Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

The girl didn't attack; she simply hugged herself tightly as if in dependence, which puzzled Samira greatly.

She quietly began to weave incantations.

"【Calling upon the name of the Supreme One...with utmost trepidation—】"

Samira scoffed when she saw Fate embrace her and begin chanting.

"I understand how you feel, but relying on 'magic' at this time is really unprofessional."

This guy wants to use "magic," also known as "trump card" or "ultimate move," to turn the tide in his desperate crisis.

Making this choice under these circumstances left Samira extremely disappointed, her expression revealing a deep sense of dejection.

"I've seen this 'magic' of yours in war games. It looks really powerful—but the incantation is so long!"

"ah!?"

Samira had no obligation to wait for the magic to activate; she raised her elbow and struck Samira's unsuspecting back.

"【Invincible, unbeatable...we, the Gods of War (deities)...】"

Even so, though he groaned in pain, he continued to sing.

"You're really boring me, that's enough."

“Guuuu!?”

Two blows, three blows, Samira repeatedly struck him with her elbows.

Despite the constant beatings to his back, he refused to give up, focusing solely on refining his magical power.

The girl's clinging to herself was rather unsightly, and the surrounding female warriors (Amazons) wore expressions of scorn or disgust. The stone slabs beneath her feet glowed increasingly red, and Samira, wanting to see how much longer the girl could withstand, playfully raised her arms—at which point she noticed something amiss.

"Hey... what are you doing...?"

The girl's "magic" continues to expand.

Like water overflowing from a container, a flooded river, or a mob that has lost its order.

Her petite body constantly emitted an overheated "magic power".

"[Honorable one, guide from the heavens...]"

As his lips chanted the incantation, his consciousness once again drifted back into his memories.

"Attack where they are unprepared, strike when they least expect it. This is the foundation and the secret of ninjas."

Deep within his blood-red, murky consciousness, the God of War (Takemikazuchi) offered him earnest teachings.

He asserted that ninjutsu was merely an ornament.

"[Bestowed upon me this humble body...]"

There was only one message he wanted to convey to God.

It is the very essence of ninjutsu, which even the gods call despicable.

"Exceeding the opponent's predictions—exceeding imagination."

A deadly move that wins by surprise, the most vicious attack.

"[A majestic and noble body! Divine power!] --!!"

He kept the blessings (teachings) bestowed by the God of War hidden in his heart, allowing his "magic" to deliberately spiral out of control.

"You, you wouldn't be thinking of—!?"

Samira let out a scream that was a mixture of shock and fear.

It was too late; the reins of "magic" had already slipped from their grasp.

The uncontrolled and wildly raging magic, devouring life from within the body, bursts forth like a turbid torrent, attempting to rush outwards.

"Let go! Let go, ahhhhhh!?"

The magical source, infused with all spiritual power, was about to unleash its power even before the incantation was complete.

The pale-faced Samira panicked and pounded her elbows on herself to save herself.

The elbow strike, delivered with astonishing arm strength, tore through flesh and cracked bones, but the killer refused to let her go.

Her face was contorted with pain, yet a smile, covered in blood and sweat, appeared on her face.

"You guys!?! Quickly pull this guy off me!!!"

Seeing that the girl wouldn't let go no matter how much she shook her, Samira finally cried for help. Hearing the faction leader's screams, the combat prostitutes rushed forward—but it was too late.

The roaring "magic" reached its breaking point.

The massive bomb that is now shaking everyone in the Sky Garden is now shining brightly from the girl's body.

Samira, Florini, Aisha, the fighting prostitutes, Haruhime, and Bell.

Everyone stared wide-eyed as they witnessed fate unleash its out-of-control "magic".

"【Save us, Light of Purification】—!!"

——Magic accidental explosion (ignis fatuus).

'～ ...

The explosion sent flames flying.

The radiance of "magic" seared everyone's pupils, accompanied by a deafening scream, and everyone around was blasted away. Needless to say, Ming and Samira, who were at the center, were swept away, as were the battle prostitutes who tried to rush to their aid.

It wasn't an antimagic fire used by a blacksmith—an external, forced detonation—but rather a deliberate loss of magical control.

What was originally an uncontrollable accident caused by "magic" and should have been avoided was deliberately caused by humans, turning into a suicide attack that transcends self-destruction.

This transcends the enemy's belief that the incantation must be ended before the magic can be activated, burning with the blazing fire of life.

"Ugh—"

Samira, blasted into the air by the explosion, crashed to the ground in a corner of the garden. The Amazons, charred black and with their eyes rolled back, could no longer stand. More than half of the combat prostitutes caught in the blast fell to the stone pavement, incapacitated. Even Frini, Aisha, and the other Amazons, who weren't directly injured, suffered the devastating shockwave. On the central altar, a stunned Haruhime felt a gentle breeze carrying remnants of her youthful magic caress her skin.

In the vast sky garden, large red lotuses bloomed in splendor.

"--ah……"

Life is falling downwards.

The "magical explosion" she caused sent her flying high into the air, headfirst, crashing to the ground below, in the opposite direction from Samira and far from the Sky Garden.

His body, exposed to the wind, was smoldering, his skin charred from the inside.

The body was about to lose all sensation, as if the reaction force caused by burning life was fading away, consciousness was gradually peeling away, the eyes were blurred, and the lips were trembling.

"Bell, sir..."

She called out the boy's name, as if wanting her heart to fly to his side.

His words failed to move Chunji.

He was unable to help Chunji.

I was unable to become Haruhime's "hero" as I remembered from that moonlit night.

His blurry eyes were tightly closed, as if entrusting regret, sorrow, and even stronger feelings and wishes to the boy, and he poured all his strength into his trembling throat.

Please, please.

Remove her curse.

Remove her destruction.

Except—her tears!

Please, please!

Let's bring another smile to her face!

I want to convey this wish to you!

"Lord Bell ——————————————————————————————————————!!"

■

He was running.

The moment that flame of life ignited fiercely, he began to run, faster than anyone else.

He received it.

He truly received the wishes entrusted to him by the girl's cries from the other side of the explosion and inferno.

As the hot air from the explosion rose, Bell burst out from behind the tower, sprinting at full speed.

Piercing through enemy lines.

'——————————————————————————————! ? '

Bell, transformed into a pure white bullet, disregarded the reactions of the Amazonian people.

The moment they sensed someone approaching, the boy had already vanished from sight, leaving them stranded in the fleeting gap.

Unstoppable, the white rabbit sped toward the altar in a straight line, weaving through the fighting prostitutes, whose vision couldn't keep up with it at all. Even Aisha could only glance back.

No one can catch up with his top speed anymore.

"—Giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle!!"

That's right, except for her.

"Don't even think about succeeding!?"

"!!"

When Belle saw the Frog Queen appear in his path with incredible speed, his eyes twisted in disbelief.

As expected, only she, a level 1 adventurer, was able to react.

Even with the girl's life at stake and Bell's all-out effort, the insurmountable wall still blocked their path.

With a wide grin, Frini pulled her iron-like right arm behind her back, gathering her strength.

"You're finished! Aa ...

She twisted her waist, pulled her arm to the side, and prepared to deliver a powerful sweep.

A short distance further ahead, he would be colliding head-on with the Female Titan blocking his way. Faced with the rapidly advancing Female Titan, Bell was forced to make a choice.

Right? Left? Stop?

Or upwards?

Behind the female giant blocking their path, an altar emitting a red glow and a girl bound by chains could already be seen.

A roar erupted in his chest, and in that instant, he made a decision.

The next instant, Bell raised the corners of his deep red eyes.

He lowered his forward-leaning body further—choosing to move forward.

「!?」

accelerate.

He stomped his feet hard, smashing the stone slab to pieces, and charged head-on at the giant wall blocking his way.

Bell channeled his excessively upright will into his swift pace, launching an attack on Freni.

Unexpectedly, her opponent chose to advance in a straight line. The female giant wavered for a moment, affecting her entire body and causing her iron arm strike to sway slightly.

Bell charged toward the enemy's wide-open right side, which was prepared for a sweeping attack, and crashed head-on into the slow, weakest of blows.

“Wu!?”

Bell flew into the air, and Freni stumbled from the impact.

Bell was deflected by the horizontal attack, but he flew past it.

He flew towards the diagonal rear of Frini, his unstoppable momentum causing him to crash in front of the altar.

As for the Giantess, she collapsed to the ground, turning around in agitation and yelling:

"Sally! Pierce Haruhime————————————————————!?"

Startled by the giantess's roar, the Amazons snapped back to reality and raised their ceremonial swords.