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

Forced out of control by external forces, rather than failing to control magic, Allen was blown up, spitting out black smoke and losing his balance. Just as he was about to fall, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the source of the "heat" that was deliberately avoiding the boy's (Bell's) path.

"I... caught up... Riko."

In the shadows of the collapsed temple opposite the "House of God".

A young man leaned against a stone pillar to steady himself and raised a hand toward this side.

Welf Crozeau.

"──────"

It was after being defeated by Allen that he heard the communication from the Eye Crystal, and thanks to Hedin's mercy, he took advantage of the time before the sky turned into dusk and climbed all the way here in a disheveled state.

The key to his successful arrival to support the boy (Bell) lies in the Command Call.

This is a "skill" that Lily learned when she reached Lv.2, which allows her to communicate telepathically with those who share the same blessings.

"Please, someone... hurry... to... the western part of the island... the area near... the 'House of God'... the temple... area...!"

Lily, desperately trying to convey her wishes and information, uses her thoughts to connect the three of them in place of the destroyed eye crystal.

Having learned the location and Bell's arrival time, Welf finally made it in time as he had hoped.

"I have indeed received your...ideas..."

The blacksmith knew about the girl's thoughts long before she became a commander, which is why he tried so hard to respond to her.

Even when facing the strongest faction (Freya Familia), the three elders still managed to defeat their enemy through their bond.

"Get out of my way, you stray cat... got it?"

Sweating profusely, Welf wore a very annoying smile.

When Allen saw the other party pull out a gleaming "demon sword" from his waist, he was so furious that he almost died of anger and let out a scream on the spot.

"This guy is such a loser!!"

Welf's answer was—to swing a sword.

"Glory Moon───────────────────────────────!!"

The released flames blasted away all the troublemakers who were interfering with the boy.

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Bell ran as fast as he could.

He walked through the fiery path pioneered by his partner (Wilf), past the staggering warriors, and came to a wide, long staircase.

Then I ran up there in one go.

"!!"

Freya stood before the throne.

he came.

The boy arrived here.

The goddess, who sought "love," came to this "House of God" in order to stop her "love."

"—Miss Seele."

The sound of footsteps echoed as the boy climbed the stairs and appeared before the goddess.

Freya's face contorted when she heard the boy call out the "girl's" name.

There is no one left to protect the Queen.

Warriors, dwarves, elves, chariots, and fierce warriors alike have all fallen silent.

With the help of his companions, the boy overcame numerous difficulties to reach this place.

Having endured more harm than anyone else, he finally reached "her".

"..."

"..."

Their eyes met, and a brief silence followed.

The setting sun shone into the temple through the collapsed ceiling. The twilight sky enveloped the ventilation walls formed by numerous stone pillars. Looking west, one could see a lake reflecting the afterglow, shimmering with golden light, beautiful as a dream.

Only a chilly wind whistled through the air as Bell quietly took her first steps.

He walked toward Freya, who resembled a shy young girl with slightly trembling shoulders.

"Bell--"

Freya smiled slightly.

Driven by the "yoke of the goddess," she wanted to deny the situation before her.

So she reflexively activated the power of "beauty," and a faint silver light appeared around the outer edge of her divine eyes, as if to "bewitch" the person in front of her.

But Bell did not stop.

Bell did not stop.

The boy, who would never be seduced by the goddess's "beauty," insisted on eliminating the distance between the two, even though the disappearance of this distance would mean the end of their "love."

Freya's smile cracked.

She shuddered at first, then lowered her head, a strand of bangs falling down.

"……Why?"

Then ask the question while facing the floor.

With less than ten steps between them, Bale stopped for the first time.

"—Why!?"

Freya raised her head.

"Bell, why won't you become mine?!"

She was like a child throwing a tantrum, tossing her long silver hair around.

Freya first embraced her body, which was covered in a white dress and made everyone drool, and then placed her slender, porcelain-like right hand on her chest.

"I am Freya!? A woman of beauty, wealth, glory, and power! I can give you everything, so why do you reject my 'love'!?"

She looked like a queen who looked down on the world, or a witch who was rejected after confessing her love and decided to curse the knight.

He clearly didn't want to say such things, but after failing to win the heart of his beloved, he could only rely on the goddess of his own reputation and power, revealing his shallow ugliness and cowardice.

Her heart was laid bare like that.

"Since being a girl (Seele) won't work, I've decided to become a goddess (Freya)!"

Since the girl (Seele) can't do it.

She can only transform back into the goddess (Freya).

I have nothing but "love," and this is clearly the only answer I can come up with.

"So, what should I do?!"

Freya still hasn't realized it.

Unaware that the boy, though his expression remained unchanged, was clenching his fist, which was already bleeding.

The goddess of love was unaware that the impulse that was now making her shout was precisely "".

"Why...you...!?"

The goddess's voice trembled, and her pupils quivered.

Her silver divine eyes faintly emitted a pale gray glow.

"...I don't even understand myself."

Next—

"What I understand least about myself is...!"

She continued to deliver the confession that seemed familiar.

Even after I poured out my heart... I still can't escape this pain! Even expressing "love" to you hasn't made me feel any better!

Bell's face contorted with sadness.

The boy, who had endured this for so long, finally showed cracks in his expression.

"Deep inside, a voice keeps reminding me that I absolutely do not want to fall in love with you!!"

The goddess reveals the contradictions she has been hiding in her heart.

She cannot admit that she does not need the "love" that she desires even at the cost of sacrificing her friends (such as Ryu).

Unable to accept that she was still lingering in that "flower field" deep in her soul, she wept bitterly.

She could only blindly seek the longing in her heart, like a lost girl.

"Bell, I like you..."

Freya clasped her hands together in front of her chest and leaned her upper body forward.

I like you and want to be with you forever. I hope you choose me!

His silver and pale gray eyes gradually became moist.

"I'm in so much pain! Please hold me! I don't want to feel anxious about tomorrow anymore!"

Those eyes didn't understand why tears were streaming down their faces.

"Even though I don't want to know this, I can't help but wonder what the outcome of this longing will be!"

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching pain (selfishness), the boy's heart was greatly shaken.

"I like you... Belle."

The boy lowered his head.

He suppressed the sympathy and cries that welled up from his wounds, and instead let the blood continue to flow.

Stifle the heart that was trembling all along.

To recover hearing that is unable to receive sound.

He bid farewell to the eyes that reflected only her image.

The sky, which was covered with dark clouds back then, is now so bright and dazzling.

It was as if they already knew the ending for the two of them; it was so beautiful that it seemed unrealistic.

Bell took a step into a world where it was just the two of them.

"I... will not be yours."

He confronted her pain (selfishness) with his own.

"I...! Will not become your 'partner'!!"

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"I……!!"

Bell dragged his feet, which seemed glued to the floor, forward, bleeding as he went, until he stood in front of her.

Then, along with his own hypocrisy (selfishness), he gave an answer to the " " that she had been searching for.

"It means your 'infatuation' has to come to an end!!"

"Longing" is her "wish".

"Ending this infatuation" is the only way to hurt her and save her.

"────── Ah."

The boy grasped the goddess's blade.

He raised his arm with a manly air, yet with a deep reluctance.

The sound of petals falling brushed past my ears.

The blade did not touch her skin; only the "flower" on her chest fluttered in mid-air.