hit doesn’t make you bold, Ouga Velett. The tide of battle hasn’t changed!”
“The mask’s slipping, huh? Shouting like that—sounds like you’re running out of patience. Guess I’m still better at this than you.”
“Keep running your mouth… But nothing’s changed! What’ll you do? Your trick to cancel my magic is already exposed! Even if you pray to the gods, miracles don’t happen twice!”
Having figured out the mechanism of [Magic Burial], Flone prepared to unleash an even greater spell than [Lightning Voltex]—one that would eclipse the world.
The sky, once bathed in light, darkened into an abyss.
This spell, the polar opposite of the last, gathered even more immense magical power.
That Flone could refine such a spell in mere moments was a testament to her terrifying strength.
Now… what to do?
My magic was already depleted from unleashing [Magic Burial] at its limit.
My [Magic Circuits] weren’t broken, so if I just had mana, I could still fight.
Think… There must be a way…
“Boy! The scales!”
“Tch! Gauss!”
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