Chapter 69 Epilogue -After the festival-

Sheila appears in the center of the magic circle I drew. She slowly opened her eyes and caught a man looking into her face anxiously.

“…… Ray ………?”

"Mom!"

Rei reaches for Sheila and squeezes her tightly.

"... I'm glad ... I was glad, mother ... I wonder if I could meet again ..."

Words turn into tears, and Ray hangs. Sheila gently hugged her shoulders as if stroking her head.

"... Isn't it a dream ...? Or is it here in heaven?"

Tra n sla t e d b y jpm tl .coｍ "Of course this is the world. You have forsaken yourself to protect your child. It was a wonderful behaviour."

"I see"

Sheila happily strokes Ray's crying head. He seems more relieved to protect his son than to be alive.

"... but how did you cure psychiatric illness ...? If the roots are weak or gone, no magic can be undone ...?"

Misa asks me.

"It's simple. I spread the rumors and lore that led to Sheila."

"Eh ...? But Anos-sama had been fighting in the finals so far, and when was that ...?"

T ra ns l a t ed by ｊpm tl.ｃo m "I've just talked about my feelings of winning. That's a magic broadcast all over Dilheid."

"Ah…………"

Raises a voice as Mass notices.

"A true master craftsman's hardened sword has something different from magical power ...?"

I nod.

"That was the rumor and lore that shaped Sheila's roots."

The impact of beating Initio and winning the Magic Sword Tournament is great. Something different from magic power resides in the sword that has been forged with all your heart. It's no wonder that some people believe in this rumor and lore that are hard to believe.

Resuscitation This quickly restored the roots of Sheila, which had almost disappeared. At that point, it is easy to revive with <>.

"... I was really aware of that ..."

Astonished, Mass spills words.

"When I met Sheila yesterday, my condition improved a bit and I was able to talk to us. We didn't control the rumors and traditions we would have managed at the Log North Magic Clinic. I guess it was because I said it in the first round. ''

Something different from magical powers resides in the forged sword that the true master craftsman puts his heart in. During the fight against Kurt, I said so. It was just a shame, but some people believed it, and Sheila's condition improved slightly.

Thought communication: "Of course, that alone cannot be determined yet. Before the start of the final, <> arrived from the owl. If was destroyed, Sheila would die, and if she won the final, Ray He died, but there was no mention of losing the Kongo iron sword and losing me. "

I don't care about winning or losing, but it's better to think that I made a way out. Unexpectedly, the spread of the rumors and rumors would have been out of the question for Avos Dilhevia.

Sheila's spirit disease could be completely cured. If so, his plan will break down. I wanted to show the audience that the Kongo iron sword was not a big deal, without letting me know.

"After the finals started, did Sheila recover?" T r ansl at ed by ｊpmt l .ｃ o ｍ

Root conversion "Yes. <> I managed to accommodate magical power, but it was not enough at all, but suddenly the magical power was recovering rapidly, and Sheila could walk. So together I rushed to the Magic Sword Tournament ...

The manipulated Melheis said he had restored Sheila to take the hostage, but that was a lie. He would have said so without noticing that Sheila was recovering from his thoughts.

`` Because I was slamming with Initio with a sword of Kongo iron, the audience who was watching it became more and more fond of believing in Sheila's rumors and traditions. ''

It is probably because Sheila has been turned into a real thing. The appearance of her change was very similar to the Kongo iron sword. The true nature of the spirit is what the rumors and traditions embody and embody. The root is in the heart.

In the minds of the spectators, there was a clear image of a true master craftsman, a sword with something different from magic. I was actually looking at a Kongo iron sword. So, Sheila's identity became that figure.

Taken together, her rumors and lore can be imagined.

"Thank you, Anos. After all, you're just amazing, as Rei said.

Sheila says, embracing Ray.

"... Thanks, I can still see this girl growing up ..."

"Nothing to say thank you, just reaching out to a friend."

Turn your heels, I say.

"Well, Ray. Let's go ahead."

Oh, and Ray replied with a tearful voice. I leave that place because I don't want to see the crying figure.

"Anosut!"

Dad, mother and Misha came down from the audience. T r an s lated by Jp ｍ tl .coｍ

"That's you, you did it! That's why I'm my son!"

Dad puts his fist on my chest.

"Dad"

I showed my father the Kongo iron sword in the sheath.

"I was saved thanks to this."

"If you say something stupid, that kind of thing will get shy when you say it to your face ..."

While happily saying, Dad tears his eyes.

Not a lie. Certainly, this sword had no magical power, and was of no use in fighting the magic sword competition.

Nevertheless, she was able to save Sheila. Dad wasn't meant to happen, nothing happened unexpectedly.

But because my dad made this sword wholeheartedly, I said oh in the first round. That led to a complete cure for Sheila's spiritual illness.

This sword made by my dad brought me good luck.

"You. If you don't go soon, the closing ceremony and the seats will not be good. Anos will be ready too."

"Oh, oh, yeah, then Anos."

Gesture the dad to raise his hand. When I raised my right hand, my dad snapped high on that hand.

"I'll be back later" Tr ansl at ed by Jp m t l .ｃ o ｍ

"Anos-chan, thank you very much for your time today. It's really amazing! What a tiny sword championship won in the future, even though it's so small."

Mom says happily.

"But you hurt a lot? Are you okay?"

Anxiously, she looks at my wounds.

"Oh"

Healing It's not a big deal, but he used <> to heal the wound.

"This is fine"

"Was good"

My mother is near me and whispers gently in her ear.

"I'll say hello to Ray's mother later."

HM. That's bad. Dimensional jail If you are swallowed by your mother's space-time, unlike <>, you cannot help so much.

"You should stop today"

"Yes, maybe, I haven't said it yet ... I see. I understand!"

My mother is convinced by herself.

"I'll do it again."

Dad and mother hurried to the closing ceremony venue.

"happy?"

One day, Misha, standing beside me, says.

"Do you see that?"

She nodded. Evil eye Then, look straight at my abyss.

Deep into my heart.

"Parents are good. I never used to be."

Misha hits each other.

"If I have a child someday, can I be like that?"

"Eh !?"

I heard a surprised voice from behind.

"What surprised you, Sasha?"

"Beh, I'm not surprised ..."

HM. What is making a painful excuse?

"Do you want a child?"

"Someday will come."

"That's right. Hmm. Someday."

The Seven Devil Elders have inherited my blood, and all of their blood is my descendants. Looking at my dad, mother, and Sheila, I feel that it is not enough to be a parent and child.

"Fufu"

So Misha laughs.

"Well, I know it's impossible."

Misha shook her head.

"Anos will surely be a good father"

"Really?"

"so"

One more thing, I don't really feel.

"anxiety?"

"No. If Misha says, believe it."

Look back and tell the girl who is down to think.

"What are you doing, Sasha? Let's go."

"Wow, I know."

Running in a hurry, Sasha lines up with us.

"Speaking of which, I won."

"What are you talking about now? Isn't your power right?"

"Well, that's right."

Then Misha said.

"was fun?"

"Yes."

Well, a sword tournament like lukewarm water that doesn't even remember the crisis of life. Proxy war between Unification and royalty. Everyone was screaming noisy.

It was a festive two days, with all the annoyances, but that time with Ray and his sword was quite meaningful.

At the end, I feel lonely somewhere. What is this?

At that time when it was always alive and dead, it was a feeling I had never tasted.

"It was a very pleasant tournament."

There are few people in the audience seats anymore. Feeling the calm after the festival, I slowly left the place, as if my back hair had been pulled.