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

"The Ring of Elves!"

After the name of the spell was called out, a magic circle radiating a dazzling, rich golden light appeared.

This is truly the last spiritual force, the last "magic," the last power.

To fulfill her vow, Lefia mustered all her strength, flew over the raging inferno, and launched an attack on Philwis.

"—Lefia Aa ...

Phil Weiss's eyes widened, and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

With a sound of tearing muscle fibers, she raised her only remaining right hand and stretched it out towards the girl.

--It's not too late.

Caught between physical destruction and mental torment, Phil Weiss calmly analyzed the situation before her.

—That's summoning magic.

No matter what kind of magic she casts, it's still faster to use a super short incantation!

Lefia was also covered in wounds. Although Philvis, being a monster, had lost more than 90% of her power, she still firmly believed that her counterattack would be faster.

—To fulfill Lord Dionysus's long-cherished wish, I swear I cannot die!

The darkness within cries out its own mission.

For the sake of his beloved master, he must kill his former friend.

—This is all I can do now that I've become tainted!

The light that remains deep within the heart cries out in anguish.

She cried and lamented that she never expected such an ending.

"Why?! Why did you appear in front of me?! Lefia!"

Phil Weiss burst into tears like a child.

Memories of her time with the girl swirled in her mind like a gentle breeze, dazzling and beautiful, yet also causing her immense pain.

—If only I hadn't met you!

For Phil Weiss, the encounter was tantamount to a destined parting.

She could only hate her defiled body and soul, accept this tragic fate, and give up on everything.

—In that case, I…we can continue to be cruel messengers of darkness!

For Philweis, Rafia Viridis was too dazzling.

It was dazzling enough to completely disrupt the already dead strings of her heart.

This frightened her.

This caused her unbearable pain.

This broke her heart.

Whether it's the ethereal voice echoing in my mind or the endless urge of despair.

Only by being manipulated by the gods and receiving their comfort and affirmation can one temporarily forget these troubles.

So—!

"【The Holy Staff of Destruction, sweep away my enemies!】"

Philweis let out a farewell howl like a wild beast.

She summoned dark lightning to eradicate the only girl she cared about in her heart.

She summoned lightning that symbolized her current sins.

It summoned a blow that could only kill, but could not save or protect others, a blow that was equivalent to the original sin she bore.

"【The Staff of Dionysus】!"

To dispel the confusion in her heart, Phil Weiss decided to burn everything to ashes.

"[The Holy Grail, the shield that wards off evil!]"

But—

When she heard this clear and melodious "poem".

When she witnessed the "pure white" radiance that made her eyes light up.

Her time stopped.

"──────"

A very short lyric poem.

The golden magic circle suddenly transformed into a sacred, pure white.

That was Phil Weiss's "magic".

That is "barrier magic" that can protect the caster from any obstacle.

"The Holy Grail of Gods, the Salvation Grail!!"

That pure white radiance was like a mirror, reflecting Phil Weiss's inner world.

(Ah ah──)

The holy white shield contrasts with the filthy black lightning.

(That's my magic—)

It is a symbol of the radiance of her noble aspirations in the past.

(That is my...light—)

It is perhaps the noble soul of a young girl that can save and protect others.

"Lefia, I entrust this magic to you... I hope you can return alive."

The words spoken back then, after many twists and turns, still protect Lefia.

Philweis recalled the events of that day, which prevented her from controlling the magic.

Unable to unleash its full power, the illusory lightning accidentally exploded, colliding head-on with the dazzling barrier.

This then triggered a bright, intense light.

A powerful whirlwind swept through.

A wind of light, powerful enough to extinguish the surrounding sea of ​​fire, generated by the resonance of the two elves.

The powerful impact was fleeting. After a crisp sound like crystals shattering, the black lightning quickly dissipated, the white holy shield shattered, and the resulting shockwave caused Philvis to involuntarily take a step back.

Then—Philwines' wide eyes caught that scene.

Even strong winds couldn't stop them from running at full speed.

He pulled out the short sword she had left behind.

With large tears welling in her eyes and sobbing uncontrollably, Lefia rushed over.

What a nice view.

It looked like a soaring elf.

That figure seemed to have staked its own lofty and noble glory, enough to become a symbol of the clan.

That was Phil Weiss's heartfelt longing, the radiance of a young girl that she would protect at all costs.

—I've had enough.

Phil Weiss cried.

Thank you.

Phil Weiss smiled.

Disturbed by these conflicting feelings, the beautiful but ugly girl accepted the sharp blade that was thrust at her.

"Ughh ...

Lefia's Cry.

A short sword pierced his chest.

The "magic stone," which could not be destroyed by hand no matter what, began to crack.

Philweis was thrown back by the force of the thrust, and Lefia was not prepared to land, so she crashed heavily to the ground.

Under the watchful eyes of Asifi and the others, the battle finally came to a conclusion.

"...Ahhh...Ahhhhh...!?"

The first person to speak was Phil Weiss.

The "magic stone" inside her chest gradually shattered, and her fingertips slowly turned gray and disintegrated.

The moment she realized she only had a few minutes left to live, she began to struggle in agony.

"~ ...

Phil Weiss quickly got up, pulled out the short sword stuck in her chest, shook her head from side to side, and let out a scream.

Amidst the irrational cries, there were whispers of rapidly chanting incantations.

Then, as if her mind had split in two, into Philweis who fell to the ground and Philweis who stood still.

"Dionysus! Dionysus—!?"

She completely ignored Bert and the others who were barely getting up from the ground, and even abandoned another person, Philweis.

Out of control, Philweis emitted a magical light and quickly ran out of the battlefield.

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"Loki!"

Several footsteps echoed in the twelfth cylindrical space where Loki and his companions were.

Finn and his men quickly arrived at the scene.

Having arrived at this place through the "secret passage," they saw Dionysus shouting incessantly as if he were going mad.

"Where is Philwiss?! Help me! Philwiss──────!"

As Finn and the others surrounded Loki to protect her, Dionysus continued to call out to his last remaining family.

Perhaps it was because I heard the call of the Lord God—

Phil Weiss appeared from another passageway opposite Finn and the others.

"Dionysus!"

The band members anxiously prepared for battle, but Finn and Loki stopped them with hand gestures.

Philweis's body was turning into specks of white light and gradually dissipating, starting from the ends of her long hair, which looked like it was made of night, slowly disappearing, like an hourglass that reversed the laws of gravity and flowed upwards.

It was clear that her life was nearing its end.

Her eyes were now fixed on Dionysus.

"Dionysus! Dionysus...! I have already...!"

Philweis called out the name of the supreme god like a child, then collapsed weakly into his arms.

Upon seeing this, Dionysus stopped what he was doing and immediately revealed an expression of complete understanding.

He realized that he could not escape with the help of his family; the current situation was tantamount to a dead end.

He squeezed his facial features together.

"Tch...useless bastard."

It revealed its ugly face and smacked its lips at the astonished Phil Weiss.

"How disappointed do you want me to be satisfied, Phil Weiss?"

"Dionysus, a god...?"

"How many times have you ignored my orders? Don't you even consider how many golden opportunities you've missed to wipe out the Loki Familia while protecting Lefia Viridis?"